Monthly Archives: May 2013

Finally Broken: Story Extract

“My very last ounce of control has finally slipped out of reach. I welcome the tears and finally let go, stumbling against the wall. My back slides down the surface until I make contact with the floor, hugging my knees, howling into the sleeves of my clothes. All the frustration and raw pain hits me at full force knocking the wind right out of me.

I lost the fight, crumbling like the edges of a cliff being beaten by relentless waves. I’m not even angry anymore, just defeated. I wish I didn’t have to live in this shell of a body, for nothing for no one. It’s just not worth it anymore. I don’t know why I was brought into this world. I give and I give only to be used and cast aside. Even through my silent outburst nobody knows my pain.

Tomorrow they will see a smile etched upon my face. Nobody will really take notice and look into my puffy, lifeless eyes.

Curled up and broken I let the pain wash over me and lay on the bathroom floor until sunlight filters through the window…”

Written by Ling Lee (26/05/13).

Today is a new day. This character is distraught and has been dealt one too many hardships in life. Most days people just plod along through their sorrows but sometimes people break, some can never be fixed again.

Sorry for the dreary tones but I find these words jump out of me, bursting to be released. Don’t try to fight everything alone, it’s ok to ask for help.

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Black: Writing Extract

“Any inspiration I had has suddenly vanished to be replaced by a vast span of emptiness. Black surrounds me from head to toe. Black hair, eyebrows, shirt, fingernails, trousers and shoes. Black is what I’ve become. An entity of darkness to match my sunken moods.

I sit there staring at nothing in particular, but staring none the less. I try to conjure up anything except darkness and glimpse only the many textures of black. Shiny like newly laid tarmac, matt like a painted canvas, rough like the coals on an unlit fire.

There’s no explanation and no logical reason but it happens of its own volition. An immense void that simultaneously suffocates and drowns me. I reach with frantic, clawing hands that fail to grasp hold of anything to keep me from falling. I’ve learnt to accept it as a part of who I am.

At first it was overwhelming to be alone and you feel like nobody understands you. Then little by little you learn that no one can help you, even if they understand. They can only stick by you until you grow strong enough to drag your sorry backside back into reality…”

Written by Ling Lee (25/05/13)

I can’t focus but I’m not entirely sure why. I just know I feel physically exhausted and mentally drained. I’m waiting for the moment to pass so I can jump right back up and think in colour. I apologise for the dreary outburst but what needs to be done has been done.

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Sleepless Nights: Story Extract

“Drowsy and lethargic, she is rolled up tight in the duvet. Feet tucked in close to her body, like a child who is afraid of the night, she has her body hidden deep within the covers. A false feeling of safety washes over her as she battles the confusion in her mind.

Images flash in and out of her mind, those of pale skinned, sunken eyed beings hunting her, chasing her. Adrenaline rushes through her veins as she waits for the golden sunlight to exorcise her nightmares, heart pounding furiously as each face taunts her every time she falls into a deep slumber.

Lately her nightmares have taken a turn. More intense, more vivid. She wakes up sitting bolt upright, silently screaming, mouth wide open, tears streaming down her face but no sounds escape her. She fears for her safety in the depths of the night, faces haunt her reaching closer with every dream.

Shaking under the covers, knees pulled up to her chins, she rocks, trying to evade sleep, but her eyelids remain closed as she feels a spell of exhaustion lull her into a semi conscious wake…”

Written by Ling Lee (21/05/13).

Tortured by nightmares, being gifted with the sight, she doesn’t understand it so she fears it. Being pulled into a world where vampires really exist, she fights with logical reasoning to stay sane.

I’m really enjoying every moment of inspired words. I hope I can make use of these extracts and piece them all together for a novel.

Please keep up with my journey and keep supporting me all!! X

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First Blood part 2: Story Extract

“She screams at the sight before her. Feathers, blood and dead chickens lay in the middle of her barn. Instead of running back into the house she wanders closer to the heap of bodies for a closer look. Broken legs and necks, but none of the flesh had been mauled at. Confused, she keeps thinking until one word springs to mind… Vampire. Then she scolds herself at even considering there is such thing in real life, yet she can’t think of a logical reason for this attack. An animal attack would have left guts strewn around the area, more mess and less flesh on the bodies. She knows because it has happened before. The bodies would be torn apart, but these bodies just look dead and possibly drained of blood. What an unusual find. She shuffles back to the barn entrance in her well worn slippers. Clutching at her robes from the chill of the night air. The barn door is destroyed, one side hanging off a broken hinge. Wooden planks broken, sharp ends protruding in different directions. It looks like something crashed into the barn with a lot of force.

