I got the idea for this story not that long ago.... An example of my furry writing, I have come to like the dark atmopshere that I started this in. The chapters will be posted as I write them. It is a welcome break from The First Alliance, in which I am currently having writer's block. Fustrating.
Okies people..This is not the last story, but now I have writer's block. I have a few ideas, yet I don't know which to chose. I'll post the rest of the story later.
Brea is the new girl, a mountain lion/fox cross with a flare for Medieval style. Will she be accepted into the school of pure bred students?
The Midnight Murderer's legacy lives on in his son, Tarun Delano. Tarun gets the surprise of his life on his 18th birthday when a mysterious black fox shows up, leaving behind a coat and lap top computer. Tarun is forced to make a choice, which choice he will choose is unknown to him. (If you haven't read 'The Midnight Murderer', you may want to read that one first.)
This is the first chapter to a very long story of mine. I never would have been able to get my stories in the right format if it wasn't for my friend Ryan Guzman.
2034 and Five Minutes, both squished together. Uhoh...^_~
Failsafe is an episodic story with anthropomorphic characters, set in Hong Kong thirty two years in the future after a third world war. Failsafe was originally inspired by the anime OVA, Fooly Cooly with influences from the anime Gad Guard, Neon Genesis Evangelion, the ska band Five Iron Frenzy, and some elements of my own life. (all of the episode are in fact named after FIF songs, some loosely based off the lyrics) While far from masterful, I believe Failsafe is my best work to date. I designed the story to play out kind of like a TV series or a graphic novel, with a total of fourteen episodes in the works.
China Mieville inspired, as well as wondering just how far the manipulation of living creatures can be taken. I also wondered how humanity would behave in a world full of magic.
The Birchwood Cub is a bit of an experiment, and is an attempt to write a 'folk-tale' from another culture, in this case the Elfen, the non-human race to which Caeci Wolfsong belongs (see 'Of Mist and Marshlight'). The elfen were created over the course of several years in the 1970s, both as another race of characters in the Dungeons and Dragons games that I played a lot at the time, and later, in my writing, as a useful way of exploring humanity through the eyes of a non-human character. Over the years I created a huge 'back-history' of the elfen culture and mythology, of which this story is a fragment. It is the kind of story that story-tellers have been handing down through the generations in every time and culture. I was very influenced by the tone of old Russian folk-tales when I wrote this short piece, particularly by a small volume of Russian tales for children, told by Alexei Tolstoy and published in the U.K. in the 1940s by George Routledge & Sons.
This is the second of five short stories I had to write for my Creative Writing Workshop class. Our teacher asked us to try something we normally don't use, like a different perspective, voice, etc. I never use the first person except when writing about myself, so that was my different thing. And let me tell you, first person voice is weird. I don't feel like I'm writing the story, but what someone else tells me, word for word. And I kept catching myself using third person while writing this, so I'd have to go back and rewrite segments. So, I think I'll stick with third, much easier and more versatile for me. I don't know how I feel about this story (or STILL how anyone else does, for that matter). I am very unfamiliar with first person, since coincidentally, almost everything I read is in third person, and I don't do that purposefully. So, I can't figure out how to compare it to my other stories. I guess I'll just let readers tell me how it stacks up. Update: 5/6/07 It turned out to be required to revise every we wrote piece in my writing class. So, I had to make some changes here. This one sees mostly corrections, clarifications, and some slight rewordings, nothing major.
Although her mind is preoccupied by worries for the future, Arya is sent once again to work the trade she knows so well. It's just her luck that things don't go according to plan... again.
Weeeeel. This is one of those horrible little things that happen when you have writer's block on a particular story and characters for another story pop into your head. For the past months this little idea in my head's been shrieking 'Write me! Write me *$@~#!!' and I've been saying 'Nooo! Must finish Hunter's Blade.' But hey, tonight I was bored and this just kinda happened. There's a whole 'nother story to go with it - this just being a prologue type thingy set in the past, but that's gonna have to sit in my head and go 'Write me! Write me!' a bit more. Anywaaaaay, this is one hell of a long introduction. Never mind, go on read it.
Brea has been at the new school for two months. Lobo has become her best friend in that time. But can he be more the just a friend? (This is a sequle to 'Brea.' You may want to read that one first.)
This is an experiment for me, I'll be honest. I don't tend to write stuff like this, but it has really caught my imaginataion. This is the story of several anthromorphic characters in a magic-heavy environment. I don't want to give to much away, but it has several threads that I hope to draw together. I don't have an overall plan for how this is going to end, or happen, just what I feel like whan I'm writing. If you have any suggestions about the plot, do mention them, they will be appriciated. Again, any feedback on HOW to write is always appriciated. If any part of this offends, please do contact me and I will endevour to explain myself.
Sequal to chapter one 0.o. Wren stalks into the night, rage bubbling over, seeking vengeance which, coincidentally, is the name of chapter two =P. Enjoy, and review if you have time! Characters: Wren, Dael. first revision ^^
The second chapter of Into the Unknown, a story of love, hate, anger, and all that good stuff. : )