Posts by Lessa:
Snippet 003: Breathe
“I can’t breathe.â€
Yes, yes she could.
“I can’t! I know you think I can but I can’t and it HURTS!â€
She clearly could breathe – there was something powering all the yelling after all and we’d had this same phone call many times before. She’d call in a panic, I’d rush home, she’d be fine, and I’d lose out on a nights pay. I was lucky I still had a job by this point. The boss was quickly losing his patience and I knew that this was one cry for attention that I couldn’t fall victim too.
So I hung up on her.
That was my first mistake.
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Yeah, I don’t know either. *L*
Downsizing!
It’s all the rage, nowdays. Even for the pup. Remember her previous living arrangement box? Well, seems she decided it was too big. All that decorating was just taking TOO MUCH TIME. So she downsized. Now if only she had enough room to put a shirt on too… [OH NOZ! I know I’m no Annie […]
Snippet 002: the pickle jar.
Wake up Writing prompt: Your protagonist is at the grocery store buying basic food items. They pick up a jar of pickles by the lid, the lid comes off and the jar plus pickles end up on the floor. What happens next? ~~~~ She was mortified. It happened just like all the books said it […]
Snippet 001: Saboteur.
So, Adri. He’s been posting daily snippets of fiction, whatever strikes his fancy, just in an effort to make sure there are some words written for the day. Now you folks know I tend to have this TEENY TINY HARDLY THERE AT ALL competitive streak, and often say stupid things like I could totally do […]
GASP! What’s this?
Could it be? IT IS! There seems to be a stain marring the perfection of Our Brie’s Perfect Lawn. See? Can’t quite make it out? Look along the edges there, along the street where technically it’s not her lawn anyway, but Our Brie, she does love to encroach – even on the city. Here, I’ll […]
