Since today is a kind of a braindead day – must be Tuesday – and seeing other people’s writing can sometimes lead to feelings of inadequacy (especially when Autocorrect has to come to the rescue), let’s go down memory lane and see what sort of things I was up to in middle school. That’s always good for a laugh.
In no particular order:
- A pair of middle school kids get possessed by ghosts who live in the garnet studs on their glasses (green garnet for the boy, red garnet for the girl) and magically fall in love.
- A blind seer accidentally kidnaps a man who wandered, injured, into her cave, and who subsequently gets captured by evil villagers and has to be rescued.
- The Pirate Story, lovingly ripped off from Pirates of the Caribbean and a romance book I read in sixth grade, with a highly amusing misunderstanding of the way drunkenness works and a gunner named Romulus. Rampant abuse of the Stockholm Syndrome trope. Also the first story I’d ever written (and finished) that made it past fifty pages.
- A girl magically travels through time for no apparent reason and, through her intense nerdery and love of Ancient Egypt, learns to decipher spoken Ancient Egyptian and falls in love with Thutmose III.
- A princess in a fantastical pseudo-medieval court named Aiden disguises herself as a boy named Aidenof and … I don’t really remember, but I think there were dragons involved. I mostly just remember that her nom de guerre was created through an unfortunate accident of “add to dictionary” and I decided I liked it.
- Two high school kids (a Jock Boy and a Nerd Girl) magically fall through, uh, a portal in the air? And enter this alternate universe, again with a fantastical pseudo-medieval theme. The boy becomes a … knight? I think? And the girl becomes a bar maid, and they live in this world for a solid five years or so before … banding together to defeat … somebody? An evil prince? Something like that. And then they fall in love, yadda yadda, they get married, and they both fall back through the portal to the same homecoming dance they had left, only a split second having passed in the real world. I remember writing extensive notes and snippets on this universe and then not writing a lick more of actual scenes.
Dang. Some of these would actually be pretty cool if I revisited them now and took the time to work out the plot holes and characterization.
Maybe I should start writing romance novels?