Finally!

Okay! I attempted to break some more ground on my new story idea, but it's a no-go. I'm tired of writing high school settings, but I don't have the experiene to write anything else. Ugh, frusrating. So anyway, The Great Funnel is still my favorite and I prefer to work on that at the moment. With that said, I'm sorry, but I'm going to post TGF since the new idea is crap so far. Here we go. Tell me what you think. I'm sorry it's short.

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When school let out, snow was falling through the air, obstructing my view of the world. The air was cold, but mostly dry and very still. I walked home as usual. It wasn’t that far, but it was still a good walk. But today Hannah was with me, so I wasn’t extremely bored. Not to mention, Nathan had tagged along.

“So, you wanna come over now and play Xbox? Since you missed it yesterday for whatever reason,” he said.

“I told you, there was an emergency,” I said.

“Oh, right. But there’s not one now, right? So let’s go.”

“I can’t…” my words trailed off as I heard the gunshot.

Everyone around me ducked, but I stood firm in my stance, suddenly braver than usual.

“Over there!” Hannah pointed northeast across the street.

There was a man standing over a little boy, who was crying, and a woman, who looked to be in her early twenties. The woman wasn’t moving.

“Hannah, can you do something?” I asked.

But then the man fired another shot and the boy quit crying.

“Shit!” Hannah said.

Everyone around us began to run in circles, not sure where to go. Panic rose in the street with each passing second as people identified what was happening. Once they saw the gunman standing over the two bodies, they rushed to flee the scene, even if it meant trampling little kids underfoot.

“Ah man,” I said as a bad feeling sprang up in my throat. I couldn’t shake the thought that I would see the woman and little boy later that day. I turned around to tell Nathan I had to go home, but he wasn’t there. “Where did he go?”

Hannah looked around us and then began jumping up and down to see above the crowd of running people. “There he is!” She pointed down the sidewalk to our right. “He’s running with his tail between his legs.” She laughed.

“Hannah, just because you’re dead doesn’t mean everyone else is invincible as well.” She looked at me with anger in her eyes. “I’m sorry. Let’s just go home.”

“Hold on, maybe I can make sure the cops catch the gunman.”

I heard sirens in the distance and I turned to look for the gunman, but he was gone.

“Shit!” Hannah said again. “Where did he go?”

“I don’t know, but let’s leave. I don’t want to be around when the cops show up."
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“I know that they’ll be here,” I said as I slowly opened the door to my house.

“Want me to check it out?” Hannah asked.

“We can do it together. I think they’re harmless, they just need some help.”

The door creaked as I shut it behind me, making the hair on the back of my neck stand straight up. I couldn’t help but freak myself out with wild thoughts of dead people waiting for me in my room.

As Hannah and I both climbed the stairs to the second story, I heard faint sobbing coming from my room. The sobbing wasn’t sad or hysterical, but completely frightening; only something a horror movie would possess. I no longer wanted to meet the dead woman and boy.

“Hello?” I whispered almost inaudibly before I pushed my door open.

Hannah flicked on the light with such Zen that I thought she should be me and I should be her. She was definitely way more cut out for being the one dead people talked to. I couldn’t help but wince involuntarily before properly looking into my room.

“Dude, that crying is horrendous! You’re dead, okay? Deal,” Hannah huffed, clearly annoyed.

The little boy sat in the middle of my room on the floor and wailed as the woman knelt beside him and patted his back in a consoling manner. Her gaze slowly turned to meet Hannah’s as a silent scowl swept through the air.

Now I was really frightened.

Hannah scoffed at the gaze she received and crossed her arms hard in front of her, shielding herself from the dead woman’s glare.

I smiled slightly and nervously, trying to figure out the best way to ask what the hell they were doing in my room.

“Uh, so, hi, um … can I help you … or something?” I stammered.

“We might be able to help you if you get him to shut up,” Hannah said impatiently with a roll of her eyes.

“He’s frightened,” the woman said quietly while continuing to console the boy.

In Latin

Second iPhone post.

Well, I didn't get a date but I'm going anyway because it's my friend's birthday. It would be awesome if the guy I asked would have said yes, but of course he has to work early tomorrow morning and doesn't want to stay out late. Not that I asked him too, even though he always asks me too. Who knows, maybe he's finally figuring out the adult lifestyle. Maybe that's what I get for trying to date a guy two years younger than me. Too bad.

So the votes are in and I'll be posting some of the new story, which lacks a name. I have actually written some today already during classes to keep from falling asleep. So, get ready! I think I'll be posting it later; therefore, updating this post. We'll see when I get home...

iPhone Post

Hey guys. This is officially my first iPhone post. Exciting, yes? YES!
Okay so a quick update because I should be asleep since I never get to sleep in anymore. Okay so, moving on now. Not a lot has been going on. Work is a lot smoother ever since my boss hired an office manager to replace the one who left to have a baby. And also now that one of the other doctors is filling in temporarily to get everything in order. It's really great, I think.

So "big" party this weekend. It's my friend's 21st birthday so it should be interesting. I asked a friend of mine if he wanted to go with me, so cross your fingers that I'll have a date, lol.

Other than that, I worked a tad on The Great Funnel on Sunday. I didn't get very far because I had an inspiration for another idea, which i tried to start but then made myself confused haha. I can be retarded, yes, it's true. So the idea I had is to write the MC's conscience as an acutal character, but to where the MC is the only one who can see Conscience. I'm not real sure on the names yet for the MC and Conscience. I'd like them to mean what their characters are supposed to mean, but I'm not sure. Any ideas? You guys are awesome.

I'm hoping to have more free time this weekend and if so, I'll post a new excerpt. Any requests? Tell me which story you'd like to hear from and I'll work on that one. The choices are: Beautiful Disruption book 2, The Great Funnel, or the new one I just described that is lacking a name. You tell me, the votes are on!

Bye for now. Everyone smile big and make a new friend this week!

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I hate not being able to update my blog every day as I used to. It makes me sad not to be able to keep up with it, especially since writing in this blog helps me to relax. Oh how I have not relaxed since school started this semester.

I hope you guys have been well.

I Really Should Be Doing HW ... Shhh ... Don't Tell

I know I have been away for so long and it's so sad to think about all the ideas that have left my brain because of how busy my life has become. It's not a bad busy, no, but a filling busy. School is going as well as can be expected with a 30 hour a week job and an author's intuition to sit down and write when I feel the pull towards the pencil and paper, which hasn't been lately because I've been so busy! Ah, talk about a change of priorities. One week I am finishing a novel and the next I am working as a mad woman trying to feed 54 children. Don't worry about the starving children though, it's only tuition for me. Although, they do demand much of the same attention.

At the moment I am thoroughly enjoying my Computers & Writing class. We are designing our own web pages and I am making mine to showcase my books/novels. It's pretty cool so far. I'm pretty much finished with it, I just have to get a few more of my questions answered and then it will be time to abandon it on the web (because nothing is ever truly finished).

ATTENTION FELLOW WRITERS
You must check out StorySpace. It is by far my favorite find of my entire life, I'm pretty sure. This is art in the form of interactive fiction. Holy crap.

Wanting to Sleep

Okay, nothing super new. I totally failed to start the Makeover challenge because I couldn't get the recipes for the food. I did, however, cut out all man-made sugars, switch to grass-fed beef, and started burst training. Let me tell you, that burst training really works, seeing as how I was sore the next two days. Anyway, I'm blogging from my 8am class and I need to do my web page, so it's goodbye for me. And that was really lame...

Happy Birthday (yesterday), Rochelle!