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A Drabble fever - share yours.
I have considered trying to write, something, before. Short_stories, a book I don't know. Not sure if I have the "stuff" I keep delaying the attempt. (Along with busy lifestyle putting it off)I had never heard of Drabbles before reading this blog but since I decided to try my hand. Real feedback is appreciated don't be kind to spare feelings. I believe you canMt grow in areas that you are unaware you lack in... so here goes:
Faraway Family
When she moved awayshe wondered...how long before she would see them again? She longed for family deeply, but over time it became a dull permanent ache, implanted in her heart.
She was thinking about him again, so often recently. He was here. How? NO. She knew how. Memories flooded her eyes, near-blinding tears that escaped down her cheeks. They walked toward each other, smiling, in silence. Finally, close enough, he simply wrapped her in his arms and whispered in her ear, "Goodbye."
She awoke suddenly, knowing the phone would ring momentarily. News of her grandfather's passing....
Thanks Frenchie. It was the first thing that came to mind I just wrote it after I skimmed this post. I'll have to check into some the details etc.. but entering the short story competition sounds interesting. Like I don't have a blog or website (don't know how to do that so much) so I don't know if you HAVE to have one to post with story. I also like to be familiar with anything I'm getting into involving rights or contracts etc... as of now I am short on time for that.
The latest drabble in the Murder Drabbles series has been posted in the Indie Book Bargains newsletter (you can sign up for the newsletter on their website: www.indie-book-bargains.co.uk).If you haven't read the rest of the Murder Drabbles series then you can do so here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/m...
Questions
The police were full of questions, no great surprise there I guess, it is what they do after all. I wasn’t prepared for them though.
Where was I on the night in question? That was the big one, I hedged my bets saying I wasn’t sure. I needed to know what they knew before I committed to a response. Not my smartest play, that only made them suspicious.
It might have been better to say nothing at all, but it’s too late for that now. The one in plain clothes frowns and tells me that I must come with them.
I like Beauty and the Beast, and think I'd be running away too if he started going on about his golden hair.
Frenchie wrote: "Thank you. I am glad you like it. :-)"If you run out of drabble ideas you could do one based on the group. Just an idea.
Another good one.My golden hair these days is out of a bottle :-))
Frenchie wrote: "Dark thoughts collection - ParanoiaThey are all around me. I hear them whisper, pointing at me. They never stop. They watch my every move. They invade my sleep, I have no peace. I don't go out an..."
I do indeed and I like the twist on The Stalker.
Again....I sit. I yawn. I’m not that bored. Cold. Why does the cold make me tired? Shivering should solve the problem. Notes. Focus on taking notes. Hungry. I should have eaten. Ooh, what will I make for dinner? Dishes… I don’t think they’re done. Damn. Something simple or clean them twice? MILK! I have to go to the store. Pack I have to get the boys bag ready. Ugh, laundry tonight. Hmm, no clothes on the sculptures….Damn, I got distracted again. Notes, take notes. Pay attention. I sit. I yawn. I’m really not bored. Cold! Why does the cold make…
I was bored and talking to my friends about dead people. So this came to mind.Untitled
People make such a big deal out of death. Truthfully, I couldn't care less. I've read all the books - The Five People You Meet in Heaven, Tuesdays With Morrie... my God, they bore me.
I've heard people talk about how they've tried to write about death, about people dying. I've attempted it. It's something very hard to deal with. You never know what it'll be like. It's a 'horror' that's always looming, but do you ever accept it? I've come across some people can that almost describe it correctly - almost.
How do I know? Well, I'm already dead.
Wow, that one is quite bleak - I approve :-)
Awesome!!!Now I'm thinking about Dante falling back into Hell and looking up at Beatrice and saying something like "HELP ME YOU SNIPE!" and she looks down and says something like "I'm married." Poor Dante.
Frenchie wrote: "Emma wrote: "Awesome!!!Now I'm thinking about Dante falling back into Hell and looking up at Beatrice and saying something like "HELP ME YOU SNIPE!" and she looks down and says something like "I'm..."
