by Heather Fleming and various others
Welcome. This is where I keep anything that doesn't have to do with my novels... hence, random writings. Here I keep my fanfiction, my short stories, my non-novel-related poetry, my school creative writing projects, and various and sundry other stuff that can only be called "miscellaneous" (like my collection of collective nouns...).
Anyway, here's how I've got this organized.
I have a few stories centering around the anime so popular a few years ago, Sailor Moon. Or more specifically, centering around my two favourite first-season villains, Zoisite and Kunzite (Malachite in North America). Take note, in the original Japanese version, Zoisite is male.
This is a story of how Kunzite and Zoisite meet. Notice how Kunzite's top button is always undone? This is my take on how he lost that button.
A very short, rather dark piece set shortly after Zoisite's death.
by Heather and Paula Fleming
Well... um... The name says it all, doesn't it? This is a parody, starring Kunzite, Zoisite, Haruka, Fiore, the rest of the senshi, Mamoru/Tuxedo Mask, Chibi-usa, and... Godzilla?
Actually, it's only about half done, but one of these days my sister and I will get around to finishing it.
This is a skit that I wrote (with some help from Shakespeare's Macbeth) for myself, my sister, and a friend a couple of years ago. We never actually ended up performing it, but oh well...
By Heather Fleming and Erin White
This is a very, very, very silly poem, full of rhyme but precious little reason. My friend Erin and I wrote it for school in Grade 11 when my English class studied Oedipus Rex. Most of it was composed over a very lengthy phone conversation. I'm sure we came up with even more rhymes for "sphinx," but I couldn't write fast enough and missed some... Did I mention this is very silly?
By Heather Fleming with Jason Chin
This is another Grade 11 English project. We had to do some kind of skit, so my partner and I decided to write an extra scene. (Although I don't really recall him contributing an awful lot to the writing of this scene...) Anyway, whether you think I'm the next Shakespeare or you think Shakespeare's turning over in his grave, here it is.
I mean that literally; these are stories that I wrote for my junior high's annual Halloween "spine-tingling tale contest." They're not all that scary, but I had fun writing them, and "The Date" actually won second prize. I've done a little editorial work to them since junior high, but for the most part they're pretty true to the originals.
I wrote this, I believe, in grade four. It's kind of hokey, but it's not too bad. The only really notable thing about it is that my dad got a hold of it and wrote music for it, and my school choir ended up singing it (my dad was the choir's accompanist).
I wrote this one in grade nine, though I've changed it a bit since then. I needed one more entry for my English journal, so this was it. It's done in the style of the poem "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Morning" by Frost.
Yes, the VLO. As in, Vegetable Liberation Organization. This was originally written in French, where the organization was called the FLFL, or Front de Libération des Fruits et des Legumes. I wrote it for an oral presentation in Grade 10, and it was so absurd that I had to translate it and share it with the world. And yes, I did sing the VLO national anthem in class when I did the presentation.
Yet another Grade 11 English project (Grade 11 was great for creative writing, eh?). We had to come up with sentences using 20 of the words of the day that our teacher taught us. I, of course, used a story format instead of just coming up with random sentences.
One of the contests in Writer's Digest magazine a few years back was to come up with a 75-word-long story that began with "There were rats in the soufflé again." I didn't send in an entry, but I thought it would be fun to write such a story.
How can I describe this? It's... well... a big list of collective nouns.