Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Creative Writing

            Okay, so awhile back I was assigned the task of making a children's book for Creative Writing. I still have to get it done... And I'm thoroughly stuck. Thing is, it has to have some sort of moral or lesson. And let me tell you, I can't think of crap.
            So it's about Stormy, Frizz, and Miv. That's all I've got. Well, that and two pages. A start. And now I've just sort of gone 'Fuck, what now?' And come to think of it, not all children's books have morals do they? What's the moral of Cat and the Hat? Don't let stray cats into your house ever, probably. Having wild parties when your parents are gone is okay as long as you get rid of all the evidence, maybe. Oh, and something ticked me off when they first assigned it and the teacher showed us a video on making these things in case we couldn't possibly fathom how to write for children. (It's not really rocket science, is it? People read books when they were kids they know what those are like.) 
"To make your book the most appealing to both genders..."
Okay... make it about an animal?
"...make your main character a boy."
I'm sorry, what?
That's the most backwards malarkey I've ever heard
            Okay, so speaking of stories, you remember that boredom-fueled story I mention a billion years ago? No? Well I may be posting it soon. Here's a preview:

                It stared up at me as I raised my weapon. It was deadly, its soulless eyes glistened with false tears and I… I couldn’t do it. About five of them latched onto me at once, and I could feel them sucking the life out of me almost instantly. I felt myself losing consciousness… losing myself.
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How pathetic. They were the size of hamsters. They were pure evil! But they were dang cute. The personification of boredom itself. It just had to touch you to drain you mind and body. It doesn’t let go until there’s nothing left. When they finish, you’d have died of boredom. I had discovered them accidentally, at my sister’s school, and found them nesting in the walls upon our closer inspection. Nobody had actually died yet, but they had spread as far as into the hospital itself. I had learned to hate them with a vengeance, but still couldn’t lay a finger on them.

Looks like that finally came around to bite me. Literally.


            So this will be up on Wattpad as soon as I get this damn thing posted after three goes. I don't care anymore, I doing this thing! I'm making this happen!
T.Y.G.E.R.

2 comments:

  1. Great story....but the children have to be pretty advanced to read some of the words here. Don't get me wrong....like I said, very good story, I'll look around for more of it.

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    1. I assume you meant my Preview for Boredom... that's not specifically a children's story. I did submit that as a Short Story though... funny, I didn't think it was particularly advanced, but thank you very much!

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