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I was just playing around and it kind of came to me. It's not the beginning nor is it the end. I haven't really planned their names yet either. It's the very first draft, so it hasn't been edited yet. hope you enjoy. Leave a comment and let me know what you think.
In alphabetical order, here is my list of favourite films this year, so far (Among the ones I was able to see):
The fury of a storm
This is the beginning of my first-ever story. I write in my native language (German), then translate to English, so I'm especially grateful for critique concerning phrasing and grammar. The general story idea is about a girl with a certain past learning about human interactions.
Use caution when reading between the lines
Old school thinking that women should be seen and not heard
Don’t put people in whatever box to make yourself more comfortable
A poem about Karma and irony
What if the moon list some of it beauty
A short story based on a recent dream.
Being the Reaper is a difficult, and emotionally taxing job. Most who bare it’s mantle quickly find that it’s easier to dissociate oneself from those that you reap, lest you be driven insane by despair. The current Reaper has learned from the past not to get attached, but when Yuno Sasaki, a young man Slated to die soon, is found to have an absolutely pure soul, She finds herself inexplicably drawn to him.
The hardest part of adopting a new profession is getting started
A brief poem inspired by my time in Afghanistan
This chapter reveals a series of letters between Nate and Mickey's mother in Amsterdam and their uncle in London where they spend their summer holidays just before Britain declares war on Germany.
"One day I'm gonna make it out of here, just you wait," She took another sip of her soda, "I'll find a place in the village just out of town and settle, be a writer or some shit. Find a cottage and live in peace, away from the bastards that make mine and yours and Otis's and Hayley's lives all hell,"
My initial dabbling with poetry composition (very brief)
The teacher, on his way to a meeting with the school principal and student, reads an old war journal of his during the final days of the war.
Madeline Weller was the girl everyone in Thorndon Town wanted to be, but her secrets might have been what led to her sudden disappearance. Her mysterious disappearce pulls Lily into a whirlwind of lies, secrets and dangerous tales in hopes of finding her best friend whilst keeping herself alive in the process.
After the "incident"with his student Jakob, Ian McCloud finds himself with the added troubles of domestic life.
chapter 3 in my attempt at a cultivation novel
In the opening chapter of the novel we meet Jakob Okker, named after his grandfather, who along with his grandmother and aunts, had perished at Sobibor, the Nazi death camp. He is the son of Nathan, who with his uncle Mickey, are the two main protagonists in the novel. We find a troubled Jakob in a Toronto high school classroom 17 years after the brothers emigrated to Canada following the war. Many people view Canada as a very welcoming country, known for its liberal immigration policies and ethnic diversity, especially Toronto which today is arguably the most ethnic diverse city in the world with visible minorities now greater than half of the population. But as the chapter reveals, it wasn't alway so, particularly during the two or three decades following the end of WW2. It is particularly relevant in today's increasing climate of racism and xenophobia--a sober reminder that hate can still rear its ugly head even after the lessons supposedly learned from the last war. The fact I am submitting it now, as the midterm elections results are just a few hours away, is no coincidence!
the second chapter of my attempt at a cultivation novel