A poem I wrote for James Bowers' Death Knocks project. Took a bit of tweaking to get it how I want it... but I'm more or less proud with the finished product.
New stuff on my dad and my feelings... hell, if I can't deal with it, I write it. So shut up and read. (Warning, foul language)
Romance... I've never been very good at writing it, I fear. My internal monitor has a low tolerance for it, though perhaps this simply means that I am a sap and heart and trying to fight it, who knows. Stories with 'story book romances' tend to annoy me. I do like unusual love stories, though, especially when they are only a single part of a greater tale and yet manage to hold their own. I also love the ever-so-rare and elusive platonic loves, but that has little to do with the following. This is a romance, or a piece of one at any rate. Most romances center around two people meeting and falling in love. This is a bit different. There is also a lot of background that has been left out intentionally. This makes the tale very experimental, and yet I hope it works. Critiques and suggestions are very welcome.Yes, Em, I wrote this for you. Yes, it is about the Sparrow you know.
If anyone was wondering why, exactly, Millace is such a sarcastic jerk when he meets Securen, (no, believe it or not, it's not genetic), this is the beginning of the answer. If anyone has no idea who Millace is, I suppose it doesn't matter much. This, is for my friend Brandi, and excelent writer in her own right who has a fondness for Millace that matches even my own.Post Scriptum: Clan of the Owl, the tale in which Securen and Millace appear, is currently down for repairs. I am leaving this up because I consider it interesting in its own right, if depressing.
A story of how triumphing together over adversity isn't always exactly a good thing.
Good old martial arts fantasy! I've never done one of these before. Hope its not too stereotypical. Magic is more than just wizards: it's chi.
Alvarien comes back to her father (Moradh) and a happy reuinion ensues... blah blah blah.
A tale of werewolves, vampires, and something the world has never seen before... The continuing adventures of Devon and Red's endless sarcasm. I really like using sound and thoughts in this story. Could it possibly serve a unique literary purpose? Probably not. Oh yes, most blood and gore happens behind closed doors or off page, but that doesn't mean you don't see it. You have been WARNED!!! Enjoy.
I don't exactly know where this one spawned from, except that I first thought of this (very randomly) while some of my friends were talking about a certain Australian crocodile hunter who seems to love wrestling and poking potentially dangerous and sometimes venemous reptiles (though that has nothing to do with this particular story). Enjoy!
firstly, i changed the title in hopes that it might be put in the correct order. sorry for confusion. now, this is set in europe, but other than that, nothing is like it is now. all characters and incidents are fictional.
In my integrated studies course we had to write a letter to someone special that was about one moment in our life. This letter means a lot to me and was very hard to write.
Not sure what to say about this one...I wrote it for a contest, and it had to be less than 1,000 words, which was HARD. It's not my favorite, I've gotten better since I wrote it, but it's still a nice little story.
This story was inspired by a song, 'Undead son' by the finnish metal band Tarot from their last album ' suffer our pleasures' If you like true metal it's a must. The essence of this story is that a hero is someone who does what he has to do no matter if he is scared and confused. It turned out to be a rather dark and ' gothic' story. Perhaps even too dark in a way, but it almost wrote itself. Just as with the story ' Between fire and ice' it is a little linked to the novels i am writing on. Enjoy!
Story ~ Sect 1/?: Aliaya, being forced to get married, flees her home and everything she knows with her dear friend. An unfortunate event, however, seperates them.