Juggling Plums, ops needed on style

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Juggling Plums, ops needed on style

Postby true_noir_chloe » Thu Oct 09, 2003 7:37 am

Hi. :) I'm working on a youth fiction piece titled, "Juggling Plums." I just liked the name. :sweat: I'm not sure if this will become a novel or short story. This is definitely a work in progress - which means there will be errors.

I've used a different style for experimentation. Please feel free to comment and let me know what you think of the rotating voices. Thanks. :)

Juggling Plums


Juggling was easy. Getting the plum juice out from under the refrigerator would be difficult. Explaining to my mother why the floor is sticky would be a whole other problem entirely. But, I could handle it. I handled many things while mom was at work and I was the full-time freebie baby-sitter for my little brother.
“I saw what you did.â€

[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE


You see into the deepest part of me ---

beyond the fog I hide behind.

You cast your light upon the shadows

that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.

You ease the pain when I am hurting,

and morbid visions from my past

pierce into the realm of Reason

as though I danced on blades of glass.

You grant me strength when I have fallen

and, once again, I've lost my way.

You take my hand in Yours and lead me

into the promise of a brand new day.

You bring order to all my chaos,

yet set my well-laid plans awry.

You place me on a firm foundation ---

then give me wings so I can fly.

You sand away my roughened edges

and polish all the dullest parts

until I stand before Your presence...

a newly-sculpted work of art.

You see into the heart within me,

right through my motives and selfish will.

And yet, in spite of all You see

You say You love me even still.


~by D.M.~

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Postby true_noir_chloe » Thu Oct 09, 2003 7:42 am

(cont.)
Glory speaking:
The doorbell rang. Short and irritating one was out back, so I went to answer the door. I looked out the peep hole. The eyes were blue, the hair brown and the smile spectacular. A hotty was just outside my door.
I opened, not too fast; I didn’t want to seem desperate.
“Hello,â€

[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE


You see into the deepest part of me ---

beyond the fog I hide behind.

You cast your light upon the shadows

that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.

You ease the pain when I am hurting,

and morbid visions from my past

pierce into the realm of Reason

as though I danced on blades of glass.

You grant me strength when I have fallen

and, once again, I've lost my way.

You take my hand in Yours and lead me

into the promise of a brand new day.

You bring order to all my chaos,

yet set my well-laid plans awry.

You place me on a firm foundation ---

then give me wings so I can fly.

You sand away my roughened edges

and polish all the dullest parts

until I stand before Your presence...

a newly-sculpted work of art.

You see into the heart within me,

right through my motives and selfish will.

And yet, in spite of all You see

You say You love me even still.


~by D.M.~

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Postby true_noir_chloe » Thu Oct 09, 2003 7:44 am

(more cont.) This is longer than I thought it would be. :sweat:

Henry speaking:
I would have to get out my notebook and jot down the facts of the newfound treasure I had stumbled upon on my dig. This was a find of tremendous proportion. This root was possibly bigger than any sequoia.
I brushed dirt of my jeans and would wash my hands in the kitchen sink. I wasn’t very muddy and the wind had picked up outside, so I’m sure rain would be here soon. I needed to grab the measuring tape and then measure the section I had dug out before it started to rain.
Glory stood at the foot of the refrigerator when I walked in through the back kitchen patio door. She was staring at the refrigerator.
“Is this some new ritual, before you open the refrigerator and find which fruit will be sacrificed, Glo-ry?â€

[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE


You see into the deepest part of me ---

beyond the fog I hide behind.

You cast your light upon the shadows

that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.

You ease the pain when I am hurting,

and morbid visions from my past

pierce into the realm of Reason

as though I danced on blades of glass.

You grant me strength when I have fallen

and, once again, I've lost my way.

You take my hand in Yours and lead me

into the promise of a brand new day.

You bring order to all my chaos,

yet set my well-laid plans awry.

You place me on a firm foundation ---

then give me wings so I can fly.

You sand away my roughened edges

and polish all the dullest parts

until I stand before Your presence...

a newly-sculpted work of art.

You see into the heart within me,

right through my motives and selfish will.

And yet, in spite of all You see

You say You love me even still.


~by D.M.~

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Postby EireWolf » Thu Oct 09, 2003 12:29 pm

Cool, a tree-haunting... I like the story a lot! I think you have Glory's "voice" down really well, and she acts like a teenager. The only critique I would have is that Henry doesn't really sound like a 9-yr-old. Besides that, it's really good! I like the rotating voices, but you'll probably have to come up with a cleaner way of switching them (without saying, "Glory speaking" and "Henry speaking"). I've played with the idea of rotating voices for a story of mine, and I've thought to alternate chapters, but the sections in this story aren't really long enough for chapters. Asterisks, maybe?
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Postby true_noir_chloe » Thu Oct 09, 2003 9:51 pm

Thanks EireWolf. :) Schwoo! I need to figure this one out. It might take a few days. I may end up on Glory being the only speaker, but if not - um... how do you do the asterisk thing? :stressed:
I agree with the chapter break being the most plausible; James McBride did this in his book, The Color of Water, and it flowed very well.(pun ^-^).
I'll play around with things. Oh, what if Henry was 11? He talks somewhat like my daughter who wants to be an archaeologist. Something to think about.


