Week 9

This week from January 21 to January 27, 2007, I have written 3,783 words on Magic Pens and 671 off. Together, this comes out to be a total of 4,454 words.

This week was one of my down-weeks as I had serious writer’s block and I a lot of homework. I would have written a lot more if I didn’t have to do this big Spanish project. Also, I was mainly planning my rewrites. Maybe next week will look better.

Anyways, for reading, I read the last 150 pages of DragonFlight by Anne McCaffrey, started the first 45 pages of Brian’s Winter by Gary Paulsen for a quick light read, and have read 57 pages of Romeo and Juliet.

"Dragonflight" by Anne McCaffrey

“Dragonflight” by Anne McCaffrey

"Brian's Winter" by Gary Paulsen

“Brian’s Winter” by Gary Paulsen

"Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare

“Romeo and Juliet” by William Shakespeare

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Prologue, Part 1

I have decided to rewrite my entire Horse From the Woods story from the prologue up! Well, I have rewritten this story many times from 1st grade, including in 4th, 5th, and 8th. I have once again rewritten it this year, as I am in 9th grade and you can see the immense improvements that I have made. I hope that it is better and that I have worked out all of the bugs. Please tell me what you think!

Running through the early morning moistness of the Mathurin Forest that enveloped her quaint home in obscuration, a young girl of ten brushed through the rough branches that tore at her soft-featured face. As she flailed her arms to shield herself from the treacherous twigs, her light, maple- colored hair snagged on the trees’ wooden appendages and her cheeks grew red with frustration. She frantically scanned the thick forest before her with her dark, emerald green eyes as she searched for the source of the strange sound that had impelled her to run through the wood. She quickly passed trees and bushes as the light dew that covered the grass below her feet, soaked into the leather of her boots.

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Rewrite Plans

I have to admit that my main story, The Horse From the Woods isn’t that well-written and thought out. There are some bugs and junk that I have to work out and this is probably arising from the fact that I created this story when I was six. I’ve decided to rewrite the entire story changing things such as the main character’s, (Natalie’s,) name and working some secret stuff in that I can’t tell you about because they would ruin the whole story. I’ll have to talk to Hannah about the secret stuff because she already knows the ending. This makes me agitated because my favorite character comes up in Chapter 3 and I was almost there! Oh, well.

I would really like my new character’s name to start with an “N” because I always picture characters with a certain letter and that is hers. Some of these are really stupid, but these are the ones I thought of so far are: Niria, Nyri, Nyranie, Niarie, Nyria, Nira, Nyra, Neraina, Nirania, Nilaria, Navia, Nora, Navicia, Neticia, Nyneve, Nalana, Nalenna, Neila, Nerida, Niara, Nikara, Nadia, Nara, and Nylia.

Here are some questions to help you help me make the story better.

  • What do you like about it so far?
  • What don’t you like about it?
  • What do you understand clearly?
  • What don’t you understand?
  • What needs more work?
  • What needs more detail?
  • What bugs did you find in it?
  • What should I rename the main character?
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Week 8

"Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare

“Romeo and Juliet” by William Shakespeare

"Dragonflight" by Anne McCaffrey

“Dragonflight” by Anne McCaffrey

This week from January 14 to January 20, 2007, I have a so-so word count to display.

I have written 4,526 words on Magic Pens and 645 words off. This adds up to 5,171 words.

For reading, I did a lot worse than last week. I only read the prologue of Romeo and Juliet and 28 pages of DragonFlight written by Anne McCaffrey.

If anybody has noticed, I usually read a lot on school days, so this 3-day school week didn’t help my reading total, and when I think of a new story, (No Longer in Darkness,) I usually replace reading-time with plan-my-new-story-time. I am shamefully guilty of that this week.

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No Longer in Darkness: Chapter 2 – Fallen

The next morning, I found myself pressing lightly against the soft, dew-covered ground with my walking stick. My father carved me a new stick as I grew older and I always kept it close. Each one was made to fit my height, and carved from the sturdiest of wood. My brother and I found it a tradition to venture out each year to find the perfect tree to cut from, and I always enjoyed it. I depended on my stick, for it was my eyes.

