New and Aspiring Author

I am an aspiring author and am new to the academy. I have read all but Blood Promise (I am part way through it) of the VA books and am currently reading The Den of Shadows Quartet by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes. My favorite authors include Richelle Mead, Amelia Atwater-Rhodes and Stephenie Meyer. My problem is that I can never finish a book that I have started. I've been writing for a little over two years. If you have anything help please tell me. If needed I can post some of my writing.

Well its good to have you.
My name is Ashleigh Welcome to the forum.
All i can say is think about what you want to write, write it down in steps, then put it together and if it sounds good to you post it on here, and keep your copy rights on it otherwise its not yours anymore, and then people will tell you if they like or dislike it. I hope this helped and i hope i can help you more i am also a writer, and evrythign i write comes from my head nad heart. those are the keys to a good nad imaginitive story.
Happy Posting, also if you need anything my email is on here ill be happy to help you if you need it.

Thanks Ashleigh. I try hard to write like that and only very rarely does it work.

By the way, my name is Rebecca.

pretty name and cute signature Zachary sounds hot.

Thanks. I kind of wanted Zachary to be the bad boy of the book. If you want you can read what I have. My signature will make a bit more sense.

If you are talking about writing books posting them online wouldn't be such a great idea what i'd say share it with someone that will give you and honest opinion and once you are sure about it find out how to pitch it to book agents

and Richelle Mead has said at signings the best thing to do is just keep writing

I found this site that Sunset Rust uses and it has her copyrights on it. I think I might use that but only if the copyrights are there. Thanks for the advice though. And I don't plan on giving up writing again. Last time I did that it was for about a year until someone inspired me again. Unfortunately that ended . . . let's just say not so well. I have no intentions of giving up again.

well hun all i can say is just write your little heart out and enjoy what you do and let no one stop you writing is fun and it should help you learn better skills to evrything please dont stop the music music being the writing im kinda a nut when it comes to giving advice about things but hey do what you think is best and i will support you 100% promises forever!

Thanks, seriously. You have no clue how much that means to have people support me, even when my mom doesn't.

Hi Rebecca! I'm Tasha. Welcome to the site.

I wish u the very best in your writing. I used to be a writer. I haven't wrote prose in years and the last poem i wrote was over a year ago. But i do love to write and hope one day to be an author. I just need to find my groove back. It warms my hear to hear you are inspired and motivated and i hope the very best for u and ur writing.

I agree, if you wish to publish something its not best to post it all over the internet. Anybody can steal your stuff. But, i do encourage sharing with honest people who wont steal anything and will give you an honest opinion about ur writing- even if it's brutally honest. I rather have someone tell me "this sucks" then be like "yeah it's good" when it's really not. If you wish to share ur work with people email people directly and keep track of who you email so if anything you know and can keep track of things.

But for fun writing or practice story writing- post ur heart out. I always love to read people's work and i give my honest reaction :-)

I will consider that greatly Tasha. Thanks.

Tasha if you'd like to read my story it's posted below. Anyone else who'd like to read it feel free.

Fate[/center]

Prologue

Looking up, I saw his emerald eyes staring at me intensely, as though they were trying to see into my soul. Catching my gaze he made no move to look down, he didn’t seem embarrassed at all that I had caught him staring. This unnerved me, but at the same time, I found it attractive. He was bold, I liked that.


Chapter One

New school, new people, more stares. Wonderful. At my locker I quickly entered my combination and hurriedly got my stuff for my second period class, Language Arts. I had just walked into the class room and I could already feel the stares of the twenty something people in the room. “Elizabeth Dominique?” the teacher asked as I slowly went over to her desk.
Nodding, I handed him my tardy slip and made my way over to the only empty desk in the back. As I neared the chair my skin started to prickle and my muscles tensed, ready to attack at a moments notice. Sitting down I quietly took no notice of the strangers vampiric aura and took out my books. “Am I dead?” the stranger whispered in my ear.
“Not unless I catch you after school and there are no witnesses. Why, do you want your life to end?” I asked in a whispered tone similar to his.

