Nostalgic for Writing
Been digging through my old stuff...treasures I found:
1. A birthday card drawn by celiloquy that had to be the birthday card among all birthday cards...containing all the things I once loved dearly and some things I still do. The Powerpuff Girls (our version, not CN's) meet the Tendou's (from Ranma 1/2) and Aoshi and Megumi (from RK) have raucous sex (oops) and Duzie (from Vampire Game) cries sweetly while Riker (from ST: TNG) beats a Troi pinata over the head with his love. BEST CARD EVER.
2. Comics drawn in middle school and high school. Shockingly filled with language, sexual innuendo and actual sexual themes. I don't remember being that far ahead of my body, but the stories don't lie.
3. Comics drawn in my earlier years of college where in a Mary Catherine Gallagher-type fashion, I'd say, "My feelings would be best expressed...in a comic..." and if you weren't careful, you'd end up a character in my "real life" comics that I used as an outlet to vent frustrations. Like Alanis Morisette. Haha.
4.The realization that I'm still pushing boundaries of what is considered "acceptable" in polite conversation in terms of my writing and art...let's face it. I'd be embarrassed as hell and so would Mommy if she saw a fraction of the stuff I work on. But whatcha gonna do? I have no desire to change the things I produce.
...I was looking for a story I wrote in middle school. Turned it in late, but still got an A+ on it. It was a short story I wrote in order to "graduate" from the 8th grade. I wrote the bulk of it in a single night...which ended up being 28 pages single-spaced. When I think back, I remember the bildungsroman arc...about a girl who grows up in an abusive family and you see that her art is her only outlet...the bulk takes place in high school where she "accidentally" ends up in an emotionally abusive relationship. Her boyfriend gets off on his power over her while he joshes around with his best buddy, exchanging sexual innuendos and flaunting what becomes apparent his friend wants. The reader comes to understand that a year ago, the friend had partnered with the girl on a project and has known all this time about her family situation, but feels guilt-ridden and helpless about what to do. By the end, the girl and the friend end up becoming emotionally close...but as the girl grows into a woman, having escaped her family and beginning her career, she has lost touch with him. The last thing the reader is left with is the feeling that she is about to pick up the phone and reconnect once again.
Unfortunately, I couldn't find it. I even emailed my old English teacher to see if she still had it. She does not. I had about three digital copies of it, all of which became corrupt sometime during my high school years, but I didn't worry overly-much since I had originally written the story long-hand. Well...I can't find the notebook now. I swear I've gone through every box and bin it could be in. I may have to cut my losses. I'm sure it's a trashy story, but I really wanted to see the level of sexual innuendos I was using at the time. I know I did not hesitate to pepper my story with oodles of profanity, so I find it hard to believe I would censor myself with regards to sexuality.
Like, lots of dick and boner jokes. I'm shocked my teacher wasn't offended by my story.
Sigh. Will have to continue the search post-graduation.
1. A birthday card drawn by celiloquy that had to be the birthday card among all birthday cards...containing all the things I once loved dearly and some things I still do. The Powerpuff Girls (our version, not CN's) meet the Tendou's (from Ranma 1/2) and Aoshi and Megumi (from RK) have raucous sex (oops) and Duzie (from Vampire Game) cries sweetly while Riker (from ST: TNG) beats a Troi pinata over the head with his love. BEST CARD EVER.
2. Comics drawn in middle school and high school. Shockingly filled with language, sexual innuendo and actual sexual themes. I don't remember being that far ahead of my body, but the stories don't lie.
3. Comics drawn in my earlier years of college where in a Mary Catherine Gallagher-type fashion, I'd say, "My feelings would be best expressed...in a comic..." and if you weren't careful, you'd end up a character in my "real life" comics that I used as an outlet to vent frustrations. Like Alanis Morisette. Haha.
4.The realization that I'm still pushing boundaries of what is considered "acceptable" in polite conversation in terms of my writing and art...let's face it. I'd be embarrassed as hell and so would Mommy if she saw a fraction of the stuff I work on. But whatcha gonna do? I have no desire to change the things I produce.
...I was looking for a story I wrote in middle school. Turned it in late, but still got an A+ on it. It was a short story I wrote in order to "graduate" from the 8th grade. I wrote the bulk of it in a single night...which ended up being 28 pages single-spaced. When I think back, I remember the bildungsroman arc...about a girl who grows up in an abusive family and you see that her art is her only outlet...the bulk takes place in high school where she "accidentally" ends up in an emotionally abusive relationship. Her boyfriend gets off on his power over her while he joshes around with his best buddy, exchanging sexual innuendos and flaunting what becomes apparent his friend wants. The reader comes to understand that a year ago, the friend had partnered with the girl on a project and has known all this time about her family situation, but feels guilt-ridden and helpless about what to do. By the end, the girl and the friend end up becoming emotionally close...but as the girl grows into a woman, having escaped her family and beginning her career, she has lost touch with him. The last thing the reader is left with is the feeling that she is about to pick up the phone and reconnect once again.
Unfortunately, I couldn't find it. I even emailed my old English teacher to see if she still had it. She does not. I had about three digital copies of it, all of which became corrupt sometime during my high school years, but I didn't worry overly-much since I had originally written the story long-hand. Well...I can't find the notebook now. I swear I've gone through every box and bin it could be in. I may have to cut my losses. I'm sure it's a trashy story, but I really wanted to see the level of sexual innuendos I was using at the time. I know I did not hesitate to pepper my story with oodles of profanity, so I find it hard to believe I would censor myself with regards to sexuality.
Like, lots of dick and boner jokes. I'm shocked my teacher wasn't offended by my story.
Sigh. Will have to continue the search post-graduation.