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Untitled Novel Prolouge

by InTheTrees


I am God.

Yeah that's right, I'mthe Creater, the Savior, the Holy Ghost. If you don't believe me, that's okay, because it's just me not believing in myself. Ha, yeah bet that made your head spin. Let me break it down for you. I am the grass living and dying and being stepped on, I am the mourning doves perched on a wire waiting to inspire lovers to make children. I am the people in this world, I am the darkness and I am the moon trying to break through that darkness. I am both sides of the war, the victors and the losers and I am the corpes rotting in the dirt.

And right now, because I'm in such a good mood, I'll tell you a secret. You're God. Not Me-God, you're You-God. And your mother is God and so is your father and so is every person you've ever met and ever will meet.

I am God, but I didn't make myself.

(((This probably seems confusing, but please stick with it. It's just the prolouge.)))


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Wed Sep 08, 2021 6:51 pm
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Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),

Hi! I'm Knight Hardy here on a mission to ensure that all works on YWS has at least two reviews. You will probably never see this but....Imma do this anyway.

Anyway let's get right to it,

I am God.

Yeah that's right, I'mthe Creater, the Savior, the Holy Ghost. If you don't believe me, that's okay, because it's just me not believing in myself. Ha, yeah bet that made your head spin. Let me break it down for you. I am the grass living and dying and being stepped on, I am the mourning doves perched on a wire waiting to inspire lovers to make children. I am the people in this world, I am the darkness and I am the moon trying to break through that darkness. I am both sides of the war, the victors and the losers and I am the corpes rotting in the dirt.


Hmm, well I've gotta say I've never run into story starting on a note quite like this before, and as far as prologues go, this is a very punchy start right here, it doesn't get much more attention grabby than someone just straight up declaring that they are God...and well, I think it continues with a really interesting description there. It appears that this one is trying to tell us that as God he is somehow everything all at once, which I guess is a popular concept, so, umm, not exactly a unique depiction of God, but it seems like it will be an interesting one here.

And right now, because I'm in such a good mood, I'll tell you a secret. You're God. Not Me-God, you're You-God. And your mother is God and so is your father and so is every person you've ever met and ever will meet.

I am God, but I didn't make myself.


Sooo....that ends with quite a statement there, its definitely the sort of thing that just sounds a bit crazy and makes you ask all sorts of questions about what it could possibly mean here...and well that's exactly the sort of thing that you've gotta have in one of them prologues cause well, it definitely makes you want to read more and find out what could possibly be going on. So well, I'd say this is a fairly solid start right here. :D

Aaaaand that's it for this one.

As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.

Stay Safe
Harry




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Tue Apr 10, 2012 4:59 pm
DreamsAreReal says...



Sounds Great, maybe you should make it a bit longer. Can't wait to read more! :)




InTheTrees says...


Thanks! I'm working on it! There's so much I want to say in the novel but I'm still really unsure about how I'll pull it off



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Mon Apr 09, 2012 9:30 pm
InTheTrees says...



Should I make this longer?





"The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth."
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening