Young Writer's Guild

Wondering

2011-07-24T20:15:00.000-07:00

Yes, if you were questioning the title, it does imply that I am actually wondering something. Here is that thing: are any of the other members of the Young Writer's Guild still writing on their blogs? Or do they get updates about when another member posts? Hmm.. Maybe I will find out when one of them does or does not comment on my writing or when they post something themselves. Any who... I tend to ramble a lot when I am just typing, but I guess that's okay, because that's what a blog is for, right? Cool.. Now I'm making my decission, do I want to scrap this account and start over? Or do I just keep blogging off of here. I'm not sure if there is a way to join a new "group" or something. Or would that just make me a groupie? So many questions. Will they go unanswered? Ah.. dangit.. That was another question. Well, HORRAH to my first blog post of 2011. Its only been like 8394961 years since I posted. Not really. Yay to sarcasm. Well, time to go drift around and see what I want to do about this. Ta-ta for now!

Yours truly, zilla <3

P.S. 5 days and 7 1/2 hours till I leave for my first mission trip and I am SO excited!

all credit to nick casey!

2008-05-21T15:57:00.000-07:00

So, this is the poem Nick Casey (boyfriend) gave to me. He claims it isn't good.. well let me have your opinion! Remember, THIS IS NOT MY WORK!!!

Just you!

The sun rises just to see you
The moon sets just to dream of you.
The birds in the trees sing your name,
The bees in the hive make you queen.
God wants you,
your a fallen angel.
No one on Earth can quite compare,
your besutiful inside and out.
Everyone gathers around you
Searching for that famous smile.
You are the light of my life, the most amazing person ever
you are showered with love & friendship
For that I call you lucky, all i get is hate & jealousy
because of course i get you all for me.
I love you!

**So tell me your opinion! Thanks. (:

Story Starter One

2008-04-29T17:09:00.000-07:00

I silently stepped out into the magnificent meadow. My eyes fluttered over the beauty. I moved deeper into the meadow, guarding my sides with my arms.
But, a voice held me back, pressing deep pain into my heart. The voice was velvet, smooth, almost too perfect for a human. It pulsed through my head, over and over again.
I squeezed my eyes shut, starring at the vivid image that is forever imprinted into my mind. His eyes, like perfectly shined diamonds, on a velvet black canvas. They beat upon me with pain, with a passion.
I breathed deeply, and forced my eyes open. I starred over the meadow. The grass first, it was wet with new rain, cold. The color was a great emerald, shinning brightly. It swayed back and forth in the slight breeze, that was really cold.
Then, the sky. It was baby blue, the color of my room. It had spots of clouds, which looked like cotton balls thrown into the air, stuck forever.
However, I saved the brightest, and most bonding for last. The Sun. It cast a bright light over my sanctuary, and unleased a warm comfort over my body. It reminded me of his beauty, my one true love.
I breathed deeply, taking in all i had been seeing, thinking. I blinked back the warm tears that started to caress my eyes. I missed him, I missed coming to my retreat with him, and i love him. This was going to get harder for me, I knew this.
Then I turned, and walked out of the one true place I called home,
"I love you," I whispered, and I felt a gust of wind whip around me. I knew this was his way of syaing "I love you too."

My reasoning behind this

2008-04-29T17:03:00.000-07:00

Okay, so what I have been doing lately, is not writing full stories, but writing the beginning. I want to show everyone a sneak peek, and let you guys choose which ones you like most. I would like comments, what you like, what I need to improve on, if you like the way its going but would like it to go slightly different, anything! I wont be upset, I want the hard stuff! :D Thanks everyone! My starters will be numbered, not titled.

