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Unfinished book number one

I had a beautiful thought. I want to do a series of unfinished books. Maybe just the first sentence, maybe the first paragraph, maybe even the first chapter. Just quick and easy. I've often thought I was good at enhancing or beginning stories but I always have trouble with the middle. Why does everything have to have an end?
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Virginia sat on the uncomfortable bus seat waiting. Waiting to see him, the long haired man who had captured her heart over three months ago. Today she would finally have the courage to meet him. Today she wouldn't just follow him to his work, Today she would enact her plan. Today she would get him.


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Feb. 6th, 2004 11:58 am (UTC)
But get him how?!?! What was this mysterious plan?!?! You can't leave us hanging like this.
Feb. 6th, 2004 01:02 pm (UTC)
i think the point is for you to continue the story... (lol)
Feb. 6th, 2004 01:05 pm (UTC)
I'm not good with telling stories. I used to have this one friend though. She rocked. She was always so dramatic. We'd go for coffee and look out the window, and she'd just start making up these bizare stories about people who passed by the window or who came into the shop. She once told this story about some lady who got on the bus with us, and how her car had just broken down, she was late for work to a job she was about to get laid off from, and her husband was currently cheating on her with her sister. She'd walk in on them after coming home after cleaning out her desk at the office. Irrate and angry, she'd run downstairs grab the butcher knife, and stab her husband and sister to death repeatedly in a fit of rage.

But of course...Sarah told it so much better.
Feb. 6th, 2004 01:22 pm (UTC)
Wow, I kept waiting for something like that to happen when I was watching the hours last night. I like the idea of a dark version of Amelie!
Feb. 6th, 2004 01:53 pm (UTC)
Amelie was so good.

Feb. 8th, 2004 10:39 am (UTC)
That's funny - I'm much better at seeing the final result I want, but not beginning or actually doing things.

So in the spirit of doing what each person does best, here's the ending, now all you need is a middle bit ;):

She stood at the window with a mug of chrysanthemum tea growing cold in her hand. Outside the sky had grown dark. She wasn't quite sure what to make of what had just happened, not yet. In the rustling of the oak tree in her garden, she thought she could hear his voice echoing, "the sea... the sea... the sea"
Feb. 9th, 2004 04:45 pm (UTC)
Re: Ending
I love it! Now we just need someone to write the middle and have wind blowing through her hair at some point!
Feb. 9th, 2004 05:17 pm (UTC)
i was jest thinkin...
we need to hang out again soon
if yer ever in my hood some eve gimmie a ring darlink
Feb. 11th, 2004 11:19 am (UTC)
Re: i was jest thinkin...
Yesssh! I was thinking the same thing... Probably not until the end of the month though. I am working on so many things right now and am ubber busy.I've been working on a movie for Tom's Dad's 80th Birthday. I think we should have a leggo party.
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