Thursday 29 November 2012
Wednesday 28 November 2012
My Twitter Fiction
Twitter fiction rough draft
Title: Unending Fury
Author: Elijah Van Eerd
Intro:
The breeze from the ocean felt fresh and warm. The sky so perfect that you would not believe it possible. Its too bad she’s locked up.
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I have grown up knowing things people won’t ear in their life. I have had a privileged childhood, and am now using it wisely.
I was taught by the most intelligent people my father could provide. he always had the best for me in everything.#TwitterFiction
When I was older I was aloud to go out with members of the order and perform the tasks we hold ourselves responsible for.
Now that I am of age I am to do my own missions, the first of which is to find you.The scream began again.#TwitterFiction
The scream that emanated from the the closet was unnatural, like dragging your nails across a chalkboard but with a human voice attached.
“That is a lovely song” he cried over the scream “ you really must teach it to me sometime”. this only amplified her anger.#TwitterFiction
The sound ends with a screech “ Why have you locked me up”. The room tremors at the finish. “I already told you.” he responds.
“You can’t just say you were a pompous looked after boy, that was taught kidnapping helpless girls was right.”she says “helpless” he laughs.
“It doesn't make any sense!” she yelled. “You cant expect me to tell you more when you havent even told me your name yet”
“ I already told you its Stephanie!” came her exasperated voice. “And I already told you, I dont mean your birth name” The scream came back.
After an hour or so the noise finally stopped. There was no longer an aggressive silence that was there before.#TwitterFiction
“Can I come out” she asked quietly. He opened the the door with the same dumb smile on his face, he held out his hand and she took it.
With a resolute sigh she took his hand, and maintained a calm posture. “listen I’ll cooperate, but I want answers” #TwitterFiction
He looked at her with an admiring smile and she blushed. “kidnapped and still trying to negotiate” he thought humorously.
Chapter 1:
It was his mission to find her. They had not heard of any outbursts in weeks. she had obviously reached the age of control.
They had told him she was last seen in mexico. “Thats not broad at all” He had thought to himself. Better yet she had obviously moved.
He had his ears open for any talk of a girl with strange abilities, listening to all conversation mentioning odd things.#TwitterFiction
It took a while but he found a trail of strained conversations that had been repeated too many times. “Finally getting somewhere”. He thought.
Another five days and the conversation was not so strained. “Yeah she dove in front of the car and saved the child”. He had overheard.
After asking around he was rewarded by a conversation with a woman. “Your her brother? And here she was saying she had no one”.
“As far as she knows thats true” He gave a made up past, which softened her up. “Well then she, was heading south. Hope you find her”.
“Thank you” He said and left the woman had housed the girl for a few days, great luck he might be able to wrap this thing up within the week.
He soon found he would have to move faster. She made the news and there was sure to be others after her, now hot on her trail.
She had laid low after the news, this was smart but irritating, it meant he would have to do a lot of guesswork on where to go.#vss
Two week and she was already past the mexican border. she had left a few subtle hints and he tracked them down like a wolfhound.
Four more days and he was in Venezuela, this was where the trail went cold. there was no longer any mention of a girl doing strange things.
After two sleepless nights he finally made some progress, and it didnt bode well. He was told others were asking for that girl as well.
He pursued the the information on the others who were looking for the girl until he caught up with one of the men asking the questions.#vss
He was a tall caucasian male with a well groomed Texan accent, the man had a tattoo of a dove flying through burning tree. He was Trazarc.
He followed the man to Maracibo. There the man had met up with three other men at a bar all as big and well built as himself.
He walked in, found a table close to them and listened to what they had to say. “Where did you say you were visiting from”. #TwitterFiction
It was a decoy conversation, he immediately looked for another way they were communicating. He found it, their feet tapped the ground.
Focusing on the tapping he started to make out there code. This was never one of his strong suits, he could only make out parts of code it.
“Shes here, I’ll go after her. I have been...(followed) you two take...(him) we’ll go after her” That was enough for him. He went to get up.
