It has been a while since I’ve blogged, and I don’t have any news yet. VCU finally started, and I have been working on top of that. I love my new classes since one of them is fiction writing. I’m enjoying it so far, and I will put up my favorite exercises in this post. I love writing them, and this is what I have so far.
. It wasn’t broken but she was determined to fix it. Her heart that was barely working is now alive again. She thought her ex had broken her heart to the point where it was destroyed, and unable to love. It’s not broken, and she knew how to fix it she had to trust the one she loved with her barely beating heart. Her ex did not destroy it like she thought, and she can fix it by filling with her true love instead of the pain her ex put in his wake. She thought she was destroyed by it, but she wasn’t. Broken is a better word since she lost something she thought she needed. She gained something better, and it may not be perfect but it is a start. Once she lost the guy that made her broken she found the one to fix it again.
I smell the scent of Fuji Apple and Vanilla Orchid, and memories whiz through my head. Memories of the summer, and the scent I began to wear around potential guys I’m interested in. I wished I worn it around you. I wear it to give my skin sparkle and it makes me smell good. It is the smell I wear to make myself feel good, and chasing guys like I used to before he fucked up my life. It reminds me of what I did with all of you talking me out of the deep end saving me from myself. Reminding me I’m young, and I can survive anything. It makes me remember the feel of your skin and your scent mingling with mine. The feel of your lips on me, and your touch. Smells during the summer where I went through the worst emotional pain of my life, but I gained something out of it. Freedom. The freedom to see other guys, and the freedom to find someone else. I’ll never forget the necklace you gave me, and I will wear it around my neck since it reminds me of the pain I went through to get over HIM. I’m healed because of all of you. I can now love because you crashed down my cage, and let my heart out. It feels good to love again. I’m not numb anymore, and I was before the summer. Not now. Reminders keep you moving and help you remember why you went through the pain in the first place. I would not have made it without all three of you.
Cinderella, I captured your prince and if you want him you will have to come to my castle to save him before I turn him into my love slave. I will give you the key to his cage and then you can have him but only if you defeat me. Ha Ha ha…love the evil queen.
That bitch had better wish she was dead, and I will make her pay. No one takes my man and gets away with it. I love him, and I want to spend the rest of my life with him she will pay. I suit up by wearing a black cat suit and head out to save my prince. The way to the castle was filled with vampires, and I staked every last one of them till I got to the castle to see the queen. I open the door and the evil queen sits there with my poor prince in a cage. She smiles evilly at me and all I can think of is die bitch die.
“Come to save your prince? I doubt you will succeed.”
“I will bitch come at me, and I will show you someone who has no issues with taking down a bitch for her true love.”
I rush at her and punch her in the face, and duck as she swings at me. I punch her in the stomach, and she falls down leaving me to grab a sword and chop her head off. She bursts into glitter and the key falls down on the floor. I grab it and go to his cage, and he looks at me with love in his eyes, “Thank you my sweet princess. I knew there was a reason why I loved you.”
I smile at him, “I knew there was a reason why I fell for you.” I kiss him and time stopped. My prince is safe and sound, and I can live happily ever after. The end.
Those stupid asshole pigs are trying to hide from me again, and they will not get away with it this time. I will end their lives, and make bacon out of them no matter what. I will get my revenge, and blow up their house. I’m the big bad wolf after all, and not to be taken lightly. I might just have to blow down their door with a shotgun. I might have to use TNT or a bomb maybe? I don’t know yet all I know is I blew down the house of the other two since they constructed their house using piece of shit materials. Its their own damn faults come on straw and wood easy. Its going to be the brick which is the hardest to blow down. Maybe but I wont go down the chimney that leaves it wide open for them to eat me, and I’m too smart for that. I am and it has happened to my uncle too, and not something I want to do. I go up to the stupid pigs house, and ask them, “Little pigs, little pigs let me in…You make good bacon for my family.”
One of them peer out the window, “Nope you don’t deserve to eat our tender flesh.”
Fuck it. I grab a grenade, and flick the handle then hurl it at their stupid house. Boom! Hey look no more pigs they are all blown up now. Yes! No more assholes tormenting me.
I’m waiting on the readers for The Killer Contract rewrite. I’m also trying to finish the first Scarlet book. It’s been slow since the break up and me working a lot threw my writing schedule off, and it made me depressed too. I’m going to get on a better schedule in the next few days since I still have to write the first three books. Sometimes life does get in the way. Emotional pain is not good for writing either, and I’ve been procrastinating way too long. Back to the craziness of VCU, working, and writing.
Until next time,