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Friday, November 25, 2011

Updating

Sorry that I've been late on the posting! I skipped a week! I apologize most sincerely. Things have been hectic but I am determined to continue to update for you. And, guess what? I have a short bit of writing for you to enjoy.

On a side note, the editor in my head seems to think that thigns are going a bit slow. I am detemrined to make things far more interesting when I actually edit things. However, things are going to get really interesting here soon! I have characters nagging in my head, begging to be written, so there is a good chance that I'll update again.

But for now I hope you enjoy this little bit!

‘The weather is warmer today,’ I thought cheerfully, not bothering to button my coat as I exited my apartment for the day. There was no breeze and the snow was finally starting to abate. I hated winter and longed for spring to arrive. My hopes were always buoyed when the warm breath of change shook the frigid limbs of trees to life.


“Ah the breath of life!” Adam remarked cheerfully noting the same change in weather that I did. I rolled my eyes as he came closer to me.

“Indeed it is,” I tried to sound annoyed but the weather kept me cheerful. Adam didn’t seem to care how I responded.

He never did. He was annoyingly unflappable. It was absurd really.

“So what’s the plan for today m’dear?” He queried heading towards his car. He’d been waiting to give me a ride to school. I let out a quiet sigh.

“I really wish you wouldn’t be so stalkerish,” I replied in a calm voice, “You’ve been following me around for, what, three weeks now?”

Adam only smiled at me, “Actually it’s been a month.”

I suppressed the urge to groan and shook my head, “I don’t care how long it’s been, you aren’t leaving me alone. That’s a problem.”

“I thought we’d already discussed this…several times. I told you I’m not going anywhere. You might as well get used to it.”

I sighed in defeat. We’d had this argument at least three times a week. And yet Adam still stayed. He was determined to follow me around and keep me company, especially when I didn’t want it. Which was most days. He was always waiting in the mornings, his car keys in hand, ready to give me a ride to school. And then he followed me to my classes, and was waiting after each one. He even escorted me to work! He was like a faithful dog, waiting to please. It was a bit too much to handle.

Initially I only responded to him with biting remarks, but over the last few weeks, my fight had dwindled slightly. I began to actually converse with Adam and noticed that he wasn’t as bad as I originally surmised him to be. He had never given the impression that his intentions were anything other than what he stated them to be, which had been my initial suspicion. So far he’d proved himself a gentleman (other than with our initial meeting) and he had never gone back on his word.

But I’d never admit that to him. Nope. Never.

I did however have an idea of how to get Adam to ease up a little on the faithful friend routine.

“Adam,” I began slowly, walking past his car. He only sighed at my actions. I did this everyday. “I wanted to ask you something.”

“Oh?” He seemed genuinely surprised by my quiet request, “Ask away m’dear.”

“I-“ I took a deep breath, “You’ve been following me around rather determinedly and I was wondering if maybe you could ease up a bit.” I sighed, grabbing my hair, fiddling with the curly tendrils, “I know that you are not going to completely leave me alone, but some space would be nice.”

Adam chuckled lightly, “You’re finally giving up aren’t you?”

I bristled initially at his comment but then sighed in resignation, “I suppose so. You haven’t listened any time that I’ve requested your complete absence from my life, but maybe you’ll consider a compromise.”

“Oh but Jenna why would I want to spend less time with you? You’re exciting to be around.”

I rolled my eyes in annoyance, “Hardly. I’m about as interesting as a baseball bat. And you? You’re completely uprooting my stable foundations. I’ve come closer to losing my job in the last few weeks than the two and half years I’ve been working there thanks to you. On top of that, you were a complete self absorbed jerk who caused me a concussion. The least you could do is give me some space. I need a little bit of sanity you know.”

Adam chuckled. “Yes yes. I believe I’ve wronged you terribly. However, you don’t give yourself enough credit. I find you extremely interesting.” He waggled his eyebrows at me. I scowled.

“That’s not the point!” I fumed, “You’ve thrown everything upside down! Can you back off please?! I’m trying to reach a compromise here since you’re completely crazy and stubborn.”

I huffed at Adam’s unruffled appearance and crossed my arms. He sent me a grin and grabbed my elbow, “I’ll tell ya what, I’ll back off a little bit and give you your space.” I breathed a sigh of relief, “But,” Adam trailed off. I shot him a glare.