Aubrey

Your Gone. ch. one

2007-12-30T02:58:00.000-08:00

My throat pounded with a hard lump in it. Mr. Elizer's word's hit me like a bag of brick's. How could this have happened? Why, would this happen. I choked out a few words, "But.. I.. I lo.. loved him.." My mind raced with memories. An overload of happiness shattered in my head and I screamed, whipping my body around and runing toward the one thing that held us together. I ran across the street, nearly getting rammed into by the Silver minivan, the woman driver screaming out many words that my mother would have my tounge for. I sprined across the elderly womans lawn and onto the rough, painful sidewalk. I ran, holding back the scream I wanted to unleash from the pain of the concrete. As I got closer to what I had been headed for, I haerd my name. It was my mom. She had crossed the sidewalk and was now walking towards me. I looked forward again and kept running. Tears fled down my face and rolled off my cheeks. There it was, the white oak tree. I collapsed to the ground, and tears burst from my painful eyes. My heart had felt like it was broken into a million shards of glass. My body felt weak, as though i had just ran a marathon. I ran my numb fingers over the carving in the wood. My body tingled and went limb. A large thud had concluded that I had fainted. The only thing I rember after that point, is Mr.Elizer. I couldn't believe what i had heard, Bobby had been killed? This must be a horrible dream, a horrible dream that will lead me to waking in a harsh cold sweat, it din'twork out that way. My boyfriend had been shot. Fate, maybe? But without even getting a goodbye? This was not going to be easy, and I knew that. This would be a ride worth living, a story worth telling.

Bomber Run

2007-11-06T05:22:00.000-08:00

The plane was shaking so hard from damage, I think that I would have died from it. Pearl Harbor was coming up. Time to turn Pearl Harbor into Dust Harbor. The bomber squadron at the left turned down towards the harbor. Then the right. Next was us. The feeling of just heading down felt bad. It felt like your stomach is at your lungs. Not a pleasant feeling. The airstrip was about a mile or two away. It already had smoke on it from other bombing runs. then the alarm went off for attack and we knew it was time. As we approached the airstrip we heard the alarms of the Americans. I looked through the target scope, ready to drop the bombs. "Fire!" I yelled. The bomb dropped as I looked threw the target hole right before the view filled with explosions. We pulled back up and headed back to the carrier Akagi.

-thoughts and actions of a Japanese bomber pilot on December 7, 1941 during the attack on Pearl Harbor.

-another journal entry of The Raid on Pearl Harbor

The Day of Infamy

2007-11-05T18:50:00.000-08:00

It wasn't the blast that woke me up, it was the deathly silence after the blast that awoke me. I looked at the clock: 7:55 A.M. What was the government doing now? Some crazy test probably. I looked out the 4th story window........ to find the area in destruction. Ok definitly not a test. I looked up to see Japanese bombers flying ahead. The Japanese? In Pearl Harbor? Ok one thing was for sure: they weren't on vacation. So the japanese wanted a fight? We're gonna give them a fight! The raid of Pearl Harber had begun!

-thoughts of an innocent bystander moments before he is killed by a bomb of a Japanese bomber on December 7, 1941 during the attack on Pearl Harbor.

The introduction of a journal entry about the raid of Pearl Harbor

Trouble with grammar??

2007-10-27T07:15:00.000-07:00

Hey ya'll!

I know we ALL have trouble with grammar. It's an issue. Does the comma go here, here, or even over there , ,? Alas, I come to you with answers! Well, I don't have the answers but this book does. (notice how I didn't use the comma after 'but' because 'this book does' is not a sentence. See, I are smart!)

Eats, Shoots & Leaves by Lynne Truss

from the back
A panda walks into a café. He orders a sandwich, eats it, then draws a gun and proceeds to fire it at the other patrons.

“Why?” asks the confused, surviving waiter amidst the carnage, as the panda makes towards the exit. The panda produces a badly punctuated wildlife manual and tosses it over his shoulder.

“Well, I’m a panda,” he says at the door. “Look it up.”

The waiter turns to the relevant entry in the manual and, sure enough, finds an explanation. “Panda. Large black-and-white bear-like mammal, native to China. Eats, shoots and leaves.”

