Saturday, December 15, 2007

Revolution

I'm writing a book based in 2013 about a global revolution. I need more character names so If you comment on this I could try and work you into the story somehow. Here's the first chapter:

1. The Jeep

The cargo bay of an armoured Jeep; dark, damp. A thin shaft of light illuminated the dust that hung like stars in the air. The vehicle shook and juddered as it rambled over the rocky terrain. The 4x4 was making its way along a meandering track in the Peruvian Andes. The only people within one hundred kilometres were the driver, and the two prisoners; Matt and Harriet.
The Jeep stopped. Several moments later, crisp daylight streamed into the bay. A large, muscular man in desert camouflage was the only thing breaking the panoramic vista of the snow-covered mountain peaks.
“The road is blocked,” he grunted in a deep, Latin-American accent. “It will have to happen here.” He grabbed Harriet firmly by the wrist and yanked her into the open. He signalled with his other hand for Matt to follow. “Both of you, put your hands on your heads and turn around,” he took a small two-way radio that was clipped to his belt and spoke rapidly into it in Spanish. He removed a pistol from a holster under his left arm and began to load a magazine into it.
“I love you,” Matt whispered to Harriet, trying to keep his head pointing forwards so as not to see her cut and bruised face.
“You keep quite,” snarled the man.
“Please don’t do this!” Harriet yelled, trying desperately to hold back her tears.
“That’s it! I kill your little boyfriend in front of your face!” the driver roared furiously. He stormed over to Harriet who was paralysed by fear, and violently swung his arm around her neck and grabbed Matt’s jaw with his hand. The other hand held the gun to Matt’s temple.
“You’re insane!” she protested, half screaming half crying.
“SHUT UP! Any more from you and I’ll find a much slower way to kill the both of you!” the man barked, finding it impossibly hard to contain his wrath. Matt clenched his teeth, waiting for the inevitable; every second that passed seemed like a life time. The man placed his finger on the trigger. Matt closed his eyes. The man began the squeeze the trigger. Matt, with his hands still on his head, swung his elbow around vigorously, smacking the man arm, and the gun, away from his head. The weapon went off in the air, sending a shock wave through the cold air. Harriet kicked back with her foot, span round and grabbed the gun by the barrel, twisted it and tore it out of the man’s grasp.
Harriet had the gun and there was no escape for the man; a sheer rock face on one side, a three hundred metre drop on the other. He started to back away. “I did not want to kill you,” he said, in a much weaker voice than last time, “I was only carrying out orders,” he continued backing away.
“Watch out behin…!” Matt shouted, but it was too late, the man lost his footing on the crumbling edge of the road, tripped backwards and plummeted screaming into the forest bellow.
“Oh my god!” Harriet screamed, not quite sure whether what had just happed was her fault.
“That’s gonna’ hurt in the morning,” Matt replied wittily. He walked over and held her in his arms. “Come on, there must be another radio in the Jeep,” he declared, changing the subject.


© Copyright Finn Margrie 2007.

No more College!

Yippee! Yesterday was my last day on the year! It was a good day though. We all did mono printing. I wish I'd have known 'cus I'd have bought alto more stuff to use for bases for the prints. This unit, you see, is about creating book to capture a sense of place. Not really written books, but they do have to contain an element of typography. I've chosen Hambledon Hill as my place and so far have come up with: A film or animation of some sort, haiku poetry, panoramic concertina book and something about a performance that happened there last September. This is the performer, I started the article. Not very long I know, but it's a start.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Unit 4

Unit four is entitles "Visual Communication", which turns out to be books and typography, yippy!!! So far we've done one studio session, about different ways book binding and I have absolutely no idea what I'll be doing tomorrow!

Units 2 & 3 Complete!

I finished units two and three of my ND the other week and handed them in for assessment. I got the results on Friday, there were two grades (one for each unit), either pass (2 points), merit (4 points), or distinction (6 points). I already had 4 points from my first unit, and for these two...

...a distinction for each! which brings me to a total of 16 points. I have to get atleast 36 points to pass, which means I'm 10 points ahead of the game!

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Legalities and Habbo

I was a member of a Habbo fansite and over the weeks jot a job there and got all the way to Assistant News Manager when I harmlessly decided to make a radio adaption of a serial by a guy called ***** (name censored). I uploaded it to the staff forum and was bombarded with legal threats and abuses through the that box system. Any way my friend the community manager (who was involved with the concerned audio file) and he tried to get ***** round to our way of thinking, didn't really work. Until we resigned. Now everyone is begging us back.