More MLP:FIM fan fiction

I hope you all are enjoying the fact that I'm actually posting some writing again instead of just virtually procrastinating. (: Here, have some fan fiction! It's called The Downfall: 

It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining, angel wasn’t complaining about eating his food, and it seemed that all the pegasi had gotten up early to remove all of the clouds from the sky. It was days like these that I wanted to spend all day in the sky. That is, if my wings were strong enough to keep me aloft long enough.

   It was when I was feeding my flamingo in my garden that the ground began to shake. I had no other instinct than to fly inside and grab angel. So I did. Once I had her, I fled my cottage and flew as high as I could.

   It seemed as if ponyville was still trembling once I had taken refuge in a cloud with angel. I pulled out a bottle of potion that twig light had given me, in the emergency that angel and I would need to take shelter in a cloud for a long time, and fed angel a few drops. Once he had swallowed them, I set him down on the cloud. He didn’t fall through. I was relieved. The potion had worked.

   I peaked my head out from the security of the cloud and surveyed the setting of ponyville. Ponies were galloping away from their homes with horrified expressions on their faces. In the midst of all this chaos, one pegasi remained still.

   It was rainbow dash! I looked at her closely, curious why she hadn’t taken refuge in a cloud like all the other pegasi. I saw, swaddled in her arms, an egg. For the first time, I noticed soarin kneeling next to her, curiously looking at the egg. There was a loud clap of what sounded like thunder, and I buried myself back into the cloud.

   Something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye, and I looked up to see soarin and rainbow dash flying away, with worried expressions on their faces. There was another loud crash, and I buried myself in the cloud once more.

   When the loud noises had stopped, I poked my head out from inside the cloud. Rainbow dash and soarin were no longer in sight. I picked up angel and set her in my hair.

   I took off from the cloud and flew as high as I dared to go. I searched the sky, but rainbow dash and soarin were still no where in sight. Or that egg.

   I wondered what could have been inside that egg. Could it have been a dragon egg? Knowing rainbow dash, she probably would have flown into a dragons cave to get one. Could that have been why there was so much destruction in ponyville? Was the mommy dragon trying to get back the baby daragon egg? That had to be it.

   But why was soarin there? I had suspected that him and rainbow dash were in a relationship, but rainbow dash had eagerly tried to talk me out of the idea. In the long run, that only led to more suspicion.

   I looked down at ponyville. It was a complete disaster. Almost all of the houses had collapsed and were engulfed in smoke. There were a few injured ponies laying on the side of the road, but they didn’t look like they were going to make it.

   I heard the sounds of two sets of wings flapping behind me. Instinctively, my wings stuck to the sides of my body, and I started to fall.

   I was angry at myself for being cowardly. But I just couldn’t stand somepony watching me fly. They could be judging me. Which they didn’t have to. Most of ponyville knew that I wasn’t the best flyer.

   I hit the ground hard. My instict to cover my face and huddle up into a ball, dominated my instinct to brace myself for the landing. Angel pulled my whooves from my face and gave me a sympathetic look that told me that everything was going to be alright.

   The sounds of hooves landing on the ground entered my ears, and I began to hear my heart beating with fright. I covered my face with my hooves again in fear.

   “Fluttershy,” a familiar voice broke the terrifying silence.

   “Princess Celestia?” I whimpered shyly as I peeked around my hooves.

   “Yes, Fluttershy, its okay. There’s nothing to be afraid of.

   “oh, but there is!” I said, facing the princess and standing up, “all of ponyville has been destroyed! I don’t know if there will be any survivors! I think it might be a mommy dragon!” suddenly the safety of big Macintosh flashed in my brain.

   “my dear Fluttershy, why would a mother dragon be rampaging through ponyville?” princess Celestia asked, a hint of laughter in her voice.

   “ Because my friends, soarin and rainbow dash, flew off with a blue and purple egg--”

   “ did you say, an egg?” princess Celestia interrupted, her face taking the form of fear.

    “ yes, but--”

   “ we need to find your friend rainbow dash, and get that egg! Sister, can you keep the moon from rising tonight? We need daylight to search for rainbow dash.”

   sister? I thought, unless, NO!

   “yes, I will see what I can do.”

   Princess Luna landed on the ground, and pulled in her wings.

   I needed to be strong. I couldn’t be afraid of night mare moon, if I was, we might not be able to find rainbow dash in time. Even then, a squeal escaped my lips.

   “princess, why is it so urgent that we get the egg?” I asked curiously.

   “Fluttershy, im afraid that inside that egg, Is discord’s son.”

   So many questions and images raced through my head as the words the princess uttered began to process. What did this mean for the fate of equestria? Who was the mother of discord’s son? What does this have to do with the destruction of ponyville? But all that would come out of my mouth was- “ bu-wha-arhgfu?”

