Assignment E (and more)

This post is going to be on more than just this weeks assignment. There's a little bit of news on the writing job front also which I'll get to at the end of this post. Firstly though, I suppose I should post the assignment, yeah?

This week we had to look at some observation notes we took whilst sat outside during the workshop and turn them into a story written in a 2nd person point of view ('You' as as opposed to 'I' or 'They')

I quite enjoyed this assignment as it gave me a new voice to work with and something which I've not done before as I've always written in either first or third person perspective out of habit and comfortableness.

Anyway, here it is, a little story I call 'Blue Monday' (the skies were perfectly blue and it was a Monday, geddit? Clever, huh?)

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You’re sitting there on the small stone step, staring at the water rippling quietly with the blue sky reflecting off of its surface and the sun reflecting its beams through the air. You can feel the heat of the sun on your cheek but the soft breeze is keeping you cool. You can’t help but think that it’s an absolutely beautiful day and that spring has almost arrived. Looking beyond the water you can see that the horizon is a soft yellow haze. Somewhat mesmerising.

30 yards to your right is a small group of students trying to fly a kite but are failing miserably. You want to join them but can’t as you have to wait for someone and you can’t afford to miss this meeting, especially after what happened last time you disappeared before meeting a friend.

There’s a bird beside you. A pigeon. And you can’t help but stare at the thing with its head bobbing back and forth as it walks and its little trick of hopping onto the ledge, turning round and hopping back down again with bird-like skills. Shouldn’t he be in Trafalgar Square though?

You’re checking your mobile for the third time in - according to the clock - the third time in 15 minutes, wondering where he is when you glance up and see your friend walking towards you with a big grin on his face. Sitting down beside you he’s asking you “So, have you got the gear?” in a quiet voice following it with a chuckle.

“Yeah,” you’re saying whilst reaching into your bag and producing a plastic bag. You’re handing it to him gently so as not to drop it.

He’s looking and reaching his hand in, muttering the word “Perfect” and after a few seconds he’s pulled out a chilled bottle of real Coca Cola. Just what he asked for.

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Moving onto the news of the writing job, the story goes somewhat like this:

I'd been corresponding with someone over email for a few days just arranging and making some sort of deal about what I'd be writing etc. Standard stuff and a meeting was arranged for today.

Went to the meeting/interview (which went really well) and met the man I'd be writing for. We. discussed details (what he wants written, where it'll be, future ideas etc) and came to a deal that I'll get back to the flat and using the notes I'd taken during the meeting, write out a short biography and details of the (personal training) services he offered.

Now that's all written out and emailed I'm just waiting for a reply and going to arrange a price which I've got a rough idea of. Got to decide whether to do it by work count of set price. Think I'll go with the former as it's probably easier to work with.

There'll also be some future meetings on something like a fortnightly basis just to discuss everything and see what needs to be done.

So, after whit loads of emails to various 'employers' I've landed a decent gig which should remain on-going for however long it goes. And I'll finally have some money for a nice load of fatty junk food and some clementines.

That'll be all for now. More info and assignments to come next week.