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Old 2008-05-12, 17:46   Link #1
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The Creative Writing Thread (All writers come all!)

Well, I was looking through the forums in general chat and I saw the typical forum type threads, but nothing on creative writing! I myself am a huge writer, I write alot of poems in my free time, so I thought, after reading other people's posts that there are a bunch of others who love writing as well. So ya, it can be stories, quotes, poems, any of your own original work! Here is something I wrote a few months ago.

Everything I do,
Every step forward, in silent remorse,
Is watched, is stalked, is seen

Fighting in an endless air of nothingness,
I am held between pews of candle lit expectation,
Silently humming, I madly sway

Corners cut the calm in my mind,
My soul is running awry,
I cannot find the centre of my being

It is gone, it seems,
Off balance,
It is frightening

It seems hope is overrated,
Love is but a sham,
Everything in this world

Is held between my hands,
Yet I cannot grip it,
That of which I must grip

Slipping, sliding, twisting,
My sanity falls through,
Accompanying my sins

Constrained, withheld,
Loneliness,
Of which I thought I had once left

But alas, ‘tis was a lie as well,
It seems everything regarding,
is it.

*PS, this isn't about me, it is about a friend of mine going through some things, ya I was inspired XD
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Old 2008-05-12, 20:13   Link #2
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I can write, but I have the attention span of a goat. Unless it's a really good day, nearly anything I try to write seriously winds up degenerating into total madness within a few paragraphs.

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A chill filled the night air, and the bare trees swayed noiselessly in its rhythm. Spheres of light interspersed the line of houses, but their orange glow offered no warmth.

The cold gnawed at his ears and fingers; sleep hung on his eyelids. Darkness folded inward on him. The world seemed bent on ejecting his irregularity, and he was not particularly enthused to resist.

"I feel like shit."

He held up his hand to block the wind as he lit the cigarette dangling from his lips. The flame from the match warmed his face, offering him a momentary pleasure. His pupils dilated in spite of its light.

Dark, unkempt hair swung hapazardly over sunken eyes and sallow features. Stubble lined his cheeks.

He shook out the match and flicked it out into the road. This was literally nothing to him, a motion he had had many opportunities to practice, and he executed it with a certain aesthetic grace that would likely be spoiled by any awareness of it. Tendrils of smoke flowered from his nostrils as he seated himself on a nearby wooden bench.

This wooden bench was smooth and hard; made of wood, as it so happened. He leaned down and took a deep sniff. Pine, probably a couple decades old. Yes, this was a good bench. A very good bench indeed. He began to unzip his pants.
lol i dunno man
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Old 2008-05-13, 10:18   Link #3
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I can write, but I have the attention span of a goat. Unless it's a really good day, nearly anything I try to write seriously winds up degenerating into total madness within a few paragraphs.

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A chill filled the night air, and the bare trees swayed noiselessly in its rhythm. Spheres of light interspersed the line of houses, but their orange glow offered no warmth.

The cold gnawed at his ears and fingers; sleep hung on his eyelids. Darkness folded inward on him. The world seemed bent on ejecting his irregularity, and he was not particularly enthused to resist.

"I feel like shit."

He held up his hand to block the wind as he lit the cigarette dangling from his lips. The flame from the match warmed his face, offering him a momentary pleasure. His pupils dilated in spite of its light.

Dark, unkempt hair swung hapazardly over sunken eyes and sallow features. Stubble lined his cheeks.

He shook out the match and flicked it out into the road. This was literally nothing to him, a motion he had had many opportunities to practice, and he executed it with a certain aesthetic grace that would likely be spoiled by any awareness of it. Tendrils of smoke flowered from his nostrils as he seated himself on a nearby wooden bench.

This wooden bench was smooth and hard; made of wood, as it so happened. He leaned down and took a deep sniff. Pine, probably a couple decades old. Yes, this was a good bench. A very good bench indeed. He began to unzip his pants.
lol i dunno man
You seriously write really well, I was so into it lol then "He unzipped his pants" bit caught me by surprise lmao...WELL then XD
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Old 2008-05-13, 11:25   Link #4
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Very nice poem, zetsubousensei! I used to try fidgeting with poems but they never turned out better than slop, so I gave up. I write prose instead, which I find much easier. ^.^

I like the idea of this thread. You can find a few fanfiction threads in some of the fandom forums, but there are hardly any posts for general writing even in the Creative Section.

