Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Can I quote you on that?

Since this is new for me, I am going to introduce myself.  I write children's stories that I ummm, have not yet published.  I also write for my own personal blog and I started making my own quote photos to use for my blog's Facebook page in order to inspire those around me.  I want you to look at the quotes I post and write a story that might have inspired the quote, or use it to make the type of character that evokes those feelings when you read it.  Be inspired:


  1. It was your typical foggy night. Standing outside the pub in Whitechapel, I decided to have my friend walk me home. We talked about typical things like the weather and the latest news. We both worked late shifts and were tired. As we walked, the hairs on the back of my neck started to stand on end. I couldn’t say what was causing it, just a sense something was off. My friend started talking about the latest girl who was found murdered nearby and what a shame it was that the girl would not see her lover again. Perhaps that’s what did it…the mention of a lover. I knew first hand who the girl was because she kept a room next to me. I glanced around casually, and noticed that the streets were deserted. The time was pretty late or early in the morning depending on your view. I looked at the dirty cobbled streets and made a quick decision. I pretended a rock was in my shoe and told my friend to stop a minute. Carefully taking my shoes off, I threw one at him and asked him to have a look for the rock. While he was busy catching the shoe, I made a break for it. I knew how far it was to find the nearest “Bobbie” and I also knew who the girls’ lover was. I would not be next Jack. Not this time.

  2. Welcome Aimee. Nicely done and loving your site and concept.

    1. Thank you! I didn't realize that I wasn't alerted to comments:) Ha.


    “We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion.
    The great task in life is to find reality.”
    ~ Iris Murdoch

    The pain had returned. Marcus Willoughby knew it would be a matter of time before it came back. It always came back. His physician would chide Marcus, “It’s all in your head”. It appears there was more of hypochondria to Willoughby’s claim than hype.

    But the only thought that remained in his head was how to make Dr. Weston understand what he was experiencing. The x-rays and scans provided no clear picture. Probes and biopsies offered no clue to his problems. All Marcus knew was that something was not right.

    “On my lower back”, Marcus winced as he rubbed a palm over the raised bump near his spine. “Right here!’ , directing the doctor’s hand.

    “Nothing!” Dr. Weston intoned.

    “You don’t feel that?” Marcus asked incredulously.

    “Marcus, there is nothing there. There is no knot, no nodule, and no raised growth of anything there!” Weston repeated losing his patience with his patient.

    “But it hurts, Doc! My God, it hurts!”

    “Marcus, I really think you should see someone.” Weston offered.

    “A second opinion?” Marcus asked.

    “Well in a way, yes!” Dr. Weston sighed in relief. “A ‘second’ opinion! Maybe they can make you understand that there’s no…”

    Dr. Weston had been holding up the last x-ray of Marcus’ lumbar region.

    “What the… these were clear ten minutes ago!’ the physician opined. “Look, here, here and… here!’

    Marcus squinted at the image in the glare of the flickering fluorescent lights in the doctor’s examining room. He saw three darkened areas on the films of his lower back.

    “That isn’t possible!” Weston said staunchly.

    Marcus lifted the back of his shirt. Beneath his hand was a hideous mound of flesh protruding from the small of his back. The doctor stared at the anomaly.

    “Weston, I really think you should see someone.” Willoughby offered.

    The perception that nothing was wrong was far from reality. And he knew the thoughts that reside “all in your head” would be validated sooner or later.