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The Monster Creation Challenge
After a holiday/winter hiatus, the WEbook writing challenges have returned! Hurrah! We're excited to be back, and look forward to the next round of submissions. Let's get down to the details:
For this challenge, authors are to create and describe a monster in 400 words. Obviously, the definition of a monster is open to an array of interpretations, and we'll consider all of them. You might create an enigmatic water-beast that preys on seafaring travelers, a Frankenstein-esque creature of patc ... more »
For this challenge, authors are to create and describe a monster in 400 words. Obviously, the definition of a monster is open to an array of interpretations, and we'll consider all of them. You might create an enigmatic water-beast that preys on seafaring travelers, a Frankenstein-esque creature of patc ... more »
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Do you realize of which you?¡¥re surviving in a animated fantasy?
I really believe that a majority of people have a very pleasant youth. During those times, i am thus trusting that all of us want to do is usually playing games or even seeing toon following college. Whenever i would be a kid, I prefer animation and comic strip completely, then I trained portray, as a result I am able to attract the smoothness I'm keen on. My spouse and i required part in many drawing challenges within my major classes a serious amounts of gained some awards. My partner and i actually wanted to be like a cartoonist whenever i spent their childhood years.
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From: http://www.mycosplayclub.com
I really believe that a majority of people have a very pleasant youth. During those times, i am thus trusting that all of us want to do is usually playing games or even seeing toon following college. Whenever i would be a kid, I prefer animation and comic strip completely, then I trained portray, as a result I am able to attract the smoothness I'm keen on. My spouse and i required part in many drawing challenges within my major classes a serious amounts of gained some awards. My partner and i actually wanted to be like a cartoonist whenever i spent their childhood years.
As moment goes, whenever i entered the high school, I was dropping for that cospaly, especially the Whiten Cosplay. I participated while seeking backyard garden Lighten Cosplay fancy dress outfits, just like Chlorine bleach cosplay hairpieces and also Lighten Cosplay Accessories. Anytime we're inside the exhibit, I value myself because Ichigo, eventhough it is simply a indicate, it can very easily meet our little goal. People want to end up being alternative 1 owning to our not whole, or just love this factor. A number of desire to be the actual Cinderella to satisfy the woman's Mr. Right. Several plan to be the sweetness, waiting for the woman future love, actually who seem to your lover attained is a animal. As a result, will it be correct that all of us have your thrilling animated desire in this inward staying?
From: http://www.mycosplayclub.com
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From: http://www.mycosplayclub.com
However the cosplay is definitely initial blossomed in the country, that booms throughout Asia in which because of the succeed connected with witty industry. Effortlessly, there are numerous movement businesses and teams visit a fore to help along with offer the toon individuals with less experience that will create a more rewarding environment to prepare their routines.
Where I realize, AJA, an acronym for that Connection with Japoneses Animated graphics for example, the commerce group involves cartoon production company taking part, integrating business sources and also opinions, advertising japan cartoon market as well as continuing continuing development of market business. The start of institution, you'll find only about 10 associates, soon after a number of years?¡¥ growth, has changed into a adult business that are the owners of Thirty seven freemen, Eighteen regular people, your members currently is the reason for nearly all well known Western movement corporations and has a great influence.
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Well, my title is The Decency of an Awkward Psycho so I mean, be creative! Use the words that every writer is familiar with.~ I'd try to give you any ideas on what you could do, but you're ultimately the writer. . . here are some ideas.
- Untamed for Eternity
- The Monster is Forthcoming [Since you said you wouldn't really want to use the word monster, you could easily change that. ;)]
- Deciding Against the Intruder [ Yeah. . .I dunno . . .]
- Doomed to Everlasting Damnation
- Fear and Trembling
- Obscurity
And if any of these titles are familiar to any of the titles for other submissions, then that's my bad. lol I just haven't had time to read all those. xP
Well, my title is The Decency of an Awkward Psycho so I mean, be creative! Use the words that every writer is familiar with.~ I'd try to give you any ideas on what you could do, but you're ultimately the writer. . . here are some ideas.
- Untamed for Eternity
- The Monster is Forthcoming [Since you said you wouldn't really want to use the word monster, you could easily change that. ;)]
- Deciding Against the Intruder [ Yeah. . .I dunno . . .]
- Doomed to Everlasting Damnation
- Fear and Trembling
- Obscurity
And if any of these titles are familiar to any of the titles for other submissions, then that's my bad. lol I just haven't had time to read all those. xP
Having trouble with my title selection for this challenge. Don't necessarily want to use the word "Monster" in it, "Trick or Treat" sounds kind of basic ... Ideas welcome...