There was a whistle in the air, He spun out of his chair and caught a mans wrist, a knife in his hands the blade inches from his face.#vss
This was unexpected,he immediately adjusting to the seen.The one with the knife was the largest of the three. The next had a gun.
The other two men were heading for the back door. which was in mid swing, blond hair disappearing through it.#TwitterFiction
Without any more hesitation, he twisted the man's wrist, straightening his arm. With a quick deliberate motion he brought his elbow down.
There was the unmistakable snap of bones. The other man shot, but not before he had pulled the man in front of him.#TwitterFiction
With a swift motion he took three rotating steps and jumped. He spun and hit the man on the shoulder. It collapsed without resistance.
He landed and turned. The door was swinging the other way. A mans heel disappearing through it. He took off in chase.#vss
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Stephanie heard the commotion and ran. She couldnt risk getting involved with another incident and having the police looking for her.#TwitterFiction
Looking behind her she saw two men pursuing her. They were making a mistake, she had to get away before they got hurt.#vss
She led them through a series of back alleys and dark streets until she finally lost them by hiding behind a dumpster.#TwitterFiction
After hearing their footsteps fade, she crept along the wall to the opposite corner, she slipped around it and bumped into a young man.
“I know this is sudden but im here to hel...your beautiful” he said. a little caught off guard. She didnt waste the moment and punched.
She hit him right on the side of his mouth. he faltered and she took another shot raising her leg up straight between his legs.#TwitterFiction
She was rewarded with a severe pain in stabbing into her foot. She withdrew her leg and everything went fuzzy and she fell.#TwitterFiction
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He followed them on the roofs, and watched her duck behind a dumpster. He climbed down a building next to the alley.#TwitterFiction
He had just made it to the corner when she turned it and bumped into him.#TwitterFiction
Reacting quickly he said “I know this is sudden but im here to hel...” He could not finish his
sentence. Her ora was amazing.#TwitterFiction
The next thing he said came as a surprise to himself. “Your beautiful”. dazed by her light he did not see the punch coming.#TwitterFiction
He was hit across the mouth. Startled, he did not see her kick, therefor unable to prevent her from hitting his concealed dagger.
She dropped quickly, he just managed to catch her. He reach inside his pocket, the dagger was poisoned he had to to get the antidote.
He pulled it out and rubbed the gel on her foot before any real damage was done. It was a good thing she was wearing sandals.#TwitterFiction
He looked around. There would be sure to be people searching this place soon, time to go, he would find a place to spend the night.
Chapter 2:
“Can I come out” he heard her say from inside the closet. He open the door and held out his hand. #TwitterFiction
With a deep breath she calmed herself and said “listen I’ll cooperate, but I want answers” . he smiled at her. #TwitterFiction
“Kidnapped and still trying to negotiate”. he thought to himself. He looked at her red face and said, “Ok what do you want to know”?
Title: Unending Fury
Author: Elijah Van Eerd
Intro:
The breeze from the ocean felt fresh and warm. The sky so perfect that you would not believe it possible. Its too bad she’s locked up.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I have grown up knowing things people won’t ear in their life. I have had a privileged childhood, and am now using it wisely.
I was taught by the most intelligent people my father could provide. he always had the best for me in everything.#TwitterFiction
When I was older I was aloud to go out with members of the order and perform the tasks we hold ourselves responsible for.
Now that I am of age I am to do my own missions, the first of which is to find you.The scream began again.#TwitterFiction
The scream that emanated from the the closet was unnatural, like dragging your nails across a chalkboard but with a human voice attached.
“That is a lovely song” he cried over the scream “ you really must teach it to me sometime”. this only amplified her anger.#TwitterFiction
The sound ends with a screech “ Why have you locked me up”. The room tremors at the finish. “I already told you.” he responds.
“You can’t just say you were a pompous looked after boy, that was taught kidnapping helpless girls was right.”she says “helpless” he laughs.
“It doesn't make any sense!” she yelled. “You cant expect me to tell you more when you havent even told me your name yet”
“ I already told you its Stephanie!” came her exasperated voice. “And I already told you, I dont mean your birth name” The scream came back.
