Week 20

"Great Expectations" by Charles Dickens

“Great Expectations” by Charles Dickens

Don’t ask me why I didn’t get much writing done this week. I really don’t know why. I didn’t have much homework, and I was only a little bit sick, so I really have no excuse.

This week from April 8 to April 14, 2007 I accomplished a total of 1,027 words, (most of it unpublished.)

As for reading, I read 39 pages of Great Expectations, written by Charles Dickens.

I really feel like writing about Ratorin, a character from my story, The Horse From the Woods, but he doesn’t appear until Chapter 3, so I may write some more on that story this week. Other than that, I really don’t know how much I plan to write this week. There is a meeting this Friday though, and meetings always put me in a good mood. Hmm…

I actually drew a lot of pictures this week, going for a more realistic approach towards animals on some of them. I drew this one last night, and I am really proud of it. Tell me what you think of it please.

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Story Idea #7

If you were an animal, what would you be and why? You can write on which animal suits you best or which one you would most want to be.

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Week 19

"Great Expectations" by Charles Dickens

“Great Expectations” by Charles Dickens

Well, as many of you know, I was sick from Thursday up until now, (I am still sick,) so I didn’t get a lot of writing done as I had hoped. I was so looking forward to this vacation so I could get a lot of writing done, but instead I have done nothing.

This week from April 1 to April 7, 2007, I have written a total of 2,214 words.

Sadly, I only read 53 pages of Great Expectations by Charles Dickens.

I haven’t done anything all Easter Break and it sucks. Hopefully I will feel better and write more this upcoming week.

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I’m Sick

I am sorry to say that I am very sick today (and also yesterday,) and I feel like crap. I usually do not write when I am in this state, but who knows, I may surprise you. I am just here to say, don’t expect anything from me today unless I start feeling better.

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Chapter 6

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Silence hovered over the valley without the breath of one person. Life seemed to come to a rest as I watched the people around me suddenly realize what was happening. No one moved. No one spoke. No one blinked. Eyes grew wide with fear. Mouths fell open in astonishment. Then the panic finally set in.

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My Thoughts: April 3, 2007

On Thursday, May 29, 2007, I heard this from my art teacher…

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I Quit! (April Fools Joke)

Seeing how nobody ever comes to my blog and I receive a very low amount of comments, (if I receive any comments at all,) I have decided to quit Magic Pens forever and never return.

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Week 18

Hooray! I have returned from my long absence from Magic Pens with many new posts. 😀 I have recently been in a very good mood basically all week, and I think that my return to Magic Pens may be part of the cause. Pretty much just Hannah knows all about it…

Well anyways, this week from March 25 to April 1, 2007, I am proud to declare that I have written 8,154 words on Magic Pens.

For reading, I read the first 18 pages of A Wrinkle in Time written by Madeleine L’engle and the first 36 pages of Great Expectations written by Charles Dickens. (Even though I have already read these, I felt like re-reading them because I haven’t read them in years.) I hope that I keep up with this frequent posting this upcoming week!

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Winter Death

I tried a new technique with this story, so please read and tell me what you think of it. Please tell me if you can clearly see what is happening. The ending needs some work, so please help me with that.

There was nothing but silence that lay over the darkness of the forest as if a blanket had muffled out the very existence of life. The precious sun hid its warming luster from the Earth, finally allowing the moon to shed its own vague beams upon the snow covered land, and urging the millions of shining stars to emerge from their concealment. All across the vast navy of the night sky, sprinkles of light complimented the moon as it sang throughout the night, spreading its cold glow about the frost. The sky seemed to be an open doorway to the galaxy beyond as it shimmered in all its beauty, unharmed by man. The vastness did not seem to overpower the land before it, only add to the true artistry of nature.

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Poems Written by a 6th Grader

I wrote these poems back in 2003 when I was in the 6th grade.

Winter Night

Winter is cold, alone and dark.
All animals hidden away, some flown south in search of warmth.
Nothing around, nothing to see,
But the black of the sky and the white of the land.

Winter is sad, brisk and quiet.
Everything around is cold and dying.
The air around is thin and harsh,
The moon, bright and full.

Winter is bleak, windy, and frozen.
A mere doe searching for food,
Lying down in Death itself,
Waiting, waiting, waiting for something.

Winter is Death, freezing, and mysterious.
The night casting shadows on the snow.
The moon summoning bright light overhead,
The only hope in this brisk, cold night.

Winter is queer, strange, and odd.
The morning sun slowly rising from slumber,
Painting the land with pink and orange,
The sky violet with little hope of morning.

Winter is bright, blinding, and white.
With morning, little hope is arisen.
The long night is over, the doe is forgotten.
Another day is born, with new night to come.

Winter is hopeless, dreadful, and frightening.
Days and nights passing by in a never-ending circle,
Waiting for the miracle of spring to come.
But until, winter stays, killing and depressing.

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Wintry Nothing (7th Grade)

This is a poem that I wrote in 7th grade.

If you go outside on a cold winter night,
Then you will see nothing at all in your sight.
If you look up into the deep, dark sky,
Then you might see dancing stars with your eye.

They dance with each other or dance alone.
They dance as if with only one tone.
But if you look around there is nothing there,
Nothing at all, anywhere.

You glance around and suddenly realize,
That there is nothing here but stars and skies…

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