This tragedy could have been easily avoided with an understanding of grammar. Come on into the library and check this book out if you too have troubles with punctuation.

See ya here!

Lost Love

2007-10-22T17:55:00.000-07:00

I sat on my cold bathroom floor, flooding it with tears of hate, love, and sorrow. My emotions spread through my body, like the black plauge, turning all happiness against me. I had been crying for several hours at this point, and yet no sign of happiness had overcome my body yet! I felt it coming again, a strange, sick kind of feeling. I quickly rose and bent my head near the toilet, barely making it. The gruesome upchuck had gotten a strand of my hair, and as I opened my tear-filled eyes, what I saw only made more come out. This had been occuring through the last hour, for I had been crying so hard, that I was sick. It had been a hard day for me. Finding out my dad had died, and now my boyfriend has cancer. What more can go wrong? This was like going to a party, and having nobody show up, actually, this was worse.

* This is the begginging of my new story. comment and i hope you like it! -Aubrey

More Naruto stuff! 58 ways to annoy Orochimaru-sama<3

2007-10-22T15:32:00.000-07:00

Disclaimer:While I may have written this list, I have not told you to try it. If you do attempt these and lose your life in the process, I am not to be held responsible.

~Dye all of his robes black and insist on calling him Oreo
~Sing the Oreo theme-song when hes having a evil moment
~Bow before him and call him the Emo-Jesus
~Wear snake-skin pants; Tell him Kabuto gave them to you
~Buy him a mongoose
~Flirt with Kabuto
~Flirt with the Sound 5
~When it comes to him, just walk past
~Ask if he speaks Parseltongue
~After everything he says, say Excuse me? What was that?
~Ask if he wears boxers or briefs
~When hes asleep, use his tongue as a jump-rope
~Cut up all of his pants
~Buy a flute like the snake charmers use and play it around him
~Ask exactly how long his tongue is
~When he tries to bite you (and he will), bite back
~Try to milk his venom
~Ask if hes related to Medusa
~Apologize, repeatedly (ex: You: OOPS, Im sorry; Oro:-glares-Dont apologize; You: Oh! Im so sorry; Oro:-fangs come out; You: S-sorry!!)
~Try to sell him creams for scaly skin
~Mimic him behind his back when he's addressing the Sound 5
~Serve live mice for dinner
~Dub him Chibi-chimaru (Orochi = large snake, Chibi-chi = little snake)
~For Valentines day, buy a large box of caramels and write on the card- To my beautiful boa, your snake can explore my garden any day.
~Sign it Kabuto
~Make him say Sally sells seashells by the sea shore repeatedly
~Trick him into complementing you
~Invite little children to his house and give them large sticks
~Tell them hes a pinnate.
~Steal all of his snakes and replace them with plastic ones
~Hiss whenever he tries to talk
~Hum the worms come up
~When hes walking, hum the Imperial March (aka Vaders theme)
~Ask if his hair is the source of his power
~Then try to cut it off
~Learn Parseltongue
~Tell him snakes are overgrown worms
~Ask if Itachi-san can come over
~Glomp him
~Cry
~When he lectures you, start singling Cold-hearted snake
~Proclaim yourself the new leader of the Sound village
~Sing the song that gets on everybodys nerves
~Disobey him, plain and simple
~Tie his snakes together
~Tell him hes pretty
~Hide his robes
~Ask to meet his family
~Invite Jiraiya over
~Take his earrings
~Pull on one of his robes and ask him what hes doing when hes searching for his clothes
~Stock his cabinets with ramen and tell Naruto theres a ramen sale in the Sound village
~Ask if he sheads
~Burn his underwear (thus awnsering the question of boxers or breifs)
~Insist on walking in front of him and introducing him everytime he enters a new room
~Make a list of all the posiable uses for his tongue.
~Show him this list

2007-10-18T14:45:00.000-07:00

Heh, 54 ways to Annoy Gaara-kun

Disclaimer:
While I may have written this list, I have not told you to try it. If you do attempt these and lose your life in the process, I am not to be held responsible.

