Genre: Satire, Humor & Parody
About AquadestinyLocation: Poole, Dorset Home Region: Age:22 Website: http://arach-aisling.livejournal.com/ Favorite novels: Harry Potter series, Earthsea series, The Hobbit, Sabriel Favorite writers: Jk Rowling, Tolkein, Ursula le Guin Garth Nix Favorite music: Random mix, usually instrumental only Non-noveling interests: reading, acting, swimming, badminton. |
Joined: November 1, 2007 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 38 NaNoWriMo buddies: 8
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Brief Author Bio: 23 year old call centre employee for Job Centre Plus. Been in Poole for over a year but hoping to be able to go to teaching college in a year or so . |
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Synopsis: Squabbledom
I do like the idea of birds being able to write, and if they could I bet some of them would write stuff just like this. Have you ever looked out of the window only to see a huge Gull scatter a bunch of crows or magpies? Or seen the way the little birds sometimes glare at ones that are ten times their size, as though they’re plotting to kill them? If not, I bet you think I’m crazy to think that birds would think like this, but let’s put it this way: The family Corvidae, which includes birds like Crows, Ravens, Rooks and Magpies has some of the world’s most intelligent birds. Magpies have been shown to be self-aware. That is that they can recognise the other bird in a mirror as themselves. The only other animals that can do this are: Humans, Asian Elephants and most of the great Apes, and maybe one or two others. Now tell me that those things are bird brained. If Dinosaurs hadn’t gone extinct the raptors probably would have learned to use tools eventually and we all know that birds did branch off from dinosaurs a little over 70 odd million years ago.
What follows is a fictional account of the logs that several different bird species would write during a war that involves the vast majority of species living in a small, coastal town on the South coast of England. Of course the reason the war even started has kind of been lost over the generations, so the various factions have decided to write down what happens every day to try to work it out. You decide whether or not they actually get anywhere.
Excerpt: Squabbledom
. Honestly, though, the way those Gulls work, you’ve really got to watch them, they’ll attack you from behind the minute you can’t see them. Not that I’d ever turn my back on a Gull. It gets some really weird looks but I tell you better looking like an idiot than waking up dead, that’s what my old man always told me anyway. I have no idea what it’s like to wake up dead of course, might be quite nice for all I know. Of course my old man would be able to tell me, but he’s dead now and I don’t think he will ever be able to tell me until I wake up dead one morning as well... and that kind of defeats the purpose... I think I’ve somehow managed to break my brain. I didn’t even know you could do that. I hope it can get repaired, I don’t want to have a permenatly broken brain. I don’t know what to do to get it fixed though... I wonder if Craock knows... oh yeah, he wants to see me doesn’t he, and that means he’s annoyed.... ok scratch that idea. I wonder who I could ask though, I need to get my brain fixed! I wonder if one of the Jays knows? They’re almost as smart as us magpies after all and they have much better memories too. Yeah I think I’ll go ask one of the Jays how to fix my brain, much better than annoying Craock any more than I have. What have I done to upset him anyway? I mean I know I’ll find out from him when I eventually go to see him but I want to be prepared, you know?
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