On any given day I have an idea for a story or two crawling through my brain, flashing bits and pieces of it's plot onto my eyelids. I try to write them all down, to expand and make them into an actual full length story, but you know, I lose the note or I misfile it, blah blah blah. So I'm going to just write them on this old blog, and file them correctly! Ha! Try to escape me now!
They aren't all winners, so fair warning.
So here's the first of many story ideas I have:
Story 01
She unpacked the last box and slowly looked around. The place was starting to come together, even now. She thought it looked like her, her things quietly perched on shelves, adding soft colors to the otherwise white room. She didn't know what to do with herself now, so she paced the room aimlessly, letting her eyes wander.
The late afternoon sunlight bounced off the corner of a picture frame on her mantel. Too bad that fireplace didn't work, she thought. She brought her face up close to the photo inside the frame. It was taken at her sister's birthday party, outside on their old patio. Well, it was more of a courtyard, but that's not important.
As she looked at it, she noticed the background had an extra something in it. Why hadn't she seen that before? It looked like a kid, maybe? But whose kid was that? No, the head was shaped weird, it couldn't be...
She got her computer out and started researching the house:
-Old restored victorian,
-First family owned it in the '20s,
-Windows were restored using the original glass,
-Youngest daughter died in house due to illness...
What?
Soooo that is a kid then?
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