The Crap I've Written

Because I haven't really completed anything since Obsession, and, as a few of you (coughJULIEcough) know, the first draft was such crap that I am required to begin again, I don't have anything to share. So I'm going to review from memory stories I've tried to write throughout my childhood.

1. Small Things Become Big. I was somewhere between 4 1/2 and 6 1/2 when I 'wrote' this thing. It was more or less a picture book, stapled together. One page had seed and next to it a flower, and a caption. And then there was a baby, and next to it, a girl, and a caption. You get the idea. A raindrop and a puddle, an acorn and a tree. There were five or six pages like that, plus a cover and a back cover. I stapled it all up one Sunday afternoon and 'hot damn! let's get this thing to scholastic pronto!'

2. The Nighttime Ring. I got one page into this, but I was aiming for one hundred and fifty. I was eight years old when I started this, my second summer of camp, and I had started telling everyone and anyone that I was 'writing a book and wanted to be a writer.' I was obsessed with Harry Potter at the time, and the idea of a magic ring that lit up at night time just seemed very cool to me. I can remember a dog named Tiger and a girl eating grilled cheese for breakfast, and an evil genie who wasn't really evil, she was just angry because a sorcerer made a lion eat her legs off every day and then they grew back and she couldn't remember her parents. Yeah. Nice.

3. Blood Mountain. This was based off a dream. I was eleven or twelve and had just gotten back from a vacation to a Maryland ski resort, and decided to ship a girl named Hail to a ski resort where she meets all these famous celebrities and then must battle a bunch of zombie things in the snow, I dunno. Somehow, all the guys looked just like my celebrity crushes, and had strikingly similar names. Coincidence!

4. Total Crap. Yes. I named a story total crap. I set my friends and I as characters and made us fall in love with the actors we were destined to marry. Now you know. The humiliation is going to cease now.