I really should be doing something else...
In the never-ending quest to avoid doing my homework, I’ve done many things today or rather yesterday… I watched episodes of Psych that I downloaded to my PS3, watched a shitload of videos on youtube, and browsed fanfiction.net.
It had been awhile since I checked out the Gungrave section so I gave it a looksie and came across a really nice Brandon x Maria story. As I got further into the story something really struck me as familiar.
This is the author’s paragraph (which I quite liked):
It was the evening. The sky was streaked with shades of orange, the color painting the city itself as she walked the streets, on her way to the store nearby. It was small but convenient, which was why she chose it. Most were somewhat wary of it, as it was close to the line. By all means, that line did exist but it was not marked in neon or paint. It was the part of the town that divided the respectable from everything else. If one only ventured just a little farther past that store, the line had been passed. All one had to do was have a glance down one of the alleys to be certain of it. Respectable streets and alleys were clean, freed of broken glass and the like, not as the ones here were. Sometimes one might even find casings. The shadows would prevent the pieces from shining so the way they were discovered was if one was tread upon or unknowingly kicked aside. In hitting something, they made such a crisp sound, not unlike the soft ringing of ornate bells.
This is my paragraph from a story I wrote back in July 2006 for yankeerose69:
Taking in the scenery during the twenty minute walk to the store was always interesting. The store they frequented was located in a fairly decent part of town which was more than Brandon could say about the area where he lived. As they walked through the neighborhoods it wasn’t that things gradually got better. They walked block after block where the streets were filled with garbage, houses were in pitiful states, and the alleys had no shortage of broken bottles. There was an invisible line of demarcation, where once you crossed it was either a safer environment where the possibilities seemed endless or a cesspool where trouble lurked around every corner. It all depended on which side you started from.
I don’t think it’s plagiarism but maybe this person read the story and that idea just stuck. I like the other author’s writing style a lot and his/her paragraph has a much nicer flow than mine does but it’s just interesting to see that. Living in Chicago, I’ve had many conversations with family and friends regarding that invisible line of demarcation that exists in many of the city’s neighborhoods.
Anyway… I completely adore Psych and I think Homicide: Life on the Streets has taken up a portion of my brain. I only have one more DVD box set to purchase for H:LOTS and then I’ll get started on Psych. The two main characters, Shawn and Gus are amazing. They really couldn't be anymore different but the complement each other so well. But they are both definitely goofballs. Gus is just better at hiding that aspect of his personality. It doesn't hurt either that both of them are very easy on the eyes.
This clip from Psych is one of the funniest things ever:
Some of the gags and bloopers make me cry from laughing so hard. Especially when the two main actors start singing songs that were popular when I was in junior high. *LOL*
It had been awhile since I checked out the Gungrave section so I gave it a looksie and came across a really nice Brandon x Maria story. As I got further into the story something really struck me as familiar.
This is the author’s paragraph (which I quite liked):
It was the evening. The sky was streaked with shades of orange, the color painting the city itself as she walked the streets, on her way to the store nearby. It was small but convenient, which was why she chose it. Most were somewhat wary of it, as it was close to the line. By all means, that line did exist but it was not marked in neon or paint. It was the part of the town that divided the respectable from everything else. If one only ventured just a little farther past that store, the line had been passed. All one had to do was have a glance down one of the alleys to be certain of it. Respectable streets and alleys were clean, freed of broken glass and the like, not as the ones here were. Sometimes one might even find casings. The shadows would prevent the pieces from shining so the way they were discovered was if one was tread upon or unknowingly kicked aside. In hitting something, they made such a crisp sound, not unlike the soft ringing of ornate bells.
This is my paragraph from a story I wrote back in July 2006 for yankeerose69:
Taking in the scenery during the twenty minute walk to the store was always interesting. The store they frequented was located in a fairly decent part of town which was more than Brandon could say about the area where he lived. As they walked through the neighborhoods it wasn’t that things gradually got better. They walked block after block where the streets were filled with garbage, houses were in pitiful states, and the alleys had no shortage of broken bottles. There was an invisible line of demarcation, where once you crossed it was either a safer environment where the possibilities seemed endless or a cesspool where trouble lurked around every corner. It all depended on which side you started from.
I don’t think it’s plagiarism but maybe this person read the story and that idea just stuck. I like the other author’s writing style a lot and his/her paragraph has a much nicer flow than mine does but it’s just interesting to see that. Living in Chicago, I’ve had many conversations with family and friends regarding that invisible line of demarcation that exists in many of the city’s neighborhoods.
Anyway… I completely adore Psych and I think Homicide: Life on the Streets has taken up a portion of my brain. I only have one more DVD box set to purchase for H:LOTS and then I’ll get started on Psych. The two main characters, Shawn and Gus are amazing. They really couldn't be anymore different but the complement each other so well. But they are both definitely goofballs. Gus is just better at hiding that aspect of his personality. It doesn't hurt either that both of them are very easy on the eyes.
This clip from Psych is one of the funniest things ever:
Click to viewSome of the gags and bloopers make me cry from laughing so hard. Especially when the two main actors start singing songs that were popular when I was in junior high. *LOL*