Feb 13, 2008 08:46
Well I feel better, I have wrote a couple more pages on my Elvin Key Story. The new stuff is hand written and I haven't typed it into the computer with the rest of it... in case I decide I don't like it enough... I have been talking to some writers on here and I thought that I should give a history of how long I have been writing, what I have wrote about, and whether I have actually finished it or not... etc. (I may have to cut off in the middle of this b/c I only have a few mins before I go on the clock, I will continue it later if I have to)
I started writing very young, I wrote the usual little stories for grade school that you have to draw pictures to go with, and I am a serious pack rat when it comes to writing, I have everything I have ever written kept and put away in boxes to read to my children later. I guess I started my first real complete story idea about the 5th grade. I had been writing my scary stories down that I told my cousins on dark nights, but they were just a couple of pages at the most. I wanted to write a serious story, plus wanted an excuse to use my mom's new typewritter (LOL). So Hince started "Dreams" the title of my first story. I tried typing it, but gave that up for a black comp book when I couldn't type fast enough for my mind to work. So I have a comp book full of this story, that was about this government-created super weapon, which was a terrible beast that once it scratched or bit you, or was purposely given some of your DNA then it would hunt you down, get in your head (dreams) and kill you in your own mind, then what ever happened in the dream to your body really happened. It was a very gory story for a 5th grader, but I grew up reading Horror books. My characters were me and my friends all with super silly names like: Blackstar, Whitestar (me), Peacock, Teddybear, Wormy, and others like spider and fly... Yeah I was in the 5th grade. anyway we all worked together at a detective agency, and our cheif was murdered by this beast b/c he knew something he wasn't supposed to, and we end up going on the hunt for this thing. It slowly kills off a few of us, and I get to the lab where the thing was created then the story stops... I got bored with it, hit a writer's block call it what you will. It had a crazy love triangle in it too... go figure. IT is still unfinished and buried with my other lost works and ideas.... to be cont.
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