“But?”

“You can’t question my decisions about things alright?” He gave me a intense stare.

I gaped at him. Was he kidding?

“Is this a joke?” I asked. “Do you honestly think that I’m going to give up my ability to make decisions? Are you seriously that delusional?”

“I’m perfectly serious,” he replied. His face gave nothing away. His lips were drawn in a small line, his blond brows knit together in a calculating fashion. He wasn’t kidding.

“Oh no you don’t!’ I threw my hands up in defense, “I’m not going along with some psychotic game of ‘follow the leader’. Nope. Get yourself a new girl.”

Adam laughed lightly tugging on my elbow towards the car, “Sorry. I’m afraid you’re the only girl for me. “ He winked and I glared. “And, if you don’t like my deal, then I’m afraid that I won’t be able to go along with your wishes.”

I shot him a dirty look. “That’s not fair.”

“And who said life was fair Jenna?”

I groaned and pulled away from Adam and stepped away from the car. I didn’t want to get in that thing. I had to make a point.

“No thanks I think I’ll walk.” I started to trudge through the slush of the parking lot.

“Jenna, wait. You can’t walk by yourself.” Adam seemed genuinely adamant as he shuffled towards me. I sighed and slowed my pace to allow him to catch up.

“I can take care of myself. We’ve discussed this before. I’m capable of making decisions and you aren’t in a position to tell me what I can and cannot do. It’s not like we’re married.”

“Are you proposing m’dear?” Adam asked in a teasing tone.

“Hardly,” I replied drily.

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On another note, I have a piece of music that's influenced my writing. I know, I always post music. But, I tend to find that music really inspires me. I hope you enjoy it. And as always comments, questions, and critiques are more than welcome!
 

Monday, November 7, 2011

When I Think of Writing...

When I think of writing, I think of the many different methods that pertain to the process of writing. There are so many steps that you must follow; there are so many rules to must adhere to. But, the wonderful thing about writing is that no matter how many rules you know or how many times you go through a draft, there's always room for improvement. And, there's always a way to break the rules to allow your voice to shine through. So many writers struggle because they strive to adhere to all the rules. They want to be the perfect example of what a writer should be. But, that's not what true writing is. A writer knows that the process of creation isn't so clean cut. There are many muddy ditches you must wade through and so many bogs you must cross to get to the final destination of your work. And even then you are never really finished. As writers, we tend to be a bit compulsive and fanatical about our writing. We are our harshest critics. So, naturally, our writing will always remain a draft in our eyes. There will always be room to grow and improve.

Anyway! Enough about that little spiel! I have an update for you! It's still rather short because life is hectic beyond belief. But, it's available to be read and reread as many times a you'd like! Let me know what you think. Reviews, questions, criticism...all are welcome!

 My head was throbbing and my stomach lurched painfully. Ugh. Stupid stomach flu. I needed to get home.

Dragging myself sloppily to my feet, I trudged off campus and headed back towards my apartment to sleep off this wretched sickness. I just hoped I made it there before I tossed my cookies.

Within minutes I was home. I dropped my bag at the door and stumbled towards my bedroom in search of my pajamas. Slipping off my shoes and socks I changed as quickly as possible, my fingers shaking from over use.

Once I was dressed (or redressed in my pajamas) I climbed on my bed slowly and drifted to sleep.

I heard a distant creak coming from the living room. The noise was loud enough to rouse me from slumber. I listened for a moment and when I heard no more I snuggled back among the pillows to continue sleeping.

Creak...

I bolted upright, disoriented by the sudden movement but very much alert and awake. Something or someone was in my house! A shudder ran down my spine as my imagination tipped overboard. My heart started hammering in my chest.

I slowly rose from my bed, tiptoing towards the halway. Another creak resounded from the living room.

I peeked my head around the corner and noticed a tall dark shadow standing in the center of the room, it's head down.

Anger boiled inside of me. I was getting sick and tired of all the bully dodging in my life lately. I needed a break! I wasn't feeling well!

As quietly as I could I snatched the broom from the entryway of the kitchen and moved slowly towards the shadow, avoiding any spot that would make noise under my weight. The man--I could tell by his height--had his back turned towards me. Perfect.

Raising the broom behind me I brought it down with all the force I could muster...