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I’m Off!

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Yes, it’s Friday and I’m here again (not really as this is a scheduled post LOL) to Celebrate The Small Things with our awesome host VikLit and co-hosts Diana Wilder, LG Keltner @ Writing Off the Edge, and Katie @ TheCyborg Mom.

My Celebrations:

  1. Finished Course work for the week for four out of my seven MOOC’s

  2. Coffee!!

  3. Nominated for Inspiring Blogger Award. Very honored! Thanks Vik Tory Arch!

 

What are you celebrating this week?

I’m visiting with family for a week so I’ll do my rounds and return visits next week. Have a great weekend everyone!

 


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June Roundup – Celebrating The Small Things

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Celebrate The Small Things is a weekly blog hop wherein we post our celebrations each Friday, big and small. Thanks to our host VikLit for this wonderful meme and my fellow co-hosts Diana Wilder, LG Keltner @ Writing Off the Edge, and Katie @ TheCyborg Mom for their hard work.

 

This week I’m celebrating:

  1. A long weekend. The end of the month tends to be more hectic at work so I’m glad to have this out of the way and just be able to relax before the new month kicks in again.

  2. Got my tickets booked. Will be visiting with family for my mom’s birthday in a couple of weeks. \o/

  3. Finished my Behavioral Genetics class in Coursera.

  4. Got 5’s on my essay on Bram Stoker’s Dracula for my Sci Fi class. Six is the highest and so far I’ve been averaging 4’s so I’m quite happy with this.

 

My June progress:

  1. Finished two MOOC’s. Currently on track for three out of my seven courses.

  2. Sadly, no new writing done although I have been doing bits of research for on-going and future projects. I’m also in the midst of edits with the help of my awesome Womentoring mentor Janette Currie.

  3. Managed to blog once a week:  IWSG post, My Writing Process Blog Tour, Celebrate The Small Things, and a Short Story. I apologize if I haven’t been visiting and commenting as much as I used to. I still read and if you’re on wordpress, click the like button to let you know I appreciate the post.

 

Can you believe we’re already halfway through the year? How has your progress been so far? Anything you’re looking forward to in particular? What are you celebrating this week?

 


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Short Story for Fiction Writing Class

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This week, I’m celebrating the end of Start Writing Fiction in Futurelearn, one of the MOOC’s I’m taking. For our last assignment, we were asked to write a 750-1000 word story. As a slow writer who tends to mull things over for a long time before getting anything down, this is tough, especially with the word count constraint. I considered using one of my stories as a base for the assignment but without much editing, it’s probably going to come off as an excerpt instead of a story on its own, so I decided to start from scratch.

 

Here’s what I ended up with:

Aidan looked up as Colleen walked in the door. She looked tanned and beautiful in her white sundress. It had been a long time since he saw her laugh—a genuine laugh and not the kind that barely reached her eyes. It pained him to realize being away from him was the change she needed.

“How was Florence?” he asked but she didn’t pay him any attention as she headed straight to the bar, pouring herself a drink. Aidan watched as she gulped the liquid down in one go.

“You shouldn’t be drinking. It’s not good for the baby.” He tried to snatch the glass from her hand but she was too swift for him. “God damn it, Colleen!” Over the last few weeks, it had been increasingly difficult for him to get through to her. Colleen refused to tell him anything, preferring instead to keep up with the pretense of being the perfect married couple. And that was exactly what they were—perfect on the outside but flawed on the inside.

He remembered the first time he saw her, that was nearly thirteen years ago now. She was the new girl in school and he thought she was the prettiest girl he’d ever seen, with her sun gold hair and clear blue eyes. He was a good head shorter than she was then, with wire-rimmed glasses and the self confidence that came with being the school’s biggest geek. He sat next to her in two of his classes and the days she’d flashed her smile at him when she copied off him were the happiest of his school days.

Of course, he didn’t learn until years later, during their ten-year high school reunion that she did not remember him at all. Two years he’d sat next to her, two years she’d copied off his tests and assignments, flashing him the best and brightest smile she only reserved for jocks, to learn that she had no recollection of him at all. He supposed he had changed much by then. Gone were the thick glasses, replaced with contacts and while he was only a few inches taller than she, he had that wizened look about him and the air of confidence that only money could buy.

