Original Word

once i was

 writing

on a laptop

typing

typing

on and on

suddenly

i found a word

the perfect word

something that would

fit right in

into my story

sure, its not in the dictionary

but its an original word!

look at 

the cat in the hat books 

there you can find 

lots of words!

they don't exist

but they're just there

sitting there

in black and white

okay

not really in black and white

but that's beside the point!

because they're there!

they're words!

words!

original words!

they come out of nowhere but they still sound good!

they're words!

words!

squiggly words!

squishy, wiggly, giggly words!

here is your chance, you flex you fingers

ready to type that original word

take a deep breath

how much money do you get

if you invent an original word?

maybe a million dollars

hey

you could be a word creator!

wait

is there such a job

as a word creator?

snap out of it, 

just type your word!

here goes something

here goes fame

better think of the way I should sign my name

ready,

steady,

geady,

wait, what?

geady isn't a word

I could invent it though!

and get 2 million dollars!

okay okay

get the 1st one typed

and-

you type it

yes!

i typed it

my original word!

wait what?

horror of horrors

what

is 

that!?

that ugly thing

sitting under my word?

no!

no!

it can't be!

ITS THE RED SQUIGGLY LINE!

no!

no, it's not a misspelling!

it's my new word

and its been rejected

nooo

there goes my original word

the laptop

won't even let me explain!

well

there goes my original word

i won't be famous

i won't be rich

i won't be signing autographs 

any time near

no 2 million dollars

not even 1 million

i don't get anything

for my original word

my wiggly

squiggly

original word

Storybird

Storybird is this AWESOME website where you can post stories, read stories, heart stories, and more!
This is a great place to exercise you  imagination! It's what I like to call 'A Facebook for Stories'
Be sure to check me out in Storybird! My username is TriciaGirl!

The Footprint

Hi guys! Lately I've been experimenting with first person viewpoint, this is the viewpoint I use most in my stories, you can 'see' what the person is thinking.

I came up with this true life story that took place last year, 1st person viewpoint provides a special, humorous edge to it. Enjoy!

I sat on the round swing that hung from a huge thick tree, Narnia in hand, reading silently as branches covered in greens swayed above me.

My cousin Zif was in front of me, stick in hand as he scavenged the garden, looking for anything alive. Typical boy behavior.

“Hey, what’s that?” He pointed at an imprint of a medium sized flip-flop.

I muttered something about my slipper as I turned the page, not wanting to destroy the peace.

Zif grabbed my shoe from my foot, pulling me off balance as he did so, making me fall.

“What did you do that for?” I yelled from my new location, which was under a menacing looking cactus.

He held up my slipper, “See, the prints don’t match! Someone trespassed here!”

I got up, interested, “Let’s check the other slippers.”

Zif ran off while I grabbed my notepad and pen and drew an intricate copy of the print, now this vacation is getting interesting. I thought.

He came back with a various collection of flip flops, and one by one we tried to make a match, but nothing worked.

We moved on to sandals, work shoes, tennis shoes, every single piece of footwear in the house.

Nothing.

Soon, Zif and I were so engrossed with this mystery that he forgot his stick, and I forgot my Narnia.

“What about that woman that visited for tea?” I asked, jotting down notes.

“No, she wore high heels, and tea was INSIDE the house, not in the garden.”

I realized he was right, and wrote down the new info.

Zif found a number of the same footprints around the garden, and we picked the clearest one to investigate.

By now my notepad was getting full.

We worked on this for the next 3 hours, then the day after we resumed after breakfast.

There were more. 

Yes, the intruder had gone pitter-patter all around the garden, and a little scrutinizing revealed that they were a few hours old.

“We’ll catch this guy in the act tomorrow, early in the morning.” I told Zif.

The next day, we went out, tailed by the family’s dog, BB, the small black shadow rummaged around as we talked by the cactus.

“Okay, we have one footprint left clear, I’m planning to put a cover over it, to keep it safe.” I told him.

Turning around, we realized that the footprint was gone, and that BB had sand on his paws.

We stood frozen, dumbfounded.

Then we shrugged and I got my Narnia, he got his stick.

Readers Become....... What?

This is a pretty easy question, fill in the blank:

Listeners become talkers, Readers become _________.

You probably thought 'Writers!', in that case, you are...... both right and wrong.

????

What I mean is, in my case, that's true, I read a lot, then I became a writer, but not for everyone.

Most people in the world can read, but if that statement above was always true, everyone would be writers! 

But as you can see, people are firefighters, police, etc, etc, etc.

Reading doesn't make you a writer, just like going to a barn doesn't make you a cow.

It's a person's choice to be a writer, it's also a very difficult choice.

For example, writers are the only people prone to these minor (but dangerous) diseases:

Writers Block

My-hand-hurts-itism

Why-won't-my-brain-work-syndrome

And much much MUCH more.

But still, none of those things can stop writers, writing is like a wave in a football match, or like dominoes, once you start it, you can't stop.

Inspiration

This is true for pretty much every writer, writers grab inspiration from ALL around them, from what they see, hear, think, or feel (Still thinking about taste, lol) 

Take Jaqueline Wilson, a great writer, she found inspiration for her story 'The Illustrated Mum' while driking coffee with her daughter! She was sitting in a coffee shop, when she saw outside the glass front, people that would look great in print! A tattooed mum and two young girls prancing around her. Her daughter looked at her, "Hey," she said, "Why not write about them?" Then the story was born.

Writers, we can look around and grab a story from just about ANYWHERE! Look around right where you are, and whatever you see, think hard about it.

You might just get a story.