After an hour or so the noise finally stopped. There was no longer an aggressive silence that was there before.#TwitterFiction
“Can I come out” she asked quietly. He opened the the door with the same dumb smile on his face, he held out his hand and she took it.
With a resolute sigh she took his hand, and maintained a calm posture. “listen I’ll cooperate, but I want answers” #TwitterFiction
He looked at her with an admiring smile and she blushed. “kidnapped and still trying to negotiate” he thought humorously.
Chapter 1:
It was his mission to find her. They had not heard of any outbursts in weeks. she had obviously reached the age of control.
They had told him she was last seen in mexico. “Thats not broad at all” He had thought to himself. Better yet she had obviously moved.
He had his ears open for any talk of a girl with strange abilities, listening to all conversation mentioning odd things.#TwitterFiction
It took a while but he found a trail of strained conversations that had been repeated too many times. “Finally getting somewhere”. He thought.
Another five days and the conversation was not so strained. “Yeah she dove in front of the car and saved the child”. He had overheard.
After asking around he was rewarded by a conversation with a woman. “Your her brother? And here she was saying she had no one”.
“As far as she knows thats true” He gave a made up past, which softened her up. “Well then she, was heading south. Hope you find her”.
“Thank you” He said and left the woman had housed the girl for a few days, great luck he might be able to wrap this thing up within the week.
He soon found he would have to move faster. She made the news and there was sure to be others after her, now hot on her trail.
She had laid low after the news, this was smart but irritating, it meant he would have to do a lot of guesswork on where to go.#vss
Two week and she was already past the mexican border. she had left a few subtle hints and he tracked them down like a wolfhound.
Four more days and he was in Venezuela, this was where the trail went cold. there was no longer any mention of a girl doing strange things.
After two sleepless nights he finally made some progress, and it didnt bode well. He was told others were asking for that girl as well.
He pursued the the information on the others who were looking for the girl until he caught up with one of the men asking the questions.#vss
He was a tall caucasian male with a well groomed Texan accent, the man had a tattoo of a dove flying through burning tree. He was Trazarc.
He followed the man to Maracibo. There the man had met up with three other men at a bar all as big and well built as himself.
He walked in, found a table close to them and listened to what they had to say. “Where did you say you were visiting from”. #TwitterFiction
It was a decoy conversation, he immediately looked for another way they were communicating. He found it, their feet tapped the ground.
Focusing on the tapping he started to make out there code. This was never one of his strong suits, he could only make out parts of code it.
“Shes here, I’ll go after her. I have been...(followed) you two take...(him) we’ll go after her” That was enough for him. He went to get up.
There was a whistle in the air, He spun out of his chair and caught a mans wrist, a knife in his hands the blade inches from his face.#vss
This was unexpected,he immediately adjusting to the seen.The one with the knife was the largest of the three. The next had a gun.
The other two men were heading for the back door. which was in mid swing, blond hair disappearing through it.#TwitterFiction
Without any more hesitation, he twisted the man's wrist, straightening his arm. With a quick deliberate motion he brought his elbow down.
There was the unmistakable snap of bones. The other man shot, but not before he had pulled the man in front of him.#TwitterFiction
With a swift motion he took three rotating steps and jumped. He spun and hit the man on the shoulder. It collapsed without resistance.
He landed and turned. The door was swinging the other way. A mans heel disappearing through it. He took off in chase.#vss
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Stephanie heard the commotion and ran. She couldnt risk getting involved with another incident and having the police looking for her.#TwitterFiction
Looking behind her she saw two men pursuing her. They were making a mistake, she had to get away before they got hurt.#vss
She led them through a series of back alleys and dark streets until she finally lost them by hiding behind a dumpster.#TwitterFiction
After hearing their footsteps fade, she crept along the wall to the opposite corner, she slipped around it and bumped into a young man.
“I know this is sudden but im here to hel...your beautiful” he said. a little caught off guard. She didnt waste the moment and punched.
