June 2011
1 post
Blog has moved.
Hi guys, my blog has moved over to Wordpress now, if anyone uses it feel free to subscribe to my blog (:
http://danposwriting.wordpress.com/
April 2011
5 posts
First proper post
Aww bless you Martyn, has your following grown yet? Follow as many people as you can.
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rhodzy11:
So i’m new to tumblr, well not so much but i’m breaking my duck on posting today. I created a account a while back after seeing my friends, dan pos who is my only follower bless him. I’ll use this mostly for fun, posting amusing pictures for the benefit of my 1 follower....
I want to see birds fly with bubbles in the night... →
I found this post whilst looking for the “Do want more like” post, I think this is a really good writing exercise and I think I’ll try and keep up with doing it.
Serpent Sand - Final Draft
900 words over the assignment brief >_<
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Ella looked up towards the sky, a dark cloud hung on the horizon, promising more rain than this part of the world had seen for decades. But as she and Brandon drew closer it soon became clear that the cloud was in fact smoke, the smell of burning filling their...
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March 2011
5 posts
Retold Story - Hugo Mann's Perfect Soul by R A...
This is based on a small part of the story Hugo Mann’s Perfect Soul by R A Salvatore. This is my story for my Creative Writing class. Enjoy!
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Arne sat alone in his room at his writing desk. The walls of his room were covered in posters that his father brought home for him. “Hitlerjugend” they read....
Serpent Sand
One
Ella was sat in the inn, she had come straight here after she had arrived. The tow, if you could call it that, was comprised of huts and sheets hung on poles, weathered hide and old blankets. There were no walls or a roof of the inn, no cover what so ever, just rope sectioning an area off. A rough painted sign told the patrons, “None of the good stuff beyond the line.” The red...
So full of beauty
So full of beauty,
You own this world.
Ruler of hearts,
Catcher of eyes.
So full of beauty,
You pass through this world.
So full of beauty everyone can see,
Except you, maybe.
Emperor of souls,
Turner of heads.
Realise your beauty,
Or sooner than later,
You’ll end up dead.
Tobacco and Booze.
You taste like cigarettes and alcohol,
Smell like the fumes of tobacco and booze.
4am you stumble in.
Not the slighest hint you know what you’re saying.
4am you stumble in,
Not a hint of regret.
You forget about your love,
Borderline regret.
You don’t know where you’ve been.
I don’t know who you’ve been,
Little darling actress.
Smile so sweet,
Seductive,...
February 2011
16 posts
Lies.
When I’m with you I love you
And when I’m not I don’t.
I try to say this but,
The words catch in my throat.
I fill the inevitable silence,
With more declarations of love.
“You’re an Angel,
Fallen from above.”
Lies.
Not in any sense true,
But for some reason,
I can no longer imagine life without you.
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Bulletstorm Review
So last night I went down to Gamestation to pick up Bulletstorm: Epic Edition for my Xbox 360. I was quite tired when I got back because it was a midnight release and I thought, “I’ll just play it for a few minutes,” three hours later I finally turned it off.
The start to the game was the best I’ve played as far as I can remember. In most first-person-shooters you have to...
Skin of the desert.
Latest piece of work from Creative Writing, we had to write a descriptive piece, and I think I didn’t put enough in but it’ll do, I’ll see what my feedback says.
——————————- Ella was sat in the inn, she had immediately come here after she had arrived. The town she arrived in, if you could call it that, was...
Tumblr theme
I have finally settled on a theme I liked, and I made a few changes to it making the Twitter feed also a link to my Twitter page, and added a Facebook logo for quick adding.
Enjoy the update.
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Hello, it's me again.
Time after time Circles running Around my mind Thoughts abound “Hello, it’s me again.” I know We’re there same you and I We both know why.
Dark words Awkward nights Angry are we? Yes, I can see “Oh, it’s you again.” Storm clouds Of course that’s pathetic Fallacy
Something done wrong I forgot to mention Calm down Another apology? “Goodbye,...
Selling my laptop on Ebay.
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Anyone interested?
Blackberry's
Are so bloody rubbidh, constant application update failure, flimsy (my screen damaged after all I did was put it in my pocket, and now has a little bubble under it), won’t be getting another one that’s for sure aha.
