Joys of Life: The Teenage Version

This is just something I wrote last year in English. It was a writing assignment over satire, I don’t think it’s very satirical though.

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Life is just an amazing experience. We all start out as little bundles of joy that overly depend and leech on our parents for the first few years of life and we slowly transition to more dependent people who just can’t stop making mistakes during our teenage years.

[WSWC] Insa

Insa: Jaejoong

The wait is always the hardest, Brielle thinks. She has been through this numerous times yet the same emotions always come. At the onset, she would try to stay calm just for his sake. If they were both scared, nothing good would come out of it. However fear is the only thing circulating through her blood. The car ride there always proves to be her breaking point. Watching him in pain, silently begging to be relieved of his ache, she can’t control herself. She knows he hates himself, more than anything in the world. Trapped in a body he refuses to call his own, all he does is suffer. However as far as she knows, he is still the same guy she fell in love with, regardless of how he views himself. Same dark locks gracing his face, piercing green eyes constantly reading her soul; nothing ever changes.

Cauldrons and Fire

Just a poem I wrote  in class, thought it’d be nice to share so people don’t think I’ve stopped writing completely ^.^

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Double, double, toil and trouble

Fire burn and cauldron bubble

 

Soft and sweet like summer’s nights

Gentle kisses and fearless sights

Hands and feet intertwine

All inhibitions leave the mind

Divine and splendid all so well

Deep in hearts emotions swell

Blissful actions tell the tale

Of a girl in love, only too frail

 

Deepest thoughts weary thy heart

Leaving room for no false starts

Sprinkled falseness shield the heart

Only tears seem to depart

 

Round and round the cycle goes

Creating disasters of sadden woes

Altering the vision of falsified love

Hearts no longer fit as gloves

Tears have fallen, love is lost

The gentle heart pays the cost

Unity and love are no more

Souls are shaken to the core

 

Once a memory, now the past

Lustful love never lasts.

Double, double toil and trouble

Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

Unfinished stories.

Ah I feel like such a terrible writer. I haven’t written in months, excluding essays that are required for school. I have dozens of unfinished stories on my computer waiting to be finished. I have a severe case of writer block. Great.

31 Days Challenge: Slipping

I might take this challenge up. Maaayyybeee.

The fragile ice crystals hung motionless on the edge of the frozen windowpane. Crystal after crystal was positioned next to one another, creating an icy bridge of ice crystals. The cold seemed to beg to find an entrance into the warm house but it was stopped by the tight windows. Small flurries of snow flew through the wind, creating various patterns of swirls as the wind carried it in the gentle sky. Yumi peered ut the window, observing the children enjoying the snow, and smiled.

Detach

Maybe I more than you

Maybe wishes, maybe truth

Maybe the love, falsified and glamorized

Never hinted at any truth.

Though your heart was never mine

You held my hand oh so tight

To leave me pondering about our love

A love that never existed.

Foolish was I, the fool of my heart

You played me so well,

With the kisses and caresses

The “I love you”

And “I can’t live without you”

Told nothing but lies,

Lies I cherished.

Memories of you,

Shattered and broken

Leave me no choice

But to close my heart

And let you go.

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Well I tried my hand at free verse poetry. I had to do it for an English project and I actually like it! Don’t expect it from me often though, writing full complete sentences in an intriguing plot is my niche ^.^

Writing Lesson: Writing Without “To Be” Verbs

I’ve always loved to write mainly because writing has no rules. Usually. Entering high school taught me that writing does have a few rules. One of them being you should avoid using to be verbs in writing. Scholastic essays especially. When I first head this, I was convinced that I couldn’t write a sentence without one. I mean the verb is is in particularly every sentence!

Writing with to be verbs make your writing passive. What you are trying to describe is more like a photograph instead of an action. For example:

Her hair was flowing in the wind.

With her long blonde hair falling out her ponytail, her hair flowed through the wind with ease.

Of course I added some adjectives but the point is writing without to be verbs isn’t impossible. At first it may seem like it, but it really isn’t. Here’s a few tips:

• It’s probably good to know what the to be verbs are: are, is, am, have, been, has, had, being, become, became, was, and were.
• Rearrange the sentence. This is the easiest for me. It does take longer writing without to be verbs but it’s worth it in the end. Not only will sentences become stronger, your syntax will improve.
• Replace the to be verb. Depending on what the sentence is saying, there are handfuls of verbs that can replace the to be verb.
• Take out the to be verb and change another word in the sentence into a verb.
• Combine sentences. I don’t typically use this one but it’s one of the easier ones to do.

Writing without to be verbs isn’t something what will happen over night. It does take practice. I’ve been working on it for about a year and I haven’t perfected it. Yet.