I'm away from home. Did I ever mention that I get homesick ridiculously fast? Well, now you know.
Camps, school sleepovers, trips with friends- They're all different:) I mean, traveling with your family IS fun, but with no one of your age, it can get a bit depressing when there's nothing to do. Anyway, presently, I'm on holiday. And when i say holiday, I mean every bit of me is on holiday... Seriously! i have no idea what the date is, what day of the week it is, what time it is, and when we're going back home.... That's how pathetically clueless I am. But have no fear, I'm gonna write about something more interesting than my sudden bout of amnesia....
We were all returning from a lovely dinner at this awesome barbecue restaurant, when I began thinking about different ways to begin a book. Oh ya, did I ever mention that I'm very into writing books (Huh that makes it sound like I've actually WRITTEN books:) No, all I've ever achieved is starting one off, feeling very proud about it, abandoning it for a few days, reading it after that short spell of time, finding it painfully childish or pretentious or whatever, scrapping it, replay).... But that hasn't disheartened me.... So anyway, the point is, I want to list some ways to start a book... Some sentences or whatevs.
1) What. The. Hell.
2) I stood there, staring longingly at the mast of the Arora, as it disappeared over the horizon.
(Yeah, I know 'Arora' is kinda corny but I'm fascinated by the Arora Borealis.... And I'd prefer a a ship named 'Arora' to a car any day:P)
3) Today, I'm resigning, at last.
4) "I've waited forever just to see that expression on your lily-white face," spat the shadowy figure, slowly rising from the corner.
5) Yes!!!!!
6) "Hot," whispered Lana, leaning over from her side of the bench. I wasn't sure whether she meant the chilly pickles in her sandwich or the tall, black-haired, stormy-eyed God who had just strolled in.
7) She didn't notice. Right?
8) This is stupid. Really, really stupid.
9) I'm running out of ideas.
(Hey!! That's a cool start!!!)
Okay. I guess some of them are pretty lame, and if I ever end up writing a book, I may not use any of them:)
But the thing is, a good start will always hook the reader... Some really lame-ass start off, may just lead the reader into thinking that the book is the pits (even if it's not).
Right, now I'm feeling decidedly less homesick. WHO AM I KIDDING???? I want to go home!!!!
Well, I simultaneously think I'm overacting. My 10-month-old ah-dorable rosy, well-rounded (heehee) cousin brother is there to lighten my days, and ease my troubled mind. He's soooo cute!!!! He smiles and gurgles and eats and sleeps. He splashes around merrily in his bath and listens dazedly when someone sings or plays music.... Presently, he is hyper and not-asleep, even though it's getting late and he should be.
Anyway, the point of this blog is to feel a little connected to my inner self. My real world which I feel a bit disconnected from presently. Okay, gotta go now...
Alvida,
Squish.
Camps, school sleepovers, trips with friends- They're all different:) I mean, traveling with your family IS fun, but with no one of your age, it can get a bit depressing when there's nothing to do. Anyway, presently, I'm on holiday. And when i say holiday, I mean every bit of me is on holiday... Seriously! i have no idea what the date is, what day of the week it is, what time it is, and when we're going back home.... That's how pathetically clueless I am. But have no fear, I'm gonna write about something more interesting than my sudden bout of amnesia....
We were all returning from a lovely dinner at this awesome barbecue restaurant, when I began thinking about different ways to begin a book. Oh ya, did I ever mention that I'm very into writing books (Huh that makes it sound like I've actually WRITTEN books:) No, all I've ever achieved is starting one off, feeling very proud about it, abandoning it for a few days, reading it after that short spell of time, finding it painfully childish or pretentious or whatever, scrapping it, replay).... But that hasn't disheartened me.... So anyway, the point is, I want to list some ways to start a book... Some sentences or whatevs.
1) What. The. Hell.
2) I stood there, staring longingly at the mast of the Arora, as it disappeared over the horizon.
(Yeah, I know 'Arora' is kinda corny but I'm fascinated by the Arora Borealis.... And I'd prefer a a ship named 'Arora' to a car any day:P)
3) Today, I'm resigning, at last.
4) "I've waited forever just to see that expression on your lily-white face," spat the shadowy figure, slowly rising from the corner.
5) Yes!!!!!
6) "Hot," whispered Lana, leaning over from her side of the bench. I wasn't sure whether she meant the chilly pickles in her sandwich or the tall, black-haired, stormy-eyed God who had just strolled in.
7) She didn't notice. Right?
8) This is stupid. Really, really stupid.
9) I'm running out of ideas.
(Hey!! That's a cool start!!!)
Okay. I guess some of them are pretty lame, and if I ever end up writing a book, I may not use any of them:)
But the thing is, a good start will always hook the reader... Some really lame-ass start off, may just lead the reader into thinking that the book is the pits (even if it's not).
Right, now I'm feeling decidedly less homesick. WHO AM I KIDDING???? I want to go home!!!!
Well, I simultaneously think I'm overacting. My 10-month-old ah-dorable rosy, well-rounded (heehee) cousin brother is there to lighten my days, and ease my troubled mind. He's soooo cute!!!! He smiles and gurgles and eats and sleeps. He splashes around merrily in his bath and listens dazedly when someone sings or plays music.... Presently, he is hyper and not-asleep, even though it's getting late and he should be.
Anyway, the point of this blog is to feel a little connected to my inner self. My real world which I feel a bit disconnected from presently. Okay, gotta go now...
Alvida,
Squish.