Since I submitted yesterday, I am close to the bottom of the list.
Thanks
Since I submitted yesterday, I am close to the bottom of the list.
Thanks
Oops, I posted my entry to the feedback but doesn't look i'm the first so not to worry.
My story is correctly entered now. It's called The Decay. Check it out and please give feedback. I'm still finding my way!
My story is correctly entered now. It's called The Decay. Check it out and please give feedback. I'm still finding my way!
In response to suggestions, the title to my story has changed again (!). It is now "Here There Be Monsters".
I am lonely, shunned by society, friends and family who quite rightly reject me on every account of my pitiful appearance. I dare not look upon myself for the expressions I see in people’s faces are food enough to haunt a man’s dreams for eternity and the very sight of my hands, stinking and shaking with decay, induces gut wrenching nausea even to me.
I have become delirious to the bane of my existence, each day this infliction takes a little from me and each day I watch all possibility of reunion with my fellow Man dwindle into cinders. How I wish I could be a phoenix who will rise from the ashes as the embers of my life fade out but with each rejection a part of my soul dies and I see no plumage of the proverbial feather that might reinstate my position in life.
I grow weary of their fear and as my contempt for them turns to rage I fight myself and further resist the blood curdling thirst that has already taken the lives of dozens, each moment that passes delivers pain unto me, physical, emotional and mental but now in my recent hours there is no clarity as to which I am feeling anymore and I recognize myself less and less.
Oh where have I gone dear God and what is this curse that you cast upon me? My darkest moments obscure themselves from me in my waking hours only to return and taunt my dreams. I know not what I do, my days succeed themselves in a morbid waking trance under which I have no control nor do I bare witness to the atrocities I commit but under this vile hex my actions become apparent to me when I sleep. In dreams I reveal to myself the horrors of my abilities and I damn myself thus when I awake with each sunrise only to know that with each self damnation yet more of me dies.
I fear not to take my life as cowardice was the seed of this curse but I fear worse what will become of the unfortunate that I meet should I lose track of myself entirely. Such a wretch I am becoming, eternally damned. I trust there will be mercy and forgiveness soon for if it does not fall upon me tonight then it will not be granted to them.
I have become delirious to the bane of my existence, each day this infliction takes a little from me and each day I watch all possibility of reunion with my fellow Man dwindle into cinders. How I wish I could be a phoenix who will rise from the ashes as the embers of my life fade out but with each rejection a part of my soul dies and I see no plumage of the proverbial feather that might reinstate my position in life.
I grow weary of their fear and as my contempt for them turns to rage I fight myself and further resist the blood curdling thirst that has already taken the lives of dozens, each moment that passes delivers pain unto me, physical, emotional and mental but now in my recent hours there is no clarity as to which I am feeling anymore and I recognize myself less and less.
Oh where have I gone dear God and what is this curse that you cast upon me? My darkest moments obscure themselves from me in my waking hours only to return and taunt my dreams. I know not what I do, my days succeed themselves in a morbid waking trance under which I have no control nor do I bare witness to the atrocities I commit but under this vile hex my actions become apparent to me when I sleep. In dreams I reveal to myself the horrors of my abilities and I damn myself thus when I awake with each sunrise only to know that with each self damnation yet more of me dies.
I fear not to take my life as cowardice was the seed of this curse but I fear worse what will become of the unfortunate that I meet should I lose track of myself entirely. Such a wretch I am becoming, eternally damned. I trust there will be mercy and forgiveness soon for if it does not fall upon me tonight then it will not be granted to them.
Sorry to confuse, Shana, but I changed its title to "Discovering Monsters". I'm still not really happy with the title for this piece.
"There Really Are Monsters" by Beruthial is a powerful entry that keeps luring me back for another look and deeper analysis because, wow, what a message! The depth of this entry is frightening and out of my realm as one who enjoys writing comedy. This one needs to be viewed by others and to win this challenge. And while your at it, you can check my goofy, shallow story out too. ;-)
@ themighteepen. You can just dive right in. You don't have to read other people's entries, but it's a good way to get some inspiration, or to see what's already been done.
Hiya,
I am a constant lurker to We.books. I love reading everyone's posts. (Sorry, I haven't posted comments, I will from now on. The "Monster Prompt" interests me. I just wanted to know if I can jump in or do I have to read and post comments to the other writer's? Just wanted to know. I look forward to reading everyone's writing's on this website.
Thanks,
Joanna Lopez
I am a constant lurker to We.books. I love reading everyone's posts. (Sorry, I haven't posted comments, I will from now on. The "Monster Prompt" interests me. I just wanted to know if I can jump in or do I have to read and post comments to the other writer's? Just wanted to know. I look forward to reading everyone's writing's on this website.
