Pick Your Pic Contest

I am hosting a contest called "Pick your Pic" Contest! Check it all out at the Fanfiction account, and the Twitter account!
You have all heard the expression "A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words" right? Well how about a contest that gives you the opportunity to pick a photo that inspires you to write a story. Give the photo life by writing a story about it. With over 40 photos we hope that one of them will inspire you. Photos can express what you are feeling, so write what you feel! All characters, ratings, forms of writing (Poems, one shots, songs...etc), genres and pairings are welcome!

Check out the photos below! (There are more after the jump! 44 total).

We All Fall Down

Recap:

Alice led us out into her front yard and stopped briefly. It killed me to see her so hurt, so upset and I watched as I saw tears streaming down her cheeks, now pink from the cold. "How could you do this to me? Out of anyone, I trusted and loved you the most!" She said. Her words obviously directed towards me.
She turned towards the street and then she ran.
At that point, everything happened so fast, it was but a blur. I stood there as I watched Jasper run after her. It felt as though in that moment he had made his decision. It was Alice, not me. I would have to deal with the aftermath. Sickened by the realization that I just lost my best friend, my sister and my confident and now as Jasper ran after her, I had lost my love.
My life was unraveling before my eyes and I did not have the power to stop it.
I turned back towards the house to see Emmett coming through the front door. His lips mouthed, "What is going on?" But I heard nothing except the sound of tires screeching behind me.
I spun around to see where the sound was coming from but as soon as I saw what had happened, I wished I had never have looked. I dropped to my knees unable to breath, in disbelief, wanting desperately to believe I was in caught in a nightmare that I couldn't wake from.
The road that Alice and Edward lived on wasn't a very busy road. They had just the normal neighbors passing through, but nothing more than that. On this night, a UPS truck had turned the corner a little too sharp, and skidded violently on the black ice.
Even if the driver had seen them in time, he never would have been able to control his truck before it hit Jasper dead on.

X.X.X

It had been six hours, twenty-two minutes and approximately fifty seconds…no, wait fifty-two since Jasper had been taken to the hospital.
During that time period of time I had lost my best friend, respect from others along with the respect that I ever managed to have for myself. Although, the respect for myself was something I think I lost a long time ago.

Paint Me The Way That I Am Chapter 4

I instantly regretted opening my eyes as I was overcome with an all too familiar throbbing sensation taking over my head. I groaned wanting to pull the blinds down to shield the sun. It was the reason for me waking up in the first place. As I was lying on my stomach, all I had to do was reach over and pull on the string and darkness would soon consume my room once again.
Easier said than done. My body felt like it was being weighed down by some invisible force. Too eager to go back to sleep, I tried with all of my might to turn around so I could grasp that fucking string.
With my eyes still closed, I wiggled around and finally as I felt my arm free of the invisible weight and reaching for the string, I heard a loud thud.
"What the fuck!" I said aloud sitting straight up, fully awake now. I gathered my sheets around me as I quickly realized I was only wearing a sports bra and shorts. That thud was definitely not just a pillow hitting the floor.
A groaning sound came from my floor and I wracked my brain trying to remember who had stayed over last night. Not that guy I had fucked. Shit…I needed to get that Plan C or whatever that shit was called before it was too late. The only other person I saw outside of the party I was at, that I could remember was…
"Jasper?" I asked leaning over my bed only to see Jasper laying there, fully clothed and rubbing his head.
"Well that's always a great way to wake up. I highly recommend it for the next time you wake up," he said as he stood up.

Oh la la

Well, so it seems I lied about being back in March...because right now is the first time I have written in a long time!

I have a couple of new projects. One is called Bittersweet Symphony and the other is called Jasper Hale Must Die :)

Yes, it is somewhat off of John Tucker must die...and if you havent seen the movie, you need to! It's hilarious and I thought it would be fun to write about! Keep posted...and I will post when I have put it on FF :)

~Hazeleyes71790
And my new twitter is Freebird1790 :)

I'm Back!!!

