Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Creative Tuesday #2

Each week on Tuesday, I post a creative writing prompt and my response to it.  The best way to get better at writing is to practice.  It gives me a chance to write a little flash fiction and spend some time writing outside of my WIP. :)  You are welcome to do the same and post your response in the comments!

Creative prompt #258

Complete this famous tagline with your own:  The greatest tragedy is _______.



Tragedy of the Burnt Kind

Abby ran around the kitchen, dropping ingredients into the steaming pan as she hummed softly to herself.  She slid across the kitchen floor in her socks, almost dropping the butter piece of bread with a piece of cheese sandwiched between.  It was grilled-cheese Wednesday.  School always dismissed at noon on Wednesdays and since her mom and dad didn't get home until four thirty, Abby had the house to herself!

"Oh girls, just wanna have fun!" she sang loudly.

The CD player was sitting in the window of the small apartment kitchen, balanced next to a flower pot containing a deceased plant.  Abby pressed the stop button, as she plopped the bread down on the pan.  She dashed into the living room, returning with her favorite movie and sticking it into the DVD player next to the small dining room table.  She popped in Pride and Prejudice, quickly fast forwarding to her favorite part, where Darcy was standing the rain with Elizabeth and professing his love.  Abby sat down at the table, dazedly staring at the screen.  The movie continued to play.  She sighed, enjoying the moment and completely forgetting about the grilled cheese sandwich on the pan.  

"Oh no!" Abby exclaimed, smelling the burnt cheese.

She ran to the kitchen, but alas.  It was too late.  There was a black lump on her pan, the former grilled cheese.  The greatest tragedy is burnt grilled cheese.  She picked up the pan and began to fan the kitchen before the smoke detector went off.  

"How could I have done this to you?" she mumbled.  "I am so sorry, grilled cheese.  You would have been delicious."


Sadly, I have actually burnt grilled cheese a few times.  When you are really craving that delicious cheesy grilled goodness, it's quite a tragedy.  Hope you liked it!

Monday, September 26, 2011

To Maintain a Healthy Level of Insanity

I found this and I thought that you could all use the laugh on a Monday morning to get the day started.  Enjoy!



To Maintain A Healthy Level Of Insanity
1. At lunch time, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a hair dryer at passing cars. See if they slow down.
2. Page yourself over the intercom. Don't disguise your voice.
3. Every time someone asks you to do something, ask if they want fries with that.
5. Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over their caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.
6. In the Memo field of all your checks, write 'for marijuana.'
7. Finish all your sentences with 'In Accordance With The Prophecy'.
9. Skip down the hall rather than walk and see how many looks you get.
10. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat, with a serious face.
11. Specify that your drive-through order is 'To Go'.
12. Sing along at the opera.
14. Put mosquito netting around your work area and play tropical sounds all day.
15. Five days in advance, tell your friends you can't attend their party because you have a headache.
17. When the money comes out of the ATM, scream 'I won! I won!'
18. When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot, yelling 'Run for your lives! They're loose!'
19. Tell your children over dinner, 'Due to the economy, we are going to have to let one of you go.'


Have a lovely Monday!

Sunday, September 25, 2011

"Ima-Go before You" - Second Campaign Challenge

Ima-Go before You

It was like breathing in the scent of miasma, potent and harmful as the sickly sweet smell assaulted my nose and surrounded me.  I couldn’t do it.  This was going to be the end of me.  I stared at my reflection in the mirror, groaning internally.  I should be at Traci and Scott’s wedding, but the synchronicity of the wedding and the party conflicted. 

“Are you ready, Mia?” Sierra called from outside.

“Nope, never,” I mumbled, pulling at my curls.

They would surely oscitate at just the sight of me.  Sierra stepped inside, adjusting her beautiful plunging dress in the mirror and winked at me.  It was completely unfair how pretty she looked and I was about two crayons short of a box of 64 brightly colored wax instruments for rambunctious toddlers. 

“I can’t do this.”

“There’s a lacuna in your plan, dear.  I believe it’s the sixteen four-year-olds waiting for you with the power to revolt and severely injure you.  Come on; let’s just get it over with.”