   The princess of Equestria looked at me with concern.

   “ I know that you have many questions, but I am afraid that they will have to wait for later. For the moment, our only concern needs to be finding rainbow dash.” the princess said with urgency.

   Suddenly the ground began to shake violently. The ground seemed to slope, and as I looked to my left, 3 houses fell, as the ground dropped out of place.

Lil update

I found some MLP:FIM fan fic in one of my notebooks so I thought I'd share. Discorded: episode 1, part 1=

Rainbow dash swooped up, allowing herself the safety from plummeting face first into the ground. She was starting to get frustrated. This was her third attempt today to perform the sonic rain-boom, but she couldn't figure out if she wasn't going high enough, or she just wasnt fast enough anymore. She just couldn't bring herself to except the second option. 

Rainbow dash forced her wings to pump harder as she made her way up into the sky. This was going to be her last attempt of the day. She had to start out twice as high than she did the last time to gather up enough speed to perform the trick. 

Once she could no longer see ponyville, and clouds took its place, rainbow dash stopped. She was going to make it this time, she was certain of it. Rainbow dash leaned forward to fall as she pulled her wings to her side. Moments later she extended them again to allow her self to slice through the air. 

She had been falling for several moments now, and the atmosphere was starting to take shape around her, as ponyville came closer into view. The wind was wildly combing her mane past her head, and she began to get the feeling that she always got just before performing a sonic rain-boom. 

The atmosphere was taking a more narrow shape, almost fitting the form of rainbow dash's body when----

" okay ladies, I've called you here today to ask if you would like for me to show you a new spell I've been working on," twighlight sparkle said confidently. 

" oh, twighlight that's wonderful, can we please see it?" fluttershy squeaked meekly. 

" of coarse fluttershy," twighlight coaxed reassuringly. 

" this trick will allow me to send one pony to a different dimension. That is, if I do it very carefully, with absolutely no distractions. By the way, has any one seen rainbow dash today?" twighlight asked curiously. 

" the last time I saw her, she was zipping up and down and up and down and up and down and up an---" 

" pinkie! We get it!" apple jack interrupted. 

" okay well rainbow dash is obviously busy, so let's get started shall we?" twighlight asked. 

The rest of the ponies cheered in agreement. 

"alright," twighlight said as she raised her horn and shut her eyes in concentration. She stayed like this for several moments. 

Then, just as sparks began to squirt of out of her horn, the entire library shook, and a multicolored light filtered through the windows with a blast. 

Twighlight opened her eyes suddenly, and a beam of light shot out of the frightened pony's horn, sending the entire setting into a bright purpley haze. 

TO BE CONTINUED.......

Back to the old grind

I get back from the beach tomorrow! I know most people would be sad, but I'm so excited to get home! I hate all the sand thats been piling up in our beach house! But thats not the point, sorry. Anyways, the point is: ill be working on my writing when i get home! I might be able to wrap up my novel notes in about a week and then i'll post a preview, but not the whole book, I'm going to try to get it published *wink. I will also finish typing and posting all these tedious essays I've written.  I might even throw in a short story who knows. But I'm definitely going to chill when i get home because i miss rutine so much! I guess just stay tuned for some writing! And i apologize: i always say im planning on posting my writing and i never do and i bet you guys are tired of waiting. I will seriously try to get some stuff done. Ive been seriously procrastinating lately! Thanks!

-Alonna Kilpatrick, blog author

Done!

Alright, done posting for the moment!

-Alonna Kilpatrick, blog author

Typewriters

   I think that typewriters are so beautiful! I think I'm going to save up for one because I think it would be an amazing experience to write a story using a typewriter that an author from the 19th century could have typed on! 

   I'm sure there are lots of different models of typewriters so later I'm going to do some Internet shopping to find one that I think fits my style. Would you guys ever get a type writer? I mean I know they're not the most efficient thing in the world, but there's something about vintage writing that I just love. Like writing with quills. Love it! 

   My grandmother used to have one that I used to type on. I remember the smell of ink and paper. Am I the only one that loves that smell? Anyways, I remember not really writing anything significant, which I was like 7 at the time, but I really wish that I had. It would be awesome to have that experience. 

Well, off to do some typewriter shopping! Tanks for reading thus far!! Stay tuned in case I find a style that I'm going to plan on saving up for. I have no idea what the price range for these things are. I guess it just depends on where you get them. Come to think of it, I wonder if my grandmother still has her typewriter and if she's willing to give it up!

Well, here's my contact information anyways: 

Kik: alonna99

Email: alonnakilpatrick@gmail.com

Instagram: lonna_ivy

Just to let you guys know, I do not own any of these photos and I didn't take them!

