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The Second Death
Please Remember Me
Please Remember Me - Lemmy.World
It’s been a minute, sad the competition didn’t work out (not many submissions). Here with something I wrote for another competition that I lost. Paying to join a competition, losing, and getting an automated rejection letter sucks. Would have loved at least a singular human sentence. Anyway, hope you enjoy my little story!
An exercise in atmosphere: Orbit
An exercise in atmosphere: Orbit - Lemmy.World
I wrote this as an exercise in creating a specific atmosphere, focusing on sentence length and structure. I found this interesting excerpt discussing “writing music” from Gary Provost, and thought I’d give it a try. What sort of atmosphere/vibe do you get from this story? Let me know to help me improve my writing! All feedback is appreciated.
It was pitch black, an empty void. The only indication that there was any end to it at all was the echoes bouncing back and forth against the walls with his first step.
The sound slowly grew in volume throughout the following minute. The man didn’t move a muscle for several seconds, while the sound amplified in volume. The echo across the walls faltered. With this, a soft humming sound shook the room, almost too low to hear it.
Jack moved his head around, reaching his hands out in the dark, with the booming quieting, he felt safe to continue figuring out where he was.
He reached towards the floor and moved his hand back and forth, feeling the grass prickle his fingers. It was damp, from a cool humid night. The blades of grass each echoed the sound of the smallest blades being unsheathed. Normally unheard, but now the sound jumped back and forth. At first the hair on Jack’s forearm stood like a scared kitten, his heart beat hastening, and the hum grew.
He carefully took his hand off the grass, but the blades soon after became real, the echoes ripping through his skin, leaving flecks of blood across his arm. He held his tongue, careful not to make a sound; to make things worse. But his heart had other plans. While it continued to beat the humming turned to a roar in the distance.
Petrified, he tried to keep still for as long as humanly possible, but the gentle roar became the voice of a lion crying out just before him.
Soon enough Jack yearned for the blades of sound to return, to rip through his skin, rather than remain in the room. As the storm grew so did his heart: he could feel every beat, perfectly in sync with the sound drumming against his chest.
No longer silly little waves, but now a boulder, pushing him to the wall. With a loud thud he fell to the ground. His life flashed before his eyes even before his death, for he knew what came next.
The thud made its way across the room, shook the walls and returned to Jack while he cried in agony. He pulled at the grass with tears falling across his face. Shaking and writhing in pain, covered in a blanket of blood. His tears fell across his body, salt to a wound, he let out a final cry.
There was a silence, filled with anxiety for the next boom. And eventually it came, but no echo came with it. The walls fell to rubble, but Jack couldn’t get up. He lay in the grass kept warm by his own blood around his neck, waiting for the will to get up again.
Writing competition: Echos in the dark
Writing competition: Echos in the dark - Lemmy.World
Since I got so many updoots on my proposed writing competition the other week, and no response neither positive or negative from the mods, I’ve decided to go through with it. Write in the comments below a short story, essay, or piece of poetry based on the prompt “Echos in the dark”. The winner will be determined by whoever has the most updoots within 7 days. I’d highly recommend you start writing straight away to get the most eyes on your work. I too will be writing something for fun, but won’t be included as a possible winner. The winner of the competition will be announced in a separate post, either just winning bragging rights, or will get a shout out to any social medias or websites they’re working to promote.
How to get a virtual phone number?
How to get a virtual phone number? - Lemmy.World
I have a website setup and am trying to get ad revenue (wordpress.com [http://wordpress.com] site). Issue is that I need a Paypal account, for which I need a phone number and bank account from the same country. I have Canadian bank stuff, but no Canadian phone number. I’ve checked out skype, viber, textnow, openphone, and a few other services but none work (because I’m in Lebanon and they require a phone number to sign up). Any ideas? A VPN won’t work since most services are requiring that I sign in using my phone number, which is Lebanese.
Would any of you guys be interested in a mini writing competition?
Would any of you guys be interested in a mini writing competition? - Lemmy.World
I was thinking about how to bring a bit of life into this community, and I was thinking that a weekly writing competition would be great. Perhaps instead of just short stories, we could include a further focus on poetry, short essays, and of course still including short stories. I think the prompts could be less restrictive than those on r/writingprompts over on Reddit and similar communities; instead they could be things like “Gaza-Israeli conflict”, opening the floor to poetry, essays, commentaries, or short stories. Would love to see your prompt suggestions. Furthermore, how would the voting go? Perhaps the mods could help with that, perhaps it could be based on the Lemmy voting system? This has been the most difficult part for me to figure out so far. In place of a cash prize (I’m broke), I think a shout out to any websites, social media pages, or just your Lemmy account right here could work as a prize. Would love to see what you guys think: prompts, choosing winners, a larger platform for shout outs to make the prize more enticing.
How do you setup your writing environment?
Finally made a website to share my works!
Finally made a website to share my works! - Lemmy.World
Used WordPress.com [http://WordPress.com] to make the website, wasn’t the worst experience. I’m going to get the pro version and buy myself an actual domain soon enough, but it’s been fun sharing my stuff online in any capacity. Constructive criticism is encouraged and appreciated!