Barely two years out of college and he was a millionaire, having developed a security system that blew all the competition to the dust. That, coupled, with some wise investments, had shoot him up to become what he’d never imagined he’d be during his teenage years—an eligible bachelor. When women started seeing him as attractive, he guessed it was artificial, probably more to do with his money than anything else. He might have grown up but there still was nothing arresting about him. He had the same boyish, ruddy face and thin lips. His light brown hair had a tendency to curl and it only added all the more to the impression of a boy who was barely out of high school.

Colleen changed all that. She made him feel like he was the same high school boy and that grown up man, all at once. She’d listened attentively as he talked and had rebuffed every other man’s attention, allowing him to monopolize her time for the better part of the night. He’d confessed he had the biggest crush on her in high school and her musical laugh was all the response he got. Still, it made him feel wonderful to finally have her next to him, laughing with him, seeing him for the man that he truly was.

“You’re back early.” Aidan turned to find Spencer, his securities specialist, coming into the room. “Bored of Italy already?”

Colleen brightened at the sight of Spencer. “No. It was lovely. But it’s not the same without you. I missed you.”

Aidan watched as Colleen wrapped her arms around Spencer, kissing him—if he was honest with himself—like she’d never kissed him before. Spencer’s hands were all over his wife and rage like nothing Aidan had known before surged inside him. He lunged at Spencer, uncaring that Spencer was bigger than him, but only managed to grab empty air as he flew through the couple. His repeated attempts were all futile and Aidan couldn’t understand what was happening. How could they be carrying on right in front of him as if he wasn’t even there? Colleen was going to pay for this. He would file for divorce, cut her off, and take the baby when it was born. She would never see their child again or a single cent of his money.

“Poor Aidan,” Spencer said with a shake of his head. “He didn’t even know what hit him.”

Colleen laughed, that same musical laugh from the night of the reunion. “He’s always been gullible. It was a rather brilliant plan, from start to finish, if I do say so myself. He never could resist me, you know. Why, the poor sucker even left everything to me, just as I knew he would.”

~ END ~

 

It’s a bit rough but for the purposes of the assignment, I think I achieved what I set out to do. Most of the comments I received was that the ending seemed rush. I agree. Someone said they could see this becoming a longer piece of work. I don’t know about that though. The story was strictly for the assignment and I don’t really like Colleen enough to work on her for a longer piece. What do you think? Did the ending come as a surprise to you?

Writing a novel is a huge undertaking. It could take years and the demands of writing one is great. That is not to say that short stories are any easier. You really have to make those words count.

Do you prefer shorts or novels? What are the most difficult parts for you?

What are you celebrating this week? Join us each Friday as we Celebrate The Small Things, with our host VikLit and my fellow co-hosts Diana Wilder, LG Keltner @ Writing Off the Edge, and Katie @ TheCyborg Mom. Visit them to see what they are celebrating this week.


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Full Moon Friday the 13th Celebrations

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My day started when a large butterfly flew past me on my way to work. So what, you might say? Well, let me continue by saying that it was all black and nearly as big as a bird! Now most of you know that a black butterfly is supposed to be a bad omen, and that coupled with Friday the 13th? Well, I’m sure you can imagine where I’m going with this…

An idea for a story! It’s not all there yet but it’s a start, at least.

I’m also celebrating freeze-dried strawberries in white chocolate (yum!) and friends who remember to get them when they go on holiday.

Some of you might recall I’m taking some online courses. It’s been crazy trying to keep up with the readings and assignments on top of everything else in my life but I’m really enjoying the classes and learning a lot from them. I’m currently on track for four out of my eight MOOC’s so yes I’m behind but I’m still celebrating my progress!

How has your week been so far? Would you say you are superstitious? Check out this story about Friday the 13th coinciding with a full moon, which won’t happen again until 2049!

Join us each Friday as we Celebrate The Small Things, with our host VikLit and my fellow co-hosts Diana Wilder, LG Keltner @ Writing Off the Edge, and Katie @ TheCyborg Mom. Go say hi to them!


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