Chapter One

Chapter One

A Chapter by Blue Ivory

She stepped on reality when she came home. It was all around her. Clothes were scattered all over the floor-all used, all reeking. She danced about, not realizing what the world she walked in was made of. She had just come home from a night out with her friends. Mice ran for their lives, as her needle-thin heels met the ground, and they hid under broken pots that long needed replacement, but were still in use.

The shoes were a gift from her first friend in this world. Her Utopia, she called it. Her new friends, they kept her company. They partied and they danced. They never discussed their problems, so she figured that their lives were perfect. Whenever they were around, she was so busy laughing that she forgot exactly how piss poor she really was.

Her footsteps were slow and careful. She didn't want to wake up her sick mother. It was late, very late. She softly pushed the door to her room and peeked in. Her mother's eyes were tightly shut. She was as good as dead. She closed the door, and made her way to her own room. She turned on the lights. The room was as dark as before. The electricity bill hadn't been paid.

Melissa was a good kid. So were the people she'd started mixing with. Just because they were rich didn't mean they were delinquents. They all came from good families-just like she used to think she had come from. She sighed as she sat on a creaky chair and took off her shoes. Her bed was full of clothes that needed folding. But she didn't have the energy to put them into drawers. She looked around at the cobwebs on her ceiling. Her life was miserable.

Stashed in her purse, she found the number of the theater worker she was taking out on a group date the next day. She smiled as she remembered the effect of his electric blue eyes against his dark brown hair. So would she stay out another day just for the sake of her happiness? Yes, yes she would.


© 2013 Blue Ivory


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First...hello. I'm kimmer; nice to meet you, and thank you for the friend request. I'm always thrilled to read writers of chapters.

Now. Let's do this ;-)

That opening sentence is money in the bank, as is the second.

"Clothes were scattered all over the floor-all used, all reeking." --it's a minor technicality but one worth noting nonetheless. Use a double hyphen when representing a dash, otherwise it looks as though you are saying "floor-all" instead of "floor--all used..."

"She danced about, not realizing what the world she walked in was made of." --this sentence is incongruous with what you tell us later. She does realize what the world she walked in was made of. She is fully aware of it. She refers to herself as "piss poor" and the lecky hasn't been paid. She knows. And the verb "danced" in this context is a bit...light, I think, for the situation. Meh, just saying.

Love the mice running for their lives. It does two things. One, it shows there are mice in her flat, which adds to the scene, and two, it shows a bit of humor in the telling of this tale. Well done there.

"Her new friends, they kept her company." --this is how people talk, and, admittedly, this is only the first chapter I've read so I don't know if this rather conversational tone is one in which you've written the entire book, but...to my ear, it sounds a bit casual. Perhaps if you just said "Her new friends kept her company." State it as a fact of information.

"...so she figured that their lives were perfect..." --oh man, Siren, how much do I hate hate hate the word "that" used in this context...you're about to find out ;-) The word "that" used in this context is a do-nothing useless waste of space and I implore you (I, in fact, implore EVERYBODY *laugh*) to go through your writing and fine every single "that" and read the sentence in which it is placed and if it still makes sense without the b*****d "that" remove it with a bloody quickness. It is USELESS...thank you.

"She softly pushed the door to her room and peeked in." --I didn't know, at first, the "her" in this sentence referred to the mother. Just a small thing, but it tripped me up a bit.

"She closed the door, and made..." --Unnecessary comma.

"Just because they were rich didn't mean they were delinquents." --See, now, this is the opposite to what I would have thought. Poor people in my culture are generally regarded as delinquents. It's neither right nor wrong, just giving you my gut reaction.

"She looked around at the cobwebs on her ceiling." --But the room is dark...remember? No lecky.

"So would she stay out another day just for the sake of her happiness? Yes, yes she would." --I don't understand this. Setting aside the conversational feel of the sentence, the "So" and the "Yes, yes she would." I don't get it. What does it mean, "would she stay out another day just for the sake of her happiness?" Some reference would be helpful.

Okay. All in all it's not terrible, really. You've got a lot of really good bones here, and some genuine gems. I think my only advice to you would be to try to flesh this out a bit. Give us some more background noise. And by that I mean, show me the squalid rooms in which she lives. Show me a little flashback of the evening she just had and hold it next to the grim reality that is her Real Life. Don't burden me with too many details, not in the first chapter, but give me something...anything...to let me know where this girl is.

Great job. Writing a book is hard, dude, I know from where I speak, and to tackle it at 17 is quite commendable. I started writing at 12. 30 years later ;-) I'm finally finishing my novel. Keep up the hard work. And thanks so much for sharing this with us.

I hope I was able to help.

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

First of all, I really appreciate that you took the time to review me so thoroughly. I'm glad you li.. read more
KAOlmsted

11 Years Ago

I'm so pleased I was able to offer you some sound guidance and the explanation for the "that" made m.. read more
Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

Thank you :)



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Good poignant write in the last paragraph think you meant number. Interesting write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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woah this is really sad. an very artistic. you really drew a depressing picture in my mind, which is good :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


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