Very Short Stories, Week 15

Good morning, friends! Couple things to share today…

This week, My hubby and I are taking one of our nephews to stay with us. There’ll probably be some Pokemon Go and Harry Potter: Wizards Unite. Swimming, splash pads, day trips. Or maybe a more lazy week with in home reading and crafting. Who knows!

Because of this, I will most likely be absent from my blog and less active on Twitter (if you follow me on there; if not, here’s me! @KEMwriting ). There’s no point trying to guarantee blog posts when I’m going to be focused on having fun and laughs with my nephew!

It also means little editing will be done on my book. I plan on making time for it since the writer’s life for me will eventually mean children of my own. This will be a great way to figure that aspect out more.

While I’m off for a week of joy and adventures, I hope this week is fulfilling for the rest of you! Take care!

Oh, and enjoy my very short stories just below!

 

July 23rd

This is #folly, she cried and barrelled out the open window of the train compartment after her friend. She heard a splash seconds before cold water surrounded her, pulling at her limbs. Unbuttoning her heavy clothes, she sprung to the surface and sought out her friend.

 

July 24th

Such a waste of time, she determined and slammed her laptop closed. What a #joke, thinking I could be a writer. She tossed her USB across the room and left it there like a piece of forgotten trash.

 

Pick me up now, it seemed to say from the floor. We’re not done yet.

 

July 25th

Vivian stepped out of her room and the black dress clung to her body like a wet glove. A hesitant smile played on her lips as she descended the staircase. In front of Damian’s hungry gaze, her cheeks turned scarlet.

 

His kiss was sudden yet she #answered it with passion.

 

July 26th

Give ’em #hell, his dad said and tapped his gloves.

He entered the cage to the roars of the crowd and threw his arms up high with his own shout. Pacing back and forth, he watched his opponent. They approached each other, knocked fists and squared up.

The bell rang.

 

July 27th

What’s your #intent with my son? she asked. Her legs were crossed, hands rested on her knee.

I plan on making him happy til the end of my days, he answered and smiled. He fiddled with the ring box in his pocket.

That settles it then. You have my blessing, she grinned.

 

 

July 28th

Do you get it yet?

I want You gone

Disappear

Vanish

Into a Darkness

only You can

Summon

Tired of cruel whims

that Sabotage my attempts

You’re a bad taste

Lingering

Unwanted

I #renounce You

and Your Tainted Touch

Vilify

Condemn

Your Traitorous ways

 

Goodbye, Reflection

 

 

July 29th

#Stray dogs littered the streets; unwanted and untended. She shook her head at the sight until a wet nose kissed her hand. Smiling, she stroked the ragged pup and it demanded belly rubs. I can’t save them all but I can save this one, she mused and took it home with her.

Tools of the Trade

Sorry for not posting anything yesterday, but I had a brainstorm session about the feedback I’d received for my book. It was awesomely fun, and I feel really good about the changes I’ve decided to make (thanks to amazing individuals with great feedback)!

As much as I want to start on them today, I want to stew on them over the weekend (plus when Andrew’s home, I’m often not as productive as I’d like). I also want to retrieve a bound copy of my manuscript my father did for me. It should help immensely for referencing instead of pinpointing sections on the computer.

I still plan on posting something daily while I go back to work on my book though forgive me if I miss a day here and there. The list of things I’m incharge of at our house has yet to shrink or shift to another’s shoulders (though I do enjoy it), and so certain things may drop every now and then.

Anyways to the point of my post!

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The picture above are the things I use most frequently when writing my book!

A dictionary and a thesaurus are a must. I use the dictionary to make sure I am using words correctly (I have an awful memory on occasion). The thesaurus helps me change up words if/when I feel I am using the same one too much.

The green book holds ideas for my manuscript, and I write other novel ideas I have in there. One project at a time or I get overwhelmed!

The fox pen adds things to the green book (I love foxes and wolves, stereotypically!), and makes me relax at the sight of it.

The most important component though is my USB drive on an Eevee lanyard (yes, love Pokemon, play Pokemon Go!). I back up EVERYTHING onto it. My character details, plot, and of course, the chapters written first.

I do have a corkboard that has printed copies for me to reference as I write, and I have to find a new spot for it since I have upgraded from my crappy ASUS laptop to an actual desktop. (Andrew knows some IT stuff, and so it is a beaut!)

I am looking forward to imploying all these tools again, and revisiting characters I have shelved for longer than liked.

Wish me luck!

 

An artist is a sort of emotional or spiritual historian. His role is to make you realize the doom and glory of knowing who are and what you are. ~ James Baldwin