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NOw, If I was to do the book I plan on writing would you read it?

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Author Topic: Random's Typings and Writings thread V1 [ Updated OP with new typing! ]  (Read 1293 times)

Yeah, Who hates school writings? I do these in my spare time but I've mostly stuck to Historical fiction, I don't have anything worth turning into a book just some paragraphs /sentences. Lets take a look at some shall we? My handwriting isn't the best so I won't be posting my DIRECT papers, I'll be taking some calligraphy soon so hope that'll help. These few things I've done were done when I had just got back into school after winter break.

I plan on writing a Novel about a young Russian Recruit in the siege of Stalingrad, I won't reveal the plot much until I start writing ;)

Typed from actual papers:

" Wake up you lazy pig!" your commanding officer yells at you as you jolt awake you notice something different, the building is in shambles and a pile of your comrades in the corner dead. "The building was bombed last night but you were so drunk you slept through it!" The night prior is a blur for you as all you remember is falling down but the unit was celebrating the fact that the German army had laid off the siege but it obviously didn't end. He tosses your rifle at you and tells you to go outside and regroup with the survivors of the bombing, lots of friendly faces greet you once you walk outside but you immediately see your best friend...

OK lad, see that Kraut with the large hat? Yeah, that one. That is our target from HQ, General Hans Richthofen. When you're ready to load up go ahead! You load a round into your Lee Enfield and aim at the generals head, you gently pull the trigger and the crack of your rifle echoes through the canyon as it lands into the Krauts cranium. " We have to get out of here! No doubt the jerries would've seen the flash!

Actual writings, Mind the hand writing:




Typed online in Text or Office




 
« Last Edit: February 06, 2015, 09:25:30 PM by ThatRandomGuy »


I'm confused..
  TL:DR I right Historical fiction segments and plan on righting a book set in WWII, once I get my hand writing a bit "Cleaner" I'll post my actual writings but for now I'm posting the text from the writings



That WWII one sounds like fun.

That's second person.
stuff stuff stuff i forgeted up my eng teacher is rolling in their grave right now

stuff stuff stuff i forgeted up my eng teacher is rolling in their grave right now
Better run, Them English teachers be grueling

I started writing some spooky story based off of slenderman when I was 13 I believe. The latest it was written would be near March 2014, so I could've been 14.

You don't know fear. You don't know what fear is until you're standing there, helpless. On the edge of life and death. You wouldn't know fear more than I do if fear slapped you in the face. Nobody believed in this person. A disfigured human, if you can call it that. It was all believed to be a hoax started in middle school by a kid who tried too hard to fit in. Who knew that the geeky Thomas Hanlin actually spoke the truth?
   Living in the forests of Southern New Jersey, we weren't afraid of the animals that roamed around passively. Everyone knew of the Jersey Devil, and the same people knew that it wasn't real. But when the little 7th grader Thomas told us about this stalker in the woods, it freaked some of us out. That guy gave me nightmares for a week. He always spoke of it, until one day... He went missing. No sign or trace of him, until a year later, when his mutilated body was found under a tree. Not one person could figure out why he went missing and how his body was preserved for a whole year. As the school found out about it, rumors circulated that the Man in White took him. And, to this day, it seemed like the only reasonable explanation.
   Now fast forward to 3 years later. Me, Sarah and Jimmy are soon to be in our Junior year in high school. It was a burning August afternoon. Signs were already showing that summer was ending, and we decided to jump in the pool one last time. We expected to have a great time. Time flew by, and soon enough, the sky was pitch-black. An eerie fog emitted, which added to the creepy feeling that we had. The fun had ended for us, and it was time to leave. We all heard what would be our demise

It wasn't too good. Last edited it in November, when I added a sentence or something. I'm currently planning on writing a short story, but don't know exactly what to base it on. I was thinking more of a World War II story

OP's writing is actually p good

OP's writing is actually p good
Thanks, My handwriting isn't very good but I will post and actual writing in a few secs.

Thanks, My handwriting isn't very good but I will post and actual writing in a few secs.

I think it's good. It's at least better than my handwriting.