Jacinthe
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Thorgalson
Vilain Pouette
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|  Sujet: Le prequel de 800 mots écrit par Jo...  Jeu 29 Mai - 22:55:19 | |
| Jac a posté la nouvelle dans les nouvelles (lol), mais y'avait pas de sujet pour en discuter... mouah je voulais en parler! Bon. Lol.
Jo a donc écrit sur les deux côtés d'une carte postale une petite histoire de 800 mots incluant James et Sirius environ 3 ans avant la naissance de Harry (si on fait le calcul, ils sont donc en 7e année à Poudlard)... elle a cependant précisé qu'elle n'écrivait ni n'écrirait pas de prologue à la série, mais a décidé d'écrire ça juste parce qu'elle trouvait que c'était le meilleur moyen pour amasser le plus d'argent possible (la carte postale sert à une oeuvre de charité).
Un livre incluant cette petite histoire en plus de plusieurs autres cartes postales d'auteurs connus sera achetable sur internet (pour justement donner à l'oeuvre de charité en question), et donc on pourra avoir accès à l'histoire! Yay!  |
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Éclipse
Sugar spell it out
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Localisation : Downtown LAVAL!
| | Sujet: Re: Jo a écrit un prologue à la série HP! Jeu 29 Mai - 23:27:42 | |
| Ah on sait finalement c'est quoi l'histoire? James et Sirius??! cool!!
J'ai hâte de voir.
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| Roxanne a écrit: | | Réussir sa vie : ensemble indéfini de critères variant entre "trouver l'amour", "planifier sa retraite", "manger des oméga3", etc. |
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Amélia Black
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Age : 19
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| | Sujet: Re: Jo a écrit un prologue à la série HP! Ven 30 Mai - 11:25:58 | |
| | On va pouvoir y avoir accès? Comment?! |
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Thorgalson
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| | Sujet: Re: Jo a écrit un prologue à la série HP! Ven 30 Mai - 14:54:56 | |
| | Ben, ils vont mettre l'histoire dans tit livre qu'ils vont publier là... on va pouvoir l'acheter par internet et l'argent va aller à la charité. Sûrement que l'histoire va se retrouver sur internet assez tôt aussi, tsé, 800 mots c'est pas super long à retranscrire... |
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Amélia Black
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| | Sujet: Re: Jo a écrit un prologue à la série HP! Ven 30 Mai - 15:25:21 | |
| Ah ouin, ok  |
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Jacinthe
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| | Sujet: Re: Jo a écrit un prologue à la série HP! Ven 30 Mai - 19:03:25 | |
| | Thorgalson a écrit: | | Jac a posté la nouvelle dans les nouvelles (lol), mais y'avait pas de sujet pour en discuter... mouah je voulais en parler! Bon. Lol. |
C'est possible de répondre dans le forum des nouvelles, comme n'importe quel autre sujet... non? Je vais aller vérifier. Si c'est pas le cas, je vais aller changer tout de suite, et vais fusionner ce sujet avec le mien ^^; Edit : bon, ça l'air que juste les admin avaient le droit de répondre, effectivement... pas fort. Tk, maintenant c'est arrangé, alors j'ai fusionné les sujets!
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C'est vraiment une histoire de James et Sirius? Malade! On peut pré-commander le livre déjà je crois, et c'est juste 5£ (environ 10$ je suppose). J'espère juste que ça coûte pas le double pour le shipping. |
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Thorgalson
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| | Sujet: Re: Jo a écrit un prologue à la série HP! Ven 30 Mai - 22:36:38 | |
| | 5£ équivalait plus à 12-13$ qu'à 10$ la dernière fois que j'y suis allé, mais ça a peut-être changé depuis... mais c'est vrai que c'est pas super cher. |
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Amélia Black
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| | Sujet: Re: Jo a écrit un prologue à la série HP! Lun 2 Juin - 9:57:29 | |
| Mais j'imagine que le shippping est pas compté dans le prix... Je me demande jusqu'à combien ça peut monter...  |
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Jacinthe
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| | Sujet: Re: Jo a écrit un prologue à la série HP! Lun 2 Juin - 18:32:10 | |
| | Mugglenet a écrit: | | Standard overseas surface mail is 7.98gbp for the first book and 2.99gbp for each additional book for USA, Australia, Japan etc. Europe is 4.98gbp and 99p per additional book again for surface mail. They only have to pay large amounts of money if they want it couriered (which would be 30 odd quid) - so hopefully that makes it less painful if you live outside the UK. And of course, reading it online or in a window will be free. |
Donc ça devrait être 7,98£ pour le shipping. |
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Thorgalson
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| | Sujet: Re: Jo a écrit un prologue à la série HP! Mer 11 Juin - 10:12:03 | |
| Je viens de lire le prequel... C'est bon! Mais en même temps, c'est tellement pas assez long!
http://www.waterstoneswys.com/ Il faut attendre que ça charge, puis cliquer sur "Read our authors' stories", puis sur "JK Rowling" (c'est un site Flash).
