Long Time No Hear \\ Combining Story Ideas

Hey, guys! :)

Wow, thanks to the rest of the authors for keeping this blog up and running. =P I haven't done a post on here in forever.... anyway, today I thought I would post about something that's really been helpful to me as a writer... combining story ideas.

Sometimes we come up with some really great ideas, right? But sometimes it's kind of only half-ideas or half-stories. For example: we come up with the greatest character ever; we know what they look like, how they act, etc. And they're the awesome. The problem? What on earth should their story be? It annoys us to pieces.

Then we get another inkling of an idea. A small part of a plot that would be deliciously good. We jot it down, hoping to find out more to that story, but still not sure yet.

We come up with a bigger plot; we know where the book should go, what's going to happen.

These are three great examples of ideas that could be combined. (Note: they shouldn't be combined if they don't go together right. Example: your character is like a medieval-age character, and your plot would be modern.)

And now suddenly we have this amazing idea that excites us so much that we jump up and run to the computer and start writing.

So don't give up on "half-ideas" and "half-stories"; maybe they're just waiting for their other half. :) Keep a sharp lookout on story ideas that could be paired together to make something amazing....

Smile brightly,
Anna

Explanation of Pirates: by Willow

Warren is the Leader of the Chosen Four, and the eldest. He is the first gold ring-bearer. His job {for now} is to help with the battles, mostly on the ground, but sometimes the space battles. When he first entered that world, he found himself on Sparra, a seventeenth-century style planet, cut off from most of the galaxy. He joined the crew of Taise's father, then was taken in by the Jedi Order.

Willow {along with friend Cole} is a 'senator' for the Codebearers, in the Rebel Alliance. The 2nd gold ring-bearer, and the Prophet of the Four. She {and Darrion} first came into that world by a 'doorway' door {thru a doorway}. she was taken in by the Jedi, and made padawan of Obi-wan Kenobi.

Darren is the younger brother of Warren {2 years} and is the Teacher of the Four. He bears the first silver ring. He came into that world later, after his elder brother. He too was taken in by the Jedi, and was made padawan of Saesee Tiin.

Darrion is the Protector, and also the youngest of the Four. She bears the second silver ring. She entered into the galaxy about the same time as Willow, and, as with all the rest, was taken in by the Jedi. She became the padawan of Plo Koon, became an excellent pilot, and a capable mechanic. She prefers the battles where she can fight, not direct from a war room.


The planet that these teens find themselves on is called Sparra {spoh-ruh} and is basically 17th century Earth. Sparra has a very thick atmosphere, which makes it nearly impossible to send or receive communications off-planet. They haven't yet figured out how to build communicators, so they live rather, ahem, without technology.
 The four teens {the Chosen Four, but more on that later} came to this planet {Sparra} to seek a palentir, a seeing stone from the world of Middle-earth. The Four are from our world {Earth} but have been called into that world {the Star Wars Universe} by the Author {God}. They get caught by Taise, who's angry at Warren {read part two}. Hope that helps!

If You're An Author, Please Comment!!

OK, authors. So about the wiki pages. I know that with school and other activities you guys are getting really busy. But if you want a wiki page you'll have to comment while you're on (hopefully while I'm on, too). I'm usually on in the mornings and sometimes in the afternoon. That way if you're on, you can spend as little time as possible as an admin on the blog. If you would like, I can make a wiki page for you. Just include some facts that you'd like on it.

Also, I know we talked about story contests, but did we want to do that....?

Wow, I feel like I'm at a meeting, haha. :D

Bye!!!!!

Yes, this story is extremely short

Sorry. I finished it on Word, so I'm eager to start another story. That's why this will be rather a bit longer, and then I'll start a much longer one after this.

VOICE OF AN ANGEL: THE REST

Amanda walked shyly up to me while I was eating lunch. ‘’Can I sit here?’’ ‘’Sure,’’ I answer, trying my best to smile. ‘’I was surprised when I got Belle, because I was sure you would get it,’’ Amanda said, staring fixedly at her apple. ‘’I still feel like you should of got it. So, I’m saying this: I know they’ll give you Belle if I ask them to. I don’t mind taking April.’’ Amanda paused for a second. ‘’I just want to know if I really got this part,’’ Amanda said, her eyes blurring a little. I couldn’t help myself—I hugged her {I’m not the hugging type—not all girls want pink ponies}. ‘’I really don’t mind. I never really wanted Belle, anyway,’’ I say.  Amanda looked into my eyes, shocked. ‘’Thanks,’’ she quietly said.

‘’So I’m Dominic,’’ Dalton quietly says, staring at the ground. It was after the announcement, and we were walking home. ‘’And I’m April. What about it?’’ I ask, frowning. ‘’Don’t they get, um, married,’’ Dalton says, staring even harder at the ground. ‘’They do!’’ I almost scream worriedly. This is horrible, I thought. Dalton and I were just friends—I promise. And I wanted to keep it that way. ‘’Well, Mom says next year I can date,’’ I say awkwardly, kidding {I was sixteen}. Dalton stares at me, mouth hanging open. ‘’I was kidding, I was kidding!’’ I practically scream. We part awkwardly at our houses.

That night changed my life.

