Once upon a time, there was a Princess called Snow Black. She had everything that she wanted as her father, the King, gave in to her every need. However she couldn’t go out because she and others saw herself as ugly as a toad. She had been contemplating for days about what to do and finally on her 18th birthday she knew exactly what she wanted so she rushed to her father den.
She reached her father’s den, and with both hands uncontrollably pounded on the door with excitement,
“Father I need to talk to you NOW!!”
“Daughter, what is it? Come in.”
“Daddy, I am so ugly and disgusting, so I have decided that you are going to pay for my plastic surgery.”
“Darling, don’t you think that is a bit much. You’re still quite young…”
Before the King could finish
“Daddy don’t you love me?” the princess started weeping.
“If you do, you would allow me to do this, and if you don’t I will hate you FOREVER!!”
The king was so saddened but his daughter, but he couldn't refuse his lovely child’s request, as she was his only child.
She was ready to get her beautiful complexion and forget her old one that she burnt all the photos of herself and forced everyone to keep her secret, even the king.
The plastic surgery was a painful recovery but it was worth it in her eyes as a few months later, she was able to take the bandages off and see her new face. She had become one of the most beautiful Princesses in the world, and finally she was living a happy life. When word of mouth got around, she had been swamped by love letters and proposals from Princes from all over the world.
One fine day, the King married a very pretty, young woman. This woman would become Snow Black’s stepmother and the idea didn’t phase her at the beginning as she seemed nice and was always polite towards her. However something that stood out was when she carried in this very strange shaped mirror with her into the Castle. It wasn’t too odd at first, however as the days passed, Snow Black could hear something coming from her stepmothers room. There were faint voices, she didn’t think much as she just thought her stepmother was talking to herself and brushed it off. On her way back from the kitchen, she passed her room again and heard the voices, but this time they were noticeably louder. Snow Black’s curiosity increased so much she couldn’t help but go closer and rest her ears upon the door, when she heard.
“Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all??” the step mother asked.
Surprisingly, the mirror answered.
“Queen, you are the fairest, but Snow Black is fairer than you. Even though she had plastic surgery...”
“WHAT?” she shrieked “My step-daughter had had plastic surgery?” she asked as a big smirk appeared on her face.
“Yes, my Queen. It is true. She was once an ugly duckling and is now a fake beauty.”
Cackling as she had just discovered her stepdaughter’s secret, she replied
“Thank you mirror, mirror on the wall! You have made your Queen very happy.”
When Snow Black heard this, she started to worry. So many things started racing through her head and she had to act now. If she didn’t someone could discover her secret and this meant she would no longer be known as being a ‘natural beauty.’ It would be too hard for her to live like that. She pondered hard and long about it and eventually she came up with a plan to kill her stepmother.
The next day, Snow Black disguised herself as an old woman. She prepared a basket of poisonous red wine and waited for her step mother to come out for her daily walk.
When her step mother emerged from the castle, Snow Black said;
“Your majesty, How are you today? I made some nice and sweet red wines from my house. I will give you a bottle of wine your majesty.”
The Queen replied,
“Thank you very much. I love red wine! I will drink tonight. Thank you!”
After the queen received the bottle of red wine, she returned to the castle. That night the King discovered the Queen’s cold, lifeless body with the wine glasses fall over the ground. He was so distraught that he couldn’t even throw any of his beloved’s personal belongs away, not even her mirror. The next day, Snow Black went to her step mother’s room and took the mirror.
A few weeks after the Queen died, a maid was cleaning the outside of Snow Black’s room and could hear a strange conversation coming from inside.
She went closer to the room.
“Mirror, mirror on the wall, WHOS THE FAIREST OF THEM ALL??”
The mirror answered “OF COURSE, YOU ARE SNOW BLACK PRINCESS. YOU ARE FAIREST OF THEM ALL.”
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Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Jasmine Final Copy
“Kel, I love you”. With that Lane turned and walked swiftly towards the arch marked ‘competitors only’. Kellie remained where she was, sitting on the steel race fence watching and thinking. Her eyes remained on Lane as her fingers played with her crucifix, a habit, she found herself doing whenever she thought of him.
‘Lord I am a lucky woman. ‘Kellie thought to herself as she recalled not long forgotten memories. The old weathered cowboy’s wives once warned her ‘to catch the cowboy is the easy part, but to keep the cowboy is what proves to be difficult. They are free, there aren’t any women, flesh or blood to hold them back, it’s just them and that damn old rodeo!’ Kellie wasn’t complaining though, it had been a long and tedious road, only now were things just right.
Lane stopped to offer advice to a young cowboy swinging all over a practice barrel. With a few corrections, a pat on the back and gruff “cowboy up” Lane was on his way as Kellie still watching him, swelled with joy. Things had been rough. Almost two years ago Lane had been named PRCA World Champion bull rider. His great feat had taken a toll on their marriage.
Still in thought Kellie made her way back to the Grandstand to where Lane's ever proud Parents sat waiting.
'Bang' 'Clatter', the bulls drawn were being brought into the bucking chutes. Lane had drawn a very athletic contender, with an impressive buck-off reputation 'Takin Care of Business' was already trying to prove himself in the chute, making one hell of a noise. All nerves were on edge however despite the current action in front of her Kellie’s thoughts continued to slip back to their tedious past.
Kellie strongly believed the past ten months had been the best of their marriage. They had been working through the loneliness and conflict of being apart. The months prior could be best described as hell. Left at home in Oklahoma, while Lane travelled the professional bull riding circuit with his buddies Tuff and Cody, Kellie had struggled with the emptiness of being without Lane, for months at a time whilst juggling her challenging career training stunt horses. Their once strong marriage became strained.
Lane’s achievement had united them; things had begun to work once more. Kellie’s lonely voids were once again filled. Together they had aspirations of building their own ranch, raising bulls and for Lane teaching young bull-riders the skill to win their own world title.
Just thinking about their future made Kellie excited. Tonight she would tell Lane the news she had wanted to tell him for years. She could already begin to imagine the sparkle in his eyes and the huge grin that would appear with realisation that soon they would have another little bull rider join their ranks. She already liked the idea of Lane Frost Jnr.
Once again clutching her crucifix and holding the reassuring hand of Lane's mother, Kellie mentally prepared her nerves for Lane's ride.
'Ok boys, ok boys'. The gate cracked open. For the eight seconds, Lane rode the bull. Bucking and spinning, the muscular bull made Lane work hard. The crowd went wild this is what they had come to see. Lane expertly hung on, the bull jumped, Lane was right there with him, balancing every turn and making it look easy. Lane 'stuck to it'.
Kellie’s hand clamped down on her mother in-law’s. She loved watching Lane ride, the dismount was the part she dreaded.
The bull-fighters, the men charged with the protection of the bull riders, lurked waiting to distract the bull from the rider. Everything happened too fast, they never had a chance...
It always pained her to see Lane hurt no matter how minor it may have seemed. Only this time unknown to her, the pain would be unbearable.
Lane dismounted to the left. 'Takin care of Business' spun to the left. Kellie stood and screamed as Lane's chest was compressed between the bulls head and the ground, not once but twice. The bull eventually content, allowed himself to be distracted by the bull fighters flaying arms.
Kellie ran in a blind panic, taking the steps down the grandstand two at a time, the crowd were now on their feet. 'No No No' Kellie wailed. Running to the fence she paused momentarily as Lane found his feet. Kellie immediately realised something was not right, Lane clutched his side as he jogged his way to Tuff and Cody who were on their feet running towards him.
