****Re-Edited**** This is no longer the first entry, as you can see. It is back into the proper order by date.
****PLEASE SCROLL DOWN TO READ CURRENT ENTIRES. THIS POST IS A CONTINUING POST FOR OUR SOPHIE STORY.
**Edited** I have reposted this entry so that it stays on top for a bit. At least until we have made it through our whirl-wind writing wonder that is Sophie from Shinola. I am updating the links as the story progresses...I hope you take the time to click on them and see the fun we are having.
There is a blog that I found a few weeks ago that i have been drawn into. The host is friendly and witty, as are the regulars there, and I soon found myself quite at home. They are an interesting group of people and the banter is amusing and well, catchy.
Nathan, the host decided that we should do a community building exercise in the form of a group writing project..and so "Get Me Rewrite" was born. You can click on the link for more info, but in a nut shell, a group of us are writing a group story..each writer building off of the previous writer's posting.
It is a sci-fi based story..something that although i love to read the genre, not something that i have had much success in writing. I am looking at it as a good creative way to expand myself. I just hope it don't screw it up.
If you want to take part and join in the madness, Nathan has it open until Sunday evening. Just click HERE and join in the comments....
Let's see where the story will take us...shall we? ( i will update this as the story unfolds..and my own offering will be here as well when my turn comes around)
Part 1 (part way down the post)
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Sophie from Shinola..take 10
Her eyes flew open and she knew that something was wrong. Not that she didn’t think that it had been coming. Even with the diagnosis that the so called “healers” had given her, Majel knew that things were just not right with her Sophie. It had been little things at first, nothing major. Behavioural differences that could easily be chalked up to entering THAT age. But Majel and Pike thought that a change of scenery would do all of them good and so they agreed to be part of the colonists of Chenolla VI. But even away from all of the distractions that now seemed like luxuries, Sophie had continued her downward spiral into darkness..
It was no surprise that there was a message waiting for her on the prompter when she finally got out of bed. Sophie was gone.
“What took you so long little girl?” she thought to herself as she put herself through the motions of her morning.
She would not be able to get a hold of Pike this early. He was involved in some pretty intense meetings this morning, something to do with the building of a roadway. It was funny how the colonists here were trying to revert back to a simpler time, but could only do so by using the newest technology.
If anyone was going to find Sophie, or what was left of her, it was going be up to Majel….
Mona stopped reading there. She had seen enough of this story to know that once again, some young writer had poured out all of their hopes and dreams onto 175 creamy white pages…of pure crap. She was tired of reading. She was tired of having to read. She was just plain tired. AND she was out of coffee. This did not bode well for the dozen or so other manuscripts that sat on her desk, “waiting” to be discovered. “MOWAT, I NEED MORE COFFEE!” she yelled out to the poor young temp that had shown up on her office doorstep a few weeks ago. Poor guy, she thought. He probably thought that he had stumbled across the best gig when he found out that he would be working for Mona Divnich. Boy he couldn’t have been more wrong.
Maybe I’ll just read a few more pages while I wait for Mowat to bring me my next cup. So far the story isn’t too bad, she thought to herself as she grabbed the manuscript and headed into chapter 11. This kid might just have something. He’s no John Scalzi, but I kind of want to see what happens to this Sophie character..
Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 (scroll down after part 3) Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25
Part 26...
Heinlein had an uneasy feeling. He was not accustomed to having his insubordinates think. That was not why they were created. It was their job to follow orders..not question them.
"Feves" he barked. “Pull up the latest on Amsterdam. I want a visual and i want it FIVE. MINUTES. AGO.”
"YES SIR."
He needed to make sure that Blinks sudden situation of possible freethinking was an isolated incident.
As the High Commander surveyed the view below, he saw what anyone else would consider a Normal picture of an unassuming society going about its daily routine. He quickly scanned the streets noting nothing out of the ordinary.
He opened his mind to the thoughts of those who walked the streets. He looked quickly, as he needed to turn his attention elsewhere.