Thanks again. :)

[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE


You see into the deepest part of me ---

beyond the fog I hide behind.

You cast your light upon the shadows

that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.

You ease the pain when I am hurting,

and morbid visions from my past

pierce into the realm of Reason

as though I danced on blades of glass.

You grant me strength when I have fallen

and, once again, I've lost my way.

You take my hand in Yours and lead me

into the promise of a brand new day.

You bring order to all my chaos,

yet set my well-laid plans awry.

You place me on a firm foundation ---

then give me wings so I can fly.

You sand away my roughened edges

and polish all the dullest parts

until I stand before Your presence...

a newly-sculpted work of art.

You see into the heart within me,

right through my motives and selfish will.

And yet, in spite of all You see

You say You love me even still.


~by D.M.~

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Postby ShiroiHikari » Thu Oct 09, 2003 10:09 pm

This is cool ^^ Your stories are kinda charming :] I'd comment about the voices and stuff but EireWolf kinda took the words out of my mouth ^^;
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Postby true_noir_chloe » Fri Oct 10, 2003 7:27 am

Thanks Shiroi-Hikari. You have a new avatar again, huh? I like.

[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE


You see into the deepest part of me ---

beyond the fog I hide behind.

You cast your light upon the shadows

that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.

You ease the pain when I am hurting,

and morbid visions from my past

pierce into the realm of Reason

as though I danced on blades of glass.

You grant me strength when I have fallen

and, once again, I've lost my way.

You take my hand in Yours and lead me

into the promise of a brand new day.

You bring order to all my chaos,

yet set my well-laid plans awry.

You place me on a firm foundation ---

then give me wings so I can fly.

You sand away my roughened edges

and polish all the dullest parts

until I stand before Your presence...

a newly-sculpted work of art.

You see into the heart within me,

right through my motives and selfish will.

And yet, in spite of all You see

You say You love me even still.


~by D.M.~

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Postby EireWolf » Fri Oct 10, 2003 1:44 pm

true_noir_chloe wrote:how do you do the asterisk thing?


Oh, I just meant that if there's a chance of scene or some other kind of break in the story, many authors will separate the sections with asterisks or something similar.

* * * * *


Now this is a new scene, but the sections aren't long enough to warrant a full chapter.

* * * * *


As for Henry being 11 instead of 9... I guess I don't really know any kids well enough to know. Did your daughter talk this way when she was 9 too? My guess is that you'd know a lot better than me on that count. :) I don't really even remember being 9 or 11. hehe
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Postby true_noir_chloe » Fri Oct 10, 2003 2:06 pm

Thanks EireWolf. :) My daughter reads a lot and that could be why she sounds mature. Her friends, also avid readers and sixth graders, sound more like adults than she does. So, I'm going to rewrite and tone him down, but probably keep him literate. Ugh! :drool: He needs to be more like a young boy, not a girl (They're quicker with stuff.).

Yeah, the asterisk thing. After I left the boards I remembered what that was.

* * *

I've used it before.

Thanks for your help. :)

[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE


You see into the deepest part of me ---

beyond the fog I hide behind.

You cast your light upon the shadows

that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.

You ease the pain when I am hurting,

and morbid visions from my past

pierce into the realm of Reason

as though I danced on blades of glass.

You grant me strength when I have fallen

and, once again, I've lost my way.

You take my hand in Yours and lead me

into the promise of a brand new day.

You bring order to all my chaos,

yet set my well-laid plans awry.

You place me on a firm foundation ---

then give me wings so I can fly.

You sand away my roughened edges

and polish all the dullest parts

until I stand before Your presence...

a newly-sculpted work of art.

You see into the heart within me,

right through my motives and selfish will.

And yet, in spite of all You see

You say You love me even still.


~by D.M.~

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Postby EireWolf » Sat Oct 11, 2003 3:41 pm

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Postby Mimichan » Sun Oct 12, 2003 2:42 pm

:hug:

I love this story!! It's so creative :rock:

Any suggestions I might have had were already covered by Eirewolf..so all I can say is Sugoi sugoi!! :thumb:

by the way: Don't tell her I told you this, but Eirewolf ? *whispers* She's not really a wolf. I saw her wedding pictures on Oldphil's website, which is how I found out. ;)
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"Why do people not notice until they lose it?
What it is that's truly important...
Although I can't afford to forgive even myself,
Because you were there,
I was able to be myself (Natural).
I want to be honest...I want to be kind...
I want to be the adult I once (in my childhood) longed to be.
I go on fighting against the heart to run away...
I go on fighting against that invisible something!"
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