Before he could reach the strong hands of his buddies and the loving embrace of his wife, Lane collapsed. The crown 'ahhd' but within seconds, Lane's heart had stopped beating.
Lane had won third place that day, he would never know, He had won money that he would never see. Lane also had a son he would neither know nor see grow up and make him proud.
"The story of Lane Frost is very simple. He'd always help in the chutes, he could never say no to a fan, never would he complain of an unjust score or never would you see him throw his hat to the ground. Lane was a good man, friend and Husband" Kelly uttered the words, clutching her crucifix while staring at the casket in front of her, wishing it was and knowing it wasn’t all a bad dream.
‘Lord I am a lucky woman. ‘Kellie thought to herself as she recalled not long forgotten memories. The old weathered cowboy’s wives once warned her ‘to catch the cowboy is the easy part, but to keep the cowboy is what proves to be difficult. They are free, there aren’t any women, flesh or blood to hold them back, it’s just them and that damn old rodeo!’ Kellie wasn’t complaining though, it had been a long and tedious road, only now were things just right.
Lane stopped to offer advice to a young cowboy swinging all over a practice barrel. With a few corrections, a pat on the back and gruff “cowboy up” Lane was on his way as Kellie still watching him, swelled with joy. Things had been rough. Almost two years ago Lane had been named PRCA World Champion bull rider. His great feat had taken a toll on their marriage.
Still in thought Kellie made her way back to the Grandstand to where Lane's ever proud Parents sat waiting.
'Bang' 'Clatter', the bulls drawn were being brought into the bucking chutes. Lane had drawn a very athletic contender, with an impressive buck-off reputation 'Takin Care of Business' was already trying to prove himself in the chute, making one hell of a noise. All nerves were on edge however despite the current action in front of her Kellie’s thoughts continued to slip back to their tedious past.
Kellie strongly believed the past ten months had been the best of their marriage. They had been working through the loneliness and conflict of being apart. The months prior could be best described as hell. Left at home in Oklahoma, while Lane travelled the professional bull riding circuit with his buddies Tuff and Cody, Kellie had struggled with the emptiness of being without Lane, for months at a time whilst juggling her challenging career training stunt horses. Their once strong marriage became strained.
Lane’s achievement had united them; things had begun to work once more. Kellie’s lonely voids were once again filled. Together they had aspirations of building their own ranch, raising bulls and for Lane teaching young bull-riders the skill to win their own world title.
Just thinking about their future made Kellie excited. Tonight she would tell Lane the news she had wanted to tell him for years. She could already begin to imagine the sparkle in his eyes and the huge grin that would appear with realisation that soon they would have another little bull rider join their ranks. She already liked the idea of Lane Frost Jnr.
Once again clutching her crucifix and holding the reassuring hand of Lane's mother, Kellie mentally prepared her nerves for Lane's ride.
'Ok boys, ok boys'. The gate cracked open. For the eight seconds, Lane rode the bull. Bucking and spinning, the muscular bull made Lane work hard. The crowd went wild this is what they had come to see. Lane expertly hung on, the bull jumped, Lane was right there with him, balancing every turn and making it look easy. Lane 'stuck to it'.
Kellie’s hand clamped down on her mother in-law’s. She loved watching Lane ride, the dismount was the part she dreaded.
The bull-fighters, the men charged with the protection of the bull riders, lurked waiting to distract the bull from the rider. Everything happened too fast, they never had a chance...
It always pained her to see Lane hurt no matter how minor it may have seemed. Only this time unknown to her, the pain would be unbearable.
Lane dismounted to the left. 'Takin care of Business' spun to the left. Kellie stood and screamed as Lane's chest was compressed between the bulls head and the ground, not once but twice. The bull eventually content, allowed himself to be distracted by the bull fighters flaying arms.
Kellie ran in a blind panic, taking the steps down the grandstand two at a time, the crowd were now on their feet. 'No No No' Kellie wailed. Running to the fence she paused momentarily as Lane found his feet. Kellie immediately realised something was not right, Lane clutched his side as he jogged his way to Tuff and Cody who were on their feet running towards him.
Before he could reach the strong hands of his buddies and the loving embrace of his wife, Lane collapsed. The crown 'ahhd' but within seconds, Lane's heart had stopped beating.
Lane had won third place that day, he would never know, He had won money that he would never see. Lane also had a son he would neither know nor see grow up and make him proud.
"The story of Lane Frost is very simple. He'd always help in the chutes, he could never say no to a fan, never would he complain of an unjust score or never would you see him throw his hat to the ground. Lane was a good man, friend and Husband" Kelly uttered the words, clutching her crucifix while staring at the casket in front of her, wishing it was and knowing it wasn’t all a bad dream.
Irene - Final Draft 'Desperate Husbands'
Overview: I wrote down this story as I swift the positions of wives and husbands. In my story Susan Mayer is not appear at the moment maybe in the future she will be in. Therefore, Karl is with his daughter, Julie Mayer. And Mike Delfino is not in story. As a wife and husband, there is Lynette and Tom Scavo with 3 boys and Penny, Bree and Rex Van De Kamp, Gabrielle and Carlos Solis and only Karl Mayer is alone in this story. Karl Mayer seems to love Edie Britt.
Tom Scavo was shouting to his three boys to come as holding Penny in a car park. At the time Carlos called Tom.
Carlos: “Hey, Tom !! You have just done shopping? Hi Penny. Look at you~ Did you buy something huh? Hi boys, be a good boy~ ”
“Yes,, we are !! Carlos,” three boys replied, and Penny gazed around.
Tom: “BOYS!.. Hi Tom. You are here for buy cloths again? You know what? Gabrielle requested me send you away from here when I see you at SHOPPING CENTRE.”
Carlos: “WHEN? Um.. Gabi.. You did not see me today, OK?”
“You are liar, don’t lie to kids!” Boys said.
Carlos: “Oh.. please~”
Tom: “Hey boys. Get into a car. Carlos, is everything alright?”
Carlos: “….. not really…. Anyway, don’t forget tomorrow I will see you at there.”
Tom: “Oh dear! I have not told to Rex yet. I will figure out. See you Carlos”
Tom picked his cell phone straightly and called to Rex.
On the phone:
Rex: “Hello.. Rex speaking.”
Tom: “Hey, Rex it’s Tom. I forgot to tell that we are going out tomorrow. Please, say that you CAN JOIN”
Rex: “Yeah… definitely. So, same place and same time again?”
Tom: “Yep, be there at N&N Restaurant by 7 o’clock. We booked name on Karl Mayer.”
Rex: “okay~ see you at there.”
Tom: “See you.”
The next day came and there are Tom, Carlos, Rex and Karl at N&N Restaurant. Their conversation was still going on.
Karl: “So, I bring muffins to Edie. These muffins were from bakery instead of making. You guys know well, I’m not good at cooking. And suddenly Edie asked me that what I put in there. My face burned with shame, and last hit was that Edie said she is usual customer of that bakery…...”
Rex: “How could she! Poor Karl”
Karl: “How can I get love from her?.. hey Carlos… you look uneasy.. What’s wrong with you?”
Tom: “Seriously, you are Carlos..”
Carlos: “ I…okay….I just had fight with Gabi before I went out… it is an unending fight… How come she doesn’t want to having a BABY…?”
Tom: “Maybe…. She is not ready to have.. Excuse me, it’s call from Lynette.”
On the Phone: as soon Tom answered phone, Lynette shouted.
Lynette: “TOM !! Penny DOSE NOT STOP CRYING! I NEED YOU!!!!!!!”
