Hello, I am Buttercup, or moocha. I just wanted to say, like chop-chop, welcome to our blog! We love to write! all of us! Please comment and tell us your honest opinoin on our blog.
Thank you!
BuTtEr CuP
A Writing Club
We, three, aspiring authors all have dreams of becoming published authors. On this blog we share our magical worlds of stories and ideas to see what honest opinions people (and us) think about them...
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Well, howdy there!
Ok, well Katkin here and I thought I might as well get this whole writers thing a going! This is the first little bit from my brand new story! (Yeah, there will be loads of them!)
‘Why even bother looking up at me if he never smiles or waves?’ I thought grumpily, my slight smile slipping straight off my mouth. I sighed and sneaked one last glance at him- savouring his tousled black hair and kind eyes as he gazed out of his window. I nodded approvingly as I saw this; he was the only human I knew that actually appreciated the beauty of my home. He was always there, every single human night, staring up at the moon, his eyes always seeking out mine. My heart twisted as I focused on his dreamy smile, gently beaming up at the sky.
I leaned back from my brand new, top of the range space-a-scope and frowned, his face disappearing. He always sought me out and locked his eyes to mine, but why didn’t he ever return my waves? Didn’t he like me? I liked him; a lot. ‘Probably a little too much,’ I thought ruthlessly.
Okay; thats all!
~Katkin
‘Why even bother looking up at me if he never smiles or waves?’ I thought grumpily, my slight smile slipping straight off my mouth. I sighed and sneaked one last glance at him- savouring his tousled black hair and kind eyes as he gazed out of his window. I nodded approvingly as I saw this; he was the only human I knew that actually appreciated the beauty of my home. He was always there, every single human night, staring up at the moon, his eyes always seeking out mine. My heart twisted as I focused on his dreamy smile, gently beaming up at the sky.
I leaned back from my brand new, top of the range space-a-scope and frowned, his face disappearing. He always sought me out and locked his eyes to mine, but why didn’t he ever return my waves? Didn’t he like me? I liked him; a lot. ‘Probably a little too much,’ I thought ruthlessly.
Okay; thats all!
~Katkin
About Us
Hey! This is 'A Writing Club.' We consist of three writers-to-be: Katkin, Moocha, and Chop-Chop. This is all three of our blogs, and we will all post. Mainly, we'll post our writing pieces so we can help each other become better and more experienced! We'll always be honest to each other, and say what we have to say. (There is even an oath on it!) One more thing: welcome, everyone!
~ Chop-Chop
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