Brandon Tucker's Writings

ACT ONE Scene 1 Waves crashing, Wind uprising, a little plot of land is scene in the distance. Sailor 1: Yarrrrr!!!! Land ahead hoy!!!!! Sailors (All): Yarrrrr!!! *hands up in the air with delight* Captain: Quiet ye souls, we still must get this one landed boys Captain: 364 days it seems we have been out of luck my boys, we have finally found Paradise Island ACT ONE Scene 2 -FLASHBACK 364 days- Mom: Billy! It’s time for school! Get your backpack on! Billy (Later to be called Captain): Okay mom!! Mom: Hurry! You might not make it!! This is the first day of seventh grade and I will not let you miss it! Billy: Okay mom!! Mom: Don’t forget your lunch bag packed in the living room!                        Billy: Yes mom!! Mom: Billy? Billy: Yes mom!! Mom notices Billy’s voice repeating itself. Enters room, slowly. Billy: Yes mom!! Okay mom!! Mom opens the bed sheet to find three pillows and a voice recording, then sees the window open with another bed

New Wine in the vessel Ships Crashing, Pressing of the waves Slave 1: Sir! There is no way where are going to make it! Captain: HARDE-HAR The Slaves had no idea where the captain was going, or where he leading, but they trusted in him. Lord you understand my heart, and you know where it is leading

The Story of Asguard Day by Day, his people suffered. Stuck by the curse of what their fore-fathers have done since the dawn of creation. Their backs were flattened by burdens that they would carry day by day. Yet, although, his people suffered he loved each one very uniquely. He wanted to come into their everyday lives so that he could dwell among them. Although he was..

Hi guys back from a long break of not posting!! I will begin to attempt to post more and check in more sorry for the late start!

Sorry guys for the late check in, I am currently thinking about my career path right now, I want to be a writer but I want to be a genuine/raw writer. I am unsure what I will do for my next project for the Dialogue Assignment and especially the next Narrative, but hopefully in due time I will get a good idea for it, until then I will be posting my experiments!

Hi everyone I wanted to check in and let you know where I'm at in life. I just dropped Art class this morning, I felt like I was falling behind and it was turmoiling into my other classes as well. I feel free finally to be able to explore my full writings and capabilities, I started journaling a bit and even recorded a couple of dreams I've had. With no art left in my life, I feel able to finally start working on my narrative, wish me luck!!

Experiment #7

Hi everyone just wanted to make a quick update about everything! I missed class on Monday which sort've stinks because now I am falling behind in class. I was at Lake Hume over the weekend helping out in Middle School Camps and it was great but I am really behind on the narrative and haven't started yet, I really have no idea how to start and what to write about so if anyone has a great idea they wanted to share and weren't using for their narrative please shoot me a message! :) Thank you!!

Hi guys!! Sorry I have not been posting to much recently, I find it rather difficult to transfer the work from my phone to the computer to post it!! Lately, I have been working on a lot of Art work and may post it on here if I can finish it in time! For writing, I have been on a writer's stump, curious about which direction to take with Experiment #6 (Slam Poetry) and also the narrative, I am a bit self-conscious about my writings because I don't think I'm the best writing as well so please be gentle with me

I have not been working on much recently. I just joined an Art Class at Moorpark to explore into painting as well as writing. Hopefully, it will be good. I have been thinking about writing, maybe doing a little Children's Book (Class Task) and seeing where that will go. Mostly I want to write uniquely, maybe doing a story alike to Harry Potter but with a different touch about it. Either that or something relatable that shines light.

     Crash!! "Mmmmmmmmmmmpph!!!!!!" shrieks Alfred the hungover mummy. Late to work to his job at Mummy Headquarters, Alfred bangs his head on the top of the old elevator door entrance in the old Lowe's warehouse where his temple was built under.      Waking up late with his shirt on backwards, a 5 o'clock shadow, and grease stains on his outfit, Alfred looks at the remainder of what looked like his temple room as the elevator doors close in on him. As he slowly opens and closes his eyes, Alfred thinks to himself, "What happened last night?"