Two Worlds

July 7, 2011
By Danealle SILVER, Wheeling, Illinois
Danealle SILVER, Wheeling, Illinois
7 articles 0 photos 119 comments

Favorite Quote:
Anything is possible with a smile and goal in mind.


At two in the morning there is no better place to be than Santa Monica Beach. If I had to put a word to the beauty that is around me it would be “breathe taking.” However, that is an understatement and a cliché. The stars are shining like little spot lights; the moon is casting a blue shadow over the water giving the ocean an otherworldly glow. The night is silent except for the rhythmic crashing of waves; the sand feels cool between my toes. I still can’t believe I am going to leave all this behind to move to New York. I hear it’s always loud there and the people are far from pleasant. But what can you do when David Remnick calls and offers you a writing job; how can you say no?
So I sit here enjoying the sweet caress of the ocean breeze and try to memorize the feeling of calm that can only be achieved by sitting under a full moon for the last time.
“Allison Coolidge, there you are,” said my husband, William.
William is 6 foot 3, with hair as dark as the stars are bright, and blazing blue eyes. William walks with the confidence of a king, but chooses to dress like a surfer. When he steps into the glow of the moonlight his raven hair turns silver and his blue eyes pierce the soul.
“We have a six o’clock flight, why are you out here,” he asked.
Thank god for William. I don’t think I would be able to go through with the move if it wasn’t for him. I know he loves living on the beach as much as I do, maybe even more. It’s going to be hard on him, but he found a new job at a prestigious law firm.
“I couldn’t sleep so I figured I would come out here to do some thinking,” I said as a yawn escaped my grasp.
“Come on back home, we have to leave for the airport in an hour,” he said.
I got up clumsily and tripped over my flip-flop luckily, William caught me before I fell, as he usually does. I looked up into his eyes and giggled.
“Haha! I’m going to miss walking down the shore line with you in my arms,” he said.
“I’m going to miss kissing you under the stars,” I said before he pulled me in for a sweet kiss.
He held me under his arm while we walked back home. Our house sits about two miles from the shore. It isn’t a large home, but it’s very open. Floor to ceiling windows cover most of the house. At the back, near the kitchen, there is a large mosaic of the beach. During the summer, if the sun’s rays hit the mosaic in the right spot it casts dancing, blue, yellow, and gold spots over the floor. When you stand on the balcony you can hear the waves brushing against the sand. William would come out here in the spring to paint the sunsets and migrating birds.
It’s three in the morning at this point. William is putting the last of our things in the car, while I lock our front door for the last time. The car ride to the airport was a silent one; William just chewed his lips as I played with a glass bottle of sand I brought with me. At the airport we bought some breakfast then boarded the plane a few hours later.
Our plane ride was five hours and by the time we landed and picked up our luggage it was lunch time. My first impression of the city was that it reeked of car smoke. We may not be in California anymore, but the traffic seems to have followed us.
Our new apartment was in the heart of the city, Time Square. William being the corny, romantic that he is carried me over the threshold of our New York home. Our dwelling was about the same size as the old beach house. Instead of large windows and mosaics, this apartment had white walls with little decoration on them. The flight here was very tiring and I wasn’t in the mood to go explore the city, so I went to take a long nap. When I woke up it was already eight o’clock. I walked outside the bedroom to look for William, but I couldn’t find him. What I could find were easels, canvases, and paint supplies littering our hard wood floors. I followed the trail of paint brushes onto the balcony where I found him painting.
“How can you be painting something so dull and horrid,” I asked in a bitter tone.
“It is not dull,” he answered. “I realized something while you were sleeping.”
“Oh, and what would that be?”
“Yes, this isn’t our quite beach house, but it is just as beautiful.”
“How?”
“Remember the sound of crashing waves? Well, that was replaced by the sound of people’s laughter and music. The bright lights are the city’s version of twinkling stars. Just as the ocean is a living, breathing, creature, so is New York City, you just have to look closely.”
After giving it some thought I realized he was right. When sitting on our balcony the lights looked like millions of rainbows and if you listened hard enough you could hear the music of the city.
“You know, you look even more beautiful in the shine of the city lights,” William said as he stroked my cheek.
I giggled and curled up under his arm. We sat there together for hours just listening to the city. This may not be the sounds of the beach, but it was the same feeling. I knew that as long as William was with me, no matter where I was, I would always find the spirit of the beach.


The author's comments:
I wrote this story as an end of the school year present for my journalism teacher.
The majority of the creative writing I do ironically comes out morbid(Ironic because I am the single most peppy person you will ever meet). So it was nice to be inspired to write something romantic.

