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Join Date: Nov 2012
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I am trying to dip my feet in several genres right now; a little bit of horror, sci-fi, comedy, poetry. I'll give away the plot to one of my stories that's about ready to go. A spec-ops agent, named Jack, is a very bad man who does bad things for the government. He is privy to all the latest tactics and technology. He cold and ruthless and very skilled. Well he underestimates a target and is killed. When he dies he goes to hell for a few seconds. He sees that the realm he is in reacts to his thoughts and fears. The environment changes based on his own thoughts, his personal hell as they say. He is attacked by demons and he fights back vainly. He's holding onto a piece of the demon's tattered clothing when he is revived. Instead of being terrified and doing the right thing which is turning his life around he decides to turn this piece of cloth over to his superiors to develop technology to open a portal to hell and weapons that will work in hell. The rough title right now is INVASION: Hell. It's a romantic comedy....no, no it's murder mystery....ok you got me, it's horror based. I did this story just to have something in horror, I'm not a devil worshipper or anything like that. I like how it turned out though, some scurry shiet in there. Also I like poetry and I have a collection that I would like to self-publish but I have no idea how many poems you need to make a sizeable collection? I'll share one with you that made an ex cry...I didn't think it was THAT good but it really got to her for some reason.... ----- paths that never meet Winding winding winding at times so close but destined never to meet There is a path made for you And one made for me Around and over and back and still winding through the trees and winding through the hills Two seperate lives going their seperate ways Sharing only memories If only for today I think our paths meet on the road up ahead But they are once again diverging instead Maybe this is all we'll ever be two seperate paths that never quite meet ---- ...well there's some of my writing...critique me harshly! And let me know what work of yours I can view such as that e-book! |
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