Username:Sonic Screwdriver
What will we call you:Sonic
What are your goals as an author?write out a plotline for book
get more than three chapters written out
Get a book published
have a short story on CS
have a long story on CS
get more than three books published
to stand in a circle with my favorite authors, and get my books signed
Can you give us a sample of your writing?This is just a fragment, but I hope you guys enjoy it ^-^
...it is also a partial fail XD
I wrote: Falling down on the ground, Rayvien looked up at the bleak sky, tears falling from her face in cascades. Her beautiful black ball gown was torn, and blood seeped from gashes in her skin, like sap from a wounded tree.
And her wings…
She didn’t dare turn her head, look at her beautiful white wings, torn and bloodied. She cringed inwardly at the thundering pain, the feeling still slightly foreign to her.
I am going to die.
the thought was almost comforting, If it wasn’t for the fact that death held no place for an angel.
Suddenly, a slice of lightning flew up her right side, causing rayvien to cry out.
Will it never end? She thought desperately, red dotting her vision.
I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. The words echoed in her head, over and over again, like a broken recorder. Please…
She was hoisted to her feet with much swearing from her tormentors. Bracing herself, blood streaming, rayvien prepared herself for the worst.
But nothing happened.
Looking up, rayvien found herself staring into the face of Zane. His stormy grey eyes were filled with sorrow and compassion, and pain. So much pain. Rayvien wanted to reach out and touch his face, hold him close to her, to whisper her apologies in his ear. He was so close…
Yet so far away.
“Leave her.”
His voice startled rayvien. It was so filled with emotion. Hatred, pity, sorrow, pain… and something else she couldn’t quite identify.
The largest tormenter smiled a yellow, evil smile at Zane.
“On whose orders?” he said, his lisp prominent through his broken teeth.
Zane looked down at the ground, his eyes refusing to meet rayvien’s.
“By order of the dark high lord Domaien, leader of the fallen.” He said, then added, in an almost whisper, “I am… taking her place.”
Rayvien let out a cry of desperation.
No. no, no, no. her heart began to race at a hundred miles an hour, and tears reappeared in her eyes. “They’ll kill you!”
No. that little voice in her head nagged at her. If this is what they do to full-blooded angels, they will utterly destroy a fallen. Rayvien shut that thought out of her mind, dwelling on the misery on zane’s face.
He knows. She thought. He knows, and yet he would still take my place.
“Right.” The large man released rayvien, allowing her to drop to the ground. “the exit is that way, sweetie.” He said, jamming his thumb towards a tunnel that had a bright light coming from it. Turning to Zane, he produced a pair of manacles from the thin air and shackled Zane’s wrists together.
“If you don’t get soon, you’ll be staying here for quite a while, sweetie.” The man said, glaring at rayvien. Standing up, rayvien turned towards the exit, her heart breaking in half.
Suddenly, ignoring the pain racing through her, she ran back to Zane, threw her arms around him, and kissed him. The kiss was brief, as she was torn away from him, but it was a reminder for both of them.
To her, it meant that she would come back.
To him, it meant the world.
Are you currently working on any books?Yes.
Why do you want to join?to meet other authors who are like me, who want to get their books published. also, to talk to other people about writing. excuse my terrible reasoning, my head won't co-operate with my words today. it sounded much better in my head.
Do you have published books yet?nope DX
Do you wish to find a "writing partner"? no, I don't think so. although it might be interesting...
What Role(s):Author, I believe.
What's your favorite Genre?Fantasy. mostly. with a bit of sci-fi and a dash of romance.
What kind of books do you write?Mostly fantasy, but I have started a few Sci-fi. and the occasional Romance.