Yeah, yeah I know. I abandoned you guys. But hey, I have an excuse!
No. No I don't. Other than I'm lazy, and was putting off writing all together. Which, in my book, is a completely valid excuse. And your arguments don't apply.
I SAID STOP ARGUING!
Alright, now that that's done, lets get on with our new post, okay children?
Okay I'm sorry for sounding condescending. I've been really tense lately with all my chores and responsibility, and my annoyance at interruptions from my writing, as well as my writing actually. I've decided to put my ms on the shelf for the time and work on my other one. So I'm working on the plot line and everything.
I never really thought writing was hard. I would always say, oh the words just come out. But now, starting to dive into the real world of writing, I'm getting cold feet. I'm even more harsh on my writing, and I tear myself down all the time. Writing can suck. It can be wonderful, exciting, empowering, but it can also be saddening, discouraging, and maddening. It's a hard art to master, and an even harder one to breakthrough. Art is just as bad, but at least you can become a famous artist after you die. When you write a book, if it gets past publishing, the chances of becoming famous after death is slim to none. More likely none.
But I don't want to discourage anyone. I love writing, and could never give it up. What can I say? I'm a masochist. Writers by definition are masochists.
-Jessie
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Thursday, August 12, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Daily Adventure: 3
8/2/2010 3:30 PM
"Laura! Laura! God damn it. Laura!" Michael cursed, tripping over another stick. It was cold, dark, and late to be wandering around the forest. But Laura was still missing. He raised his head again.
"Laura!" He fell silent. It was no use. His throat was raw from yelling and he still hadn't found her. He rubbed his arms feverishly, gazing at the tall oaks surrounding him. The smell of the forest usually calmed him down, but the forest fire had masked the sweet scent. Now the forest smelled like smoke and burnt trees.
Michael coughed roughly, wincing as his throat pained again. The smoke hadn't been good for it either. He felt a flash of anger hit him again. The fire had been Ryan fault after all! Why did Laura have to be the one missing after it was put out? And why did Ryan refuse to help?
Crack!
Michael's head shot up, and he crouched down near the base of a tree, slowing his breathing, listening intently. But the forest was quiet.
"Laura?" He whispered tentatively, coming out of his hiding space. No one was there. He sighed shaking his fear, preparing himself to continue searching.
"Help!" Suddenly a girl crashed into him, knocking him flat to the ground.
"I am so sorry!" Michael turned, seeing Laura's face.
"Laura? What are you doing here? What happened during the fire?" Laura's eyes looked glazed over, but she was smiling, with no burns noticeable. Michael was ecstatic. Laura was okay. Hugging her tightly, he laughed out loud, picking himself, and her, off the forest floor.
"You're alright! I was so worried!" He exclaimed, still holding her hand. Laura smiled too, but it seemed vacant, dazed.
"Yes. I am fine. Come with me!" She said suddenly, tugging him forward. Following blindly, a hint of doubt entered Michael's mind.
They ran through the forest, Laura leaping like a deer between the trees. many times Michael almost fell down, tripping and slipping on the sticks and leaves.
"Where are we going?" His heart started beating faster. She turned and shushed him, winking coyly. Michael was confused. The forest started to look more menacing as it became darker and darker. Shadows were elongated and noises started up again, as the night animals came out, confidant the fire was gone. They began leaping down a hill, Michael running faster than he ever had before, but unable to stop. He spotted a silver pool of water in the distance, and Laura was heading right for it.
"Laura, uh where are we going? We should get home, your parents are looking for you..." His voice trailed off. It was hard to talk and try to suck air into his lungs. But Laura ignored him, still barreling straight toward the water. Suddenly, Michael's instincts screamed at him to stop. He dug his heels in, wrenching Laura back. He turned her to face him and gasped.
It wasn't Laura's face. The thing had her red curly hair, but had huge eyes, with black cat pupils. The teeth were serrated, and pointed. It grinned at me, unblinking.
"Come one Michael. Let'sss go ssswimming." She hissed, her voice coming out liek a snake's.
"Laura? What did you do to Laura?" Michael asked. He was scared, but he felt his heart slow looking into the beast's eyes. Her image shifted, turning into Laura again. Laura frowned.