And err, well, I don't have a lot of material to offer that'll be a suitable length (not to mention quality)...so I wonder if posting a snippet of a short-story would be acceptable?

Title is "Saigo no Kiss" (English: "A Last Kiss"). I wrote it for the Pan-Asian Animax Awards last year, but it didn't get very far at all. If anyone's interested, toxic trance (a fellow member of our MASK team) did a few illustrations, which you can find in this thread <-- (should be under the section of "Our Manga")

So, after rambling on, here's a quick story outline:
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...and then finally, the little snippet:
Spoiler for "Saigo no Kiss" snippet:


Hope you didn't dislike! Concrit is always helpful ^_^
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Old 2008-05-13, 11:32   Link #5
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Whoa. In a thousand years, I never thought I'd find a thread for creative writing/ poetry/ creative prose. Zetsubousensei, thanks for starting this. Perhaps now I can post original stuff on the forums too.

But first, some poetry. Don't like to double-post, but this is unfortunately one of the better ones this year. It's fan-poetry, written from the events in Norihiro Yagi's Claymore manga, chapter 66.

Last Supper

When the appointed hour had come
they gathered together in the upper floor,
making ready the passing over into night.
And they sat: not just the twelve, but twenty-four,

neither apostle or apostate. And their leader –
who would have it that no one would die – said:
“Here I dine with you before we all suffer.”
But she did not eat or break bread.

No symbol for remembrance, just: “Sorry, I know, I’m
sacrificing many so only a few will survive.”
But she did not utter a prayer,
she did not pour, taste or pass the wine.

No need for bread to give thanks for – just the
shadow of many wrecked bodies to come.
No wine to relieve their sorrows – only
definite shedding of innocent blood.

Soon they would climb their Golgotha:
the darkest, yet the only path they could take.
No need for Judas to dip his hand with them
into the dish – for they had already been betrayed.

And the leader looked upon these faces,
a room untouched by even the smallest hope.
No heavenly kingdom loomed near,
but only this – and she spoke:

“This is your pill. Take half, eat and
suppress your will. It should be all you need.
Now, remember what we need to do and,
God willing, through this death, we might find a way to live.”


Appreciate the opportunity to post, & looking forward to read more of everyone else's works
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Doesn't this thread belong in the fan creations sub-forum instead?

I may be a professional writer, but I focus on non-fiction. I realised long ago that convincing fiction is a lot harder to write than I anticipated. I lack the imagination and life experience to paint a picture with words. My mind may be a wilderness of dots waiting to be connected, but it takes inspiration to create a living tapestry of characters. Inspiration, unfortunately, is fleeting.

For what it is worth, here are two stabs at fan-fiction I tried long ago (I posted the second one in AnimeSuki some time ago in another thread - re-posting here for continuity's sake).

Three Nations: Prologue
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Aubrien d'Avignon studied them with a stony gaze. They were offering up the scrawny boy, who had probably seen no more five winters, for adoption. He had not expected to be found. Little more expectation to be thus disturbed. He noticed that the boy's attention was drawn to his small collection of books, gathering dust in one corner of his draughty hut.

"Can you read, boy?" he asked. The young child immediately straightened his back, and turned to face the stern looking elvaan. His eyes were bright, not with fear, but with barely contained excitement. "My name is Lanni, sir. Yes, I can read, a little," he replied.

Aubrien thought to himself. "Your life, should you choose to join me, will be no easier than it is for you now. You have a family, brothers and sisters to play with. Why would you wish to leave them?"

A look of pain flashed briefly across Lanni's eyes. "I have no brothers or sisters, sir. My baby sister died, just this Yuletide past." Across the makeshift table, Lanni's parents bowed their heads even lower. The grief was still too fresh.

An awkward silence. "Quadavs?" Aubrien asked, directing the question to Lanni's parents. Despite the demise of the Shadow Lord, hordes of beastmen still roamed openly across the country. Exhausted from the long years of war, no one had any strength left to drive the beastmen away. It was not unknown for the occasional band of quadav warriors to ravage the scattered communities that were struggling to rebuild their meagre lives.

"Hunger, sir. My sister died of hunger. We have barely enough grain to last a week."

