Hallo all!
Wow, it's been a while since I posted on here, hasn't it? Well, I suppose I should start getting back into more story and poem writing.
Speaking of Poems, I have written one. I wrote it yesterday, after I finished my essay on Love and War. I'm really glad to have finished that essay - now I just have to finish my essay on WWI, and then I can go to see Big Hero 6! Any way, so I wrote a poem yesterday. I was thinking about one of my friends who I haven't seen for a while, and so this poem kinda popped into my head. It was meant to be longer, but I got a bit stuck after a while. And it also doesn't have a name yet. Anyway, here it is:
I sat there waiting at the door
Must've been two years or more
Hoping that you'd come and play
Like we used too in the day
But daytime went to night
And back to day just as bright
And still I sat at the door
Waiting for two years or more
Inside the house it's dark and grey
Outside the grass has turned to hay
The wind around the house wails
Tells the story of a sorry tale
Dust is on the table thick
The old fort is a pile of sticks
And still I sat at the door
Waiting for three years or more
Dusty pictures on the wall
Of you, me and family all
And rain around the house pours
scratching windows with ice claws
And still I sit at the door
Waited for two years or more
Hoping that you'd come and play
Like we used to in the day.
There's my poem! It's still a bit of a work in progress, so when it's finished I'll post up the whole thing. :3
Re-reading it, it's occurred to me that it also shows how Disney character Anna must feel when she's begging Elsa to "Come out the door". Hmmm... I wrote a poem for me and for Anna without realizing it.
Well, I must go, I want to write up another chapter of Rise of the Nerds and I also want to do a post on Spinj's Space.
See you all later!!
WillowUnicorn
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Writing Books, Making Covers
Hey All!
First of all, I'm really sorry about not posting more NaNoWriMo preps. :( I got a bit sidetracked. However, I'll post the photos that were taking me forever to take (my camera decided to stop working for a while).
So I bought two notebooks - A really big one to write the story in, and a little one for all the extra info I need on hand for my book.
Picture 1: Front cover of the notebook (characters, etc). I place my name (or author name (which is different from my actual name) in this case), event/class and year in the box.
Picture 2: First page I write out what I call a 'Character Profile' for the main character(s). I then fill it in with the character's details.
Picture 3: After getting the main characters done, I leave a page blank then start a new round of Character Profiles for the side characters. I find that also includes the main villain at times.
Picture 4: Now that I had the Character Profiles written out, I could start writing all the other important stuff, such as Powers (for my story ;P), made up words, etc.
Picture 5: After getting all the important stuff down I wrote several different blurbs, each labeled Blurb, Blurb 2, Blurb 3.
After that you can also write down your plot, if you want too.
Picture 6: My writing book for the story. As you can see, I've bought an A4 Exercise book, with 192 pages.
Picture 7: For name I've put down my Author name, for subject I've put down NaNoWriMo, and for Year I've put down 2014.
If you do what I've done above (or something similar), you'll have a fairly relaxed mind, and that will help you write when November 1st comes round (4 more days!!!!).
Now, I always like imagining what my book's cover should look like if I ever get it published. Sometimes (**cough cough** normally **cough cough** :P) I like to get a dramatic picture, because it looks cool. Of course, if I'm drawing the cover, it doesn't always come out how I imagined it, which I find both frustrating and sad. When that happens, I check out pictures on the Internet to find a good one.
The first cover I got was for Fantasy Land, my NaNo novel from 2013 (or, if you prefer, last year). The original picture was made by someone on Deviart (I hope you didn't mind me borrowing it!), but some lovely artist-writer on the NanoYWP site changed the colour of the Dragon and added both the Title and my Author name to the picture. Here's the cover:
Then today (even though I can't do NaNo this year, after all my preparing) I made a cover for Powers, the book I was going to write for NaNo this year. Once again, I believe that a lovely person on Deviart made the original picture, so all credit goes to them for designing the picture! and I added the title and my Author name. Here's the cover:
(I later thought that I should have used a brighter red for the writing, but I couldn't be bothered with editing it).
Then I was planning ahead for more books to put in the Powers series, and trying to give the books names. I decided to give the third book the name Powers: Raising The Dead and suddenly had a cool idea for the front cover. After a while sitting around drawing and trying to work on GIMP I made a cover. Here's the cover:
It came out better than I thought, so I feel quite happy with the covers!
Well, that's all for today. Good luck to my readers who are doing NaNo this year, and may time ever be in your favor.
Catch you all later!
WillowUnicorn
First of all, I'm really sorry about not posting more NaNoWriMo preps. :( I got a bit sidetracked. However, I'll post the photos that were taking me forever to take (my camera decided to stop working for a while).
So I bought two notebooks - A really big one to write the story in, and a little one for all the extra info I need on hand for my book.
After that you can also write down your plot, if you want too.
If you do what I've done above (or something similar), you'll have a fairly relaxed mind, and that will help you write when November 1st comes round (4 more days!!!!).
Now, I always like imagining what my book's cover should look like if I ever get it published. Sometimes (**cough cough** normally **cough cough** :P) I like to get a dramatic picture, because it looks cool. Of course, if I'm drawing the cover, it doesn't always come out how I imagined it, which I find both frustrating and sad. When that happens, I check out pictures on the Internet to find a good one.
The first cover I got was for Fantasy Land, my NaNo novel from 2013 (or, if you prefer, last year). The original picture was made by someone on Deviart (I hope you didn't mind me borrowing it!), but some lovely artist-writer on the NanoYWP site changed the colour of the Dragon and added both the Title and my Author name to the picture. Here's the cover:
Then today (even though I can't do NaNo this year, after all my preparing) I made a cover for Powers, the book I was going to write for NaNo this year. Once again, I believe that a lovely person on Deviart made the original picture, so all credit goes to them for designing the picture! and I added the title and my Author name. Here's the cover:
Then I was planning ahead for more books to put in the Powers series, and trying to give the books names. I decided to give the third book the name Powers: Raising The Dead and suddenly had a cool idea for the front cover. After a while sitting around drawing and trying to work on GIMP I made a cover. Here's the cover:
Well, that's all for today. Good luck to my readers who are doing NaNo this year, and may time ever be in your favor.
Catch you all later!
WillowUnicorn
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Story writing.
Hello dear writers!
How is everyone today?
Well, I shall have the next "Preparing for NaNoWriMo" up next week sometime. So no, it is my deepest regrets to say that I am not here today to help with organizing for the long, daunting road ahead.
I have recently started a LEGO blog. It's for all things LEGO related. Then mum was talking about the fact that I should have a special blog for story writing. And that's when I had the bright idea of including a "LEGO Stories" page on the LEGO blog, since most of the stories I write are some LEGO fanfiction.
So if any of you are interested in having a look at the current story I'm posting up, click here. I'm planning on posting on it once a week, maybe twice a week, and you'll know when I have a new chapter up because the "!!New Chapter!!" sign will have vanished from the chapter you read last time. Plus I'll make a blog post announcing that there is a new post. ;)
Keep on writing, and a tip for when NaNoWriMo comes: take everything in your stride! (So no rushing!!)
Happy writing!
WillowUnicorn
How is everyone today?
Well, I shall have the next "Preparing for NaNoWriMo" up next week sometime. So no, it is my deepest regrets to say that I am not here today to help with organizing for the long, daunting road ahead.
I have recently started a LEGO blog. It's for all things LEGO related. Then mum was talking about the fact that I should have a special blog for story writing. And that's when I had the bright idea of including a "LEGO Stories" page on the LEGO blog, since most of the stories I write are some LEGO fanfiction.
So if any of you are interested in having a look at the current story I'm posting up, click here. I'm planning on posting on it once a week, maybe twice a week, and you'll know when I have a new chapter up because the "!!New Chapter!!" sign will have vanished from the chapter you read last time. Plus I'll make a blog post announcing that there is a new post. ;)
Keep on writing, and a tip for when NaNoWriMo comes: take everything in your stride! (So no rushing!!)
Happy writing!
WillowUnicorn
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Preparing for NaNoWriMo
Good Morning! :) How is everyone this fine Spring morning?
So, it's time to start preparing for NaNoWriMo.
"What?" you all cry. "We have to start preparing now? But NaNoWriMo isn't for months!"
"But," I wag my index finger at you. "You cannot focus very well if you are not prepared!"
"But it just takes a week to get prepared." you protest. "I can be ready in one week!"
"You may be able to get ready in one week," I give you all an earnest look. "But will you be feeling frazzled or relaxed?"
You all pause, trying to find a suitable reply.
"Because you see." I sit down in a chair. "Lets say you're out of pens. Tomorrow is the big day. It's Sunday, and all the shops are closing in half an hour. You rush off to Office Works, but it's too late - they have just closed. All the other shops are closed because it's Sunday.
"Then, because you didn't have any pens, you have to get some in the morning, wasting about an hour that could've been used writing.
"How ever, if you start preparing now, less than a month and a half before NaNoWriMo starts, then you can start the writing challenge the on the first day without feeling stressed!" I give a winning smile to all of you.
~*^*~
OK, so, mini-stories aside, lets make a list.