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Bitter Brew
I missed my Creative Writing seminar the other week but the tutor was kind enough to email me the hand out with the exercise that we did in class. This time we had to write a really descriptive piece focusing on a character without saying anything on-the-nose. Ie, telling the reader a piece of information, or listing the character thoughts.
No speech was allowed either, but as it was based on one...
Drinking Problems
Steven woke with a start. Alcohol fuelled tremors racked his body. He felt so cold. The faint odour of vomit reached his nose, with a sigh he looked around searching for the source of the sickening fumes.
Steven noticed a bowl on the bedside cabinet but realised it was clean. It was at this moment he remembered his girlfriend had stayed the night and she was missing. His heart went...
“This is the one problem with being in love, is that i can’t function...”
January 2011
7 posts
Project in a box - Picture frame.
So today I had my first Creative Writing lesson of 2011, and have finally started the lesson I’ve been waiting for…Fiction Workshop.
Today’s exercise we had to reach blindly into a bag and pull out the first item we came across and I pulled out a picture from, we were then asked to jot down our initial description of it and I wrote;
“I have a picture frame, it...
“The key to your happiness is to own your slippers, own who you are, own how you...”
– Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese
Creative Roadblock
“No, no, no.” He mutters, “What’s wrong with me, why can’t I paint anymore.” The man puts this canvas to one side, once it dries he’s paint over it and start again but for now he needs a clean canvas, he has an idea in his head. He always has ideas in his head, and normally they come out okay, but recently he has been so self-critical he can’t find anything good about his paintings. He has become...
I’ve managed to creep myself out writing my story idea down, and developing it. I have too vivid an imagination at times.
Explosion
I was going through all the documents I have started writing stories in that I never get round to finishing because I don’t think them through properly before I start them and found this, and this it is actually not that bad, I have been reading a lot of Dean Koontz recently, and it seems to be to be in that kind of style and if I can adapt it and think of a story to fit, I feel it...
The Broken Mirror
This is a poem we did in Creative Writing which is a rewrite of a poem, that unfortunately I don’t remember the name of. But basically we had to incorporate the names of the Bee Gee’s and the names of Bee Gee’s songs, as a funny exercise and to just get us to have a laugh. Unfortunately everyone’s turned out pretty much the same so I adapted mine even further and bent the...
Slush Rivers Run By...
The slush rivers run by, going through the gutter,
Carrying with them leaves of a golden hue.
Winter’s early this year.
The slush rivers run by a little mouse den.
Mice equipped, armed to the teeth, riot shields adorn their arms.
Rebelling against humanities destruction and kicking up a fuss.
The slush rivers run by protesting mice? Who’d have thought it.
Tough policing rats, oh how they...
November 2010
19 posts
“After a while the current is calling me, lulling me, waving goodbye. I’m...”
– Lead Sails (And Paper Anchors) - Atreyu
Raging, Ruthless, Rewarding Sin.
Worming your way in, Look at what you’ve achieved. The distance between us, grows further. But I can see you’re relieved.
Raging, ruthless, rewarding sin. Reap the harvest, replant your seeds. You’ve gained control now, Deep wounds, bleed. And I’m on the outside look, Screaming let me in.
Can I...
take this radio silence,
to mean that the show is over?
Nine things about yourself.
jacquelynnmarcella:
I love photography, proud owner of the Canon Rebel XSi.
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I got to use the Canon Rebel XSi when I was in America as a Summer Camp’s photographer. Very nice camera :D
The Leaves Have Turned
The Leaves Have Turned.
The leaves have turned,
Green, golden, ground.
Trampled underfoot,
Not a single bit of attention paid.
...
The Death of Hamlet
This is a five minute radio play based on Hamlet's last scene in William Shakespeare's: Hamlet. This is an assignment for my Radio Writing module at University. This is copied and pasted from the first draft and there is probably a lot of mistakes. When I go through and correct them I'll update this post or just post the new draft.
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Ellie Goulding
I really enjoyed the Ellie Goulding gig tonight. She’s absolutely gorgeous and more talented than I thought, I didn’t know she could play drums for example. She sand amazingly, her voice was amazing. There was two support bands, Bright Light Bright Light and Sunday Girl. BLBL were amazing, really well engineered sounds and amazing vocals, Sunday Girl weren’t so good I...
Holiday
Based on:
An article from The Sun, page 33.
Friday 13th October.
"Bobbies on the tweet."
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INT. DAVE’S LIVING ROOM - DAY ...