Post by Brindleface on Oct 3, 2016 18:30:57 GMT -5
Hello! I have recently dug out a few of my books I started from the past year or so, and wanted to get you people's opinions on them! :3 all the stories vary in everything from genre to character age, but all the main characters are females. They are also written in various different styles and viewpoints as I have been trying to figure out which works best for me. You don't have to read all of them, just tell me what you think of the ones you did take the time to read! c: also some are very short, only a paragraph or two, and others are a bit longer, like the whole first chapter or more.
Book 1 -
The light snow fell light over the land, briefly blanketing everything in a white powder. It was well into the fourth month, but here snow was not uncommon even in the fifth. But for two months out of the year, the sun warmed the land or Anar enough to make everyday warm, and this is what Miana always waited for.
Though she was a princess, Miana had much freedom to do as she liked, for Anar was a small and poor kingdom with not much worth taking. Because of that, Miana had found her way to know every place in the kingdom and forest, something something she knew was well beyond what her older siblings knew. She doubted they'd even be able to find their way back to the castle from the main road.
And, of course, there were few months that Miana could do that exploring without being cold, and the fourth month was one of them. Still dressed warm in her fur-trimmed dress, boots and cloak, she made her way through the courtyard and out the front gates of the small castle.
Today she would not go to Shadow Forest, though it was one of her favorite places to explore, because she knew the cloudy day would make it as dark as night in the deep wood. Instead Miana headed up the northwest road that led to the Light Wood.
The Light Wood was always oddly warmer than anywhere else in the kingdom, which made it the perfect place for Miana to go on a colder day. It was only a small forest, but it ended at a great hill, from which you could make out the glimmering cities of the neighboring kingdoms far on the horizon.
Book 2 -
It's not that I didn't want to go, I just didn't see the point.
Ever since my older sister Celia had graduated from college and gotten her own apartment, my parents tried to send me there every summer. I mean, it's not that I didn't want to see her, but spending so much time with her made tensions run high, and I didn't want to be a burden.
But, despite my protests, my parents dropped me off at her door a weeks dyer school ended, promising to be back in a month though I knew they always have into my pleas after two weeks.
Buzzing for my sister's apartment, a took a step back from the door and looked at the small town's Main Street. Behind me say a small but pretty park, and just down the street a monument stood tall, surrounded by a small, neat garden.
^ I know you don't have much to go off of with this one, sorry.
Book 3 -
"Love!" I looked up sharply as I heard someone call out to me, keeping it was important since my last name had been used. Looking down the slope I stood on, I spotted Akri, a mix of confusion and m understanding showing on his face.
"The meeting?" He suggested, hoping to spark a connection and remind me.
"Oh! I forgot." I'm muttered, mentally scolding myself for forgetting such an important thing. When would I outgrow this absent-mindedness?
When we reached the meeting place, Nike and Lace were already there, and no doubt had been before Akri had left to find me. Taking my place next the Nike, we looked toward Akri, who stood before is to speak.
"As you should know," he started, taking on a more serious tone than when he had addressed me. "The whispers have quickly spread and been growing about trespasses in the land." A short, worried looked passed between the three of us listening, though we had all know it before.
Book 4 -
Staring down at the part before me, I could almost feel my won frustration reflected back at me from it, like the whiteness reflected not just light but also emotions.
It wasn't until I finally glanced up at the clock that I realized how long I had actually wasted daydreaming about that. The essay was due in two days, and I knew I should've taken advantage of the time my teacher let us work on it in class, m but so far I couldn't fully grasp the topic yet.
I wasp my pulled from my thought fully when the bell rang, and even though I was released to be going home, I still wished I had more time in class to think about starting the essay. As I followed my classmates out of the room, I felt a small tap on my shoulder, calling my attention to my best friend Aubrey.
"Have you finished it yet?" She asked, with so much enthusias I almost didn't realize what she was referring to.
"Um...not yet." I replied, unwilling to flat-put tell her the truth. Aubrey wasn't a nerd, or even that smart, but what she lacked in brainpower she made up for in determination, and it was rare of her to ever turn in something late or giving it any less than her all. Still, sometimesi wished she wouldn't try to influence me as much as she did.
"How far have you gotten?" She pressed, not giving up until she had a complete answer out of me.
"Well, I have a title," I suggested, hoping she wouldn't realize I hadn't even come up with that. Of course she did.
"Mr. Montcroix told us what to use for that!" She accused, playfully slapping me with her folder. "West, you know we only have two days to finish it, why would you wait so long to start?"
When I couldn't find an accpetable reason, she continued, though now took on a different approach.
"How about I come to your house after school tomorrow and help you brainstorm ideas? If you still don't have one by then, that is."
Letting out a release sigh, I nodded to her, opening my locker and takin out my backpack. I heard her open her mouth to say more, but when a second passed and she still hasn't spoken, I was more included to look over at her.
She looked surprised more tha anything, but there was a glimmer of mischief in her eyes and a small smile played across her lips.
"What is it?" I asked, confused at why she, of all people, had stopped talking for anything short of the world ending.
"West Avery Castre, how have we been in school for a whole month, and yet you've never mentioned to me that Jackson's locker is five away from yours?" she motioned behind me as she spoke, so it was no surprise that that when I turned around, Jackson was glancing over at us, giving a quick grin before turning away.
