"Being a good writer is 3% talent, 97% not being distracted by the internet." Cyrus Farivar

Thursday, February 23, 2012


It's been forever since I've updated. But I have a few things in the works; some short stories are currently simmering while I work on a bigger project or two. However this came from some pretty great music.

136 words.

            She tread water seeing the shoreline like a string of Christmas lights. Keeping her eyes focused, she bobbed a few times in the waves. Barely among the waves for a few minutes and her limbs already started to ache. The wake had long since dissipated, leaving her with only the water and the lights.
            It was eerie in the open water, nearly silent besides the occasional lurking seagull. They would think she jumped—her recent mood hadn’t helped assure them she was enjoying the vacation. And maybe she had decided to take a plunge.
            Finally she was away from the pills, away from feeling restrained. Smiling, she slowed, her limbs heavy as her muscles screamed for respite in the chilly ocean. Lying back, she took one last glance at the starry night before shutting her eyes.

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