Coming to her senses, she realises the possible dangers lurking in the night and turns to rush back to the house and report her findings to the police. Calm and collected, she dials the number, soon after, the police come round to record the nights events, they finally leave with photographs and sheets of paperwork for their case. Once they have left she checks her windows and doors before heading back upstairs to her welcoming bed.

Tossing and turning, exhausted but sleep alludes her, she gets up and wanders over to the bathroom. She stares into the mirror and gets a feeling of someone watching her. Not one to be paranoid she turns to look over her shoulder, a silhouette clearly stands outside her window…”

Written by Ling Lee (19/05/13).

Not such an exciting extract but the next part none the less. I feel like this vampire story could be a start to my first novel. Toying around with a few ideas of story lines and subject matter. I don’t want to give up too much of the story so I might write part 3 from my vampires point of view, then keep the rest of this piece secret until later on. I’m really enjoying finally taking another small step closer towards my dream.

Thank you all for staying with me through this journey. Especially Charlie Cooper for your support at every turn! X

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Book Review #26: Return to Paradise by Simone Elkeles

I rate this book 4.5 out of 5 stars.

(Finished Reading 18/05/13
My 25th book this year.)

This is Book 2 of the Leaving Paradise series.

Maggie is now more confident, daring and stronger. Caleb is still very much the same. Being dragged into the police station for a drug related offence, he has no choice but to call his previous transition counsellor from when he was released early from a juvenile detention centre.

The book brings Maggie and Caleb together to battle out their confused feeling for one another. Both very much needing one another but finding it very difficult to overcome all the troubles in their way.

This book focuses on a group going on a month long trip to various outreach centres to teach other youngsters the importance of abiding by the law and how recklessness can ruin lives.

We meet a group of very unique characters who struggle to get along. Each with their own stories to reveal about what they did that changed their lives forever. Through sharing their hardships they bond and form mismatched friendships.

A very enjoyable book. Yet again a little too short. But otherwise I loved this book and would definitely recommend this to other readers. I could read Simone Elkeles books all day long. She is an amazing author who needs to keep up the great work. I love bad boys and girls who get caught up with them.

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First Blood: Story Extract

“Crazed in an unstable frenzy of bundled up nerves. I’ve woken up with sensory overload. My eyes are stinging at every streak of light, scrunching them up tight, I try to cover them with my open palms. In the darkness I can hear worms wriggling through the earth, mice scurrying across floorboards, the rush of blood bursting through bodies with every beat of the heart.

I’m aware of an unbelievable thirst and find myself scampering, part running, trying to hold my body upright as I head for the first source of water echoing up the well. I trip and fall almost head first at the rough stone ridge of the well. Gripping the edge to stabilise myself, it crumbles in my hand like a digestive biscuit. I stare in awe for a split second before grabbing the handle and turning for the bucket to bring up the thirst quenching water. My throat is parched, the inner walls are so dry it feels like my throat has closed up and stuck together.

I can hear the chickens in the nearby barn, hay shuffling across the concrete floor as they ruffle their feathers to keep warm in their peaceful slumber. Desperately dehydrated, the bucket finally reaches the opening as I grab it and dunk my mouth and nose into the water, gulping like my life depended on it. I rear back and splutter, gasping for air and choking at this seemingly foreign liquid, tasting of dirt. My throat constricts as my body tenses, listening to the dull thud of every beat, pushing the blood through veins and arteries. My thoughts run wild as my hands tear at my hair, I smell the metallic tinge of iron as a clump of hair comes away in my hand. Suddenly I realise my situation, hazy memories flicker in and out of my mind. I was left for dead, but I am now awake and standing. My posture awkward, my crazy thirst driving me wild. Honed in instincts of survival kicking in as all I can hear is the blood rush and all I can smell is the metallic taste of blood.

