Announcement!

This class I'm taking the 2nd semester (ENGL210: Short Story) has seriously made me think about writing short stories again. Perhaps I will transfer all the time I spend playing Warcraft and concentrate on writing a decent short story. I wonder if people will still call me a loser if I write stories instead of play Warcraft. I mean both are just activities that take up the same amount of time, right?

edit: I have decided what I'm going to write about. Part of the idea came from an article my short story teacher keeps talking about and part of the idea came from Tiffany. We shall see how this goes. In fact...I think I have already come up with the first couple lines of the story.

Our master had been tempting us all day by leaving that rodent in the trap. I suppose that is one thing we have in common with the enemy, the rats can't resist eating the cheese and much as we can't resist consuming them.

edit2: I'm half way done my story. I'll give you the 1st couple of lines from the 2nd page.

I spit it out in disgust and began to examine it more closely. I could have sworn I saw the flesh blink! I licked my paws and wiped the blood of the hard part of what I thought was meat. What I saw sent chills down my spine. No! It can’t be!

edit3 (7/21): It's done! I finished writing the story entitled "The Frame". A few edits/revisions and it will be posted on my blog. For now...here's an excerpt from page 3.

The pain was sharp but the adrenaline made the pain subside rather quickly and I was able to shake them off with ease. Soon, I found it hard to keep my balance. The floor had become slippery with the blood spilt by rats and cats alike.

edit4 (7/25): I sent the story out to my beta testers for review. Another excerpt from page 4.

I had reached the far end of the room when I observed that the closet door had a slight opening. This was the same closet that was always shut tight, the one that the master would kill to keep the contents a secret. Curiously, I poked my head into the closet. I was met with a wall of stench that knocked me back a few steps. What I saw in the closet was even more appalling.

Open your eyes

(Forgive me if my writing sucks...I've been writing all day.)

Open up your eyes.

Life is not static. Things will not always be the way you plan it to be. How do you get ahead then? It's like in basketball. A team will run a play once or twice and it will work. The third time, the defense is waiting. They know what you are going to do. What are YOU going to do? How are YOU going to reach your goal? Are you just going to do what you did before? Of course not. That's disaster. The defense will steal the ball from you! So what do you do? You improvise. You adapt. Look at your surroundings, your environment and you make the best possible decision at that time. So next time life gives you lemons, try not making lemonade with it, try squirting the lemon juice in the eyes of the person that gave it to you. (WHAT??? I SHOULD STOP WRITING)

Open up your eyes.

Have you ever known someone who was going out with another person and thought to yourself "Wow...s/he could have done so much better." THEN, have you ever thought "Wow...I'd treat him/her so much better." AND THEN, when you finally have the courage to let your feelings be known, you get the "You are just a friend." line? I'm sorry, but since were friends not allowed to develop into relationships? Chandler and Monica turned out ok didn't they? People need to OPEN THEIR EYES and stop being so close minded. What if the man/woman of your dreams were right in front of you but you won't give them a chance since they are the nice guy or the nice girl?

Open up your eyes.

Things happen for a reason. Even the bad things. They are there to test and broaden your boundaries. If everybody had a life without misfortune, we'd be carefree and comfortable, yet life would be kind of boring wouldn't you think? Our failures and the rough patches in our lives will make us grow stronger. There is no point in dwelling from our mistakes because we cannot change what happened. What we should do is not to look back with regret but to look back and learn from what we did wrong because it is failure that teaches us success.