Welcome!

Hey there and welcome to my school blog, where I blog using my works of writing, such as poems, short stories, etc. When trying to figure out my abbreviations, remember the following:

•SS - Short Story

I want to point out a couple of my features real quick. To the right of this little intro is a Gadget called Writer's Unblock Tool. Basically, it gives randoms scenarios every time you Refresh the page, to keep your mind working if you're stuck while writing a play etc. If it's not working, it's not my problem. (I have plenty of ideas already. ;) )

At the bottom of this page is Blogger Play, which I renamed Worldwide Images. It shows images uploaded to Blogs all across the world! It doesn't have a censor (as far as I know), so it may show inappropriate pictures once in awhile. Pictures like family, resturaunts/kitchens, rivers, purses, etc. are shown constantly, but if you find something you saw that you like, you can pause, rewind, and fast forward the player.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Goal: Full length story.

If anyone ever noticed that I recently edited in a Goals spot in my Welcome! post, you've probably also noticed that it says a full story. I have indeed been working on a story for the past couple days. The plot/storyline/what it's about will remain a secret until I finish it.

But, to keep your heads from exploding, I'll post the Intro to what I've written so far. I will not be posting the whole story, because that's how you lose the rights to your own story idea! I also won't be pinning this post to "Poems, Plays and More", because it's still a half secret.

Anyways, an exerpt from my current Intro:

“So, what do the pregnancy results say?” asked Zai. From the look on her face, she was very frustrated and worried, creating almost humorous facial lines near her eyes. Both Marx and Zai had both used protection, and were careful until this slip up. “I’m not sure,” Marx replied, “but seeing as my midsection is huge, I’m guessing so.” In a strange exhale of relief, worry, and the Cheerios she had eaten earlier during their encounter, Zai was finally at peace. “Don’t scare me like that again, little brother,” Zai finally replied, “now come back to bed and lets finish what we started.”

Marx woke up, screaming, gasping for air. He started to choke before he could finally get air through his lungs. He knew that these dreams had to stop, because incest was not rated highly on his list. Just picturing his eldest sister giving him a passionate kiss, her smooth long brown hair enveloping them into one being, made him sick to his stomach. Although, sadly, that wasn’t the most heated dreams he’s had involving his sister, Zai, it still chilled him to the bone. Incest was not for him.

Think you know the plot? How I shall prove you wrong.. :)

Ciao, and Happy Friday the 13th!

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