Archive for April, 2012

Tip-Toe Through The Moonlight

Posted in Just End It Monday on April 30, 2012 by stevenloweryauthor

Hi there, and welcome to Just End It Monday.  Every week I’m going to post the beginning of a story and it’s up to you to finish it in 200 words or less.  It’s a fun way to meet new authors and find out how many different endings one story can have.  I’m looking forward to reading Your Ending!  Feel free to Twist it up! 

“Loser!”  Julie slammed the door.

She made sure the rotten thing was locked and started walking.  Glancing over her shoulder she saw the hood of her car was still proped on the rod.

“Good enough!” She spewed, “If the cops come along that should be sufficient to let them know-I’m havin’ trouble!”

Three inch heels clicking on the asphalt she hurried along.  She’d left the flashlight on the passenger seat since the batteries had lasted only a few minutes.  Everything had been against her so far…Jeff had asked her to spend the night, but she’d told him no.  It had felt-wrong, though she’d stayed over before.

“This is wrong too!”  She worried as clouds hid the full moon for a moment.  Ankles wobbling, she paused and pulled off her shoes.  Barefoot, now she walked carefully.   

 Julie heard something moving…something close by in the woods.  It was still a mile to Jeff”s place.  She heard the rustling in the foilage again.  Heart pounding, Julie raised to the tips of her toes, trying to see over the brush…

After You…

Posted in Just End It Monday on April 16, 2012 by stevenloweryauthor

Hi there, and welcome to Just End It Monday.  Every week I’m going to post the beginning of a story and it’s up to you to finish it in 200 words or less!  It’s a fun way to meet new authors and find out how many different endings one story can have.  I’m looking forward to reading your endings!  Feel free to twist it up!

Jenna pressed her ear against the wood.

“Hear anything?” Kevin whispered.

“Shush!  I could if you’d be quiet.”  Jenna listened intently.  Hoping to hear the strange noise again…and praying not to at the same time.  Peeling paint and dirt assulted her cheek and ear lobe as her head slipped on the door.  Slipped!  She realized, annoyed.  More like shoved as her boyfriend Kevin’s hard noggin had pushed in above her.

“Aaaahhooooo!”

They recoiled!  Jenna’s upper cranium made solid contact with Kevin’s lower jaw.  He grabbed his face.  She grabbed his free hand.  Together they took a step backward in the moonlight.

“Man-I think it’s broken!”  He rubbed his bearded chin.

“Big Baby!  Come on…Somebody’s hurt in there, or something.”

“The place is sposed to be empty.”  He leaned far forward and stretched to reach the door knob.  Kevin touched it with just his index finger.  “Nobody’s lived here in…forever-right?”

“It sounded like someone does,” she whispered shrilly.  “Now, go!  Get in there.”

Kevin’s eyes caught pale light filtering through trees, “After You…”

Who Will Write…

Posted in Twisted Lyricals on April 1, 2012 by stevenloweryauthor

I stare at an empty screen

Cursor blinking in the dark

Rumbling growls echo within

I wait and wonder,  just listening…

 

At it again-those Twisted Muses

Gripping the other’s throat

Thier words garbled, in need of translation

Surging up, springing to Life…

 

Who could write amidst such Ruckus?

Pushing-Shoving…Screaming Dominance!

Who should write within this Caucus?

Who…will write?

Who Indeed….

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