With both hands on the steering wheel, Chad’s girlfriend smiled at him over her shoulder as he pulled his luggage out of the back of her convertible. “See you at seven, babe!” She waved as she drove off. Chad watched her with a big smile on his face. He took the elevator up to … Continue reading 7 something chapter: Moving Day.
Vanessa looked at herself in the hairdresser’s mirror, watching a pile of foils accumulate on her head. Earlier that day, she had decided to fix the problem. Remembering how once upon a time she had inadvertently caused a few people, i.e., her boyfriend and a couple of random losers, some problems by doing a little … Continue reading Chapter 6 of Something: hair today, gone tomorrow.
“Doo doo doo….” Natalie hummed as she put her face up to the bathroom mirror and dragged black eyeshadow across her lid. “Doo….Doo—” she rubbed it underneath her bottom lashes—“Duh duh duh” went the last coating of shadow before it was time for liner and four or five coats of mascara. Why try and hide … Continue reading Ch 5 something: Natalie’s plan
By noon, Chad was fully refreshed and ready to call the landlord's number on the slip he tore from the ad at the pool hall the night before. Wearing only his boxers, he lay on his couch with his feet up on the back and dialed the phone. When the phone was finally picked up, … Continue reading Ch 4 of something: Chad gets his own bachelor pad
(This has nothing to do with SepSceneWriMo) People love to brag about their "shower thoughts" to the world, which to me seem to be random, pedestrian thoughts mistakenly perceived to be profound by the thinker. Sort of analogous to singing in the shower. Anyways, in my case when I'm in the shower, I get memory … Continue reading A shower memory.
Leaves scuttled across the empty street as Mikhail walked along the side with his head down and collar of his threadbare jacket turned up. Evening's arrival was early. He went to a bar where they didn’t know him too well and sat in the corner with his face on the sticky table, ignoring his drink. … Continue reading something ch 3 something: A day late and a dollar short, oh whatever.
Vanessa moved the phone to her other ear and rolled over on her bed. “Brad! Please!” she giggled. “You can’t say stuff like that! At least not over the phone.” She was too busy giggling to notice her door open before her sister, Tiffany, marched over and yanked the phone out of her hand. “Hi … Continue reading Something something chapter 2: The Closet
The hotly anticipated sequel to last summer's blockbuster hit, "High School Ritual," has finally arrived! Listen, I'm the doing the best I can here, and if that means recycling material and posting without a title, Oh well! I had a bad day at work, not the least because I didn't know the P.A. overhead of … Continue reading Ch 1. Something something
And a few random craps™. September brings what every person on the Internet waits for, the global event called "SepSceneWriMo." I am apologizing in advance because I'll be posting pretty much every day, at least if I can get my act together. Further apology is that I have nothing original to offer and it's going … Continue reading Apologies in advance.