Hiya. Rachel here. First ever story here. Aren't you proud of me and the
factor of unlaziness. If you want a disclaimer I am a poor sixteen year old
girl with a minimum wage job. Love me. Hate Me. Burn me. Just don't send me
a toilet seat. Or a fee. Thank you. And now I shall cease the sentence
fragments for your viewing pleasure. What you now see is my tweaked version
of Lestat's Monologue in which you may find in the first chapter of Memnoch
the Devil, a fine book, by A. Rice. This is not based on her characters
really. If you are reading this statement I already love you.
My Monologue********************************
Why should you listen to my story? May you have more important things to do? If no then continue for ears are mightily welcome. I will tell you now that this story relates to my life my ethics and all things in which I hold dear. It relates to me, it relates to you, and it relates to the whole of humanity. I am the paragon of oddity, having the insatiable urge to be poles apart. I am a worshipper of the god-like authors I hope that some day I am among them.
I am a august sixteen year old of the female variety with pale skin, dirty blonde hair, and slate blue eyes. Not being a raving beauty I still can more than make up for it with my Lestat- like pride, intelligence, creativity, and sense of humor. Yet who I am is absolutely irrelevant to this tale. This story could have happened to anyone. The only requirment being a decent imagination. Most of this is factual so much so that I might nearly classify it as non-fiction. Yet the events were extrodinary. What I am about to pass on to you very well might be beneficial to your entire philosophy on life itself.Will you listen to me? I now shall speak to you now. "Real yet intangiable are my dreams found so sumptuous to envision." Teqon W.
I can not post real chapters yet. Let me get use to writing before I focus on it's length. Sound good? At all? I have not read Memnoch the Devil in about a year. I just remembered the format of that 1st chapter very well. If I copied any thing I am sorry. I did not even look at it before writing. Cya My friend and Read on.
My Monologue********************************
Why should you listen to my story? May you have more important things to do? If no then continue for ears are mightily welcome. I will tell you now that this story relates to my life my ethics and all things in which I hold dear. It relates to me, it relates to you, and it relates to the whole of humanity. I am the paragon of oddity, having the insatiable urge to be poles apart. I am a worshipper of the god-like authors I hope that some day I am among them.
I am a august sixteen year old of the female variety with pale skin, dirty blonde hair, and slate blue eyes. Not being a raving beauty I still can more than make up for it with my Lestat- like pride, intelligence, creativity, and sense of humor. Yet who I am is absolutely irrelevant to this tale. This story could have happened to anyone. The only requirment being a decent imagination. Most of this is factual so much so that I might nearly classify it as non-fiction. Yet the events were extrodinary. What I am about to pass on to you very well might be beneficial to your entire philosophy on life itself.Will you listen to me? I now shall speak to you now. "Real yet intangiable are my dreams found so sumptuous to envision." Teqon W.
I can not post real chapters yet. Let me get use to writing before I focus on it's length. Sound good? At all? I have not read Memnoch the Devil in about a year. I just remembered the format of that 1st chapter very well. If I copied any thing I am sorry. I did not even look at it before writing. Cya My friend and Read on.