My little girl and creative writing
Creative writing is a passion when putting your ideas on paper and explaining to anyone what is in your head.
Whether it is a fantasy story, a poem, or even a short story you choose to tell.
I enjoy writing and them speaking to my little girl.
My firstborn, she is my world, and wow, what a whirl.
I talk to my little baby girl about what happens to see her react,
But she really enjoys hearing my voice, that is a fact.
I love seeing her smile and giggle, almost like my writing.
But I can only write when she sleeps, so there is limited timing.
She is, at the moment, my little muse, my assistant to gather ideas for stories to tell.
When she is older, I hope she will continue to help me with my graphic novel and video games when they sell.
While I hold my little muse and get an idea, you may think it will be gone.
Well, my friends, guess again, there is an app for dictation, so you can’t go wrong.
Like this one story I have revives and read to her while having her bottle
It is called Borges-81. I am currently writing it as a video game as well as a graphic novel
and it’s what the Protagonist is saying when he saves his world from an enemy from another galaxy that was thought to be dead.
In less than 20 seconds, my life changed; in one minute, I’m fighting for my life,
The next I’m in a container being given a new life but in a scary site.
A new world I came, not from the place of my birth, creatures I thought were of myth and legend.
who would have thought the universe had other lives in a different section.
my new form and body are strange and unique in some way.
I am a half ghost, half dead, why must this price I have to pay.
I was taken from my home, a farmer, husband, and father I was
but now I am a protector of the world for a fighting cause
I remember it very well the day I agree to fight
they were not human, but the soul bond felt right.
The enemies’ name was 6 gage a hybrid warlock I heard
he wanted the material from earth because of it’s worth.
he did not care much for life, but only his machines
and wanted to do whatever it took for him to succeed.
There were crashes and lights in the war from space.
I hope my wife and daughter were in a protected place.
The dragon, the wolf, and the half beast fought for the side of the light.
They fought the darkness with all their might.
However, it wasn’t strong enough the power from old reliable
So I flew in the mother ship Kamikaze style.
I saw the light, the heavens, but was told I wasn’t ready to die
I awoke back on earth and saw the sunrise.
How was this possible, it was Borges- 81
The material given to me is how I came to be.
my name is Dimitri from the earth a human I was born
Now I’m protecting the planet and this I have sworn.
Originally published at https://vocal.media.
