Sunday, January 31, 2010

Sunday Funday

"Do you even want the money?" he asks, pushing the pile of bills at me.

I shake my head.

"And why not?" he asks.

Friday, January 29, 2010

Friday Funkday

One more noise and I swear I'd murder them all.

"Trying. To. Study!" I said again, looking around the table of misfits the librarian had stuck me with. There was only five minutes left before the Biology test, and I was wholly unprepared.

But when I looked back down at my paper, a triangle shaped note was on it. I furrowed my brow, and slowly unwrapped it, not sure how it'd gotten there.

The first line made my breath catch:

"If you're reading this, it's too late."

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Insufferable Pigg

"Me dear girl, you simply don't understand. I'm afraid you never will." With that, Mr. Pigg turned his wide back toward me and I . . .

Monday, January 25, 2010

Monday Muse

"Have I got a deal for you!"

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Sunday Funday

I scratch off the last number on the ticket.

Friday, January 22, 2010

Friday Funkday

She laid my last tarot card on the table. I smiled. It looked like a pretty good one. But when I glanced up to meet her cloudy blue eyes, she frowned.

"This is bad," she said, her accent gone. "Very bad."

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Glasses

Tim reached into the back of the cupboard for the green glasses.

"What the, huh?"

Monday, January 18, 2010

Monday Mise-En-Scene

“A safe but sometimes chilly way of recalling the past is to force open a crammed drawer. If you are searching for anything in particular you don't find it, but something falls out at the back that is often more interesting.”
–James Matthew Barrie (Scottish Dramatist and Novelist best known as the creator of Peter Pan, 1860-1937)

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Sunday Funday

"What's wrong with me?"

The psychiatrist peers at me over his steepled fingers.

"I have a diagnosis."

"And?"

"You're straight up crazy."

Friday, January 15, 2010

Friday Funkday

Walking through the snow, I looked ahead, down the whited-out street. It was empty, just like the street before. And the one before that. I trudged on, hoping for contact. For anyone.

"Stop right there!"

The voice startled me. And even though I'd been waiting for so long, I wasn't sure I could turn around.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Pickup

Rick Thorris revved his Harley. "Hey hotpants. Wanna take a spin?"

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Sunday Funday

I pull off the ribbon first, and then the wrapping.

"Do you like it?" she asks.

"No."

Friday, January 8, 2010

Friday Funkday

I let out a held breath. This was a it. True love. Well, except for the fact that he was a...

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Priorities

1. Revenge
2. Sleep
3. Shoveling snow

Monday, January 4, 2010

Monday Musings

"History will be kind to me for I intend to write it." ...Sir Winston Churchill

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Sunday

Oops! I guess I shouldn't have posted THAT on Facebook....