E-writing assignment 4

Drafts from a diary. (Based on a true story)

Star date: 20070403

Sorry! I’m such a nerd! :P

Wednesday 2007-04-03

Dear Diary! ;)

Wow, what a weekend I’ve had! As U know from my previous entries, the congress for RFSL was this past weekend. It was gr8! :D

At first there was mix-up with the rooms, so I was supposed to share room with a total stranger. HE was not only a stranger but deaf as well. I suppose he was from RFSL Rainbow. 

Anyway, our chairman Leif let me share room with him instead… BIG mistake! Not only for him, but for me as well. They’re gonna tease me for this forever! But I’ll get to that later…

Congress was kinda boring, but all the flirting was gr8! ;) I actually spent the night with a girl named Sofia. It was sorta ok.. We were both drunk and Leif “slept” besides us. The fun thing is that any other dude would have loved it, but Leif is gay and he did not enjoy it at all.. But I’m sure he will enjoy telling all the others on the board next meeting. Shit! They will be teasing like hell! :S

On the party on Saturday I saw The Woman. OMG, she was so hot. And cute. And beautiful. She had a smile to die for! Me and Leif stood in the queue for food, and she turned around and smiled at me. It felt like time stopped. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t move. It felt as if we were the only ones there. When I finally spoke it sounded so lame! But she spoke to me after that anyway, later at the bar. But I had to go speak to my ex’ girlfriend, I promised.. When I returned she was gone, and I hooked up with Sofia.

I saw her again in line for coffee on Sunday.  I was done getting coffee before her, but I discretely waited around.. :P I was still drunk, so I don’t think I were that discret.. I think she noticed. We spoke a few words. I fell. Hard.

So I’ve been spending the past few days trying to find her. I finally did just now. Her name is Anna and she is the chair(wo)man for RFSL Umeå. I dropped her a line. 

Thursday 2008-05-08

My boss is a prick! Fuck her! She gave me a written warning today. I haven’t written for a while.. Maybe I should start from the top..

This weekend was my second RFSL congress, I couldn’t get off work so I loaned my car to the others that could. I had Sunday off, but that wouldn’t do, the party is on Saturday so I felt like there was no use. The hot girl with the smile from last year congress, Anna, noticed I was replaced and sent me a text:

“Why R they saying U R replaced?? I was sooo looking forward 2 C U again..L”

I just had to go! I figured I would spent many hours regretting it if I didn’t. That I'd always be wondering.

I asked my co-workers if they would manage the evening without me. They could, so I called John and asked him to drive me to Stockholm. He was the sweetest and did!

I arrived about 22 to Stockholm and she met me in the lobby. We hung out. We kissed. We made out. I felt it in my whole body! It was real and surreal at the same time. Time stopped. It was like in the movies. I never thought kisses like that happened irl.

Anyways! I wanted to spend the night with her, but I couldn’t get a hold of her. At first I thought she was ignoring me, but on Sunday we had coffee together. We spoke for hours, and before I knew it, it was time to go home. She approached me and asked me for a kiss goodbye. We made out in the lobby, for everyone to see.. :P

It was totally worth the written warning from work. Even if it's total bullshit.

Christmas Eve 2010

I know, I haven’t been writing for a while. I’ve been really low ever since my dog passed away. But now I’m writing. I really want to share this day with U.

We are at Anna’s father’s and wife’s house in Graninge Bruk. This morning we got up early to set the table for tomorrows morning mass in church. It’s freezing!! But Anna wanted to take a walk anyway. I wasn’t fond of the idea, since it’s like the fuckin’ North Pole, and I haven’t really been out for walks since Dinio passed away. But she was very persuasive so I went along.

By the frozen lake she stopped and wanted to go to the shore. I thought it was a very bad idea since we got snow up to our knees, but she insisted. Then she gave a a Christmas gift and said she wanted me to open it, so I did.
Inside was a necklace with a medallion, I opened it and it said:
‘Ann, I love you more than anything. Will you marry me?’

“Anna, are you proposing?” I asked her.
“Yes, I am.” She answered. She looked so nervously cute^^.
“Aren’t you supposed to kneel then?” (Dunno why I asked her that, but it felt right at the moment)
She went down on one knee, almost drowning in snow and asked:
“Ann, will you be my wife? Will you marry me?”

I said yes! :D 

      

E-writing assignment 3

1) Google/look up and learn more about the following poetic forms: the sonnet, the nonnet, the ode and the haiku. Select and post one of your attempts at the form of your choice.