Tom: “Honey… Calm down.. Did you check her napkin?”
Lynette: “Yesh..it was not wet and I trying to make Penny sleep, but she is STILL ONLY CRYING!!... I think she is sick..”
Tom: “Hey Lynette.. maybe….I hope not.. Penny had her meal,?”
Lynette: “Eh? You didn’t give her meal? YOU’RE OUT OF YOUR MIND.”
Tom: “Lynette!!! She is a baby. she has small stomach! we feed her six time a day! Don’t you realize that??”
Lynette: “Well….. I Knew…. I just… you know what? You should tell me that before going out.”
Tom: “……. Honey.. I know you’re having trouble with your career but today is….. Nothing… I will get back home soon”
Lynette: “… .. No.. Tom.. you don’t have to come home.. early.. I’m ok.. Maybe I need some sleep… have a good evening… love you..”
Tom: “…..I love you, too”
After Tom off the phone,
Tom: “Hey… Carlos… You still want to a baby?”
Carlos: “….. I think it is early to have a baby… ..I should talk with Gabi… Sorry.. guys… let me leave…”
Rex and Karl looked in the face without saying anything, suddenly Karl said.
Karl: “Ok, I think you and Tom should go…”
Carlos: “see you guys.. and thanks a lot!!”
Carlos ran all the way to Gabi.
Rex: “Tom?.. you can leave too…. I think we are done today.. it’s not good day to hang over.”
Karl: “yeah.. Please~”
Tom: “… I appreciate…. See you soon guys.”
After Carlos and Tom leave, Rex and Karl also come out of the N&N Restaurant together by saying that.
Karl: “I think… maybe this time.. you could help me to make cake for Edie.”
Rex: “that’s the best word of today.”
Karl and Rex were the way of their home with smiling.
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I'm ready to hear criticsim from you girls ^-^ please do that.... thanks a lot !!!
Tom Scavo was shouting to his three boys to come as holding Penny in a car park. At the time Carlos called Tom.
Carlos: “Hey, Tom !! You have just done shopping? Hi Penny. Look at you~ Did you buy something huh? Hi boys, be a good boy~ ”
“Yes,, we are !! Carlos,” three boys replied, and Penny gazed around.
Tom: “BOYS!.. Hi Tom. You are here for buy cloths again? You know what? Gabrielle requested me send you away from here when I see you at SHOPPING CENTRE.”
Carlos: “WHEN? Um.. Gabi.. You did not see me today, OK?”
“You are liar, don’t lie to kids!” Boys said.
Carlos: “Oh.. please~”
Tom: “Hey boys. Get into a car. Carlos, is everything alright?”
Carlos: “….. not really…. Anyway, don’t forget tomorrow I will see you at there.”
Tom: “Oh dear! I have not told to Rex yet. I will figure out. See you Carlos”
Tom picked his cell phone straightly and called to Rex.
On the phone:
Rex: “Hello.. Rex speaking.”
Tom: “Hey, Rex it’s Tom. I forgot to tell that we are going out tomorrow. Please, say that you CAN JOIN”
Rex: “Yeah… definitely. So, same place and same time again?”
Tom: “Yep, be there at N&N Restaurant by 7 o’clock. We booked name on Karl Mayer.”
Rex: “okay~ see you at there.”
Tom: “See you.”
The next day came and there are Tom, Carlos, Rex and Karl at N&N Restaurant. Their conversation was still going on.
Karl: “So, I bring muffins to Edie. These muffins were from bakery instead of making. You guys know well, I’m not good at cooking. And suddenly Edie asked me that what I put in there. My face burned with shame, and last hit was that Edie said she is usual customer of that bakery…...”
Rex: “How could she! Poor Karl”
Karl: “How can I get love from her?.. hey Carlos… you look uneasy.. What’s wrong with you?”
Tom: “Seriously, you are Carlos..”
Carlos: “ I…okay….I just had fight with Gabi before I went out… it is an unending fight… How come she doesn’t want to having a BABY…?”
Tom: “Maybe…. She is not ready to have.. Excuse me, it’s call from Lynette.”
On the Phone: as soon Tom answered phone, Lynette shouted.
Lynette: “TOM !! Penny DOSE NOT STOP CRYING! I NEED YOU!!!!!!!”
Tom: “Honey… Calm down.. Did you check her napkin?”
Lynette: “Yesh..it was not wet and I trying to make Penny sleep, but she is STILL ONLY CRYING!!... I think she is sick..”
Tom: “Hey Lynette.. maybe….I hope not.. Penny had her meal,?”
Lynette: “Eh? You didn’t give her meal? YOU’RE OUT OF YOUR MIND.”
Tom: “Lynette!!! She is a baby. she has small stomach! we feed her six time a day! Don’t you realize that??”
Lynette: “Well….. I Knew…. I just… you know what? You should tell me that before going out.”
Tom: “……. Honey.. I know you’re having trouble with your career but today is….. Nothing… I will get back home soon”
Lynette: “… .. No.. Tom.. you don’t have to come home.. early.. I’m ok.. Maybe I need some sleep… have a good evening… love you..”
Tom: “…..I love you, too”
After Tom off the phone,
Tom: “Hey… Carlos… You still want to a baby?”
Carlos: “….. I think it is early to have a baby… ..I should talk with Gabi… Sorry.. guys… let me leave…”
Rex and Karl looked in the face without saying anything, suddenly Karl said.
Karl: “Ok, I think you and Tom should go…”
Carlos: “see you guys.. and thanks a lot!!”
Carlos ran all the way to Gabi.
Rex: “Tom?.. you can leave too…. I think we are done today.. it’s not good day to hang over.”
Karl: “yeah.. Please~”
Tom: “… I appreciate…. See you soon guys.”
After Carlos and Tom leave, Rex and Karl also come out of the N&N Restaurant together by saying that.
Karl: “I think… maybe this time.. you could help me to make cake for Edie.”
Rex: “that’s the best word of today.”
Karl and Rex were the way of their home with smiling.
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1st draft for [SNOW BLACK]!
Once upon a time, there was a Princess called Snow Black. She had everything that she wanted as her father, the King, gave in to her every need. However she couldn’t go out because she and others saw herself as ugly as a toad. She had been contemplating for days about what to do and finally on her 18th birthday she knew exactly what she wanted so she rushed to her father den.
She reached her fathers den, and with both hands uncontrollably pounded on the door with excitement, “Father I need to talk to you NOW!!”
“Daughter, what is it? Come in.”
“Daddy, I am so ugly and disgusting, so I have decided that you are going to pay for my plastic surgery.”
“Darling, don’t you think that is a bit much. You’re still quite young…”
Before the King could finish “Daddy don’t you love me?” the princess started weeping. “If you do, you would allow me to do this, and if you don’t I will hate you FOREVER!!”
The king was so saddened but his daughter, but he couldn't refuse his lovely child’s request, as she was his only child.
She was ready to get her beautiful complexion and forget her old one that she burnt all the photos of herself and forced everyone to keep her secret, even the king.
The plastic surgery was a painful recovery but it was worth it in her eyes as a few months later, she was able to take the bandages off and see her new face. She had become one of the most beautiful Princesses in the world, and finally she was living a happy life. When word of mouth got around, she had been swamped by love letters and proposals from Princes from all over the world.
One fine day, the King married a very pretty, young woman. The Princess thought she was weird as she had this very strange shaped mirror with her and every time when Snow Black passed her step mother’s room, she could hear something.
One time, Snow Black passed her step mother’s room again, and heard this sound again. Snow Black’s curiosity increased so much she couldn’t help but go closer to the door.