"What are you talking about? Let's go swimming Michael." His vision swam, his head felt fuzzy, like everything was muffled. He nodded slowly, stumbling after her as she pulled him along. Her face kept shifting, but Michael couldn't remember which was real. he followed her into the silver pool. It seemed thick, like syrup, but it was cool. Laura smiled, pulling him deeper into the pool, gesturing him towards her. Soon, they were approaching the middle of lake.
"Just a few more feet Michael. Then we can swim together." She whispered, pulling him under the water. Michael smiled sleepily, as the strange silver liquid crept up to his chest. It reached his neck. Michael frowned. Something was tickling the back of his mind, something that warned him Laura was dangerous.
"Let's swim Michael." Laura said more forcefully, gripping his arms tightly. Michael shook his head slowly. The silver water was starting to burn.
"I...don't want to...swim." He whispered pitifully. Laura smiled sadly at him.
"But, I thought you liked me." She whispered. She swam closer to him, and kissed him, drawing him closer to her. He gave up, kissing back, feeling himself fall. The burning sensation traveled up his leg, like acid. Suddenly he opened his eyes.
Laura was gone, replaced by a reptilian monster, completely naked, that was drawing him deeper into the burning silver. he let a shout, the water rushing into his mouth. It was bitter, heavy.
He flipped around, fighting the beast desperately to return to the surface. And then he saw Ryan, smiling down at him.
"Have fun Michael. It'll be a real shame when you and Laura go missing."
"Laura! Laura! God damn it. Laura!" Michael cursed, tripping over another stick. It was cold, dark, and late to be wandering around the forest. But Laura was still missing. He raised his head again.
"Laura!" He fell silent. It was no use. His throat was raw from yelling and he still hadn't found her. He rubbed his arms feverishly, gazing at the tall oaks surrounding him. The smell of the forest usually calmed him down, but the forest fire had masked the sweet scent. Now the forest smelled like smoke and burnt trees.
Michael coughed roughly, wincing as his throat pained again. The smoke hadn't been good for it either. He felt a flash of anger hit him again. The fire had been Ryan fault after all! Why did Laura have to be the one missing after it was put out? And why did Ryan refuse to help?
Crack!
Michael's head shot up, and he crouched down near the base of a tree, slowing his breathing, listening intently. But the forest was quiet.
"Laura?" He whispered tentatively, coming out of his hiding space. No one was there. He sighed shaking his fear, preparing himself to continue searching.
"Help!" Suddenly a girl crashed into him, knocking him flat to the ground.
"I am so sorry!" Michael turned, seeing Laura's face.
"Laura? What are you doing here? What happened during the fire?" Laura's eyes looked glazed over, but she was smiling, with no burns noticeable. Michael was ecstatic. Laura was okay. Hugging her tightly, he laughed out loud, picking himself, and her, off the forest floor.
"You're alright! I was so worried!" He exclaimed, still holding her hand. Laura smiled too, but it seemed vacant, dazed.
"Yes. I am fine. Come with me!" She said suddenly, tugging him forward. Following blindly, a hint of doubt entered Michael's mind.
They ran through the forest, Laura leaping like a deer between the trees. many times Michael almost fell down, tripping and slipping on the sticks and leaves.
"Where are we going?" His heart started beating faster. She turned and shushed him, winking coyly. Michael was confused. The forest started to look more menacing as it became darker and darker. Shadows were elongated and noises started up again, as the night animals came out, confidant the fire was gone. They began leaping down a hill, Michael running faster than he ever had before, but unable to stop. He spotted a silver pool of water in the distance, and Laura was heading right for it.
"Laura, uh where are we going? We should get home, your parents are looking for you..." His voice trailed off. It was hard to talk and try to suck air into his lungs. But Laura ignored him, still barreling straight toward the water. Suddenly, Michael's instincts screamed at him to stop. He dug his heels in, wrenching Laura back. He turned her to face him and gasped.
It wasn't Laura's face. The thing had her red curly hair, but had huge eyes, with black cat pupils. The teeth were serrated, and pointed. It grinned at me, unblinking.
"Come one Michael. Let'sss go ssswimming." She hissed, her voice coming out liek a snake's.
"Laura? What did you do to Laura?" Michael asked. He was scared, but he felt his heart slow looking into the beast's eyes. Her image shifted, turning into Laura again. Laura frowned.
