sooo... i'm writing a book
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I have written stories in the past, but it`s been over a year since I`ve properly written one.
Chapter One
The faint smell of the blood of slaughtered cows drifted down the countryside, making me feel lightheaded. I glance out the window, giving my hands a well-deserved rest from sewing. The smoke house, not far from our farm consists of shrills and agonizing screams of the unfortunate livestock. Daisys gone. My mother says pensively. I look back at her in shock. You mean Daisy? Our cow? I ask her, not quite believing what shed said.
The slaughter house took her in at dawn yesterday. I couldnt tell you because I didnt want to upset you. Tears started to swell in my eyes, filling every corner until I couldnt take it anymore.
Im going to harvest. I stammer quickly, dropping all needles and walking out of our cottage snippily.
I wipe the tears away from my eyes as I begin the harvest. My sister Anastasias lying on the field, boasting her pretty face at the carriage riders who went up and forth the sidewalk. Looking back at the smoke house, the shrilling and screaming of unfortunate livestock have stopped. Remembering Daisy, she must be in heaven by now. We bred her from King James Harper and Lady Olivia, both which had fine pedigrees. No broken lines, inbreeding or cross-breeding. Even if they were, we love them all the same. I come from a poor, under-privileged place. We had to walk almost a kilometre to collect water from the well and had to work hard every day for a food. Living on a farm, its hard, especially in summer because of the heat. Mother always said if we stick together, wed be fine. But I know better.
You could at least help, Anastasia! I yell at my sister who was winking at random strangers on their horses who rid past. My sister was pretty, prettier than me, at least. But I honestly felt as if her personality was horrible. She glares back at me; her emerald green eyes looked as sharp as a viper beginning to attack. You always do the harvest. Why does it have to be different today? she says in a pompous tone. Because theres a lot of harvest and I cant do it on my own in one day. I snap back. I didnt know how Ive had to put up with her for all these years. Shed never done anything to help our family survive. All she did was sit around and go for strolls in the village to flirt with men there while mother and I did all the work.
You know, Im older than you, so you have to listen to me. I can do whatever I want, and its you who has to do all the work! she says, getting up from the field so I can harvest in peace. Im going to the village. She announces. I rolled my eyes and continued harvesting. Anastasia always brought home a new man each day and Im not surprised if she does again.
By mid-evening, I finish the harvesting and was already sweating. Im used to it, the heat, the sweat, everything. Now I had to go a kilometre to get some water. I round up the horse in the paddock, the dark chestnut one which Ive always ridden. We cant afford carriages, so breeding livestock was our only hope. I tack it up and went at a moderate trot pace to the well. If I go onto full-speed gallop, that would only make me more dehydrated. I reach the well in fifteen minutes, grab the pail and push the lever up and down so I can collect the water. Suddenly, in the water, Im not sure if my vision is playing tricks on me, or if the sunset is giving me illusions, but I see the water separate like the ocean rolling waves. As it separates, I saw a female head starting to form. It appears strangely similar to Anastasias. Then, a motion picture of Anastasia kissing a tall, dark man in dim candlelight appears. After a few brief minutes of kissing, the man slips a knife out of his cape and wavers it around Anastasias back. I give out a little gasp as he stabs her, starting slow, but I saw the tip of the knife sinking in deeper. This has to be a vision I think relentlessly, closing my eyes for ten seconds, then opening them again. As I open them, I saw that the sun has already set and night had slithers in. Dare I look down to the well, the vision wasnt there. All I can see was glittering water, now black because of the night sky. The vision was still clear in my head, though. As soon as the vision comes swimming in my mind, I start to feel dizzy, topple backwards and drop the pail of water, leaving me wet and cold in the back. I spit out the dirty mudded water in disgust, trying to stand up and clear my head. I look around for my horse, and he seems calm and alert next to the forest trees, his murk tail swaying side to side. I strip off my brown cloak, now drenched with a mix of water and dirt. My head starts throbbing the most intense pain Ive experienced for a while. A soft wind swirls around in the air for a few concise seconds, then stops. I shrug and get up from the ground, collecting a new pail of water, mount on the horse and went off. My mother and Anastasia must be thirsty now, so I try to clear the vision out of my head and concentrate on getting back home quick enough. But its no use; no matter what I do to try and forget that horrible vision of Anastasia and the man, nothing works. My concerns, especially, reach out for my sister. She can be a pain in the buttocks sometimes- well, all the time, but shes my sister. Im supposed to care about her, and I try to convince myself that this vision was just a hallucination.
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That`s all I got up to :3 I haven`t finished Chapter 1 yet, I hopefully will get it done by today.
PLEASE, can you give me constructive criticism (not the usual "U SUCK") and advice.
Thank you =] -
NOTE: Also, somehow Word Document was playing up, but there are no "'", I apologize. I typed it up with the "'" but it didn`t show up.
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The word processor on GTQ types " diferently than microsoft word. If you notice on word, the " seem to be a bit more italicized. GTQ doesn't recognize the symbols and deletes them. I haven't figured out a way to fix this yet, but if I do, I'll let you know.
For now all I can say is proof read your work before you hit submit.
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