Pat yourselves on the back! Do a celebratory dance! You’ve surpassed the halfway mark in the 7-week writing challenge!!!!! (Have I mentioned yet how much I love exclamation points?)
Week four in the challenge was all about the world of Science Fiction and Fantasy – my favorite genres. Oddly enough, I didn’t get very far in my new story idea though I definitely intend to keep working on it. I should have been focused on the second book in my YA Fantasy trilogy, but decided to write a Mother’s Day post instead.
This week’s showcase solely features the creative work of our new friend, Lauren Hong. I love what she’s written so far and am excited to read more!
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COLOR ME NOT – (work in progress)
I am sick of the color WHITE! I hate wearing a white uniform every single day. The walls of my module are white. My furnishings are white. In fact, my facility is painted all white. I am not allowed to see any other colors. Even my parents wear white. How did this happen? Let me start at the beginning to explain this horrible predicament.
My name is Blank. That isn’t actually even my real name. My parents gave me this peculiar name temporarily as they wanted me to choose my own name when I turn 15. I am now 14 years old. I do like the idea of picking my own name. It is so personal to try to come up with the perfect name to match my unique personality. Right now, my friends call me “Bla”.
As a curious teenager, I am lanky for my age and I wear thick white framed glasses. Unfortunately, I was not a good candidate for replacement blink eye surgery. I do however have a right bionic arm because I fell off my fit-tech jungle gym when I was a toddler. I am afraid of zigzag worms but I can beat anyone in online PV Pixel Penguin. Because I am not allowed outside of my unit, I am home schooled by robot tutors.
I was born in the year 2192 on the planet Zertan. My parents chose Zertan because it reminded them of their ancestors’ quaint little community back on Earth. On Zertan, citizens can transport themselves around without wearing spacesuits as our district is covered by a huge polymer plastic bubble. My parents enjoy shuttling to other intergalactic districts but they never let me go with them. I am forced to remain in and around my complex until I turn 17.
The idea for my so-called confinement started before I was born. My parents wanted to give back to the community and support the Zertan Government. My parents thought they could assist the Zertan Administrators in testing theories for our planet. Since Zertan is a newly inhabited planet, the Administrators have many experiments that children can participate in. Don’t get me wrong. It is not like kids are forced to replace their body parts or drink green goo. Some of the studies go under the heading of “Smart Tech Eyebrows” and “Laser Snack Packaging.”
Since my parents both enjoyed studying ancient art history, they wanted to put me in an experiment called “Cool Colors.” They planned exactly when I would be born so I could be chosen for the “Cool Colors” study. I was one of 12 infants picked from over three hundred applicants.