26.4.10

Teaser Tuesday On a Non-Tuesday

I am posting my teaser a bit early because I don't know if I'll be able to post anything tomorrow, since I'll be in school. But this is from my dystopian novel, which is almost at 4k. *squees*

I'm still working out a bit of the world-building and taking a lot of notes, but I'm just letting the characters take over for now, just to see where they're going to take me and I have a feeling that I might actually finish this WIP.

NOTE: This is very rough, so beware. Oh, and it contains some bad language. o.O


"Been drinking again, Mr. Gaston?"

"It's none of your business what I do in my own home," Abel growled, taking another step forward. A bottle fell from his hand, and crashed to the ground, shattering into a million pieces. "This, however, is my business. I am the one who makes the decisions around here."

"I understand that you were chosen to handle the village's affairs, but in your current state you can not lead these people." Mr. Hairston took his gaze off of Abel and looked into the eyes of all us. "I, however, am sober enough to think rationally."

"Rationally my ass," Abel slurred. "You expect us to go to a country that will spit at our feet, and put their noses up at us." He threw his head back and laughed. It was a cool and bitter sound. "And you call yourself thinking rationally? You bastard, your rational thinking will get us killed!"

Just then, a tall slender woman came up to stand beside Mr. Hairston. She had long, flowing black hair and deep, tan skin. Kara, I think her name was.

"Either way we will be killed." She looked towards Bertha. "Would you rather die like this, like an animal or would you rather die showing that son-of-a..."

Her words were swallowed whole by gunshots. We were all too wrapped up in the events of tonight, that we didn't hear the two Rangers approaching us, armed and ready to fire.

I could see them now. One had a torch in their hands, and was swinging it wildly, while the other one had a gun.

Everyone had stopped talking by now. Inch by inch, people started to slowly move back, until the Ranger with the gun, sent another round into the air, and yelled for everyone to stop moving.

"You know the rules!" he shouted, his face glistening with sweat.

"But..." I heard someone say, but they stopped talking, as soon as the Rangers moved closer.

"This woman is a fine example of what will happen when you good-for-nothings break the rules." This time it was the one with the torch speaking. His voice was less harsh, as if he didn't really mean what he said.

The other Ranger nodded in agreement, his eyes burning. "Yeah, you'd think you all would learn from the bitch's mistakes, but here you all are."

Seth growled, and I looked up at him, only to find that his eyes were as fiery as the torch. He was staring at the Rangers, ignoring the fact they could kill him in one breath, ignoring the fact that they would have a good night's rest after they killed him, and I wouldn't. I would go to bed, only to wake up screaming from a vicious nightmare, that he wouldn't be able to save me from, because he would be dead. I didn't say all this though. I just squeezed his hand a little tighter.

"Don't," I said, and then his eyes were on me, burning holes through my face.

"They have no right to talk to us like that. To talk about her like that."

"I know, I know."

He shook his head. "No, you don't."

"Okay, maybe I don't. But I know what it feels like to lose someone. What you're feeling now, is what I felt like when my father died. I wanted to hurt somebody, but I stayed calm because I knew I had a family I needed to take care of. Other people who needed me. Seth..." I felt his fingers leave mine, but before I could grab a hold of them again, he was moving towards the body, and kneeling down beside it. His sand colored hair fell into his eyes, as he reached for her hand. He didn't care that he was getting blood on his pants, on his skin. He didn't care that everyone was probably staring at him like he had just lost his mind.

"Boy, get back to where you were. Now!"

"I have a right to pray," Seth said, firmly. "So let me pray."

This made the Ranger very angry. I watched as his features caught on fire. In the seconds it took for him to raise the gun, I didn't think, I just moved. I didn't care if I got shot. I didn't care about anything at that moment, except for Seth. So I positioned myself directly in front of him, because if I was going to lose him, I was going to lose myself as well.


24.4.10

Dystopian? Really?

So, I am writing a dystopian novel. Yes, the girl who doesn't really have a favorite genre, is writing a novel in a genre that she really doesn't know about. The only thing she does know is that she has a story that needs to be told, and so she's telling it.

About three weeks ago, I had a dream about fire and the end of the world, and though it was a scary dream, I found a story inside of it. So I took down a few notes, and I decided to give writing this story a try.

At first I really really liked it. I thought the characters were great. The premise was awesome and I was so in love with the idea, that I just wanted to jump in and write it. But then I realized something about my premise: It wasn't going to work out.

I just had this gut feeling that it wasn't going to work out, so instead of giving up, I thought about it some more until I came up with something infinitely better.

I don't have an official title but I've been calling this WIP As the World Burns for the longest and it's about losing faith, finding it, fighting a war that may end the world and finding love as the world burns.

My main character, Maggie, has a very strong voice and I love her for that. I'm already a good 2k into the story, so hopefully I'll be able to finish it one day.

If you want to read the first half of the first chapter, click here. It's been changed around since then, but the idea is still pretty much the same.



Civil Twilight is my Muse. I've been listening to a lot of their music while writing because it's so beautiful and it just makes me feel like writing and getting the words out.

