Sandy asks…
Rose's life after Titanic...?
How do you think the rest of Rose's life went after Titanic? This is my story:
- Rose steps off the Carpathia, in a slightly out-of-earth state. She had just been set free, but her true love had died.
- She gets helped from some charity funds, but she decides to become self-suffieient and live her life to the full as Jack had told her to. She sets out on making money by painting in the street. She draws realist pictures. She used to love the new cubist movement because she was full of illogical dreams. Now these illogical dreams have become reality.
- She eventually meets a man from a theater band. She joins and discovers she is a good actress and has star power (remember Jack's "Nickelodeon" comment before the dinner on Titanic).
- During the First World War she takes some men's jobs and helps prove women's rights and abilities. She joins in with the feminist movement.
- Eventually the Hollywood film industry kicks off, and Rose becomes a cinema actress, gaining some money. She meets a man at a speakeasy in the 20's while illegally drinking and wearing a flapper dress like the rebel she is, a man called Robert, and they date.
- She eventually quits acting in 1927 and marries Robert. She has two sons with him, one in the mid-30's, one towards the end of World War II.
- Her younger son eventually becomes a teen greaser in the late 50's and joins the counter-culture movement in the 60's. He turns out to be gay and joins the gay pride march in New York, 1965.
- Her older son has a daughter in 1965, Lizzie.
In her lifetime, Rose had done the things she had talked about with Jack, plus a lot more.
What is your story?
admin answers:
Quite an imagination there. I'd start from what we know, which is that she's 17, her passions are horseback riding, yachting, and flying airplanes (from the photographs) as well as a signed portrait of herself meaning she becomes an actress. And we know she has children because of her granddaughter. I'd assume she was a theatre actress because in those days they were popular. And being brought up in the lifestyle that she was, it wouldn't have been as difficult for her to be hired as an actress. They had scouts. So I'd say how she got introduced to her husband would be on the theatre set, as she auditions for a minor role. The man perhaps playing a major role in the play. They having a scene together, and he being taken in by her elegancy/beauty when he sees her for that first time. She being taken in by his charm. They fall in love, but don't get married until she's twenty-six. He perhaps having eleven years on her, so thirty-seven. By then she being cast in major roles opposite her husband. Maybe have three kids, two boys and a girl. During her early years of marriage, she puts her career on hold. During that time, she does the things she tells Jack she'd do, like go horseback riding on the beach, she goes to the Santa Monica Pier, she flies an airplane, of which she meets a young Howard Hughes. Her kids are well looked after by a nanny. However the great depression hits hard. The family manage to get by thanks to her husband. However, she loses her daughter to a fever. As her sons are now old enough to go to college, she gets back to her career as an actress, only this time turning to radio. She becomes a star, and when World War II strikes, she is asked to perform in front of the men when they're on leave. One of her sons gets injured early, aided by a nurse he falls in love with. The other serves out the war, only it changes him. He becomes estranged from his family, turns into an addict (heroin), becomes abusive to his wife, and dies of an overdose, with no children. Lizzy has a good upbringing, and as the only grandchild, Rose spoils her. Lizzy's mother divorces her father when Lizzy is just a baby and elopes with someone else, and her father moves back home to Rose. Rose's husband dies of natural causes. Rose retires in the late sixties, where she looks after Lizzy as her own.
Then again, this is more my vision on the spot.
Chris asks…
Is the start of my story good? Please critique!?
This is the start of a short story I'm working on. I was thinking of entering it in a writing contest, but was wondering if it is any good and should continue with it. Please point out any grammar/spelling mistakes you find and tell me what you think. Thanks!
A woman, clothed in a red and gold dress, sat in a cave alone. Her head was held high, poised like a snake ready to strike. A faint smile could be seen on her chapped lips as she watched the entrance with unmoving eyes.
“I await your arrival, hero,” she spoke softly. “I know you will find me, blade drawn, but not eager for blood. For it is not in your heart to kill, no matter who it is.”
She rose and walked to the entrance of the cave, gazing out at the lush forests that lay before her. “It is sad, that this all used to belong to me, hero. It was all my land; my kingdom. But now, war has engulfed this land, and you dare to pin the blame on me. It was not I, who started this civil war, but you, foolish hero. I was not the one who planted the seeds of rebel in my neighbors head. I was not the one who rallied the rebels against their queen. It was you, hero. You claim you want to save this land, but you were the one who brought the turmoil upon this land.”