The last thing you want to happen during NaNoWriMo is to run out of paper, or lose, or even break, your pen/ pencil. You'll also want to tidy up the calendar and make sure that there are good spaces of time for writing.
The first thing we need to do is make a list. Lists are so lovely. Here is why:
Your list is going to be full of stuff you need to buy and do. First of all, lets make the To-do list:
OK, so above we have our To-do list. Now, below, let's make the To-buy list:
I like buying at least two notebooks at a time, occasionally three if I have the money. I like to write really big books, and how is one supposed to write a 50,000+ worded book if they have one notebook? You'll also need a notebook to sort out the plans for the story.
The paper is for any random ideas that pop into your head while you're writing. You need to put those ideas somewhere, because when you're writing a book ideas can sometimes leave as quickly and suddenly as they came.
It is essential to have things to drink and nibble. It does no one any good if you are writing on an empty stomach and a stressed mind. I like having a nice stock of licorice tea, as it's so yummy and helps me to relax. Also having a good stock of cornchips helps, because if I need to nibble something I'll have a small bowl of them with dips.
So now we have the basics for preparing. Soon I'll be posting up how to organize your plotline, characters, all the story planning needed so that when November comes you won't be running around trying to get all the last details onto a piece of paper.
Well, hopefully this helped you! If you have any questions, feel free to ask, as I'll be happy to help you out.
Happy writing!
WillowUnicorn
So, it's time to start preparing for NaNoWriMo.
"What?" you all cry. "We have to start preparing now? But NaNoWriMo isn't for months!"
"But," I wag my index finger at you. "You cannot focus very well if you are not prepared!"
"But it just takes a week to get prepared." you protest. "I can be ready in one week!"
"You may be able to get ready in one week," I give you all an earnest look. "But will you be feeling frazzled or relaxed?"
You all pause, trying to find a suitable reply.
"Because you see." I sit down in a chair. "Lets say you're out of pens. Tomorrow is the big day. It's Sunday, and all the shops are closing in half an hour. You rush off to Office Works, but it's too late - they have just closed. All the other shops are closed because it's Sunday.
"Then, because you didn't have any pens, you have to get some in the morning, wasting about an hour that could've been used writing.
"How ever, if you start preparing now, less than a month and a half before NaNoWriMo starts, then you can start the writing challenge the on the first day without feeling stressed!" I give a winning smile to all of you.
~*^*~
OK, so, mini-stories aside, lets make a list.
The last thing you want to happen during NaNoWriMo is to run out of paper, or lose, or even break, your pen/ pencil. You'll also want to tidy up the calendar and make sure that there are good spaces of time for writing.
The first thing we need to do is make a list. Lists are so lovely. Here is why:
- They are clean
- They are organized
- And so easy to read! :D
Your list is going to be full of stuff you need to buy and do. First of all, lets make the To-do list:
- Find a little corner to write and to keep your writing.
- Make sure there's enough room in your bag to put your writing in it.
- Check all your pens, and make sure that they are in good working condition.
- Have a peep at your stock of paper, or have a look for any notebooks you own that are big enough for story writing and aren't taken up by notes.
- Check out what's in your kitchen cupboard.
- Have a look at the calendar, and tidy it up so that you can attend NaNoWriMo events, and to make sure you have enough time to do writing.
OK, so above we have our To-do list. Now, below, let's make the To-buy list:
- Notebooks
- Pens
- Pencils
- Paper
- Tea/Coffee/Milo
- Nibbles (cookies, chips and dips, etc)
I like buying at least two notebooks at a time, occasionally three if I have the money. I like to write really big books, and how is one supposed to write a 50,000+ worded book if they have one notebook? You'll also need a notebook to sort out the plans for the story.
The paper is for any random ideas that pop into your head while you're writing. You need to put those ideas somewhere, because when you're writing a book ideas can sometimes leave as quickly and suddenly as they came.
It is essential to have things to drink and nibble. It does no one any good if you are writing on an empty stomach and a stressed mind. I like having a nice stock of licorice tea, as it's so yummy and helps me to relax. Also having a good stock of cornchips helps, because if I need to nibble something I'll have a small bowl of them with dips.
So now we have the basics for preparing. Soon I'll be posting up how to organize your plotline, characters, all the story planning needed so that when November comes you won't be running around trying to get all the last details onto a piece of paper.
Well, hopefully this helped you! If you have any questions, feel free to ask, as I'll be happy to help you out.
Happy writing!
WillowUnicorn
Monday, September 22, 2014
A few Poems
Hallo! :D
So, earlier in the month, I went to a poetry workshop held by my local library. We did some poem writing (of course :P) and then I lost the notepad I had written my poems on.
But I found it today. :P So here are the poems I had written!
Blue, Not a cloud
In the sky.
The summer breeze wafts
Down the street
A few birds warble their
Songs of joy.
The bees hum in chorus,
Going on their rounds.
The flowers on their trees,
Send sweet scents.
The people unconsciously notice. The house remains oblivious.
The LEGO
My LEGO sits in an old, blue trunk.
It's a wonderful mess of colours.
A wonderful mess of bricks.
It's hard, plastic sides are strong.
It's crashing, shhing sound is loud.
The bricks are painful underfoot.
The bricks are hard on the hand.
The houses sit in rows,
The cars are parked in lines.
The minifigures stand in columns.
It's a hard, plastic world of LEGO.
OK, now for some haiku:
Royal Hope:
It's a Girl thing,
Snow Empress.
Inferno,
Dangerously pepper jet.
Outback legend.
OK, so those were the poems I wrote! The LEGO one is my favourite. Although the "Royal Hope" haiku is also pretty good.
Well, I must go and write my essay on WW1. I'll probably be on again tomorrow morning.
If you have any questions about NaNoWriMo, make sure to ask them and I'll answer in my posts. ;)
Keep on writing! :D
WillowUnicorn xoxoxo
So, earlier in the month, I went to a poetry workshop held by my local library. We did some poem writing (of course :P) and then I lost the notepad I had written my poems on.
But I found it today. :P So here are the poems I had written!
Blue, Not a cloud
In the sky.
The summer breeze wafts
Down the street
A few birds warble their
Songs of joy.
The bees hum in chorus,
Going on their rounds.
The flowers on their trees,
Send sweet scents.
The people unconsciously notice. The house remains oblivious.
The LEGO
My LEGO sits in an old, blue trunk.
It's a wonderful mess of colours.
A wonderful mess of bricks.
It's hard, plastic sides are strong.
It's crashing, shhing sound is loud.
The bricks are painful underfoot.
The bricks are hard on the hand.
The houses sit in rows,
The cars are parked in lines.
The minifigures stand in columns.
It's a hard, plastic world of LEGO.
OK, now for some haiku:
Royal Hope:
It's a Girl thing,
Snow Empress.
Inferno,
Dangerously pepper jet.
Outback legend.
OK, so those were the poems I wrote! The LEGO one is my favourite. Although the "Royal Hope" haiku is also pretty good.
Well, I must go and write my essay on WW1. I'll probably be on again tomorrow morning.
If you have any questions about NaNoWriMo, make sure to ask them and I'll answer in my posts. ;)
Keep on writing! :D
WillowUnicorn xoxoxo
Sunday, September 21, 2014
NaNoWriMo
Hey readers! :D
Wow, it's been a while since I last posted, hasn't it?
Well, it's getting to that time of the year - NaNoWriMo is coming up! Are any of you excited for it? I sure am! :D It's time to start organizing for what November may bring. I've already had an idea for what I'll write this year, and Mum says that if I plan ahead well enough I can go to things like the Kickstart on November the 1st, the 24 hour Writing Spree, and all the other events!
If you have no idea what I'm talking about, NaNoWriMo is the National Novel Writing Month. It's held every year in November, and for the whole of November you have to attempt to reach the word goal of 50,000 or more words. There is also Camp NaNoWriMo, held in the middle of the year.
If you're aged 13+, you can sign up for NaNoWriMo. If you want a friend, you can find me here. I'll be happy to friend you, but remember to message me at the same time, saying that you read my blog posts!
If you're aged between 0-17 (although I highly doubt a toddler could write a book. :P), then you can sign up for the Young Writers Program. It's held by NaNoWriMo for younger writers. Unlike NaNoWriMo, where you have a set word goal, the Young Writers Program allows you to set your own goals. You can also find me on there: Spinjisumaster.
I look forward to seeing you all on NaNoWriMo this year! :D
Well, I must go, I have school work to do, and circus classes as well. :)
Keep on writing!
WillowUnicorn
Wow, it's been a while since I last posted, hasn't it?
Well, it's getting to that time of the year - NaNoWriMo is coming up! Are any of you excited for it? I sure am! :D It's time to start organizing for what November may bring. I've already had an idea for what I'll write this year, and Mum says that if I plan ahead well enough I can go to things like the Kickstart on November the 1st, the 24 hour Writing Spree, and all the other events!
If you have no idea what I'm talking about, NaNoWriMo is the National Novel Writing Month. It's held every year in November, and for the whole of November you have to attempt to reach the word goal of 50,000 or more words. There is also Camp NaNoWriMo, held in the middle of the year.
