Just Kidding

"Do you understand now?" The teacher asked me. I nodded and didn't say anything. "Good. Now I expect you won't do that again?" I nodded again. "You may leave now." I hopped off the tall stool Mr. Jones kept in his incredibly dull office. I did a little curtsy. Not to be polite, more for my own amusement. That's why I do a lot of things, most of them aren't significant things, but this time maybe it was.

I went back into the classroom and sank into my desk chair. My cheeks were red with embarrassment. Jacob Simpson leaned over. "Why'd the principal call you?" He asked. He knew the principal very well. Jacob went to the office at least once a week. "It is none of your business Jacob! Just because I went to the Principal's office does not necessarily mean I did something wrong!" He smiled. Apparently he thought it was funny when other people get punished.

The teacher came back in. "Okay, class. We have five minutes left. No homework... except for you Doug... you have four chapters to read in science." I heard a groan from the back of the room. The bell finally rang. "Free at last" I thought.

I changed from black slacks and a plain blue polo shirt to a tye-dye T-shirt and jeans. I put my hair in a pony tail. I suddenly transformed from a quiet type to my true self: a laid back sarcastic teen who missed her old life. When there was more school to do, but she could get it done by 11:30am. Those were the days... the days before I started high-school.

You may be asking yourself why I dressed --and acted-- differently in school. Remember how I said I do things for my own amusement. Well that's why I did this. I could not only practice my acting, but see if anyone caught on. I never said anything dishonest about what I was doing. I wouldn't do anything like that. The results to my experiment were often times hilarious. And that was exactly what I was going for......


(A Purely Fictional Story by Vladimir Malcolm)

Inspiration

One of the hardest parts of any art is when you lack inspiration. For writers it is most commonly referred to as writer's block. First thing to do is stop thinking of it as writer's block. That name sounds rather depressing, as if there is a wall blocking you from the words that so desperately want to enter your mind. Think of it as a "temporary lack in inspiration". Ah, yes, that sounds good. There are many ways to get rid of this temporary lack in inspiration. You may already have something you do that helps. Some People take long walks on a peaceful night, some go out and jog, others write 50 random words, some doodle. Whatever works for you! Here are some other ideas to help:

1. Start talking to yourself! Talk out what just happened in your story. You can even act it out! This also helps me with figuring out the character's speech habits.
2. Scrap it. Save the document or piece of paper you have, you do not want to loose anything you write! Now, try starting over from the part where you started having trouble.
3. Exercise can help too. Get your blood flowing! If you've been sitting in a chair for two hours writing, you're just begging for exercise. Believe me, it works.
4. Write something else. If you're like Freya and I, we like variety, we're never trapped with just one project (which sometimes means we don't get them done when we need to). Start, or work on, another project.

If those things don't work. Make the troublesome part what you think about all the time. You're bound to come up with something sooner or later!

The villain

the unnamed villain

I have drawn  for you the villain from distorted notions. Freya and I don't just write, we love to draw too. The grey stuff around her is kind of symbolic to show her evil-ness. Pictures of Jesus and of Saints sometimes have a white or yellow radiance around them. They are holy, and this lady is pure evil... more about that in the book. Anyways, it was fun drawing her and I hope you like the picture!