Teens Writing for Teens, the 5th

Zoealea said:

Raven- I'm a total non-outliner, though. My characters always seem to veer off the outline within a few pages. They are very uncooperative.

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Horserider said:

And that is why I am a pantser.

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Elysium said:

Lol.

I'm FINALLY getting around to reading all the books I haven't read since I bought them months ago. First up is Mistwood. I hope it's good. *crosses fingers*

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amlptj said:

in my series I've only ever written in first person. I'm sooooo much more comfortable with first person. But the first time around writing UZ i tried third person for the first time, it wasnt bad, i just feel like it would be so much more heartfelt if all the experiences came from a first person voice, although i really dont know what sounds better now that i'm reading them side by side.

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Sarah rolled onto her back. “I know one kind of history. No, two. I know about the Isle of France, when the Capetians Dynasty walked a tightrope between various nobles and still managed to rule the biggest, most badass country of ALL TIME. And I know about early twenty first century vid fads. I can quote the exact number of knights that rode to King Louise VI’s aide in some battle, AND how many males ages twenty to twenty one watched My Little Pony in 2010, but if you ask me about…say…things that matter.” She grinned.


I rolled my eyes. “Do you remember the Slump?”


“The what?” She stuck her tongue out. I sighed in mock annoyance.


“General Sung was in charge of the northern Chinese army during the twenty thirties.” I smiled, slightly. I’d had to read all about him when I was the RPO at the Forge. He had been the best thing about the hundred plus page monster on space tactics and commanding troops that I’d chewed through when I was able to force myself to read another page.


“So, uh, at the time, China was taking it’s turn in the Grave of Empires. The British got kicked out, the Russians got kicked out, the Americans got kicked out-“


“According to Biff, they left.”


“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes at Biff. We’d met once in person, and he was just how Sarah had described him over our long E-mail correspondence. “But Afghanistan at that point had its hands on a few oil producing algea veins and was farming the stuff in caves. So, most of the mechanized force of the Chinese Army had gotten bogged down in trying to track down these producers and that left a reserve army defending the northern border. Which would have been fine ten years ago, before the world went insane.” I shook my head. “The Russians invaded with their whole damn army. Cruise missiles, bombers, old tanks, everything they could hurl into China in a land grab.”


Sarah grinned. I wondered why for a second. Maybe she just liked hearing my talk? I felt weirdly relaxed, though, leaning against the wall and just narrating. I stuck to it.


“Then they ran into General Sung. He managed to whip the Northern army into something approximating a fighting force and used every single trick you could imagine. He sent out his best, most charismatic officers to every podunk village you could imagine and rabble roused up whole populations to get up rifles and just shoot. He put them in the best places, shored them up with experienced troops, set land mines, booby traps…”


Sarah frowned. “So, he threw inexperienced troops into the fight and used banned weapons?”


I sighed. “Yeah…” I rubbed my shoulders. “But here’s the thing. Once they pushed the Russians to a standstill, reinforcements came up. They bashed aside the Russian advance and General Sung got the order to advance up and take the oil fields of Siberia, though by that point, they were about as useful as rooting through someone else’s garbage.”


“I don’t remember China taking lots of Russia,” Sarah frowned slightly.


“That’s because Sung said no.” I smiled, ever so slightly. Sarah made a ‘hmm’ noise and I continued. “He held the line. Didn’t go past the boarder. He restrained his troops and let the Russians offer a cease fire. Do you know what total war – real total war – between two superpowers is like?”


“Nukes,” Sarah said, getting it.


“Yup.” I sighed. “Sung staked his career on the moral thing. He weighed orders against the possibility of setting off World War 3…and…”


“Like you!”
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“Not like me,” I said, voice soft. “Sung kept fifty percent of his army alive. I didn’t even manage two.”[/FONT]

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chocowrites said:

Hi!

So my roomate (who I haven't met yet) says she doesn't like Harry Potter that much. WHAT?! HOW CAN I LIVE WITH HER.

Kidding.

Also, very terrible day today. I'm staying in my aunt's house and now I really really wish I could just go home. I am now hiding from the people in this house. *tries not to make any noise* I feel like I'm in the twilight zone or something. *finds solace with twifties*

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Zoombie said:

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1) CHOCOWRITES! YOU MUST KILL YOUR ROOMMATE WITH FIRE!

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amlptj said:

Awwww i'm sorry Choco! hey if you need someone to talk to i'll probably be up most of the night!

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