“Be careful here,” my brother warned ahead of me. “We’re just entering the mountains.”

Mountains, I thought to myself. Oh, how I had dreamed of what the image of mountains might look like. All that I knew of mountains was what my brother had described to me. He’d explained that they reached to the skies and blessed their lands with their majestic appearance. I was taken by surprise when my stick hit the hard surface of rock at my feet. The vibration through the carved wood sent a sudden message to my brain, “Rock.” I lifted my foot and pulled myself atop the first rock with great confidence.

“Do you need some help, Arin?” my brother asked me. I felt his touch against my arm.

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No Longer in Darkness: Chapter 1 – Blind Decision

“But, Father! You know that I’m old enough to go!”

“Yes, I know, Arin, but-”

“You let Theo go when he was of seven years!”

“Arin, please. Just listen to me!”

“Father! I’m of ten years! I’m old enough to go with him! He only has four more years than me!”

My father groaned as I persisted to travel with my older brother into the wilderness of the mountains. I could sense the tenseness in the air as I listened intently. “Son,” my father paused. “You…you just can’t go with Theo.” I noticed the sympathy in my father’s voice as he rejected my request. “You aren’t like your brother. You’re…different, special. You’re special, Arin.”

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Chapter 5

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I glanced over my shoulder to stare at my people. Their faces were filled with astonishment as their jaws dropped and their eyes widened. I noticed young children pull on their mothers’ clothing and point past me. Tears of joy began to fall from tired eyes as happiness spread over us. As we entered the lost city, a feeling of relief released the burden from my shoulders. I turned my head to join my people staring in awe at the wondrous sight before us. I smiled as I thought of the angel that had led us here. He was right! He was right! We were here! Here at last! Glancing up to the bright sky overhead, I quietly whispered, “Thank you. Thank you so very much.”

Oh, it was a sight to see!

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Qurk Profile – Zanthyr

I have created a new species of Qurk that will be in my following stories. This new species is called a Zanthyr and have come to Our World with the other Qurks. After seeing the destruction and sorrow brought to our planet, they have joined together in an alliance against the remaining Qurks. Basically, they are on our side and are helping us. Feel free to create your own designs with this alien species and use them in your own stories.

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Week 7

"Dragonflight" by Anne McCaffrey

“Dragonflight” by Anne McCaffrey

I am so proud of myself this week from January 7 to January 13, 2007 for I have returned to my usual, large amount of writing and have another high word count to display.

It feels good to say that I have written 7,368 words on Magic Pens and 1,114 words off. This adds up to be a total of 8,482 words.

I have surprisingly been keeping up with my reading just as well. I have read 9 chapters, (131 pages,) in DragonFlight by Anne McCaffrey and have read the short story, Full Circle. I hope to keep up these stats this week!

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Chapter 10: Dormant Memories Awaken

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Shep wandered around the city aimlessly as he felt that his very heart had been violently ripped from him. As his wounds slowly healed and scabbed over, they brought him great pain as he traveled. Growling and occasionally yelping, he despised the world around him.

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Chapter 9: Depression in the City

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Two teenagers walked into the room where Shep was now lying on the floor. One carried a leash while the other held a muzzle in his gloved hand. One looked to the other with a confused look on his face. “Is he dead?” he asked with a bit of fear reflecting from his eyes.

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Chapter 8: Taunting Dreams

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There was a sweet giggle as Shep rested on the cold floor. He could hear it in the back of his mind as his sight of the world faded away. It was a child’s laugh, a young girl’s laugh. He recognized it all too well. It was Lilly. There was a splash of pink across the dark backdrop of his mind as Lilly came into view. He could see her peacefully running through the park beside him with the beautiful budding spring trees glowing with joy. Her bright face was red, her eyes tightly closed, and a smile spread from ear to ear. She ran with her dog, laughing with her soft, bubbly laugh.

Shep recognized this dream. It was a memory, a memory from his past. A memory…of what his life used to be like. Happiness seemed so far from reach now.

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