Look, I know I said I was going to rant about the four things stressing me out, and granted I got two out of the way. I'm still working on the third onw, but frankly Choir and Madrigals aren't really stressing me out anymore. Sorry if you were looking forward to it.
Anyways... On to stress number three! Stories!
A little over a year ago my brother and I started a Guild at the popular site Neopets.com called "Knights Of The Hidden Castle." Basically I write stories about characters based on the people in the guild, namely the council members. I've only written one full length adventure story about them called "The Battle For The Hidden Castle" (http://www.neopets.com/games/neoadventure/load.phtml?creator=dukerobear2) It took me about three months to write and was pretty stressful but worth it in the end...
Now that I've brought you up to date... The next story I'm writing for the guild was thought of by my Brother and is centered around his character The Black Knight of Darkness. Becuase it's not finished, and for keeping the element of surprise, I can't tell you much about it. But if you want to read some of it, the first part is already up at our website http://www.knightsofthehiddencastle.iwarp.com. The problem with the story is the fact that it's not my idea, and I'm having trouble writing it and satisfing my brother at the same time. He told me the beginning and the characters involved and a basic (very basic) plot. I can't write like that! And now that he's working I'm completely on my own... So I am...
I've just now decided I'm going to write the story out of MY ideas. He can't control me, it's creative lisence! Exactly! Wish me luck...
Sorry this post wasn't it's best... I have to be in a certain mood to write well and well... I'm not in one now...
Duke's Tower
Why am I trapped in this castle? I've been here for so long, it's big and cold and I only have myself for company. Sure, people visit, but all they find is what I've left behind, carved into the walls and floors. No one ever sees the real me, no one ever tries. But I still try to show them, show them the way I am inside. The way I am inside this shell, a shell that little by little is cracking away, revealing the true me. But would you show yourself if YOU were full of cracks?
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