“Mirror, mirror on the wall, WHO’S THE FAIREST OF THEM ALL??” the step mother asked.
Surprisingly, the mirror answered. “Queen, you are the fairest. But Snow Black is fairer than you. Even though she had plastic surgery...”
“WHAT?” she shrieked “My step-daughter had had plastic surgery?”
When Snow Black heard the sounds coming from her step mother’s room she started to worry. If she didn’t do something about this now, someone could discover her secret and this meant she would no longer be known as being ‘naturally beautiful.’ It would be too hard for her to live like that and eventually she plotted a plan to kill her step mother.
The next day, Snow Black disguised herself as an old woman. She prepared a basket of poisonous strawberries and waited for her step mother to come out for her daily walk.
When her step mother emerged from the castle, Snow Black said; “Your majesty, How are you today? I picked some delicious strawberries from our farm this morning. They are very fresh and sweet.”
The Queen replied, “Thank you very much. They look delicious!”
After the queen received the strawberries, she returned to the castle. That night the King discovered the Queen’s cold, lifeless body. He was so distraught that he couldn’t even throw any of his beloved’s personal belongs away, not even her mirror. The next day, Snow Black went to her step mother’s room and took the mirror.
A few weeks after the Queen died, a maid was cleaning the outside of Snow Black’s room and could hear a strange conversation coming from inside.
She went closer to the room. “Mirror, mirror on the wall, WHOS THE FAIREST OF THEM ALL??”
The mirror answered “OF COURSE, YOU ARE SNOW BLACK PRINCESS. YOU ARE THE FAIREST.”
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*I was think of putting the stories about the dwarves but no idea where to put.
but thanks people those who gave me ideas!!!^-^ I have to expand anyway... how is it??
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Jasmine- Complete First Draft
hey,
this is my first complete draft. Im still working on the ending. please critisize me. :P
“Kel, I love you”. With that Lane turned and walked swiftly towards the arch marked ‘competitors only’. Kelly remained where she was, sitting on the steel race fence watching and thinking. Her eyes remained on Lane as her fingers played with her crucifix, a habit, she found herself doing whenever she thought of him.
‘Lord I am a lucky woman. ‘Kelly thought to herself as she recalled not long forgotten memories. The old weathered cowboy’s wives once warned her ‘to catch the cowboy is the easy part, but to keep the cowboy is what proves to be difficult. They are free, there aren’t any women, flesh or blood to hold them back, it’s just them and that damn old rodeo!’ Kelly wasn’t complaining though, it had been a long and tedious road, only now were things just right.
Lane stopped to offer advice to a young cowboy swinging all over a practice barrel. With a few corrections, a pat on the back and gruff “cowboy up” Lane was on his way as Kelly still watching him, swelled with joy.Things had been rough. Almost two years ago Lane had been named PRCA World Champion bull rider. His great feat had taken a toll on their marriage.
Still in thought Kelly made her way back to the Grandstand to where Lane's ever proud Parents sat waiting.
'Bang' 'Clatter', the bulls drawn were being brought into the bucking chutes. Lane had drawn a very athletic contender, with a impressive buck-off reputation 'Takin Care of Business' was already trying to prove himself in the chute, making one hell of a noise. All nerves were on edge however despite the current action in front of her Kelly's thoughts continued to slip back.
Kelly strongly believed the past ten months had been the best of their marriage. They had been working through the loneliness and conflict of being apart. The months prior could be best described as hell. Left at home in Oklahoma, while Lane traveled the professional bull riding circuit with his buddies Tuff and Cody, Kelly struggled with the emptiness of being without Lane, for months at a time while juggling her challenging career training stunt horses. Their once strong marriage became strained.
Lanes achievement had united them, things had begun to work once more. Kelly's lonely voids were once again filled. Together they had aspirations of building there own ranch, raising bulls and for Lane teaching young bull-riders.
Just thinking about their future made Kelly excited. Tonight Kelly would tell Lane the news she had wanted to tell him for years. She could already begin to imagine the sparkle in his eyes and the huge grin that would appear with realisation that soon they would have another little bull rider join their ranks. A Mr Lane Frost Jnr.
Once again clutching her crucifix and holding the reassuring hand of Lane's mother, Kelly mentally prepared her nerves for Lane's ride.
'Ok boys, ok boys'. The gate cracked open. For the eight seconds, Lane rode the bull. Bucking and spinning, the muscular bull made Lane work hard. Expertly hanging on, the bull jumped, Lane was right there with him, balancing every turn and making it look easy. Lane 'stuck to it'.
Kelly's hand clamped down on her mother in-law's. She loved watching Lane ride, the dismount was the part she dreaded.
The bull-fighters lurked waiting to distract the bull from the rider. Everything happened to fast, they never had a chance...
It always pained her to see Lane hurt no matter how minor it may have seemed. Only this time unknown to her, the pain would be unbearable.
Lane dismounted to the left. 'Takin care of Business' spun to the left. Kelly stood and screamed as Lane's chest was compressed between the bulls head and the ground, not once but twice. The bull content, allowed himself to be distracted by the bull fighters.
Kelly ran in a blind panic, taking the steps down the grandstand two at a time, the crowd were now on their feet. 'No No No' Kelly wailed. Running to the fence she paused momentarily as Lane found his feet. Kelly realised something was not right, Lane clutched his side as he made his way to Tuff and Cody who were on their feet running towards him.
Before he could reach the strong hands of his buddies and the loving embrace of his wife, Lane collapsed. The crown 'ahhd' but within seconds, Lane's heart had stopped beating.
Lane had won third place that day, he would never know, he had won money that he would never see. Lane also had a son he would neither know or see grow up and make him proud.
"The story of Lane Frost is very simple. He'd always help in the chutes, he could never say no to a fan, never would he complain of a unjust score or never would you see him throw his hat to the ground. Lane was a good man, friend and Husband" Kelly uttered the words, clutching her crucifix while staring at the casket infont of her, wishing it was all a bad dream.
this is my first complete draft. Im still working on the ending. please critisize me. :P
“Kel, I love you”. With that Lane turned and walked swiftly towards the arch marked ‘competitors only’. Kelly remained where she was, sitting on the steel race fence watching and thinking. Her eyes remained on Lane as her fingers played with her crucifix, a habit, she found herself doing whenever she thought of him.
‘Lord I am a lucky woman. ‘Kelly thought to herself as she recalled not long forgotten memories. The old weathered cowboy’s wives once warned her ‘to catch the cowboy is the easy part, but to keep the cowboy is what proves to be difficult. They are free, there aren’t any women, flesh or blood to hold them back, it’s just them and that damn old rodeo!’ Kelly wasn’t complaining though, it had been a long and tedious road, only now were things just right.
Lane stopped to offer advice to a young cowboy swinging all over a practice barrel. With a few corrections, a pat on the back and gruff “cowboy up” Lane was on his way as Kelly still watching him, swelled with joy.Things had been rough. Almost two years ago Lane had been named PRCA World Champion bull rider. His great feat had taken a toll on their marriage.
Still in thought Kelly made her way back to the Grandstand to where Lane's ever proud Parents sat waiting.
'Bang' 'Clatter', the bulls drawn were being brought into the bucking chutes. Lane had drawn a very athletic contender, with a impressive buck-off reputation 'Takin Care of Business' was already trying to prove himself in the chute, making one hell of a noise. All nerves were on edge however despite the current action in front of her Kelly's thoughts continued to slip back.
