Saturday, October 22, 2011

Book Review: Snapped

Snapped is a short story by Alice Clair, written based on the realistic states of love. It's absolutely relatable - I got emotional from reading it, and I'm sure most of you will too.

It's a four-minute read, so I hope all of you can spare the time to read it. To keep it short, the story is about a girl and a boy - the girl is trying to hard for him to hate her, but in the end she realizes that there's no way for him to do so. And it's impossible for her to continue hating him.

Each SNAP changes the story's point of view, so what the reader finds out is that both of them are thinking the same thoughts.

Please do go read it! c:
[ click here or the italicized title ] 

NaNoWriMo & YoungWritersProgram

Have you guys signed up yet? NaNoWriMo and YWP are about to start in approximately seven days. It's a great opportunity to write your favorite project, because the goal of it is to push yourself to write 50k words. You don't even need to finish your novel.
And if you do happen to achieve your goal, then you have the satisfaction of winning. c:

I did YWP last year, but I didn't finish it because there wasn't much time for me to do so.

This year, my school coincidentally offered us a two week break, so I've got faith that I can write more. ;D

Have you guys planned yet? I know I worked for two days to figure out my story plot. 

Wishing you all good luck,

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Hey youuu!

I've recently made a Figment account, so if by coincidence you have one too, it'd be great if you followed me - or simply comment with your Figment screenname and I'll check your projects out.

Thanks! :D


Sunday, September 11, 2011


Foxen is just another story that I've recently posted on Inkpop, but just in case any of you were ever curious -

"Arkid’s mind was still confused until Lartios took out the ideal thing for disaster. “Wait, is this a-“ It was too late. Lartios struck the match against the side of the box, and they both witnessed the beautiful glow of the flame light up. Lartios laughed, almost a cackle, as he carefully connected the flame with their gadget. The flame traveled into the chute that choked smoke for a few moments, but then cleared up, and soon she was ready to go. Arkid could feel the terror of realization in him rising up; he could feel how guilty he was for doing this, even if he didn’t know what he was doing. The cannon rumbled menacingly, and Lartios cackled again. Arkid covered his ears with his hands, ready for the worst, and watched in pure horror as the metal monster they’d just put together soared up in the air and charged for the building. He watched as it crashed into the building, creating a great explosion. The flames, from just a tiny match lighted one, now was a big, disastrous fire. The orange and red that danced in the air, mocking Arkid of how na├»ve he was, simply made him even more furious. Arkid roared; he had enough of this inhumane act."  -- excerpt from Foxen.


Tuesday, March 15, 2011

War Zone

Lights flash,
You’re nowhere to be seen.
Shadows cast,
I can’t find out where you’ve been.
Lightning struck,
There’s danger everywhere,
Water roaring, flames are burning-
This is it.

So just run and hide!
You have nothing to be afraid of now.
So just run and hide!
We’ll escape this chaotic town.
Because this is war,
This is a war zone, woah.

So are you scared?
By now I'd expect you to be.
So will you come,
And find me where I am?
And if you do,
It'll start all over again.

So just run and hide!
You have nothing to be afraid of now.
So just run and hide!
We’ll escape this chaotic town.
Because this is war,
This is a war zone, woah.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

4. Dark

- Prequel to Light -

The uncomfortable dampness of this cave made my skin crawl.
Three reasons for it.
First of all, I was having constant illusions of flashing shadows.
Second of all, I kept hearing faint screams in the distance. Perhaps they were simply part of my hallucinations.
I couldn't be sure.

I was down on my all fours, eyes searching the narrow, dry path ahead of me. Besides the path, everything else was wet.
Even in the darkness, I could see tiny bugs scrambling up the rocks, antennae twitching every so often.
I hate bugs.
I hate getting lost.

I hate darkness.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

3. Light

My fingertips lightly traced the damp walls, occasionally coming in contact with wet moss. I wrinkled my nose in disgust, but unless I get out of here, there was no way of getting rid of the horrible environment around me.
A distance away, there was a tap, dripping slowly. I could hear every drop landing on the ground.
I could hear everything, for other than that, there was nothing but the deafening silence.
The cave I was in was small, but there was sharp stones and rocks sticking out everywhere.
Every step had to be careful.

Straining my eyes to look further up ahead, I thought I saw a small glow.
It was faint.
But definitely light.

Hope lifted my heart. Was I really that close to my exit? Was I really going to get out of here? That soon?

I burst into a grin, and energy rushed back into me.
My legs started moving, bolting into a speedy run.