By Grease Coakes
I was upset
that the micro writing event at Book Island was gone when Jackson Arthur left Second Life. I always wrote things about my characters or made random nonsense
in 100 words or so. However I lucked out as I found another writing event. In Second
Life you can find a writing event here or there. Looking at my notices one day,
I happened to see a writing event. I warped in and found out about a writing
area at http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Milk%20Wood/77/64/22
The event I
found on Saturday afternoon happened to be helping authors with their writing
and plot and story. I remember helping a lady with her story about a woman who
committed suicide and the police who were looking to solve her murder. I
offered a suggestion that a janitor good be the POV or point of view she
needed.
But what the
host told me was that the 500 word snatch was held Monday through Friday 6am
and 6pm SLT hosted by different hosts and hostesses throughout the week. In 15
minutes or so you have to write 500 words or so with a word in mind. I cheated
and didn’t use peel for the time I stopped by but the other writers such as
Artemis Danube enjoyed my short story nonetheless. I explained it was a
backstory for one my characters and why he did nefarious things. Here’s part of
Ranger’s backstory.
“You deserve
it! But somehow deep in my heart I know there’s a way to get the money and to
give you a second chance. I saw an email from my friend that maybe be able to
save you. That is if the casino agrees.”
The Casino
boss a black wolf in an Italian suit nodded. “We’d much rather have the money
back instead of ending his life. Much better business that way. Tell you what
Ranger right?” Ranger nodded yes. “We’ll spare Jimmy’s life and instead you owe
us the money. You’re right no way Jimmy will get $100,000. But be warned if you
don’t get the money now your life is in jeopardy. Since you’re putting the life
on the line for your brother I’ll give you extra time. If today is August 22nd
you have until October 22nd.”
Gwen’s story
was fantasy in a woodland setting where the character Abigail strolled through
a forest every night.
His strides
were easily half again as long as her own; Reynardine had no trouble catching
up with Abigail. He took her arm. “My lovely Abigail,” he said. “I’ve brought
you a gift.”
“Oh?”
Abigail stopped in one of the many small clearings ahead of the meadow. “What
kind of gift?”
The Hunter
reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a red apple. “Shall I peel it for
you?”
Abigail
shook her head. “No— and why on earth did you bring me an apple?"
Another
story by Deva was about a pirate close to death.
The Surgeon
placed his hands on the edge of the table, exhausted. The Captain was a very
unhealthy colour and he had no idea if he would survive. Blood seemed to be
everywhere, the table, the floor and even himself. He let his eyes wander to
the severed leg on the floor and he managed to find his voice to order one of
the men “Throw that overboard! He will not want to see it.”
For readers
who use twitter you can follow the writing events at @virtualwriters and learn
more about the various events that happen at the small writing area by visiting
this websiteEven if you’re not a writer and just want to hang out and read other stories feel free to stop by. Perhaps it may inspire your inner writer for you to create characters and to write short stories or the like. Stop by the 500 word snatch and give it a shot. It couldn’t hurt and it’s doubtful you’ll run into a bad situation like Ranger, The Pirate Captain or Abigail. The writers I hung out with were pretty nice but they were pretty malicious towards their characters.
Grease Coakes
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