Writing meme ganked from [livejournal.com profile] deza

Sep. 16th, 2004 05:57 pm
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"Write something for me. Just for me. A sentence, a paragraph. Nanofiction. Short story. A scene, dialogue, a picture described, a moment, anything. Long or short. But it's got to be just for me.

Then feel free to put this up in your own journal, and I'll reciprocate."

Date: 2004-09-16 03:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bouncepogo.livejournal.com
Die, puny law students! DIE!

The. End.

Date: 2004-09-16 03:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theryn.livejournal.com
Crimson lips part
invective spews out.
Law students watch out!
From: [identity profile] kmeghan.livejournal.com
I teach preschool, and I have a kid who is having tons of fun trying out cuss words at his classmates. Today, he decided that "FUCKERS", screamed as loud as he could, and to as many people as possible, would be great fun.
He is only 3 1/2. I know I didn't start saying fuck until at least 14 and it has now become an important part of my vocab. :)

Date: 2004-09-16 06:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mizdandylynn.livejournal.com
It's ok.. I don't need you to reciprocate.. but here is one for you.

The bodice swelled alarmingly tight as she took one last, long breath in preparation to deliver the snark of death.

True story...

Date: 2004-09-16 08:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flewellyn.livejournal.com
I was in the zoo in Syracuse with my sister and my mother, me at the tender age of 16. The zoo there is rather large and diverse, with lots of cool stuff, so it tends to attract lots of family and school groups.

At the time in question, I was standing with my sister watching the lions. They had several females and a large, powerful male. With us was a large group of young children, I think kindergarteners, with several of the parents along.

To my great amusement, as we watched, the male lion suddenly sauntered over to one of the females and proceeded to mount her, in full view of everyone. Obviously, he was quite a man, and did not care about us puny human spectators. The schoolteacher, and the parents, however, were a different story. Several of them rushed to move the children along, or cover their eyes.

One young, innocent looking girl, couldn't have been older than five, turned to her mother and said "Mommy, what's he doing to her? What are they doing?"

Before she could answer, a young boy, about her age, turned to her and proudly, at full volume, proclaimed the following: "They're fucking!"


I think I am guilty of understatement when I describe this as the most beautiful moment in the history of the universe.

Date: 2004-09-16 10:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raptorgirl.livejournal.com
There was this girl and there was this boy. She was very short and he was very tall. He never took off his baseball cap in public. On her birthday, he kissed her in her kitchen. They dated for two months. They hung out and made out late into the evening. Then she decided that she was a hollow automaton with no capacity to love at the moment and he was getting on her nerves with his flippant attitude, so she broke up with him. Surprisingly, he wasn't upset. Either he's way Zen or he just likes her too much to be mad at her. She suspects both.

People who never sweat anything get on her nerves.

*boomboom*

Date: 2004-09-17 05:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stevietee.livejournal.com
"What's this joker's story?" Munch asked, as he and Finn approached the uniformed officer on the scene.

The officer hunched down to point out details of the body. "Witnesses saw this guy hurry out of the bar down the street, jogging after a girl he saw walking up the sidewalk here. Apparently, the guy grabbed her and the girl, uh, took care of business." He rolled the body over to reveal a bloody mess covering the man's crotch.

A pained look crossed Munch's face.

"Now that's gotta hurt," Finn said, shaking his head.

"Any word on motive?" Munch asked.

"Just vaguely," the officer replied. "The only thing the witnesses agree on is hearing the girl yell, 'Yes, I WAS on Jeopardy and NO, I don't want to hear another fucking word about Ken Jennings!'"

Finn nodded, "Yeah, that Jennings guy's a prick."

"And now OUR guy," Munch said, motioning toward the body, "no longer HAS a prick..."

Re: *boomboom*

Date: 2004-09-17 01:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kellinator.livejournal.com
Ohmigosh. This is truly a thing of beauty...

Date: 2004-09-18 05:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deza.livejournal.com
The crazy cat lady down the street has a secret.

People tend to think that her life is nothing but books and cats and bitching at lost law students.

The people who stick around and get to know her, however, see something different.

One look at the red satin corset is generally enough...

Re: *boomboom*

Date: 2004-09-20 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stevietee.livejournal.com
Glad you liked -- it was fun to write! :)

Date: 2004-09-21 03:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] not-hothead-yet.livejournal.com
Kellygreengreengreen! THERE she is! The life of the party, the "I'm not sure who I am today but I sure as hell am gonna enjoy finding out" woman, the queen of SNARK! The Kellinator, coming at you from the other side of sneer and the upside of comedy. Why, she's so cute I wanna put her in my pocket, call her "angelina" and take her home to play with the kittens!
I got a new cat and you really need to meet him.

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