The woman stared at the setting sun before turning back into the cave. From the distance the cries of horns could be heard. “I have heard this song many times, and I am glad to say that it will be my last.”
She returned to where she had been sitting and resumed her position. She closed her eyes and hummed softly to the elegant tune. “Such a beautiful song for one so foul,” she said once the song had ended. “You draw closer with each step, hero. When you reach the base of this hill, you will show your troops how brave you are by entering my home alone. When you reach the entrance, you will unsheathe your blade and confront me. When you confront me, you will list all my heinous deeds with disgust. When you are finished listing my acts, you will offer me a choice of life or death. If I choose life, I will have spared you act of murder. If I choose death, there will be blood on your hands.”
Thanks, I wish I was smart, though. Unfortunately, that voice only comes out when I write.
admin answers:
This is really verrrry gud.
But i think the problem is that u have repeated words. Like land, hero etc..esp. In the next line itself
umm i cant explain it better but iv edited ur lines a bit 2 get my point thru,
“It is sad, that this all used to belong to me, hero. It was all my land; my kingdom. But now, War has engulfed *it*(instd of this land), and you dare pin the blame on me. It was not I, who started (all) this, but you, foolish hero. I was not the one who planted the seeds of rebel in my neighbors heads and rallied *them/everyone/my ppl*( instead of the word rebel) against their queen. It was you, my foe/friend (dont use hero agn). And you claim you want to save this land? Alas you are the one who has brought turmoil upon it.”
sorry umm i couldnt think f any other way to explain it. This is just an eg.
Just alter the lines a bit n ur set!
Def submit this story..it sounds great :)
Thomas asks…
Please Critique my writing. Is it any good?
Please point out any grammar/spelling mistakes you see and don't forget to leave a comment. Thanks!
A woman, clothed in a red and gold dress, sat in a cave alone. Her head was held high, poised like a snake ready to strike. A faint smile could be seen on her chapped lips as she watched the entrance with unmoving eyes.
“I await your arrival, hero,” she spoke softly. “I know you will find me, blade drawn, but not eager for blood. For it is not in your heart to kill, no matter who it is.”
She rose and walked to the entrance, gazing out at the lush forests that lay before her. “It is sad, that this all used to belong to me. It was all my land; my kingdom. But now, war has engulfed it, and you dare to pin the blame on me. It was not I, who started this civil war, but you, foolish hero. I was not the one who planted the seeds of rebellion in my neighbor’s head. I was not the one who rallied the rebels against their queen. It was you, hero. You claim you want to save this land, but you are the one who brought this turmoil upon it.”
The woman stared at the setting sun before turning back into the cave. From the distance the cries of horns could be heard. “I have listened to this song many times, and I am glad to say that it will be my last.”
She returned to where she had been sitting and resumed her position. “You draw closer with each step, hero. When you reach the base of this hill, you will show your troops how brave you are by entering my home alone. When you reach the entrance, you will unsheathe your blade and confront me. Then, you will offer me a choice of life or death. If I choose life, I will have spared you the act of murder. If I choose death, then there will be blood on your hands.”
admin answers:
Yeah, I think it's good. Nice job.
Daniel asks…
Please critique my writing?
A woman, clothed in a red and gold dress, sat in a cave alone. Her head was held high, poised like a snake ready to strike. A faint smile could be seen on her chapped lips as she watched the entrance with unmoving eyes.
“I await your arrival, hero,” she spoke softly. “I know you will find me, blade drawn, but not eager for blood. For it is not in your heart to kill, no matter who it is.”
She rose and walked to the entrance, gazing out at the lush forests that lay before her. “It is sad, that this all used to belong to me. It was all my land; my kingdom. But now, war has engulfed it, and you dare to pin the blame on me. It was not I, who started this civil war, but you, foolish hero. I was not the one who planted the seeds of rebellion in my neighbor’s head. I was not the one who rallied the rebels against their queen. It was you, hero. You claim you want to save this land, but you are the one who brought this turmoil upon it.”
The woman stared at the setting sun before turning back into the cave. From the distance the cries of horns could be heard. “I have listened to this song many times, and I am glad to say that it will be my last.”