Thanks,
Joanna Lopez
There there, CFraser, at least you realize your mistake and wont ever do it again. :)
I don't think it's possible to delete a comment, though.
I don't think it's possible to delete a comment, though.
Dang, sorry for posting that here. I'm new to the site. I'm not sure if I can delete it or not, but, if anyone else can, feel free...
<p>First it was the dead birds. Some turning up on the front porch, some on the bed, there for me -- as a warning? a gift? - - when I awoke mornings. After a few weeks of this it was dead mice. Comming home after a late night out at the corner pub, the kitchen floor strewn with dozens of rodent bodies suffering from all forms of mangle. I look at my cat, Chuckles, sleeping on the counter, eyes half closed, purring loudly. Long whiskers stained with gore.<br></p><p>"Get off the counter," I command.</p><p>"Purrrrrrrrrr... " he responds, with no apparent intention of moving. I walk over to him, stepping over the carnage best I can, sighing, pet his golden fur, soft and silky. He closes his eyes and falls asleep.</p><p>The next day I wake up covered in blood. A disembodied dog's head, a german shephard, reposing on the pillow next to me. Chuckles curled up on the bed, at my feet, sleeping the sleep of saints. Opens his golden eyes, mews, asking for breakfast. He stands and stretches his fat body before bolting for the kitchen. He's fast, much faster than one so portly has any right being. Before raising myself up to feed him, I wonder where the rest of the dog is. I pull the sheets off the bed, change out of my bloodstained jammies and throw the lot in the washing machine. New clothes, fresh, lacking of vital fluids.<br></p><p>Bowl filled with kibble, Chuckles purring loudly while crunching tidbits of his breakfast. I go outside for some morning air, and notice a pool of blood in the middle of the driveway. Hear the petdoor flap slap shut, and feel the pressure of Chuckles' bulk against my shins, almost to my knees. If he was any bigger I wouldn't have to bend down much to scratch behind his ears.<br></p><p>Later that afternoon, my neighbour, Finley, comes running up to me while I'm sitting on my front porch.</p><p>"Seen my boy?" she asks, panic in her voice.</p><p>"No," I say. Chuckles resting on my lap.</p><p>Finley sniffles. "Oh, God. Let me know if you see him. OK. Please?" </p><p>I nod and pull on Chuckles' tail, wondering what next. Contemplating. Vowing to never accept a free cat from the flea market again. <br></p>
I apologize for the extra story. I had not read the rules. I wasn't really competing for anything but I want to learn to write and I enjoy any feedback I can get.
As a rule the stories are fun. A few of them are sicker than me. And that is just great.
As a rule the stories are fun. A few of them are sicker than me. And that is just great.
Just threw something together. I'd love some feedback if you've got a moment! I'm not terribly confident about it, but it was fun to write. Will help me decide if I should hang onto it, or simply scrap it and start over.
I'm glad the challenges are back in swing! Gonna go on a reviewing streak forthwith :-)
I'm glad the challenges are back in swing! Gonna go on a reviewing streak forthwith :-)
The garden hat hid the shattered skull of the dog. While he worked at the knots – strands of the things held the Sheltie’s throat bound to its broken hind legs – his ceramic fingers, now blood soaked and chipped, struggled to uncouple the rope. Through the dim glow of the moon, grass stains shimmered off the knees where his brown coveralls extended over clay colored stockings and clogs. A straight razor, ground to a point, stabbed the earth at his side. Having gutted the dog from sternum to pelvis, he knelt across its back, mumbling under his breath.
“Serves you right, Charlie. You and your damn ball.”
While he couldn’t smell the animal’s bowels, the look of them spread across the lawn brought a twinkle to his good eye, one frozen in bright blue above his ridged beard. He’d lost the other one when he was five to a rock a neighbor boy had flung at him from across the road. As scars went it splintered a part his cheek and tore out his left eye, leaving him blind. It had taken him years to track the boy down, but he had found him none-the-less. Skinned him clean in a tree house, down below the cane around Smith’s creek. Just like then, the police would never suspect him. They would find him hard at work in the garden, clogs still nestled in the spring tulips. Not a question asked.
Sometimes the ache in his face still reminded him of the boy, but he let that settle years ago. After all, he’d kept the boy’s watch; it was buried in a box under the roses…with all the rest. He’d do the same with the Sheltie’s collar. A slick sort of emptiness filled his chest when he stood over the dog now, bell clenched in his fist to keep it from ringing under the neighbor’s window.
