Writing School

[Amer]

I'm offended that you think it's that easy
I will now dust/disappear and try to find a good name, good backstory, and good personality for a character.

see you in 3099 lol

Names don't matter. Backstories do. Except for the one on my lazy two hour write today. I thought of it as I wrote the plot.

 

[RiverStorm]

Names don't matter. Backstories do. Except for the one on my lazy two hour write today. I thought of it as I wrote the plot.

*CHOKES*
Names matter a lot to me, I'm obsessed with them. They reflect the character's backstory and personality, plus what the character's parents are like, if the parents named them, that is.
But I'mma try to not spend a eternity finding a name XD

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

*CHOKES*
Names matter a lot to me, I'm obsessed with them. They reflect the character's backstory and personality, plus what the character's parents are like, if the parents named them, that is.
But I'mma try to not spend a eternity finding a name XD

Same!!! I must find the right name or I can’t write with it

 

[Amer]

*CHOKES*
Names matter a lot to me, I'm obsessed with them. They reflect the character's backstory and personality, plus what the character's parents are like, if the parents named them, that is.
But I'mma try to not spend a eternity finding a name XD

Legit I find something somewhat related and figure: would someone in this time or place possibly ever name their kid this? Would they be bullied? Is it normal?
Yes?
Good. Continue.

 

[cathloveydovey]

Sorry! Sorry! I just got home. Let me read all the stories then I'll finish mine and post it.

 

[Ducklover2]

Sorry! Sorry! I just got home. Let me read all the stories then I'll finish mine and post it.

Halp me!! I don't know what to write. ;-;

 

[cathloveydovey]

Thx for your feedback, Autocorrect kept ‘correcting’ me. I’m so sorry. I forget to bring in bravery, I will write another one as I am not sure I could correct that whole thing, may I write another story?

Go ahead!

I need help.

We all do

Don't forget to put them into spoilers for scrolling speed and so people don't lose their ideas.

Spoiler: Amara

"Sky above me, Earth below me, Fire inside me."
Amara tugged a loose, windblown, dusty-brown curl out of her face and shoved it behind an ear. She really wish she had brought some kind of hair containing device on this journey.
The windblown moors of Scotland were something to be reckoned with when you had only a tent, bedding, windbreaker, some clothes, and a pack full of food and water to defend yourself with.
Bear spray could have been useful in retrospect, seeing as she was traveling alone, but Amara had originally thought she could see anything, -or anyone- coming from miles away.
Now she started to feel the loneliness of traveling alone, and wished she had brought something extra to cling to when she heard a bump in the night.
She missed her comfortable room with soft covers and a cosy lamp to read by. But she had a mission.
The wind chilled her to the bone, it had burned her cheeks to a rosy color.
Hands over her face, she went forward.
Like she had for many days.
It mustn't be much longer.
It couldn't be much longer. For her sake.
Amara crested another hill, the same monotonous emerald, revealing a valley of the same color. Well, almost.
Here it was broken up by rocks and dirt, which was not unusual.
But in the center of the valley, a little saffron colored path wandered, leading to a spot in the distance.
Amara's heart raced. I've found the Moorway!
She stumbled as she ran down the steeper side of the hill, towards that beautiful dirt path. Anything else was beautiful in the endless bleak greenscape, though it appeared beautiful to her for the first few days.
And just to see life! A miracle in itself.
The wary red deer and indifferent, lost sheep were now her friends, in her mind, adding contrast to the landscape.
Amara picked her way along the path, glancing west at the sun. Three or four hours. Three or four short hours to make it all the way to Glossen castle.
Or to be doomed another night in this beastly place.
She picked up the pace, making an attempt to pace herself. The pack on her back was lighter, she had to make it, since there wasn't much food left.
The sun was falling quickly, the beautiful orange star leaving lovely pink and red streaks in its grand exit.
Amara ran a little, picking up little clouds of yellow dust on her already soiled clothing.
But the sun approached its final curtain, and the world was lit only by the waning moon, and the stars, rapidly increasing in their numbers.
Amara took heavy breaths, self consciously looking left and right. She had never been on the moor at night before, in all the summer days of her travels, wisely setting up camp ahead of time.
The pack sat heavily upon her back, but she was assured by its presence, to never be left alone in this place without anything of use.
A tear drifted down her face. She had to get there. If she didn't, she would die here.
Her memories drifted back to her sister's note. Get to Glossen Castle, and we may meet again.
Amara fingered her leathern shirt, given to her by that strong young woman, Bri, her sister.
Amara wished she could be brave like her sister, off on adventures. But when her sister had decided to find the fabled castle, Amara had said the woman had written her death and refused to go.
Because of her decision, Bri was there, living among druids and magical creatures, while Amara was traveling alone on the moor.
What would her sister do? She would be brave? What would she say? Amara thought back to the letter. "Sky above me, Earth below me, Fire inside me." Somehow she remembered those words, though the letter had disintegrated on a rainy night on the moor.
To boost her confidence, Amara repeated those words in that letter: "'Sky above me, Earth below me, Fire inside me.'"
She took a deep breath and followed in her sister's footsteps.
It was comforting to think she was probably walking behind her sister.
And in the sparkling sky to the west, her destination, there glowed a new light. A great palace, glowing with a magical light, sprawled in the distance.
And there, at the door, was the silhouette of a strong, beautiful woman.
As she approached, Amara recognized the beautiful vermillion curls and the round, freckled face.
"Sister! Bri!"
Bri recognized the voice, and a strange shroud fell from her face, loneliness perhaps. She opened her arms.
She ran towards the voice, and the girls embraced.
"I knew you would come," Bri said.
And the girls feasted with nixies, druids, and fairies, dancing all the night long.