~Call him Gaara-kun >P
~Drill a hole in his gourd
~Build a sand-castle with his sand
~Talk with a Texas accent
~Poke him, repeatedly
~Pour water on him
~Ask to barrow his eyeliner
~Ask about his childhood
~Invite Naruto to his house ->.<-
~Kiss him
~Ask him to transform
~Jump on his back
~Push him off the roof when he’s moon-gazing
~Challange him to a staring contest
~Rip his gourd off
~Burry yourself halfway in sand and scream for him to help you (Gaara: -smirks- uses sand burial)
~Make friends with his siblings
~Steal ‘Crow’ (Kankuro’s puppet(Kankuro "GAARA! SHE/HE STOLE CROW! Gaara -glares-))
~Sleep over and insist on sleeping in his room
~When he’s meditating, keep asking if he’s asleep
~Pelt him with sand
~Flirt with him
~Wash his hair and style it flat -that’s just mean-
~Ask Temari why he’s in a permanent bad mood
~Ask if he’s a virgin
~ If he says yes, offer to fix that
~Post pictures of yourself all over his rooms
~Send him provicative e-mails
~Get him drunk then sleep next to him.
~Try to get rid of the dark circles around his eyes
~Buy him a cowboy hat
~Ask if he likes Lee -shot-
~Ask if he’s the sandman
~Hug him
~Start a conversation with Temari. Whenever Gaara walks by, shut up immediately. When he’s passed, start giggling uncontrollably. (WARNING: Temari will think your insane after this)
~Call him a freak (35)
~Dress in his robes
~Point out he has no pupils
~Worship the ground he walks on
~Ask what the hell is wrong with him
~Ask how many grains of sand are in his gourd
~Count them
~Play truth or dare with him (You: "Gaara, truth or dare?" Gaara: "You can’t be serious..." You: "Common! Truth or dare?" Gaara: "Dare." You: "I dare you to smile." Gaara: "no. Now, truth or dare?" You: "but..." Gaara: "Truth or dare?" You: "Dare." Gaara: "I dare you to take this kunai and drive it through your heart.")
~Squeel and call him cute
~Grab the garden hose and say "Shukaku, come out and play."
~Put his head on your chest and tell him to listen
~Whenever he tries to summon the sand against you, squirt him with a water-bottle and say "No! Bad boy!"
~Paint his room yellow -gags-
~When he’s in the big ball of sand, pelt rocks at it
~Start singing ‘Mr. Sandman’ at inopratune moments
~When walking behind him, run and tackle him to the ground. When he asks what your problem is, tell him the sky was falling and you just saved his life.
~Dye your hair red and spike it, get a gourd like his, write the kanji for self-love in red permanent marker above your left eye, pull on one of his robes, remove the glass from his mirror and stand behind the frame with a broad grin on your face.
~Remind his daily that he still hasn’t killed you.
~Show him this list

LOL <3

2007-10-17T20:34:00.000-07:00

Umm..

Well, I wrote this last year after watching the news about the War.

So umm... i figured I'd post it.

Tell me whacha think

Stop The Madness

Sitting at home,
Watching the news,
Shootings, rapes,
Births of animals at zoos.

But one specific topic,
Seems to catch my eye.
It’s something that hurts everyone,
And makes me want to cry.

Protestors surround the white house,
Holding signs and yelling out loud.
Is this the sort of action we take,
To make our country proud?

This is pathetic!
21 thousand troops?
And issued draft?
I don’t think so.

I listen to my worried friends’ cries.
“I don’t want to lose my brother,”
“I don’t want to lose my friend.”
I myself think aloud,
“I could lose my cousin, why can’t this just end?”

My family lost a loved one,
To the Wars over in Iraq.
And just 15 days later,
He was supposed to be coming back.

