A 100 word 'write a story' assignment. But it needs a twist. For now, I'll try to write it with as little words as possible, but I won't fully stick to the word limit just yet.
What killed the dinosaurs? I pounced at the chance to find the answer, and now I was about to experience it. The machine certainly worked- the setting we know was all around me: the luscious landscape, the terrific scale and, of course, the colossal giants roaming it. Naturally, I had to take something back to our time. It was just an egg- from what dinosaur, I do not know. 'Perhaps we could raise it?' I thought, as I delicately placed it in the contraption that was to bring it back.
A white flash; a scorching heat.
All life on Earth was gone in an instant. Including myself.
What killed the dinosaurs? In answering that question for myself- I had created it for all of you. I killed the dinosaurs. I killed the dinosaurs. I Killed The Dinosaurs.
Monday, 25 November 2013
Tuesday, 19 November 2013
Writing Journal- 19/11/13
Late Writing Journal again- sorry about that. Nothing really to speak of, I just need to get back to writing things with the ideas and assignments that I have.
So yes, done. Now back to the short story- It should be done by Thursday. If not then bad tidings.
So yes, done. Now back to the short story- It should be done by Thursday. If not then bad tidings.
Sunday, 10 November 2013
Writing Journal- 10/11/13
Sunday...grr- my consistent journal update record is soiled (although I published the last one on a Sunday; it was written on a Saturday!). Ah yes, and I appear to have done nothing but never mind that- the mocks are over and I should write something this week if I don't get lazy.
The pieces I'm trying to write are the same as last week really, but I do have new ideas. For one, 'The Human Radiator'- I have a lot of planning done for that. Not sure if it's going to be a poem or story so I shall probably try both. I'm getting a sort of 'Edward Scissorhands' vibe from the idea, although I haven't seen the film. It's going to be focused on how someone with the properties of a radiator is treated socially- folks will take advantage of him/her in the winter, but shun him/her in the summer, without getting to know him as a person. Knowing Tim Burton though, I would like this story to be a tad more light hearted than Edward Scissorhands may have been. Tim Burton is great by the way- he did Nightmare before Christmas.
I also have an idea for a poem about how I get ideas. I'll leave it a mystery until then.
I still have a lot of pieces to do from last week before I get to these though, and I particularly want to do that humorous piece. That will have to wait as well though; travel writing and poem comes first. Although, I really would like to write something that tops Oli's 'Origami Barrack Obama'.
The pieces I'm trying to write are the same as last week really, but I do have new ideas. For one, 'The Human Radiator'- I have a lot of planning done for that. Not sure if it's going to be a poem or story so I shall probably try both. I'm getting a sort of 'Edward Scissorhands' vibe from the idea, although I haven't seen the film. It's going to be focused on how someone with the properties of a radiator is treated socially- folks will take advantage of him/her in the winter, but shun him/her in the summer, without getting to know him as a person. Knowing Tim Burton though, I would like this story to be a tad more light hearted than Edward Scissorhands may have been. Tim Burton is great by the way- he did Nightmare before Christmas.
I also have an idea for a poem about how I get ideas. I'll leave it a mystery until then.
I still have a lot of pieces to do from last week before I get to these though, and I particularly want to do that humorous piece. That will have to wait as well though; travel writing and poem comes first. Although, I really would like to write something that tops Oli's 'Origami Barrack Obama'.
Sunday, 3 November 2013
Writing Journal- 02/11/13
Well then, this is a thing I have to do weekly now. I was going to start it on Friday- a nice, solid day that's easy to remember and the day where the storm of homework has usually passed- but I forgot. Saturday it is.
I have a lot of plans for what I'm going to write; I'm just having a lot of trouble writing them- which is an issue. First of all, there is a poetry piece due this Monday that I need to start. That's going to be based on my drama club and the inevitable panic and stress before a performance, as well as the good parts. No idea how to start that off though, so I'll be looking up some poetry and hopefully getting the gist. I've also been planning a piece for a while about an ice-cream man. I'll try to start that soon. Oh, and I also have a travel writing assignment which is probably going to be about my most recent adventure to the Shake Shed...in Whitstable. I'm quite looking forward to that actually. It will get started soon- especially since it's late (I'm sorry mam, but I am getting to it). Finally, I feel as if my sense of humour has been drying up recently. Thus, tonight I plan to immerse myself in some comedy-perhaps Bill Bailey-and try to start a funny piece from whatever I get from that.
So I have a lot of starts-and finishes-to do; two pieces needing to be finished for Monday. I guess I could have made this better for myself if I actually did something this half-term, so that was silly of me. This is going to be a...different weekend. Or, knowing me, a stressful Sunday.
I have a lot of plans for what I'm going to write; I'm just having a lot of trouble writing them- which is an issue. First of all, there is a poetry piece due this Monday that I need to start. That's going to be based on my drama club and the inevitable panic and stress before a performance, as well as the good parts. No idea how to start that off though, so I'll be looking up some poetry and hopefully getting the gist. I've also been planning a piece for a while about an ice-cream man. I'll try to start that soon. Oh, and I also have a travel writing assignment which is probably going to be about my most recent adventure to the Shake Shed...in Whitstable. I'm quite looking forward to that actually. It will get started soon- especially since it's late (I'm sorry mam, but I am getting to it). Finally, I feel as if my sense of humour has been drying up recently. Thus, tonight I plan to immerse myself in some comedy-perhaps Bill Bailey-and try to start a funny piece from whatever I get from that.
So I have a lot of starts-and finishes-to do; two pieces needing to be finished for Monday. I guess I could have made this better for myself if I actually did something this half-term, so that was silly of me. This is going to be a...different weekend. Or, knowing me, a stressful Sunday.
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