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paige14 GOLD said...
on Aug. 18 2011 at 1:05 pm
paige14 GOLD, Portsmouth, Ohio
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Favorite Quote:
Say what you need to say--John Mayer

I like this! It has a few grammatical errors in it but proofreading would easily fix that. One other thing is that bits of it seem almost stiff and forced. But the description is great and this is, overall, really good!

on Jul. 28 2011 at 8:04 am
Danealle SILVER, Wheeling, Illinois
7 articles 0 photos 119 comments

Favorite Quote:
Anything is possible with a smile and goal in mind.

Thank you i'll keel that in mind!

 


on Jul. 28 2011 at 8:03 am
Danealle SILVER, Wheeling, Illinois
7 articles 0 photos 119 comments

Favorite Quote:
Anything is possible with a smile and goal in mind.

Thank you! 

on Jul. 28 2011 at 5:14 am
Garnet77 PLATINUM, Sinagpore, Other
31 articles 6 photos 578 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Everything's a triangle." ~ My mother

"Write what you love, write what you care about, because sometimes, it's the easiest way to be heard."

I love this!!! You have such beautiful descriptions, and this was amazingly sweet. Very well done! :)

julian GOLD said...
on Jul. 26 2011 at 11:32 am
julian GOLD, Eugene, Oregon
17 articles 17 photos 223 comments

Favorite Quote:
The goal is not about living forever, the goal is about creating something that can.

Wow! Stunning descriptions, and exquisite details! wonderfullly done! The only thing I have to say is that it could be expanded upon even more. And watch out for grammar and punctuation errors, such as adding a "?"  at the end of the sentence when somebody asks a question. But this was a beautiful and touching piece, so keep up the good work!

on Jul. 25 2011 at 10:12 pm
CarrieAnn13 GOLD, Goodsoil, Other
12 articles 10 photos 1648 comments

Favorite Quote:
"I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by." --Douglas Adams

"The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane." --Marcus Aurelius

A little bit of criticism:

1.  "Breathe taking" should be 'breath taking'.

2.  Proofread before you submit and you'll see little errors in punctuation and grammar.

Other than that, good work!  It was a bit rushed, but still good.


on Jul. 25 2011 at 10:06 pm
CarrieAnn13 GOLD, Goodsoil, Other
12 articles 10 photos 1648 comments

Favorite Quote:
"I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by." --Douglas Adams

"The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane." --Marcus Aurelius

Nice short story!  I have some criticisms:

1.  "Breathe taking" should be "breath taking".

2.  Your dialouge is a bit stiff.  Try reading it aloud and asking yourself if real people speak that way.

3.  Proofread before you submit and you'll see you're missing commas in some places and other little errors in punctuation.


on Jul. 25 2011 at 9:31 pm
Danealle SILVER, Wheeling, Illinois
7 articles 0 photos 119 comments

Favorite Quote:
Anything is possible with a smile and goal in mind.

Thanks! 

I always have issues with flow! lol


Vicky11 SILVER said...
on Jul. 25 2011 at 7:13 am
Vicky11 SILVER, Charlottenlund, Other
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Favorite Quote:
The wisest men follow their own direction - Euripides

Very sweet story, I quite enjoyed it. Advice: At times it seems a bit hurried, try to make the story flow just a bit better, other than that, great!

on Jul. 18 2011 at 3:32 pm
Danealle SILVER, Wheeling, Illinois
7 articles 0 photos 119 comments

Favorite Quote:
Anything is possible with a smile and goal in mind.

I'm glad you like it! And the next story I write I'll remember your advice!  :)

GittaR GOLD said...
on Jul. 18 2011 at 1:58 am
GittaR GOLD, Ararat, Other
10 articles 0 photos 16 comments

Favorite Quote:
Every man has purpose with which he sets out in his life. Let yours be the doing of all good deeds- Robin Hood BBC Series

This story is peaceful. I know that may sound strange but reading made me smile...your dscribed the ocean and the city so well it made me relaz just thinking of it. The only constructive criticism I can give you is dont over decribe. For example, telling th audience exactly how tall someone is makes them stop for a second and think...feet to metres or metres to feet. I know it may not seem like it but the story loses flow. Also be careful not to repeat the same thing twice just using differemt words. Ofcourse I am nit picking though...youre story is an excellent one. Keep writing you have a real gift :))

on Jul. 17 2011 at 7:13 am
Danealle SILVER, Wheeling, Illinois
7 articles 0 photos 119 comments

Favorite Quote:
Anything is possible with a smile and goal in mind.

haha :P 

on Jul. 17 2011 at 1:57 am
clover96 BRONZE, Santa Monica, California
2 articles 0 photos 3 comments
I live near there :)


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