If you're aged 13+, you can sign up for NaNoWriMo. If you want a friend, you can find me here. I'll be happy to friend you, but remember to message me at the same time, saying that you read my blog posts!
If you're aged between 0-17 (although I highly doubt a toddler could write a book. :P), then you can sign up for the Young Writers Program. It's held by NaNoWriMo for younger writers. Unlike NaNoWriMo, where you have a set word goal, the Young Writers Program allows you to set your own goals. You can also find me on there: Spinjisumaster.
I look forward to seeing you all on NaNoWriMo this year! :D
Well, I must go, I have school work to do, and circus classes as well. :)
Keep on writing!
WillowUnicorn
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Book Review: The Look
Hey All! ^-^
Wow, it's been a long time since I last posted on there, hasn't it?
I've been busy with school work, circus shows and what-not recently. Team Tech is going well, and I'm writing the first few chapters onto the document writing thing.
I'm having a go at writing a book review. I haven't written one for a while, so lets see how it goes.
Title: The Look
Author: Sophia Bennett
Blurb: Ted is Tall. Freaky. When she's spotted by a model agency, she can't believe it.
At the same time, her gorgeous sister falls seriously ill.
With her world turned upside down, Ted must chose between fame and family. Can she be a supermodel and a super sister? All in five-inch heels?
My review:
The book is about Ted and her sister Ava (Although is focuses more on Ted). While Ava comes down with cancer and Ted is spotted by a model agency and could become famous, they both have an unusual twist in their lives.
Overall, my favourite part of the story is when Ted and Ava both get their heads shaved. I know I could never do that (even for a sister/brother/best friend), so I really admire Ted for her bravery.
The Characters:
Ted Trout. A fifteen year old girl with a monobrow who is spotted by one of Model City's scouts.
Ava Trout. A seventeen year old girl who comes down with cancer.
Type of book: This is a fiction book based in the real world. It's good for anyone who likes fashion with a bit of Drama.
Rating: 4 out of 5
Over and Out!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Wow, it's been a long time since I last posted on there, hasn't it?
I've been busy with school work, circus shows and what-not recently. Team Tech is going well, and I'm writing the first few chapters onto the document writing thing.
I'm having a go at writing a book review. I haven't written one for a while, so lets see how it goes.
Title: The Look Author: Sophia Bennett
Blurb: Ted is Tall. Freaky. When she's spotted by a model agency, she can't believe it.
At the same time, her gorgeous sister falls seriously ill.
With her world turned upside down, Ted must chose between fame and family. Can she be a supermodel and a super sister? All in five-inch heels?
My review:
The book is about Ted and her sister Ava (Although is focuses more on Ted). While Ava comes down with cancer and Ted is spotted by a model agency and could become famous, they both have an unusual twist in their lives.
Overall, my favourite part of the story is when Ted and Ava both get their heads shaved. I know I could never do that (even for a sister/brother/best friend), so I really admire Ted for her bravery.
The Characters:
Ted Trout. A fifteen year old girl with a monobrow who is spotted by one of Model City's scouts.
Ava Trout. A seventeen year old girl who comes down with cancer.
Type of book: This is a fiction book based in the real world. It's good for anyone who likes fashion with a bit of Drama.
Rating: 4 out of 5
Over and Out!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Song writing ^-^
Hallo everyone! I'm back!
Well, life has been busy! I've been doing a lot of stuff, and I'd tell you about out, but I have a different blog for that. If you'd like to look at it click this link: Lucy_Fu's blog.
So, I've been very taken with the idea of being able to posses things like fire, or ice, or earth, or lightning, or light, and being able to use them (You know, like in Frozen or Ninjago) and I also love to sing, so I decided to write a song! And here it is:
Conquering the Cold
The wind blows up a swirling storm,
People are lost in the dark night.
It's so cold - too cold.
The Moon is throwing a silver light.
The word is gone...
What happened to the colours?
The swirling rainbow up high?
Powers can only take me so far-
Fire can't always conquer the cold.
The Hawk battles through the swirling storm,
Forever calling me.
And I'll follow him to the end
Wishing I was free,
To soar through the sky.
What happened to the colours?
The warm red sun?
The people have frozen hearts-
Love can't always conquer hate.
And now the sun is rising up,
I can finally see.
I am free!
Fire can conquer cold...
Okay! There's the song. I'll be posting up a video of me singing it in a while, so that you can here it. Now, some questions:
If you think the title could be better, feel free to comment a new one. And it might be the one I use!
Can't wait to see you all soon!
WillowUnicorn
xoxo
Well, life has been busy! I've been doing a lot of stuff, and I'd tell you about out, but I have a different blog for that. If you'd like to look at it click this link: Lucy_Fu's blog.
So, I've been very taken with the idea of being able to posses things like fire, or ice, or earth, or lightning, or light, and being able to use them (You know, like in Frozen or Ninjago) and I also love to sing, so I decided to write a song! And here it is:
Conquering the Cold
The wind blows up a swirling storm,
People are lost in the dark night.
It's so cold - too cold.
The Moon is throwing a silver light.
The word is gone...
What happened to the colours?
The swirling rainbow up high?
Powers can only take me so far-
Fire can't always conquer the cold.
The Hawk battles through the swirling storm,
Forever calling me.
And I'll follow him to the end
Wishing I was free,
To soar through the sky.
What happened to the colours?
The warm red sun?
The people have frozen hearts-
Love can't always conquer hate.
And now the sun is rising up,
I can finally see.
I am free!
Fire can conquer cold...
Okay! There's the song. I'll be posting up a video of me singing it in a while, so that you can here it. Now, some questions:
- What is the song about?
- Does it have a good title?
- Would you like to have a go singing it?
If you think the title could be better, feel free to comment a new one. And it might be the one I use!
Can't wait to see you all soon!
WillowUnicorn
xoxo
Thursday, May 1, 2014
History through Art
Hello my dear Readers!
I am so, so sorry that I have not been on here for ages! I have been doing other things during my English, such as a project called "Story of My Life." I have to write my whole life with all the events of my life. It's loads of fun, and I am at the year 2010 in the book.
For History I'm learning through art, so I look at pictures carefully, take notes, and then write an essay, play, or something. I'm doing the 14th-15th century, so for this one I picked out a painting and wrote an essay about it. Here is the picture:
And here's the Essay:
Essay on a peice of Art from the 14th-15th Century.
Picture: Madonna and Child
By: Carlo Crivellie.
The painting "Madonna and Child" was painted by Carlo Crivellie in 1480. The Materials used for this were Tempera and Gold on Wood. The Painting currently lives in the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Half stylized, half realistic, Madonna is sitting her child, Christ, on a little wall. The Artist has painted them very stiffly. Madonna's fingers are too long, and Christ's feet and hands are way too small. Madonna's mouth appears to be a bit too small.
It appears that Madonna and Child and traveling. There is a road with people on it, with what seems to be a town on the horizon. The sky is half light and half dark, suggesting that it is either dawn of dusk. Judging by the trees in the background, they are in a place that doesn't get much rain.
The Artist has painted Christ holding a Goldfinch; the Goldfinch and the
Cucumber in the top left hand corner symbolizing Redemption, while the fly and the apples symbolize Sin.
Mother and Child are both wearing clothes of similar material, which looks rather like heavy cotton. Madonna's clothes are heavily patterned, and her head dress has tassels on it, perhaps to add some weight, thus making sure it won't fly away. Christ however, is clothed in a simple garment, with some rope around his middle to keep it on.
The Mother and Child have a halo around their heads made from what would appear to be wood, and decorated with jewels and beads. Christ's halo has a red cross on it, indicating that he was (or is to be) crucified.
The Artist seems to have the red canvas behind Madonna held up with something that looks similar to shoelaces, or perhaps rope for a tent.
The Artist has put Christ on a beaded cushion, as if to make him more obvious. There is also a blanket on the wall, on which is Crivellie's signature.
By WillowUnicorn
I am so, so sorry that I have not been on here for ages! I have been doing other things during my English, such as a project called "Story of My Life." I have to write my whole life with all the events of my life. It's loads of fun, and I am at the year 2010 in the book.
For History I'm learning through art, so I look at pictures carefully, take notes, and then write an essay, play, or something. I'm doing the 14th-15th century, so for this one I picked out a painting and wrote an essay about it. Here is the picture:
And here's the Essay:
Essay on a peice of Art from the 14th-15th Century.
Picture: Madonna and Child
By: Carlo Crivellie.
The painting "Madonna and Child" was painted by Carlo Crivellie in 1480. The Materials used for this were Tempera and Gold on Wood. The Painting currently lives in the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Half stylized, half realistic, Madonna is sitting her child, Christ, on a little wall. The Artist has painted them very stiffly. Madonna's fingers are too long, and Christ's feet and hands are way too small. Madonna's mouth appears to be a bit too small.
It appears that Madonna and Child and traveling. There is a road with people on it, with what seems to be a town on the horizon. The sky is half light and half dark, suggesting that it is either dawn of dusk. Judging by the trees in the background, they are in a place that doesn't get much rain.