Kelly strongly believed the past ten months had been the best of their marriage. They had been working through the loneliness and conflict of being apart. The months prior could be best described as hell. Left at home in Oklahoma, while Lane traveled the professional bull riding circuit with his buddies Tuff and Cody, Kelly struggled with the emptiness of being without Lane, for months at a time while juggling her challenging career training stunt horses. Their once strong marriage became strained.
Lanes achievement had united them, things had begun to work once more. Kelly's lonely voids were once again filled. Together they had aspirations of building there own ranch, raising bulls and for Lane teaching young bull-riders.
Just thinking about their future made Kelly excited. Tonight Kelly would tell Lane the news she had wanted to tell him for years. She could already begin to imagine the sparkle in his eyes and the huge grin that would appear with realisation that soon they would have another little bull rider join their ranks. A Mr Lane Frost Jnr.
Once again clutching her crucifix and holding the reassuring hand of Lane's mother, Kelly mentally prepared her nerves for Lane's ride.
'Ok boys, ok boys'. The gate cracked open. For the eight seconds, Lane rode the bull. Bucking and spinning, the muscular bull made Lane work hard. Expertly hanging on, the bull jumped, Lane was right there with him, balancing every turn and making it look easy. Lane 'stuck to it'.
Kelly's hand clamped down on her mother in-law's. She loved watching Lane ride, the dismount was the part she dreaded.
The bull-fighters lurked waiting to distract the bull from the rider. Everything happened to fast, they never had a chance...
It always pained her to see Lane hurt no matter how minor it may have seemed. Only this time unknown to her, the pain would be unbearable.
Lane dismounted to the left. 'Takin care of Business' spun to the left. Kelly stood and screamed as Lane's chest was compressed between the bulls head and the ground, not once but twice. The bull content, allowed himself to be distracted by the bull fighters.
Kelly ran in a blind panic, taking the steps down the grandstand two at a time, the crowd were now on their feet. 'No No No' Kelly wailed. Running to the fence she paused momentarily as Lane found his feet. Kelly realised something was not right, Lane clutched his side as he made his way to Tuff and Cody who were on their feet running towards him.
Before he could reach the strong hands of his buddies and the loving embrace of his wife, Lane collapsed. The crown 'ahhd' but within seconds, Lane's heart had stopped beating.
Lane had won third place that day, he would never know, he had won money that he would never see. Lane also had a son he would neither know or see grow up and make him proud.
"The story of Lane Frost is very simple. He'd always help in the chutes, he could never say no to a fan, never would he complain of a unjust score or never would you see him throw his hat to the ground. Lane was a good man, friend and Husband" Kelly uttered the words, clutching her crucifix while staring at the casket infont of her, wishing it was all a bad dream.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Weblinks
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3666630/1/24_Fresh_Start
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4899714/1/Houses_Heart
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4583243/1/Dead_to_the_World
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0410975/
'Desperate Housewives' is what I'm interested in write about.
It is TV series.
http://www.tv.com/desperate-housewives/show/24641/episode_guide.html?season=All
this link shows 'Desperate Housewives' episode guide.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4761066/1/Desperate_Teenagers#
I got some idea to write down fanfic as I read through this fanfiction.
http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Arts/Arts_/Pictures/2007/09/18/desphousewives460.jpg
http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff175/daytimeconfidential/DSTV/DH/dhhunks.jpg
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3977770/1/Ten_Little_Housewives
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3511758/1/Desperate_Housewives_High_School
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3252341/1/A_Desperate_Situation
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4899714/1/Houses_Heart
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4583243/1/Dead_to_the_World
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0410975/
'Desperate Housewives' is what I'm interested in write about.
It is TV series.
http://www.tv.com/desperate-housewives/show/24641/episode_guide.html?season=All
this link shows 'Desperate Housewives' episode guide.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4761066/1/Desperate_Teenagers#
I got some idea to write down fanfic as I read through this fanfiction.
http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Arts/Arts_/Pictures/2007/09/18/desphousewives460.jpg
http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff175/daytimeconfidential/DSTV/DH/dhhunks.jpg
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3977770/1/Ten_Little_Housewives
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3511758/1/Desperate_Housewives_High_School
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3252341/1/A_Desperate_Situation
Friday, March 20, 2009
My links
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3107186/1/Forever_Lost
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4676546/1/Bloody_Water
http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/studio/2194/
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4917621/1/How_To_Annoy_The_Cullens
http://www.trutv.com/library/crime/notorious_murders/famous/parker_hulme/index.html
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4447293/1/Identity
http://so-quiet.net/heavenly/real.php?parkerhulme
http://ncowie.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/p-j.jpg
http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00004CQYW.02.LZZZZZZZ.gif
Thursday, March 19, 2009
No Escape - Natalie Chambers - FINAL
No Escape
During the brutal beating and attempted murder of Honora Rieper, on the bushy track of the Christchurch Gardens, a passer-by happens to hear the frantic screams of the desperate woman, fighting for her life. As the passer-by sprints toward the direction of the disturbing screams, he is instantly struck by the haunting sight of two teenage girls taking turns at mercilessly beating a helpless middle-aged woman, despite her begging and pleading. The onlooker immediately takes action, despite his sudden panic. “Stop!” he shouts, deeply disturbed by the sight. “No, no!” Pauline cries, suddenly aware as if for the first time as to the extent of her actions as she stares in disbelief at her mother, covered in blood and barely recognisable. Pauline's legs give way beneath her as she crumples to the ground, distraught and in tears, releasing from her hands the stocking that contains the brick. “Paul, Paul,” Juliet gasps, insecurity clouding her face, “What have we done?” The stranger frantically fumbles around in his jacket and pulls out a cell phone, his hands shaking uncontrollably as he dials 111, stuttering as he asks for an ambulance. The two girls huddle together, sobbing and screaming hysterically as the shaken man begins to aid Honora, assessing whether or not she has managed to survive the ruthless attack. It is hard to tell.
Not long after, the medics arrive and hurriedly carry the woman, fighting for her life, away on a stretcher.
Fade to black. Next scene:
When Honora finally emerges from her coma three weeks later, the news of her severe brain damage is not a surprise to Herbert Rieper, because in his heart he already knew. But she has survived, against all odds, and Herbert feels nothing but disgust at himself as he can’t help but think that it may have been for the best if she hadn’t of made it through. If she could see herself now…this was no life. He gazes into the distance as he once again experiences the disturbing events of that day all over again…
Flashback:
Her confession at the police station when taken in for questioning is enough to bring all investigations to an end. “I didn't intend for it to happen like this. This wasn't supposed to happen!” Pauline breaks down and sobs uncontrollably. “We were supposed to be together forever. We were supposed to go to America and become film stars. They were going to take that away from us. Juliet didn't want to do it. She only did it because she didn't want to lose me. She knew it was either me or my mother. This was the only way.” The shocking incident made headlines throughout the whole of New Zealand. The public was fascinated yet disturbed at how two seemingly innocent teenage girls could be driven to such an act of brutality. Some saw the act as a cry for help, while others saw it as unforgivable. The defense argued that Pauline and Juliet were not guilty by reason of insanity but deep down the girls both knew that their actions reflected their losing touch of reality.