What are you guys working on? And what singer/band is helping you get the words out?
20.4.10

Teaser Tuesday

Today has been a really busy day. I wasn't planning on posting a teaser of anything today, but this blog is looking a bit empty, so I'm just going to post the newest beginning of my dystopian novel. Yeah, I started over. Only because the many beginnings I had before, just weren't going to work out in the end. I could feel it.

This might be one of the last teasers I post from this novel, considering the fact that I still need to do a lot of research, and I'm hoping to start working on my YA contemporary novel soon.

So, without farther ado, here is my teaser:

*SNIPPETY SNIP*
13.4.10

Bullying

As writers, we know that words are beautiful. They form sentences that can describe the color of the sky or a girl's first kiss. They can make someone smile or they can make someone harm themselves.

Words are powerful. Forget the saying "Sticks and stones can break my bones, but words will never hurt me." No. Don't believe any of that. Words are like bullets, they make you bleed from the inside out.

Believe me, I know.

I wasn't popular in elementary school. I was the girl who hardly spoke, who let the other kids copy off of my paper, because I thought it would make them like me, but they never did like me. They would tease me for being smart, for being a geek, for not being like them.

As I got older, the people changed, but the words didn't.

I used to cry because people said things about me that I didn't like. They made me feel like I was worthless, and I used to ask myself "Why?"

Why do I get treated this way?

Is it because of the way I look or dress or act or feel. My friends would say that they were just jealous, and I knew that wasn't it, because who could ever be jealous of me?

I was never beat up or anything but verbal abuse is just as bad as physical. It hurts your mind, it makes you feel...I don't know how to explain it, but it just makes you feel like nothing.

Like I said, words are powerful, and you just need to be careful about how you use them, because you never know how it might affect that person.

Lucky for me, I had people who cared about me, and after I got done crying, my friends would make me feel better, but a lot of people don't have that. They walk around with a lot of pent up emotions that are let out in the wrong ways.

Some people bully other people. Some people steal or do drugs or commit suicide.

They commit suicide. A lot of people who are bullied take their lives, because they think they are not loved or liked. They think they aren't important. They feel like knives are being shoved into their chest, and they just want to curl up into ball and disappear forever. Of course they can never do that, so they look for help in the form of a gun or a knife or a noose.

Sometimes they harm the ones who are hurting them, but other times they harm themselves.

If you happen to read this post, I want you to do something for me.

Don't ignore it.

Take a stand for the ones who are afraid to.
5.4.10

Teaser Tuesday

I am posting my teaser a little bit early because I might not get a chance to post it tomorrow. This is from my YA Dystopian As the World Burns and just to let you know, I just wrote it ten minutes ago, so it is really really rough.

It was one of those scenes that I had to get down so I wouldn't forget it. Enjoy.


*SNIPPPETY SNIP*

3.4.10

In Which I Write A Blog About Stuff

Guys, I have to say it, but this blog title is EPIC. I usually hate my blog post titles, but this one is made of win. Okay, okay. Maybe it isn't but my Spring break was. Sorta kinda.

I finished The Hunger Games recently and it was amazing. I can't even begin to explain to you how much I loved it. You see, I was going to do a review on it as soon as I finished it, but I changed my mind because I think the whole world knows how amazing that book is. If you don't know, then go read the book. Now. Borrow it from a friend, check it out from the library or buy it. Whatever works for you. Just read the dang old book, okay? I promise you won't be disappointed.

Another thing I did a couple of days ago, was start writing my own dystopian novel. I have had this idea in my head for a long long time and I'm finally getting the chance to write it. I don't really know how many words I have now but it's called As the World Burns and that is a pretty long title and it might change one day but that is what my Wordpad document is titled. I won't give you a full summary yet but it's about people who live underground and radiation poisoning and death and journeys across the unknown and as always, there is a love triangle. My characters even suffer from WNS (Weird Name Syndrome). But don't blame me, blame Suzanne Collins.

Ooh and I went to go see Clash of the Titans yesterday with my friends. There was a lot of cheesy moments, but the effects were so freaking awesome and I have a thing for Greek mythology so I really liked it. I don't think COTT is one of those movies you would want to buy when it comes out, just go see it at the movie theaters.

Also, I am reading The Forest of Hands and Teeth right now. I really wanted to read The Dead-Tossed Waves, but I figured I should start off with the first book even though I know that both of these books aren't really connected in any way. Or at least I think they're not. But I'm enjoying it so far. It's moving pretty slow, but hopefully something will happen soon.

Okay, that is all for me right now guys. I am going to go back to reading and writing and doing my homework because I go back to school on Monday, which sucks because I enjoyed being lazy.

Um, I'm still changing around my blog layout. I installed IntenseDebate and it got rid of all of my comments. I still have them, but they aren't showing up on the blog, so I have to see if I can fix that.

I hope everyone is having a great day!

Edit: I forgot to add that I made a new email account the other day, because my main one is unbelievably cluttered. But if you would like to guest blog or if you want me to interview you or if you just want to email me here is my new email address: raven.ashley187@yahoo.com.
1.4.10

testing testing testing

I installed IntenseDebate on my blog, and I just want to make sure I did it right, because I am not really good at installing things. So, here we go.