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Sunday, February 5th, 2006
7:13 pm
just joined
I'm currently in the process of writing a book for young adults/teenagers and looking for a little bit of inspiration. I know the subject well enough but I've never really written before so this is all kind of new to me. I've thought about posting some of it here but I'm a little nervous to because it's not copyrighted yet and I do plan to try to get it published. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated.
Monday, December 19th, 2005
9:38 pm
A poem from years ago
G'day all
I wrote this poem about 25 years ago, and I just felt like sharing it with you all. If I remember right I wrote it for my first ever really case of love. I still remember the lasses name. Now does anyone else out there have poems for their first true love that they'd like to share?

Life and my love
So swiftly, silently, softly
Time goes passing by
When love touches me
The first thing I do is cry

Love seems like a fuse
Once sparked it begins to end
But when I wonder about the muse
My heart always seems to mend

While everyone around us
Is saying bigger, better, faster
All I want is laughter
Now and forever after

And this time to grasp
This bush of life and love
And to create a masterpiece
Not in their eyes, but mine.

Current Mood: silly
Tuesday, December 13th, 2005
10:27 pm

I'm a newbie to the group so I thought I'd stop by and say howdy and maybe leave a wee little poem for you. I guess you're wondering what I'm into well I like to write poetry, short stories, and screenplays and no I haven't sold anything yet. I am working on a kid’s book called the "High adventures of Monkey boy and Sunny Jim". I have about 75 pages written so far.

No for the wee poem I wrote this a few years ago now... it's all about a friend who got caught up in an Internet romance.

The System

I sit in front of this cold screen
Wondering if I will be seen,
I show happiness when I chat
I don't show my fears or wants
What would people say?
If they saw who I was, what would they say?
Would they still talk?
Over the lines, that sends my thoughts

Life changes, but stays the same.
I move on in life, but so many remain
They never change
They blame their families
For the shortcomings in their lives
When they should look at the screen
For the answers to there heart that aches
The system is to blame

Break downs that are caused by no love
The system is to blame,
It teaches us not to love, or to touch
We forget to care it's so easy
It's easier to love someone
That is nothing for then bytes
Then to speak to another
We turn into that cold machine

The system is to blame

Current Mood: okay
Wednesday, November 9th, 2005
10:37 am
A war had started to decide the fate of the world. not many new about it becuase it had started in a remote part of the world. one girl had a vague idea but she could not put it in words. Her name is Kat she is good person goes to church and prays for the world. her friends Jen and Nicole thought she was crazy. one day they are walking to class. "Look i know what i saw ok i had a dream about a guy from a different planet." "Yeah right dude you should be carefull who you say that to." Jen looked at Nicole they both wanted to laugh at Kat but could not do it this close to class. "Look i can't explain it but it feels so real to me." "If it is real then write this stuff down and then take it to the science professor."

i don't know if it is any good i just started writing it last night.

Current Mood: amused
Wednesday, October 19th, 2005
11:03 pm

Hello everyone!

My name's Meg and I just joined...

I wrote a story for English last year that I just found again on my computer. My teacher told me to go have it published, but I never got around to it. I wanted to post it here to get second opinions and just see what other people think about it. It's kind long... not very. It's about a vampire if that intrests anyone.

So please, read and comments. I love feedback!

Sidenote: I'm also looking for a new title. I had to give it one to turn it in so I just put in one. If one strikes you feel free to tell me!

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Tuesday, September 20th, 2005
2:03 pm
A few poems
These are some poems I turned in for a poetry writing class. Just looking to get some more opinions and critiques.

Space Poem #1Collapse )

Space Poem #2Collapse )

MuchaCollapse )

Love Poem #1Collapse )
Saturday, September 17th, 2005
5:45 pm
I'm an extension 2 english student in australia and I recently finished my major work. I wish I had known of this community earlier so I could have gotten some feedback when I was writing the goddamn thing, but hey, procrastination on the net is called procrastination because it is utterly useless, not because you find wonderful writing communties. Someone once tried to tell me that procrastination was a good thing because it stimulates the subconscious. Uhuh. Denial.

