Writer’s Brick Wall of Shame
(similar to writers block)
So as most of the people reading this know already, we’re supposed to be writing a short story for class.
As you may have noticed, I love writing, and computers, which makes it easy for me to blog. But no matter where or how you make me do it, I fail at short stories. Even back in grade 2 when we had to write 3 paragraphs, with about 3 sentences each, I hated it.
My main story I used to re-write every year for a different teacher was about a girl, who had some lame dream about being attacked in some way or another, woke up and “Phew, it was just a dream”, (come to think of it, it kind of sounds like The Wizard of Oz). And that was the title too, Just a Dream. I can even remember the pictures they made us draw with them; in one scene the girl (Crystal was usually her name) was backing up from something in the middle of no where, when suddenly the corner of a brick wall appeared out of no where behind her, and she was trapped. This was my grade 2 or 3 version.
My point being, I stink at writing short stories.
Ps. Cvetich, if your reading this, I appologize if my story this year sounds similar to what I meantioned above – just carrying on the tradition. Though I don’t actually have any idea as to what I’m going to be writing about at the moment.