A Notebook Full of Words
the random scribbles of a developing writer

May
07

“Alys!” I called. She turned, the sword point dropping to the ground again. Alex rolled his eyes and glared at me. His message was clear: it was hard enough teaching her; why did I have to interfere? “Keep trying! We need you!”

She nodded and gave me the thumbs up, though I could tell she was slightly miffed that I had interrupted her concentration. Oh, well, at least she knew I was taking an interest.

“You too,” she replied. “You’re stronger than me: use it!”

With renewed vigour I hefted the sword again and turned to Cormac. I wished that Alex would teach me but he had refused, saying he wouldn’t be able to concentrate. Yeah, right. I reckon he was just afraid I would beat him. Which was not particularly likely to happen any time soon, as I wasn’t the best swordswoman the world had ever seen. Quite the opposite.

“Come on, Jennie,” he urged. “You’ll be fine. You can do this.” And then I realised I could. The magic would guide me, however cheesy and clichéd that phrase sounded. I knew it would. It had to—and for that reason, and no other, it would come to my aid.

With fire in my eyes I faced him. “Heck yeah I can. Think you can beat me? Think again.” I swung the sword toward him. It sparked and clattered as the two blades met. We twisted and turned in a frenzy of activity, neither of us able to make a hit. I matched him blow for blow, blocking every strike. It seemed that we would never stop, seemed that a winner would never be find.

“Stop!” said Cormac at last, gasping for breath. Strange, I wasn’t tired at all, and I was the feeble human here. He was the centuries-old fairy dude—why had I worn him out so? “Please, I need to rest.”

May
07

I’ve got the novel blues…
I’m sure you know the feeling.
It sits there on the shelf,
Never gaining, never losing.

I haven’t written anything
For a day or more–
And now my novel’s failing
Of nothing I am sure.

I think the plot is rubbish,
The writing far too slow
And as for the people,
Who will ever know?

I doubt you’ll ever read it,
I cannot face the thought
That one day it’ll be read
As I suppose it ought.

May
03

The Protagonize Petition

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Please join the petition to unblock my favourite site and stop SpookOfNight from going crazy!

May
03

For my grandfather

“Pain writes the greatest poetry”
And yet I’ve none to write.
They’ve gone to wherever you are
And left me lost for words.

“Pain writes the greatest poetry”
Yet I haven’t a single line.
Poetry and prose are closed doors…
I’m here and I’m lost for words.

“Pain writes the greatest poetry”
But I can’t tell my own tale.
My friends write the songs I sing
As I am lost for words.

Apr
28

(I’ll add the others when I write them, you see.)

28th April, 08:00

28th April, 12:40

28th April, 16:20This is my best I think! Woohoo!

29th April, 08:00

29th April, 12:45 Actually, no, THIS IS MY BEST!

Apr
27

We’ve finished, we’ve finished, we’ve finished…. *party!*

Raina and I finished our joint Script Frenzy entry! Hooray!

So we started 10 days late; we had at least 6 days with no writing at all…and yet we finished a couple of days early! 😀

Am happy.

Script Frenzy Winner's Badge 🙂

Apr
24

SCENE SOMETHING

STREET – NEAR COFFEE SHOP

[ELLIE stands near the coffee shop, looking around in a confused way. Passers-by walk to and from shops, carrying bags etc.] 

ELLIE

I feel funny…

[pause]

I guess I should find Kate. I’ve a feeling something important is going to happen. Something big – something dramatic. I wonder, does she know what it is?

[pause. ELLIE scratches her head and looks puzzled]

For the life of me I don’t know. What’s wrong with me? I feel so … odd.

[as ELLIE ponders life, the universe and everything, an asteroid crashes down in the middle of the road. She stares at it, swaying on her feet. Passers-by scream and run away, all except for a few. A YOUNG GUY (about sixteen) runs over to Ellie.]

 YOUNG GUY

Are you alright? 

ELLIE

What?

YOUNG GUY

You were really close when that thing hit! Are you hurt? You look really pale.

ELLIE

I’m fine … I think … 

YOUNG GUY

You honestly don’t look too good. I should get you home, or to a hospital or something 

ELLIE

That really won’t be necessary. Please, I’ll be okay …

[ELLIE faints] 

YOUNG GUY

Oh my gosh! Are you okay?

[YOUNG GUY shakes ELLIE. She opens her eyes and looks at him]

ELLIE

What just happened? Did I black out or something? 

YOUNG GUY

You fainted, but it’s okay now. Do you need anything – water, or something?

ELLIE

I think I’m okay.