The Artist has painted Christ holding a Goldfinch; the Goldfinch and the
Cucumber in the top left hand corner symbolizing Redemption, while the fly and the apples symbolize Sin.
Mother and Child are both wearing clothes of similar material, which looks rather like heavy cotton. Madonna's clothes are heavily patterned, and her head dress has tassels on it, perhaps to add some weight, thus making sure it won't fly away. Christ however, is clothed in a simple garment, with some rope around his middle to keep it on.
The Mother and Child have a halo around their heads made from what would appear to be wood, and decorated with jewels and beads. Christ's halo has a red cross on it, indicating that he was (or is to be) crucified.
The Artist seems to have the red canvas behind Madonna held up with something that looks similar to shoelaces, or perhaps rope for a tent.
The Artist has put Christ on a beaded cushion, as if to make him more obvious. There is also a blanket on the wall, on which is Crivellie's signature.
By WillowUnicorn
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Song inspired poem.
Hallo hallo! :)
So a couple of days ago, I was looking at some stuff on YouTube when I found a Ninjago video tribute, with this song called 'Not Alone' by Red. By the end of the video I had tears streaming down my face, and I watched it several times over until I got so overwhelmed that I needed to have a look at a different video - which was, funnily enough, One Direction's Live While We're Young, because my friend is a 1D fan girl.
Here is the link to the 'Not Alone' song and video: http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ndIHrtusG6Y
Anyway, I looked at some more of the person's Ninjago Videos, and my other favourite one was Breaking the Habit by Linkin Park. So, now completely inspired by these two songs, I've made a poem/song for my own Ninja, Lucy Fu ( usually called Lucy), about how she is left behind by her family, and becomes a 'Lone Wolf', and how she's been left shattered and dispirited. I'm going to make a video for it with the song, and have real-life acting in it.
Going ahead
Your head is drooping
Lost all its proudness
The groups been torn apart,
You've been left standing on your own.
So you watch the group go off
While you stand on that lonely hill
Your spirit's broken, left shattered.
Time to go ahead.
You don't wanna be picked
To fight every battle
But now there's no choice
You're all alone
In this big cold world.
You're just scared and confused
Wanting a life that will never be
Left behind in that big dark cave
Watching the battle be lost.
There's a tear going down your face
Your old life lies scattered -
It's burnt, falling apart.
Time to move on.
You don't wanna be picked
To fight every battle
But now there's no choice
You're all alone
In this big cold world
Don't know where it went wrong
You caught them when they fell,
Helped them when they cried
Let them catch their breath.
Now you've been shunned aside
No one to catch you if you fall
No one to hear your echoing call:
"Someone won't you please save me!"
You don't wanna be picked
To fight every battle
But now there's no choice
You're all alone
In this big cold world
So who will catch you when you fall?
Who will let you catch your breath?
Who will hear you when you call:
"Someone won't you please save me?"
Ta daaa! My song. Please comment letting me know about the lyrics, as I would really like to know what you all think! ^-^
I need to be going - I'm finishing school much later than normal, and I have music theory at 6:00pm -two hours away. >_<
I'll see you all later!
WillowUnicorn( AKA Lucy_Fu)
Sunday, March 23, 2014
Cleopatra - Murder or Suicide? (An essay by me)
Cleopatra- Murder or Suicide?
Most of us have heard the story of the beautiful Egyptian Pharaoh, Cleopatra, and how she committed Suicide instead of letting Octavian Caesar march her through the streets of Rome in his triumph. The story is so amazing, even Shakespear took the story and wrote it into a play.
But recently, in 2013, a book was published saying that Cleopatra was not bitten by a snake, but murdered by Octavian, who didn't want her, but her royal treasure. Now, with two different theories on how the Pharaoh died, history has gotten confusing. Which one is more likely to be right?
Lets have a step back in history.
Several thousand years ago, Antony and Cleopatra lived in the great city Alexandra. Times were leading into troubled waters. The couple had already lost a few of their battles, and had retreated into the city.
Antony watched some of his ships go out to battle. As they reached the enemy, each boat saluted each other and joined forces. Antony ran back through the streets, saying that Cleopatra and betrayed him. Cleopatra, in fright, hid in a temple/tomb, and told her guard to tell Antony that she was dead.
When Antony heard this, he asked his slave Eros to kill him. Eros went to strike, but turned around and stabbed himself instead. Antony marveled at the slaves courage, picked up his sword and stabbed himself. When Cleopatra heard, she ordered for him to be taken to her. So, bleeding to death, Antony was given to Cleopatra, where he died in her arms.
Cleopatra sent Octavian messages over and over, begging for mercy. Octavian, however, ignored them, but let her have some comforts. So, thus taking advantage of that, the Pharaoh gave orders for a deadly snake to be put in a basket of figs. Once they were in her hands, she made the snake bite her on the arm.
Octavian was told, and he came as fast as he could. But he arrived too late - the great Pharaoh Cleopatra was dead. Now he was deprived of his greatest treasure.
Now, lets look at the other version.
A criminal filer, Pat Brown, heard this version, and she doubted it. If a snake was hidden in a basket (and probably a fairly small one too) wouldn't the guards have noticed? And Cleopatra, in theory, should have still been alive when Octavian came.
So, now suspicious, she went researching, and came up with this theory:
Antony, with some of his soldiers, looked at Octavian's camp. wheeling his horse around, he made his way to escort Cleopatra and their children from the temple they were in to a hidden harbor. The plan was that when Octavian and Antony's ships were busy, Cleopatra and her fleet could escape up the Nile and down a canal to reach the Red Sea and then continue on to India.
When he dismounted one of his warriors stabbed him in the side, took the General's sword and covered it in blood, then took it to Octavian to tell him that Antony was dead.
But Cleopatra had seen what had happened, and had requested that his body be taken into the temple. However, there was nothing she could do, and he died. Antyllus hid somewhere in the temple, fearing for his life.
Octavian battled to the temple (or at least his army did) and requested to know where the royal treasure was. Both Cleopatra and her Treasurer flatly refused to tell, and both were tortured.
Antyllus was found and killed.
Cleopatra was visited by her Treasurer, who, seeing the cut and scarred Pharaoh, gave in and told Octavian where the treasure was.
Octavian then gave the order for Cleopatra to be strangled.
Now, which one sounds more likely?
I think there could be truth in both. It wouldn't be surprising for the proud Queen to commit suicide. But if she had a Cobra in the room, it would seem to be obvious to check it over for the big, dirty, snake. Unless the Queen had somewhere to hide it once it had bitten her, or someone had hidden in the room, then stole out with the snake once everyone had left.
For now, I'm staying half-and-half. The Case still isn't solved.
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Most of us have heard the story of the beautiful Egyptian Pharaoh, Cleopatra, and how she committed Suicide instead of letting Octavian Caesar march her through the streets of Rome in his triumph. The story is so amazing, even Shakespear took the story and wrote it into a play.
But recently, in 2013, a book was published saying that Cleopatra was not bitten by a snake, but murdered by Octavian, who didn't want her, but her royal treasure. Now, with two different theories on how the Pharaoh died, history has gotten confusing. Which one is more likely to be right?
Lets have a step back in history.
Several thousand years ago, Antony and Cleopatra lived in the great city Alexandra. Times were leading into troubled waters. The couple had already lost a few of their battles, and had retreated into the city.
Antony watched some of his ships go out to battle. As they reached the enemy, each boat saluted each other and joined forces. Antony ran back through the streets, saying that Cleopatra and betrayed him. Cleopatra, in fright, hid in a temple/tomb, and told her guard to tell Antony that she was dead.
When Antony heard this, he asked his slave Eros to kill him. Eros went to strike, but turned around and stabbed himself instead. Antony marveled at the slaves courage, picked up his sword and stabbed himself. When Cleopatra heard, she ordered for him to be taken to her. So, bleeding to death, Antony was given to Cleopatra, where he died in her arms.
Cleopatra sent Octavian messages over and over, begging for mercy. Octavian, however, ignored them, but let her have some comforts. So, thus taking advantage of that, the Pharaoh gave orders for a deadly snake to be put in a basket of figs. Once they were in her hands, she made the snake bite her on the arm.
Octavian was told, and he came as fast as he could. But he arrived too late - the great Pharaoh Cleopatra was dead. Now he was deprived of his greatest treasure.
Now, lets look at the other version.
A criminal filer, Pat Brown, heard this version, and she doubted it. If a snake was hidden in a basket (and probably a fairly small one too) wouldn't the guards have noticed? And Cleopatra, in theory, should have still been alive when Octavian came.
So, now suspicious, she went researching, and came up with this theory:
Antony, with some of his soldiers, looked at Octavian's camp. wheeling his horse around, he made his way to escort Cleopatra and their children from the temple they were in to a hidden harbor. The plan was that when Octavian and Antony's ships were busy, Cleopatra and her fleet could escape up the Nile and down a canal to reach the Red Sea and then continue on to India.
When he dismounted one of his warriors stabbed him in the side, took the General's sword and covered it in blood, then took it to Octavian to tell him that Antony was dead.
But Cleopatra had seen what had happened, and had requested that his body be taken into the temple. However, there was nothing she could do, and he died. Antyllus hid somewhere in the temple, fearing for his life.
