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Hey AMS, can you – pretty pretty please – post the text file for Stonebourne? I’d like to use the pose for one of my characters – and I’d love to be able to pick apart how you do the coloring. So, please?Â
Edit: I just noticed, are those custom hands? You're amazing!Â
I'll never be that good…
Thanks Trekkie! I'm just deciding what to do for the next bit. Be warned: I edit compulsively. I may at any point go back and edit any section, but I'll try to remember to tell you if I have. Hey, we could make a game of it: first one to spot what I've changed!Â
I'll mostly be making little changes, hardly noticeable unless you have a really good memory; things like adding extra detail, clarifying things. While I'm on the subject of clarification, does anyone have any questions about things (in the story) they would like to have explained? I tend to jump straight into the situation without giving enough background. For example, I haven't even got to the place I originally started the story yet. I read it to a friend and she was really confused, so I thought I'd better pull back a bit and explain a little about Andy and where he is.
So, thoughts? I'd really like some constructive feedback on this sort of stuff, that's the reason I'm posting the story on here instead of just writing it on a Word document and showing it to my (very supportive) family!
Here's my take. I've committed myself to entering every week if it's at all possible (i.e. as long as I'm not on holiday or ill or otherwise physically can't get to the computer).
P.S: I figured out how to edit the image size! On the very last stage before it puts the image into your post (the box that comes up first) you go to where it says “image size” and change it! You just have to be careful to keep it proportionateÂ
Sorry to anyone who's already figured it out and thinks I'm a bit slow 😛
Thanks Writer!Â
 Here's the next bit for you.Andy's Diary
Monday, 5 September – Day 1 of hell
I hate this place. Why did Mum and Dad have to send me here? Why can't they take me with them to Africa? I could help them, I know what to do.
It's not fair. They get to go to warm, sunny, exciting Africa and I'm stuck in a stupid boarding school in wet, cold, windy, boring Yorkshire, a.k.a the middle of nowhere.
I wish I was in Africa. I wish I was anywhere but this horrible school full of strange people.
I have to start lessons tomorrow. I hope my classmates aren’t too badly behaved.Â
I hope I can get to sleep with all the other boys snoring.
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Tuesday, 6 September – Day 2 of hell
I think Daniel is mad. And most of the other students. You’d have to be, to actually like this place.Â
Lessons went OK. I found out I’m a lot better at reading and writing than most of the others in Year 7. (That’s what they call the first year of secondary school, the year I’m in. I think they should call it “Year 1”, or just “the 11-year-olds”.)
I’m not so good at PE, though. I suppose it’s because I’ve never really had anyone to play ball games with, that I’m bad at them. Mum and Dad just let me sit and read, write or draw, and sometimes got me to do some math or science. I got really teased about it by the class. Do they think all Americans are supposed to be amazing at sports or something?
Why did I have to come to an English school? Why couldn’t I stay in America? For one thing, it was warmer.Â
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Wednesday, 7 September – Day 3 of hell
I was wrong about most of the students being mad. Everyone in this whole school is mad, even the teachers. I’m the only sane one for miles.
This isn’t a school; it’s a dumping ground for kids whose parents either can’t look after them, or just don’t want to. And me. I’m the odd one out. My parents are coming back for me as soon as they can, and they’ll take me out to Kenya with them.
I can’t wait.
P.S: I figured out how to edit the image size! 
