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A Face in the Darkness

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Legs blocked the walkway of the bottom bleacher. The vacant dark corner across the gymnasium beckoned Allie to come hither and hide in the shadows it provided. No one knew her; she had remained as faceless now as she had on the first day at this school. Coming to this dance was a mistake. Who was she kidding that she would be able to fit in at this school?

No matter what alias she used something always happened to make life miserable for her no matter where they moved. Why couldn’t she be like the rest of them?

What would it be like to be just a human?

The empty corner was not empty after all. Golden yellow eyes of one of the boys from her science class met hers. Had he been waiting for her here all along?

His name – Luke, Larry, Lonny, she faked knowing him as awkward as being near him seemed to be, “Hiya, great dance.”

“Hi to you, it’s just a school dance like any other. You’re Allie, right?” He allowed her a bit of the corner with the shadow blocking the view of the dance floor. “Are you here alone?”

Allie looked beside her to see if anyone was standing next to her. Nope, no one there. “that is a pretty good guess.”

He shifted his weight off the wall. “I don’t normally like to dance, but I like this song. Would you like to dance?” His hand extended in the offer.

Refuse? Any other time Allie would refuse, but his smile enticed her. “This is awful for me to admit, I never caught your name.” Her fingers touched his in reluctant acceptance. “Is it Luke?”

His smile grew. “Yes, I’m Luke.”

The moment he put his hand on her waist and held her hand she knew more about him besides his name. He was just like her. The first one she had ever met. No longer did she feel so alone in a world of humans. Allie didn’t have to be faceless forever. Maybe now she would be able to leave her Aliases in the past.

Copyright © 2017 by Linda Nelson

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Look and See – The Muse Always Knows

“The doors are locked while the mind is set. I can’t change a thing now. It is what it will be no matter how hard I try.”
“You can’t be so sure. Things always change. I’ve seen it happen many times.”
“Well then give me an example. I’m locked out of my mind.”
“Open that window of your imagination. You know, the one that holds all the creatures, the worlds, the animals, and all that magic. Let it fly before your eyes and pretend nothing matters. Like when you were small.”
“Is that your example? Can’t you come up with something better?”
“I dare say, what more do you need than that open window of imagination. Let the wargs be droolers and the dragons breath fire. The witches need to do their dance about their little fire.


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“Ghosts fly through the night rattling window panes while the Demons stalk the dark shadows of the empty corners. Nothing can hide from them there.
“Let Kings rule and pirates bury their treasures. Wars rage over lost loves and revenge the deaths of family members.
“The worlds are made up of castles, deserts, and wild forests. Dragons fly across the skies followed by winged horses and griffons. Serpents swim about the sea with giant octopuses combing mermaids’ hair.
“Like I said, it was all there. You just need to open that eye, the one between the other two eyes. It is the one that sees it all. Use it. Look and see. It is all it needs to be. That open window is larger than a door. It is a portal and so much more.
“Worlds exist far away, in outer space across the way. Look and see all are there and you don’t need a doorway for them to be as they are. Let space ships fly through the stars and watch the planets from afar. Just know they are there when you look with your eye. You can see them just as they are.
“Little Lords play with stripped horses and bears dance in little girl dresses. Picnics are eaten on stripped blankets on grasses. Children fly kites on steep mowed hills. Little girls sing songs of twinkled stars and spoons while the kites fly up to the moon.
“So never say your door to your mind is locked. Just open that window and open your eye. See the world with purple oceans and pink skies showered in rainbows and buckets. It is all there right where you left it. Just open that eye and see the fairies spreading their dust. Imagination will take you far away and give you a smile no one takes away.”

Do Da Writing Sprint #amwriting #ROW80

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Puppy Power!

I remember Scrappy Do from Scooby Do. Scrappy was fearless and full of energy. That’s the way our pup Keelaa appears to be. She runs around like a miniature greyhound, doing figure eights around the older dog Julie.

Meanwhile, Julie barks encouragement, sound as though she is saying faster, faster, faster…

I’m not sure what she is in training for. Maybe counter-attacking the family cats who keep trying to terrorize her by pouncing on her from dark corners. I never realized, cats can be so mean when they want to be.

Me, I haven’t actually run sprints since High School. I’m not sure if I could either. The body doesn’t function the way it once did. I have toyed with the idea of taking up running, and think of it long enough to say, “I don’t know. Can I go that quarter mile?”

Then I’d have to take not just one dog, but both dogs, and the older dog would get to the quarter mile and require either a long rest or a car ride back home. I’m not carrying a 100 pound dog back home.

 

ROW80:

Sprints can be applied in different areas, like writing, which is what I did all week, except for Friday night and Saturday night.

My secret work in progress is coming along nicely. I have the first draft at 75% done.

It feels good to be able to write once again, after months and months of writers’ block.

I think I needed a different creative outlet to help me think and plot. So, I thought about else I’d been doing when I wrote Aaron & Keja and Witch Book. I’d been crocheting, or knitting, or one of the many craft projects I like working on.

My son has a requested that I make him an afghan. I was supposed to make this for him last winter, but never finished it in time. Since it is getting cold again, I’ve picked the project backup, and now I’m doing the finishing touches, as in the border.

Since I picked the project backup, I’ve seen an increase in my word count, of nearly 5k words for the week.

My hopes for the week are to at least match the word count for the entire week, and be done with the first draft by the end of the month.

How is your writing going?

Are you struggling? Have you considered changing just one thing you’ve been doing when you’re not writing?

I think being able to channel creativity in another form can help open up the channels that fuel our writing muse.

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