She returned to where she had been sitting and resumed her position. “You draw closer with each step, hero. When you reach the base of this hill, you will show your troops how brave you are by entering my home alone. When you reach the entrance, you will unsheathe your blade and confront me. Then, you will offer me a choice of life or death. If I choose life, I will have spared you the act of murder. If I choose death, then there will be blood on your hands.”
Thank you!
admin answers:
I think you write great dialogue and it does what it is supposed to do, i want to know who this woman is and what's her and the hero's story. Keep it up.
To be honest, i think the bits in between could use a little work. If i may, i'll give you an example: This is for the start; 'Deep in the mountains, within a lonely cave she sat and waited. Clad in a cascade of red and gold, poised, regal, ready for the strike which was sure to come. Her eyes were fixated on the entrance to her lair and the faint smile that played across her chapped lips never reached those pools of intensity for an instant'. Sorry if your story is not set in a mountain but you've got my imagination going now.
Back to a positive though. I love the way that it was only when i was nearing the end of your passage, i realized that she wasn't actually talking to anyone entering the cave, but foretelling some sort of battle to come. Kinda takes the reader by surprise and that is always a good thing.
So, good stuff. Hope you finish it and hope this helped :)
Linda asks…
How is your confident in Jesus as Ruler enhanced by reflecting on his earthy experiences?
(Hebrews 2:17-18) . . .Consequently he was obliged to become like his “brothers” in all respects, that he might become a merciful and faithful high priest in things pertaining to God, in order to offer propitiatory sacrifice for the sins of the people. For in that he himself has suffered when being put to the test, he is able to come to the aid of those who are being put to the test.
(Mark 5:22-24) Now one of the presiding officers of the synagogue, Ja′i‧rus by name, came and, on catching sight of him, he fell at his feet and entreated him many times, saying: “My little daughter is in an extreme condition. Would you please come and put your hands upon her that she may get well and live.” At that he went off with him. And a great crowd was following him and pressing against him.
(Mark 5:38-42) So they came to the house of the presiding officer of the synagogue, and he beheld the noisy confusion and those weeping and letting out many wails, and, after stepping in, he said to them: “Why are YOU causing noisy confusion and weeping? The young child has not died, but is sleeping.” At this they began to laugh scornfully at him. But, having put them all out, he took along the young child’s father and mother and those with him, and he went in where the young child was. And, taking the hand of the young child, he said to her: “Tal′i‧tha cu′mi,” which, translated, means: “Maiden, I say to you, Get up!” And immediately the maiden rose and began walking, for she was twelve years old. And at once they were beside themselves with great ecstasy.
(Mark 10:14-16) At seeing this Jesus was indignant and said to them: “Let the young children come to me; do not try to stop them, for the kingdom of God belongs to suchlike ones. Truly I say to YOU, Whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a young child will by no means enter into it.” And he took the children into his arms and began blessing them, laying his hands upon them.
(John 5:40-42) And yet YOU do not want to come to me that YOU may have life. I do not accept glory from men, but I well know that YOU do not have the love of God in YOU.
(John 11:47-53) Consequently the chief priests and the Pharisees gathered the San′he‧drin together and began to say: “What are we to do, because this man performs many signs? f we let him alone this way, they will all put faith in him, and the Romans will come and take away both our place and our nation.” But a certain one of them, Ca′ia‧phas, who was high priest that year, said to them: “YOU do not know anything at all, and YOU do not reason out that it is to YOUR benefit for one man to die in behalf of the people and not for the whole nation to be destroyed.” This, though, he did not say of his own originality; but because he was high priest that year, he prophesied that Jesus was destined to die for the nation, and not for the nation only, but in order that the children of God who are scattered about he might also gather together in one. Therefore from that day on they took counsel to kill him.
The meek and spiritually hungry were also drawn to him. On the other hand, the proud, the arrogant, and those who did not have the love of God in them rejected, hated, and opposed Jesus. Even whilst Jesus is ruling in heaven some are still following a wicked course under the rule of Satan the god of this world.
admin answers:
We know that we are in the safest hands possible, because he lived here with us he knows our in's and out's, he has first hand experience of how things are on earth.
I trust him to the very end of time knowing this, I would rather have some body who knows how to do the job rather than some body who does not, Jesus knows what he is doing and in this we can trust.
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