A TRUE STORY
Do I dream of footsteps?
It is the unmistakeable sound of tin bending under the weight of a man.
Clunk.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Monday, May 31, 2010
2nd time in, and we're already running late
Yes, I know we're running late on new updates on the second round of stories. But since no one has found us yet, we're not really that worried about it.
Life gets in the way sometimes.
We'll get our stories up soon. Hopefully.
Life gets in the way sometimes.
We'll get our stories up soon. Hopefully.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Man On Roof
True story.
There is a point between sleeping and waking where, just for a moment you will accept whatever happens as being reality. It's the point where you cross from dream to real life, and you're not sure what has come with you for a ride...
That is why it took me a moment to react to the thumping from above my head. The first reaction from my mind was to incorporate it into the dream (the dream was about a giant leach that turned into a school bus, so it wasn't particularly difficult to add it into the dream, I think it was a percussion group that started up at the back of the bus), but the thumping was insistent and eventually my brain hauled itself out of Neutral and into First Gear. It sounds as if...
There is a point between sleeping and waking where, just for a moment you will accept whatever happens as being reality. It's the point where you cross from dream to real life, and you're not sure what has come with you for a ride...
That is why it took me a moment to react to the thumping from above my head. The first reaction from my mind was to incorporate it into the dream (the dream was about a giant leach that turned into a school bus, so it wasn't particularly difficult to add it into the dream, I think it was a percussion group that started up at the back of the bus), but the thumping was insistent and eventually my brain hauled itself out of Neutral and into First Gear. It sounds as if...
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Second Topic!
Zoo animals versus Zookeepers!
What could possibly go wrong?
We'll be back in two weeks so wait up and find out!
What could possibly go wrong?
We'll be back in two weeks so wait up and find out!
Story 1 - Boy vs Girl - Part III
Dr Wurztory levelled the barrel of his Manual Antimatter Neutraliser (MAN), pointing it directly at the ruby red breastplate of his arch enemy, Captain Nerissa Nebulae. Without flinching, he flicked the neutralise rating to Bio-Oxidizer mark-Lambda (BO-λ), thereby setting his weapon to kill. All it would take was the slightest movement from Nerissa, and he would end their lifelong feud in a fraction of a millisecond.
Story 1 - Boy vs Girl - Part II
He never wants to go out
She’s always rushing around
He doesn’t notice when the house needs cleaning
“Guess what?” doesn’t mean she wants him to guess
He never makes an effort
She takes too long in the bathroom
He empties the bin without replacing the bin liner
She leaves the tea towel scrunched up on the oven handle
He makes her go to the footy
She makes him brush his teeth
They love each other forever
She’s always rushing around
He doesn’t notice when the house needs cleaning
“Guess what?” doesn’t mean she wants him to guess
He never makes an effort
She takes too long in the bathroom
He empties the bin without replacing the bin liner
She leaves the tea towel scrunched up on the oven handle
He makes her go to the footy
She makes him brush his teeth
They love each other forever
Story 1 - Boy vs Girl - Part I
Anthony needed something really good. Something so brilliant that it would knock her socks off. He knew that her entry would be fantastic. It always was. But he wanted to win - just this once.
All he wanted was a better story. Was that really too much to ask?
There was a pen and a small pile of blank pieces of paper in front of him. The rubbish bin beside the desk was piled high with his previous atttempts, scrunched up and useless, wastes of time and paper.
He sighed and stared out the window at the busy road below his study, the lights flashing by in the rain. He'd been trying to find an idea that would match the story topic all week, but hadn't come up with anything that grabbed him, nothing that would just roll out of his brain and, singing, fall onto the page.
He picked up his pen and started yet again.
All he wanted was a better story. Was that really too much to ask?
There was a pen and a small pile of blank pieces of paper in front of him. The rubbish bin beside the desk was piled high with his previous atttempts, scrunched up and useless, wastes of time and paper.
He sighed and stared out the window at the busy road below his study, the lights flashing by in the rain. He'd been trying to find an idea that would match the story topic all week, but hadn't come up with anything that grabbed him, nothing that would just roll out of his brain and, singing, fall onto the page.
He picked up his pen and started yet again.
First Topic!
The first topic is Boy vs Girl.
It seems like a pretty simple one to start with. Surely everyone has a Boy vs Girl story in them?
It seems like a pretty simple one to start with. Surely everyone has a Boy vs Girl story in them?
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