I am trying really hard to edit my story, it’s really great about a girl who can fall into people and go do what they do. One day she meets a really hot guy who is the boyfriend of the girl she is inside of. I really love this story, especially my two main characters, and I really want to make it just right for all the lovely people I hope will read it, but you are ruining it! I CAN’T SEE THROUGH MY HAIR ANYMORE.
When you rain, you make the air humid and it makes my hair frizz up into a curly ball of fluff and it’s making it impossible to edit.
So please rain, could you stop just for today?
Is anyone out there? I can't see.
You good people are all gathered here to read about some of my most favourite words. Why? because I said you have to!
“No.” This must be close to number one of all the words that I really, really love to use. It makes me feel so happy when I can wheel out. No, or any of its derivatives work equally well for me, don’t think so, not gona happen, keep dreaming moron.
“Bite” and “Me.” Yes two words I know, but really they are singularly awesome. Bite, someone is going to feed me, yay, I love to eat! And me, well that’s self explanatory, I like me. But these two useful words can also pair up and be used together to pretty much tell someone no! Goodness how good is that! “Bite me!”
“Facetious” It’s hard to spell, confusing to say and brings back fond memories of my Mum, hands on hips telling me to stop being so blimin facetious when I was 16.
Sometimes in life, less is more. And good people, this is one of those times.
Six word stories. I was reading about them a couple of nights ago and different combinations of six words have been plaguing me ever since. I seriously can not get them off my mind, so now all of you have to sit here and read them.
If I seem a bit weird thinking about stories that only have six words, Hemingway also liked them, Rachelle Gardner says so, “For Sale: baby shoes, never worn.” Is considered his best work.
Not to be out done by an extremely famous author, I thought I would have a crack at my own.
“Door knock. Breathe. Door Open. Butterflies.”
Please leave yours in the comments and I’ll check back on them and see what us cleaver people can do. But please keep it clean!!!
Now that it is written down and out in the open, I hope my brain will stop trying to figure out the best way to stick six words together.