Monday, 23 February 2009

Writing Challenge Responce 3

Okay so I have a 19 page booklet on writing essays and evaluating theories to finish plus the staff that should have been finished 3 weeks ago so this is going to be really quick, I apologise now if this makes very little sense as like the last one I'm just going to word vomit it out and see what happens. Thanks to those at AW for voting for the idea. (Also this is being posted at 23:42 GMT so I'm just making it on time.)


We live beneath you bed, slowly amassing our army. Over time our numbers grow and we become stronger. We have only one enemy, the roaring, howling beast which shakes the floor and feeds on our numbers but as the years have past it has visited us less and less yet we still hear it roam beyond our cavern. You call us 'bunnies' a cute word which does not reflect the horror we shall one day visit upon you and your family. We have also seen the bunnies in the magazine you have hid under here with us and be assured we will not bring as much enjoyment and one of those foul creatures. We are growing, in numbers and strength, one day we shall stretch out beyond the confides of this dark space and you shall be ours!


Monday, 16 February 2009

Monthly Challege Responce 2 and ranting

First the ranting!
I hate economics. I really do. Right now I'm supposed to be preparing for a mock exam on Weber, Foucault and Keynes and their theories and I. Do. Not. Understand!!....I'mma gonna fail.

Just started reading about Social Democratic Political Tradition and I have no clue what it's talking about, I mean come on, I want to study psychology not politics... and this is hard! I kinda want to quite and resit the whole year hoping I'll understand it more, I know I could ignore this unit and still pass the whole year but it would be annoying to have a bare pass when if I could only grasp this I could get a much better grade.

Anyway.. onto more interesting things. This following paragraph has not been thought out or planned and is just being thrown up (writers word vomit):


I sit here locked behind this glass and I can not help but think that you are a hypocrite. You refuse to watch football because you see it as a meaningless violent sport, you discipline you children for using violence to solve their problems. And yet. You own me. A "True man's sport" you call it, "natural instinct" you say. "Death." I call it, "Uncalled for" I say. You find it horrifying and disturbing to find a high school student has just shot dead his parents, and yet fail to see the families you rip apart. Above your fireplace hangs the stuffed head of our last victim, never again shall that majestic animal see the loving eyes of a mate, watch the growth of a child or eat with a friend. And you claim this slaughtering is civilised. Be thankful I can not talk, for I would tell you to cancel next weekend, that I no longer want to play my part in your primitive pleasures. I may have been created to destroy lives but I was created to defend you, or feed you... instead I am used for your entertainment and I would rather be shattered into a million pieces than watch another innocent fall because of my use in your random act of mindlessness.

Monday, 9 February 2009

Feburary Writing Challenge - Repsonse 1

No big post today, just my response to the challenge I set on Friday.


I took part in the most important of meetings, was there when all the important company decisions were made, knew all the office gossip. Then there was the Christmas party, office olypimcs. It was the finals of the triathalon, the runners approached and lept the desks onto me and the cute one from accounting. Things were going so well, till we took a turn to sharp and I hit my leg off the wall. I spun out of control and we lost. I still remember that cute one from accounting looking so pleased that I was injured. Now I sit surrounded by broken office equpiment; a printer that only prints blank pages, staplers that refuse to staple, a water cooler missing it's nozzel, and me. I know I've been replaced by now, by a younger more fashionable model, so I sit here remembering days gone by. A time when I used to have 5 wheels.

Friday, 6 February 2009

Writing Challenge!

Woohoo!

Okay so boredom took over my brain at 1am last night (this morning?) and I came up with this brilliant idea. The first Friday of every month I'm going to post a writing challenge, mainly for me to do but feel free to join in. It's really just a way to generate ideas and possibly overcome an obstacle in my (or your) WIP, most importantly... it's about actually writing.

This month's challenge:
Write a paragraph from the point of view of an inanimate object.

Bo Fowler wrote a whole book from the point of view of a shopping trolley so no complaining that it can't be done. Just do it. I'll post my resposes to this every Monday from now till the next challenge.

Have fun!