Back to scene at hospital:
“Mr. Rieper? I know this is not easy to accept, but you will get through it. You have a lot of support out there.” The doctor's soothing voice draws Herbert back into reality, back to the realisation that his daughter's court proceedings would be beginning soon. She was up against two to three years imprisonment for attempted murder, her age preventing a harsher sentence. He could not ignore his persistent feelings of guilt though that he was partly to blame. He should have noticed the gradual changes in Pauline from the day she met Juliet Hulme for the very first time. He should have recognised the warning signs that something was not right – the withdrawal, the moody behaviour, the increased time spent with Juliet, the poor school grades. However, he thought nothing of it when Honora attempted to share with him her growing concerns regarding the intensity of the relationship. Now he was torn between his wife and his daughter. He felt he could not support both thus his refusal to visit Pauline in the lead up to her court proceedings meant that he had not seen her since before the dire incident. It was almost certain that Pauline would be sentenced to imprisonment. Herbert's deepest fear was that he would be left without his wife and daughter and his saddest realisation was that this fear was coming true. The wife he grew to love was not bound to a wheelchair – unable to speak, unable to dress herself, incapable of simple day-to-day tasks.
From the minute his wife had been diagnosed with severe traumatic brain injury, placing her into the care of a home had never once been an option in his mind. “In sickness and in health” – he would never break his promise to the woman he loves.
5 years after Pauline's release from prison: (voiceover)
No matter what I do in an attempt to make amends for my sin, no matter how much I witness my mother suffer as I care for her 24 hours a day, I will never be able to escape from the damage I caused, or the lives I ruined. In our delusion, we did only what we believed would hold us together, as we saw no other escape. After Dad died of a sudden heart attack, presumably as a result of intense grief, Mum was put into a home and when I was released from prison a year later, under the condition that I never communicate with Juliet again, I knew in my heart that it was my duty to care for her. I not only attempted to murder my mother but I killed my father too and worst of all I murdered the woman my mother used to be and I will be forever penitent for these unforgivable sins. My family’s name will be tainted for eternity. Deep within I realize that my looking after mother is only a pathetic attempt, out of extreme guilt that will haunt me forever, to somehow put things right. But every time I look Mother in the eye I can only see what could have been, and I deprived my own flesh and blood of that, the only ones in the world who would have done anything for me.
I will never be able to escape from what I did.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Jasmine First Draft
Hey Guys.
This is just a start at the moment it probably wont make much sense i know this isnt a well known movie either but once i get more posted it hopefully will make sense. If you could give me some advice, feedback etc that would be great. Cheers
“Kel, I love you”. With that Lane turned and walked swiftly towards the arch marked ‘competitors only’. Kelly remained where she was, sitting on the steel race fence watching and thinking. Her eyes remained on Lane as her fingers played with her crucifix, a habit, she found herself doing whenever she thought of him.
‘Lord I am a lucky woman. ‘Kelly thought to herself as she recalled not long forgotten memories. The old weathered cowboy’s wives once warned her ‘to catch the cowboy is the easy part, but to keep the cowboy is what proves to be difficult. They are free, there aren’t any women, flesh or blood to hold them back, it’s just them and that damn old rodeo!’ Kelly wasn’t complaining though, it had been a long and tedious road, only now were things just right.
Lane stopped to offer advice to a young cowboy swinging all over a practice barrel. With a few corrections, a pat on the back and gruff “cowboy up” Lane was on his way as Kelly still watching him, swelled with joy.
Things had been rough these past six months. Only a week ago Lane had been named 1987 PRCA World Champion bull rider.
This is just a start at the moment it probably wont make much sense i know this isnt a well known movie either but once i get more posted it hopefully will make sense. If you could give me some advice, feedback etc that would be great. Cheers
“Kel, I love you”. With that Lane turned and walked swiftly towards the arch marked ‘competitors only’. Kelly remained where she was, sitting on the steel race fence watching and thinking. Her eyes remained on Lane as her fingers played with her crucifix, a habit, she found herself doing whenever she thought of him.
‘Lord I am a lucky woman. ‘Kelly thought to herself as she recalled not long forgotten memories. The old weathered cowboy’s wives once warned her ‘to catch the cowboy is the easy part, but to keep the cowboy is what proves to be difficult. They are free, there aren’t any women, flesh or blood to hold them back, it’s just them and that damn old rodeo!’ Kelly wasn’t complaining though, it had been a long and tedious road, only now were things just right.
Lane stopped to offer advice to a young cowboy swinging all over a practice barrel. With a few corrections, a pat on the back and gruff “cowboy up” Lane was on his way as Kelly still watching him, swelled with joy.
Things had been rough these past six months. Only a week ago Lane had been named 1987 PRCA World Champion bull rider.
Chelsee's Attempt-American Idol Sisters
After so much mucking around with three total different movies i think i have found the keeper. This is just my first attempt at this so any ideas to add or criticism is much appreciated. The movie im basing it on is Sister Act 2 a classic childhood favorite of mine but the twist of adding american idol into it with the judges simon cowles, paula and randy being the nuns and rita is auditioning for the solo part for the all state competition her class is enetering. She thinks shes a real good singer because her parents are Chris Brown and Rhianna. They can sing but she can't. She doesnt get the part, but then Brother Paul (paula) believes in her and gives her after school lessons and when it gets close to the comp, the main singer gets hit by a bus or gets larynx cancer and can't sing so she puts her name forward to sing but everybody heard her the first time she can't sing blah blah, but then she starts singing and its absolutely phenominal! Hope you's have seen sister act 2 i love it. great voices but more to the point this is my attempt:
Cough cough "uh uh" cough cough! Furiously trying to clear her throat. Her eyes start to close and her hand bent out in a weird kungfu action rises to her face, out of her slightly pinched lips still clasped together a quiet mouse humming voice struggles to put a note together from her choir script held infront of her.
"W-w-whyyyyy sh-sh-should I(eieie) feel discooooouraged, w-w-whyyyyy should the shaaaadoooow come (screech)"
"Rita, ahh that was definitley insightful of what little vocal talents you have, I encourage you to come see me after class, i can enroll you into home-tech class try not to burn the toast how you burnt my ears" snarkingly commented Sister Simone.
Sister Simone is the Head Nun for music class TOTAL BITCH! Then theres sister brandy and Brother Paul who help out and time to time bring Simone a mocha with 2 chocolate fish and crust cut toast with lite meadowlea margerine and squeeze of lemon juice in the mornings to hopefully give everybody a relief of happiness for the first part of the day.
"Come on, im not that bad!"
"My passion is singing, everybody says im good at it"
"You don't know real talent if it came and kicked you in the face" Rita protested.
Roar of laughter filled the room, she started laughing too on the outside but on the inside she was totally shattered, what was wrong with her singing? she felt she had sang her best? Thoughts flooded her mind. Warren proceeded towards the microphone
Cough cough "uh uh" cough cough! Furiously trying to clear her throat. Her eyes start to close and her hand bent out in a weird kungfu action rises to her face, out of her slightly pinched lips still clasped together a quiet mouse humming voice struggles to put a note together from her choir script held infront of her.
"W-w-whyyyyy sh-sh-should I(eieie) feel discooooouraged, w-w-whyyyyy should the shaaaadoooow come (screech)"
"Rita, ahh that was definitley insightful of what little vocal talents you have, I encourage you to come see me after class, i can enroll you into home-tech class try not to burn the toast how you burnt my ears" snarkingly commented Sister Simone.
Sister Simone is the Head Nun for music class TOTAL BITCH! Then theres sister brandy and Brother Paul who help out and time to time bring Simone a mocha with 2 chocolate fish and crust cut toast with lite meadowlea margerine and squeeze of lemon juice in the mornings to hopefully give everybody a relief of happiness for the first part of the day.
"Come on, im not that bad!"
"My passion is singing, everybody says im good at it"
"You don't know real talent if it came and kicked you in the face" Rita protested.