A nonnet is a type of poem with nine lines. The first line should contain nine syllables, the second line eight, the third line seven, and so on. I do apologize for this nonnet, hopefully it won’t embarrass you too much.. :P

Here it goes:

Her fingers all over my body
Touching every inch of skin
My heart starts beating faster
She touches the button
Rubbing it faster
Babe, don’t stop now
Carry on
Make me
Come

2) Write and post a poem of your own in any shape, form or style.

To Evert!

His nose is warm and perfect as a button,
and he's well-behaved and not like a mutton.
He’s covered with silky hair,
and he always seems to care.
He has the cutest little tail,
and his ears are finally rising like a sail.
He walks pretty in a leash,
and he's always eager to please.
He has a special spot in my heart,
and hopefully we’ll never be apart.

 

3) Write and post a limerick whose first line includes one of the following names or places. (Wales)

There once was a big loser from Wales

who always told the craziest tales
about sailing the sea
in the shell of a pea
using his big hairy ears as sails.

E-writing assignment 2.3

Create a scenario of your own (involving 2-4 characters) without describing it and then convert it into a self-contained dialogue of no more than 500 words. Our job as your readers will be to work out as much as we can about the scenario and the characters involved from the dialogue alone. 

The Dragon

“A pleasure to meet you, I’m Jill.” Jill said and offered her hand as she was squinting in the bright sunlight.
“Likewise, I’m Ian, the best-man. This is my wife, Holly.”
“Hello, Holly, what a lovely dress.” Jill eyed the young woman up and down admiringly.
“Thank you. It’s not too much? Ian thought it would be. He didn’t want me to outshine the bride.”
“She’s so darn lovely, I thought we would be getting in trouble, her wearing something like that.”
“You two are the cutest couple ever, after the two getting married of course.” Jill said with a twinkle in her eye.
“We are happily married.” Holly said.
“How long have you two been married?”
“Two years on Friday.” Ian said with a big smile.
“Congratulations! Love is hard to find these days.”
“She wasn’t hard to find at all. She fell onto me like a rock.” Ian laughed.
“She fell onto you?”
“You should tell the story, honey. You give it justice.” Ian said to his wife.
“Jill doesn’t want to hear our story. It’s too sleazy.”
“No, please! I’d love to hear it!”
“Ok, then.” Holly smiled. “It was new years eve 2008. I and Ian were attending the same party. The groom’s party, actually...”
“I was on that party too!” Jill said interrupting.
“Really? I didn’t see you there?” Ian said surprised. “ I think I would have noticed you.” 
“Well, it was a masquerade-party, I didn’t see anyone.” Jill giggled.
“Anyway...” Holly continued. “I saw The Big Bad Wolf standing all alone in the corner. By the bar.”
“That would be me!” Ian said with a smile.
“He looked so lonely without his Little Red Riding Hood. And as it happened, I went as The Little Red Riding Hood.”
“That had to be a sign or something, because I’ve never seen such a beautiful creature in my whole life. A pure red-head and all!”
“There was only one thing in the way.” Holly looked serious. “Ian’s ex.”
“The Dragon, we call her.” Ian interrupted her once again.
“Yes, the dragon.” Holly continued, clearly irritated about the interruption.
“So what happened next?”
“Nothing. I went home and tried to forget about her.”
“But, how...?”
“Well, six months later I went skydiving.” Holly continued. “Lost control and had to land in the village park. Ian and his friends, including the groom, were sunbathing and I fell right into his lap.”
“No way! Were you hurt?”
“No, just lost control of the steering. Not a biggie.” Holly said with a huge smile showing all of her white straight teeth.
“It was then we realized that we were meant to be. Six months later we got married.” Ian said proudly putting his arm around his wife’s small waist.
“Wow, that’s quite a story!” Holly said. “What happened to The Dragon?”
“She’s the bride!”
  

E-writing assignment 2.2

Create and briefly describe a scenario of your own (involving 2-4 characters) and then write a matching dialogue to go with it. As with the task above, try to bring your scenario to some sort of close in the actual dialogue. Target length (including scenario description): 350-750 words.


Father and son

Martha and Joe have been married for twenty-five years. They live in an idyllic suburban area outside a major city. They have two kids, a son named Jason, and a daughter named Kate. Kate goes to college in another city, while Jason goes to college nearby and still lives at home with his parents.

