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[bridgitmendlerss-blog]

A Dog Is A (Wo)Man's Best Friend || Solo

Taking a seat on her bedroom floor, Bridgit wrapped her arms around her knees, pulling them closer to her. She buried her face in them, then, and shut her eyes, trying to block out her own thoughts. She hadn’t heard from her mother since Christmas, and she’d only talked to her brother once in two weeks. She didn’t think she would feel this guilty for not going home. But it was an awful feeling. She should have sucked it up and went back, especially since she missed Thanksgiving. Now she'd missed New Years too. She could have at least called her dad to wish him a happy birthday. But she hadn’t. What kind of daughter was she?

Feeling something nudge her arm, she glanced up, meeting a pair of soft brown eyes with her own. “Hi baby,” she whispered, holding her hand out to her dog. “Do you need to go outside?” She didn’t expect to get an answer, but she could understand her well enough to know what she was asking. She expected her to bark or walk into the next room as she waited for Bridgit to hook her leash up, but she didn’t move. She could sense the sadness, she knew she could, and her eyes even seemed to mirror the emotion right back. “Do you miss him too?” She asked, quietly, gently running her hand over Nala’s head. “You miss daddy?”

She had never thought about how hard it must be for her pet. She had been with Shane ever since she’d gotten her, and he had been around the dog almost as much as she had. Just like she’d been around his dogs. Not only did the poor thing have to wrap her head around the fact that someone who was so often around her owner wasn’t there anymore, she had ripped her away from her parents, her best friends, her friends’ dogs and everything she knew back at home. She had never once thought about how hard it must have been for the dog. She had never once given her a reason to. Instead of people coming over to constantly shower her with attention, it was only Bridgit there, and sometimes she might as well be a ghost.

"I’m so sorry," the blonde whispered, her eyes burning with tears. "I’m so horrible to you. I’m so sorry." Licking her nose, the dog laid down, dropping her head in her owner's lap. Sighing, she moved so her knees weren't poking her, burying her face in Nala's soft fur. "I love you," she mumbled, wrapping her arms around the pup. "Thank you." Through everything, she couldn't leave -- she didn't have that option. But she wouldn't if she did. She loved Bridgit unconditionally. She was there when she cried herself to sleep every night, when she woke up from a nightmare and sobbed into her pillow until she drifted back to sleep. She was there when she couldn't sleep, when she paced the floors and left every single light on because she was too nervous to be alone in the dark. She was there. She was always there.

"I love you," Bridgit said again, her voice cracking. "I don't know what I'd do without you, girl. I honestly don't." She pulled away, still running her hand over the soft fur. If she had to say what she was most thankful for in her life, she knew what her answer would be. Nala. Sometimes, it felt like she was the only one she was hanging on for. She was her anchor. And she hoped she didn't have to say goodbye to her anytime soon.

[keatsrstrombergldn-blog]

Home Is Where The Heart Is || Solo

Home.

Keaton stared out of the airplane window, his excitement growing more and more the closer they got to the airport, though he couldn't see much of anything but city lights. He was going home. He hadn't been home in so long, and he felt guilty about that. He didn't go back for Thanksgiving, so he would have to be sure to think about how thankful he was during this holiday instead. And he was thankful. For his life, for how well things were going for him, despite the fact that his new music wasn't turning out how he wanted it to. He was thankful for the opportunity to move to London, and he was so thankful that he could come back, now.

Climbing out of the plane as soon as he was able to, his eyes started to search the crowd. It was dark, but he immediately spotted his brother, then one of his sisters -- his nephew was there too. Wes spotted him and began to wave, a smile spreading across his face. And he smiled back. Because it didn't matter what happened, he knew he would always have his family in his life to support him... and pick him up from the airport.

And with or without Thanksgiving, in London or in America, that's what mattered, and that's what Keaton was most thankful for.

[palomafaithx-blog]

Thankful - Paloma Faith Solo

Paloma smiled as her phone buzzed. She knew it took a lot for her mum to pick up the phone and give her a call. There was only three times a year this ever happened. Her birthday, her mum's birthday and Christmas morning. She usually text. As she slid her finger across the screen to answer. "Hi, mum. Happy birthday." She spoke softly. She always let her mum make the first move and call. No point in flaring up the anxiety she felt while on the phone. Paloma sighed. It was good hearing her mum's voice, it was something she didn't hear that often. She wished she could hear it more. She tried to see her mum weekly however while on tour it was a practical impossibility. For the first time she thought about quitting music for a year. but suddenly her mum asked her how the new album was going. She shrugged before realising that her mum couldn't see what she was doing. "Not overly well, I can't find anything to write about. I found my old lyric book yesterday, but I haven't read through it yet." She spoke feeling a little irritated at herself. "Record company gave me a deadline by the 10th I have to have a new song or I have to risk losing the contract all together." Her mother sighed asking what she wanted to do. She answered with a quick "I don't know." That's when she heard the words she never thought she'd hear from her mum. 'Have a think and call me back, love you.' She replied with a "Love you too, thanks mum." She smiled hanging up. 

[celebrity-london-blog]

November was certainly a slow burner kind of a month, but December is finally upon us! That also means, of course, it’s time for a new writing task. With the days just gone for our American visitors, and the fast approaching holiday season in mind, our theme for this month will be Thankful.

It is as simple as it sounds, all we want you to do is write about something that your character is thankful for. It could be anything you choose; family, friends, newly found loved ones, even a long suffering family pet. Perhaps your character is dwelling on their career to date and how it's progressed over the years. Whatever you choose to focus on, we'd like to try and keep this months writing task positive! It might take some brainstorming, but no matter how bad things may seem, everyone has something or someone they're thankful for.

As always you can go down the tradition solo route or come up with something a little different, maybe a journal entry or a letter (incorporate both if you’re feeling brave). The usual rules apply of course, it can be as long as short as you like, so long as it exceeds the 200 word minimum for para’s. Please do remember though, all solos must be set in either the past or present time - no future para’s. By all means you can talk about things that may happen in the future or something your character’s looking toward, but not actually travel there.

Please tag all of your responses for this task with ldntask20, and we look forward to seeing what you all come up with!