So I am posting my piece here.

To give you an idea of what it is about:

TITLE: Dance the Body Politic
LENGTH: About 6700 words. So you might want to avoid it.
SUMMARY: It's a piece of historical fiction concerning South African apartheid, and ultimately addresses the blatant prejudices that still exsst despite preventative legislation. I'm sorry about some of the formatting, I couldn't get it exactly the same and hence some parts may be a little confusing.

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Current Mood: hungry
Thursday, September 15th, 2005
12:04 pm
i have been trying to think of new ideas to write about and i can't come up with much but i do have a little something so enjoy

once upon a time there was a girl she lived in a castle a nice castle jewel encrusted to be frank. but that is not the main point to this. her name is lila she is a princess. she grew up on t he planet earth. see not much but i am working on it.
Sunday, August 7th, 2005
4:49 pm
very small people
yo yo yo!!!!! Ha, ha, ha, haa ha, ha, ha. ha!!!!!!!!! You guys are all VERY GOOD WRITERS AND I KAN SAY THIS HAVEING READ AZLL YOUR STUF VARY THORLY!!!!! But doods, guess what? I wrirte good too!!!!! Check out muh stuff at this website address : clik here!!!
Saturday, July 30th, 2005
12:08 pm
More writing based loosely on friends' suggestions. Comments and criticisms are welcome/encouraged. I think I'm the only person that has commented on anyone's writing in months.

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face_the__music's ideaCollapse )
Saturday, July 23rd, 2005
7:53 pm
Nikoo's Idea
Out of boredom, I asked my LiveJournal friends to write ideas in a comment and I would write them a story about it. Most of them just made sarcastic, non-idea comments, but I decided to turn them all into stories. The first one turned into a western so i figured I'd post it here too. Enjoy.

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Thursday, July 7th, 2005
1:03 pm
the windswept grass.
the green of the trees.
the light in his eyes
the sound of his voice

calling like sweet drops of juice
makes my heart beat faster just knowing he loves me
it is so nice to be loved
he holds me close
he will never let go

there another poem.

Current Mood: amused
Monday, June 20th, 2005
10:34 am
another poem.
warning the content in this next poem might be a little dark for some no blood or violence just a little darker them most poems


What is black?
It is the absence of color.
But in many ways it has power.
Life has color but not black.

Black is a neutral color.
Life has black in the shadows.
Darkness will consume you.
Life takes it and turns it black.

One day the world will be gone.
Ti is written in stone.
It will not matter what we do.
The light will turn to black.

Current Mood: calm
Sunday, June 19th, 2005
11:17 am
more poetry
here is another poem. no violence this time or blood.

forget who i was.

Forget who I was
Remember who I am
If life is passing by get up
Move on be one with the rock

Do not sit like a rock
For you a re not a rock
But a human being
Of flesh and blood bone and muscle.

Strange words fill the void
For who I was is not who I am
If I sound more relaxed
It is because I am

People change and I can chance
I was one sad but I am glad
New things are happening
I must go now for time is on my side.

Current Mood: curious
Saturday, June 18th, 2005
11:02 am
here is a poem i wrote i hope you like it. warning the content of this poem is blood and violence if you have a problem with blood pelase do not read any further.

Red River of Blood

The blood red river.
It flows from the lips.
It flows from the hips.

Bones floating by.
Skin falling of the bone.
Screaming pain of torture.
Blood frilled cup of blood..

Swords and blood nice.
The sight is unnerving.
Tastes like blood.
The clouds are the color of blood.

Life and death really nice.
Sounds die down.
The slaughter is over.
The end of the line.

People are gone.
No one left.
They killed them all.
Pulled them out of their homes.

Out in the streets.
Gutted them like fish.
Still hear the screams.
No more people to kill.