"Lanni! Watch your tongue, you fool!" Lanni's father quickly shot back.

"Nay, it's alright," Aubrien replied. He studied the boy closely now. Lanni had shown a maturity beyond his slender years. "You look strong enough to wield a sword. Why would you choose to study under me instead?"

A fresh look of determination came to Lanni's face, as he blinked angry tears away. "Pen and sword in accord, sir. If you would teach me, I wish to learn them both, from you."

Aubrien chuckled. The boy had potential! The fire in his eyes - how long has it been since he has seen such honest desire?

"Altana works in strange ways," the old knight smiled to himself. "Is this to be my redemption, Odessa? Well, if he is willing to learn, then teach him I shall."



Lanni watched as his parents descended the hill, down the barely discernable path between the rocks. The sun was beginning to set, casting a pink glow across the darkening sky. Aubrien stood behind him, not far from the open door of the ramshackle hut.

That was to be his new home. Now, as the full weight of the day's events began to sink in, Lanni shivered momentarily at the realisation that he was alone, more than he had ever been in his young life.

"There was once an enchanted glade in ancient Ronfaure known as Ithilien Forest. It was a place of rest and contemplation, where the gods themselves would go to read and study, and take a break from their heavenly chores," Aubrien mused aloud. "If you are to become my charge, your present name simply will not do. Henceforth, you shall be known as Islien. Study your lessons well, young Islien, and grow up to be a fine man." With those words, Aubrien turned and returned to his hut. The door was left open.

The boy smiled. Islien. I like the name, he thought to himself. He gave his parents a final parting look, and turned away to follow his new master, towards a new life, a new destiny…
Chapter One: Scene One
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“It’s been a while. Where have you been?”

A huge figure emerged from the shadows. Aubrien was tall by elvaan standards, but even he was short compared to the massive galka that now loomed a full head over him. He was clad head-to-toe in heavy plate armour so black that it seemed to draw in all visible light.

Aubrien could feel the shivers crawling down his spine. Even to this day, there are few in Vana’diel who could stand in the presence of the Dark Knight without having to suppress a shudder.

Zeid did not answer Aubrien’s question immediately. He looked down the hillside, watching silently as Islien made his way towards Bastok with his meagre belongings.

“I thought you no longer took any disciples,” he grunted.

“That’s true. But Islien is not my disciple. He’s my son.”

Zeid turned to face Aubrien with a quizzical look.

“I adopted him, fifteen winters ago. You came all the way just to check on my family affairs?”

“Hrmph. I was on my way to Korroloka Tunnel. I happened to be passing by.”

“Oh?” mused Aubrien. “How long has it been, Zeid? Twenty years? I heard that you’ve left the Mythril Musketeers. What brings you back to Bastok?”

Once again, the questions were met with stony silence. Zeid was never much of a conversationalist, Aubrien smiled to himself. Which was just as well. He preferred silence. After all that he had experienced in his life, he could do with a bit of quiet. There had been enough action in his life. Enough bloodshed.

For an old warrior like him, the peace of Gustaberg’s hills suited him just fine.

“Well, you’re here. You might as well come in for some tea. Islien brewed it just before he left.” Aubrien turned to return to his hut without bothering to wait for Zeid’s reply.

“Something’s stirring, my friend. I don’t know what it is yet, but it feels…ancient. I haven’t felt anything like it since Zvahl.”

Aubrien stopped at the mention of that word. Zvahl. The black citadel of the North. Where the Shadow Lord had been vanquished, twenty years ago.

“Why come to Bastok then? Shouldn’t you be investigating the Northlands instead?”

“I already have. Xarcabard remains the icy wasteland that it’s always been. There’s nothing there. No, something is stirring here, in the south. There’s something I need to investigate in Kuzotz.”

The ancient homeland of the galkan race, mused Aburien. “That’s why you’re heading for Korroloka? You do realise that the humes have sealed the entrance to the tunnel?”

A look of amusement passed momentarily across Zeid’s face. “Who do you think you’re talking to, my old friend? I am Galka. I will go wherever I choose to go. No hume can stop me.”
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I may be a professional writer, but I focus on non-fiction. I realised long ago that convincing fiction is a lot harder to write than I anticipated. I lack the imagination and life experience to paint a picture with words. My mind may be a wilderness of dots waiting to be connected, but it takes inspiration to create a living tapestry of characters. Inspiration, unfortunately, is fleeting.

