The Window

Today in writing 101, we had a choose of one of four picture to write about.  I picked, “The Window.”  This is with the main characters of my current sci-fi project.  Well, I will let you just get at it.  Let me know what you think!  🙂

Sam’s Dream

Samantha slowly opened her eyes to a dark room. She slowly sat up and looked around. It wasn’t her quarter. The air was heavy and smelled stale. She lifted her left hand up and felt the space next to her. It was a wooden wall. She slid her hand across the grain, the roughness of it pricked her fingertips. She felt small nail holes where two boards of wood met. A small smile formed across her face. Then, her reality sunk in.
Over to her right there was a dim light filtering in through a sheer curtain. Sam slowly stood up and discovered that she was wearing her night gown. A white, sheer, gown with single string straps. It wasn’t the uniform she last wore.
She pushed herself to her feet off the ancient wooden bed she was laying on. A small breeze brushed against her skin as she struggled to see in the dim light. Behind the curtain was the light source. Her guess was a small window but there was so little light it was hard for her to take an educated guess.
She reached out her right hand to pull the curtain back when she felt a hand and arm wrap around her midsection. Sam froze and looked back. Nick stood behind her. He was wearing nothing but his boxers. His body was well in shape; it threw her off guard. She pushed back from him and through the curtain.
His hand reached out to her as she stood facing the curtain. “Help me,” his voice cried out. Sam went to reach for his hand when the floor jerked her into the wall. She looked behind her to see a window. Samantha struggled against the shacking of the floor and the cries of Nick to get to the window. More cries began coming from behind the curtain. The closer she got to the window the faster her heart pumped.
Outside of the window was black nothingness of space. Tiny speck of starlight filtered in. The air in her lungs evaporated as her mouth swung open. Behind the curtain, everything went silent.
Samantha turned back to the curtain only to find black nothingness where the bed and room she was just in. She turned back to see the window open. A strong force was pulling her into the window. A cry for help went unanswered.
Samantha shot up from her slumber and looked around where she was. She was sitting on her back, on floor of the storage room. Vincent stood over her. His mouth was moving but she couldn’t hear him.

I had times myself for about 15 minutes.  I could have gone on and one; so I cut it here.  I hope you liked it!  (Again, a little disclaimer here.  This is equivalent to a free write which then in turns means it’s not edited [completely] and etc.  Please just enjoy it without trying to destroy it!  Thanks!)

Until next time…

Writing 101 assignment.

Alright, here is another Writing 101 assignment.  This time this is a ‘one word prompt’.  It boils down to you pick one word (here are the words: treasure, regret, home, love, uncertainty, secret.) and then write about it.  Sounds great?  Well, to me, it is!

I like to time myself when I write.  15 minutes was the magic number this time.  (For my fiction writing I give myself 15 minutes and for my other writings I tend to give myself 10!)  I feel it helps me get the words out.  Not everyone likes that, but for me it works.  One top of that, this will be a sample ‘rough draft’ of my current work in progress.  It’s a little odd, but when I looked at the writing assignment, the next scene for my current project popped into my mind.

The word that popped out to me was Secret.  So I hope you enjoy!

Here is a little back story.  This is a futurist science fiction novel.  The main character is Sam, a redheaded woman with a secret.  She is currently under ‘house arrest’ and is just trying to get something to eat.  **Note:  This is a rough draft of my current project, this is no how perfect.  I just wanted to share a little bit of writing.  I know that it’s not perfect; that what editing is for. (I know grammar is off, descriptions are more tell-y than show-y – that is what the second draft is for! 😀 )  In the meanwhile enjoy!  You are welcome to leave some feedback if you wish, just be polite and nice. Thank you!