Oh my God it has been WAY too long since I have updated this blog with either news or with stories. I am so sorry for that! The past two months have been insane! From family issues to new internships to my car breaking down, it has been nothing but a rollercoaster.

I am on break right now and hope to shoot out some new chapters and one shots. Please bear with me!!

Among me coming back, I want you all to know that along with Monica, Maria and Krystal, I have started a fundraiser for the victims of the tsunami's. We have almost raised $10,000 in two weeks. Please check out our blog at http://www.fandomfightstsunami.blogspot.com/ and our twitter is @Fandom4tsunami also, if you have any questions, please email us at fandom4tsunami@gmail.com Thank you SO much!!!

Here is what I hope to get written this week:
~ Chapter Four of Paint Me The Way I Am
~ A one shot for the Fandom4Tsunami benefit
~ A one shot for the hell of it :)


Thanks for bearing with me, and please get caught up on PMTWIA! Thank you!

Alex (RawrrEdward90) -- it has changed a few times!!!

Poems-Non Twilight

So I am in a Creative Writing class, and part of our overall grade is we have to write at least two poems for the semester...Well as you have probably noticed, I kind of like the story writing better ;) I like having the ability to be able to start a story, tell the plot and then end it. With a poem I feel like I am only getting to tell PART of my story. I hated writing poems in high school because there was ALWAYS so many "rules" and "structure" well I expressed this worry to my professor, who is BRILLIANT to say the least. He told me "Stop worrying about the rules...just write what you need to write. If you feel like you need to go back in and fix it then do it. But beautiful writing starts out with just writing what you know."

So that is what I did... I am going through a lot these days...with my dad...my grandma. It is just been a whirlwind two weeks. I havent had a relationship with my dad in three years and my Grandma just underwent a 7 hour surgery to take out her her spleen AND pancreas which had a cancerous tumor attached to it. VERY scary. So I used my emotions to write these two poems... Be nice...I havent writen a poem since middle school. (Im about to graduate college next year lol)

Miss you

I miss our fun car rides
I miss the excitement in your voice
asking me to do something with you
I miss knowing you are proud of me
and who I have become.
I miss your calmness
Now I fear your temper
did I do something?

I miss you
Your real laugh
Now there are only frown lines and fakeness
I miss your eyes, so full of life
They are empty to us
There’s no will to be here with us as a family
I miss you and our family ties
It was so full of life
Now it’s full of questions, doubt and hurt.
All because of you

I miss you dad
you haven’t been here in years
missing from this family I love.
Yet you are sitting here in front of me.
Do you know how many times I’ve cried myself to sleep?
Wishing you would come back to us?
Where are you dad?
We need you.

Poison

How dare you try to come into my family’s life
as if you belong here.
Who do you think you are;
trying to take over the body of a friend, a mother, a wife?
You are poison.

She is stronger than you
and no doubt will win.
She is like a saint
and you are a sin.

I hope you know we all hate you
as you add more people to your horribly long list
something you have no right in doing.

One day you will be gone
scientists and research will defeat you.
You will just be a horrible memory,
something that will not be missed

So goodbye,
and don’t come back.

We All Fall Down Banner

I am SO grateful that @_midnightTrain, one of my FAVORITE authors of one of my favorite stories, I Run To You...if you haven't read it click the link next to this post under my favorite fanfiction and accept that you won't get any sleep as you won't be able to put it down.

I wrote We All Fall Down as a sequel to my story Sizzle and Burn, which can be found on my blog :) I hope you all donated to the cause and if you haven't this story will be posted on my blog and FanFiction site on February 28th (SQUEEEE). Anyways, I hope this banner gives you want to read the story. Fandom Against Domestic Violence is still accepting donations, and with your donation you will receive a compilation of stories written by amazing authors!

So enjoy and again thank you to @_MidnightTrain :)