"Tortured love"... I was watching a video about this:
There's a ballet called Giselle and it's about this girl who has a heart condition and she falls in love with this guy (a prince in disguise) but he gets married and she finds out that he's a prince, and she slowly goes mad, and dies after she dances too hard and has a heart attack.
Thanks Fenchie. No I don't know how to do any of that yet. I haven't much time to play around with the site or anything really. The only internet I have at home is my phone so mostly I stick to games or the quick info look-up. otherwise I get frustrated with pages not loading and the such. The bit of time i get at school i bounce between homework and distracting myself from frustrations lol. I will have to look into it more later. Maybe this summer i will be able to work some things out and get internet at home.
VisitorsThey come into the classroom, silently. While they survey quickly, they chat among themselves in a foreign tongue that nobody else can understand. They sit down, silent again.
One sits buy a girl in the back row. She's young, and looks intelligent to the foreigners. Two or three of them surround her and watch her as she takes notes.
The teacher continues lecturing, ignoring the outsiders. She acknowledges their presence, but nothing more.
The girl is nervous. She feels that she is being watched - she is right, after all: the strangers watch her every move. Does she dare look?
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This actually happened to me today. Teachers from China have been visiting my school district, they've been in my Social Studies class for the past few days. Today, I told one of them that I was going to China over the summer, and they all surrounded me and watched me like I was some type of god or queen. I felt really bad because my handwriting was messy today.
That ballet is called Giselle. And I don't think they had such self-help books in the 1830s... and she might've died from a heart attack at that moment anyway.
A Rare Thing - or Beauty and HonestyI look up at the prince, who is standing above me.
"I love you, Lilla!" He exclaims, "Why do you not love me?"
"Because I love Lubino!"
"So? Why can't you love two people?"
Although he does have a point, I know that I could never betray Lubino like that. I love him too much. And I've been through too much to try to find him again.
"My Lord, I cannot."
"Cannot what?"
"Love you. I must find my fiancee."
I stand up. He stares at me in confusion, like I am a madwoman.
"Sorry."
I run out the door.
Frenchie wrote: "Emma wrote: "A Rare Thing - or Beauty and HonestyI look up at the prince, who is standing above me.
"I love you, Lilla!" He exclaims, "Why do you not love me?"
"Because I love Lubino!"
"So? Why..."
It's an opera
It's never performed though. I know someone in the Metropolitan Opera Orchestra and I asked him to relay the message of "please do a production of this" but I doubt they will. I'm translating it :D up to scene 15
We need to know more about this woman, there is a longer story here I feel.
The Dark Thoughts Collection should be a novel Frenchie... :-)
You could just publish it in a book format.
Frenchie wrote: "S wrote: "The Dark Thoughts Collection should be a novel Frenchie... :-)"100 words is plenty for me. I am more of a poet than a story teller.."
But there are so many ways to put into a book without directly linking it into one continuous story. I just finished one that was more like journal entries from multiple people that told different views of the story.
Frenchie wrote: "S wrote: " Frenchie wrote: "S wrote: "The Dark Thoughts Collection should be a novel Frenchie... :-)"100 words is plenty for me. I am more of a poet than a story teller.."
But there are so many..."
I think it is wonderful... I wasn't trying to push though. The thing is even if it doesnt get published (which i doubt will be the case) you still will be able to say that you have written a book. Most people can't (including myself) and it will be something that can be passed down through your family. Who knows what may come with it down the road. You can call on me for help and if i am at all available, i will be more than happy to provide any assistance I can (though limited it may be). Sometimes (in my experience) the only way to connect the dots isn't by visualizing but by starting at one and just heading toward the other.... next thing you know they have established a connection. Just a thought.
Your drabbles are good Frenchie, just wait until you have enough written, and then put them in a collection. If you don't want to do a huge book, just do a small one with 50 or so, and see how it goes. Some of us might even buy it :-))
Snow
The anticipation was killing us.
It had been steadily falling from the sky since before school started. It was even heavier since third period. Fourth period, we were sure they'd let us out early. Fifth period, it was all the chatter in the cafeteria. That's when the announcement came.
As soon as the principal came on the loudspeaker, everyone's conversations stopped. Sudden silence, except for the principal's voice. He said that there was to be an early dismissal after the next period.
