Friday, October 9, 2009

C6: Court

I couldn't believe it - the bluebells, the wine, the solicitation - Graham was courting me! Of course.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

B6: Boy

Her cheeks flushed and prickled. What was this, she wondered. He was just a boy.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

A6: Afterbirth

"He's a shit, darling, A wanker," Vic whispered in my ear. "He's bloody afterbirth is what he is."

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Z5: zig-zag

She's got a zig-zag scar just at her temple there, where a boy with a cricket stick accidentally clubbed her after crashing through our door.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Y5: Yankee

"You telling me you not a Yankee?" Reston asked, one eye tightening and his head rearing slightly back. I watched his face and waited for it to smile.

Friday, October 2, 2009

W5: There is no W5

Perhaps this was intentional somehow. Maybe I knew that as I snuck up on Z, I'd need a moment to pause and think about the next round of the alphabet.
Do I continue writing sentences that keep me loosely connected to my top 3 or 4 story ideas?
I've done random sentences, questions, and more specific sentences.
Am I gaining something by doing this? Is it actually keeping me connected, or just giving me an excuse?

Thursday, October 1, 2009

V5: Victim

I've never felt like anybody's victim before. I couldn't believe it was Reston who made me feel that way today.