“Mom, Dad, I need to speak with you.” Jason says from the top of the stairs. He is anxious to get their attention. “It’s important!” he yells to be sure they’ll listen. “And while you’re at it mum, would you make us some coffee!” He goes back to his room waiting.

As his mom yells that coffee is ready, Jason takes a deep breath and joins them at the kitchen table.
“What is it, Jase?” his mom asks. She sees his worried eyes and instinctually gets up to once again take care of her little boy.
“Just sit down, mom. I have something I must tell the two of you.”
“What is it, son? Can’t it wait until the game is over?” dad asks anxious to get back to the TV.
“No, it can’t. I can’t wait any longer.”
“Spit it out then!” Jason’s dad id getting increasingly hurried.
“Well, it’s not that easy. I’ve been meaning to tell you for ages but it just never seems to be the right time.”
“Oh my God. What is it, Jase? Is it drugs?” mom asks and starts crying.
“No, it’s not drugs, mom.”
“Did you knock up some poor girl?” dad asks with big eyes.
“No.”
“Are you ill, honey? Are you not feeling well?” his mum urges on.
“I’m not sick.”
“What is it then?!” Dad asks.
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m seeing someone?”
“Is this what it’s all about -you seeing some girl? You almost gave your mother a heart attack!” mom says, breathing heavily.
“Sort of. He’s name is Beau, and I love him... I had to tell you.” The kitchen becomes silence, and you could hear a pin drop. Martha and Joe looks confused, not really understanding what their son had just told them.

“Sorry, but did you just say Beau? Isn’t that a boy’s name?” dad finally asks.
“It is. Beau is a boy.”
“Beau is a boy? You’re in love with a boy?” mom says while she starts crying more heavily than before.
“Mom, Dad… I’m gay.” Jason says while smiling with relief, as s heavy weight has just been lifted from his shoulders. He feels alive, and free to be himself now that he being gay is all in the open.
“You are not!” dad screams spoiling Jason’s short moment of joy. “It can’t be! You love sports and you have had girlfriends?”
“I am. I’m gay. I still love sports, but I never loved a girl. I was just pretending to be something that I’m not. Now that I’m with Beau, it just feels right. I can’t pretend anymore.”
“We will get you some help. This is sick! We go to church on Sunday and Father Damon will help you, I’m sure of it. It can’t be. Not my only son?” Dad says, he starts to cry. Jason had never seen his father cry before.
“Please, Dad. Don’t be like this. I just can’t pretend anymore. Can’t you see this is me?”
“You are not gay! And if you are, you are a sinner just like all the other sissies! This is not the son I raised!”
“Joe, please!” mom interrupts. “We’ll sort it out. It will be fine.”
“It will not be fine! I don’t want a butt-fucker under my roof!” he looks at his son in anger. “You have to make a choice Jason. Go and be with your sissy boyfriend and never return here again. Or you stay with us and go talk to the priest. He can heal you.”
“Dad, are you serious? Really? You want me to choose?”
“Make your choice Jason, and make the right one!”
“Then I choose the only thing I can. I chose to be me. I chose love.” Jason says leaving the kitchen table and both of his parents, not knowing if he ever will return.
   

E-writing assignment 2.1

Select a scenario, copy it to your page and then write a matching dialogue to go with it. Whatever your choice, try to bring the scenario to some sort of close in the actual dialogue. Target length: 250-500 words.



The Elevator

Two office workers who know but dislike each other are trapped in a lift/an elevator with a sales representative who they've never met before but who they're both immediately attracted to. Help is on its way.


