Update Time - Work Experience Is Over

Yes as in the title, my work experience is finally over! Not that it wasn't fun, it was just exhausting, I hope I don't work in an office. I prefer the flexible hours...nine to five just doesn't cut it for me. Anyway, now I can work on my story. So far I've done six chapters and am working on the seventh.

Ok so here's the low down on my work experience. The first week was spent getting to know the place, which was not that hard, since it was just a two floor office. My duties were basically house chores, and I pretty much cleaned whatever needed cleaning. However I did get to do a script report, which wasn't all that bad. Towards the end of the week I got to work in distribution, and I pretty much did the dirty work there. Like I said before, I called up cinema chains to ask about a particular trailer, and well spent most of my time in their office.

During the second week, I was mainly in the distribution office, researching and contacting agencies about certain celebrities, who would attend the premier of the film that the previous week was about. They were closing a film, so they needed all the publicity they could get. However in the last two days I had to return to the production office, because the other runner was away doing some other errand. On Thursday, I was given the most torturous errand I ever encountered. I had to buy breakfast for twenty odd people, because they were shooting a film the next day, and no one had anticipated the many things I had to buy. I didn't have a car, and I don't know how to drive, so I had to ask my supervisor for help carrying the shopping back to the office, which pretty much destroyed my hands, as the bags were digging into my fingers. You don't know how much pain I was in, and by the time I got home, I was so exhausted I couldn't even stand straight for a second.

Friday was worse. I had to run all the way to central London to deliver some packages, and I didn't get back to the office until around 2pm. I didn't want to spend too much money on travel so instead of using the bus, I walked all over the place, and only used my Oyster Card on the Tube when I had to. It was exhausting, and my feet were throbbing by the time I came back. I couldn't even stand when I got home.

But now that that's all over, and I am free, I can say that although it was exhausting, it was exciting and fun, despite the fact that I was in an office and all I really did was house chores, but listening to the people work there, I learned a lot about the film industry, and I have never wanted to work in the industry more. I loved it, and hope that one day in the near future I can do something similar, after I finish my degree.

Now on to more immediate problems, the novel, or the blog novel...whatever you lot call it. Like I said, I've written six/seven chapters, so it should be up soon. I hope to do thirty chapters, so it will take up the better part of my holidays. Hopefully I can bring my Macbook with me on holiday so I can continue working on it, but who knows. In any case, for those of you who are dying for previews (because I know there must be some people who are interested in it) I'll show a little extract from chapter 1. For now please be content, I'm working as fast as I can on it, but I still need to refine it, so please be patient.

As always, do with this post what you will and God Bless. ^^

Chapter 1

In the early morning sunlight the birds of the green forests could be heard chirping, and singing songs of their dreams, telling each other what wonders they’d seen. Little creatures bounce around tree trunks chasing each other, playing like little children. Pixies and fairies could be seen darting in and out of leaves and flowers waking each other up to greet the morning. Everything was peaceful; everything had melodies and harmonies that flowed in perfect synchronisation. Until the sound of heavy breathing could be heard, and the rush of running feet followed closed behind. Yes everything was peaceful and beautiful, but not for Kaylin. No, Kaylin was running, running for her life, for it literally depended on her, she needed to make it clear of the forest before she can truly relax. Since midnight, she’d been running. She knew that if she stopped it would be one less second she’d make it out; she didn’t want to go back.

Every now and then Kaylin would turn dark emerald eyes over her shoulder, to check whether or not she was in immediate danger, but seeing no approaching figure, she was still in the clear. No she did not want to go back to the city, she wanted to get away as far as possible. As soon as she made it out of the city she’d turn west, back to the Pass of Renia, in the mountains, to find her mother, and hope she was still alive and well, hoping she would welcome her with open arms.

Kaylin loved the mountains, especially living at their base. Every time she looked up at them, they reminded her of stairs leading to the heavens. She learned long ago about the Lathanor People, who used to visit Denÿce and bestow their grace and blessings all its people, but after a time the people of Denÿce grew distant, and the only people who truly believed in them were the people Irenia and The Crystal Forest of Dreams.

So whenever her mother had to harvest she’d take Kaylin with her, up the mountains, to find small flowers and plants, which she used to make potions from, or use in decorations for the villagers that lived nearby. As her mother worked, Kaylin would play, and climb further up the mountain, of course she’d want to climb to the top, but she knew her mother would worry. When her mother would call her back, she’d come running down the mountain, to meet her at the base, so that they could walk home together.

One day, when Kaylin was old enough to run up the mountains by herself, she’d gone up one particular mountain that, when you reached the top, you could see The Crystal Forest of Dreams, and when dusk was approaching she set off down the mountain, back to her mother’s cottage. However before she reached the base, a band of men had found her and dragged her off as a slave before she could reach the cottage.

After that she was sold to Lorien Thandor, who was known in all Irenia as the cruellest man to any female servant he had, and she shivered every time he looked at her. His eyes would fill with the most disgusting spark of lust, and hatred. He both hated her and wanted, and she hoped that his hate would always win over, because she didn’t want to know what would happen if his lust took over.

Many times he would come close, but she’d always remind him of his hate, before he could do anything. She’d learned to handle his hate, and made sure that he’d always have a reason to hate her, because that way, she’d be safe. She didn’t want to lose the one thing that was uniquely her. She didn’t want to be like all the other slaves who gave up when he’d find a reason to torture them. During her first years, she quickly learned how to keep herself safe, while he was doing things to her.