Octavian battled to the temple (or at least his army did) and requested to know where the royal treasure was. Both Cleopatra and her Treasurer flatly refused to tell, and both were tortured.
Antyllus was found and killed.
Cleopatra was visited by her Treasurer, who, seeing the cut and scarred Pharaoh, gave in and told Octavian where the treasure was.
Octavian then gave the order for Cleopatra to be strangled.
Now, which one sounds more likely?
I think there could be truth in both. It wouldn't be surprising for the proud Queen to commit suicide. But if she had a Cobra in the room, it would seem to be obvious to check it over for the big, dirty, snake. Unless the Queen had somewhere to hide it once it had bitten her, or someone had hidden in the room, then stole out with the snake once everyone had left.
For now, I'm staying half-and-half. The Case still isn't solved.
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Book writing :)
Hello everyone!
Today there is no poem for you. :( I know - its disappointing. I've sort of lost ideas for poems at the moment. If you have any suggestions, please put them in a comment below this post!
I have, however, been working on a book idea I've had recently. It's called Team Tech - four kids who get into a lot of adventures because of their amazing machines that Mo (the oldest girl) has made.
At the moment I've got two books planned: The Mystery of Manchester Manor - and - The Missing Fantasy Machine.
The first one is a murder mystery - a young girl died in Manchester Manor a very, very long time ago, and Mo sends Lucy and Zane to the past, while Andy works hard on two essays- the current version of history, and what Lucy and Zane are telling him.
The second book is a chasing thing - Mo has made a machine that can produce animals from Fantasy books and myths: unicorns, dragons, etc. But one day the machine gets stolen, and creatures that don't belong are appearing everywhere. So Mo, Zane, Lucy, and Andy go on an adventure to get back the amazing machine and get everything back to normal. But they also need to modify everyone's memory, so that every one forgets what just happened...
Yeah. So that's my plans! I'm also hoping to get them published. I'm thinking of self publishing them, and I looked at Some pages and I was like: O_O it costs $1000+ to publish over fifty books?! But Freemantle has a publishing place somewhere, so I'm going to have a look.
If you are interested, here is my own, hand drawn front cover for "Mystery of Manchester Manor":
It's sideways (I'm using the ipad) but characters go from left (if you tilt your head that way) to right:
MO (white top), Lucy, Zane, Andy.
Well, I must go. Got school work to do!
Happy reading!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Time to Howl!
Hello Everyone!
I'm back! I didn't have anything to post up on Monday, and Tuesdays have gone back to being "No school work" day. And I've been going to birthday parties, so I've been busy.
I have a lovely friend, whom I prefer to call nya2468. She is very nice, and hung out with me, Sissyloo, NRGJay, and Ehinching. She loves Wolves, and has a Wolf Spirit that she calls "Shadow Howler". So, I have decided to write her a poem - on wolves.
The Wolf.
Wolf.
It's Shaggy coat,
In wonderful colours of
White, black, or grey,
Is warm and soft.
It's proud head,
Held high,
Has such wonderful eyes.
It's strong paws,
Tread through the snow,
Leaving quaint prints behind.
All night it's echoing howl,
Shakes the trees and
Rents the air.
O lovely Shadow Howler,
O Great Wolf,
I grant thee freedom.
nya2468, that is my poem to you and dear Shadow Howler.
For my other readers, if you go onto the LEGO Message Boards, and find "Fugitive - a story" you should find the song I made for nya2468 - it's called "Go Nya Go". I remember that she looked at it and went "There's nothing about wolves in it!" So this is my very late poem to give her the Wolf side. :)
Well, I must go - I have school work, music class, and a video to put on my Youtube page.
Go Wild!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
I'm back! I didn't have anything to post up on Monday, and Tuesdays have gone back to being "No school work" day. And I've been going to birthday parties, so I've been busy.
I have a lovely friend, whom I prefer to call nya2468. She is very nice, and hung out with me, Sissyloo, NRGJay, and Ehinching. She loves Wolves, and has a Wolf Spirit that she calls "Shadow Howler". So, I have decided to write her a poem - on wolves.
The Wolf.
Wolf.
It's Shaggy coat,
In wonderful colours of
White, black, or grey,
Is warm and soft.
It's proud head,
Held high,
Has such wonderful eyes.
It's strong paws,
Tread through the snow,
Leaving quaint prints behind.
All night it's echoing howl,
Shakes the trees and
Rents the air.
O lovely Shadow Howler,
O Great Wolf,
I grant thee freedom.
nya2468, that is my poem to you and dear Shadow Howler.
For my other readers, if you go onto the LEGO Message Boards, and find "Fugitive - a story" you should find the song I made for nya2468 - it's called "Go Nya Go". I remember that she looked at it and went "There's nothing about wolves in it!" So this is my very late poem to give her the Wolf side. :)
Well, I must go - I have school work, music class, and a video to put on my Youtube page.
Go Wild!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Some poems dating right back to 2011...
Hello dear Readers!
Well, I was looking in the book I would write every single poem I made up in, when I found some really good ones I've never put up. I was like "What? I haven't put these up yet? But they're so good! And one has the funny name!" So I'm putting those wonderful poems up now - Here we Go!
Chicken of the Deep
His long graceful neck
A wonderful curve,
As he swims along,
Feathers as white as snow.
He swims past again
And Again,
White - glittering in the sun.
When I go to the sea,
The wild waves chrash
It's foam as white as snow.
It reminds me of the
Swan
Dating 30/08/11
Memories of an Old Stallion (re-edition)
He was born on that wild, stormy, spring day.
He was no normal horse.
His Dam, as said the rumors, had woven a spell, had called him Mystical.
His Silver-white slid through the bush,
Finding all his old haunts.
He stands with his mares in the clearing,
Telling the foals his memories,
Such as the Stallion who defeated his Sire,
And sought to defeat him ...
He heard a sound,
Like a crack of twigs under a hoof,
A trumpeting call of a Stallion calling to fight.
And quick as lightning,
His Mares and their foals hid in the scrub,
While Mystical went to face the foe.
He stepped through the bush,
Met the old grey Stallion with a roar of rage,
They came closer and closer,
Each roaring and screaming their defence,
And after some hours of battle,
Mystical threw his foe to the ground.
Then, Triumphant,
He made his way back to his mares,
And they walked off through the bush.
Dating 05/04/12
Game Time
Games! Games! Games!
Oh what a lot of fun!
Card game, board games, computer games!
Oh what a lot of fun!
Sleeping Queens, Scrabble, Minecraft!
Oh what a lot of fun!
More games, More Games!
Oh what a lot of fun!
Snap and Nabit, Ultima 6!
Oh what a lot of fun!
Now we're all hungry,
Lets go grab a bun!
Dating 04/03/13
Well, those are the really good ones that I haven't put up. The Second one, Memories of and Old Stallion, is based off a book I used to read - the Silver Brumby - and I entered it into a poetry competition, but I didn't win.
I've just remembered I had poem that I was supposed to put up at the beginning of the year when I turned 14! But I can't find the poem, and all I can remember is this :
I'm fourteen, independent and
Proud of it!
And funnily enough that was the last line of the poem.
Well, I still have school work - I woke up late due to the fact that I was up till 00:00 reading a book under the bedsheets with a torch - and I also have Music later today, then tomorrow my brother is coming back from Adelaide, and we need to pick him up insanely early! So yes, busy busy busy!
Well, I must be off.
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Well, I was looking in the book I would write every single poem I made up in, when I found some really good ones I've never put up. I was like "What? I haven't put these up yet? But they're so good! And one has the funny name!" So I'm putting those wonderful poems up now - Here we Go!
Chicken of the Deep
His long graceful neck
A wonderful curve,
As he swims along,
Feathers as white as snow.
He swims past again
And Again,
White - glittering in the sun.
When I go to the sea,
The wild waves chrash
It's foam as white as snow.
It reminds me of the
Swan
Dating 30/08/11
Memories of an Old Stallion (re-edition)
He was born on that wild, stormy, spring day.
He was no normal horse.
His Dam, as said the rumors, had woven a spell, had called him Mystical.
His Silver-white slid through the bush,
Finding all his old haunts.
He stands with his mares in the clearing,
Telling the foals his memories,
Such as the Stallion who defeated his Sire,
And sought to defeat him ...
He heard a sound,
Like a crack of twigs under a hoof,
A trumpeting call of a Stallion calling to fight.
And quick as lightning,
His Mares and their foals hid in the scrub,
While Mystical went to face the foe.
He stepped through the bush,
Met the old grey Stallion with a roar of rage,
They came closer and closer,
Each roaring and screaming their defence,
And after some hours of battle,
Mystical threw his foe to the ground.
Then, Triumphant,
He made his way back to his mares,
And they walked off through the bush.
Dating 05/04/12
Game Time
Games! Games! Games!
Oh what a lot of fun!
Card game, board games, computer games!
Oh what a lot of fun!
Sleeping Queens, Scrabble, Minecraft!
Oh what a lot of fun!
More games, More Games!
Oh what a lot of fun!
