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About Makenag93Location: Maui: Hawaii Home Region: Age:16 Website: http://makena.posterous.com/ Favorite novels: Inheritance Cycle, Inkheart Trilogy, To Kill a Mockingbird, Howls Moving Castle Favorite writers: Kaitlen M, Raven R, Cornellia Funke, Christerpher Paolini, Favorite music: All kinds of music, as long as it is not rap. Non-noveling interests: Photography! |
Joined: Noviembre 1, 2008 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 140 NaNoWriMo buddies: 12
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Brief Author Bio: Nov,24 2009--I was planning to donate, but have not yet... did someone donate in my name?? If you did, and this is not just a glitch. Thanks so much! That was so nice of you, and nano deserves the money! I love writing and I've been doing it ever since i can remember. Maybe even at age 4. I'm also the girl that would rather read/write/take pictures at parties. :) hehe I live in Maui, and plan to have a few write-ins. I'll post the info on the regional forum. Let me know if you are interested in coming to one of them. :) Also, random, but i hate writing Synopsis. And my nano will hopefully feature 'Mr. Ian Woon. :) Participated in NaNoWriMo 08 and failed |
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Synopsis: Paper Scream
Below are my WIP synopsis
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Life in a busy city was never said to be easy, friends, family, work, jobs, gas prices, not to mention relationships--with all of those in one life there is sure to be something to scream about! If you think that life in a big city would give you anonymity think again! When the 'zine 'Paper Scream' is printed personal thoughts and news is shared for everyone to see.
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It's a busy city, and life is full of something to scream about. With the power of a 'zine and
anonymity freedom is found for a group of teenagers.
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A big city zine fosters the sense of community found in small towns, inspiring people to make deeper connections.
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How it all began; Serenity is bound to be the editor of the New York Times, the 'push the envelope'-'break the rules' kind of journalist any college would love to have. Problem is that college mind set dies in the 70'/60's/80's. She's stuck in a big city with hundreds of writers who are just like her--and the teachers are happy with that herd mentality. They all wrote the same thing, thought the same thing and had hardly any passion for it whatsoever. Somehow Serenity had been okay with all this, figuring she'd shine brighter than them all. All that changed when the paper she wrote for was censored and in an act of protest she quit.
Becoming depressed she is left by herself and her half filled high school notebook. Over the weekend she fills it up with all sorts of things, poems, rants, commentaries on life, musings, personal news. As she read over everything she realizes it is quite literary, a paper scream.
That is how it began.
What happened next would surprise everyone. Mystery, romance, censorship, love, community and of course--paper screams. Maybe even a few real life ones too.
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Excerpt: Paper Scream
The words “Rejected” were written in a deep red, right through the center of Serenity’s article. This had never happened before, so there was reason for her to be shocked.
“Mr. Ian Woon,” Serenity said. The college newspaper room was crowded and loud. A sterotype proven right. She moved closer and spoke his name louder.
“What is it?” Mr. Ian Woon turned around and spoke to Serenity annoyadly. He wasn’t even the editor or this newspaper. He wasn’t even the teacher over-seeing the newspaper. He was the Dean/principal. What was he doing here making decisions for which articles to print or not?
“What do you mean by this?” Serenity stood up to her full height of 5’ 11”, she was tall and beautiful enough to be a model. If only she believed that herself, or felt confident in front of a camera. She needed to learn the trick to being photographing well, something that at even 20 years old she had yet to learn. She would someday, she knew that.
“The Daily Foghorn cannot print what contridicts the main newspaper. We cannot do that. Your work was well written, as always.” Mr. Ian Woon paused. “I’ve always been a fan of your writing you know that don’t you?” He blinked and seemed to snap out of this complimentive sense. “But this article is untruths. Something we don’t do.”
“Mr.-“ Serenity tried to explain that she only wrote the truth. She wouldn’t shield the public from anything to dark or unexpected, but she was stopped.
“I know that you think that this,” He held out the double sided sheet of paper. “Is truths and nothing but the real story. It just isn’t done. We don’t go against the police, government, whoever is winning in politic races or our advertisment buyers.” He said the list of people that the Daily Foghorn fast and slurred. “We also don’t go against our alma motters/people that went to school in past years and supports the school with money.” He handed her paper back to her. “Please re-write this and get it to me by tomorrow morning. I’m sure you can use the same quotes that you had for this, so there isn’t much work to be done.” He turned around as if he dismissed her but something struck in Serenity. As if a spark had ignited. She wanted to scream. This was not right. She wouldn’t be silenced.
“No.” She said, rejecting everything that Mr. Ian Woon had said to her.
Mr. Ian Woon did not turn around.
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