Is it a blurb, is it the begining, i just don't know, but please read!

(Hello, i am asking for adivce about what i have written below, it is the basic plot of the novel i am going to attempt to do for NaNoWriMo. I'm not sure where it will be in the novel though.......i am a new writer! Thanks!)

Natalia Spence thought she was alone in her home. She was doing her favourite thing, writing love stories. The ones where the men always sweep the women of their feet. It was better than doing her maths coursework. She was so engrossed that she didn't hear her Mum's botfriend left himself in with the key he'd been given earlier that day. She didn't here him come up the stairs. So when he walked in to her bedroom there was nothing she could do to escape, nowhere to run too. And life was about to change for Natalia and the rest of her family forever.

Fiona Spence was still at work, sitting at her desk when she got the phone call. It was the police and they were saying something about her daughter, she didn't hear what it is was about though, but she assumed that the little brat had got herself into trouble, probably with that boy that she'd been seeing recently, but as she entered the police station Fiona realised that it was much more than that.

But will Fiona be able to accept the truth?

A215 Activity 2.7 (Letter)

Dear Natalia,

                                My daughter, that little bundle I held in my arms 19 years ago. I didn’t want to write you a letter but the fools at the police station said that I couldn’t see you. I don’t know why! I’m not going to hurt you, you’re my little girl! I just wanted to ask you why you are making up these vicious lies. It must be jealousy of course! You didn’t like Stephan the first time you saw him! You didn’t want me to be happy and find love; oh no you wanted me all to yourself! But doing this, making up horrible, horrible things, well you have gone too far! Saying that my Stephan did those things to you, touched you, as if he would ever want a fat little girl! Natalia, just stop this, oh I can’t get over the shame, my Stephan being questioned by the police, being taken away in the middle of his work, and then charged with, well with THAT. How could you? And to say that you were worried he was going to kill you? My Stephan won’t even kill a spider if it crawls through the house, he just throws it outside! Now the trial is coming up, but of course you already know that I’m just begging you please to drop these charges! If you will then I am sure that Stephan and I can forgive you and you can come and live back home with us. But I am telling you now if you don’t then I will no longer consider you my daughter.

P.S I haven’t heard from your sister since that night,  so the same will apply to her unless she makes an appearance.

                                Your Mother

My First Useful Freewrite.........

So i have done a few freewrites now, and most have just ended up as rubbish that i can never use in future writing, however, i feel that the piece i am about to share could be the start of something promising. The promt of the freewrite just came from one evening while i was having a bath after a stressful day, and thought how the warm water was feeling to shed all my worries. It is very short but well here it is:


Samantha submerged her head under the hot running water once more. She felt som peaceful underneath it, like each droplet was washing away all the horrible things that had happend that week. Not just the rape, but the looks she had been given as she relayed the story to the officer, the councellor, the doctor, her mum. Most looks had been of concern, pity, understanding. But the looks she had gotten from her mother, hatred, anger, disbelief. But samantha could understand, afterall it had been her mother's husband that had forced himself on herm that had tried to squeeze the life out of her, If it hadn't of been the postman. She wouldn't be re-living it now over and over again.

(Oh my sorry it is so short! Didn't realise!)
Be kind :)

Getting out what i need to say.............

(This isn't actually a piece of prose or anything, and no effort has gone into the actually writing, i just needed to get this out and felt like to feel i have expressed it enough i needed to put it on here!)

Have I do something wrong? Did I offend any of you? If you’ve got a problem with me, please just tell me to my face. Or is it because I am quiet and don’t like a lot of attention? Because that doesn’t mean I am invisible, that does me I want to be excluded from everything! Or am I too boring because I don’t say very much, as I have a lack of confidence? Just because I sit back and listen a lot, doesn’t mean I don’t want to have friends, it doesn’t mean I don’t want to be invited to things. But now I am hoping you will invite me to something just so I can tell you that I am already busy, because I no longer want to socialise with you. I would rather be a loner and have no friends that be part of a group that selects who is invited to what and has completely no regard for anyone else’s feelings. I pity you that you have to have your tight little group that does everything together and texts each other 10 times a day! I don’t need to go along with someone else to a group, I can do it alone, so that makes me much stronger than you, even if I’m not as loud and confident as you. You are the definition of a “click”. In the past you have made me so upset and so angry, but you really were not worth it. You are nothing when it comes down to it. These people are so self-obsessed that they will probably never realise who they are, and if they did they would play innocent, with the “We never meant that” blah blah, well I’m not buying it, you not what you are doing, I don’t believe that you are that stupid not to realise. I am angry with myself that I wanted to be a part of your group so much, what was I thinking! And if I spoke out about this, if I made my feelings known you would end up the good guy, and I’d be the horrible, trouble causing one, so I have to pretend I don’t hate seeing you all and just cover up my feelings. Buy my god I hope that one day you will get yours!

My Daily Haiku!

I probably won't manage to do one everyday, but will try, here is my first Haiku (a little rusty, but it is my very first one!)

Baby girl so sad

Wants to sleep but wants to play

Fighting with contempt

(Obviously inspired by my 7 month old daughter! :) )

(26-09-11)

Hot warming water
surrounding my whole body
tranquil silent still.

(27-09-11)

No haiku today
not in mood don't want to play
back to bed instead

(29-9-11)

Having a go at the Ole blogging!

So i have just joined The Open Uni Facebook group for A215 october 2011 starters. I am not actually doing this course but would like to do it next year (October 2012). The group has inspired me to try my hand at writing to get me prepared for the course next year. So here goes! I am not a great writer, but i am hoping to improve.