Snap and Nabit, Ultima 6!
Oh what a lot of fun!
Now we're all hungry,
Lets go grab a bun!
Dating 04/03/13
Well, those are the really good ones that I haven't put up. The Second one, Memories of and Old Stallion, is based off a book I used to read - the Silver Brumby - and I entered it into a poetry competition, but I didn't win.
I've just remembered I had poem that I was supposed to put up at the beginning of the year when I turned 14! But I can't find the poem, and all I can remember is this :
I'm fourteen, independent and
Proud of it!
And funnily enough that was the last line of the poem.
Well, I still have school work - I woke up late due to the fact that I was up till 00:00 reading a book under the bedsheets with a torch - and I also have Music later today, then tomorrow my brother is coming back from Adelaide, and we need to pick him up insanely early! So yes, busy busy busy!
Well, I must be off.
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Monday, March 10, 2014
Burglars - Part Two
(Continued form previous post)
Mrs Wiener took him off the roof,
Showed him the trousers to state her proof.
"It's no wonder you have a bad sleep.
Stay here! I'll be back in a peep."
And out went the Dry Cleaner,
Leaving behind a grubby Stan Wiener.
Next Morning the young man,
With the name 'Stunning Stan,'
Went to the place that he sold,
Jewelery, made of pure gold.
But Mr Rompoly, the man who employed him,
Stared at him frostily.
"You're fired!" said he. "A Cat Burglar!
Indeed. Begone, young Burgher!"
And that is the story of Stunning Stan,
The Cat Burglar who thought he was a man.
Hello hello!
Yes, I'm back again! I would've put this at the top, but I had to write the rest of the Cat Burglar at the top. ;D
So now we have the full fifteen lines of The Cat Burglar. What a story it is! I'm glad my mother isn't a Dry Cleaner. But then, maybe it would be nice having a tidy house! (I wouldn't know, 'cause my house is always untidy - and my bedroom is the worst bit. I can't let my baby brother in, it's so messy!)
Well, I'm hoping to put up a poem about an actor soon. I don't know which one though - I suppose it's research time!
Well, I shall probably be seeing you all some time soon again.
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Mrs Wiener took him off the roof,
Showed him the trousers to state her proof.
"It's no wonder you have a bad sleep.
Stay here! I'll be back in a peep."
And out went the Dry Cleaner,
Leaving behind a grubby Stan Wiener.
Next Morning the young man,
With the name 'Stunning Stan,'
Went to the place that he sold,
Jewelery, made of pure gold.
But Mr Rompoly, the man who employed him,
Stared at him frostily.
"You're fired!" said he. "A Cat Burglar!
Indeed. Begone, young Burgher!"
And that is the story of Stunning Stan,
The Cat Burglar who thought he was a man.
Hello hello!
Yes, I'm back again! I would've put this at the top, but I had to write the rest of the Cat Burglar at the top. ;D
So now we have the full fifteen lines of The Cat Burglar. What a story it is! I'm glad my mother isn't a Dry Cleaner. But then, maybe it would be nice having a tidy house! (I wouldn't know, 'cause my house is always untidy - and my bedroom is the worst bit. I can't let my baby brother in, it's so messy!)
Well, I'm hoping to put up a poem about an actor soon. I don't know which one though - I suppose it's research time!
Well, I shall probably be seeing you all some time soon again.
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Burglars - part One
Hello!
So my friend Magnus was here yesterday, and my Brother and I were showing him the apartment building's swimming pool and gym that we use when he said "This place would be great for a Cat Burglar. Look at all the things to climb!" and then he started making up this person who climbed the houses at night, and his mother, who was a Dry Cleaner, got tired of him messing up the place, and starts running after him.
So I've started writing the poem/song about a Cat Burglar. I'll be posting it up in parts - it's going to be very long.
The Cat Burglar - Part One
Once there was a young man,
With the name 'Stunning Stan.'
During the Day he sold,
Jewelry, made of pure gold.
But at night, the young Burgher,
Turned into the fearsome Cat Burglar.
But alas! For his mother, the Dry Cleaner,
Who went by the name Mrs Wiener,
Would follow him over the roofs,
The he would roam over in his best shoes.
"Mum!" he said. "It's dangerous for you!
"If you were to fall, what'll I do?"
"I'm tired of you climbing the roofs of houses,
And coming home with torn trousers!"
So that is the beginning part! The last line is the Mother, who, like mentioned, is a dry cleaner and loves everything to be nice and tidy. Imagen a house like the Dursley's from Harry Potter!
Well, I must be off - there is school work, circus classes and dancing to be done and to go to today, I do not like the idea of being late! So I will see you all tomorrow or later in the week!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
So my friend Magnus was here yesterday, and my Brother and I were showing him the apartment building's swimming pool and gym that we use when he said "This place would be great for a Cat Burglar. Look at all the things to climb!" and then he started making up this person who climbed the houses at night, and his mother, who was a Dry Cleaner, got tired of him messing up the place, and starts running after him.
So I've started writing the poem/song about a Cat Burglar. I'll be posting it up in parts - it's going to be very long.
The Cat Burglar - Part One
Once there was a young man,
With the name 'Stunning Stan.'
During the Day he sold,
Jewelry, made of pure gold.
But at night, the young Burgher,
Turned into the fearsome Cat Burglar.
But alas! For his mother, the Dry Cleaner,
Who went by the name Mrs Wiener,
Would follow him over the roofs,
The he would roam over in his best shoes.
"Mum!" he said. "It's dangerous for you!
"If you were to fall, what'll I do?"
"I'm tired of you climbing the roofs of houses,
And coming home with torn trousers!"
So that is the beginning part! The last line is the Mother, who, like mentioned, is a dry cleaner and loves everything to be nice and tidy. Imagen a house like the Dursley's from Harry Potter!
Well, I must be off - there is school work, circus classes and dancing to be done and to go to today, I do not like the idea of being late! So I will see you all tomorrow or later in the week!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Weird Nursery Rhythms
Hello again!
Yes, I'm back!!
Well, My brothers and I have been inspired by Vi Hart's "Mary had a Laser Bat." and we have been making up our own versions! Here are mine:
Cleo had a laser bat, laser bat, laser bat! Cleo had a laser bat who decided to kill her. The bat was friends with a laser snake, laser snake, laser snake! The Bat was friends with a laser snake who exterminated Cleo.
That one was based of Cleopatra from Egypt - because apparently she didn't kill herself with an asp, but was murdered. Nice :P.
Now, a slightly more funnier one:
Three blind Ninja, three blind Ninja, see how they fight, see how they fight.
They all ran after Lord Garmadon, who chased them round with a mega gun, have you ever seen such a thing in your liiiiiiiife!! as three blind Ninja.
Ah yes, the wonderful things one can do with Nursery Rhythms. *wipes a tear of laughter off of my face* I love turning things into something else - it's something I'm very good at. If you want an example I'll tell you about the time I was knitting a scarf for my friend, when I got bored of doing the same thing over and over and I decided to turn it into a bag! So now she has a lovely, bright red knitted bag, which she carries around everywhere.
Well, I must get back to maths, as I need to go to the Library to pick up some books on history soon.
If any of you have funny versions of a nursery rhythm, please put it in the comment box at the bottom of this post! Please remember that there may be some younger kids reading this, so refrain from using swear words and such.
Smiles!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Yes, I'm back!!
Well, My brothers and I have been inspired by Vi Hart's "Mary had a Laser Bat." and we have been making up our own versions! Here are mine:
Cleo had a laser bat, laser bat, laser bat! Cleo had a laser bat who decided to kill her. The bat was friends with a laser snake, laser snake, laser snake! The Bat was friends with a laser snake who exterminated Cleo.
That one was based of Cleopatra from Egypt - because apparently she didn't kill herself with an asp, but was murdered. Nice :P.
Now, a slightly more funnier one:
Three blind Ninja, three blind Ninja, see how they fight, see how they fight.
They all ran after Lord Garmadon, who chased them round with a mega gun, have you ever seen such a thing in your liiiiiiiife!! as three blind Ninja.
Ah yes, the wonderful things one can do with Nursery Rhythms. *wipes a tear of laughter off of my face* I love turning things into something else - it's something I'm very good at. If you want an example I'll tell you about the time I was knitting a scarf for my friend, when I got bored of doing the same thing over and over and I decided to turn it into a bag! So now she has a lovely, bright red knitted bag, which she carries around everywhere.
Well, I must get back to maths, as I need to go to the Library to pick up some books on history soon.
If any of you have funny versions of a nursery rhythm, please put it in the comment box at the bottom of this post! Please remember that there may be some younger kids reading this, so refrain from using swear words and such.
Smiles!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Midnight Blues
Hello everyone!
I'm back, with a new poem! Like the last two ones about LEGO, this song can be sung - so, like the other two, I just need a suitable picture for it, then I can do the filming part. Fun!
Here it Is:
Midnight Blue
Walking through the park at night,
Listen; the trees talk in the wind.
Near by two squirrels have a fight,
I stop close by to watch them.
The night Owl swoops past,
It lands and hoots dolefully.
The cat stalks a mouse. Fast!