Roar of laughter filled the room, she started laughing too on the outside but on the inside she was totally shattered, what was wrong with her singing? she felt she had sang her best? Thoughts flooded her mind. Warren proceeded towards the microphone
Chelz
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0108147/plotsummary
http://veryshyguy.covers.de/yabbse/index.php?board=19;action=display;threadid=520
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0nvsWQwd53I
http://au.rottentomatoes.com/m/sister_act_2_back_in_the_habit/
http://myidol.americanidol.com/honeyman
http://www.hollywood.com/movie/Sister_Act_2_Back_in_the_Habit/161101
http://www.michaeldvd.com.au/Reviews/SisterAct2.asp
http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1800202687/user
http://movies.yahoo.com/mvc/dfrv?mid=1800202687&uid=Ua6yJDH6j9AUVTBlkIfiGEBAX7DU14vW&s=&i=3&spl=0
Who's that...
Everytime he walks through those clear canteen doors, a quivering rush sends chills through my body, making me feel so weak and speechless. His body sends off this scent and power so unexplainible, what is it about him? i don't even know him?
"Who is he?" i shakingly stutter.
"Aw thats edward cullen, he's like real weird and real rich but obviously girls would only go out with him because there gold diggers, i mean look at him, darkest burnt wood eyes, glasses, scruffy hair, black as charcoal skin! What a bitch but its so true!"
Amanda tries to be straight up and deny the fact she absoultely adored him and didn't know why he couldn't return the same infactuation she had on him.
I still couldn't help what he had over me though, and i hadn't even met him yet.
Bell screeched through the halls and everybody slowly filed into semester 2 final class of the day. I transfered from biology to computer class and just so happend to be seated right next to him. Even his scent was unbearable, permenant scent of red joop perfume. I admit he wasn't the most cutest lollipop on a stick but my intense curiosity about him just fascinated me. I couldn't escape.
Accidentally bumping my pen on the floor next to his chair, i tried to use it as an excuse to start a conversation with him but he just picked it up still looking at his screen and handed it to me. No words, no eye contact no movement at all towards me.
Okay, now i see Amanda's point, maybe he's just not into girls, or maybe he has a girlfriend or maybe he's just trying to do his work. Whatever it is i want to be able to talk to him by the end of the hour.
Frantically looking over at him, trying not to be so stallker'ish. I tried to get his attention anything even a reaction. but NOTHING.
"Who is he?" i shakingly stutter.
"Aw thats edward cullen, he's like real weird and real rich but obviously girls would only go out with him because there gold diggers, i mean look at him, darkest burnt wood eyes, glasses, scruffy hair, black as charcoal skin! What a bitch but its so true!"
Amanda tries to be straight up and deny the fact she absoultely adored him and didn't know why he couldn't return the same infactuation she had on him.
I still couldn't help what he had over me though, and i hadn't even met him yet.
Bell screeched through the halls and everybody slowly filed into semester 2 final class of the day. I transfered from biology to computer class and just so happend to be seated right next to him. Even his scent was unbearable, permenant scent of red joop perfume. I admit he wasn't the most cutest lollipop on a stick but my intense curiosity about him just fascinated me. I couldn't escape.
Accidentally bumping my pen on the floor next to his chair, i tried to use it as an excuse to start a conversation with him but he just picked it up still looking at his screen and handed it to me. No words, no eye contact no movement at all towards me.
Okay, now i see Amanda's point, maybe he's just not into girls, or maybe he has a girlfriend or maybe he's just trying to do his work. Whatever it is i want to be able to talk to him by the end of the hour.
Frantically looking over at him, trying not to be so stallker'ish. I tried to get his attention anything even a reaction. but NOTHING.
Natalie's first draft
No Escape
During the brutal beating and attempted murder of Honora Rieper, on the bushy track of the Christchurch Gardens, a passer-by happens to hear the frantic screams of the desperate woman, fighting for her life. As the passer-by sprints toward the direction of the disturbing screams, he is instantly struck by the haunting sight of two teenage girls taking turns at mercilessly beating a helpless middle-aged woman, despite her begging and pleading. The onlooker immediately takes action, despite his sudden panic. “Stop!” he shouts, deeply disturbed by the sight. “No, no!” Pauline cries, suddenly aware as if for the first time as to the extent of her actions as she stares in disbelief at her mother, covered in blood and barely recognisable. Pauline's legs give way beneath her as she crumples to the ground, distraught and in tears, releasing from her hands the stocking that contains the brick. “Paul, Paul,” Juliet gasps, insecurity clouding her face, “What have we done?” The stranger frantically fumbles around in his jacket pocket and pulls out a cell phone, his hands shaking uncontrollably as he dials 111, stuttering as he asks for an ambulance. The two girls huddle together, sobbing and screaming uncontrollably as the shaken man begins to aid Honora, assessing whether or not she has managed to survive the ruthless attack. It is hard to tell.
Not long after, the medics arrive and hurriedly carry the woman, barely fighting for her life, away on a stretcher.
Fade to black. Next scene:
When Honora finally emerges from her coma three weeks later, the news of her severe brain damage is not a surprise to Herbert Rieper, because in his heart he already knew. He gazes into the distance as he once again experiences the disturbing events of that day all over again – the haunting phone call received from the police at the time his daughter had been taken in for questioning, the trip to the hospital after discovering his wife may not survive the severe beating inflicted upon her.
Flashback:
Her confession at the police station when taken in for questioning is enough to bring all investigations to an end. “I didn't intend for it to happen like this. This wasn't supposed to happen!” Pauline breaks down and sobs uncontrollably. “We were supposed to be together forever. We were supposed to go to South Africa. She didn't want to do it. She only did it because she didn't want to lose me. She knew it was either me or my mother. This was the only way.”
Back to scene at hospital:
“Mr Rieper? I know this is not easy to accept, but you will get through it. You have a lot of support out there.” The doctor's soothing voice draws Herbert back into reality, back to the realisation that his daughter's court proceedings would be beginning soon. She was up against two to three years imprisonment for attempted murder, her age preventing a harsher sentence. He could not ignore his persistant feelings of guilt though that he was partly to blame. He should have noticed the gradual changes in Pauline from the day she met Juliet Hulme for the very first time. He should have recognised the warning signs that something was not right – the withdrawal, the moody behaviour, the increased time spent with Juliet, the poor school grades. However, he thought nothing of it when Honora attempted to share with him her growing concerns regarding the intensity of the relationship. Now he was torn between his wife and his daughter. He felt he could not support both thus his refusal to visit Pauline in the lead up to her court proceedings meant that he had not seen her since before the dire incident. It was almost certain that Pauline would be sentenced to imprisonment. Herbert's deepest fear was that he would be left without his wife and daughter and his saddest realisation was that this fear was coming true. The wife he grew to love was not bound to a wheelchair – unable to speak, unable to dress herself, incapable of simple day-to-day tasks.
From the minute his wife had been diagnosed with severe traumatic brain injury, placing her into the care of a home had never once been an option in his eyes. “In sickness and in health” – he would never break his promise to the woman he loves.
5 years after Pauline's release from prison:
No matter what I do in an attempt to make ammends for my sin, no matter how much I witness my mother suffer as I care for her 24 hours a day, I will never be able to escape from the damage I caused, or the lives I ruined. After Dad died of a sudden heart attack, presumably as a result of intense grief, Mum was put into a home. When I was released from prison a year later, under the condition that I never communicate with Juliet again, I knew in my heart that it was my duty to care for her. In our delusion, we did only what we believed would hold us together, as we saw no other escape. Every time I look Mother in the eye I can only see what could have been, and I deprived my own flesh and blood of that, the only ones in the world who would have done anything for me.