                                                   -Alonna Kilpatrick, blog author

How to write a mystery story

This is an expository essay that I wrote as an assignment in the seventh grade on how to write a mystery story. 

   There are plenty of different words for it; a talent, a purpose, a sixth sense, a calling. Everyone is good at something no matter who you are or what you do. For some people it may be playing the flute. For others, it could be playing football or babysitting. Someone could even have two things that they are skilled at and have to juggle activities. You could even combine your talents to get a dream job. Say you are good at writing poems, but your also talented with playing music. Your ultimate career choice would be a song writer. But first, you need to find something that you are good at. For me, what I'm skilled at doing and what I love to do are the same things. My passion is to write stories, specifically mystery stories for the challenge. If you would like to learn how to do something like this, there are four main things that you need to know or be able to do: how to come up with compelling characters, how to elaborate, how to develop good organization skills, and remember the components that all mystery stories need to have. A good tip to remember while you're writing is that you are never done writing. 

   The first step in developing your mystery story is to come up with some characters. Now, that doesn't mean that you just think of a gender and a name. What it means is that you need to develop a character with specific physical features who has a conscience, a personality, a relationship with other characters, and feeling that lead him/her to do the things that he/she does. In order for your readers to get absorbed into your mystery story, they have to feel a connection to your characters, whether its good or bad. They need to feel that your character is a real life person who is out there, somewhere in the world, continuing your story exactly where you left off. That is one of the ways to hook a reader.

   Another important part of writing a story is detail. Something that is important to describe is the setting. That is how you get a mental picture running through your reader's head. If you were watching tv and you closed your eyes, you would still kind of get the gist of what's going on, wouldn't you? That's because there's a lot of different ways that shows give you hints on what's going on; things like music, sound effects, and sometimes a narrator. That's a good thing to strive for when your writing your book. Imaging you're writing the most important scene in your book: the scene where the crime takes place. You're not going to want to say, "the man took the wallet from the purse." You need to add some descriptive words. Instead say, " the sneaky man slid his wrinkled hand into the pocket book. As he snuck his hand back out, it was clutching a small wallet." A good question you can always ask yourself before settling with a passage would be: would I actually want to read this? If you don't like what you've read, save your self some time and just go back and edit it.

   Organization is also a key part in a mystery novel, not only when you're writing your story, but when your preparing to write it. First, you need to get your area organized. You can't keep your thoughts together if you have hundreds of papers spilling off of your desk. You might not get your papers in the right order when your putting it together for a presentation, and you won't get it published. You need to have lots of spare paper handy to continue thoughts and scribble down some ideas for later. You don't want to lose any ideas, because you need to know where to take your story. 

   Make sure to include clues in your story, as it is a key part in a mystery novel. At the end of every good mystery, there is the part where a character tells how he/she solved the mystery. You can't piece a puzzle together without the pieces. Some readers like to try and solve the mystery for themselves instead of just hang around for the ride. Some people will get pretty ticked off if you don't included some of the hints in the beginning but they magically appear at the end when the character is explaining. 

   People connect to characters in stories through emotional scenes and feelings that characters experience. Without the connection, the readers feel no need to continue to read. So you can't even call them 'readers' anymore. They're just people that used to enjoy your stories. To avoid that, just remember to have compelling characters, details, good organization, and the main components of a mystery story.

I just want to let you guys know that this was a WRITTEN paper and I just spent the last half hour trying to type and edit this juvenile paper. It is so obvious how I have changed as a writer just by seeing something that I have written last year and trying to comprehend those run on sentences. Which I'm sure I still do, but just less. Well I don't think I'm going to out myself through anymore of that today, so I will post another one tomorrow. Thanks for reading thus far. 

                                                                  -Alonna Kilpatrick, blog author 

Goodies!!

My new iPod case came in the mail today! I have never seen a more perfect case in my entire life, and it's going to go great with my lifestyle when I start at CCA! :D

The Unfortunates description

   Okay, so I checked it out and there are no book descriptions for The Unfortunates. 

   The main character, Charlie (short for Charlotte), lives in a secluded village where secrecy is in every aspect of their daily lives. Unfortunately, no one suspects it. That is, no one except for Charlie's best friend Sam (short for Samantha). In this village, called the Oasis ( due to its assurance that it is the last place on Earth that has not been completely destroyed by the disease called the unfortuna.), the unfortuna has taken quite the toll. It has killed both of Charlie's parents and forced her to live with her aunt and uncle. Well, everything's all fine and dandy until one night, something happens that changes the entire course of Charlie's life. The effects of this event include Charlie finding the love of her life, Charlie finding her passion administering the cure to infected villagers, and becoming---

  Sorry guys, I can't tell you anymore! I'd give too much away for you to be able to enjoy the book! Just remember to follow this blog to get the official previews!