For what it is worth, here are two stabs at fan-fiction I tried long ago (I posted the second one in AnimeSuki some time ago in another thread - re-posting here for continuity's sake).
It's a decent introduction. Although I'm not really sure what fandom/ genre it belongs to, you've written enough to let it stand alone.

I wrote original fiction some time back too, but I think you need some big/ traumatic/ significant experience to sustain the effort of writing an original story. I find fanfiction is much easier to write: I just put all the usual everyday experiences into a context, with already available characters. Of course, fanfiction always depends on interest towards the fandom; when interest dies, so does the fanfiction.

I counter fleeting inspiration by writing short stories & standalone poetry. Whatever inspiration that happened is just contained within that 1 piece alone. Not very creative, but efficient at least.
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I find fanfiction is much easier to write:
Most definitely. And in addition to what you mentioned, in fanfiction, the fandom you write about already gives you all the background information you need about setting, timeline, and so on. I find that the most difficult part of writing original stories.

Then again, the feeling of accomplishment after finishing an original piece far surpasses that of fanfiction. Well, not that I can say much...I keep starting stories but never manage to finish the majority of them
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Shouldn't this be in Fan Creations?

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Well... it's debatable. Personally I consider fanfiction a worthless endeavor overall. There are very few examples that contradict the "fanfiction sucks" rule in my mind, examples like Studio Kimigabuchi's RETAKE doujin series based on NGE. But then again, the ratio of worthless vs worthwhile fanfiction I've seen tends to infinite.

In any case, we also have to accept that every work of art, even fiction, is derivative. Whether you want it or not, the experiences you've gone through and the art you've been exposed to affect the final outcome in a very strong manner. So I don't know how much "creative" is fiction when opposed to fanfiction.

Though there surely is a lot of crap in fanfiction. Certainly, they're easier to do, but that doesn't mean it's impossible to get something fresh and original like RETAKE.

(PS: To anyone who's seen NGE and hasn't read that doujin series, by all means do so, even if you aren't into doujins. It has very, very few sex scenes--there are like five 60 to 200-page volumes and only a handful of them are dedicated to porn... and the best part of it is that the actual scenes make sense within the context).

Now, as for myself, I used to write quite a bit when I was a kid, but I suddenly lost inspiration. I was asked to write a couple of short descriptions for my English classes at my university last year, and I was very proud of the outcome... except that I can't find the damn pages. I guess I'll try to recreate them from memory and post them here when I feel like it.
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Well... it's debatable. Personally I consider fanfiction a worthless endeavor overall. There are very few examples that contradict the "fanfiction sucks" rule in my mind, examples like Studio Kimigabuchi's RETAKE doujin series based on NGE. But then again, the ratio of worthless vs worthwhile fanfiction I've seen tends to infinite.

I wonder...I think there's a difference between fanfiction and doujinshi. This is just my personal opinion, but I've always thought that doujinshi tend to focus more on art (and in some cases, r-rated scenes that don't appear in the canon) rather than story. Fanfiction on the other hand, is more focused on plot and/or character developement.

While it's very true that there are quite a lot of bad fanfiction on the net, I don't think fanfiction writing in general is worthless. It's like art...amateur artists don't go off and start drawing original works when they've never drawn a picture before. They take an example and try to copy it, and by repeatedly doing so, they try to improve. Same with writing and fanfiction.

...no?
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I wonder...I think there's a difference between fanfiction and doujinshi. This is just my personal opinion, but I've always thought that doujinshi tend to focus more on art (and in some cases, r-rated scenes that don't appear in the canon) rather than story. Fanfiction on the other hand, is more focused on plot and/or character developement.
That's why I pointed out RETAKE.

Doujinshi, for the most part, it's done as a way for amateur manga artists to make a couple of bucks. Most of them don't care much about what they're doing, and they throw in sex because that's what the doujinshi-buying fandom wants. However, from time to time there are these odd doujins where you can find that, surprisingly, the whole thing doesn't just amount to sex between two already-established characters. You can find that, actually, the guy that did it put a lot of effort in presenting the already-established characters in a new fashion, and that some heavy thinking went into the writing. And RETAKE is the best example of the bunch. It attempts to present an alternative ending to the NGE series--something that I'm sure was tried countless times in the realm of fanfiction--but it does it amazingly well. Much better than the official crap we got from Hayashi Fumino (Iron Maiden the 2nd, known as Angelic Days in the US), that's for sure. It's a sort of proof that fanfiction, even though it mostly sucks and it will always suck in my mind, still has the potential within it.