With his free hand he dug the razor loose and tucked it in his belt next to his beard. The little girl would see him in the morning. From the shadow of the trees he would watch her cry. He reached down, picked up his red garden hat, exposing what was left of the dog’s face, and slung it over his head, the point of which drooped slightly over his dead eye.
“If I told you once, Charlie, I told you twice. Never piss on a goddamn gnome.”
“Serves you right, Charlie. You and your damn ball.”
While he couldn’t smell the animal’s bowels, the look of them spread across the lawn brought a twinkle to his good eye, one frozen in bright blue above his ridged beard. He’d lost the other one when he was five to a rock a neighbor boy had flung at him from across the road. As scars went it splintered a part his cheek and tore out his left eye, leaving him blind. It had taken him years to track the boy down, but he had found him none-the-less. Skinned him clean in a tree house, down below the cane around Smith’s creek. Just like then, the police would never suspect him. They would find him hard at work in the garden, clogs still nestled in the spring tulips. Not a question asked.
Sometimes the ache in his face still reminded him of the boy, but he let that settle years ago. After all, he’d kept the boy’s watch; it was buried in a box under the roses…with all the rest. He’d do the same with the Sheltie’s collar. A slick sort of emptiness filled his chest when he stood over the dog now, bell clenched in his fist to keep it from ringing under the neighbor’s window.
With his free hand he dug the razor loose and tucked it in his belt next to his beard. The little girl would see him in the morning. From the shadow of the trees he would watch her cry. He reached down, picked up his red garden hat, exposing what was left of the dog’s face, and slung it over his head, the point of which drooped slightly over his dead eye.
“If I told you once, Charlie, I told you twice. Never piss on a goddamn gnome.”
It's nice to see challenges again ^_^ I always look forward to reading the entries.
I took a chance, not wanting to be cliche, and removed my original entry to this challenge (The Green-Eyed Monster). Never fear, it has been saved in a project I created for my first attempts at challenges.
Please, if you would be so kind, find your way over to my new entry. Hopefully this is less cliche. It's called "The Pulsing Tone Beetle".
And, as always, feedback for feedback.
Thanks!
Please, if you would be so kind, find your way over to my new entry. Hopefully this is less cliche. It's called "The Pulsing Tone Beetle".
And, as always, feedback for feedback.
Thanks!
Back in business. Just put up "The Artist At Work." I'll throw some feedback on these bad boys once I get out of meeting hell.
Revised my entry, Please check it out!
I will give feedback to everyone that gives me feedback!
I will give feedback to everyone that gives me feedback!
'Tis cold, it's true and with the mercury doth my mood plunge. O sun, let thou rays warm my flesh as doth the Son warm my soul. Winter, thou hath done thy deed and now I beg of thee, free me from thy plight and be long gone from my sight. --penbuddy 2011
"Within" final revision ...Check it out.
http://www.webook.com/submission.aspx?p=0165036b1d2c4309b9af952d9d3a5e51&st=726a5adbe9684befac97146dfdb92b35
The audio recording can be found on my fb page.
the link to the audio recording I made of this piece... enjoy <grin>
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=10150151952880561
http://www.webook.com/submission.aspx?p=0165036b1d2c4309b9af952d9d3a5e51&st=726a5adbe9684befac97146dfdb92b35
The audio recording can be found on my fb page.
the link to the audio recording I made of this piece... enjoy <grin>
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=10150151952880561
Hey would anyone please read my challenge and give feedback? Harsh as you need to be please? I would like to improve my writing.
Welcome back everyone. Have a great challenge year. Thanks Bnaslund, Webook and co.
Please check out "The Wolf Within the Girl". It's the third entry and an excerpt from my upcoming book "Subspecies" coming out in May from Muse It Hot Publishing. In this scene, the Subspecies, lycans and vampires, have a network and are seeking an attorney to represent their civil and criminal interests. For more, go to my We Book profile and click the link to my websites.
Thanks to those who critiqued my story, but I deleted it. I thought I wanted to do this, but I realize that my hearts not in it right now.
I want everyone to know I am going through once and leaving suggestions, ideas, a critique on all the submissions before I rate. I'm not perfect, but I do know a misspelled word, grammar, and overuse of words. My work is still a work in progress as well and needs improvement. I know, but if everyone I leave a comment for takes the gesture in the manner given, to help, and not as a personal attack, great. If not and you feel it necessary to lash out and do a drive-by rating to my entry out of spite, so be it. I only mean to help and improve our writing, isn't that what were here for? To help one another improve?
Just my two cents. :)
Just my two cents. :)
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