I turn in the direction I came from sprinting as fast as I can, I burst through the barn doors, scaring the chickens into a wide eyed frenzy of beating feathers and increased heart rates. Excitement runs through me as I lick my lips and grab the nearest chicken by the legs and I feel something snap, it’s wing’s flapping at me trying to escape my grasp. All I can hear is it’s blood, teasing me with it’s warmth. Without another thought, My other hand grabs it along the neck, I tear into it’s throat, getting a mouthful of feathers. I can’t decide if I should swallow them along with the blood or stop to spit them out. My need for the blood is too strong. I can’t stop. The blood spurts at my face, down my chin, as the chicken finally stills, I realise it is dying but I continue to drink from this makeshift flask until there’s not a drop left.

Such a small animal and so little blood. I throw away the remains and reach out for the next body. This time pausing to rip out the feathers around its neck and tucking its wings into its body to make an easier meal. Somewhere into my 5th drink, I seem to have gained an ounce of control. My ears pick up a new sound, of feet shuffling across the short grass. A new delicious smell, sweet as honey, a much louder rhythm sings through her veins. I panic as I realise I’m about to drain her if she comes any closer, so I bolt out of the back of the barn and sprint like a wild animal escaping, running for my life.

I stand, shaking, staring at my hands. Seeing the bloody mess I have made. My eyes seem to be adjusting as the shadows dance in the night. I stop to listen out for the beautiful, brave woman and count slowly, hoping to stay in control…”

Written by Ling Lee (16/05/13).

My love for vampires never die. An eternal love for this immortal creature. It’s immense beauty and strengths; hearing, sight and speed. Hope you all enjoy this as much as I did. I’m trying to merge 2 ideas into one book.

Excitement floods into me with every word that escapes my mind. Happiness fills my being with every read and every comment you all leave for me. Many thanks for your time and support. X

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Blood Thirst: Story Extract

“What a dark night, without a single star to decorate this open canvas, only the moon shining proud and strong.

I instinctively sniff the air for my next meal of fresh human blood. Starved for days in a hope to kill my addiction but this feral need has taken control. The faint smell of warm iron flooding through a body, I hear her heart pump an erratic beat as her feet pounds the pavement, with every other beat, exhaling in bursts of breathlessness.

She is running for all the wrong reasons. She should be running away from me but her scent grows stronger with every step closer towards me, oblivious to danger. My face twitches as I fight to keep my canines from appearing. Sweat drips from the back of her ear, down her neck. I tilt my head back and close my eyes, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves. Realising my mistake as her scent travels through my nose up my nostrils, hitting me right in the gut as my canines painfully extend.

Razor sharp nails cut into my palms as I struggle to stop myself from rushing over and draining her life right before her very eyes. The pain in my hands not nearly enough to distract me from my hunger for her blood. I watch her with a predatory snarl, straining against my humanity. I don’t want to kill her but in my current state she doesn’t have a chance. I can almost feel the skin on her neck against my lips, taste the iron warmth trickle into my mouth. My throat is dry, very dry. My tongue darts across my teeth, desperate for a taste of her life.

Two and a half days, the longest I have managed without blood so far. Now I leave that thought behind as I slip through the shadows to quench both my thirst and hunger.

Her eyes wide in shock, gazing right at me, I don’t know why I’m looking at her. Guilt crushes me as I feel her beg me to stop through the gurgling blood in her throat. I hesitate for a second as her eyes call out a silent plea, my breath catches as I realise she is still alive. Her heart still beating a light pitter patter and her breathing is staggered. I slow to a stop as I cradle her limp body against my own. I lick her wounds closed. Her life floods through my veins as her eyes drift open and closed, with every blink I feel my strength return.

I realise this is the first time I have fed without killing. Now I pace frantically considering my options. I can’t erase her mind now that she has fallen unconscious in my arms, I can’t risk leaving her out in the street in case she wakes to remember me. I don’t want to kill her which leaves me two choices. Do I take her back to my house or hers? …”

Written by Ling Lee (14/05/13).

Exactly the kind of writing I’ve been waiting to write. My love for vampires grows with every book, every movie and every scene I can imagine in my thoughts. I hope this is something that you might want to read more of. Thank you all for reading 🙂 x

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Smiling Through Tears: Story Extract

“The darkness has claimed me as its own. Heavy hearted, full of sorrow and regret for everything that my life has become. Each smile hides a million tears, just waiting for the first drop to fall before all the other drops follow in a flood.