She hit him right on the side of his mouth. he faltered and she took another shot raising her leg up straight between his legs.#TwitterFiction
She was rewarded with a severe pain in stabbing into her foot. She withdrew her leg and everything went fuzzy and she fell.#TwitterFiction
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He followed them on the roofs, and watched her duck behind a dumpster. He climbed down a building next to the alley.#TwitterFiction
He had just made it to the corner when she turned it and bumped into him.#TwitterFiction
Reacting quickly he said “I know this is sudden but im here to hel...” He could not finish his
sentence. Her ora was amazing.#TwitterFiction
The next thing he said came as a surprise to himself. “Your beautiful”. dazed by her light he did not see the punch coming.#TwitterFiction
He was hit across the mouth. Startled, he did not see her kick, therefor unable to prevent her from hitting his concealed dagger.
She dropped quickly, he just managed to catch her. He reach inside his pocket, the dagger was poisoned he had to to get the antidote.
He pulled it out and rubbed the gel on her foot before any real damage was done. It was a good thing she was wearing sandals.#TwitterFiction
He looked around. There would be sure to be people searching this place soon, time to go, he would find a place to spend the night.
Chapter 2:
“Can I come out” he heard her say from inside the closet. He open the door and held out his hand. #TwitterFiction
With a deep breath she calmed herself and said “listen I’ll cooperate, but I want answers” . he smiled at her. #TwitterFiction
“Kidnapped and still trying to negotiate”. he thought to himself. He looked at her red face and said, “Ok what do you want to know”?
Tuesday 27 November 2012
Ideas
One of the hardest things to do is come up with a new idea, but once you have one you will never want to put it down. That is why I have a challenge every time I put my heart into something, because once its there I don't want to take it out
Saturday 24 November 2012
The beauty of Canada
You know what I love about Canadians, they will stick to the things they love even when times are hard.
Monday 19 November 2012
Writing Reflection #9
Twitter fiction
I currently have twenty three posts on my twitter fiction so i am very close to it being finished, the twitter fiction that is, the story goes on for much much longer. I am probably going to wind up cutting the so of the tweets I have written down out because it is only a rough draft and I am looking to improve anything possible. The type of story I chose was a short story, unfortunately I brain stormed it and added a lot more to it then I will be able to post on twitter fiction, so I will be trying to write a few chapters and then collapsing them for the sake of being within my limits. I chose to do a short story not because I didn't like the the other two options, but rather because of how much I like extended versions of things. Having an idea and keeping it from its full potential does not feel right to me, so I always wind up thinking further up the lane then I initially intended. Right now I currently still need to add the "so what" and the pics that will be going along with my twitter feed. I will be getting to them soon, they are just not my main priority right now. I have achieved building t characters. Although right now I am keeping them in the dark as much as possible, but i do need to identify them soon as to not bore the readers. Right m only question is how i am going to manage cropping the story down, but I think i will be able to do it.
Monday 5 November 2012
Reading Reflection #8
Reading Reflection #8
book: Dragon Rider
author: Cornella Funke
pages: 1-53
Although I am a big fan of fantasy novels, I must say that this book just did not cut it for me. From the moment I started reading I could tell that the reading level was for a far younger audience.
I found it odd how the language was being used to describe such simple thing as a very flustered rat, who told the dragons that humans would come. The way she was being described was something that I found really obnoxious, and it was that that made me realize the book was not focusing on my age group. After the realization that the book was for a younger audience I was no longer annoyed with the story but rather bored. Even though I am a fan of this type of story, it could not keep my attention.
I did find it interesting to read something for younger people, it showed me just how much my taste has changed, and how something that might have interested me while I was younger will now bother and bore me.
The reason for the story being so boring was a mix of things. One of the big ones was that it was extremely predictable. I knew everything that was going to happen long before it came to it, this is also the main reason that I will not be continuing this book, but the use of language in describing things just really did not give the urge to read on. A line that bothered me in this story was that "humans have ice that never melts" this would not be so bad if the author was trying to show the magical creatures negligence for the man kind, but it is then followed up by how they know what a machine is. It was things like this that also showed me that a group of kids could better understand the story by referring it to things that they know, but I was thoroughly put off the rest of the story, and i could make a full judgement right then and there that I could not read the book.
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