But one thing he said,
Before he died.
That he told his father,
He wanted him to be aware.
“It isn’t all bad stuff dad,
We are doing good things over there”

I couldn’t tell you,
What I think of this War,
For my opinion seems to change everyday.
And I can’t take it anymore.

I’m sick of hearing about death!
I’m tired of hearing the news!
I don’t want to constantly wonder,
Why we’re over there anyway.

Why help people that don’t want help?
Why continue this suffering?
Can you promise that in the end,
Peace is what this will bring?

Protests.
Angry Families
Lost Hope
Yelling
Tears
Death

Stop the madness…
JUST STOP THE MADNESS!

Stop the damn madness!!

…

This country can’t take anymore.

Ok meh story info

2007-10-17T15:04:00.000-07:00

Ok I write Naruto storys, fanfics, and a few of my own stories but heres one of meh naruto fan fics so =P
U dont like it, email meh and ill write a diff story for ya
Cryingisauselessemotion@yahoo.com

Name: Mei
Age: 13
Hair: black shoulder length with red highlights
Eyes: one is gray the other is red
Clothes:
Village: Village Hidden in the Darkness
Rank: Genin
Past: You shall find out in the first one which shall come out soon[hopefully..]
Personality: Quiet and avoids everyone
Likes: being alone, killing, pain, black, darkness
Dislikes: PINK,people, talking, friendship, happiness, families
Things to know: She rarely talks to anyone.. only if she is forced to
Features: Scars.

Ideas for what to post...

2007-10-15T11:59:00.000-07:00

Hey All!

If you are having trouble thinking of something to post on our writer's blog try this:

Write a review of something you liked (or hated, that would be interesting).
Post something that you already wrote, even if you have a class writing assignement you were particularly proud of, that would be great!
Post a picture you took and write about it.
Just start typing and see where it takes you!

Since I am not immune I will write a review for you guys...

DEATH NOTE!!

Death Note is the BEST manga series I've read so far, hands down. It has everything you could want in a manga series, mystery, comedy, SUSPENSE, pretty boys with effeminate features and beautiful girls, not to mention, Shinigami which are GODS OF DEATH. Plus it ends after 12 volumes which is a wonderful thing if you hate constantly waiting for the next book (ahem...Bleach & InuYasha). The artwork is amazing too, not too simple and not too gory, but there are deaths, lots and lots of deaths!

The premise is that Light, a seemingly normal Japanese high schooler, finds a book with a set of rules. The rules read "whosoever's name is written in this death note shall die". Light decides to use this notebook for good and begins to kill criminals, however, this begins to attract a lot of attention. Light, who is now referred to as Kira (savior of the world) comes under the suspicion of the greatest detective alive, L. Who will win? Who is right?

This manga touches on a variety of issues as well as being an incredible story! I recommend this series to everyone who'll listen.

-Joe

=)

2007-10-11T18:13:00.000-07:00

Hello, everyone!

So what doth beth upth?

Whoosh!

2007-10-07T12:43:00.000-07:00

IIII'M here. Oh yeah. -elevator music- What exactly does one go about posting here? x3 Hm. I'm gonna.. just... y'know... leave now... xD I totally don't know where to go for anything on this site >__> -feels scared and confused- xP

Lawl. Or, can we use chatspeak? I hope so. Cause if not then I just broke a rule multiple times in the last five seconds >__>;; Um... I'll go now ^__^;

Byeee <3
~Bellatrix Lestrange I mean
~Tasha
0=D

2007-10-05T21:40:00.000-07:00

Hello people!!!!!!!!!!!

Hmm.. does anyone even read this.

Well yeah.. theres my first post! its a tester. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

...yeahh..

Jess <3

Start Writing! Start getting readers!

2007-10-03T14:33:00.000-07:00

Hey all you young writers out there!

Here is a place where you can post you original writing and get feedback from other readers. If you have not received an invite to the blog please email me at jmarcantonio@plainfield.lib.il.us

If you have any suggestions or questions let me know!

Thanks and happy writing!

Joe Marcantonio
YA Librarian