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Old 05-14-12, 12:16 PM
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started this bool a while back, got a prologue and chapter 1 but know i have no idea where to take it, any ideas?



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From his seat in the back corner, Pete glanced out the pub's misted window. It was a rainy day, (like usual in London) but for Pete, that was not a concern. Pete loved the rain. It always had calming, peaceful presence about it. The light grey skies, and the constant, calming pitter patter of the raindrops hitting the ground gave him a peaceful feeling that everything was alright, and under control.

Inside the Grey Mare, there is about 5 people, Pete watches them with interest. Each one has a story, though their stories will never be told... not because they are more boring than the common celebrities, but simply because they don't know how to speak it out. This, is were Pete is different, Pete is a writer ( a darn good one at that) but he doesn't make much out of it, he might sell the odd poem or short story, but never enough to make a living.

That is why Pete is also a high school teacher, not a job Pete is very fond of, however. The students don't appreciate literature much at his school, not the great poets of old, or new. To them, if it wasn't on film, it wasn't worth their time. A job is a job and a living is a living was his mantra with regards to those issues.

Pete shifts his attention back to the people in the pub, he thinks about their stories. Wonders what their faces have to tell... he considers the man sitting at the bar, alone with several empty bottles surrounding him. His wife might have left him, or he might have lost something precious to him, Pete wonders how he got to the place of pain that he is in right now, and considers how his story folds out. It most likely is a story filled with pain, then again... so is everyones.

part 1

Not asleep or awake, but somewhere in between, Pete gets out of bed. Moments of last nights dreams play back through his mind like previews of a movie, they make absolutely no sense but are pretty cool to watch nevertheless. The alarm clock, still producing it's shrill beeping noise, reads the time to be 7:00 AM. That gives him just about 45 minutes to get ready for another day at work. Another day at work, another day filled with annoying teenagers whose only understandings of life are what they see in the movies, most of them have never touched a book in their entire lives. He looks into his closet to see what he has to wear for today. It's empty, but on the floor is a large jumbled pile of clothes, some clean, though they are inappropriate for work as they are full of holes etc, and others haven't been washed in weeks. He manages to rescue from this chaotic mess; a pair of clean trousers and a shirt with a coffee stain on it, that he managed to wash off in the basin with hand-soap and water.

It has been said that the state of ones home is a reflection of the state of his mind, Pete was certainly no exception to that rule, Pete's entire home was filled with chaos; unwashed dishes from three nights before in the kitchen sink, and plates form various meals still lying in the lounge. His entire home hasn't been cleaned since the maid came by last week. Pete's mind was very similar to his home; thoughts scattered randomly all over, random uncompleted chains of ideas left for another time that is likely to never come, and a general chaos that sometimes didn't even make sense to himself. He pours himself a strong cup of black coffee, he knows for certain that he will need it to make it through the day. It's black simply because of the fact that there is no fresh milk. He put the coffee in the fridge and the milk in the pantry, the kind of absentminded mistake he is quite well known for.

He was dressed and ready to go at around 7:45, well, he was sort off ready. He was all dressed up and ready in the physical sense, but he was still in that semi-lucid state, but that would have to do. It is a short journey from his home to St Andrews High where he taught, yet he was almost hit twice by cars as he absentmindedly walked across the main roads on the way. He arrived at school just as the bell rang, just to remember that he had left his briefcase, containing all his hastily prepared notes form last night for todays lessons, and the marked assignments that he was supposed to give feedback to the kids for 3 weeks ago. He decided that he would probably be best of just leaving it alone, as he would probably be late for first period in about 5 minutes if he returned home to go fetch it, the kids most probably won't mind either though cause most of their marks were horrible and they don't really care.

In the staffroom there are many cliques of various types of teachers, just the same as the kids during their breaks, the athletic teachers who coach various sports in the one corner, the "nerdy" type of teachers that handle computer related subjects and often end up being bullied by the other teachers in another corner, the "normal" teachers discussing various things ranging from the weather to the latest events in the political system of the country, and Pete, a loner. He usually spends his free time at school written a chapter for his book, or writing another poem about something that popped into his mind, and that happens often. Pete is not really the social type, he enjoys a good conversation when somebody starts one with him, which people only do when they are looking for a very different view on something, which they know they can always rely on Pete to give. Usually though, he is left to himself, often simply because his views regularly spark debate or touch the nerves of many of his colleagues, that is of course, they actually understand what he is saying Things never do change, they simply just change form is what Pete thinks as he takes a sip of his very strong cup of coffee
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Re: my book...

What are you wanting out of this book? I mean do you want to go main stream, fiction or non-fiction? I do read quite alot actually(I'm addicted to books, my husband says I need Readers Annonymous) and see you going for ADD/ADHD in it, but from here it can really go anywhere you want it to. I have some ideas, but would like your thoughts and what you want from it. You know like an inspirational thing, or a creepy paranormal gig, or a wierd mind screw type.
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Re: my book...

mine idea is a sort of cross mind screw and inspiration type, in wich the main character begins to discover what it means to be a writer as well as a person who is able to set people onto journeys of greater wisdom and enlightenment, all along the way discovering the flaws of society as it is today, the book is mainly meant to be philosophical in nature, in similar style to most of my poetry http://www.addforums.com/forums/showthread.php?t=95723
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Got it...sorry no help here philosophical stuff is not my stong suit...very basic mentality here. but i really wish you all the best of luck!
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