Hello!!
I am tehmekemonster! If you are looking for random tidbits and words you've come to the right place! You can read as much as you want of that here! Feel free to tell me what you think of all of it too! Writing it doesn't do me any good if no one tells me how it could be better!!
have fun, okay?
Pure white empty houses are always creepy. That's why I stood in the middle of one now. It made me feel like an ink blot on white paper. Downstairs it was noisy, my sister and her husband were helping a friend move into this house. It was a nice house and he was finally moving out of his mom's. Dan was a really cool guy it was good to see him moving forward.
I was about to go downstairs and help move boxes again when I felt a tug on my sleeve. It was Miria, Dan's new adopted daughter. She was quiet and lonesome, didn't talk much. She seemed unhealthy to me, children need social interaction and this girl avoided it like a plauge.
"...daddy wants your help..." Miria told me, looking down, intently studing the carpet.
"Thank you Miria." I tried to look her in the eye when I said that but she didn't look up. Didn't even seem to hear me, it was a tragedy really, what could be so wrong with her?
She shuffeled off to another corner of the house and I went downstairs to help dan and the others. It looked like most of the work was done already when I got there. I finished what little was left, stacking boxes and such but the thought of miria still bothered me. what could I do though...
i'm starting a horror story. it's based off of a dream i had. enjoy plz!
how can i discribe fanfiction? fanfiction is like a big muddy river, there is so much wrong with it anything good about it gets muddled and covered up. so i compiled a few pointers i think will help you turn your fic into that one gem of the fanfic world. here we go
1: i cannot stress enough the importance of a non-mary sue being your OC. if you use an OC in your fanfic. if you don't think you know what a "mary sue" is you may have seen one already. a mary sue is perfect and has the world bend around them, a mary sue is almost always the fault of the writer. one way to avoid making a mary sue is to avoid making an OC or any character you create like yourself. you'll want all the skills and all the advantages and you are the writer so why not right? because no one like them, they make a story boring not interesting. trust me!
2: a horrible backstory doesn't make your character better, it's hard to read a story when it's angsty protagonist makes you want to punch yourself in the face. a hard life is no excuse for your character, just like with real people they can't be all bad.
3: there was once a saying "the eyes are the windows to the soul" and they can be, but be careful with the "their eyes hold sorrow" and the like. it sounds poetic sure, but if you do that with every character it will get old.(and almost everyone does so try to avoid it)
4: super poetic writing is like raw suger, if you use too much your writing gets grainy and sickening. eww. if you always use it try telling instead of discribing
and that's all for today thanks for reading
What is the internet? Is it a series of tubes? A network of users and programs? or is it more simple? For me internet is all about communication, if you don't receive info what is the good? I've always wondered about internet because it is so vast yet intricately connected to everything we do nowadays. Here's a bit of fanfic I thought of just for you guys!
I sat on my pillow encrusted bed. I was three inches deep in fluff and spring but I was not about to sleep, I was too sad, and to excited. I'd become very close to a person I meet online, we were practically best friends now but my father noticed a steep drop in my grades and was threatening cutting of internet connection. I wouldn't be able to survive that.
My computer screen lit up, guess who was online? His name was Allen Walker, yes the anime character, somehow we had been able to connect over the world wide web. How? I often asked myself, why? I sometimes pondered. I accepted it as a miracle now, my own personal miracle, I would never tell a soul.
"My father wants to shut our connection" I told him through tears, "after two years this is how we end huh?" I began to elaborate and reminisce with him.
"Is there anything I can do?" he asked "please stop crying!" We started to talk about old times. Two years worth of rough and smooth sailing was about to end.
"I guess this is goodbye," he said as the clock neared 2am "I hope I can see you soon"
"You too"
My computer shut down, looks like my internet died or shut off. Either way I was alone now.
Funny thing happened a few years later. I met a cosplayer on the street near a convention one time. He talked like an old friend and told me he would never be far. Sounded strange at the time, but sometimes life is strange.
This is one of my favorites!
I've mulled it over quite a bit these last few days. How's it sound?
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