Successfully moved. Was stressful as hell. O_o Still have some cleaning/unpacking to do. Once that's dead and down with, I shall return! >:-]
Peace
Monday, November 29, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Be Right Back!
I know I promised to do the postaday challenge...buuut I didn't know I'd be moving...So this is part of why I haven't been writing. Hopefully, after I'd settled in, I can get back into it. >:-] I've got some stories to tell..
Peace!
Peace!
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
APOSTADAY: Left Behind
Prompt from Daily Writing Practice:
Left Behind
It was the hottest day in Summer. Taking full opportunity of this, someone decided to throw a party at their Summer house near the beach. The house was near the beach, earning this party the title, Beach Bash. Fliers were printed, handed out. Friends were invited and these friends invited their friends. This party was going to be huge. Even people from all over the area would be coming, even people who were an hour or two away driving. This included Jimmy and his friends. He could picture the fun he'd be having. Girls would be running around in skimpy bikinis. Friends would be playing drinking games. At least one person would be going streaking. This was going to be great! He had his beachwear packed, his camera charged, money set aside for a beer run, and a little black book for collecting phone numbers tucked in the pocket of his book bag. Everything was set. Everything was good to go. If only he had anticipated one thing, transportation. His friends all hitched rides. They assumed he'd find a way to get their as well. They assumed wrong. One of his friends felt pretty bad, not bad enough to stay behind, but pretty bad. His attempt at consoling Jimmy : "I'll take tons of pics, so you wont feel like you missed a thing." Great friends.
I think I forced this one..haha..
Left Behind
It was the hottest day in Summer. Taking full opportunity of this, someone decided to throw a party at their Summer house near the beach. The house was near the beach, earning this party the title, Beach Bash. Fliers were printed, handed out. Friends were invited and these friends invited their friends. This party was going to be huge. Even people from all over the area would be coming, even people who were an hour or two away driving. This included Jimmy and his friends. He could picture the fun he'd be having. Girls would be running around in skimpy bikinis. Friends would be playing drinking games. At least one person would be going streaking. This was going to be great! He had his beachwear packed, his camera charged, money set aside for a beer run, and a little black book for collecting phone numbers tucked in the pocket of his book bag. Everything was set. Everything was good to go. If only he had anticipated one thing, transportation. His friends all hitched rides. They assumed he'd find a way to get their as well. They assumed wrong. One of his friends felt pretty bad, not bad enough to stay behind, but pretty bad. His attempt at consoling Jimmy : "I'll take tons of pics, so you wont feel like you missed a thing." Great friends.
I think I forced this one..haha..
Monday, November 1, 2010
APOSTADAY: A Moment
Edward walked into the kitchen and saw his mother cleaning the chicken she would use to make dinner. He saw that she hadn't noticed him yet and smiled.
"Mom."
No answer.
"Mom."
No answer.
"Mom."
"Momma."
"Mommy."
"Ma."
"Ma."
"Ma!"
She slammed the knife, looked up away from him. "What, Edward? What?!"
"Love you."
I really didn't know what to write...haha bare with me. This is only the beginning of the challenge!
Peace
"Mom."
No answer.
"Mom."
No answer.
"Mom."
"Momma."
"Mommy."
"Ma."
"Ma."
"Ma!"
She slammed the knife, looked up away from him. "What, Edward? What?!"
"Love you."
I really didn't know what to write...haha bare with me. This is only the beginning of the challenge!
Peace
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