This is the first story I have written in over two years. I am having difficulty breaking it down into chapters so please be patient. I guess having a heart attack and cataracts has motivated me to write again. That and the fact that I am having difficulty shaving because the guy in the mirror keeps screaming about a monster and running away every morning. Thank you.

Michelle

It’s curtains for me
my little entry in the double dip contest. Its for the "performance" side, if you cant guess by the title ...

Sis, honest to God, I never planned on being a performer, much less the lead in a school musical.

I mean, you know I loved my drama classes, and was part of the drama club, but I always figured I’d be behind the scenes rather than on stage, unless it was as an extra.

I mean, it’s not like I look as handsome as the boy who played the male lead. (Geez, did I really just say that out loud?)

When his sister came home, they at dinner together.

“How was your day?” Emma asked.

“Fine”

“Did you do anything fun?” Andrew got scared. He had to fight his body to not tell his sister. For some reason he just wanted to tell her and put the clothing on right then. Instead he just said “no I just watched TV and played some games.”

“Alright”

Thorn's aunt rushes her nephew into Eerie for Dr. Upshaw's attention. The prognosis is a grim one, but the surgeon has a suggestion that only a man of Eerie, Arizona could possibly have made.

The following Saturday, Andrew had the house to himself, as both his parents were away at a conference for a week and his sister was staying at a friend’s house. He was just finishing lunch, and after cleaning up, he began to head back to his room to get back to work. As he walked down the hallway, he noticed that his sister’s door was open. As he passed, he saw something in the corner of his eye that grabbed his attention: her closet was open, revealing a lot of her clothing. Suddenly, that strange urge began to grow again, and Andrew walked into Emma’s room.

 

Gaby Book 17 - Seasons

“Sorry I was so long, I got lost,” I apologised when I returned to the trailer.

“The Many Faces Go To War: Chapter 10”
By = Fayanora

Chapter Ten: What A Pain

Notes: Sorry for the late update. Lots of things have been colluding against me. Summer heat, dangerous smoke in the air from the forest fires, pitiful amount of inspiration for this story, and the fact I've been working on some original fiction I hope to get published someday. But here we are!

Webster’s dictionary defines Speed as the fallowing: the rate of change of position along a straight line with respect to time over a set distance. In other words, the quicker you can get from one place to another. The question is what do you, do when your family has spent the last two generations in search of ways to accomplish this goal faster and faster. Would do you do when the family business is the search for more Speed. For Robert ‘Robby’ McGuire the answer is easy. You grab your sister and strap on a pair of Formula One racecars then go for broke.

Milsy begins the task of introducing Senidet to the palace and those who work in it. She meets guildsmen, obtains winter clothing and is taken to see the Great Clock, before a visit to the Salon brings unexpected news.

What Milsy Did

by Penny Lane

30 - Senidet Suggests

Meagan's Tail

A new Universe, a New story!

Tuesday, July 12 2016 6:50AM
Palos Verdes, California

Dear BigCloset readers of the "Gun Princess Royale" series.

I apologize for the lack of news and postings since we posted the last web chapter of Book Three's draft.
Back then, I had said the book would be out in June.
Well, it's now August and still no book.

There are a few reasons why.

Webster’s dictionary defines Speed as the fallowing: the rate of change of position along a straight line with respect to time over a set distance. In other words, the quicker you can get from one place to another. The question is what do you, do when your family has spent the last two generations in search of ways to accomplish this goal faster and faster. Would do you do when the family business is the search for more Speed. For Robert ‘Robby’ McGuire the answer is easy. You grab your sister and strap on a pair of Formula One racecars then go for broke.

I had hoped to post this chapter yesterday but my hip was hurting but the copy, paste, and adding lines between paragraphs takes concentration that when my hip hurts I don't have. These kidnappers have begun to realize in this chapter that they have a buzz saw on their hands. Thanks goes again to Ashleigh for her editing skills which helps me look better and hopefully a more enjoyable read.