After the announcement was over, we all rejoiced.
The power of snow! What joy white precipitation can bring!
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It's supposed to snow tomorrow. I'm already excited for a potential early dismissal :)
I usually find the first draft is relatively easy to write, but then reducing it to 100 words can be tricky.
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My first Drabble.*CURIOUS JENNY"
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"Mummy,where did I come from"said Jenny skipping round her mothers legs.
"From the stork of course sweetie,I've told you before"
"BUT daddy said I came from your tummy,so is the stork in your tummy?"
"Erm,no dear"
"Sooooo.....where did the stork come from then?"said Jenny puzzled.
"The stork came from it's mummy's tummy"replied Jennys mum
"So was I in the storks tummy and you're not my mummy?"sobbed Jenny!!
Jenny's mum took a deep breath and thought how to get out of this one without making it worse!"
"GULP!"she thought.
"Ask your father Sweetie,he seems to know everything"
"Daaaadddddddd where did I.................
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I've only just woken and it took me less than 5 minutes,didn't even think about it.haha?I put it on our Facebook group too.
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Registered and added Drabble.It was just less than a 100 words so added a few before it would post. So it's fixed now.
Frenchie wrote: "Suze wrote: "Your drabbles are good Frenchie, just wait until you have enough written, and then put them in a collection. If you don't want to do a huge book, just do a small one with 50 or so, and..."That soundsd like myself as well... always able to give others the exact advice and encouragement they need for to improve about any situation they are it but then when it comes to myself always find I get "stuck". So maybe we are exactly what the other needs... =)
Just noting - I did get the snow day that I was anticipating... wonder how many drabbles I'll drabble today...
I'm writing a post for my blog... it'll come soon after...
It's not my best, but here it is.Whenever it snows, all these cars try to go up the hill near my house. And they always fail. It's sort of fun to watch, to see which ones get up the hill and which ones don't. And when they don't, it's fun to watch them spin their wheels aimlessly. So here it is:
Stuck
It seems as if they're all trying. Are they? If they were really trying, why would they just sit there, like they were abandoned? No, no, they are trying. Trying to get up the hill. Trying to get to the top, to get to their destination.
But they're failing.
The slick road, covered with snow and slush, is the barrier - the one thing holding them from their goal. But some can make it up. Others can't.
For those who cannot make it up, where will they go?
But how should I know what they'll do? I'm just a spectator.
Frenchie wrote: "Thank you ladies. Let's just hope it will never become a reality. Ismail is not well and the nurse is coming at 11."Can you keep us posted if possible please. More than a few of us worry about Ismail I think.
I hope he is ok Frenchie x
No school again. Yay/sigh.A Letter to the Met
Dear Metropolitan Opera:
I only have 100 words, so I'll come out with what I want to say right now. Please do a production of "Una Cosa Rara" for me because I'm 13 and I only have 4 years before I go to college and I really want to see it because I'm translating it. I talked to someone in the orchestra that I know and he said that the company only does popular stuff, but I really hope you do it because it's better than most other operas.
From Emma Iadanza.
P.S. Make sure Gerald Finley is in it.
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I was bored :) one day I'll write that letter for real.
I know. But that's what my conductor who plays in the orchestra said. I was at an opera, and he was there too, so I visited him and said, "Mr. Lionti, if you have any influence, do you think you can ask if they could do a production of Una Cosa Rara?" (He had never heard of it)And he said, "Well, they don't often do things that people won't come to see."
Hello, it's an opera house! It's a hard crowd to get already!!
I only know types of musicals (is that what you mean) and operas in Italian and French and German. To many people there's no difference between Opéra Comique and Opera Buffa but to me there's a big difference...
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A frog who lives in my back garden pond came out for a hop on the lawn, to take in some air, maybe lick an ant from the grass. Never saw the sign that said: Beware Of The Magpie. Not that there was one. The magpie swooped down and attacked him with its beak and claws. But the frog lept to one side and hopped back to the pond, to plunge safe into muddy reeds and water. The magpie looked flustered, having failed to capture the frog, but soon beat its wings, and fluttered away, far over the fence.