Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Writing Excerpts.

I figured since you clicked her you want an example of my writing. Ok. Ok. Enough teasing. Here it is.
Now, Hands off, Please DO NOT plagarize me. Or I will hunt you down and hurt you! ;) OK?

"It was a dark and sultry night. Rebecca's pajama's were sticking to her like glue. The air conditioning had just quit and it was in the middle of July. Rebecca had the fan turned on towards her and sat there in front of it, with her hair blowing every which way. She was waiting for her husband to come home off of late shift. Rebecca turned on the radio to see if there was any good music on at this hour.
"Darn this thing! It never gets any reception!" she said as she threw the radio against the wall.
Rebecca sat and waited in silence until she heard a car pull up. She peeked passed the curtains at the window to see if it was Mike getting in. Rebecca did not recognize the black stretch limo that pulled in her driveway at 1 AM in the morning. She watched the short man in the tuxedo get out of the limo. Rebecca watched the short man check his front pocket and the walk to her front door. Her heart pumped wildly with nervousness and fear. Who was this strange mysterious short man showing up at her door at one in the morning? And what did he have in his pocket?"

This might be the beginnings of something great or it might just be some cheese you can slice up with your crackers. You be the judge. This was written totally spontaneously at the spur of the moment. ;)

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