Sorry

Sorry, guys I don't really have anything to write for today, and sorry for the lack of effort to update yesterday. But let's see what I can do today.

As the Sky turned the color of the autumn leaves I looked on in awe
The clouds covered what remained of the sunlight as the moon came out from hiding

Sorry, guys, I wish I had something else, I really do. Although, I wish I could get more inspiration for my writing, any suggestions?
Anyway, I hope you guys can forgive me. I'll try harder to get something out to you guys each week, but thanks for sticking with me, guys, I appreciate it.

Hmmmm, Let's do an Interactive Story!

Ok, I've got nothing to write, so this is what I'm going to do:
I may do things like an exception to those times where I have nothing else to write, I'll do an improvised poem or story, so, let's see what I can pull off.

The wind howls through the night sky, the forest dimly lit by the moon. Leaves crunch softly as I walk on the forest floor. A pack of meat and furs on my back. Seeing my cabin up ahead, I pick up my pace. I'd hate to be out here when the wolves come out.
Entering the warmth of my cabin, and greeted by my husband and two children. I dump the sack on the table.
"I'll go sell them tomorrow, I'll be off to the trading post anyhow," I said when my daughter asked what I was going to do with the furs.
"Can I go with you?" she asked hopefully.
"No, my child," I replied. "It is much too dangerous for you, maybe when you are older."
She looked at me, clearly disappointed.

That's all I'm writing today, this might be an interactive story, you guys decide what happens: what is the title? Where does the Character do? What are the character's names? What are their likes and dislikes? You guys decide!
Well, that's all from me, have a great day, guys!

What to write, what to write....

Ok, I'll come clean here, I haven't really thought about what I was going to write for today, so I hop you guys don't mind if I post a poem I wrote for my English class. Our teacher is assigning us to do an "I Am From" poem, I was going to do an acrostic poem of my name but you guys understand  I like keeping my true identity a secret, right?
well, here it is, I guess.

I am from the Grandmother who taught me to love,
I am from the Mother who taught me importance,
I am from the Father who taught me fear,
I am from the Stepfather who taught me to laugh,
I am from the Uncle who taught me games,
I am from the stuffed bear who taught me I'm never alone.
I am from the friends who taught me to play along,
I am from the cultural restaurants who taught me to explore,
I am from the camp who taught me to have fun,
I am from the church who taught me to believe.
I am from the books who taught me imagination,
I am from the bottles of nail polish who taught me to experiment.
I am from the boy who taught me friendship,
i am from the children who taught me to care for others
I am from the people, places, and things who taught me to live.

So, how is it? Don't give me too much of a hard time in the comments, this is just a rough draft. But if you have suggestions about anything please feel free to leave them in the comments.
Until next time, Good Bye!

Elven War story piece

I suppose you guys are wondering where the bits of "Elven War" is. Good news is, I will post the first bit today. But first, (this is where you guys groan in unison) I will tell you what my story is about.
This story is about two princesses (this is where you guys start thinking my story is for little girls). One princess is Princess Monica of the kingdom of Taressa, also known in my story as the human princess. The other princess is Princess Alarah of the Forest Elves, also knows as the  elven princess. (This is where you all perk you're heads up and start thinking this is going to be an actually interesting story.) And that's all I'm telling you right now, even though I should tell you if they band together, well, you can tell by the clip of story i'm giving you today.

In the vast open landscape, I spot a small figure in the distance.
"Alarah, look!" I point.
She inspects the figure closely, "It looks like it's coming this way."
She was right, this figure gradually got bigger as we went.
"What is it?" I asked.
"A man on horseback," she replied. "Unarmed."
"Or so it seems," I say. "Be on your guard either way."
She nods, placing a hand on her bow.
We slowed our horses to a walk as the charcoal color horse and it's master approached us. I drew my sword from my back, and Alarah loaded an arrow into her bow. The figure took a crossbow from it's back and loaded an arrow into it, pointing it at us. Alarah pulled back her bow and I readied my sword.
The figure's horse slowed as it approaches us, eventually coming to a stop.
"State your identity immediately," I declared.
The figure hesitates. "I am Jasper, of the River Side Elves" he stated. "Who are you?"
"I am Princess Monica of the Kingdom of Taressa, and this is Princess Alarah of the Forest Elves."
He grinned."Princesses, huh? where are your crowns?"
"Don't mock us," Alarah sneered and strengthened the grip on her bow. "I cannot hold my grip forever."
"I will lower my weapon if you lower yours" said Jasper. I hesitated before before lowering my sword, in case he tried to do anything. Alarah did the same.
Jasper uncovered his hood (wait, what?! Listen, guys, this is still a work in progress) before lowering his crossbow. He, indeed, looked like an elf. He had long, pointed ears, long white hair, and deep sea-green eyes. He wasn't bad looking either, but I shook away that fact. Cross-race loving was very strictly forbidden in these lands.
"Why have you approached us in such a manner?" asked Alarah.
He cocked an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I? The river-side elf kingdom isn't far from here. a scout reported you where seen crossing the river. I just came to investigate"
"Or," I began "You're a rogue elf trying to see if you can play us into giving you what you want. Nice story, but we need to be on our way,"I commanded Cocoa into a trot but Jasper stopped me.
"You're right," he said "I am  a rogue, but i was sent here while I was in the kingdom,"
"How can we be sure?" Asked Alarah.
"By coming with me," he replied, and commanded his horse into a trot as he began to head to a nearby forest. 
Alarah and I looked at each other. She nodded, I sighed. Then we followed Jasper into the woods.

So that's my "small" clip for today, don't forget to leave comments in the comment section below. I will write to you all next Saturday.