Posts Tagged ‘short story’

Protected: Short Story

Monday, August 10th, 2009

Re-read the short story I wrote for my workshop last Fall. It went through about four revisions but I’m not sure I like it after taking it out of deep freeze and taking another look. It’s a short story about the evolution of a relationship between a brother and a sister during World War II, not exactly incestual but not exactly not. Nothing graphic.

I think the lack of names works in this case, as does the third person. The detachment of third person is meant to keep the ambiguity of the relationship. Comma placement continues to be a plaguing problem. My grammar is terrible. I think one major problem is that it originally was a 600-or-so word flash fic that felt completely off for the fandom since the characters in the fanfiction only had a nodding acquaintance with their real counterparts. It makes me feel uncertain about the whole thing.

Anybody willing to go over it? Or even if out of bored interest, wants to read it. :P


when it came, she had a starving smile

Thursday, December 11th, 2008

Insomnia again. I’ve won three ‘free domains’ from Name Cheap through their contest. I’m content with this number and since it was a little stressful I’ve bowed out of the contest for now. Not that anybody would notice!

The semi-incestuous story and the rest of the portfolio was turned in today. Seven page essay, a 2591 word short story, my reading journal, my writing exercises, everything. I have one more class (a different one) and only just to turn in my final project. After that I should be a graduate! I really hope I don’t flub this up somehow, I keep getting worried.

I’m thinking of going into IT. I love writing scripts. I think with some schooling I might be worth employing. Perhaps. It’s a big leap for me since I keep going back and forth. Half a year I’d decided on it. A month later I’d decided against it again. I think it would be the best choice for me, though. The medical field is for my family, it’s not for me. I’d be rubbish at being a respiratory therapist. I don’t have steady hands so being a surgical tech would be a disaster. I feel that I should do what I love. I am worried that I will come to hate doing what I love because it becomes a job but I have to take that chance.

I need to edit ten pages of poetry for my final project. Not quite sure what I should do with them. I’m afraid they’re not good enough. I know they’re not good. Really, only a three to four page essay left to do. I can manage that in six days, right?