Sorry if its trashy, been a long weekend.

Me lick
I cant really give any criticism since we're really on the same level but I do see commas in unnecessary places

Meeeh! My one has shown to be hopeless, can I re do it?

It wasnt hopeless! We have to start somewhere dont we?

I have not been tagged, and I started this.
*whaps Misty across da face*

*blocks and points to chair*
Sit the heck down.

*Incoherent screaming as I try to figure out which out of like thirty characters to use*

I had a hard time choosing one too

Spoiler: Ivey Vine

I watched the sun start to set my eyes filled with sorrow, I could only imagine what terrible things the werewolves would do tonight. I’m Ivey. I grew up as any normal child does, loved and cared for and wanted. Funny word that. I was bitten and turned when I turned 16. Oh, I forgot to mention, I’m a vampire. I hunt and kill just as anything normal would if they are indeed normal. But me I view myself as normal, probably not what everyone else sees me as. I try and keep my fangs as hidden as I can. I don’t belong to a cult (what we call our groups) I’m living with my friend Keegan. She is a witch. No I’m not saying that to be mean, I mean she is a ligit witch. So she has a greenish tinge to her skin. I on the other hand am always as pale as you can get. There is not a drop of blood in me. I fumble with my necklace, in the pendant the words are engraved, Sky above me, earth below me and fire within me. These words have always been special since I was turned. I refuse to bite people or at least I try. The local tavern called The naughty pixie is where all us ‘normal’ people hang out. I hear a awful lot of screaming then I remember Keegan was outside, “oh no” I bolt downstairs and pass a few pixies. The only telltale sign is their sharp poutiest ears and how short they are. I throw open the door and march out. “What do you want?” I bark, a pack of three gangly werewolf men stood there smirking down at me. I am tall, as tall as a vampire can sort of get... “what are You going to do bloodsucker” one of them taunts. “Keep pushing me and you’ll find out” I snarl. One has a knife pressed to Keegan’s throat, “Hey” I half shout “let my friend go”. They laugh and one pushes me. I snap my fangs hard into their hand, the sour taste of werewolf blood fills my mouth. The other two laugh as their friend starts to yelp. Suddenly one steps forward and I start to threaten when he grabs a random pixie off the street. I’m so mad I launch myself ripping the skin off their arms, with a yell the other one forgets about Keegan and launches himself at me. I dodge and tackle him, “don’t. Touch. My. Friends” I pant. “Wow” Keegan whispers “you were really good. I lead the little pixie inside to try and mend her wounds, but I’m a vampire I can’t do much. Keegan steps forward her wand in hand, “here” she whispers mending her wounds, then she turns to me. “I’m fine” I mutter, she nods and turns back to the Pixie to heal the last of her wounds. I stared out the dusty window. I had done it, proven myself to be much more than just a vampire, to be a good friend.

Good job!
Again you're switching in and out of tenses here and there but you're getting better ^^
Unecasarry commas as well and areas where commas are needed (I absolutely suck at punctuation so don't worry about it)
One thing I see is that people- especially younger kids - use slang and words like 'things' and 'stuff' 'better' ect in their writing. Try not to use those words, it makes your writing a lot more formal and overall explicit for the reader.

 

[cathloveydovey]

Halp me!! I don't know what to write. ;-;

Child, I gave a prompt
Cmon use your brain
thinkkk

 

[RiverStorm]

Go ahead!


We all do

Me lick
I cant really give any criticism since we're really on the same level but I do see commas in unnecessary places


It wasnt hopeless! We have to start somewhere dont we?


*blocks and points to chair*
Sit the heck down.


I had a hard time choosing one too

Good job!
Again you're switching in and out of tenses here and there but you're getting better ^^
Unecasarry commas as well and areas where commas are needed (I absolutely suck at punctuation so don't worry about it)
One thing I see is that people- especially younger kids - use slang and words like 'things' and 'stuff' 'better' ect in their writing. Try not to use those words, it makes your writing a lot more formal and overall explicit for the reader.

I think I'mma just do a Skoll (My character) one because I can't decide on how to make this new character XD

 

[Ducklover2]

Child, I gave a prompt
Cmon use your brain
thinkkk

I don't know Bravery. ;-;