"What are you talking about? Let's go swimming Michael." His vision swam, his head felt fuzzy, like everything was muffled. He nodded slowly, stumbling after her as she pulled him along. Her face kept shifting, but Michael couldn't remember which was real. he followed her into the silver pool. It seemed thick, like syrup, but it was cool. Laura smiled, pulling him deeper into the pool, gesturing him towards her. Soon, they were approaching the middle of lake.
"Just a few more feet Michael. Then we can swim together." She whispered, pulling him under the water. Michael smiled sleepily, as the strange silver liquid crept up to his chest. It reached his neck. Michael frowned. Something was tickling the back of his mind, something that warned him Laura was dangerous.
"Let's swim Michael." Laura said more forcefully, gripping his arms tightly. Michael shook his head slowly. The silver water was starting to burn.
"I...don't want to...swim." He whispered pitifully. Laura smiled sadly at him.
"But, I thought you liked me." She whispered. She swam closer to him, and kissed him, drawing him closer to her. He gave up, kissing back, feeling himself fall. The burning sensation traveled up his leg, like acid. Suddenly he opened his eyes.
Laura was gone, replaced by a reptilian monster, completely naked, that was drawing him deeper into the burning silver. he let a shout, the water rushing into his mouth. It was bitter, heavy.
He flipped around, fighting the beast desperately to return to the surface. And then he saw Ryan, smiling down at him.
"Have fun Michael. It'll be a real shame when you and Laura go missing."
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Daily Adventure: 2
8/1/2010 1:40 AM
"Sweetheart, go sit down in the corner and shut your mouth." Cara stuck her tongue out at Mike, who was still grinning cheekily at her.
"Well? Go on. The adults are trying to talk. Go on." Cara raised her eyebrow.
"Sweetheart? Oh. Okay. Man, you are going to have fun tonight. Alone!" She said tartly, moving away from his desk, and sitting down in one of the armchairs in front of him. She had been trying to file a report for an hour, but as usual, Mike wanted her to be the last one. Kimmy, Justin, Tyrone, and Maria had all submitted their paperwork. It was Billy that was taking the longest.
It wasn't his fault. Billy had the largest assignment that week; a murder in Greenwich. With almost no evidence.
Cara bit her lip. An assignment like that could make a detective's career. She had been the first to join Mike's agency, and still had been stuck on the easy assignments.
"Cara. Cara, Wake the hell up!" Cara started, looking up at Mike's grin. There were days she liked his smile, and others when it was incredibly annoying.
"Alright. How'd the case go?" Mike asked, sitting on the edge of the desk. Cara crossed her legs, folding down her skirt. She handed him the folder, regarding him coolly.
"You mean the case about the dog thief? Yeah, it wasn't that hard. The lady forgot to pick it up from the pound after returning from vacation. Did you know she suffers from short term memory loss?" It was dripping in sarcasm. Mike laughed, flipping through the folder, but barely looking at the pages. Cara finally reached the end of her patience.
"Mike! When am I going to get a real assignment? I was your first agent, the first one to join. And you give the biggest case to Billy? Who just started working here? And before that to Amy, who you ended up having to fire because she was stealing from our funds? Where's my case?" Cara knew she was shining. But dammit, she had a point! Mike lost his smile. He walked over and sat next her.
"You remember when i first started this business? It was the first year of college. Me, you and Jason together. It was brilliant, a lost and find service for the students. But then our professors starting asking for help, and then the police got wind of us. We became the best detectives around. And it was you, me and Jason. Well we lost Jason along the way. But Cara," He turned her face toward him, gazing at her seriously.
"I don't want to lose you too. I couldn't stand sending you out there, with all the criminals, knowing you weren't safe. We're still in college for Pete's sake! Sometimes I doubt we could do it together, like we're just kidding ourselves." Cara smiled sadly, hugging him.
"We can make it. But that doesn't change the fact that I can do it. I've been waiting my whole life for a big case! And keeping me away from it is only going to force me to leave!" She said. Mike smiled.
"Yeah I know. So I'm going to ask for a favor. A real favor, that you must promise me you'll comply with." Cara frowned, sensing a trap. She pulled away, staring at him suspiciously.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked, laughing. Cara shook her head, laughing as well.
"You're about to trick me, I know that!" Mike shrugged, nodding his head. He was too busy thinking about his roommate's party that night to be very subtle. Of course there was some bigger news that was worrying him more.
"Listen Cara, this is serious. I've been keeping tabs on Jason since he left." he started pacing around the room, Cara's eyes following him.
"You mean since the fight." Mike winced.
