The Journey of an Author

The Journey of an Author

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Before you dismiss this, hear me out! I am Nicky, an aspiring author who just like many others out there, has her own creative mind which she would like to unleash. But when you want to improve, you need both critisism and support. So here I am, putting my creations out for all you guys to read and give me your opinion and views. Ofcourse, this is my journey to be an artist...using a powerful tool called words, which can also be a lethal weapon if used properly. Also, I don't know if there will be any stories...maybe short stories. Like a one shot? But I assure you, there will be a lot of...interesting poems, verses etc. I write songs too...but most of the times, its just a para or a few lines. There are also paragraphs of my critical analysis or just my way of thinking. A point of view. I hope you'll enjoy these pieces as much as I enjoy writing them.
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Book Two of Five in the New Beginnings Series. **You do NOT have to read Inhale, Exhale, & Breathe to enjoy these stories** SALEM LUNA: Does anyone ever feel like they're riding a mechanical bull that is never ending? No matter how many times you get thrown off the thing, you appear right back on it? No? Just me then? See, I have this best friend. Former. Best. Friend. It's taking my brain a while to get used to it. Whatever. I'm hopelessly in love with him, and I tried desperately to admit my feelings out loud. So, I did. Raven Fox told me not to love him, and the look he seared into my skin when he said it was now branded into my brain. Now we're on the university book club Christmas retreat. Who did I get roomed with? Raven because of course I was given the bird. The damn bird that didn't love me in return. Which would have been fine had he not looked like the idea disgusted him. Six months have gone by since that day, and our tension is growing with more animosity each second. Now, we're doing activities together, and Christmas is my favorite holiday. He's not screwing this up for me. After a snowstorm starts hitting, though, I end up stuck in the middle of nowhere, out of gas in my snowmobile. I'm terrified as the wind starts picking up and snow starts whipping my face. I thought he wasn't listening. That he didn't care. So, why did he become the one to save me? Why does he look so distraught? His words say one thing, but his eyes are telling me his words are lies. Raven is lying to me. He loves me. But he doesn't want me to love him. All I want to know is why because I can't breathe without him anymore.

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