J'ai trouvé une transcription sur un autre site et je la mets ici parce que l'écriture de Jo, même si j'ai réussi à tout comprendre, est pas des plus claires, lol.
| Spoiler: | | | The speeding motorcycle took the sharp corner so fast in the darkness that both policemen in the pursuing car shouted ‘Whoa!’ Sergeant Fisher slammed his large foot on the brake, thinking that the boy who was riding pillion was sure to be flung under his wheels; however, the motorbike made the turn without unseating either of its riders, and with a wink of its red tail light, vanished up the narrow side street.
‘We’ve got ‘em now!’ cried PC Anderson excitedly. ‘That’s a dead end!’
Leaning hard on the steering wheel and crashing his gears, Fisher scraped half the paint off the flank of the car as he forced it up the alleyway in pursuit.
There in the headlights sat their quarry, stationary at last after a quarter of an hour’s chase. The two riders were trapped between a towering brick wall and the police car, which was now crawling towards them like some growling, luminous-eyed predator.
There was so little space between the car doors and the walls of the alley that Fisher and Anderson had difficulty extricating themselves from the vehicle. It injured their dignity to have to inch, crab-like, towards the miscreants. Fisher dragged his generous belly along the wall, tearing buttons off his shirt as he went, and finally snapping off the wing mirror with his backside.
‘Get off the bike!’ he bellowed at the smirking youths, who sat basking in the flashing blue light as though enjoying it.
They did as they were told. Finally pulling free from the broken wing mirror, Fisher glared at them. They seemed to be in their late teens. The one who had been driving had long black hair; his insolent good looks reminded Fisher unpleasantly of his daughter’s guitar-playing, layabout boyfriend. The second boy also had black hair, though his was short and stuck up in all directions; he wore glasses and a broad grin. Both were dressed in T-shirts emblazoned with a large golden bird; the emblem, no doubt, of some deafening, tuneless rock band.
‘No helmets!’ Fisher yelled, pointing from one uncovered head to the other. ‘Exceeding the speed limit by - by a considerable amount!’ (In fact the speed registered had been greater than Fisher was prepared to accept that any motorcycle could travel.) ‘Failing to stop for the police!’
‘We’d have loved to stop for a chat,’ said the boy in glasses, ‘only we were trying —’
‘Don’t get smart - you two are in a heap of trouble!’ snarled Anderson. ‘Names!’
‘Names?’ repeated the long-haired driver. ‘Er - well, let’s see. There’s Wilberforce … Bathsheba … Elvendork … ‘
‘And what’s nice about that one is, you can use it for a boy or a girl,’ said the boy in glasses.
‘Oh, our names, did you mean?’ asked the first, as Anderson spluttered with rage. ‘You should’ve said! This here is James Potter, and I’m Sirius Black!’
‘Things’ll be seriously black for you in a minute, you cheeky little — ‘
But neither James nor Sirius was paying attention. They were suddenly as alert as gundogs, staring past Fisher and Anderson, over the roof of the police car, at the dark mouth of the alley. Then, with identical, fluid movements, they reached into their back pockets.
For the space of a heartbeat both policemen imagined guns gleaming at them, but a second later they saw that the motorcyclists had drawn nothing more than –
‘Drumsticks?’ jeered Anderson. ‘Right pair of jokers, aren’t you? Right, we’re arresting you on a charge of — ‘
But Anderson never got to name the charge. James and Sirius had shouted something incomprehensible, and the beams from the headlights had moved.
The policemen wheeled around, then staggered backwards. Three men were flying - actually flying - up the alley on broomsticks- and at the same moment, the police car was rearing up on its back wheels.
Fisher’s knees bucked; he sat down hard; Anderson tripped over Fisher’s legs and fell on top of him, as flump - bang - crunch - they heard the men on brooms slam into the upended car and fall, apparently insensible, to the ground, while broken bits of broomstick clattered down around them.
The motorbike had roared into life again. His mouth hanging open, Fisher mustered the strength to look back at the two teenagers.
‘Thanks very much!’ called Sirius over the throb of the engine. ‘We owe you one!’
‘Yeah, nice meeting you!’ said James. ‘And don’t forget: Elvendork! It’s unisex!’
There was an earth-shaking crash, and Fisher and Anderson threw their arms around each other in fright; their car had just fallen back to the ground. Now it was the motorcycle’s turn to rear. Before the policemen’s disbelieving eyes, it took off into the air: James and Sirius zoomed away into the night sky, their tail light twinkling behind them like vanishing ruby.
From the prequel I am not working on - but that was fun!
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