Post Writing

[Korn On A Stik]

If you feel like just pasting your writing onto this thread, be my guest! Just try not to have it too long (please?)!  

[Dred Noboru]

This is something i have written, it may or may not be continued,

Time. He was running out of time. He managed to choke down another pill before he had to roll to the right, and vomit over the side of his bed. He rolled to the other side, and off. He struggled to his feet, using the wall as support, he staggered to where he had pinned the demon to the wall. The marks had spread, from where it had bitten him on the arm, to his shoulder. The limb was covered in a livid, scarlet swirling pattern, constantly shifting, spreading. He knew what he had to do, if he didn't act now he would become one of them, the things that he had sworn to kill. There was no vaccine. The only cure is death. He passed the body of his love, a bite wound on her neck, and a gaping hole in her chest where she had shot herself rather than become a Kitaze. Kitaze... just thinking the name stimulated the virus. It had reached his head now, and he was beginning to hear them. Whispers, evil, worming whispers, whispers of a mind incomprehensible to him. His mind shied away from it, skittering like a horse from a loud noise. Fear and desperation lent him strength as he wrenched his sword from the body of the demon. As it fell, he took a last look the last of his ancient foes, lidless sockets sheltering golden orbs, skin the color of infected flesh covering bony spines and muscles. Well, not quite the last... he thought to himself, readying the sword. Now comes the easy part... Right? he gazed on the remains of his love, supine in death, knowing that they would be together soon.  

[mathwl1020]

NO! DON'T DO IT WHOEVER YOU ARE! lol, just kidding, here's what I wrote:

"So," the old man said to the young mage sitting across the table, "you wish to hear the tale of the dwarven spellsword. You'd best buy us a few more rounds, for the tale is one both long and terrible. It begins with the destruction of the stronghold that was the home of his fore-fathers"

This is the intro to a much longer story, which I am still working on. here is a summary of what I have:

starts with a battle between orcs and dwarves, resulting in the destruction of a dwarven stronghold and forcing the very young dwarf to leave. he then ends up in an elven forest...
and that's all I have so far, it's a work in progress, this is just something that came to me one day at school when I ran out of stuff to read (believe it or not, the last book I read before I came up with this was a starwars book)  

[KuroShii-tan]

This is my little story;

The midnight sky lit up in a flash as the blazing sun inched into view. Alexis Greymore, openned her crystal blue eyes as the sun poured through her window and on the her golden tanned skin.
"Another fun filled day ahead of me," she said then scowled,"Great." She finshed. As she sat up the blanket dropped down showing a blood red silk night gown and her dark brown, wavy hair framed her face and trailed down to the middle of her back. She got up and walked around her room, the walls of a creamy peach color and dark wooded desk sitting just below the window. The light switch flicked on and she went straight to her walk in closet. Alexis through to herself, what should I wear today. I mean what color do I want to wear today? She pulled her hand along the hangers filled with clothes and picked out a v-neck, light blue ank top with two finger inch thick straps. From the bottome rack she grabbed a pair of light blue socks and black leggings. With a dark blue denim skirt to finish it off. She applied a small amount of make-up and hurried down stairs for a quick breakfast. "Where you going in such a hurry princess?" Called Alexis' older brother William, or as she called him 'The king of losersville'. "Nowhere you need to know, loser." She called as he ran at the door and she shut it in his face. "Bye!" She called to the rest of her family and ran to the end of her driveway. On her way out Alexis grbbed her white and blue flats. She slipped her shoes on and ran down the sidewalk crashing right into a boy in all black.

((what Ya'll think?))  

[KuroShii-tan]

((Does anybody like what I wrote? cry ))  

[The Shadow-Star]

Shadow claps for your writing. You seem to know how to describe stuff, and you're not bad at it either. Shadow warns you, though, don't describe stuff too much. You have to find a nice balance. Otherwise it looks as though you've got the skills of a writer. Just keep practicing, and if you're even considering writing an actual story that is made of multiple page chapters [write a book or book-sized story, I mean] then you must never forget that your largest challenge lies ahead of you. I am speaking from personal experience. In my head I have many stories started, with plots and characters and conflict. I even have one completely done, but not a word in type. It is a vicious circle. If you can type you have nothing to write about. If you have something you need to put down, you can't write at the moment. In my opinion, the harder of the two [thinking and writing] is writing, because in your head it is so much simpler. When writing, it gets bigger, scarier, and longer. More detail here, a side plot there, another character and an extra adventure to fill in the gaps. I've actually been intimidated by my own work and had to leave my computer to gather my courage once more.

Now that I'm done ranting, I'll sum it all up for you, Miss Kiss. You can do it if you try. Write what you think, then re-read, edit, and repeat. Be confident in your work. Writing might not be as visually appealing as a picture or photograph, but it paints a picture as vibrant if well written. Never give up! I hope this helped your heart a little; I know I'm always fishing for compliments about my writing, since I'm terribly self-conscious about it.

Speaking of my work, follow the link in my siggy to find what I'm working on right now. Well, not right now. I should be, but I haven't started the next part, and the last one was done...oh, about a month ago? I could use some encouragement. I warn you, though. It's LONG. Go get a drink or a snack, because unless you're a speed reader or get bored and stop, you'll be there for a little while.