I frowned.  “I will never live this down.”

Sierra laughed, leaving me alone.  I picked up the red foam nose and stuck it on.  I really hated clowns.




There's my second campaign challenge, exactly 200 words again.  We had to use four random words; "miasma", "synchronicity", "oscitate", and "lacuna".  Also, we had to use the word "Imago" in the title.  Bonus points if we could include a mirror and have it to be exactly 200 words. 

Hope you liked it!

If you do, feel free to go here and vote for #95!  Thank you!

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Creative Tuesday #1

My friend, Adam, told me that the best way to fulfill a dream is to keep trying.  And in order to keep trying, I need to keep writing.  So, I have decided that each week on Tuesday, I will post a writing prompt and I will post my response to it. It gives me a chance to write a little flash fiction and spend some time writing outside of my WIP. :) It sounds like fun!

Also, my blogger friend Krista does the same thing and I always enjoy what she writes. :)

Creative prompt #211

Write from the point of view of a clean sock that was mistakenly placed in the hamper.



Oh, it's just her again, rummaging through the room and picking up all of that stinky mess.  I'm glad that she finally came.  It's been days.  I don't think I could stand the smell any longer.  He never really takes care of us, which is typical of men.  Clothing always ends up strewn about the room, whether clean or dirty.  Yuk.  Myself, I've been laying on this spot on the desk since the last time that she washed white laundry, two weeks ago.  Not very much fun.  At least the rest of the day will be more bearable since she is picking up.  I can relax a little before he returns.  Wait... No!  Don't pick me up!  I am NOT dirty!  I swear to you that I am normally stained from the adventures to the mailbox without shoes, the locker room at school, and whatever coats the basement floor at Aunt Tessie's house.  I am clean!  The ominous smell of sweat and rotten food looms nearer as she lingers over the laundry hamper.  Please don't do it!  There's a quick breeze as she drops me into the top of the hamper.  I protest, but it does no good.

I won't forget this, I think to myself.  Putting a clean sock in with the dirty ones is such a terrible sin.  She better stay on her guard.  The next time that I find myself in the washing machine, covered in bubbly soap and wrapped in a pair of her husband's tighty whites, I might just find a way to sneak one of my owner's bright red soccer socks into the wash with me.  No one likes pink socks.  Especially if they are wrapped in your former white underwear.  Yep, that will show her.  I was clean and she tossed me out.  How rude.


Hope you are having a lovely day!

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Short Update

Sorry that I haven't really been posting or making any comments.  I just haven't really been reading and I am not getting any writing done either.

Nameless = 4,891 / 20,000 goal for September

I found out that my friend isn't expected to last until Christmas, that would be a miracle.  I've been pretty down lately, but I've been writing a letter that I would like to read to him sometime soon.  I've got no motivation for doing any of my course work and I've been stuck on my two creative writing pieces.  Hopefully I can get them done before they are due on Friday. 

The only really good thing that is coming from this is that I wanna play the piano again.  I took lessons for eight years, though I'm not really that good.  I've been practicing the song from "The Last Song".  It's a beautiful and moving piece, but it's a little difficult and I'm trying hard.  "The Last Song" by Nicholas Sparks is one of my favorite books by him.  The movie lacks a lot, but I don't mind it.  I love the relationship that Nicholas Sparks paints between a father and his daughter.  If you haven't read it, I recommend it. This is the song that I'm learning.



I hope that your writing endeavors are going well. 

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Moment by Moment

First, thank you for all of the comments!  I am so happy to have over 50 followers!  And there is more to the little 200 word piece that I posted.  That was actually part of an idea for my WIP - "Nameless".  So, when I get it finished, I will be able to explain more about why Liora was killed, along with the other children.  But I don't want to write any more about it today.  Not in the mood.

Today, I am living moment by moment and not all of these moments are happy.  I found out a few days ago that a friend of mine wasn't doing well.  I've known that he's had a brain tumor for many years and it was smaller.  He was getting better, but it was confirmed for me yesterday that... the tumor is growing rapidly and he's... he's dying and I think part of my heart broke at the news.