Their eyes glow in the Dark.
I'm standing in the dark,
Remembering the Past,
The Wind is a blanket,
The Stars are my nightlights.
They're watching over me,
In the Midnight Blue.
As mysteries unfold,
I'm taken further in.
The stories left untold,
Gather round, left out.
The Unicorn near a fountain,
Dragon in the forest,
Goblin in the Mountain,
Fairies in the Garden.
I'm standing in the dark,
Remembering the Past,
The Wind is a blanket,
The Stars are my nightlights.
They're watching over me,
In the Midnight Blue.
The Owl goes in the night,
On white feathery wings,
I stand and watch it's flight.
The Squirrels have disappeared.
The Midnight Blue is gone,
Replaced by purple satin.
Night time is done,
So I watch the glitter sky.
I'm standing in the dark,
Remembering the Past,
The Wind is a blanket,
The Stars are my nightlights.
They're watching over me,
In the Midnight Blue.
The stars sink like water,
Into the soft, purple satin.
Hours later, Mother and Daughter,
Are playing with a Dog.
The Midnight Blue is over,
But it'll be back again tonight.
I walk to my home,
To spend the day away.
I'm standing in the dark,
Remembering the Past,
The Wind is a blanket,
The Stars are my nightlights.
They're watching over me,
In the Midnight Blue.
In the Midnight Blue,
Mysteries float, Glitter Gold,
Silver rain falls ...
In the Midnight Blue.
There you are!
I thought that some of you will be interested in learning that NaNoWriMo has their "Camp" coming up sometime soon - in the middle of the year. If you google search "Camp NaNoWriMo", it should come up with the link. And if you join, be sure to find me on there! My user name on it is "Spinjisumaster" and it has a pic of a green and gold My Little Pony pony - so you can be sure when you see it!
Otherwise, join me in the November NaNoWriMo - It's still the same user name if you want to find me! ;D
Well, I must go - I have a lot of school work to finish before the day is over, so I'll see you all again later!
WillowUnicorn
I'm back, with a new poem! Like the last two ones about LEGO, this song can be sung - so, like the other two, I just need a suitable picture for it, then I can do the filming part. Fun!
Here it Is:
Midnight Blue
Walking through the park at night,
Listen; the trees talk in the wind.
Near by two squirrels have a fight,
I stop close by to watch them.
The night Owl swoops past,
It lands and hoots dolefully.
The cat stalks a mouse. Fast!
Their eyes glow in the Dark.
I'm standing in the dark,
Remembering the Past,
The Wind is a blanket,
The Stars are my nightlights.
They're watching over me,
In the Midnight Blue.
As mysteries unfold,
I'm taken further in.
The stories left untold,
Gather round, left out.
The Unicorn near a fountain,
Dragon in the forest,
Goblin in the Mountain,
Fairies in the Garden.
I'm standing in the dark,
Remembering the Past,
The Wind is a blanket,
The Stars are my nightlights.
They're watching over me,
In the Midnight Blue.
The Owl goes in the night,
On white feathery wings,
I stand and watch it's flight.
The Squirrels have disappeared.
The Midnight Blue is gone,
Replaced by purple satin.
Night time is done,
So I watch the glitter sky.
I'm standing in the dark,
Remembering the Past,
The Wind is a blanket,
The Stars are my nightlights.
They're watching over me,
In the Midnight Blue.
The stars sink like water,
Into the soft, purple satin.
Hours later, Mother and Daughter,
Are playing with a Dog.
The Midnight Blue is over,
But it'll be back again tonight.
I walk to my home,
To spend the day away.
I'm standing in the dark,
Remembering the Past,
The Wind is a blanket,
The Stars are my nightlights.
They're watching over me,
In the Midnight Blue.
In the Midnight Blue,
Mysteries float, Glitter Gold,
Silver rain falls ...
In the Midnight Blue.
There you are!
I thought that some of you will be interested in learning that NaNoWriMo has their "Camp" coming up sometime soon - in the middle of the year. If you google search "Camp NaNoWriMo", it should come up with the link. And if you join, be sure to find me on there! My user name on it is "Spinjisumaster" and it has a pic of a green and gold My Little Pony pony - so you can be sure when you see it!
Otherwise, join me in the November NaNoWriMo - It's still the same user name if you want to find me! ;D
Well, I must go - I have a lot of school work to finish before the day is over, so I'll see you all again later!
WillowUnicorn
Sunday, March 2, 2014
'From up on Poppy Hill' a Miyazaki Anamation
Hello everyone!
Well, I'm back again! I got up late today (Public holiday) but I still have school work, so I'm still doing maths and what not! :D
Well, yesterday, after I posted up the LEGO poems, me, my three brothers and my parents watched a Miyazaki production while having dinner. The film was called "From up on Poppy Hill", and is about some school kids who are trying to save their club house from being demolished. There are some pretty funny bits in it, and some very sad bits, but it's really good. (I'm also planning to dress up as one of the main characters (called Umi) for a Cosplay event/compertition).
This poem is about Umi, and her flags.
From Up on Poppy Hill
"I am raising the flags for Father."
The Siblings nod and go to school.
From up on Poppy Hill.
She ties the flags to the string.
Starts to pull them up.
She is raising the flags for her Father.
She watches them sway in the wind.
The boats in the harbor see her call.
From up on Poppy Hill.
She walks down the path to school.
Behind her the flags wave and fail.
She has raised the flags for her Father.
The boy on the barge saw the flags.
He knows the girl who rose them.
From up on Poppy Hill.
She comes back from school.
Sees the boy waiting for her.
"I am raising the flags for Father."
From up on Poppy Hill.
So that is about Umi, and how she raises the flags each morning for her Father, who was lost at sea.
According to one of my friends, Miyazaki is now doing his last animation. I wish Miyazaki luck with his last animation, and hope it is as good as the others. :)
In case you are wondering, this poem is a villanelle. It goes A1bA2 abA1 abA2 abA1 abA2 abA1A2. They usually rhythm, but I couldn't get any of the words to rhythm in this - I think the poem and my mind were rebelling against each other.
Well, I may be back later in the week with more poems if my Character Studies don't threaten to take over all my time! Hopefully I'll be seeing you all again next week too.
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Well, I'm back again! I got up late today (Public holiday) but I still have school work, so I'm still doing maths and what not! :D
Well, yesterday, after I posted up the LEGO poems, me, my three brothers and my parents watched a Miyazaki production while having dinner. The film was called "From up on Poppy Hill", and is about some school kids who are trying to save their club house from being demolished. There are some pretty funny bits in it, and some very sad bits, but it's really good. (I'm also planning to dress up as one of the main characters (called Umi) for a Cosplay event/compertition).
This poem is about Umi, and her flags.
From Up on Poppy Hill
"I am raising the flags for Father."
The Siblings nod and go to school.
From up on Poppy Hill.
She ties the flags to the string.
Starts to pull them up.
She is raising the flags for her Father.
She watches them sway in the wind.
The boats in the harbor see her call.
From up on Poppy Hill.
She walks down the path to school.
Behind her the flags wave and fail.
She has raised the flags for her Father.
The boy on the barge saw the flags.
He knows the girl who rose them.
From up on Poppy Hill.
She comes back from school.
Sees the boy waiting for her.
"I am raising the flags for Father."
From up on Poppy Hill.
So that is about Umi, and how she raises the flags each morning for her Father, who was lost at sea.
According to one of my friends, Miyazaki is now doing his last animation. I wish Miyazaki luck with his last animation, and hope it is as good as the others. :)
In case you are wondering, this poem is a villanelle. It goes A1bA2 abA1 abA2 abA1 abA2 abA1A2. They usually rhythm, but I couldn't get any of the words to rhythm in this - I think the poem and my mind were rebelling against each other.
Well, I may be back later in the week with more poems if my Character Studies don't threaten to take over all my time! Hopefully I'll be seeing you all again next week too.
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
LEGO, LEGO!
Hello every one!
Well, I'm back again, at what I think is the last day of the week, but people consider the beginning of the week! And, even better, I have two new poems.
These can both be sung as well (I had made them to be songs) but they are just as good to read. As soon as I've got pictures/videos done for them both, I'll be putting them both up on YouTube. I'll post up the links when I've done them.
Poem 1: the Secret Sisters
We're the secret sisters
bound by loyalty and interests,
We stand up for what's right,
Look out for each other.
If it wasn't for you and if it wasn't for me,
We'd never be together.
Yeah we thought we were as
different as the Night is from the Day,
Until WindWaker10 helped to see another way:
We like Ninjago,
Being friends and having fun!
Standing up and looking out for every one.
Cuz we're secret sisters and that's what good friends do!
If danger makes you wanna hide I'll Spinjitzu to your side,
When you're feeling blue WindWaker10 will cheer up you,
Kindness is never in short supply when with Bridgey27,
Then MineHappyGarm is best for being really nerdy!
If you like Adventure you're like the Storm Sis Lucy_Fu,
Like to make jokes all day, you're like WindWaker10,
You're always sharing with your friends, you're like sweet Bridgey27'
And if you're always in a conversation, you're really like MineHappyGarm!