Samantha walked into the mess hall and looked around. All conversation had stopped and all eyes were on her. She took a deep breath in and walked over to the counter. Bryant stayed close but didn’t get within two steps closer to her. She froze in her track when she noticed that Haniyyah wasn’t there. It was the younger man who often covered the night shift. Samantha stepped forward and forced a smile.
“I would like to have the basic human survival meal,” she chuckled to herself. It wasn’t the time or place but her words made her laugh.
The young male looked at her with wide eyes. His eyes shifted from her to Bryant standing behind her. “I was told to only produce bread and water for you. Captain orders.” His tone was soft and weak and his words were soft.
Sam nodded her head, “I understand,” she replied. “I’ll take that then.”
“Okay,” he answered. He walked over to the food processor and punched in her order. He walked back to her. “H told me to make sure you were okay?”
“Who is H?” Bryant butted in.
“Oh, she’s just the old lady that is here,” he replied as he gulped. “She’s kinda like a mother to everyone.”
“Hm,” he nodded his head. “Just tell her not to worry about this one.” He moved his eyes toward Sam.
“Just let her know that I am fine,” she said with a high tone of uncertainty. For the first time in her short life, she was feeling nervous and scared. There was a secret going here and somehow she was the center of it. Most of her life she had to hide, keep secrets and distance herself from others. Right now, she couldn’t tell if being different was going to help her or hurt her. It wasn’t directly her she was worried about; she worried about her father, Haniyyah, Nick and the rest of the crew. Was she putting them in danger?
The mess hall doors open and Nick walked in. They locked eyes. With every ouch in her being, she tried to swallow her emotions and become the computer she always had to be.

So, what did you think?  I got about 365 words done in fifteen minutes!   What did you get written!  Share it below!  🙂  Thank you!

Until next time…

New name and my list!

I have changed my name – my blog name that is.  It’s something I have wanted to go for a little while now once I decided more of  a focus for my blog.  How do you like it?  Please let me know!  Thanks!

Also, my assignment for my Writing 101 class is all about making a list.  Lists can go on and on so they had suggested limiting the list somehow.  One way is to set a number of bullet points (5, 10 or more) or time yourself (5, 10 or more minutes) and see how many you come up with.

I have decided to time myself and see how many thing pop into my head and then share it with you guys.  These are just things that popped into my head while I decided to sit down and write.   Here they are…  I ‘listed’ for ten minutes.  This is unfiltered and how random my thoughts are!  I hope you enjoy them.  (I did edit them for spelling since I hate simple spelling errors.)

  1. Man, I need some chocolate.
  2. I should work on finish cleaning my house
  3. Finally she’s asleep.
  4. How will the next bridge scene go?
  5. Which project should I work on next?
  6. How long should my break be before editing?
  7. I need to order some ML packets soon.
  8. I need to work on that Google calendar.
  9. I need to set up a google hangout for write ins.
  10. I think I need to repaint my nails
  11. Is it naptime for me?
  12. I need to sweep and mop after she is in bed tonight.
  13. Can’t we have a folding machine too?
  14. What else can I do to my blog?
  15. I need to figure out who/ how to interview people for my blog.
  16. Should I write a writing help book?
  17. My husband should be home soon.
  18. Stickers!
  19. Ugh, bills in the mail again.
  20. I really just want a day-cation from being adult.
  21. Where is my coloring book?
  22. Man, I’m running out of ideas!
  23. Is having a Facebook page worth it?
  24. Hello out there!
  25. When will humans go to space?
  26. Can I go with them?
  27. You know, liking classical music is kinda hard. Can’t google the song title or anything! Ha!
  28. Tiny Terror’s birthday is coming soon
  29. Where did the time go?
  30. I think I might need to brush my teeth. Something nasty in there.  Lol
  31. I think I need a new webcam
  32. Maybe I can do Youtube videos!
  33. But of what?
  34. I should be really working on something.
  35. NaNoWriMo is coming up soon!
  36. Anyone else as excited as I am?
  37. I think I might need to lay off the caffeine.
  38. But I haven’t really had any today…
  39. I should drink more water daily.
  40. Then I will have to pee more often!
  41. When is the right time to do anything?
  42. How does one increase viewership to a blog?
  43. Does anyone like redheads anymore?
  44. I think my fingers are starting to get sore
  45. Look at all those red lines.
  46. I think I should work on my typing skills a little more.
  47. Does anyone want to donate to Steph needs chocolate fund?
  48. Maybe I should lay off all the chocolate.
  49. I would lose more weight that way…
  50. BUT I’M NO QUITTER!

Also, I am working on a new sharing plan.  A few people have mentioned that my posts often over lap each out.   (Like I share something on Facebook and Twitter and it shows up twice on Facebook since my twitter feed share to Facebook.)  So hopefully it doesn’t happen now.  But if it does, please let me know!

Until next time! 🙂