"Yes sweetheart, since the damn fight! Listen, you mind not reminded me of that stupid fight every time Jason's name comes up?" Cara shrugged, falling silent again.
"I've been keeping tabs. I want you to accompany me on this new case. It's big, I promise, but it's also kind of....troubling." Cara eyed him again.
"So that's you condition? That I have to follow you around like a puppy dog?" Her temper was starting to flare up again. She was not going to be babysat!
"Yes that's the condition! Sorry I fit's not good enough for you! Now can you shut up?" He yelled at her. Cara grinned. They loved annoying each other.
"Alright what's the case about?" She asked, looking back down at her notes.
"Jason's missing."
"Sweetheart, go sit down in the corner and shut your mouth." Cara stuck her tongue out at Mike, who was still grinning cheekily at her.
"Well? Go on. The adults are trying to talk. Go on." Cara raised her eyebrow.
"Sweetheart? Oh. Okay. Man, you are going to have fun tonight. Alone!" She said tartly, moving away from his desk, and sitting down in one of the armchairs in front of him. She had been trying to file a report for an hour, but as usual, Mike wanted her to be the last one. Kimmy, Justin, Tyrone, and Maria had all submitted their paperwork. It was Billy that was taking the longest.
It wasn't his fault. Billy had the largest assignment that week; a murder in Greenwich. With almost no evidence.
Cara bit her lip. An assignment like that could make a detective's career. She had been the first to join Mike's agency, and still had been stuck on the easy assignments.
"Cara. Cara, Wake the hell up!" Cara started, looking up at Mike's grin. There were days she liked his smile, and others when it was incredibly annoying.
"Alright. How'd the case go?" Mike asked, sitting on the edge of the desk. Cara crossed her legs, folding down her skirt. She handed him the folder, regarding him coolly.
"You mean the case about the dog thief? Yeah, it wasn't that hard. The lady forgot to pick it up from the pound after returning from vacation. Did you know she suffers from short term memory loss?" It was dripping in sarcasm. Mike laughed, flipping through the folder, but barely looking at the pages. Cara finally reached the end of her patience.
"Mike! When am I going to get a real assignment? I was your first agent, the first one to join. And you give the biggest case to Billy? Who just started working here? And before that to Amy, who you ended up having to fire because she was stealing from our funds? Where's my case?" Cara knew she was shining. But dammit, she had a point! Mike lost his smile. He walked over and sat next her.
"You remember when i first started this business? It was the first year of college. Me, you and Jason together. It was brilliant, a lost and find service for the students. But then our professors starting asking for help, and then the police got wind of us. We became the best detectives around. And it was you, me and Jason. Well we lost Jason along the way. But Cara," He turned her face toward him, gazing at her seriously.
"I don't want to lose you too. I couldn't stand sending you out there, with all the criminals, knowing you weren't safe. We're still in college for Pete's sake! Sometimes I doubt we could do it together, like we're just kidding ourselves." Cara smiled sadly, hugging him.
"We can make it. But that doesn't change the fact that I can do it. I've been waiting my whole life for a big case! And keeping me away from it is only going to force me to leave!" She said. Mike smiled.
"Yeah I know. So I'm going to ask for a favor. A real favor, that you must promise me you'll comply with." Cara frowned, sensing a trap. She pulled away, staring at him suspiciously.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked, laughing. Cara shook her head, laughing as well.
"You're about to trick me, I know that!" Mike shrugged, nodding his head. He was too busy thinking about his roommate's party that night to be very subtle. Of course there was some bigger news that was worrying him more.
"Listen Cara, this is serious. I've been keeping tabs on Jason since he left." he started pacing around the room, Cara's eyes following him.
"You mean since the fight." Mike winced.
"Yes sweetheart, since the damn fight! Listen, you mind not reminded me of that stupid fight every time Jason's name comes up?" Cara shrugged, falling silent again.
"I've been keeping tabs. I want you to accompany me on this new case. It's big, I promise, but it's also kind of....troubling." Cara eyed him again.
"So that's you condition? That I have to follow you around like a puppy dog?" Her temper was starting to flare up again. She was not going to be babysat!
"Yes that's the condition! Sorry I fit's not good enough for you! Now can you shut up?" He yelled at her. Cara grinned. They loved annoying each other.
"Alright what's the case about?" She asked, looking back down at her notes.
"Jason's missing."
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