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While it's very true that there are quite a lot of bad fanfiction on the net, I don't think fanfiction writing in general is worthless. It's like art...amateur artists don't go off and start drawing original works when they've never drawn a picture before. They take an example and try to copy it, and by repeatedly doing so, they try to improve. Same with writing and fanfiction.
That's why I said that all art is derivative
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True...true...Agreed ^_^

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Much better than the official crap we got from Hayashi Fumino (Iron Maiden the 2nd, known as Angelic Days in the US), that's for sure.
lol. I agree with that too. Sometimes, I find that fan pieces are better than the original. Maybe there's something just wrong with me, though. ^^;
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Shouldn't this be in Fan Creations?
Yes it should be there.

Then again, I dont think it would be such a bad idea to leave it here for a couple of days; If only to give the thread more exposure ( and a few loyal posters along the way). >_<!

Writting threads always have it hard in Fan Creations, and it would take little time before such a thread is buried and forgotten there.
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Yes it should be there.

Then again, I dont think it would be such a bad idea to leave it here for a couple of days; If only to give the thread more exposure ( and a few loyal posters along the way). >_<!

Writting threads always have it hard in Fan Creations, and it would take little time before such a thread is buried and forgotten there.
Ah, sorryyy, I'm still getting used to navigating around the forums here! Well it would suck if this thread were buried and forgotten, I know lots of people here from reading have a lot of talent writing, it can be a fun thread if, like you say, there would be some loyal posters!

I pray upon a hushed step,
A darkened pew,
To flow

Wrinkled desire,
Grown old and forgotten,
Is still lingering slowly with mold

Erasing the times,
A crooked memory in my mind,
Straighten it, I must straighten!

For every hollow step,
That is so tainted with crimson,
Is echoing of sins, bleeding

Humbly I sit,
Under judging eyes,
These tears that drop are so pungent

Rage! Lust! Treason!
Still humming to me,
A lullaby, so sweet and enchanting

She had cheated,
I had wept,
Her crimson tears had trickled

She had gauged her eyes,
I couldn't help but smile,
Her pale form was a piece of beauty

Now time has shaken,
My dark soul is awakened
Bloody, my hands are still bloody.

Whoa....ya I decided to write about about a man who stabs his wife after she cheats on him. He gets angry, and kills her, I wanted to show the maniac side of him, I hope I did that properly. I don't think it's blatantly obvious so I thought I should just state it here. Ya, it's a pretty dark piece even I have to say so myself.
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Whoa....ya I decided to write about about a man who stabs his wife after she cheats on him. He gets angry, and kills her, I wanted to show the maniac side of him, I hope I did that properly. I don't think it's blatantly obvious so I thought I should just state it here. Ya, it's a pretty dark piece even I have to say so myself.
Give it title !

Also I can see where you're getting at. But is it possible not to mention that line "she had cheated/ I had wept". It sort of takes away the suspense from what your narrator is doing. It might be more exciting if we didn't know what the poor guy's motivations were.
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this is something i wrote but it isn't very good but....