Smiling back, though I doubt he saw it, I went back to my locker. "He always comes after we leave, probably stops by someone else's locker first." I told her, though it didn't really explain why I had never mentioned it. "And it's six, actually." I added, meaning I also admitted that I had counted.
Book 1 -
The light snow fell light over the land, briefly blanketing everything in a white powder. It was well into the fourth month, but here snow was not uncommon even in the fifth. But for two months out of the year, the sun warmed the land or Anar enough to make everyday warm, and this is what Miana always waited for.
Though she was a princess, Miana had much freedom to do as she liked, for Anar was a small and poor kingdom with not much worth taking. Because of that, Miana had found her way to know every place in the kingdom and forest, something something she knew was well beyond what her older siblings knew. She doubted they'd even be able to find their way back to the castle from the main road.
And, of course, there were few months that Miana could do that exploring without being cold, and the fourth month was one of them. Still dressed warm in her fur-trimmed dress, boots and cloak, she made her way through the courtyard and out the front gates of the small castle.
Today she would not go to Shadow Forest, though it was one of her favorite places to explore, because she knew the cloudy day would make it as dark as night in the deep wood. Instead Miana headed up the northwest road that led to the Light Wood.
The Light Wood was always oddly warmer than anywhere else in the kingdom, which made it the perfect place for Miana to go on a colder day. It was only a small forest, but it ended at a great hill, from which you could make out the glimmering cities of the neighboring kingdoms far on the horizon.
Book 2 -
It's not that I didn't want to go, I just didn't see the point.
Ever since my older sister Celia had graduated from college and gotten her own apartment, my parents tried to send me there every summer. I mean, it's not that I didn't want to see her, but spending so much time with her made tensions run high, and I didn't want to be a burden.
But, despite my protests, my parents dropped me off at her door a weeks dyer school ended, promising to be back in a month though I knew they always have into my pleas after two weeks.
Buzzing for my sister's apartment, a took a step back from the door and looked at the small town's Main Street. Behind me say a small but pretty park, and just down the street a monument stood tall, surrounded by a small, neat garden.
^ I know you don't have much to go off of with this one, sorry.
Book 3 -
"Love!" I looked up sharply as I heard someone call out to me, keeping it was important since my last name had been used. Looking down the slope I stood on, I spotted Akri, a mix of confusion and m understanding showing on his face.
"The meeting?" He suggested, hoping to spark a connection and remind me.
"Oh! I forgot." I'm muttered, mentally scolding myself for forgetting such an important thing. When would I outgrow this absent-mindedness?
When we reached the meeting place, Nike and Lace were already there, and no doubt had been before Akri had left to find me. Taking my place next the Nike, we looked toward Akri, who stood before is to speak.
"As you should know," he started, taking on a more serious tone than when he had addressed me. "The whispers have quickly spread and been growing about trespasses in the land." A short, worried looked passed between the three of us listening, though we had all know it before.
Book 4 -
Staring down at the part before me, I could almost feel my won frustration reflected back at me from it, like the whiteness reflected not just light but also emotions.
It wasn't until I finally glanced up at the clock that I realized how long I had actually wasted daydreaming about that. The essay was due in two days, and I knew I should've taken advantage of the time my teacher let us work on it in class, m but so far I couldn't fully grasp the topic yet.
I wasp my pulled from my thought fully when the bell rang, and even though I was released to be going home, I still wished I had more time in class to think about starting the essay. As I followed my classmates out of the room, I felt a small tap on my shoulder, calling my attention to my best friend Aubrey.
"Have you finished it yet?" She asked, with so much enthusias I almost didn't realize what she was referring to.
"Um...not yet." I replied, unwilling to flat-put tell her the truth. Aubrey wasn't a nerd, or even that smart, but what she lacked in brainpower she made up for in determination, and it was rare of her to ever turn in something late or giving it any less than her all. Still, sometimesi wished she wouldn't try to influence me as much as she did.
"How far have you gotten?" She pressed, not giving up until she had a complete answer out of me.
"Well, I have a title," I suggested, hoping she wouldn't realize I hadn't even come up with that. Of course she did.
"Mr. Montcroix told us what to use for that!" She accused, playfully slapping me with her folder. "West, you know we only have two days to finish it, why would you wait so long to start?"
When I couldn't find an accpetable reason, she continued, though now took on a different approach.
"How about I come to your house after school tomorrow and help you brainstorm ideas? If you still don't have one by then, that is."
Letting out a release sigh, I nodded to her, opening my locker and takin out my backpack. I heard her open her mouth to say more, but when a second passed and she still hasn't spoken, I was more included to look over at her.
She looked surprised more tha anything, but there was a glimmer of mischief in her eyes and a small smile played across her lips.
"What is it?" I asked, confused at why she, of all people, had stopped talking for anything short of the world ending.
"West Avery Castre, how have we been in school for a whole month, and yet you've never mentioned to me that Jackson's locker is five away from yours?" she motioned behind me as she spoke, so it was no surprise that that when I turned around, Jackson was glancing over at us, giving a quick grin before turning away.
Smiling back, though I doubt he saw it, I went back to my locker. "He always comes after we leave, probably stops by someone else's locker first." I told her, though it didn't really explain why I had never mentioned it. "And it's six, actually." I added, meaning I also admitted that I had counted.