Kelly, take all the time you want. Enjoy your tropical holiday. I'm sure what ever you come up with will be worth the wait.

This is all very good you guys. I'm feeling like Joe now, can't do this justice right now.

Mark, how are you trying to create it, do you go to the Homepage and select create a blog? That's how I did it when I created my Wellness-Serenity blog site. And it only lets you create one other so if you only have this site, you should be able to create it.

Reply #37 There was simply no escaping those student loans. Hahah, aint that the truth! Great build up, Mason, the suspense was...well, suspenseful!

Thank you

So here is my suggestion:

For the time being, we post our contributions on our own blogs (so we have access to them and can save them there), and then drop a link to our entry here, or in each challenge thread. 

Sound okay to everyone?

Reply #39 So here is my suggestion: For the time being, we post our contributions on our own blogs (so we have access to them and can save them there), and then drop a link to our entry here, or in each challenge thread. Sound okay to everyone?

Makes sense to me.

Serenity,

can't do this justice right now

As I said to Kelly, take your time. We look forward to seeing what you come up with when you do.

As for the blog group thing, I am doing it the right way but it is just not letting me set anything up. I am waiting for admin to get back to me but they're busy people and this is a minor problem, I guess.

For the interim, I like BlueDev's idea of posting a link here or on any new challenge thread. As Mason said, it makes sense to me. Thanks for the idea, Peter.

Here is my entry: WWW Link

Hey, guys...mind if I give this a shot? I threw together a little something...kinda came off the top of my head...but here ya go.

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Funny.



One tiny slipup, one outburst lands a guy on his ass like this. A dark, lone alleyway.



Dripping with slime, reeking of all the smells of the city. Rats chewing on God knows what. But hey, it was home, right?



Slouched against the wall, taking a swig of the only medicine he could scrape enough change together to buy. Cold, soulless eyes staring into the shadows. No tears came from them anymore. Alcohol must’ve dried them up.



He sighs. That was a mistake. Hacking, bent double, he almost wretches a lung. Wipes off the red residue that accompanies these little fits.



That’s more than usual, he thinks, and his head slumps down on his chest.



“Fuck it.” He mutters as darkness fills his mind.



A fanfare. He jumps up, head pounding.



“What the fuck is this?” he shouts. Stumbling out on the main street he sees the source. A parade.



A parade? You’ve got to be shitting me.

He yells obscenities, threats, promises and they all fall on deaf ears. Hangovers are a bitch. Shuffling over he strikes the nearest person.



His fist passes through the body, he loses his balance and his face greets the pavement.



Well, that’s new. He pulls himself back up, and retreats back to the only home he can remember.

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I'm a little rusty on short stories...I don't write many of them...but this is good practice.



~Zoo

Reply • Quote (Citizen)Zoologist03November 10, 2006 22:21:25Reply #43 Hey, guys...mind if I give this a shot? I threw together a little something...kinda came off the top of my head...but here ya go.

Nice Shaun, really good!

Zoo,

Well done. I really like it. It was like you captured someone else's stream of thought.

I'm a little rusty on short stories

Practice makes perfect, as they say. Good to have you on board.

Nice Shaun, really good!

Well done. I really like it.

Well, thank you very much.

~Zoo

As Good As Dead

Good work, Maso...kinda led to the creation of mine in a way.

That made me feel special...hell, whether it was good or bad...it made me feel special.

Heh, heh...nice, Inbloom.

Can't wait to see the rest of the submissions.

~Zoo

   I don't know what it has to do with Einstien's quote, but here it goes: Link





But on second thought, maybe it does...there's a little awe here about mysterious things! haha...

Zoo,

Good work

Thanks, glad you liked it and glad it helped inspire you. This is exactly what the Writers Club is all about.

Can't wait to see the rest of the submissions

Neither can I.

Shovel,

Yahoo, I'm on my way over...

This is my first attempt at doing anything like this, so please don't be to harsh on me with your criticism

Theme:

“The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed."
- Albert Einstein
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Life has been pretty dismal of late he was thinking as he sat in his darkened den. The tumbler of bourbon on ice, cold and sweaty in his palm was disappearing quickly.

He let his numbing mind wander to the stunningly exotic speaker he had absently listened to earlier in the day, as she lectured passionately on mathematics and symmetry in nature.

Taking a heavy drag off a skunky blunt, he entertained the visage of her lithe form stretched out as she depicted cartoons of flowers and butterflies accompanied by long strings of formulae on a blackboard in colored chalks.

Her filmy white blouse clung tightly against her well-formed bust, faintly transparent from the day’s sultry weather and her pin-striped slacks leaving little to the imagination as she stretched on tippy-toes wrapped in strappy sandals with short heels, to insert a notation she had left out of a chain in her math.

Feeling a stir in his lap, he briefly opened his eyes, making sure there were no lurkers encroaching on his fantasy. But seeing only thick blue curls of smoke filtering through moonbeams from an open window, he settled back to his erotic musings.

He could feel her spicy perfume; and felt another jump in his lap when he remember her pausing briefly from the attentive body of studants, glancing quickly in his direction with scintillating hazel eyes to flash him a brief, half smile, illuminating her natural beauty. Thoughts of calculus and cartoons had completely vanished.

Her scent was strong now and his stomach quivered. He felt a soft, supple hand tease at his lap from behind his easy chair, and warm succulent lips just below his ear whispering seductively; “I love you”.

Rising to embrace her petite form, he pressed his mouth over her pouty lips, and simply died in her arms for a long moment before his wife led him up the stairs.

A Mystery In The Dark