farewell

in 17 \12\1999 at 8:00 am in a small town called Mamba. Allen a 13 years old young man was sleeping on his bed when his cat pipo came. pipo began to lick allen's face until he woke up. Allen got up and looked at pipo and smiled. pipo lied down on allen's bed and didn't move. allen ate hes breakfast and then went to school. after the school ended, Allen returned home he was happy becuse he will play with pipo in the park. Allen arrived home and ran as fast as he could to his room to take pipo and go to the park. he shaked pipo to wake him up as always but this time was diffrent becuse pipo didn't move.
Allen tried again but there was no responed from pipo. tears began to fall from allen's eyes becuse his thought that pipo is dead.
" NO HE ISN'T DEAD . I MUST THINK POSITIVE" Allen screamed at himself.
he took pipo who was dead and very cold like an ice and went to Dr.Clark's clinc ( Dr.Clark was the best pet doctor in town he was an 50 year old man who lives in an apartment above his clinic. )
Dr.Clark took pipo and went to his office to examine him. after five minutes Dr.Clark came out and his eyes are felled with tears.
Allen: whats wrong with pipo?
Dr.Clark: i am sorry but...
Allen:NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.and began to cry. his tears falls like how the rain falls in a strom.
pipo was my best friend. he was the only one who understands me.Allen said that to Dr.Clark.
Dr.Clark: i am sure he was. Allen listen to me pipo isn't dead.he is alive.
Allen: what? but you just said that he died.
Dr.Clark: yes he is dead.
Allen: how can he be dead and alive at the same time?
Dr.Clark: you see pipo in this world pipo is dead. and at the same time he is alive in here ( Dr.Clark pointed at Allen's heart )
Allen: i don't understand.
Dr.Clark: when you love someone he becomes part of your heart. in that part all the good memories about him are saved in there. he will always be alive inside there as long as you remember him he will live.
Allen puts his hand on his heart and feels his heart pulse. and then he smiled and thanked Dr.Clark.
in 31\12\1999 at 11:00 pm Allen was walking in the park. while was he walking he saw his cat pipo sitting and he was looking at him.
Allen was shocked of what he saw he didn't move he just stood there and watched pipo until it became 12:00 am.
at 12:00 am pipo smiled and said happy new year and then he vanished.
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Well, I'm working on a story right now. Actually, several, though I am not sure if they are any good or not.

Well, you read the prologue and tell me. Unfortunately I don't have more than the Prologue and First Chapter finished, but oh well.

Spoiler for The Mystic Emblem: Prologue:


I think it needs some reworkings and editting, but it's what I have so far. I hope you guys enjoyed it. I have two more stories in the works, if anyone at all care to read them. One's a Star Wars fanfiction, though. From WanderingKnight's comment, I dunno if anyone's gonna like it.
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Old 2008-05-15, 22:44   Link #18
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It's not bad actually. Don't mind WanderingKnight (even though I largely agree with him). Everyone has to start somewhere, including writers.

You migt want to touch up paragraphs nine to 13. A bit too much repetition of "He". You might also want to tone down the exposition to sharpen the pace. Is there a reason for your characters to use "ye olde English"? Using archaic phrases such as "thou", "hast" and so on has the tendency of making speech sound stilted and artificial, unless that is your intended effect.

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I wrote original fiction some time back too, but I think you need some big/ traumatic/ significant experience to sustain the effort of writing an original story.
Nah, I don't necessarily agree. Writers don't need to have a traumatic past to become effective. If everything were based on first-hand experience, we wouldn't have fantasy or science fiction stories! Where experience fails, there is imagination.

Writers do, on the other hand, need to be very perceptive, just like painters or musicians. We need to see the extraordinary within the ordinary and find the words to describe it. When meeting or talking to people, we need to read between the lines, to hear what people are saying without a single word.

Most of us go through life without noticing these things. We look but do not see, listen but do not hear, touch but do not feel. Everyone has a story to tell. However, not everyone can find the right words. That's where writers come in. But first, we need to learn to listen, see and feel.

What we write needs to matter to someone else. The story needs to speak to someone. We're not writing a story. We're having a conversation with a reader we do not know. It's the toughest conversation anyone could have.

Every writer has to discover his own art. But the craft of writing can be mastered with practise. I'm content to focus on that for now. The stories will come later.

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Old 2008-05-15, 22:55   Link #19
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From WanderingKnight's comment, I dunno if anyone's gonna like it.
Hey, what applies to me does not necessarily apply to everyone else. That's the beauty of art. And I'm not saying I'm a master writer or something of the sort... in fact, quite the contraire.

The fact that I don't like most of fanfiction must not stop you from producing it. As long as there is one person that enjoys it, such a genre deserves to exist and to have artists delving into it.
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Old 2008-05-16, 11:30   Link #20
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Ah...reading the word 'prologue' reminded me that I wrote one as well a few months ago...completely forgot about it.

@Spectacular_Insanity --> interesting concept! I especially think the prophecy lines were well written. Keep it up ^_^

Anyways, here's a second (excuse of a) contribution to this thread: A prologue from a half written story that still doesn't have a title.

Spoiler for Prologue:
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