She is left to the memories of the killing.
It will haunt her forever because she was there.
Wednesday, June 8th, 2005
7:11 pm
Story time.......
I'm new here, and I have a short piece that is not finished yet, but I would Like to submit what I have to see what people think...... It may be confusing, as it is not set in our world, but I have included a pronunciation and conversion section at the start, also a little history there too, wherever you see ____ it is the worlds name, I have not yet thought of one......If you have any suggestions or critique please go right ahead.....

The flickering light made by wooden torches danced the shadows around the room like puppets in a play, the shadows were of seven men, they had discovered a chamber beneath the Guild Halls, and they were busy studying it. As the Elders finished lighting the torches around the huge Jade statue, the room was partially lit, but most notably the statue was glowing. The oldest of the Elders went forward, instructing the seven other elders to gather around, by pure chance, they stood in the layout of an ancient ritual, the oldest of the men, raised a hand, to touch the statue. A light filled the room, and the men fell to the ground. Struggling to their feet, they saw the statue, or what remained of it. The large chunks of jade began to dissolve, they slowly gathered at the point where the statue had been and then, they came to life. A woman was standing before them, a woman that only one man recognised, and this man, looked to his hand, to see what he dreaded most, the gauntlet of Anilontha tattooed on the back of his hand, he could only think of one explanation the gods were back. Collapse )

Current Mood: Gotta type!!!
Saturday, June 4th, 2005
5:20 pm
Poetry Fans! :) :)

My grandmother's dying wish was to publish a book of her poetry, and the day before she died she was told from the publisher that her dream was going to come true. 2 months after she passed away, the book is published.

If we sell 500 hardcopy books, it will appear on the shelves of Barnes and Noble. So please, consider buying this book. It truley is amazing, and it would mean alot to the memory of my Nanny.

I think this book is amazing. It is poetry about spirituality, love, and life. I have grown up around my grandmothers poetry, and I have always found it so emotionally moving and inspiring. I honestly think that others will love it just as I have.


One Light by Norma Hantson
Wednesday, April 20th, 2005
2:04 am
I am new here and I am actually very shy about letting other people read my things. I write poems and stories. Recently i've begun on a novel but that's not what i want to show you now. I would like to show you a poem i wrote about 6 months ago. It's about my break-up with the last boyfriend i had.


Now i know how I feel
about us parting
and the feeling is

nothing to worry 'bout
cause i am fine now
and the feeling is

happy we're not together
now that you've hurt me
and the feeling is

sad we ended this way
but what's to be done?
and the feeling is

thoughtful 'bout our future
will we be one again?
and the feeling is

confused about my love
though i do love you
and the feeling is


will i ever
love you like that again?
you know you REALLY hurt me
and the feeling is

nothing to worry 'bout
cause i'm fine now

I hope you liked it. At least just a bit. Please tell me whatever you thought of it.

Current Mood: hopeful
Sunday, April 17th, 2005
4:06 pm
So, I'm writing this story for my ENC1142 (Writing Short Stories) class at FSU, and I'm stuck. The final draft is due Thursday, and I need some help.

Basically, it's about a social worker, fresh out of college, just starting her career, and she gets her first case, a little boy who was hurt by his mother's boyfriend (which I might change to have the mother be hurt instead, since I think the little boy would be put into foster care if that really happened). Anyway, the mother says she won't press charges, and so the social worker leaves and feels like she didn't do any good, and it was a waste. Now she has to realize something, probably that life sucks and you can only help those that want to be helped, but I don't know how she would realize that. I was thinking just do it through dialog with her friend, but that seems boring. My professor said have her sleep with someone, but I don't get how that would help, I think he's just horny. Sooo... any ideas? Pleeeease.

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Current Mood: hopeful
Monday, April 4th, 2005
3:26 pm
Hi all!  I'm new!  I have written a short story for the first time ever and I really need some feedback on it.  Fear not, it's a fast read.  Enjoy and comment!

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