This was a story I created last year. I've tried to improve it and would like to see if it has worked. It's from the point of view of a 14 year old girl but that will hopefully all become clear.
Also, any suggestions to help me with my punctuation will be very helpful, I know it's definetly not my strongest area.
My eyelids fluttered. I couldn't open them, each time I tried I was blinded by golden rays, catching my breath and forcing me back into darkness.
I focused my fading energy to the rest of my fragile body. The air tasted salty against my dry mouth, the stench of seaweed filled inside me until I wanted to gag. I listened to the crashing of the lonely waves, sinking into the warm ground as a gentle wind cooled my burning face.
I eventually sat up and opened my sore eyes. Just as I had suspected I was on a beach, well, to be more accurate I was sitting on a golden, sandy beach with a large brick wall around me in a loop about half a mile away as I sat in the centre. I couldn't see the sea but I could sense it. The sky above was pale blue, creating a dome above my aching head.
Why am I here? I tried to figure out what had happened. The only thing I could remember was my 14th birthday. The memory of that glorious day was glued in my mind like smoke hanging against a cloudless sky.
My birthday was great, I woke up early as rays of sunshine danced across my bedroom floor. I leapt down the stairs and was greeted by a sight that made me scream and jump up and down.
Bounding towards me was a small puppy; as golden as a trophy but with a dark tail. His eyes smiled up at me as I ruffled his silk coat. All day long the dog followed me, he came to my bowling party where i bowled a great game, he came to the pizza café where I fed him under the table, he even followed me when I went to pick my little brother up from school. It was the best day ever.
Just before tea my parents took me go-karting. It was a suprise present, I loved go-karting!
I sat in a yellow go-kart, eyeing the track with excited eyes as the heat waved from the dust filled road, jumping off the solid tyres and glaring back towards the sun.
My puppy came over, started whining, having broken off his lead, and looked up at me with sorrow filled eyes. As I started the engine, he barked and stepped in front of the kart. He went frantic, I could see his eyes in a wild panic yet I didn't know what it meant. My mum grabbed him by the fur and dragged him to the side so I could start my lap.
I had a quick glance at my family and stared forward. I pushed my foot straight down onto the large pedal until it touched the floor.
I lurched forward at high speed, the wind bringing tears to my eyes and causing my golden curls to unfold behind me as I rushed towards the first bend. My body filled with adrenaline as I prepared to turn the rubbery steering wheel. My face briefly shone in a golden mirror which lay broken by the side of the track. The corner got closer until...
My mind went blank. I stared up at the domed sky, the image of the sparkling corner floated across my clouded vision. I raised my trembling hand to my head and felt blood, when I looked back at my hand it was clean.
Suddenly the ground shook, I felt myself being swallowed by the golden grains as they created a whirlpool, I felt like I was falling through an hour glass. I gasped for breath as my face went under, leaving one of my hands to plee for help until it too, was drawn into the darkness.
I opened my eyes and gasped for breath. I couldn't move but as my clouded vision cleared, I found myself looking at a small hospital room filled with golden sunlight which streemed through the window.
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Written by Fledermaus (3281 comments posted) 25th January 2008 | Well, she didn't die. That was what i expected at first. Never went karting. Is it really that dangerous? Glad she wasn't 18 and getting driving lessons.... Another good piece. | Written by Asferthecat (834 comments posted) 27th January 2008 | Lovely story. I read your dinosaur one as well and you have a great imagination. I saw nothing wrong with the punctuation. Have you read Eats Shoot and Leaves? It is an amusingly written book about how to punctuate. All you really have to do is put commas into the sentence where there is a natural pause. What I liked about this, is that you use all your senses when you describe something - not just your eyes. Very good. | WOW :) Written by born2bunique (4 comments posted) 27th January 2008 | I love the whole story. I was filled with desription and i could actually picture what was happening in my head. You didnt overload the story with description which is really good. I also like the pace of the story although it had description it did slow down the movement of the story. This pierce is outstanding!!! | OW! Written by Bagheera (683 comments posted) 27th January 2008 | Lady M. Yes, there are a few places where I'd have used a Full Stop where you have opted for a comma, but the punctuation isn't that far off the mark. Asferthecat recommends "Eats Shoots and Leaves" (by Lyn Truss) which is a HOOT of a book [and does a good job of teaching a little about the finer points of punctuation at the same time!] Thoroughly enjoyable!! The odd spelling typo (eg. "streemed" instead of "streamed" in the final sentence) are easy to spot and correct ..... the "OW!" is aimed at born2bunique, for the "stabbing" remark that this "pieRce" [sic] is outstanding!" .... Sorry, can't resist a bad pun - I'll get me coat an' leave ..... | Written by stevetroster (1549 comments posted) 27th January 2008 | Naughty puss! “I saw nothing wrong with the punctuation. Have you read Eats Shoot and Leaves? It is an amusingly written book about how to punctuate.” If you found nothing wrong with the punctuation, why are you recommending a book about punctuation? Honesty is the best policy. I will post a review later; when I've had time to digest. All the best, Steve.
| Written by Phil (6719 comments posted) 27th January 2008 | Interesting piece, LadyM. Perhaps a little over full of ideas - but it seems to have gone down well. As far as punctuation goes - your main problem in this piece is using commas instead of full stops. The recommended book is good - an easy read and very easy to learn from. All grammar can be learned - corrections such as Steve did in you last piece are useful - but in the end, you need to do for yourself and know why you're doing it. You could try: BBC Learning English - Grammar and Vocabulary No idea if it's any good - but it was the first site Google suggested. Phil | Written by stevetroster (1549 comments posted) 27th January 2008 | Hello Lady M, I do so hope that you don’t mind me calling ’round again. Now, here’s an interesting fact about your story, it is 658 words and you used the word GOLDEN on seven occasions. Putting it into context, had this been a novel of say 65,800 words, you would have used the word GOLDEN on 700 occasions. Golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden golden. That’s only 200, but you get the picture. Why do I mention this? Because sometimes you need to look at your words and ask yourself why you used them and whether there were any better ones that you could have used instead. “My eyelids fluttered. I couldn't open them.” Yes you could, we know that because: “each time I tried I was blinded by golden rays.” You feared opening them, for each time that you did you were blinded, but you COULD open them. Ask yourself how golden rays could catch your breath and then think about losing the first GOLDEN (only six more to go! - okay, maybe four, you might want to keep a couple?). “The air tasted salty against my dry mouth, the stench of seaweed filled inside me until I wanted to gag.” Some alternative words: "My lips were parched and an unwelcome taste clawed at the back of my throat. The air, heavy with the scent of brine, was making me nauseas." All the best, keep at it, Steve.
| Reply to Steve Written by LadyMoldwarp (6 comments posted) 28th January 2008 | I'm actually glad you noticed I overused the word golden, while I was writing this story I decided to use a colour theme, I chose gold, for example I had a yellow go kart, I also used the sun alot hoping to get images of a golden day across to people (I'm using that word again!) Perhaps it would have been better if I'd used a larger variety of words but still got the same images across. Maybe I need to expand my use of vocabulary... To everyone else, thankyou for the reviews! I'll take youre advice about punctuation and keep practising writing stories! Thanks! LadyM |
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