I started a book that I have not worked on for a while because I just decided that the story plot wasn't going to work out, but I think I'll start it up again. Here's some of the first chapter from the beginning of the story:

Chapter 1

Samantha looked out her window to a bright clear day and the snow sparkling beautifully on the ground. She loved the snow. It always felt so soft and delicate in her fingers and when it was sticky, made great for forts and snowmen.
She sometimes made whole colonies of them and pretended that she was a royal queen who led the snowmen in battle against a merciless dragon who would breath fire on their snow and melt it. She couldn’t wait to play in it today!
She dressed hurriedly in some warm clothes and went into the living room where she found her mother sipping some hot chocolate while reading a book. “Mama! There’s snow outside!” Her mother looked up from her book and said, “Yes I know! Why don’t you have some breakfast and then go outside?”
“Sure, I’m starving,” Samantha said. She sat down at the table to bacon and eggs and hot chocolate with a candy cane on the side. She unwrapped her candy cane and stuck it in her cocoa, something she liked to do.
After breakfast, she bundled up into the scarf, mittens and hat her mom knitted for her. They were red with white snowflakes skillfully woven into the pattern. Then she went outside into the cold fresh air.
Her yard was big, with a whole forest in the back of it. She loved climbing them, and sometimes made them lookouts in her snow castles. She walked over to the hollow tree she liked to hide in. It was her secret hideout where she played when there was no snow.
She built snow blocks and stacked them around her tree. Then, she packed snow higher and higher until she could barely reach the top. Then she sculpted some chairs and sat on one, wondering what she should do next.
Suddenly, the snow blew up into the air in long swirls. Samantha thought this weird since there was no wind. She watched as the snow swirled around her like a mini tornado. She stood up quickly and the snow immediately fell down. She looked around. Everything was still. Exactly as it was a second ago.  
She looked around. Maybe someone had thrown it at her. But there was no one.
“Hello?” she said. But the only sound was the wind whistling in the trees.

I am writing a book, but I don't like talking about it.

Let's just say it's a very... Quirky fantasy. 

Here's chapter 1 of mine. Constructive criticism: pleeaaaseeee!

Mr Viri finished announcing the orienteering activity teams for Mr. Kapow and Mr. Fling. He paused for a moment, to let the teams find their chaperones and congratulate them on not getting a creepy eighth grade science and math teacher that always wore a suit and a mustache, like he was. Then he announced the losers of the lottery.

"And, with me, on the Red Team," he grinned at the six unhappy students standing before him, "Sirius Ember, Syrra Fay, Sylvia Fey, Ash Gemm, Kyle Null, and Tiffany Wiralod. Each of you will use your compass, your map, and your knowledge of topography and orienteering to find the six red coffee cans hanging on trees throughout the woods, as a team."

Tiffany groaned theatrically, and wandered over to her friends Sylvia and Syrra, already discussing the situation. 

To her complaints about how Mr. Viri is so odd and Ash Gemm is the biggest idiot in the grade and who the cherries is Kyle Null again, Sylvia only smiled. "Chill," she told Tiffany. "At least the three of us are together. And," --her voice became teasing-- "Who's with us? A certain crush of yours?"

Tiffany shook her shoulderlength golden-brown hair in annoyance, but her eyes drifted over to Sirius's fair hair and dark gray eyes. His skin was too pink, and hair much shorter than the boys that Tiffany always drew and dreamed of, but she honestly could care less. Mr Viri must really be getting onto my nerves, she thought. Usually, Sirius's name would draw her attention before any chaperone's. 

"Mr. Viri's so creepy!" she exclaimed, almost to herself. 

Syrra nodded. "I just can't wait until we have him for math in eighth grade," she said sarcastically. 

Meanwhile, Kyle and Sirius were discussing their new chaperone as well.

"How does he survive in that suit?!" Sirius asked.

"I don't know," admitted Kyle. "But he'd make the perfect villain in a novel."

"Totally!" agreed Sirius. "Hey, I just had an idea. Imagine him pulling himself up over the edge of your bunk, and then being all: 'Hello children!'"

Both the boys burst out laughing, making Ash, who was sulking nearby, scowl even more ferociously. "My team has nobody!" he muttered. 

"Come on, children!" Mr. Viri called in the falsely cheery and goofy voice that some adults use when they attempt to be funny. "Let's get orienteering!!"

One by one, they followed Mr. Viri into the woods.  

@Tiffany W.- OMG I can see where that's going lol

@Blackberry E.- I'm curious to know what happens next.

@Melody- It's ok if you don't want to show any of it but I like quirky fantasy so I'm curious as to what it's about, would you mind posting at least a summary? You don't have to if you don't want to know.

OMG I love the Frankenstien line, I think I've used it too many times

I never like writing about my story publicly, but the only thing I will tell is that it is a sort of Olympic Games with a grand survival challenge as the end to bring final glory to the winning team.

@Piper C- that sounds interesting. When you say grand survival challenge do you mean one like The Hunger Games?

I usually never get farther then the third chapter. The one I'm working on right now has one chapter . Here's the summery:

Cassie is a girl who finds out she's a princess in a magical world. But being a priness has it's dangers, especially when the fight for control of the magic world is teetering between good and evil.

Yeah, I'm not very good at writing summaries. It's not as princess-y as that. it's also not as dramatic (yet) and it's more modern. In fact, I haven't even gotten to any of that stuff. Maybe I'll post the first chapter, after getting a little farther into the story.