“What you don’t recognize me? I’m insulted. Your family’s only been hunting me for about a hundred years or so.” the voice replied. Turning I instantly recognized him, he was Zachary Stone. The urge to kill him was even stronger than before but I couldn’t, not now, in front of all these people. I hate school!
“Zachary Stone.” I acknowledged him now, hatred quite clear in my voice.
“There’s the Liz we know and love,” Zachary said boldly. “So do you want to go outside and settle this now or wait till later?”
“I’d love to do it now but how am I going to find out where Ryan Slater is before you die? I’m after him too you know.”
“Good luck with that.” Zachary said, turning back to his book.
“You need the luck, not me.”
“I disagree considering you’ve found me three times but yet I’m still living what you call a life.”
“Elizabeth, Zach, stop talking or you might see me in detention,” the language teacher, Mr. what’s-his-face, yelled back to us. Turning back to my work I tried to control the growing urge to torture Zachary right then and there. Not to long after, the bell rang freeing me from any further obligation to stay in the class, fighting the urge to kill and torture the vampire I was forced to sit next to.
My next class was Gym. I prayed to my Goddess that I didn’t have this class with Zachary but unfortunately my prayers were disregarded for the moment. I would make it a point to settle the score with Zachary later, when there were no witnesses or anything that could stop me. “Hello again, enjoying your day?” Zachary asked politely, with a little more boldness than before.
“No, it’s getting worse by the second. You don’t happen to have Ms. Langely for homeroom do you?” I asked, dreading his answer.
“Ummm….. Yea.” He replied, smiling widely.
“My day just got so much worse now that I know that. Why? Why me?”
“Because of fate I guess,” Zachary smirked, walking off quietly before the gym teacher could reach me.
“Well fate can go to hell,” I muttered.
“My name is Mrs. Liza, we’re playing soccer today. Go dress out, Zachary will be your partner.” Internally I groaned and saw him smirk at me all the way across the room.
“This should be interesting,” one guy muttered.
“Not really, she’s gonna get stomped. Zach has unparallel reflexes, you can’t get the ball from him,” the other muttered back. Feeling a smile creep onto my face, I devised a plan to take out my anger and fury in a game of soccer against my worst enemy, just to show them all.
Going into the locker room I changed into my shorts and a light blue tank. While lacing up my Nikes I could hear the other girls whispering across the room. It seemed I was the first person Zachary had ever spoken to and the first girl he’s ever taken an interest in. They seemed jealous; they envied me while I loathed every ounce of attention I got from the vampire. Lovely, my first day of school and I’m already the object of attention and hatred… This school was bound to change my life more drastically than any school has ever done before. Like I said, lovely… Before I could make any more enemies without trying, I walked out of the locker room and strode into the gym, really looking forward to kicking Zachary’s ass in a game of soccer just to show everybody that he’s not as good as they thought he was.
“Zachary, Elizabeth, you’re up first.” Mrs. Liza instructed, waving us out onto the floor and setting up the court for a game of one-on-one.
“Like I said, she’s gonna get stomped,” some guy muttered again. Apparently they were taking bets, this should get interesting.
Stepping up to the ball, Zachary smirked wider. “This should be challenging,” he whispered where only I could hear it.
“Indeed leech,” I replied, seizing the ball once Mrs. Liza blew the whistle. I could hear the wind whistling behind me, I was about half way to his goal before he caught up to me. “Finally, some sort of challenge even if it is weak like you,” I taunted. I wanted him to actually play me so I could take more pride when I won.
“Weak! Ha!” With expert skill, Zachary maneuvered the ball away from me and started down the floor in the opposite direction, no way was I letting him get any where near my goal. Taking the opportunity I seized the ball when he was lining up the shot and quickly headed in the other direction. Effortlessly I kicked the ball into the net before he could even realize what was happening. I heard several shocked gasps, from what I understood I was the first person to ever make a goal against Zachary, making it that much sweeter. “First to five points wins?” I asked, knowing the game would be longer if we went to the designated game of twenty goals.
“Why not?” Zachary taunted me, snagging the ball from the net and taking off in a flash I was after him. Not long before he lined up a shot I blocked it and sailed down to the other end, making another beautiful shot. The score was now two to zero. Ah, sweet victory was near.
“My turn,” he said, once again sailing in the other direction.
“Nope,” I said, snagging the ball again and making another effortless shot. My anger was turning into elation as my victory deepened. My disappointment seeped through a little though, he really was no challenge. As if reading my mind his plays got harder and harder for me to block and the score was finally four to four. “You ready leech?” I asked, skillfully maneuvering the ball out of the net and down the floor.
“Of course I am hunter.” Before he could do anything I picked up my speed and kicked the ball so hard you could hear it slicing through the air, landing in the net with a satisfying thunk as the net slid back into the wall.
