The Reading and Writing Club

Club welcome to the all. Fun have here. Hello.

Ehehehehe~ Sorry about that. Just had to say that. Like that. Just 'cuz.
 
Could I join? I have loads of unfinished stories on my computer and more than half are originals. I'm also a poet and write shippy poems yet never have the guts to put them on the net.
Lots of my stories range from ancient Egyptian comedies, witchcraft stories, stories about animals or Native Americans and even stories about the characters in my Pokemon region.
I also love to read. My favorite books must be deep and adventurous with much of every category. I also like reading the posts of the forum *gets slapped by Clair*
 
Well, she sounds good to me. :P Just one question: What is the difference between a predicate and a prefix? :P Just kidding, hiya! I'm the arrogant teenaged writer/poet/editor!
 
Greta said:
This place is for me! I'll join!! My main ambition is to become a journalist and a writer too...I love the thought of being able to express my feelings and point of view through writing. I own a column in the local newspaper at the moment, and I also see some of my articles in some magazines...I guess this is a good start. ^^
Right now I'm writing a book, and after finishing it I'll give to my friends andfamily to read it, I'm working on it for almost 1 year, because I want everything to be perfect in it. After that I'll try to show it somewhere else too. =)
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Wow, Greta... you sound like me a few years ago... ^^; I really need to start writing another novel soon as well... but currently I'm sticking to fanfics and writing a few other things.

Could you perhaps tell us the plot of your novel? =)
 
Originally posted by The Hunk
I am usually inspired in the middle of the night 10 PM to 4 AM
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well, i only get inspired when i feel sad and when the wind is blowin and everything is so silent. and yeah i do feel inspired somewhere in the middle of the afternoon coz its so relaxing here on the phillippines. oh yeah! im done with the poem here it is! its more of a story than a poem but what the heck here:

The start of sadness dawn
it was morning
and my mind was still feeble
the world was still smiling at me
no pains or wounds
can be seen on me
everyday before the start of sadness dawn
my life was perfect

untill came one part of the world
that tried to hurt me
i dont know why but he started acting weird
he hated me so much that i coudnt take it anymore
so i went to ask the world for help
but he ignored me
he said i was a whiner
and i always ask for help
i got angry and i punched him in the face
but the world did not gave up
he swore that he will make my life the worst

and so i saw the dawn staring at me so sadly
that the dawn even ignored everyhting i said
i felt so alone that day
i felt that the world threw me into a dark place
scince then i became alone everyday
everytime i go home, a scar or wound can be seen
i always sleep with tears falling down on my face
i cudnt think about the happy days before the start of sadness dawn
it was clouded by the sadness i felt everyday
i shall regret i ever knew the world
i shall regret the day i ever met them....
how they became my friends...
and so as i leave these last words
the start of sadness dawn will be within my heart...
forever

a little something about the poem: it inspired me to make this poem when i was thinking of when my sadness started. and i figured out that it was from a kid whom i met in 6th grade that i had a little argument. he got hurt and embarassed so bad, that when i became highschool, he became tougher than usuall. i got a bit weak and then i refused to fight back. and then, he had many friends and i only had 2 (besides Witch girl pilar) but i somehow survived and i tried to "fit in" but they wont let me. so until now, i am still trying to fit in. its a bit sad, i gotta say.
 
I suggest you scrap the entire thing and start over. It would be easier than revising.
 
You know what I do when I come across a story that has been brutally abused and is bad to the point that it's almost deleted but just has the perfect plot, story or characters? I open up the file, then open up a new file, hilight the important things in the story I want to keep and I just add them to the new document and work with them.
It works most of the time. When it doesn't, I put the document in the Demon Folder XD
 
hmm....maybe the admant doger has a point. thas okay the hunk, i did made it in a rush so maybe i need to recap a few bits o' that thing. but its gonna take a while. still, i wont give up! oh yeah! im also gonna start writing small and simple love poems soon! i can feel it!
 
smarty_arty said:
I just love love poems they make me want to cry...
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yah! me too i just love em! lol! but the only love poem i ver cried to was a poem of mine that was rudely torn by my classmates really made me cry coz i was inspired that time and...it was kinda sad a bit it was about a girl who lost his boyfriend due to bad habbit-thingy i kinda forgot it was a few months ago. but ill try to make another one......*sigh*
 
man! i just had a rough thursday! man! well im not making too much poetry these days coz i have to prepeare for a role playing next week and the bad part is, my role stinks!
okay heres a just-made 2 poems. the other one is kinda ugly but ill renew it once i get your comments:

Humiliation at the start of fall
The rain began pouring down
my lonliness can be seen anywhere
starting from my accident in the classroom
from the laughing and yelling of the world
saying things im not who i am
they think im a person
i least wanted to be
this has led to me of the thought that
this was no mere bad luck

the leaves of fall showers me
as i walk to the neverending road
where the world never gets tired
where the world never gets tired
of bringing me down
if only i was free to scream at them
to say what i feel to them
to say what i feel to them
i wish that maybe someday
this humiliation will vanish one day
that the world will not tell me what to do

but what am i saying?
it can never happen to a person like me
i can never see the sunshine that i once saw
i will always wonder in the worlds back
never thinking of anything but to live a lonely life

and heres that love poem i did this is the ugly one

Missing You
people all around me
everywhere that i go
they all watch me
like im some kind of show
but i dont mind them
i dont care what they say at me

my world is at end
untill i met you one day
i saw you in a crowd,
and you stand out amongst them
your face can never be replaced by anyone for now
but you where just an image in my head

im alone again
you image is gone
i cant see it anymore
my world is trapped in a cage forever
i try to think of you everynight
but i could find you anymore
your'e lost inside my head
im missing you now
i can see hope through you
i can see my happines through you
but now that your gone
i cant do anything
but to forget you.....
 
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Poetry rocks. I've been trying to get a few of mine published. I actually have a thread in Poetry, check it out if you want. Or, if you're a bum, here's the link: TAD's Poetry Anthology.

Anyways, I'm proud of myself (though my teachers may not be). Today, during classes, I managed to write one short story and two new poems. I'll type 'em up and post 'em soon as I can.
 
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