“Feves, get me New City” Heinlein grunted, and instantly the sight of a lavish skyline came into view. He knew that is was here that he would be able to check in on the dual-minded...What was that word he had heard used? ”Crazies”..that was it. Leave it to the Trageth to come up with a name like that for a beacon.
He knew that the Crazies were often kept in large holding facilities here in this city, and he opened his mind up to hear what they were saying…
“It is the end of the world”
“They can hear you, you know..they use special mind powers”
“SHHHHH...Turn out the light, unscrew the light bulb. Put an old kind in, not the spiral kind. Don’t you know that is how THEY listen to you? Hear all of your thoughts”
Heinlein’s lips snarled up into what might have passed as a grin, had he been human. He listened to the thoughts quiet down as the Keepers doled out special pills and liquids to help quiet down the beacons.
He shook his head.
What was worth saving here? See how they treat their intelligent brothers? Herd them like cattle, into a place that was below standards, and toxify them into submission? What was worth saving here?
He hoped that Blinks momentary lapse in judgment was simply a side affect of the virus. But could he be sure? Was his top soldier softening? Maybe after this war was over, he would recommend that Blink be..."retired". Or perhaps He himself might have to “persuade” Blink that his time of service was over.
Right now though there was a need to send in a little bit of “extra” help. Something that no one would notice..small but mighty.
Heinlein thought for a moment, and then quickly opened his mind…”C-00-C-00” he called to his small grey fleet currently gathered around a tall statuesque figure. “ Find Blink. Make sure he stays on course... courier all information to me and ONLY me. DO not arouse suspicion. IF the subject seems in any way to be...Different...you have my blessing to take whatever force is necessary to stop the insanity. Now GO!"
Kimby,
Thanks for the early link and the kind words. And DANG!, you've got a lot of first thing in the morning reads. How the hell do you ever get out the front door?
Posted by: Nathan | March 30, 2008 at 11:39 PM
Hey Kimby, I'm a reader, not a writer, but I'm willing to bet you'll do fine. Looking forward to your contribution (when you recover from your 11 hour shift).
Posted by: Tania | April 01, 2008 at 11:52 PM
MAHAHAHA!
That was just CRUEL!
Posted by: Michelle K | April 02, 2008 at 11:04 AM
Kimby, thanks for the lead-in. You let me do just exactly what I hoped to be able to do.
And now my part is done!
Posted by: Tom | April 02, 2008 at 01:14 PM
OK, I'm going on record as ditto-ing what Michelle said.
Off to look at Tom's entry.
Posted by: Nathan | April 02, 2008 at 01:22 PM
Interesting - taking us outside the framework of the story for an extremely unusual point of view. There's a literary term for that, which I can't recall -- is it representational?
Posted by: Jeri | April 02, 2008 at 06:35 PM
Remember i warned you all..I said it might not be pretty. And it was not. But it is a part of who Sophie is...and it fits wonderfully with Tom's part which follows mine. Now to practice so I can not let you down when my next turn comes around.
Posted by: kim | April 02, 2008 at 08:38 PM
Wow. And now for something completely different. I like it!
Posted by: Vince O'Connor | April 02, 2008 at 08:52 PM
Insanity is in the eyes of the beholder? Excellent.
Posted by: Nathan | April 10, 2008 at 10:06 AM
Thanks Nathan!
Posted by: kim | April 10, 2008 at 10:11 AM
mother this is a good book so far
munch
Posted by: kim | April 10, 2008 at 04:43 PM
I love the way each part continues to have a bit of a cliffhangerishness (I know, that's not a word) to it. You did a great job of adding tension to the story.
Posted by: Vince | April 10, 2008 at 06:33 PM
Wow!
This is a first. "Munch" has commented on my blog. For the UCFers Munch is my eldest son. he has been reading our story.
Thanks Vince. And I am pretty sure that "cliffhangerishness" is too a word. After all, did you not just use it? And to use quote Nathan..."and since I said it it will be true. That's the great thing about the internet. It's a form of print; and for years now we've known that anything in print must be true."
Posted by: kim | April 10, 2008 at 06:54 PM