Slowly, the script is coming together, like I mentioned previously I’m doing this in my spare time and it’s hard deciding what to keep and omit, here it is so far (literally like 3 full pages, but a couple of hours work aha)
Here is another excerpt from very near the end of the story, what do you think (:?
“This is it.”
“How do you know?”
“I’ve not felt a connection this strong to home since I was a child.”
“Do you know when?”
“Tomorrow, about an hour earlier than now.”
“Yes.” Continue reading
“We need to go back soon,” I said.
“Keyword, soon. Can you feel this?”
“This. The energy, circling around the clearing. The electric tension in the air.” As she said this I did start to feel what she was on about, there was a charge to the air, not unlike the feeling you get when you there is a storm coming, the sense of calm before the beating, downpour of rain. She span in a circle, finishing facing me in the middle of the clearing. Her hair started to flutter, blown by a non-existent breeze.
“I feel it,” I held out my hands and could feel the air being disturbed by my hands path, it was such a strange sensation to feel when you couldn’t see it, almost like the static pull from a balloon, but, different.
Lucy smiled at me and held her hand out, palm facing upwards. I placed my hand on top of hers, palms touching and suddenly images flooded into my mind.
Oceans crashed upon a shore, trees swaying in the wind, dark violet sky stretching in every direction, not a single cloud in sight. The imagine span and I was gazing upon two moons hanging low on the horizon, bright red orbs drifting heavenward.
I broke contact with her and the images faded and the warmth that had washed over me vanished, leaving me shivering. I dropped to my knees and held my head low.
“Home,” she said. “I’m lost and that’s home, and somewhere in this forest my world will join with this one and I will have a chance to go back, I’ll have five minutes from its opening to its close and if I’m not there then I’ll be stuck her forever.”
I didn’t say anything, I couldn’t think of anything worth saying, with the images came small pockets of knowledge and there felt like there wasn’t even room to think anymore. Eventually I raised my head and looked at Lucy straight in the eye.
“You’ll get home.”
“Come with me.”
“Come, leave all this behind.”
“I can’t just…”
“You can’t just leave?”
“You’ve told me you’re not happy, that they’re not happy.”
“But they’re my family. I can’t just up and leave.”
“Won’t you miss me?”
“More than anything.”
I have posted a new short story which you can find under the writing page at the top.
It is called S. Robinson: A Story of Obsession, Love and Inevitably, Murder.
Hope you enjoy it!
The blog now has its own domain and email address! The domain you can all bookmark is http://wordsformwindows.com and the email can be found in the new contact section.
Also I’m going to move some stuff around and set up another blog to host anything game related there to keep this more focused on creative writing stories and poems etc and thoughts and opinions. The new blog will be live soon and i’ll post a link to it when its up and running, but for now just keep reading
I just posted the first few paragraphs of the new short story I am writing called Newborn (Working title).
Check it out here:
I’ve made a “Page” on Facebook, I did this for two reasons; A) Help the people who are interested in my work keep updated without needing to come here and look. B) Self promotion, in writing as in most creative jobs you need contacts and you need your name heard.
Keep an eye out on Saturday for my final Doctor Who post for the summer, although Torchwood starts soon after so there won’t be much escape.
I’m putting together an idea for a story at the moment to be released in chapters, once I have a bit of a tagline/blurb for it I’ll post it for you guys to read through.
You can find the page here: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Words-Form-Windows/214576338565461