[pause]

How did I get here? I don’t remember anything! There’s just a blank phase in my mind…I don’t know how I got here, why I’m here…

[ELLIE starts to panic]

What’s happening?! 

YOUNG GUY

It’s okay, everything’s okay. Temporary loss of memory is perfectly normal. You’re in shock.

ELLIE

Why am I in shock? What happened? Was there a crash or something?

YOUNG GUY

You really don’t remember? That’s not good… 

ELLIE

What happened?! Tell me!

YOUNG GUY

See for yourself. An asteroid just crashed in the middle of the high street. You were right next to it. 

[YOUNG GUY points to asteroid]

ELLIE

This is really not my day, is it?

YOUNG GUY

Bad day? 

ELLIE

It’s Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays. 

[YOUNG GUY looks at ELLIE curiously for a second]

YOUNG GUY

You like the Hitchhiker’s Guide?

ELLIE

Yeah. You?

YOUNG GUY

Do I ever! ‘Course I do. I wouldn’t have recognised it otherwise, would I? 

ELLIE

Point taken, frood.

YOUNG GUY

Hey, that’s froody!

[ELLIE and the YOUNG GUY look at each other and burst out laughing. They laugh hysterically for a minute or so. When they’re about to stop ELLIE starts to choke]

ELLIE

Froody…. [choking with laughter]

[this sets them both off again…they continue to laugh. Eventually they stop]

ELLIE

Ahem. Back to…uh…normal.

YOUNG GUY

Normality in three…two…one…Repeat, normality in two…one… Normality in one… Announcement, we have normality…

ELLIE

Stop it!

[laughs but grows serious]

Still, I wish I knew why I was here… To be honest, the last few weeks are just a complete blur. I can’t remember any one thing that I’ve done. I mean, they definitely happened. I remember time passing and doing something in it. I just don’t know what I did. I don’t know what’s been happening…

YOUNG GUY

That doesn’t sound too good. Perhaps we should get you to a hospital?

[throughout conversation people are arriving, staring at the asteroid, taping it off with police tape, etcetera…]

ELLIE

No! No … I’m fine. There was a reason why I should never go to a hospital…and I can’t remember what it was. What’s happening? 

YOUNG GUY

This doesn’t just sound like shock to me. Perhaps we should get you out of here?

ELLIE

Good idea. I need to find my friend.

YOUNG GUY

You remember that, at least?

ELLIE

Yeah, I guess so. Cay—no, Kat—no, Katie, no… I’ve forgotten her name!

YOUNG GUY

Katherine? Cathryn? Kate?

ELLIE

Kate – that’s it! Thanks.

YOUNG GUY

No problem. Always willing to help a fellow hitch-hiker, eh?

ELLIE

Yeah. Thanks. Please, would you help me home? People are staring at me.

YOUNG GUY

I think actually they’re staring at the asteroid…

ELLIE

Oh, right. Good point. Hey, I’m not an asteroid, am I? 

YOUNG GUY

No…[looks at her despairingly] Come on, let’s get you home. And don’t worry about the memories. They’ll come back.

ELLIE

Will they? I have this horrid feeling they won’t…like I’ll be left with a space in my head for ever and ever and ever.

YOUNG GUY

Don’t panic. Please.

[ELLIE smiles sweetly]

ELLIE

Don’t worry, I won’t. I’m too froody for that.

[BLACKOUT]

Apologies for dodgy formatting etc. This is an excerpt from our Script Frenzy entry by my friend and I. We’re pushed for time so quality isn’t our … umm … strong point.

Apr
13

Protagonize: read my stuff!

Apr
10

I’m completely and utterly crazy. I’ve signed up for Script Frenzy (if you don’t know what that is, visit www.scriptfrenzy.org) ten days late, intending to complete the 100 pages all on my own, not with a partner.

I’ve written 12 pages already in the last 1.5 hour or so and it’s now 20 past 11. I need sleep but I have to wash my hair.

I’m alone in the house, so I – wisely, not – watched Doctor Who. I’m already scared of the dark. What do I do??!!

I’m also panicking because I don’t want to fail at Script Frenzy but can’t see how I’m ever going to complete it. I mean, I’ve never written a script before!

Apr
09

That’s my new (accidental) way of saying hello. I’ve been away for a week, you see. But, looking at my stats, I can tell that I’ve not had any visitors. Which is a pity, but at least it means nobody has missed me.

How are you all? I’ve been writing a lot of poetry recently, most of it related to Christianity. You see, I’ve been at an event called Spring Harvest. Anyone heard of it? Give a cheer for SH!!!

So now I’m all ready to be a witness. I just need a few people to witness to.