Thursday, May 29, 2014

Desolation (Flash Fiction)

found on google images

FLASH FICTION PROMPT

Complete utter desolation.

I picked my way through the wreckage, silently chanting a mantra in my head so I wouldn’t puke my guts over the ravaged battleground. When they said they were sending a monster, I’d expected a monster.

An ugly hulk of a thing with grinning yellow teeth, wicked spiral horns and skin so thick it would be a hide of armor plated scales. I expected worn in battle-gear and bloodstained garments with cursed weapons and a permanent sneer.

I expected a monster.

I never thought it would be one little girl with eyes so dark I could swear that the shadows lived there. A girl with the voice of an angel and the body of a child. A girl who looked every single one of those battle-weary soldiers in the eye and promised that she would do her best by their stained souls.

The other side never stood a chance. She walked onto that field, alone. So small and tiny. So calm and collected. So cold and fierce. I will never forget screams that make my ears bleed.

They called her a monster.

I don’t want to know what they did to make her into one.

(c) Sara Harricharan

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

RIP Maya Angelou


The first time I heard of Maya Angelou was in my second comp writing class. I had never heard of her before, but we were moving on to poetry in the curriculum and we were going to watch a video. I was somewhat interested, because most of the poets we'd covered were men or dead, like Emily Dickenson.

We slid our chairs out into the aisle and turned the lights low so we could all see the video. It was part of an interview and she was reading one of her own poems. The first thing that caught my attention, was her voice. It wasn't at all like I'd expected her to sound.

At that point in time, my grasp of poetry was a bit skewed. I thought everything had to be deeply profound and extremely flowery. I thought it had to be complicated, because the more I learned about poetry, the more confusing it was.

Maya read her own poem, "And Still I Rise" and I sat there, transfixed until the end of the video and a bit in awe by the end of the class. When the day passed and the week, I felt stuck. I didn't know how to process what I'd experienced.

The poem that she'd read, in the voice she'd had, was beautiful and broken to my ears. Broken, because it picked at all those little things that made your heart hurt, if you really thought about it and wasn't poetry supposed to make you happy? Beautiful, because I'd never, ever heard something like that before and I hadn't realized that words could reach so deeply into a person.

She changed my perspective on poetry and simplicity in writing, through a recorded video that was barely ten minutes. I found her death listed in the headlines this and I felt stuck all over again. I couldn't believe she was dead. But going back and reading her poems, watching a video or two and reading the articles, it reminds me that there's a courage on a page, whether you're alive after you've written it or not. Maya will be one poet who will have her history documented not just in books, essays and articles, but in videos, her last tweet and digital memorials. It's a thought that is just as bittersweet as the first time I heard her speak.

R.I.P Maya.

~S

Monday, May 26, 2014

Educated (Flash Fiction)

found on google images


FLASH FICTION PROMPT

“If you take an idiot and you-”

“Stop it, Stephen.”

“-and you teach him everything you know, all you wind up with, is a-”

“I know it already, stop!”

“-an educated idiot.”

Cassie froze in mid-step. She waited just long enough for her friend to realize he’d pushed a bit too far and then stop just out of reach of her fists. She turned around, letting her displeasure show on her face. The ridged scales along the sides of her face gave an ugly expression to her normally narrow features.

“So if I go ahead and teach you a lesson about screwing with my head when I have important real-life things to deal with, would that make you educated?”

Stephen blinked. “Er, well…”

“Or would that make you an educated idiot?” She crackled her knuckles, lowering into a crouch. her body twisted and rippled, her morphic nature asserting itself. “You can have a ten-second headstart if you think you need it.”

“I need it,” he squeaked. There was a blur of color before he took to flight in his avian form.

Cassie watched him streak away, before she shook her shoulders back and drew on the form of the lithe cat within. His endurance was a little more than hers, but she’d been practicing. He’d get tired of flying, right about the time she’d catch up to him.

A snort of amusement escaped. 'Edcuated idiot indeed.'
(c) S. Harricharan

Sunday, May 25, 2014

Trial By Earth Update

Twilight Trials Books 1-3

Hey everyone!

Camp NaNo actually went pretty good. I did make my goal and I have a much more viable story draft to work with than I did from last year's attempt. Hurray for NaNo! Anyway, today's post is for a huge milestone in my Twilight Trials series today. (no relation to vampires and werewolves, I promise!).

I'm so excited to have an update for the Twilight Trials. I started them in summer of 2011, with Shatila Briston, a fire elemental with an anger management issue. It continued on to Layta Arrons, a air elemental with low self-esteem and then to Marcus Gillen, a water elemental with a murky personal code of ethics. Strong young men and women learning to balance their powerful elements with the responsibilities that came with them, while growing in their faith.

These first three books gave me an outlet for my crazy imagination and a way to write about elements, one of my favorite superpower styles. I promised at least six books, however, an Earth, Metal and Storm, to follow after the Fire, Air and Water. Due to my academic career, family and some personal complications, I was unable to keep up with such a large project.

So, drumroll please: Today I'm announcing a complete rough draft finished for TBE (Trial by Earth), which is Ellis Lathmore's story, finished just this past week. 

This means a book cover reveal, an official excerpt, and some more fun stuff to come. ~_^ Thank you for your support, encouragement and sticking with me and the Twilight world for these past three years! It means the world to me.

Have a great weekend,
~Sara

Trial by Earth Update

Twilight Trials Books 1-3

Hey everyone!

Camp NaNo actually went pretty good. I did make my goal and I have a much more viable story draft to work with than I did from last year's attempt. Hurray for NaNo! Anyway, today's post is for a huge milestone in my Twilight Trials series today. (no relation to vampires and werewolves, I promise!).

I'm so excited to have an update for the Twilight Trials. I started them in summer of 2011, with Shatila Briston, a fire elemental with an anger management issue. It continued on to Layta Arrons, a air elemental with low self-esteem and then to Marcus Gillen, a water elemental with a murky personal code of ethics. Strong young men and women learning to balance their powerful elements with the responsibilities that came with them, while growing in their faith.

These first three books gave me an outlet for my crazy imagination and a way to write about elements, one of my favorite superpower styles. I promised at least six books, however, an Earth, Metal and Storm, to follow after the Fire, Air and Water. Due to my academic career, family and some personal complications, I was unable to keep up with such a large project.

So, drumroll please: Today I'm announcing a complete rough draft finished for TBE (Trial by Earth), which is Ellis Lathmore's story, finished just this past week. 

This means a book cover reveal, an official excerpt, and some more fun stuff to come. ~_^ Thank you for your support, encouragement and sticking with me and the Twilight world for these past three years! It means the world to me.

Have a great weekend,
~Sara

Friday, May 23, 2014

Carrie Underwood - Blown Away



Feels like a good writing day to have Carrie playing as the backdrop while I work.



Happy Friday!



-S