I going to try and post a writing a prompt every few days. It would help me think up new ideas. The focus is clearly not grammar or sentence structure. This prompt came from ‘Give a Prompt, Take a Prompt’
They stood together, hand in hand, and watched the world burn. He knew he had to get her out of here, but his legs would not obey him. A few meters away the fire was eating up everything he has ever known. Once the fire burned down there would be nothing left. He started tugging at her had trying to do something. She did not respond. The fire started spreading their way, eating up everything in front of it. He tried to shout out sams name, but he started coughing from the smoke. Sam looked at him with shocked eyes and spun around. They started running in the opposite direction from the fire. They run through the forest where the low branches scratched up their faces. Every time they fell they would get up and keep running. The fire was long behind them by now but they never stopped running. Each one did not want to let the others hand go. They held tight onto each other. The last shred from their lives. All Mark could here was his heart beats, loud in his head. Sam felt numb she couldn’t think straight. Her thinking was foggy and she couldn’t make sense of the events. They finally stopped when they reached the pond. It failed to provide the comfort they expected. It was the only familiar place to them..outside their hometown. They tried not to think about it. They immediately jumped into the pond. Mark hit the bottom of the pond and stayed there as long as he could. Under the water he did not have to face reality. He did not have to look at sam. He did not have to think about their hometown, life, friends..family. He tried to block them out, but the questions kept coming. Sam swam to the other side of the pond. She closed her eyes and floated on her back. It was quite. All she could here was the wind blowing calmly. She could did not see Mark but new he was under the water close by. She thought of the first they discovered this place. They were terribly lost young kids who did not know where to go. She remembered stumbling on the pond and completely forgetting about being lost. Every since it has become their place. They always came here together to escape..the town. She dunked herself under the water she could not think about it. Not now, she wasn’t ready. As she drifted up to the surface of the pond she heard a sound behind her. She slowly spun around expecting to see that Mark finally reappeared from under the water, but it wasn’t Mark.
Apparently i write like James Joyce. I never read any of his writing, but if the internet says so then it must be true. I looked up his books. They include Ulysses. I might add it to my reading list. I recently joined Nanowrimowhich is the National Writing Month. So far, i have explored the forums and they are filled with interesting and useful information. I’m thinking of participating in either the April camp or the July camp. I don’t have high expectation, but it would be good to give it a try to before November. I should probably start thinking about novel ideas and characters.
My username: ForeverAsleep
The Uglies by Scott Westerfeld starts with :”The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit”. That in my opinion is a very interesting first line to start a book with. From the very beginning i was sucked into the adventures of Tally Youngblood. I have missed this feeling. Reading a book that grips you from the very beginning till the very last word feels very exhilarating. I enjoy reading books that create a world that might exist after ours showing us a glimpse of what the future could be. The book reminded me of another book a enjoyed years ago: The Giver by Lois Lowry. The book shows the ugly side of being pretty. Many books create future worlds that arise from wanting to distant themselves from our current world. If we continue as we are would we destroy everything? Would future generations see us as crazy ‘rusties’?
A few quotes i enjoyed:
“In a world of extreme beauty, anyone normal is ugly.”
“What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful.”
“Perhaps the logical conclusion of everyone looking the same is everyone thinking the same.”
“The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them.”
The Alchemist has been sitting on my bookshelf for years. It came highly recommended from many people that share my love for books. They told me how its their favourite book, its inspirational, and how it changed their life. I went out and bought it, 6 years later i finally finished reading it. Yes, it is an inspirational book. It even made it on my weekly inspirations post, but i must admit i was disappointed with it. Every year i pick it up and end up putting it. This year i powered through in 2 days and reached the end. Every time i turned the page i was hoping to reach the part where i will be swept of my feet. Some books take a while to grab you, but honestly wasn’t invested in this book till the last 10 pages. At any point i could have put it down and never thought about it again, which i did many times in the past. As i have mentioned in my blog i struggle to keep working on my dreams and the book very appropriately talks about never losing sight of your ‘destiny’. I guess its one of those that you want to love more than you really do. I like the moral of the story, but the plot was lacking in my opinion.
A few quote’s i enjoyed:
“And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”
“It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.”
One of my goals for the year is to write and read more. I find breaking down goals into specific steps make them more manageable.
During 2013 i will:
- Read at least one book per month
- Write on this blog daily
- Read the newspaper daily
- Attempt the Novel Writing Month Challenge from Nanowrimo