Saturday, 30 June 2012

Good to be back

Hey all of my readers! *crickets*
Alright, whoever happens to be reading this blog, at least. I know only one of my readers in real life checks this blog like... Ever. And I am thankful to at least have her reading, but if you're not her and you have been reading, I'd like to take this time to thank you :) I know I don't have many, if any readers, but I do appreciate those that do.

Anyways, I'm sorry to any of you that check back regularly for any updates, I was away in Perth for about a week a little while back and I was only back for a couple of days before I was thrown back into school, so it's probably been a godawful long time since I last posted something. I had a wonderful time in Perth with my family, especially my cousins and aunts in Australia that I rarely get to see. But then again, I did miss the people back home and couldn't wait to get back. I was so disappointed to know I missed the annual Drama camp, even more so that they ended just as I touched down. I was hoping to run down for a quick picture before heading home at least. Things don't always go as you'd hoped they would, I suppose.

Anyways, there are days where I don't have my laptop with me and some of my story ideas come to me at the worst times, so I've taken to writing stories in my phone. Yes, I sometimes look like I'm texting someone half the Bible simply because I'm actually writing on the bus or wherever. So I thought I could share two of the stories I wrote in my free time on my phone. They are linked, one was actually inspired by a song that actually brought out a lot of emotion and memories in me. It reminded me of the good times I had back in secondary school, the friends I made, the bonds I'd forged with them. I'm past that stage where I can do those things though, I'm older and I dont think I could pull it off with the excuse of youth fuelling my stupidity anymore. God I sound like I'm sixty... Anyways, listening to that song and remembering how it all used to be, I actually almost felt like crying at the bus stop when I was played it and flicked through my albums on Facebook. But I digress. I sorta channelled that into a short little excerpt that is somewhere in the larger story, but not mentioned in the main story. I'll be posting them both, the main story SO FAR, followed by the short little story. Be reminded, I call myself the Fragmented Storyteller for a reason, so it's only a small fragment of a larger story. But for now, enjoy it!

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