‘’Dears,’’ Mom says, leaning on Dad. We were eating our favorite dinner—sugar snap peas, mashed potatoes, and chicken {yes, we even like the peas}. ‘’Y’all are going to have a baby brother or sister!’’ Victoria’s mouth hangs open, and mine, too. You might think my mouth was hanging open because of the news. Um, no. It was because Mom said ‘’y’all’’. ‘’You know we aren’t southern, right?’’ Victoria asks, thinking the same thing I was thinking.

          The rehearsals passed quickly. Nobody made any huge mistakes, as we were all fairly good singers. I can’t say I remember any that well, except for the last one:

Amanda was singing one of Belle’s lines, missing all the notes. ‘’For the last time, Amanda, hit the notes!’’ Drama Teacher yelled. ‘’I’m sorry!’’ Amanda sobbed. It was a bad day for everybody—we were all missing up. ‘’Nicole Patterson, please report to the principle’s office,’’ a cool voice came over the loud speakers. Courtney, my understudy, took my place.

          In my head, I counted anything that could be called to the principle’s office for. Nothing. ‘’Nicole,’’ Mr. Mattern said, face stricken. ‘’Your mother is giving birth. Your aunt will be here any second to pick you up.’’ ‘’But my mom isn’t due for at least two months!’’ I said, frowning. ‘’I’m sorry,’’ was all Mr. Mattern said. I walk to the front of the school and put my head in my hands, not thinking.

          ‘’Aunt Maeve says she’s going to buy us ice cream!’’ Victoria exclaims. ‘’Where’s the best ice cream shop?’’  Maeve asks {she’s only two years older than me}, driving nowhere. ‘’Ben and Jerry’s,’’ I say blankly, staring out the window. ‘’That it is.’’

          Maeve and Victoria were playing Scrapple, but I was drawing my feelings out. I drew a tearing heart, two best friends, babies, and ice cream. Yes, I thought, I can officially be labeled mental.

          ‘’Hey, girls,’’ Dad said, sitting wearily on the sofa. ‘’Girls, why don’t you go upstairs?’’ Maeve asks. ‘’No way,’’ I answer, ‘’I’m almost as old as you.’’ Victoria, though, ran upstairs obediently. ‘’Your mother is doing well. The doctors say she’ll live,’’ Dad says, grinning. Maeve sobs a little.

          Later, Dad hugs us all and puts Victoria to bed. I sigh, and go up too. Maeve stays down and watches the latest dance show she can find.  I sleep well, knowing that everything will be alright. After all, it was in God’s hands.

          I wake up early, and hear cries. Victoria, I think instantly, throwing my comforter off, and getting ready to comfort her from a bad dream. But no, those are a newborn’s cries. ‘’Mom!” I whisper as I run down the stairs.

          Maeve is bended over a small, wrinkly and pink baby. With a head full of fiery red hair, and greenish blue eyes. Victoria is there, also. ‘’Why did Daddy bring home a baby troll?’’ She asks, twitting her short strawberry blonde hair. Dad steps out from the shadows, with purple lines under his face. He is unshaven, with half a cup full of coffee in his hands. ‘’Vicky,’’ he sighs, ‘’Mommy is going to be gone for a while.’’ His eyes meet mine, telling me the untold truth. Mom isn’t coming back. My knees  weaken, and I struggle to get to a chair. ‘’Lily wanted you to name her,’’ Maeve sighs, gently kissing the baby on the forehead. ‘’Annabelle, then Lily, after Mom. But we should call her Belle for short,’’ I say, touching Belle’s hair. Her eyes open, and stare unblinkingly into mine. Within her eyes, you can see it. The gentle fingers she’d use as a doctor, the spirit as hope, the loveliness, the beautifulness—she is more like Mom than we’d ever know. 

15 YEARS LATER:

          I was wrong—Belle wasn’t a doctor, but a dancer. She twirled on her toes, and seemed like she was floating when she jumped. Then she decided to become an actress, and then after that a farmer… who knows what will be next for my fiery little sister?

If you're wondering what happened to the play, I don't gather info before writing a story. I know, I'm horrible, but whatever. :P

  I haven't decided what's going to be next, but it'll be exciting. I'm really into Greek Culture {and I have almost 30 WORD pages done of a book}, plus I like Percy Jackson, so I'm thinking there might be something like that. It's currently name-less--Just like my other book. Oh, well. :P

 P.S. Authors, we also have a schedual over to the left. It doesn't have a calendar, but if you've got the hang of your days it's pretty helpful. ;)

Calendar

Hey, guys!!

Since we kind of got off schedule, I'm just going to say that it's Hadassah's turn to write today!! If you have no idea what's going on as an author, please go down to the calendar at the bottom of the page, where I've placed what days you're supposed to put your story on. I know there's more than seven authors, so this technically won't be "even", but I'm working that out. Every month I'll be putting out a new calendar. Thanks for working with me!!

(apparently this signature's winning...... ;) If you totally hate this signature and you're horrified that your admin is having this signature, please click here to vote for a different signature!! Thanks, I really appreciate it!!). 

Country Pageviews

Hey, guys!! I thought that I'd just show you guys how our blog's doing so far! As in: pageviews by countries. I know you guys know how many we have, but definitely not from where. Well, here we go!!! This is so cool. :)

United States 543
Russia 54
Canada 2
Germany 2
South Korea 1

Congrats, guys!!!! You've made this a very interesting blog to go on!!!!! Keep up the good work!!! I love all of your stories and am so glad that I created this blog so that I could read them and see all of the creativity that you guys have!!!

God bless you guys!!!!