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For day 15 of #InstaWrimo the plot twist from I guess the prequel of this years #nanoproject. #nanoprep #nanowrimo2019 #plottwistaudio #writersofinstagram #writingcommunity #fiction #storyideaweek #creativewriting https://www.instagram.com/p/B2cHHFvBmOc/?igshid=e3sdamcvvma5
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I recently moved from Texas to Georgia with aspirations of living an honest adult life. I was going to get a grownup job, get a grownup apartment with furniture and an actual bed, and carve out more time for my writing.
None of this happened.
I’m 22 years old and I’ve had my own place and all of that but I still feel as though I should be doing more. And the clock is ticking. So at this…
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Just a Few Things… Hi, my meager collective, I just had a couple of things I wanted to say. I've been going back and forth on posting the complete version of Haidou, but I did decide to go ahead and do it.
Haidou (Full)
Beginning
Kore marched down the long corridor, vehemently cursing her short legs. It had been a long time since her husband had sought her out, and she wished mere curiosity quickened her steps instead of the unbridled hope and longing that took root in her heart.
She stopped when she reached a large door made of heavy oak and steel with ornate carvings and sparkling…
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House Sitter
This is not how I thought my day would go.
Actually, this isn’t how I’d thought my life would go. And losing my job over a minor incident with a customer is what had landed me here, locked in a trunk. Like no one else lost their temper from time to time. Anger is a natural, human emotion. Those were the exact words of my court appointed therapist. Now I was jobless, rent was due, and all I’d…
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Haidou (Excerpt)
Demeter cast an imperious look at Kore’s band of warriors before stepping forward, gently grasping her hand to twist her shackled wrist. “What is this?”
“The girl was warned,” Zeus boomed. Lightning cracked the sky. “It was time she was brought home, and it was time that she answered for her actions.”
The deep green gauze of her gown flared as Demeter spun on the heels of her bare feet.…
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Kore (Excerpt)
Demeter cast an imperious look at Kore’s band of warriors before stepping forward, gently grasping her hand to twist her shackled wrist. “What is this?”
“The girl was warned,” Zeus boomed. Lightning cracked the sky. “It was time she was brought home, and it was time that she answered for her actions.”
The deep green gauze of her gown flared as Demeter spun on the heels of her bare feet.…
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AN ENDING
An Ending - A Short Story
“Just stop,” he rasped, fingers shackling her wrist. Dust motes danced in the beam of sunlight, flitting between them. Dried leaves grazed the toe of her boot planted on the pavement. Above them a full tickled through an open window. “Just wait. Please.” She pried her own fingers away from the cool doorknob, dragging her other boot over the threshold. Their arms swung between them, his hand…
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Round Table
I have no experience with blogs. I barely have any experience successfully interacting with real life humans.
So.
Honestly, the best conversations I’ve ever had have taken place in my own head, at the round table where my imaginary friends tell their stories.
Welcome to our Round Table Talk.
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GuEsS whO sTiLl hAs tO dRaFt hEr nOvEl fOr nAnOwRiMo
Bitches be joining camp nanowrimo and be procrastinating shit. I am bitches.
The trunk swung open and, for the third time tonight, I was blinded. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust.
I jumped just before that.
I landed perfectly, like a trained circus lemur. My legs wrapped around someone's waist a ski mask went flying, and my nails were going to leave scars. Somehow Henchman Two got me unlatched so I started kicking and swinging. Someone caught an elbow, someone got kneed. An arm strayed too close to my face and I bit down. Hard.
They were going to earn this victim.
Between the two of them, Behemoth got my arms trapped behind my back and Goliath got control of my feet. Mostly because I'd tired myself out. So much for all that stamina and lung compacity.
In my defense, I didn't work out.
-"Housesitter"
“Just stop,” he rasped, fingers shackling her wrist. Dust motes danced in the beam of sunlight, flitting between them. Dried leaves grazed the toe of her boot planted on the pavement. Above them a full tickled through an open window. “Just wait. Please.”
She pried her own fingers away from the cool doorknob, dragging her other boot over the threshold. Their arms swung between them, his hand stubbornly locked on her skin. “I’ve waited on you for too long.”
“It was a mistake.”
The world blurred and swam before her but she wouldn’t look back. She couldn’t. When she looked at him all she saw were his mistakes. The meaningless. The secret. The last times. Each mistake plastered themselves to every inch of him. Yet, they seemed to weigh on her more than him. The weight of them, of his touch, her bags packed full of everything she could stomach to pack away, nearly strangled her. She jerked away, almost sprinting the short distance to her car. Even away from him, throwing her things into the backseat, it was hard to breathe.
He caught the door just before she slammed it shut. “Don’t do this.”
Her hands were wrapped around the steering wheel like a lifeline, her nails biting into her skin. She pressed her lips together as the first tear fell.
“Please.”
Her voice shattered the one word to pieces. When she finally raised her eyes to his he looked as though he could see each of his mistakes reflected in her eyes, one by one. His shoulders sagged. His head hung.
The door shut.
And her foot pressed the gas.
- "An Ending"