I will never be able to escape from what I did.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
My Idea~
Hey,Girls~ It's Irene.
Have you watched the 'Desperate Housewives'?
Since the 'Desperate Housewives' is not a movie but it is a drama,,,
I asked to Darryl that whether I could choose 'Desperate Housewives' for my fanfic or not.
Because.. I'm in Movies group.... Fortunately, he said that I could go for it.
I know, it sound strange that pick drama in movies group.
So, I just wondering if you guys are okey with my decision, I want to work with 'Desperate Housewives'.
My plan is that I will shift man and wife's positions. So, men beome housewive instead of wive.
Many thanks,
Have you watched the 'Desperate Housewives'?
Since the 'Desperate Housewives' is not a movie but it is a drama,,,
I asked to Darryl that whether I could choose 'Desperate Housewives' for my fanfic or not.
Because.. I'm in Movies group.... Fortunately, he said that I could go for it.
I know, it sound strange that pick drama in movies group.
So, I just wondering if you guys are okey with my decision, I want to work with 'Desperate Housewives'.
My plan is that I will shift man and wife's positions. So, men beome housewive instead of wive.
Many thanks,
[snow black]
hello people~ I dont know if people read about my thought about snow white changed to snow black. She will become evil and I was going to make her to kill people or maybe other bad things too. but, actually I have second idea that she has SO UGLY face so she does PLASTIC SURGERY. so she becomes pretty, and now her pretty step mother uses her magic mirror (as usual) and ask who is the prettiest person , and.... WHAT SHOULD I DO...
If I can't choose the ending for this one, maybe I will just devil snow black one.
please give me good ideas~
Thanx~
If I can't choose the ending for this one, maybe I will just devil snow black one.
please give me good ideas~
Thanx~
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Just a few ideas. How does this sound?
Eight Seconds- Possible Ideas (General overview)
· The movie 8 seconds which is based around the life of PRCA bull riding champion Lane Frost has been criticized for its in accurate portrayal of the main character Lane Frost and his relationship with both his father Clyde Frost and his relationship with God. “Lane was a Christian. In the movie, this was not mentioned, to the dismay of his parents and Kellie. The Producers did not want God Brought into the movie.”[1] “Clyde Frost, Lane’s dad, is not like the father portrayed in the movie, according to one of lanes friends ‘if there was anyone proud of Lane, it was Clyde. Lane did not have to prove himself to Clyde; he had his approval from the start’.”[2]
http://www.lanefrost.com/8seconds.htm
· My initial ideas for this movie are to play around with the relationship between father and son and hopefully portray the relationship more accurately. As it played a critical part of the overall movie. Just thinking of a way to add excitement for other readers not usually interested in this topic.
[1] http://www.lanefrost.com/8seconds.htm
[2] http://www.lanefrost.com/8seconds.htm
· The movie 8 seconds which is based around the life of PRCA bull riding champion Lane Frost has been criticized for its in accurate portrayal of the main character Lane Frost and his relationship with both his father Clyde Frost and his relationship with God. “Lane was a Christian. In the movie, this was not mentioned, to the dismay of his parents and Kellie. The Producers did not want God Brought into the movie.”[1] “Clyde Frost, Lane’s dad, is not like the father portrayed in the movie, according to one of lanes friends ‘if there was anyone proud of Lane, it was Clyde. Lane did not have to prove himself to Clyde; he had his approval from the start’.”[2]
http://www.lanefrost.com/8seconds.htm
· My initial ideas for this movie are to play around with the relationship between father and son and hopefully portray the relationship more accurately. As it played a critical part of the overall movie. Just thinking of a way to add excitement for other readers not usually interested in this topic.
[1] http://www.lanefrost.com/8seconds.htm
[2] http://www.lanefrost.com/8seconds.htm
Your ideas on my ideas
Hi there. I have chosen to use Heavenly Creatures as my movie for fanfic. I have two possible ideas for endings. Would you mind giving me some feedback? By the way if you haven't seen the film I have posted some links to a couple of websites. But just to quickly inform you the movie follows two teenage girls (Pauline and Juliet) who form a very close relationship. Both become lost in their own world of fantasy and eventually lose touch of reality. The mother of Pauline (Honora) becomes concerned about the intensity of the relationship and attempts to separate them. The girls conjure up a plan to remove Honora from their lives so as they can remain together. The film ends with the murder of Honora (a brutal beating in the Christchurch Gardens) and closes with some text stating that the girls were arrested a couple of days later and sent to separate prisons.
Idea 1
· A suicide pact instead of the murder of Honora Rieper. Juliet and Pauline become so depressed that they make a suicide pact as they believe they can no longer go on living without each other. A carefully planned event that will devastate both families immensely. Disturbing insight into the minds of both girls as they make the final decision to take their own lives.
Idea 2
· Someone comes along during the brutal beating of Honora and the girls suddenly realise the extent of their actions. They now have to live with the consequences of their actions as they go through the trials. Will Honora survive after someone interrupts the murder or will the damage have already been done? What will be the outcomes of such a horrific and cruel act when interrupted by a passer-by?
Thanks, Natalie
Idea 1
· A suicide pact instead of the murder of Honora Rieper. Juliet and Pauline become so depressed that they make a suicide pact as they believe they can no longer go on living without each other. A carefully planned event that will devastate both families immensely. Disturbing insight into the minds of both girls as they make the final decision to take their own lives.
Idea 2
· Someone comes along during the brutal beating of Honora and the girls suddenly realise the extent of their actions. They now have to live with the consequences of their actions as they go through the trials. Will Honora survive after someone interrupts the murder or will the damage have already been done? What will be the outcomes of such a horrific and cruel act when interrupted by a passer-by?
Thanks, Natalie
Eight Seconds
Eight Seconds a movie about 1987 PRCA Bullriding Champion. Rodeo is one of my passions so i thought i would do something im interested in.
jasY
http://www.lanefrost.com/8seconds.htm
jasY
http://www.lanefrost.com/8seconds.htm
Hello guys~
I'm SeungEun! (First, I'm sorry for my horrible English~) Nice to meet you all!! Actually, I'm still confused about this paper~^^;; but I think I kinda chose my movie though~ I was going to write on butterfly effect. but i think it will be FUN, but maybe it will be TOO HARD for my english skills. so I changed to [SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN DWARVES] which is fairy tale, but I thought maybe it can be fun~ maybe I will change 'snow white' to a BAD PERSON. so, what do you guys think about this?? any ideas for me? and Please help me for the iwrite..
T0T Thank you!!!
T0T Thank you!!!
Answer to your question
Hi Chelz
I was kind of confused as well but I think what we do is choose our own movie. We create our own fanfic and give each other feedback.
Natalie
I was kind of confused as well but I think what we do is choose our own movie. We create our own fanfic and give each other feedback.
Natalie
Hey hey,
My name Chelsee, (chelz). Nice to meet ya'll kinda new to all this, slowly finding my way around lol.. im the one 2nd row from the back with the red and white stripped shirt on and scarf nice to meet ya'll...ahh and i was just wandering do we all do the same movie or just different movies with our twists on it and then giving each other feedback??
Cheers
Chelz
My name Chelsee, (chelz). Nice to meet ya'll kinda new to all this, slowly finding my way around lol.. im the one 2nd row from the back with the red and white stripped shirt on and scarf nice to meet ya'll...ahh and i was just wandering do we all do the same movie or just different movies with our twists on it and then giving each other feedback??
Cheers
Chelz
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