Me, also. Brain is brewing something up now...
Angel: He is dead. Technically, he's undead. It's a zombie. Connor: What's a zombie? Angel: It's an undead thing. Connor: Like you? Angel: No, zombies are slow-moving, dimwitted things that crave human flesh. Connor: Like you. Angel: No! It's different. Trust me.
'Destiny'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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Amy - Nov 01, 2005 12:36:13 pm PST #4768 of 10001
Because books.
Amy - Nov 01, 2005 1:52:24 pm PST #4769 of 10001
Because books.
Tricks and/or Treats Drabble:
He wasn’t her favorite trick. Shit, none of them were that. Once, one of them had been kind, and bought her breakfast over on Eleventh, but that was a fluke. Never happened again.
This guy, though, was a regular. He deserved a few snaps just for the ready cash. But his needy, groping hands? Made her shudder, when he was gone and she was rearranging herself, wiping his smell off her skin. Difference was, much as she loathed the sight of him coming, she was grateful. She knew what to expect from him. And that was enough of a treat.
Beverly - Nov 01, 2005 2:14:43 pm PST #4770 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Oh Amy, what a gut punch. Powerful and visual and ouch.
SailAweigh - Nov 01, 2005 2:32:33 pm PST #4771 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
That's a trick and a treat in and of itself, Amy. Thanks for sharing it with us!
deborah grabien - Nov 01, 2005 2:43:04 pm PST #4772 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Jebus, Amy. Gut punch is right.
Amy - Nov 01, 2005 2:48:18 pm PST #4773 of 10001
Because books.
I have no idea where that came from today, but am very glad everybody enjoyed it.
Liese S. - Nov 01, 2005 5:21:45 pm PST #4774 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Whoa, Amy.
Astarte - Nov 01, 2005 6:36:56 pm PST #4775 of 10001
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
Powerful stuff there, Amy.
Ailleann - Nov 02, 2005 4:36:52 am PST #4776 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
A trick drabble (sort of)... this is from my NaNoWriMo story, though this will happen around Nov. 15th or so...
Miriam rushed into the room, slamming the door behind her. Breathing raggedly, it took her a moment to focus on the room. Hanging lamp, wobbly table, one rickety chair. Russell, smoking a long cigarette and grinning like a cat who had canary for the blue plate special.
“But… I thought… you were covering me! How did you get here before me?”
He reached out to crush his cigarette on the tabletop. Peeking from his sleeve, she saw the same mark as the demons, branded into the flesh inside his wrist. His laugh was liquid and black.
“Tricksy fellow, ain’t I?”
deborah grabien - Nov 02, 2005 9:14:26 am PST #4777 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Presto
Psst! You, on the other side of the Valley of Death! Over here!
Wanna see a trick?
Seriously, it's wicked cool. I need someone from the audience - yes, you, with the brown eyes.
waves handkerchief
What? Just what you always did: apologise, justify, keep your wedding ring on no matter what, tell me she's your wife, reconcile, leave her again, come back readdicted, lay your head in my lap and weep while I sweat the pain out of you.
Now, here's the neat part. Ready?
vanishes in puff of regret
I can become invisible. Amazing trick, huh?
Abracadabra, darling.