Áine’s harp
Today was the first day of my Creative Writing course. The syllabus makes it sound like we’d only write creative nonfiction about trees and flowers, but the class actually seems pretty awesome.
It’s very unstructured and open, which is both good and bad. On the one hand, I can write anything I want. On the other, I can write anything I want. Having recently decided to put away the novel I’ve been working on since Fall, I was looking forward to someone pushing me in a direction I might not have gone on my own. I can probably still get that out of this course if I talk to the professor, but since she specializes in creative nonfiction, I might refrain from that. We’ll see how the semester goes.
That aside, tonight’s assignment is to write something, anything, in regards to “nature.” I, regrettably, must use the quotes there. Nature can mean anything — the trees outside your window, to the space surrounding you, even to human nature. It can be literal, figurative, theoretical, philosophical… anything. Anything at all. Did I mention this class is unstructured and open?
On more specific terms, we have to talk about and to nature. Or through it if we so decide. I came up with a few ideas and one poem, but none of them suited my fancy. It wasn’t until I was listening to Amethystium and the song Mystere [click the link to hear the song] started playing that I knew what I had to write about. Several minutes and lots of scribbles later, this is what I have: Read the rest of this entry
Boomslang Vin: Part 2 — The Tutorial
It’s a bit sloppy and longer than I wanted it, but here’s my rewrite of the Guild Wars 2 tutorial, closer to how I feel it should be. As always, comments/criticisms are welcome. I’m new to this style of writing, so any and all advice is helpful. As before, a video of the current tutorial (subject to change before release) is linked at the end.
“Everybody get to the Inn!” someone shouted, “We’ll protect you safe there!”
It was a Seraph Lieutenant. If anyone could fend off the centaur, it would be the Seraph.
I followed the stream of frantic villagers into the Inn in the center of town. Priests of Dwayna tended to wounded soldiers while families huddled together for comfort. Nobody paid me any mind as I weaved through people, looking for a shadow to hide in.
I felt a tug on my pants and looked down to see a young boy, staring up at me with red eyes set in a dirty face.
“Do you know where my mommy is?” he asked.
I knelt next to him, “Are you sure she isn’t in here?”
“I was out playing when they told me to come here. But my mommy was cooking! How will she know to bring the food here?” he spoke between his sniffles.
His mother was probably still in her home, in terrible danger if she was still alive. That meant this boy was in terrible danger of becoming an orphan. An orphan like me.
“Sergeant! There are more centaurs on the other side of town. Captain Thackeray’s calling for reinforcements at the garrison!” I heard a Seraph say.
“It must be serious if he’s asking for help, but I can’t spare anyone.”
The only memento I had from my parents was the broken amulet I wore around my neck. I didn’t even know their names. The Seraph couldn’t help find this boy’s mother, but I could. If I could find his mother and return her safely, I could save this boy from losing everything. Read the rest of this entry
Boomslang Vin, Part 1
Hey guys! As I said in my post yesterday, I’m going to be writing my own story for my Guild Wars 2 character. GW2 already has a Personal Story for your character to follow, it’s just a little lackluster. I will be taking that story and making it better. Hopefully, anyway. I’ll be adding and switching around parts of it, but will try to keep as close to the official story as possible.
This means the story-related content is a mix of Arena Net and myself. I’m taking Arena’s ideas and putting my own spin to it. Consider it like Guild Wars fan-fic. Also, since the beta is over, I’m relying on my memory and youtube videos for much of this. Expect discrepancies until I can play again and get the details right!
Today’s post will be short — just the introduction! I’ll have the tutorial up tomorrow. If you want to see the real intro (though it may change by release), skip to 6:50 in the video at the bottom. Enjoy!
Humans once ruled Tyria. Now, we struggle to hold our ground. We’ve been defeated, driven back, and broken, but we will not surrender. So many nations have fallen. Only Kryta still stands. Our faith is strong, despite the silence of the six gods. With courage, we’ll make our stand in Divinity’s Reach.
The city is my home. I grew up on the streets, an orphan forgotten by society. It’s a hard life, but many can say that these days. I have my friends to keep me strong. I’ve faced the worst this city could throw at me, and persevered.
Hoping to find a way off the streets, I left Divinity’s Reach and traveled to the village of Shaemore. Only instead of opportunity, I found a village under siege by centaurs. Innocent villagers were in danger, and I was, too. My road back to the city blocked, I went forward. I didn’t know it then, but this was the beginning.
This is my story.