“And victory is mine,” I gloated, jogging to grab the ball and hand it back to the astonished Mrs. Liza. “Can I go get dressed now?” I asked, impatient to get away from the stares I had attracted. So much for my staying unnoticed plan, now I’ll be the talk of the school by fourth period, if I already wasn’t. Speechless, she nodded. Jogging, I ran back to the locker room and changed into my nice, snug light blue jeans, and my tight black tee. Pulling my glossy black hair out of the pony tail I put in, I raked a brush through it, letting it fall loosely around my face.
Looking in the mirror I applied a thin layer of sheer lip gloss. Actually looking at my reflection I knew I was overdoing it, I would be the temptress of every guy in this school by lunch. I know I wanted no attention but I figured since that was already blown why not go over the top. If the populars were jealous of me then I would be invited to be one of them or shunned, either way I’d find out the inner workings of this school. Grabbing my bag I went to go sit on the bleachers and watch the rest of the boring game that was now taking place on the pitiful excuse for a gym floor.
“Hey, good game,” one of the guys I heard talking earlier came up to me and said. “I’m Justin Malbry and this is Sam Hafener.” Looking up I could see them both looking me up and down, in the corner of my eye I saw Zachary smile a little and shake his head. I knew he could see what I was trying to do.
“Elizabeth Dominique,” I introduced myself.
“So, do you play often?” Sam asked sitting next to me. Justin followed his lead and sat on the bleacher below me.
“Not really, I used to but I just never really had much of a challenge, I’m not one for easy kills,” I told them knowing Zachary was still listening. Hopefully he would take the hint that I was still going to kill him, sooner or later. Hopefully sooner……
“I understand, Zach is a hard guy to beat, if you want any harder you’re out of luck,” Justin told me. “Can you give me some pointers?” Typical, I thought, but I don’t think I’m going to take the bait this time.
“Ummmm…… I’m kind of busy settling into my new house. Rain check?” I asked.
“Sure,” Justin replied smiling.
“Justin! Sam! Get over here,” one of the girls from the locker room yelled.
“You’re being summoned,” I told them smiling coyly. “Go, you’ll see me later,” I told them, grabbing my stuff and walking off as the bell rang. “After all, I’m no dream,” I whispered silently. Luckily third period was biology, my favorite class. Unfortunately, I was now the object of stares and whispers and smirks. Seems I was wrong, fourth period was much too late for everyone to know, they already knew and it was the beginning of third period, wonderful. I guess I need to get used to it.
Dumping my biology stuff on the desk I got out a notebook and started doodling. “Elizabeth?” a familiar voice asked. Looking up I saw the object of my hatred for the past 300 hundred years. Wonderful, two vampires I’ve been hunting and am not aloud to kill. I’ll say this again, I HATE school.
“Ryan Slater,” I hissed.
“I hear you’ve seen Zach?”
“Unfortunately, he’s not dead yet if that’s what you’re wondering, but you both will be,” I told him.
Smiling, Ryan shook his head. “Such hostility. I wonder where you get that from, is she still alive?” He asked, referring to my mother.
“Unfortunately for you, yes and she wants her vengeance as much as I do,” I told him, daring him with my eyes to sit down next to me. As if responding to my silent dare, he did and then the teacher walked in. It took all of my concentration to keep from grabbing my knife from my belt and running Ryan through right then in there. The want was so strong it was actually causing me physical pain because I was digging my nails into my palms.
“Do you really want to kill me that badly?” Ryan asked seeing my pain. Giving him a glare I looked away. “Would it make it easier if I let you?” He whispered quietly so the teacher wouldn’t hear us.
“Where’s the challenge in that?” I asked.
“Don’t press any harder if you’d like to keep this away from human attention,” Ryan warned. Apparently I was about to start bleeding, ignoring him, I pressed harder. Removing my nails I felt a warm stream of blood trickle down my hand. Gasping, I glanced towards Ryan who immediately stiffened and stopped breathing. I knew it was too late by how rigid he was sitting and the blackness taking over his eyes. Shit. I had no way to control the bleeding.

ignore the [center] next to the title name, which is Fate by the way.

omg thats amazing im breathless you are definitely meant to be a writer i want to read the next part please it was so awesome!

heres my email you can trust me im only a reader never a stealer i write drama's and vampiric stories every now and then to heelp my writer's block:

aej1394@aol.com

Thanks Ashleigh. I'll try to write as often as possible. It's taken me months just to write that but I've taken lots of breaks i between.

well good luck!
and your velcome darling, i loved it its the best ive read since Blood Promise im serious you are like popular author material

i dont know if id call it better than Blood Promise but i cant say, i havent finished it yet because of school and family and sports. doesnt leave time for much. yay vacation! anyway its funny that you say im popular author material ecause thats exactly what i aim to be, if i can ever get anything finished and to a publisher. might as well get started on my idea for chapter 2. if i finish it you might be able to see it today. thats a big if though. ill be on all day so feel free to message me or something. ill know immediately when i get it.

okey dokey darlin i think it just takes balance

that it does. that it does.

yupp yupp yupppty yupp

lol, nice wording. i'm part way through chpter 2. i stopped to reread so i can get a feel for the story. thats the only time i'll really read whats written.

thank you *bows*
hehe well keep up the good works!

your welcome and i will try