We're the Secret Sisters,
As cool as friends can be,
No one could part you from me,
Cause in our hearts we're all the same.
That was the Secret Sisters song I made up. On the LEGO Message Boards a couple of girls and I made up the Secret Sister Society. The song is using the original four- me(Lucy_Fu), WindWaker10, Bridgey27, and MineHappyGarm. I left before they decided who was the, erm, leader,and I also never got to post this in their HQ (anyone from the LMB who is reading this is welcome to post it up).
Poem 2: the LEGO Friends Party!
Come on girls, it's party time!
We'll show you around Heartlake City,
There's lots of things to do today,
Come on, you'll meet the Friends on the way.
Hi I'm Mia! And this is Emma,
We'll take you round for your first trip ever,
Hop in the car, we'll be on our way,
Today's gonna be a great day!
Over to the left is Sunshine Ranch,
Over to the right is Summer Riding Camp,
Look girls, it's Olivia and Stephanie,
Come on girls, got a long way to go.
Over to the right is Olivia's House,
Over to the left is Heartlake High,
Look girls, Andrea's at the school,
Hop in Andrea, we're doing something cool!
Now we're all together, it's party time!
Lets go pick up some good food!
Chocolates, cakes, ice-cream and biscuits,
Let's hope this will fit in the car!
~*>*<*~
Thank you girls for staying with us!
We hope you enjoyed the Party!
Just remember, if you're feeling blue,
Call on us - we'll cheer up you!
So this poem is based off the LEGO Friends Party that is planned to happen in Sydney. There's a competition for it in the TotalGirl magazine, which I'm hoping to enter. I'll let you know if I win!
Well, I'm hoping to have a Ninjago based poem for you lovely readers soon - otherwise it will be something else. :)
I hope you enjoy reading these! As usual, please, feel free to comment.
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Another Poem on Friends
Hello one and all!
Well, I'm back again! I'm pretty exhausted from a busy weekend and school on Monday, but because I'm feeling refreshed I'm now getting along smoothly.
I also have found that I'm enjoying maths more. And I've got Vi Hart's song about a Consistent Circle stuck in my head. If you haven't heard of her, look up her channel on Youtube, she's a mathmusicion, and pretty awesome! Just search Vi Hart, and click any of her funny math/music related videos.
What am I doing, talking about maths?! Lets go to the poetry. I've been getting stuck for ideas with my poem writing, so I've done another one about friends. Here it is!
Friends
People are like weeds,
Everywhere and anywhere.
Friends are like roses,
standing tall and proud.
Friends are like the stars,
Sending showers of glitter.
Or sometimes music,
Soft upon your ear.
They are the sun in a cloudy sky,
Warmth in the bitter cold.
Friends are fun, friends are sweet,
Here to make you laugh,
Here to share and have good times.
People are like weeds,
Everywhere and anywhere.
Friends are like roses,
Standing proud and tall.
The second poem on friends. I wonder if I should do a Poem based off the LEGO Friends theme... might help with some of the problems I'm having. Yeah, I'll do that next week (Or on the bus) and try to make it catchy. (If any of you gals from the LMB are reading this, feel free to post the poem up on there after it's came out. Just remember to say it's by me! :) ) After that I'm getting some books full of pictures and writing poems based off them.
I've just realized that my blog is now 1 year and a few days old! I'm amazed that I've gotten up to my 41st post - my cooking blog has got less of them, I think. Also I'd like to say that my Ninjgo Blog got over 500 views in it's first month month. Thanks to those 500 people! (BTW, I'm hoping to put up parts about Sensei Wu, Lord Garmadon, and the Villains, and then I'll post up some of the new stuff. ;) )
Well, have a good week every one, and I'll see you next week or sooner!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Well, I'm back again! I'm pretty exhausted from a busy weekend and school on Monday, but because I'm feeling refreshed I'm now getting along smoothly.
I also have found that I'm enjoying maths more. And I've got Vi Hart's song about a Consistent Circle stuck in my head. If you haven't heard of her, look up her channel on Youtube, she's a mathmusicion, and pretty awesome! Just search Vi Hart, and click any of her funny math/music related videos.
What am I doing, talking about maths?! Lets go to the poetry. I've been getting stuck for ideas with my poem writing, so I've done another one about friends. Here it is!
Friends
People are like weeds,
Everywhere and anywhere.
Friends are like roses,
standing tall and proud.
Friends are like the stars,
Sending showers of glitter.
Or sometimes music,
Soft upon your ear.
They are the sun in a cloudy sky,
Warmth in the bitter cold.
Friends are fun, friends are sweet,
Here to make you laugh,
Here to share and have good times.
People are like weeds,
Everywhere and anywhere.
Friends are like roses,
Standing proud and tall.
The second poem on friends. I wonder if I should do a Poem based off the LEGO Friends theme... might help with some of the problems I'm having. Yeah, I'll do that next week (Or on the bus) and try to make it catchy. (If any of you gals from the LMB are reading this, feel free to post the poem up on there after it's came out. Just remember to say it's by me! :) ) After that I'm getting some books full of pictures and writing poems based off them.
I've just realized that my blog is now 1 year and a few days old! I'm amazed that I've gotten up to my 41st post - my cooking blog has got less of them, I think. Also I'd like to say that my Ninjgo Blog got over 500 views in it's first month month. Thanks to those 500 people! (BTW, I'm hoping to put up parts about Sensei Wu, Lord Garmadon, and the Villains, and then I'll post up some of the new stuff. ;) )
Well, have a good week every one, and I'll see you next week or sooner!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Danny Wise, who lost his Eyes
Hello one and all!
Well, after a long break, in which I was having a semi-relaxed holiday, I am now back at school (which I was missing for the first time ever). Summer is now slowly cooling down, but it doesn't stop us from going to the pool even on week days!
Well, I've been doing stuff from my book "The Odeless Traveled", by Steven Fry, and one of the exercises was to finish off a Ballard Mr Fry had started. So here it is:
Danny Wise, who lost his Eyes
Now gather round and let me tell
The tale of Danny Wise:
And how his sweet wife Annabelle
Did suck out both his eyes.
And if I tell the Story true,
And if I tell it clear
There's not a mortal one of you,
Won't shriek in mortal fear.
It happened not to long ago,
T'was the 28th of June,
Man and Wife sat at table so,
Eating soup with a spoon.
Then forward leant Annabelle
Whispered in her husband's ear,
Told a story for him to tell,
The moral was very clear!
So Danny Wise closed his eyes,
Annabelle knocked him out,
She dragged him through the house,
Stuffed him up the chimney spout.
She kissed him once, kissed him twice,
His eyes fell in her pot,
She decided to cook 'em with rice,
And eat them in her cot.
She died a week later,
of a terrible disease,
That they call "EyeballBater"
Danny went over seas.
Now both are sleepin'
Deep under ground,
Annabelle stopped eating -
Her lesson long found.
I hope I told this well,
And that the Moral was clear,
Never trust young Annabelle,
Danny's wife so dear!
There! Thats the Ballard. It was one hard thing to do, finishing off some one else's thing, but I did it. Only problem was that it took an hour. Can you see where my part begins, and Steven Fry's finishes?
Well, If you're lucky there will be another poem/Ballard/thing up next week! I'm also planning to do a Story blog for certain stories that I never put up, so if I do I'll post the Link up.
Happy Reading!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
Well, after a long break, in which I was having a semi-relaxed holiday, I am now back at school (which I was missing for the first time ever). Summer is now slowly cooling down, but it doesn't stop us from going to the pool even on week days!
Well, I've been doing stuff from my book "The Odeless Traveled", by Steven Fry, and one of the exercises was to finish off a Ballard Mr Fry had started. So here it is:
Danny Wise, who lost his Eyes
Now gather round and let me tell
The tale of Danny Wise:
And how his sweet wife Annabelle
Did suck out both his eyes.
And if I tell the Story true,
And if I tell it clear
There's not a mortal one of you,
Won't shriek in mortal fear.
It happened not to long ago,
T'was the 28th of June,
Man and Wife sat at table so,
Eating soup with a spoon.
Then forward leant Annabelle
Whispered in her husband's ear,
Told a story for him to tell,
The moral was very clear!
So Danny Wise closed his eyes,
Annabelle knocked him out,
She dragged him through the house,
Stuffed him up the chimney spout.
She kissed him once, kissed him twice,
His eyes fell in her pot,
She decided to cook 'em with rice,
And eat them in her cot.
She died a week later,
of a terrible disease,
That they call "EyeballBater"
Danny went over seas.
Now both are sleepin'
Deep under ground,
Annabelle stopped eating -
Her lesson long found.
I hope I told this well,
And that the Moral was clear,
Never trust young Annabelle,
Danny's wife so dear!
There! Thats the Ballard. It was one hard thing to do, finishing off some one else's thing, but I did it. Only problem was that it took an hour. Can you see where my part begins, and Steven Fry's finishes?
Well, If you're lucky there will be another poem/Ballard/thing up next week! I'm also planning to do a Story blog for certain stories that I never put up, so if I do I'll post the Link up.
Happy Reading!
WillowUnicorn (AKA Lucy_Fu)
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