Showing posts with label Short Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Short Stories. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Nothing but the Truth



Oh dear, what delinquent bloggers we've been. And we have such good intentions too. But our time is overtaken by schoolwork and people; very important things, yes, but we haven't forgotten you all. :)

This is one of my presentations for Contemporary Issues class, addressing the subject of truth vs relativism. I just got my grade on it tonight (a 98!), and am excited to share it with you.

note: I'm not very fond of the title, I just had to come up with something quick before turning it in, so if something better comes to your mind while reading it, please share!

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Unwanted

This is a short story I wrote as a presentation paper for Contemporary Issues class, on the issue of abortion, and the sanctity of life.
I haven't gotten a grade back on it yet, but our Teacher, Mr. Hornick, said he really liked it!
So I'm sharing it with you, hope you enjoy.

Unwanted
By Rebecca Canaan

Thursday, July 31, 2014

Beautiful People || July Edition || Bethany's Characters


I love my novel Long Road From Canaan, I really do, but there's something fun and satisfying about writing short stories. Just a little something you can write in a couple days or a week or two,  go back and edit and tweak, and then finish.

Maybe this is simply because I've never finished a full length novel. But I do like to write short stories, and the character I'm going to introduce today is from one I'm getting ready to publish.

A novelette might actually be a better term for it, because it's about 16,000 words. I'm going to try an e-book format called Snippet, which I learned about from Go Teen Writers. There's just a few more things to do, but hopefully I'll be sending it in for the Snippet review process soon.

What Thou Need'st

Synopsis:

Kendall Thatcher, a dutiful squire, thinks he's seen the worst of his master, the irascible Prince Bartholomew. However, things can indeed get worse; much worse.

When the Prince runs away, a princess from a neighboring kingdom vanishes, a dragon takes up residence in an abandoned castle, and two kingdoms near the brink of war; all this can be resolved only when Kendall and the Prince discover "what thou need'st"


  I'm going to do this month's questions about Ruth, who is somewhat of a side character, but a favorite of mine. 
Ruth becomes a close friend to one of the main characters, and has been really fun to write. 

via Pinterest

1) What’s their favorite food? (Bonus: favorite flavor of chocolate!) 
   Ruth's favorite food is her aunt's raspberry tarts. She's never had chocolate, as its a rare thing in the medieval world, but she would probably like white chocolate best.

2) What do they absolutely hate?

Secrets. She doesn't like keeping them, and she greatly dislikes when other people keep them from her. Maybe hate is too strong a word, but she isn't really the kind of person to hate anything. This doesn't come out so much in this story, but more so in the sequel. Oh yes, I'm already thinking of a sequel!

3) What do they enjoy learning about? 
Anything her father will teach her. Her father is a scribe in their little village, copying manuscripts and writing and reading letters for people. He taught her to read, and now she reads whatever she can get her hands on, which isn't much for a poor peasant girl. She also loves learning about cooking and knitting.

4) Who is the most influential person in their life? 

Her father. Ruth's mother died a few years before the story takes place, but Ruth and her father have always been very close.

5) What is their childhood fear? 

Ruth had a very pleasant childhood, although her family was poor, so, I honestly can't think of anything for this one!

6) What is something they have always secretly dreamed of doing, but thought impossible?

 She has always wanted to live in a castle. 

7) What is something they are impractically afraid of? 

Frogs. She thinks they are nasty, slimy, despicable creatures.

8) Are they a night owl or morning person?

A morning person.

9) Do they say everything that pops into their head, or leave a lot unsaid? 

She is pretty quick to speak, and loves asking questions.

10) What are their nervous habits?

When Ruth is nervous, she tends to babble and stumble over her words.

And that's all! I'll let Ruth sign off with a quote from the story.

"I am sorry, my aunt is calling. I have to go," Ruth said with a smile of farewell, and dashed off.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Millie's Mistake (a story)

By Bethany






   June, 1923.


  "Mildred, you told Mr. and Mrs. Wallace that you would watch their baby for them tonight while they go to the dinner party, didn't you?" Mrs. Conroy came into the kitchen where her 14 year old daughter was sitting at the table.
  Millie slapped her hand to her forehead and groaned "Oh no!"
 "Dear, don't be so melodramatic," Mrs. Conroy stopped a moment, remembering something "Was there someone at the door? I thought I heard something as I came downstairs"
 "Oh! How could I have forgotten?" Millie moaned again "That was Mrs. Anderson who just left. She came over to ask if I would watch Peter and Jeremy because she and her husband are going to the party too, and I said yes! How could I have forgotten about the Wallace's baby?"

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Gadget Finds A Home (a story)


                                               
                                                               By Bethany Canaan



   The dusty, black, model T pulled up in front of an old house. It was rather imposing looking, with its three stories towering over the front lawn, and the grand looking columns that held up both the front porch and second story balcony. David Conroy got out of the automobile, followed by his wife, Gloria, and two teenaged children, Alistair and Mildred. It had been a long, hot drive from Chicago. The only possessions they had brought along were in trunks, strapped to the back of their vehicle. They had been told that the house was fully furnished, and they had no need of their own furniture, which would have only filled a small portion of the huge house since they had lived in an apartment in the city.
   The man removed his bowler hat and wiped the sweat from his brow. “Well, here we are!” he said, forcing a cheerful smile.
   His wife smiled genuinely in return. “It’s beautiful David! It just needs a little tender loving care”
   “…And a machete for the front weeds. I can’t even tell where the walk way is to the porch!”
  “Alistair!” the girl glared at her brother.
  “Hey! Don’t look at me! I’m just making the observation. Dad, if your uncle could afford a house like this, don’t you think he could have at least hired a gardener?”
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