“Damn it! Not again!” said Elma as the elevator stopped.
"I don’t have time for this. I'm  supposed to be meeting a sales rep from FedEx in about 5 minutes.” said Karol, pushing all the buttons as if it would help.
“That would be me.” said the stranger. “I’m Allen. A pleasure to meet you.”
"Really, I wouldn't have guessed." Karol said.
"How so?"
"All the sales reps they've sent us so far have been, short, bald and ugly."
"I'm glad that you don't put me in any of those categories." he said with a big grin that Karol responded to with a flirty smile.
“Now that we all know each other, how about trying to get out of this damn elevator?” Elma said sourly to Karol while checking out Allen's muscular body with desire.
“Relax, Elma.” said Karol. “You are always so stressed out. Just relax.”
“That’s easy for you to say, being the boss' favourite pet!”
“What?” Karol looked at her as if she didn’t know what Elma was talking about.
“You know what I’m talking about! Don’t try to deny it.”
“I really don’t. Please tell me.”
“Ladies, please. Just relax. I’m sure help is on the way. Let me take care of this.” he said, interrupting just in time. He pushed the emergency button for ten seconds and the alarm went off. “See, it won’t be long.”
“Well, Allen. We have been stuck in this elevator before. It always takes some time. At least this time we have a hunk with us.” Karol smiled.
“Oh, will you just shut up?! I can’t bear being stuck here with you. Just sit down and shut up, please.”
“What is with you, Elma? What is your problem?”
“You are. You are my problem.”
“Now that we have such a great opportunity, would you like to sort it out? Get it all in the open?” Allen interrupted. Karol started crying.
“You see Allen. The women at my department all seem to hate me ever since I advanced from assistant to director.”
“Why is that?” Allen asked.
“Jealousy I guess.”
“Don’t be stupid!” Elma said. “That’s not it, you know why!”
“I really don’t. Please! Tell me Elma.” Karol said through her tears.
“It’s not a secret. We all know you screwed your way to the top.”
“Don’t be ridiculous!” Karol laughed. “Is that what everybody thinks? I thought everyone knew Mr. Smith had a boyfriend!” 
Elma looked at Karol. Feeling embarassed.
“I’m sorry.” Elma said and embraced her new found friend. “I didn’t know what to think. Seeing you hitting on Allen just now made me act real stupid. Will you forgive me?”
“Sure. Don’t think about it.” Karol wiped her tears.
"I don't know how to say this Karol, but I find you so attractive I can't even think straight."
“You two should kiss and make up.” Allen smiled. Elma and Karol looked at him smiling back. They looked at each other and started kissing. As the elevator started to move, Allen joined in.

E-writing assignment 1

She put a cigarette between her dry lips and glanced at the sky. It was in the middle of the night and for a second the shining stars wiped out all her feelings and she felt empty, alone and at the same time strong. She had been running for hours, trying to escape the urge. She had it in her. The urge to do something she would later regret.

As the moon came out of the clouds, the urge became overwhelming. She kneeled and from her throat a deep scream all the way from her stomach seemed to wipe out all life in the deep wild forest. She started crying, and began begging for God to end her life. She could not bare the thought of living like this, becoming this thing he had forced her to be.

She met him just a few weeks ago. He was handsome, smart and the man of her dreams. They met on a masquerade party. It was one of those parties where people escape to be themselves or to get high. She certainly did. She was escaping her dreadful life, and was high on acid. When they say each other the whole world stopped for a few seconds, or a lifetime. They did not speak at their first meeting. But no words were needed. When you know, you just do.

The following days, she could not stop thinking of him. At first she tried to control her feelings, blaming the acid. But the second time she saw him, she could not fool herself anymore. She fell like suicide from a bridge. There was something about him, something wild and untamable. His eyes sucked her in like they were black holes in outer space. That second time she built up her courage to go and speak to him. You could almost see the sparks flying between them, and before she knew it, she was lost.

After making love to him she changed. Everybody around her noticed. She did not talk or spent time with anyone except him. He became her world. He was beautiful, wonderful and she adored him. After just a few days he asked her to be with him forever. Little did she know that he really meant forever. If he could not have her, no one would. He started abusing her, verbally at first, then he started beating her. She did not mind. The pain, he said, was to make her feel like it was real. That being with him was not a dream. The pain made her feel alive.

She started to eat meat again, after being a vegetarian for ten years. She became an animal with him, biting him, hitting him and gave all of herself to please his needs. She started to look like an abused woman, while his wounds and bruises healed in just a few hours. She did not notice that something was wrong, until the night of the full moon.

They went to another party together. She left him just for a minute and when she came back he was in another woman’s arms. She became furious, and was about to kill him, then she saw his fangs and it all became clear to her. She could not speak, nor move. She just stood there looking silly realizing she was in deep shit. She wanted to tell someone, but it all seemed so stupid. Who would believe her?

So she ran. She ran for hours. She did not even get tired. Something had changed. She was strong. She had always been in good shape, but not like this. And now the urge was screaming for her to kill. To kill anything that was alive. Her sense of smell had increased, and she could smell fear not far away. She started sneaking, just like a cat to kill her pray. Within seconds it was over, and the bitter, yet sweet taste of blood going down her throat stilled the urge and hunger for now.

Now she was sure of what she had become. She was scared. She needed to do something about this. Who could she speak to? Who would believe her? She decided that she needed to kill him, before he did this to anyone else.

She never did.