Shrinking and Expanding or Just Growing

I'm going for CF camp tomorrow so I'll leave you to read this post while I'm gone. I'm super rushing now cause I have to wake up 5 am tomorrow.

I recently had trouble fitting into my jogging shoes. So I'm writing this short story about the feeling everyone goes through when they can't fit into their favourite clothes or gear. Oh, and I dedicate this to Ara, for encouraging me and just for fun.

The steady thumps of his footsteps were muffled by the fallen leaves strewn all across the forest floor. It was mushroom season. And as a tradition in his family everyone had to go and pick as many edible mushrooms in the Lickle Forest. The mushrooms would then be cooked over a roaring fire and served as a feast.

He grumbled silently to himself. Who cares about mushrooms and traditions. All this time he could be doing more profitable things like video taping birds in the sky. He gingerly splash across a stream. Now his shoes was stained. His favourite shoes which were woven from scratch by his beloved grandmother. Mushrooms, mushrooms and mushrooms. Stupid umbrella shaped -Was that a crunchycornyshroom?

The purplish green mushroom was rarely spotted in the area and some say it had magical powers that could do who knows what. And there it was, lying just beside a clump of bamboo plants. There were a few tapioca plants nearby, too. If he managed to dig out the tubers, his family was in for a feast like no other. Anyway, the crunchy-something-shroom stood there harmless and beautiful.

He tiptoed nearer and touched it. Murderous pain burned every single cell in him and his clothes started to rip. His shoes were disintegrated. His gloves lay in shreds on the damp ground. He was now taller than the trees. He could just make out his mother sitting idly beside the barbecue pit where the mushrooms were suppose to be roasted. Suddenly, his body stopped expanding. He was probably thousands of feet tall. Shoes, clothes everything all thorn. Well, at least he had a nice birds eye view from up here.

Yea I know it's lame, but I'm in a rush you see. So enjoy reading and have a good hols.

Pn Poga says...

Passed up my commonwealth essay a week ago and I got it back yesterday-marked. To my surprise it was reviewed by my sis' English teacher-Pn Poga. But then, she's the panitia for English, right?

To be honest, I kind of liked my essay...till now. I finally see it from a different point of view; it is actually quite FUN! Well, her remarks on my essay weren't the main cause. I just read through the whole thing again and criticized it like a normal reader would do." this writer ah..." I didn't have the energy or motivation to do that when I wrote it. Another factor was my friends essay. It was totally awesome Jus!

Anyway, first I had a super interesting beginning in my head for weeks and when I sat down to write it, everything burst forth and reached a dead end. That's the problem when you don't plan the plot. I was literally hoping that some idea would pop up in my head while I was writing but it just didn't happen this time. Eventually, I cracked my head, staying up late at night and it all produce a exciting-turn-monotonous essay. SIGH, this experience has discouraged me a lot. Thus, I decided to buck up and read more. Simple, but for me it's hard because not every book's storyline is as exciting to me as the grammar, no offence though.

Okay, here's some random thing that just popped into my head. I'll like to ask those writers, whether you have experienced this:

You had many ideas all along so when you sit down to write you'll try your best to include all the points, right? What happens when you just can't fit a point in? I mean, for example you have lots of points but there is one point that you thought of that is very important. So when you write the essay or script, you put in all the points and left out the important ones. And the situation of the essay makes it in such a way that if you put in the point at that moment, you'll either go out of topic or the points you put in earlier wouldn't make sense or that important point would look awkward sitting right at the bottom of that paragraph. I'll give an example:

Larry killed the men and ran off. (sorry that's the simplest I could thing off.) He walked down the lane looking behind him. finally he swerved into a dark alley and entered the tunnel leading to Rob's place. Once inside, He was shocked to see the place in a state of commotion.

okay, take that example. Now, let's say I forgot to add in another character which is very important for him to come out at that scene. The character is Larry's college old friend that was at the murder scene and went along to Rob's place. It is a lame example but doesn't it seems that I have reached a dead end and I'll need to rearrange the story? I mean, I can't just put "random fact: Larry's partner bill was with him during the murder", right? Wow, it's difficult to explain but I hope I didn't confuse you. So please tell me, whether you have experienced this?

But my reading didn't start off really well. Today, I learnt a new word: castrate....and it's disgusting. Now I'm getting ideas for my next essay....heh heh.