It sucks being a writer sometimes. You could think of a hundred different plots and not be satisfied with any of them. The hardest thing about writing a novel is finding something you enjoy writing about, and be willing to further work and elaborate on. Lately I find myself interested in Crime Dramas, because of the raw emotion and realness they portray. I’ve never written anything longer than 10 pages, so I won’t be hypersensitive to any criticism I receive.
Lately I’ve been brainstorming ideas for plots and characters and I finally devised a quality story line that I can put my heart and mind into, here is a ‘dense sample’ of the opening.
I sensed a turbulent essence the moment I arrived into town, the endemic aura was too strong to neglect. The extreme heat and dense air pounded my face relentlessly. I looked up at the sky and it was coated in orange, layered with undertones of red, and yellow. It was like a mushroom cloud radiating through the sky, disposing of all the blue in its way as it took over. In that moment everything seemed unnatural, like something extraordinarily terrifying was about to take place. For a moment I debated turning back around and getting far away from this place. I convinced myself to disregard that feeling because of how far fetched that idea seemed. Little did I know that disregarding this warning would be the biggest mistake of my life.
Alright so I planned on meeting my friend in Braintree the other day, and I realized that I still hadn’t used my college tour day yet. I woke up at the normal time that I do for school and left like 15 minutes later than I normally would. So I get down to the train station and the train was scheduled to get there at 8:07, well I checked the time and it was 8:10. I then went on my phone and looked up the mbta website and find out some idiot got her car stuck on the tracks. So the train got delayed by about 25 minutes and got there at 8:32. I arrived at the Braintree station and then took the red line to JFK/UMASS and just barely made it in time.
So I get into this little room where other people are scheduled to take a tour also, and we go over this 45 minute power point, and then met with the tour guide. The facility was impressive and there were alot of constructions being done, but what really caught my eye was the catwalk system, it went on for a long time. There was nothing truly memorable other than that, but I really am considering trying to get my grade up and getting into that college, or at least any.
So I take back the shuttle bus to the train station and go up to Braintree. I had about 2 hours to wander around and do nothing, so I went to get a coffee from Dunkins and walk up to the mall. After those two hours my friend hit me up and we met at his house and then just started walking back up there. We didn’t even go in the mall we just went up to the very top of it. Now I was also at the very top during my first trip there (It’s about a 25 foot drop to the parking lot below that and an even further drop to to parking lot) and a white security guard came on walking by and didn’t say a word to me. On the second trip there me and my friend were in the exact spot and I was sitting on the ledge while he was standing. All of a sudden a black security guard came walking over here and said “Now tell me what’s wrong with this picture” and I replied “Nothing officer, I don’t see anything illegal going on over here.” Long story short he kicked us off the property for fucking sitting on a pretty secure and pretty not dangerous are were the ledge was really wide and there was no way I was falling from there. Basically what I’m trying to say is I wonder what would’ve happened if some black kids were in our situation, with a black mall cop walking by and saying nothing and then a white mall cop later on kicking them off the property, I wonder if the word ‘racist’ or ‘hate crime’ would be used.
One more thing, the reason why I was sitting on the ledge is because I like the spot and it was a good spot to take some photos of the clouds and the surrounding from, I was never going to fall off the ledge.