Writing

I’ve decided that I am writing a book.

Or at least that is what I’m trying.

Maybe it would be more correct to say,

I’m just keeping myself from crying.

 

But maybe I just need words to come out,

Instead of writing, I’ll try a recorder.

Then afterward I can begin to worry,

About the words and about the order.

 

I dream of a character, who’s funny and deep,

And all my readers truly adore him.

But for now, my only wish is this:

To not kill my readers through boredom.

 

And the hope that keeps me going is really quite simple.

The second book will be easier, oh, please God will it

 

 

 

Stuck In Traffic

Mie Kjerulff

Jim had just picked up Tina from work and they were snailing their way through the late afternoon traffic. Even with the windows rolled all the way down the car was like an oven. Jim was daydreaming of getting home, grabbing a cold beer and throwing himself on the couch to watch the playoffs.

“I want a divorce,” Tina suddenly declared from the passenger seat.

Jim stared fixedly out of the windshield, at the car in front of them. He wasn’t sure if he had heard her correctly. He couldn’t have. They had been married neigh on 16 years. People didn’t just get divorced out of the blue from someone they had been married to for 16 years. He had definitely heard her wrong.

“Jim, are you listening to me?” She had turned towards him in her seat. “I want a divorce.”

He looked out the window at the oncoming…

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Changes


Cursing softly as the doorbell rang, Christopher sent a quick prayer upwards that it wasn’t yet another charity organisation. Ever since he’d won those fifty millions, so much had changed. One of the changes that he could have been without was people asking for money.

It wasn’t like he was against the idea of giving back. He’d actually started his own charity organisation since he’d won, but by now he was just sick and tired of people telling him that he was a bad person if he didn’t also give to their organisation. Like he was some sort of horrible human being just because he didn’t give to everyone who asked. Like distant relatives and old classmates.

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