Month of June, 2005

My recently posted TALES OF MYTHOLOGY PART 1: THE PLAN is the first chapter in the first book in a series.

1-THE PLAN

IF YOU ARE A NEW WRITER READING THIS, DON'T BOTHER.

One day, as I was walking home from school, I found a red and white ball on the path.

It was a cold day
As the rain fell
On my face

Though it was only
Light rainfall
You couldn’t tell

What were raindrops
And what were
Tears

Silently weeping
On the
Street corner

His warm shoulder
Next to me
I could feel it there

George’s shoulder
A strong shoulder
A shoulder to cry on

I love him
My older brother
George

He is with me
I feel I could never
Let him go

He has always
Been there
For me

But still I cry
For what
Is gone

If only he was here to see me now
If only I could still hear him humming in his room now
If only I could put my arms around him now

George;
Still dead
and dead still

- but never forgotten.

one two

orwell orwell.

After the long school day Lesley, Grace and Grant met at Lesley's house.

I'm sorry I could not help you with the Italic deal, but I have been busy deciding whether my own story, Fatestones, should become a three-part series.

Somewhere very secret in a very magical rainforest lived a group of fairies and goblins, trying their hardest to keep the beautiful wildlife alive.

Hey, you probably were expecting one of my stories, but last weekend I went camping and two funny things happened that I HAD to tell everyone.

If you treat me with respect,
a life-long friend you will get.

"We're going on holiday", said my mum, casually over breakfast.

Got any ideas for a sieries becuse I just finished Carrots of the Caribbean Curse of The Black Carrot the whole sieries.

Carrots of the Caribbean Curse of The Black Carrot part 1
One day some carrots jumped out of the refrigerator, they dug a little toy Pirate Ship out of my toy box.

I'm moving on with the groove and the move,
I'm a flying bird,
I'm a tiger herd.

"Could you just get yourself together?"Christie asked Lesley, holding almost all of her daughter's clothes as lesley raced through her dresser, trying to find something to wear to school.

When flowers bloom
you know its time
for spring to come
when flowers gloom
they smell so sweet
and grow and grow for you to see
when you are sad come along
and see them smile all day long.

IMPORTANT:if u r readin this thinkin wher is s-l part4 read the more reacent s-l part3 cos i (being a dumb blonde) stupidly named TWO parts of the s-l story 'sindy-lou (part3)
-sorry if i confused any1

She told Harry, she told him about the death of her father and how it had come as such a shock.

there are two sindy-lou part threes but the most recent is meant to be PART 4 so please read both.

Sindy-lou got up from her seat stared around the café not focussing her gaze on anything particular, when she saw a rather familiar figure.

Sindy-lou was staring into her coffee, her silent tears making it taste slightly salty.

Harry thought about the day they had met.

My cousin is an amatuer songwriter and she sent me this song she wrote last night at midnight.

5-1-1999 10:29
Dear Diary,
Simon finally was able to reach me.

Yeah you're probably right, I just wanted to experiment with it.

What i meant to say in my last post was that I'm not very good at this.

First of all, hi! Secondly, from what I've seen of your stories, they are really good, and I like mysteries too.

Some more arguably true facts:

A group of unicorns is called a blessing.

I know at least six people read my help post.

Could somebody help me out? I started writing this story called Shadows, and I didn't like it, but I liked the name.

Gracias Barron.

Mucho mejor! Tu libro es mejor porque tu usas los paragrafas, y hablas espanol muy bien.

Las Secreto a las Esferas: The Secret to the Sphere
We all flew in one direction.

Las Cielo Castillo :The Dark Castle
We awoke the next morning and we had appeared to have been healed Libe woke up and said "I feel great.

Hermosa: Beauty
We awoke the next morning in a tree.

Las Torre: The Tower
To the top of the tower we raced.

Partly in Spanish, English translations

Las Rescate: The Rescue
I heard the call slice through the morning air.

C: Harry was an only child
Fiona’s input: Yo ppl, pleez welcome Charlie to the site!
C: thanks fifi kindly meant I’m sure.

Thanx for the advice Barron.

Alright, I've got a few pieces of advice to offer.

I was walking down the hall one day to my new office after my boss (Mr.

I changed my mind.

4-20-99 5:30
Dear Diary,
I called Mrs.

I don't care if this is the only thing you ever read by me, but, please, read this.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I think the writer's block just broke .

I woke up at about seven thirty the next morning.

I saw the body of the cleaner on the floor, her hand was cut off, and her throat was sliced.

I looked on my watch.

The next day, I felt even more eerie as I went to try to become a waitress at Connie's Cafe.

I was twenty-one, and still didn't have a job.

When I said I would be ending all my stories, I meant all of them except for Dear Diary.

All of my stories will be cut short due to graphic nature which I cannot post on KidPub.

It makes me wonder
Whay Stairway to Heaven Rocks
Zeppelin Forever

I hate Haikus
I never write them at all.

Alright, I know its been ages since I've posted anything relevant on here (not counting the Fourteenth, which won't be finished till long after I bump out my Big novel) but boy, do I have a problem.

According to the Sundance Film Festival smash Pi, the true name of god is a 216-digit number.