I don't know what's wrong with me but I've been going through a phase all week. I keep reading scary stories. I felt like I need a good scare but now I can't sleep at night. XP
It's actually great inspiration! I think it makes my story much more realistic when you have a few creepy things in there. Great now I feel like writing scary
This is a true story by the way, it happened when I was around five.
Ready? Here it goes!
My cousin Joanna had barely moved into a new home and it was her birthday so there was a birthday party. Everyone was outside except all the younger kids. After we ate cake and had bags full of candy after perishing the piñata, we decided to play a game of hide-and-go-seek. There was at least ten of us, Joanna was the seeker. Luckily it was a two story house with a lot of fun places two hide behind. Our rules were simple of coarse, who doesn't know the game Hide-and-go-seek?
1. You count to 30 2. No cheating 3. You must NEVER hide in the closet of the back room. We were forbidden.
I remember hiding under the bed when my cousin found me. All of us were found except Geo, the youngest. Then we all started looking for him. We stopped until we heard loud shrieking coming from the back room. The noise led us to the closet. my cousin Geo was locked inside, sobbing and begging to be let out, but no matter what we did the door wouldn't budge.
"LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!!!" he started sounding more frantic now, practically screaming. One of my cousin ran to get an adult. By now we were all getting scared. We couldn't calm him down.
Suddenly the screaming stopped. We heard angry footsteps descending down the stairs. It was Geo. He stood there with an annoyed expression on his face. He looked completely fine.
"What's taking you all so long?! I've been waiting for two hours!" Actually it was only 20 minutes but to a child 20 minutes felt like 2 hours. We were all to confused and shocked to say anything. My cousin went to open the closet door one last time. It opened with ease.
Lately whenever I feel lost or when I don't know what to write anymore. I find myself watching the people around me. I found that it helps inspire me, seeing how my family interact with each other, each having their very own personality.
I guess the people I care about most play a big role in the way in view things and the way I view things always determines the course your story will take. That's why I find it important to surround yourself in a healthy environment. It helps you think better.
P.S. That's my baby sister she was born just last week.
I decided to follow the idea of writing a few candy-bar scenes. I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it. I actually look forward to it, which is always a good sign. It must mean I'm doing something right.
When I'd done my research I found some online websites that allows you to post your story for free. Actually I found two, I think they're called Quotev and Wattpad. Maybe one day, when I'm brave enough and if my novel's all finished, I might decide to post it.
Being insecure about my work is going to stop me from time to time. But I guess that's just something I'm going to have to get used to.
I started carrying a journal around with me and I'm pretty proud that I've completed chapter one.
What I find weird-when I did some research-is that most writers start at the end not the beginning. They first have to know the ending so they never get stuck in the beginning or middle.
I also found that sometimes they write "candy-bar" scenes which are parts of your book that you've been itching to write, impatient to write that particular part.
But now I don't know whether to start from beginning to end or end to beginning. If I go with the first choice I risk the chance of getting stuck and quitting, but if I chose the second I'd probably vet scrambled anyway.