Thursday, December 31, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Epiphanies and Christmas Lists (Wow. I just failed miserably trying to type epiphany the first time. XD)
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I hesitated, chewing on my lip. Finally I said, “Maybe I should come then.”Sade was shaking his head before I had finished talking. “No. No, love. You don’t want to see that.” "You just said it wouldn’t be that bad.” “Compared to seeing someone get riddled with shrapnel, it isn't.” “Then maybe I should get used to it, if it’s worse on the lines.” He glared at me. “You’re not going to be on the lines.” “Yes, I will.”"No, you won't.”"Yes, I will!”He lit his cigarette, biting back a retort. “I’m not going to argue with you.”“You already are,” I muttered. “I-” He stopped, and blew out a stream of smoke. “I’m going to be late. Someone will come get you when it’s over, alright?” He started to walk away.I went after him. “I want to come.”He stopped, looking skyward, and turned back toward me. “Mina, please.” I had the faint sense that I was being ridiculous because I really did not want to go. But my going to Dez’s execution – I shivered just thinking the words – had somehow become tied to me going out to the lines with them. “I want to come,” I said again, “If Miko’s going, I should go too.”"Go inside.”"No.”"Please.”"I want to come.”"You don't.”"I do.”"You shouldn't.”"But I do!”"Why?”"Why not?”“Because I’m the one who has to shoot him!" "I – what?"He looked away. "I don’t want you seeing that.”I stood, unable to do anything but stare for a long moment. “Why you?” I asked finally."Because I'm the bleeding CO.”"Oh,” I said softly.He looked at the ground. “Please, Mina. Go inside.” And he turned and walked away.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Rachel was back, and she looked peeved. Presumably Samuel hadn’t been visible through any of the windows she could get at. But instead of giving up and heading back to the car, she was gearing up for round two, which seemed to involve climbing Samuel’s tree to scope out the upper story.As we watched, she leaped for one of the lower branches, caught hold, and started scrabbling up the trunk so she could hook her legs over the branch as well. A minute later, she was hidden from sight by the foliage. All we could see were shaking leaves as she clambered from one branch to the next. Finally, near the top where the leaves and branches thinned, we saw her. She hung onto the trunk and perched on a branch that was as good a vantage point as she was going to get.“Can she even see inside?” Jay asked.The answer, apparently, was no, because he had no sooner voiced the question than she started edging away from the trunk and towards the house. It was slow going, and a good thing she and I had not traded clothes again because scooting along a branch like that would likely have been very unpleasant in a skirt. As she made her way outwards, the branch started to droop under her weight, and wiggle, and wobble. When she had to lie down and cling with both her arms and legs I started to worry that the tree was better suited for kindling than climbing.“Does that look safe to you?” I asked.Before he could answer, there was a resounding snap and Rachel’s branch parted company with the rest of the tree.Rachel screamed, Jay and I launched ourselves out of the car, and when I tried to go bounding across the road, I discovered I had shut my skirt in the car door. And, better yet, the door was locked, the keys were still in the ignition, and Jay was already on Samuel’s front lawn and really too busy trying to prevent Rachel from breaking her neck to be bothered with something as trivial as detaching me from a car.Dangling from another lower, but thinner branch, Rachel got her senses back and started screaming, “Help! Help! Curse you, Isaac Newton! Why couldn’t we live on the moon? He-e-e-elp!”
Monday, September 14, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
“It’s so cold,” I said, in what I hoped was a pitiable tone. It was my and Layla’s favourite line, when we were vying for boys’ attention. It hadn’t failed yet. At the least they offered to walk us home. At best they put their arms around us.It didn’t work so well with Sade. “Put your coat back on then,” he said. “I’m already wearing my coat,” I replied, trying to find it in the dark and put it on without him hearing the rustle of fabric. “And I’m freezing.” I decided to be a little more direct. “I need something to warm me up.” I heard him move, and for a brief moment I thought my ingenious plan had worked, but then a blanket landed over my head. “You really should be careful what you say, Mina,” Sade said lightly, “Anyone else might have thought you were trying to flirt.” I was glad it was so dark inside, because I was sure my face turned bright red. I choked for a moment before managing to say, “Why in the world would someone think that?” “Oh, I don’t know. Sometimes people just seem to get the strangest ideas.”
Friday, September 4, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
This one I got by scrolling through my Mac Dictionary until I saw a word I liked the sound of. ^_^
And there we have it. Two lovely word for Wordy Wednesday.
In other news, I've deciphered the first eight bars of Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. I'm quite proud of myself, since I have very minimal amounts of musical skill.
I am also trying very hard to find a job. Jobs are sorely lacking up here, especially for high school graduates with sketchy amounts of work experience. But I shall persist! Because I desperately, DESPERATELY want to run to the store and buy CATCHING FIRE, and I can't do that until I get some sort of pay check.
Anyway, that's all! Got any particularly enthralling words? Post 'em! :)
Monday, August 31, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
“What did the police say?”
“When you told them someone tried to steal your car.”
“I didn’t tell them.”
“Well, he didn’t actually steal it,” I said quickly, “So I assumed they couldn’t really do anything. And even if they could, I’m sure they wouldn’t have found him. And if they had, he would have known it was me who ratted him out, and he knows where I work, so that would have been dangerous. And he had very nice manners.”
Rachel blinked at me. “Nice manners?”
“Yes. Aside from the attempted car theft, I mean.”
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
What Was Supposed to be a Post About YA Word Counts, But Turned Into a Post About the Book I'm Querying
Standardized tests say that Abby is a mathematical genius. In her world, things are black and white. One plus one always equals two. The sky is blue, the grass is green, and car thieves are bad people who wear balaclavas and haven’t shaved or showered in several days. Or so she thinks, until she leaves work one day and stumbles across Jay.
Jay is a car thief. In fact, he’s in the midst of stealing her car – with the coffee she just served him perched on the roof. But Jay doesn’t wear a balaclava, he smells quite nice, and claims he doesn’t want to be stealing cars.
Black and white bleeds into grey when Jay is sent on a potentially fatal car thieving expedition and Abby realizes she does not want him skipping town. This leaves her with only one option. She has to help him. Somehow.
This book reeeeally needs a title. And possibly a different last paragraph in the synopsis. Hmmm. What do you think?