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Part III of my short horror series, Lamont. Enjoy and comment if you are so inclined to - all feedback is appreciated.


The house stood behind him, a lumbering monster, a dark shape against the black morning. Billy had to leave, had to run, though from what he couldn’t know. He ran. Billy ran through the weeds, through overgrown grass, through the line of man-planted trees to the disorganized collection of metal-gleaming shapes standing in the dirt. It was only then that he realized his keys, his means of escape, had fallen somewhere behind, lost in the house. Billy kept running.

He had been stabbed, that much he was sure of. But as Billy ran, he could hardly feel the pain or feel the hot run of blood from his belly to the inside of his leg. It was only when he clenched his fists that he could feel the drying caked-on feel of it covering his hands. Running until he couldn’t, until he could only jog, and jogging until he could only walk and then hobble, at last Billy made it down the dirt path and reached the hardness of the highway. Smelling the stank richness of the stagnant ditch water, Billy wondered how well the liquid and mud would catch his fall when he finally collapsed.
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woohoo - a new part of the story 

+Diego Green finally =))
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Plot outlines and myself have never been the closet of friends but I'm fairly desperate and am willing to try anything that might improve my current lack of creative productivity. 
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Ouzo works like that as well
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Part Two of Lamont is alive and kicking. A somewhat familiar story for longtime readers of my blog but almost completely re-written from the ground up.


The night the new scratching started, I remember choking back a call for dad, forgetting I wasn’t twelve anymore, forgetting he wasn’t in that bed in the next room to be called for. So I could only listen – quiet noises, like a mouse maybe, I hoped not – until I noticed Charlene had left her bedside floor spot, her eyes glowing from faraway, from the place that would become her new nighttime spot. Then came the pain, pain at the bottom of my left foot, small itch at first then a burning, ripping sensation down the sole. I cried out.


Mother’s shadow appeared in the door, followed by her glaring face under the overhead fan bulb, turned instantly white and open-mouthed at the sight of my bedspread splattered dark orange-brown, my foot shining with still-fresh blood. Face stoned-up quick though – same way it is now, tears dried-up and staring with teeth clenching, skin so tight the lines on it disappear. And she grabbed up the dirtied sheets right out from under me, without looking at me – “clean yourself Elzbieta, we will talk to Father Moran about this in the morning” – and she was gone, lights vanished. The scratching and the chirpings returned, like the laughter of hoarse-throated blackbirds.
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I may or may not be posting the next part of Lamont tomorrow. It all depends on how productive tomorrow actually ends up being.
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=) hope you can do it ...
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Looks a lot better than my breakfast this morning (same leftovers but all thrown in a skillet together without rhyme or reason).
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breakfast?? that be lunch or dinner for me .............
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Writing has become a hobby. It's something I do in my days off, a form of unwinding, a fun activity to de-stress from the work week. And there's nothing wrong with that. Unless of course, one is serious about the pursuit of achieving authordom.
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better than sitting round and watch TV 
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The words of wisdom for this morning.
 
beautiful.
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I wanted to be a projectionist in a Soho cinema.
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I've decided that I'm a fan of bass covers.
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My argument is apparently invalid...goodnight.
 
What's the big deal? This is how I ALWAYS enter the water.
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I'm happy that you're still optimistic about doing what you want to do and being where you want to be. I know firsthand how hard it can be to keep a regular blog, but when you do keep it up, it really does help with accountability.

I am patiently awaiting my daily updates which I learned just now that I will be receiving...
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    Freelance Writer, 2012 - present
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I am a writer of fiction, first and foremost.  

When I was in high school, I had a creative writing teacher who went around the room, telling each of us students what category our writing styles best fit into.  I was pegged as a horror writer.  I shrugged it off, said it was a phase.  It has been many years since then and the phase is still going strong.

Always, though, do I strive for literary fiction even if it happens to fall into a genre.  Aside from the aforementioned horror (I have been working on my zombie apocalypse opus for nearly nine years now), I also enjoy writing space operas and stories built around character rather than plot.

Sometimes I write poetry though it's not very good.

Like any good writer, I greatly enjoy reading though I had fallen out of the practice and only recently have I begun, once again, to delve into the literary world on a regular basis.  And so, I am always on the lookout for new tales and works of prose and verse to consume.

Aside from all the word stuff, I love trains.  Love watching them, love riding them. I think for me, at least part of it is the romance of the journey - someday I would love to travel the U.S. and the world by train.  

And if I fail to cut it in the world of literature (and even if I make it, really), I would eagerly turn to a career on the rails.  Seriously, don't question my love for trains.

Cats are fine too.
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    English Creative Writing, 2008 - 2012
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