If anyone really cared or really loved me they’d see behind this facade. Anyone who looked into my eyes would see the pain etched upon my every feature except for my deceiving smile.

Gritting my teeth as my lips are forced to lift. I wish I could brighten my darkened soul. The miserable cold reminds me of my eternal loneliness. The path I have chosen to walk will destroy me, but it feels like it’s too far to turn back.

Depression settles within me, like death sucking away at life. My feet feel rooted to the floor as every step forward takes all the effort I can muster. This broken smile is the only thing left of my former self. This smile is the only thing stopping me from destroying everyone in my path. Nothing matters any more, no one can help me any more…”

Written by Ling Lee

Depression is a constant invisible force. It drains you, it controls you and it destroys any hope of happiness you may have. Look into the eyes of the person you care for most, don’t let them face the darkness alone. Help them before they get lost and never find their way back to you…

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Book Review #25: Leaving Paradise by Simone Elkeles

I rate this book 4.5 out of 5 stars.

(Finished 10/05/13
My 24th book this year.)

I loved this book. It was too short and too rushed otherwise I would have given this a 5.

This book is about a 17yr old, Caleb, who gets out of Juvenile Detention early by agreeing to take on community service. He was sentenced for drunk driving along with hit and run. The victim of his crime is Maggie, his twin sisters best friend.

A year after the car accident life has changed for everyone. Both Maggie and Caleb used to be popular students at school, now they wander through the halls being the topic of gossip each for very different reasons.

Caleb battles to undo his wrong. Hoping for another chance in life. He just wants to be himself but his family want him to pretend to be someone he’s not.

Maggie just feels sorry for herself until she meets Mrs Reynolds, a very old lady who helps break her self loathing, helping her find the person she once was.

Caleb and Maggie inevitably cross paths and somehow give the worst possible match a chance. Due to miscommunication and bad timing their relationship is a struggle as much as their lives are.

I couldn’t put the book down but each chapter ending was too abrupt. I kept flicking pages to make sure I didn’t miss a chunk out. Caleb was too much of a softie and Maggie had too little spirit.

Although I can’t see this actually happening in real life, I still enjoyed the book.

All in all I definitely recommend this book to others. Simone Elkeles is an amazingly good author, I can’t wait to read book 2 of the series.

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In the Club: Story Extract

“Tapping my feet in turn to the beat of the song, I’m itching to get up and do my thing on the dance floor. I watch as the sheen of sweat on their bodies sway, and snake around one another, a gentle brush here and a light touch there. Teasing and grinning at each other, the music pounding away, freeing themselves from the troubles of the day. Other bodies dance a whole different freestyle, grinding and grasping, their bodies moulded together as one. Stray eyes wander, wanting to see more of that delicate skin on display, hoping to get a dance in for themselves. 

The DJ stands, head bopping at his set, scanning the crowd relishing their enjoyment at his choice of tunes. Catching the eye of a lone girl, dancing away in the centre of the club floor, he winks as he spins the disc and increases the rhythm, closing his eyes as he raises a hand and hollers to his signature tune.

I sit in the dark, bay seat corner cradling my pina colada, dreaming of another time in another place when you were here. Hands on my hips swaying to the beat behind me, not quite touching but enough to tease causing a rush of heat to simmer through my body. My arm raised, snaked around the back of your neck, back moving against your toned torso. I close my eyes and sway to the DJ’s song, on my feet and creeping my way onto the floor. 

My fingers run down the side of my ribcage, across my exposed stomach as the strobe lights flicker their neon lights, I imagine your hands sneaking across my clothes and skin like they once used to. I lose myself to the tune and the heat, every beat taking away a second of my worries, I relax and let my feet and body take over. Peace washes through me as I swing my head from left to right, my hair flings and brushes past the closest body to mine. The frantic rhythm plays as my hips roll, merging myself into the crowd, a pair of stray hands capture me dragging our bodies into this exotic dance. All senses of danger elude me as I feel those hands roam up my thighs, I inhale and let this random body help me relive this daydream…”

Written by Ling Lee (09/05/13).

I love to hit the club but have never been daring enough to let a random body dance with me. I love to let the blasting beats drown out my troubles and let my body take over to the beats. The best relief in the world. If only I could hit the dance floor every night. Then all my troubles would run away with my mind. Hope you all enjoyed this as much as I did when I wrote it. 

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