He is my high school band teacher and we've always been close.  Chris let me hide in his office when my grandma died and I couldn't be around others.  He let me hide from the pep rallies at school because I don't like cheerleaders.  I was his secretary, keeping the attendance for him and I loved it.  I wrote him a poem once.  I love the things that he says to his students in band, funny quotes that you'd have to be there to understand.  I spent most of my free time in the band room and I think he liked me there.  Chris and his wife went to "Wicked" the same night as my friend and I, two years ago.  They love the picture that I took of them together.  I sent him a card on father's day one year.  He's like a second dad to me and I don't want him to die. 

I almost wish that God did make bargains with people.  I would do anything God wanted to save him, but it doesn't work like that and I can't help Chris.  I feel so helpless, but I'm trying to be strong.  Though he would never want me to exchange his life for his because I'm young and have so much life in me.  It's just not fair.  He's not even that old; he still deserves life.

If you would, I would really love prayer for him and his wife.  I don't know how much time they gave him and I didn't ask, but he's already chosen to leave the job that he loves because it's getting worse.  Please, pray for him.  I love him very much. 

Sorry for the depressing post, but I needed to say something about why I haven't really posted anything all week.  My heart is cracked and somewhere else right now.

Monday, September 5, 2011

First Campaign Challenge

Today is the first Campaign Challenge over at Rach Writes... so we were given a prompt that had be included and told to write a flash fiction piece.  Mine is exactly 200 words!! :)  So, here it is!

COUNTED BUT LOST

The door swung open with a hard bang, echoing down the long hallway.  Liora pulled her knees to her chest, adjusting her long dress and refusing to look up at the man.

“Get up,” he snarled.  “It’s your turn.”

Liora slowly stood and he grabbed her arm, yanking her down the hallway and out into the blinding sunlight.  The gallows hung in their forbidden glory; the rope already stained with blood from its previous victims.  Her captor forced her to stand on the wooden box as he slipped the noose over her neck.  It felt warm and wet against her skin.  Liora glanced to the right, seeing the small bodies of the other children, lying in the dirt and discarded like a meal grown cold.  Some still had their eyes open as if trying to see a future that never came.  Liora felt the hot tears trickling down her cheeks as the man adjusted the noose.

“… her sentence will be to hang until dead.  May God have mercy on her soul.”

Only a godless people could do this.  Liora took a deep breath as the box was kicked from beneath her and she died in vain.



Hope everyone has a great day!

Thursday, September 1, 2011

A New Month!

Hello!  First, I would like to say hello to all of my new followers!  This is the most followers I've ever had and I love that you guys leave comments! :)  When I'm done with my paper later tonight, I will definitely add you, so I can return the favor!  This campaign thing is really nice. :)

And since it is a new month, it's time for an update in goals!

* Purchase tickets for Wicked starting on August 20th
  (DONE!  I will be going on November 23rd, I am more than excited!!!  We might even have dinner at the Olive Garden before!  I love my friends!)

* Read first few chapters of “Living Abroad in New Zealand” by Michelle Waitzman  (Done, it's really good!  I just need to keep reading!  I am about 1/4 of the way through the book.)

* Think of title for fantasy novel  ("Nameless" and I love it!)

NEW GOALS
* Write at least 20,000 words on my current WIP (Nameless)

* Finish the country map of Menrio (for my novel Nameless, this might take some extra work since I really don't understand that program that I'm using)

* Contact Lulu.com about the possibility of having "Down in the Creek" or "To Love without Hope" professionally edited (I've never done this and it can be a little pricey, but if I just end up self-publishing either one of them, I want them to be edited and seem very professional.  I'd love your thoughts on this!!)


My classes are going well, though my creative writing class is really boring me.  All we do is read boring short stories and discuss them.  I'm missing the "writing" part.  Oh well, I know it's important to read other stories to grow, but two weeks of it is really boring.  That is six hours of me day-dreaming instead.  My business English class seems a little more interesting.  We have to do a culture report and I've chosen New Zealand. :)  Very excited about that!  We also have to do a proposal and I might see if I can convince my professor to let me do a book proposal, since it still is a formal proposal. 

Hope you are all having a good week!