Writing examples
Writing examples
Below you will find some writing examples and excerpts from my narrative work along with some short stories.
Characters Paul and Konrad take some supplies from the destroyed city back to the submarine and have a conversation about their dire situation. This conversation is meant to highlight the clash of ideology between Konrad and the player, Paul. This also highlights how Paul has been changed by his months spent in the sub, no longer this naive boy wanting to see the world, he is now questioning his orders and having recurring nightmares of the enemy. Conflicting with Konrad's soldier spirit and not giving up mentality, Konrad does not see the destruction as a reason to stop fighting and fix what has been destroyed, but rather an incentive to keep pushing, keep fighting in this unwinnable scenario that is being presented in front of them
Paul: Whoa
Konrad: See, this is what they've done to our beautiful country
Konrad: This is why we fight
Konrad: To get payback
Paul: But is it worth still fighting for all this
Paul: destruction
Konrad: Listen, Rookie, this can be rebuilt. Germany will prevail, but we must follow orders
Konrad: Good soldiers follow orders
Paul: I know, but it just seems pointless
Konrad: Sounds like deserter talk
Konrad: Are you going to desert
Konrad: I have my suspicions that Johann is going to make a runner
Paul: He won’t, he's loyal
Konrad: That's what he wants you to think, Paul
Konrad: I'm smarter than him
Konrad: Here, this should be fine
Macbeth's world is crumbling; he is now 'the old king', his challenger Malcolm is young and has the better claim to his throne and is ready to invade, and his closest advisor Lulach tries to encourage his king to keep fighting.
Narrator 1 year has passed. Sigurd was killed during a skirmish in which Lulach commanded, giving Macbeth the breathing room he really needed
Narrator: Macbeth calls his heir to discuss their next move
King Macbeth: Good trick you did there,
Lulach: It was luck that it rained; his armour could not move as fast
King Macbeth: Although that boy still commands an army, now they’ll fight to avenge him.
Lulach: I know
King Macbeth: *Shouting* We could've used him as a hostage!
King Macbeth: Malcolm receives more English Knights and gold, and my army starves and deserts me!
King Macbeth: needs time
Lulach: I did say we should have negotiated
KingMacbeth: ENOUGH!
Narrator: The room falls silent
King Macbeth: They never tell you how it happens
Lulach: What?
KingMacbeth: Getting old
King Macbeth: I can feel my sword arm slow down
King Macbeth: When I killed that fool Duncan, I felt invincible. I ruled this realm with my strength alone. That's what kept the peace!
King Macbeth: Now I feel aches in my legs, I struggle to sleep. What is happening to me?
Lulach: My King, we will defeat Malcolm together. You're the King, God's Chosen, The Red King!
King Macbeth: Someone should tell Malcolm that…
Short story 'Succession secured
a short story about the last moments of King Edward IV's life as he writes his will with his son and heir, however, his brother the duke of
My candle had a few more minutes left. I needed to summon the clerk to write my last will and testament. When I die this Crown I won will be passed to you, Edward” the dying King proclaimed. “Clerk, add this to my will so the courts will know of my intention.''
The King sat up slowly in his bed. His Royal Physician offered him water, but he waved it away. His son sat next to his bedside holding his hand.
“Tell me a story, father. What was mother like?” the prince asked softly.
“Your Mother was beautiful, caring and kind.”
“What did she look like, Father?” questioned the prince.
“She had auburn hair, just like yours. Your mother showed me the beauty of the world. How could I help others and not just be a fist to be feared? I had fought all my life; I was a sword for my father’s vengeance, and - after I won the crown, it was time for politics, alliances, and marriages. Oh, the drama of it all.”
“How did you meet?”
“She worked in the royal garden. I asked her about planting a white rose one day, and from then on made a point of visiting her each day. We fell in love and married against the wishes of my court. I honoured her as she saved me.”
“Now you are all that remains of her on earth. I declare you as my legitimate heir…” The King then slumped back on his bed. The novice clerk was recording each word spoken for the king's will.
A loud knock at the door, and the clerk questioned: “Who is it at this hour?”
“Richard, the Duke of Gloucester, I've come to see my brother!” came a voice from outside.
Young Edward ran towards the door “Good to see you, Uncle Richard!”
“Father, I mean his grace, has fallen asleep. I was about to return to my chambers.”
“Go, young prince, I’m going to sit and pray for my brother's health for a moment” declared Richard. “I'll tell you about the battle of Towton after.”
“I look forward to it, Uncle!” said the young prince, excitedly rushing out of his father’s bedchamber.
“That will be all. I will stay with him,” said Richard.
The Physician quickly left. The novice clerk finished his page, softly putting away his ink and quill, he headed for the door. Richard snatched the will from his hand. “I will make sure this is delivered to the right authorities in the morning.”
“Thank you, my lord,” said the clerk as he retreated sheepishly out of the room.
Richard had a glance at the will and let it drop into the fire before kissing the King's forehead. Whispering, “Your time is over, it is my time now brother.” He left the room, slamming the door shut. The air rushed in, suffocating the fading flame, plunging the room into darkness.
Short story Swift Justice
Excerpt from a short story called swift justice, based off the black dinner in medieval Scotland between King James 2nd and his Douglas cousins who were all killed when a black bulls head was presented in front on them during a feast an old Scots dark omen.
While everyone else finishes off their food, Crichton and Livingston whisper to each other with Livingston asking the king for leave, taking some guards with him as he exits the hall. The last course arrives, and silence sweeps the room. Crichton announces “A special meal for the two young Douglas lads”
William smiles and says, “Thank you, you’re too kind,” William then reveals the plate to the room, his smile spoils into horror. The music halts, the brothers stare into the eyes of a dead black bull’s head staring back at them.
The entire room knows the symbolism of the black bulls’ head, imminent death. chaos engulfs the room. Crichton stands up, Livingston’s knight’s slam opens the hall doors, entering aside Livingston himself, grabbing the two Douglas boys. Kicking and screaming, calling out to their king trying to escape the grasp of the guards as they are escorted into the courtyard. The boy king is helpless as he screams “Let them go, They’re my friends!”
Crichton coldly replies “They are traitors they will be found guilty as charged and executed”
He gestures to a servant “Take the king to his bed he has finished his supper and is tired see that he is taken to his chambers”
The most powerful man in the entire kingdom sent to his bed. Completely powerless to stop this from happening. The Douglas brothers are dragged out into the courtyard as Livingstons knights line them up in front of him and Crichton.
Flemming emerges from the stables draws his sword in a vain attempt to save the boys but is swiftly disarmed and brought forward next to the boys. They are read out their charges they are found guilty and while the unrelenting rain crashing down on the knights’ helmets Crichton gives them a final speech “As traitors to James Stewart, King of Scots, you will be executed for your treachery.” The screams fall to a deafening sound as steel and flesh meet. The three boys executed.
The screams fall to a deafening sound as steel and flesh meet. The three boys executed - in an Ironic twist - a lord carrying out so-called justice in the name of the young king. The pieces are moved, the pawns are sacrificed, the triumphant James Douglas is given all the titles and lands with the King’s seal.