I know, right? It took me [i]forever[/i]. It wasn't even intentional, either. It's not like I was staring at my computer screen for hours on end with a cup of steaming coffee muttering to myself, "What to write, what to write." And I wasn't so busy that I couldn't have found the time.
Anyway...I'm just so glad I finally finished.
And I'm glad about your response. =)
You really think it was a good ending?
You know...I wonder how all these famous authors just happen to write something brilliant. Maybe they just write something and realize they can roll with it?
Like the whole [i]Gone With The Wind[/i] thing. I was just reading it at the time and had it on my mind. So I slipped it into the lunchtime conversation about Kevin and Ivy. And then it sort of [i]worked[/i]. For all of it.
And the finishing paragraph. I reread the last six or seven chapters before beginning to write again to, you know, refresh my memory. And I just [i]knew[/i] that her answering his questions would be a good ending.
Yes, maybe so, but I have no life. I should have [i]made[/i] time, is what I'm saying. And because I did not, I should feel bad. Even if I never did read a two page rant on old people.
I never actually got to the point of reading instead of skimming the prologue and I never commented either. I feel rotten and rightly so.
Well, at least I am reading now. It seems much better a story than I had earlier thought, now that I actually put together the sentences.
I believe the reason I never actually got around to reading was time. I was so caught up in my own story, in my own life and school, that I never made the time to read a friend's work. For that, there is no excuse.
Hm...I suppose if we focus on something for too long, it loses its appeal. So perhaps a break from something is a good thing. Well, that is my excuse anyway.
Geez....it [i]has[/i] been a while since I updated. It's almost a month. Whoa.
I probably should have been working on my story instead of lying around the house reading and doing nothing. I'm a slacker, what can I say?
Thank you so much. =) And especially so if you've been busy and still had the time to comment.
Yeah Phoebe is basically a wall of ice. Nothing really fazes her or surprises her so when Ivy accuses her of something really outlandish, she sort of freaks and the wall melts. Phoebe's pride (or indignation) flares up and she forgets her usual policy of saying nothing, no matter how she really feels. And so now there's this big rift between the two sisters.
Thanks. Glad I did something you really liked in chapter 7.
Paragraphs about how the character eats her/his food? I mean...maybe. If he/she were using a spoon to eat Chinese or something.... That's be funny. Anyway...
Thanks again for reading....and, more importantly, commenting. =)
Strange about that high school? Really? Never thought about it really. My school is laid out similarly, except mine is A-H and there are slip-ups – like a social studies class being on the Art/Chorus/Band extension hall. And the locker thing actually happened, though it wasn’t a band of athletes but a bunch of kids in my honors classes.
Well. I've read through the prologue, but i don't have much time at the minute. (N) You seem like a very good writer. There are places where i think you're trying too hard perhaps. Using 'One' at the the start of a sentance, when the style isn't wuite that formal. Maybe think of replacing it with 'a person' or 'anybody'? It's just personal opinion, mind.
And the minute, I have the short 'Depression' thing posted, but I'm thinking about perhaps starting an actual series soon (maybe tonight) so, I'll let you know when I get something up. :)
You know what... I actually forgot what I was apologizing for... huh...
*shrugs*
Awww, that stinks. But on Saturday, I'm sure you're gonna be the best!
Anyway...I'm just so glad I finally finished.
And I'm glad about your response. =)
You really think it was a good ending?
You know...I wonder how all these famous authors just happen to write something brilliant. Maybe they just write something and realize they can roll with it?
Like the whole [i]Gone With The Wind[/i] thing. I was just reading it at the time and had it on my mind. So I slipped it into the lunchtime conversation about Kevin and Ivy. And then it sort of [i]worked[/i]. For all of it.
And the finishing paragraph. I reread the last six or seven chapters before beginning to write again to, you know, refresh my memory. And I just [i]knew[/i] that her answering his questions would be a good ending.
Hasta luego, my amigo.