Post #1
It's Eilish's first post and her new blog. I promise to keep this one up for as long as I can, not drop off the radar after only 3 posts.
In this journal you will find:
You do not need to know much about me for now, and my profile gives you what you can know right now. Inevitably, you'll figure more things out about me as we go along this journey, from my pet-peeves and loves, to my favourite band which no one has ever heard about. You may never really get to know me, but then again, you might.
I post most of my stories and poems on Fictionpress.com, a website for aspiring and amateur writers and poets. I'm one of them.
This journal will get the struggle behind the writing, and probably several different versions of the same piece, and end product being posted on Fictionpress, not here. So, if you've read through my draft [attempts] at writing, and find a draft that you like and want to find the end version, go onto Fictionpress. Please note that my writing style is subject to change depending on the subject, my mood and how deeply it affects me.
I have my good days and my bad days at writing, just like everyone else, so please don't base how good [or bad] my writing is on just one piece. I love reviews, and flames are welcome. All I ask is for a good reason and a suggestion as to how I can improve my writing.
Thank you.
To start this journal off, I will post a finished poem which I wrote a while go on vacation.
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Normal Teenage Girl
Screaming,
It echoes through my head
Each word brought back from the dead.
-
I want to scream as well,
To cut through my well-protected shell.
-
But yet my lips do not move,
For I cannot bring myself
To be murdered where I stand
-
For I have not ventured
From my shell
For many a frightful year.
-
Oh, what I would give to be normal girl,
Without a care in the world.
-
Oh, what I would give to be a normal teenage girl,
Who has never hidden beneath her shell.
-
The screaming with stay with me,
For many another frightful year.
-
And no normality will come,
For my shell with not break down,
And I will never be
"A Normal Teenage Girl"
In this journal you will find:
- Poetry--crappy and not as much
- Pieces of novels, short stories etc
- World Domination Plans
- Teenage problems
- Writers block
- Worship
- Opinions
- Rants
- Wonders
- Insanity
You do not need to know much about me for now, and my profile gives you what you can know right now. Inevitably, you'll figure more things out about me as we go along this journey, from my pet-peeves and loves, to my favourite band which no one has ever heard about. You may never really get to know me, but then again, you might.
I post most of my stories and poems on Fictionpress.com, a website for aspiring and amateur writers and poets. I'm one of them.
This journal will get the struggle behind the writing, and probably several different versions of the same piece, and end product being posted on Fictionpress, not here. So, if you've read through my draft [attempts] at writing, and find a draft that you like and want to find the end version, go onto Fictionpress. Please note that my writing style is subject to change depending on the subject, my mood and how deeply it affects me.
I have my good days and my bad days at writing, just like everyone else, so please don't base how good [or bad] my writing is on just one piece. I love reviews, and flames are welcome. All I ask is for a good reason and a suggestion as to how I can improve my writing.
Thank you.
To start this journal off, I will post a finished poem which I wrote a while go on vacation.
---
Normal Teenage Girl
Screaming,
It echoes through my head
Each word brought back from the dead.
-
I want to scream as well,
To cut through my well-protected shell.
-
But yet my lips do not move,
For I cannot bring myself
To be murdered where I stand
-
For I have not ventured
From my shell
For many a frightful year.
-
Oh, what I would give to be normal girl,
Without a care in the world.
-
Oh, what I would give to be a normal teenage girl,
Who has never hidden beneath her shell.
-
The screaming with stay with me,
For many another frightful year.
-
And no normality will come,
For my shell with not break down,
And I will never be
"A Normal Teenage Girl"