Short Story Sunday #52

Anonymous Tip Excerpt

I entered the kitchen, hoping to keep quiet enough so I wouldn’t wake Lilah in the other room. To be honest, I was surprised she was even still asleep at this time. Most of the time she would wake me as early as six in the morning just because she was bored and wanted someone to hang out with.

I turned on the kitchen light and took out a pan from a drawer under the oven. I thought of waiting to make breakfast for when Lilah woke up, but I was hungry and she was able to fend for herself when it came to cooking. I took out the eggs and butter from the refrigerator and placed them on the counter next to the sink. Then I rolled up my sleeves and turned on the water to wash my hands.

“ACK!” I shouted in surprise.

I immediately turned off the faucet and looked down at the giant wet spot covering most of the front of the shirt. Breathing heavily from shock, I looked at the faucet to make sure nothing was wrong with it.

That’s when I saw it: a rubber band tied around the squirt nozzle.

I grinded my teeth together and shook my head. I willed myself not to get frustrated; that’s exactly what she was going to expect from me.

“Good morning!” Lilah greeted in a sing-song voice. She entered the kitchen without bothering to look at me, but she had a wide grin on her face. She opened the refrigerator and put her head in.

“Let me guess,” I leaned against the sink glaring at her. “You’ve been awake this entire time and have been waiting for me to come into the kitchen to soak myself.”

Lilah stood up straighter and grinned looking me up and down. “Are you wet? I didn’t even notice.”

“Lilah,” I growled.

“Oh, you already took out the eggs and butter. Perfect.” Lilah muttered closing the refrigerator. She walked past me, still smiling, but not looking at me.

“I hate you.” I muttered as she walked by.

“Hate is such a strong word, George.” Lilah looked me in the eye right after putting a glob of butter on the pan. “Besides, it’s April Fool’s Day. You didn’t expect me to carry on like it’s a normal day, did you?”

She turned on the stove and watched the butter melt before she proceeded to crack a few eggs into a bowl.

I sighed watching her. No, I guess I couldn’t expect Lilah to treat a day dedicated to pranking people go by wasted.

Lilah Williams was my colleague for my private investigation business. She came walking unexpectedly into my house a few months ago giving me my first freelance case. When that case turned into a homicide and we figured out the real cause of death of her father, Lilah ended up staying a lot longer than intended. She even decided to move in with me.

It wasn’t bad having Lilah live with me. It was nice to have the company and she was a big help with my agency. She advertised a lot for my business through her blog, which was extremely popular on the Internet. If only her blog would start getting me regular cases, then we’d be all set.

“You want scrambled, right?” Lilah broke the silence. She had just finished mixing the eggs in the bowl and was pouring it onto the melted butter in the pan.

“I guess so.” I shrugged. She had already turned the eggs scrambled anyway.

“Good, because I forgot to ask before I started making these.” Lilah snickered.

“You were too busy laughing at my pain.” I said melodramatically.

“Oh, please. You got a little wet. You didn’t melt, did you?” Lilah looked over her shoulder and raised an eyebrow.

“I guess not,” I muttered and stood up straight once more. “I am going to get changed before breakfast, though.”

“Well, hurry up. It’s almost ready and eggs cool fast.” Lilah sprinkled some salt and pepper over the yellow puddle in the pan.

Once I finished getting dressed for the second time that morning, I went back to the kitchen and wrinkled my nose. Lilah sat at the kitchen table sipping on a cup of coffee, the scent taking up the entire kitchen.

I sat down at the table across from her and ate my eggs as quickly as I could.

“Slow down,” Lilah scolded. I noticed she had already finished eating her eggs.

“You know you’re not allowed to make coffee while I’m in the house.” I muffled with a mouth full of food.

“That’s never stopped me before. That’s a stupid rule, George. It’s a smell, get over it.” Lilah tipped her head back and gulped down the rest of her beverage. She placed the mug on the table and sighed with satisfaction.

“We should go for a walk this morning.” Lilah announced.

I finished eating my eggs and leaned back in my chair eyeing her.

“It’s supposed to get up to about 65 to 70 degrees today. Spring is officially here!” she cheered knowing she needed to convince me more.

“You are more than welcome to go for a walk, Lilah. In fact, I think it’s a great idea. Then I can have the house to myself for a little bit.” I bared my teeth in a smile.

“Don’t be such an old man.” Lilah smirked. “It’ll be fun. It’ll be good for us.”

“We walk enough.” I complained. “And I didn’t use to be an old man… you made me this way the moment you first knocked on my door.”

Lilah stared at me with a serious expression.

I sighed, “Fine, we can go for a walk. This isn’t going to turn into a daily thing though, is it?”

“It can,” Lilah perked up, “I think that would be a great idea! Walking is excellent exercise.”

I rested my head on the table pushing my empty plate to the middle.

Lilah grabbed my plate and put it in the sink for me. I sat up slowly watching her with a close eye. I expected her to rinse the dishes and then place them in dishwasher; she couldn’t stand any mess and dirty dishes in the sink was a huge pet peeve of hers.

I had to wonder, did she remember…?

“AHH!” Lilah shrieked the moment she turned on the faucet.

I grinned so wide my face began to hurt.

Lilah turned around with her arms held out as though she herself was contaminated. A huge wet spot stained her blouse. She narrowed her eyes at me. “Don’t you say a word.”

I began to laugh. “Karma!”

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Short Story Sunday #15

I decided to do something a bit different today, as a suggestion from Kris. I finished editing the first draft of Detective Florence today (Yay!) so I figured I would post a quick excerpt from the novel on here as my Short Story Sunday. Here you’ll get a little taste of George’s personality. I hope you all enjoy!

I opened the door wide making an awful creaking sound. The wood certainly needed some oil, but when I looked up and noticed the entire bar had quieted down and was staring at me standing in the doorway, I quickly realized why they left the creak. Wouldn’t a simple bell have sufficed?

Walking further into the bar, I heard the door slam shut behind me causing me to flinch. I kept my cool smiling and nodding to everyone I passed as I made my way to the counter. The deeper I walked into the bar, the more people began to speak again. I wasn’t quite sure if they were talking about me or if they were just getting back on with their lives. I hoped the latter.

“Who are you?”

I faced forward. I was too busy checking out my surroundings in the bar; the exits, how many people were in the building, and I definitely wanted to see if I could catch any sight of Naomi or Mitch. However, when a deep booming voice spoke above my head, I was broken out of my thoughts. I stretched my neck all the way back to look at this tall, bulky man right in my face.

This man had to be at least seven feet tall–that may or may not be an exaggeration–and I could have sworn the muscles on his arms had their own muscles. His face was fixated on a frown. If he held that expression for a long period of time he was going to give himself wrinkles.

“I said,” he leaned closer to me, his voice a little more threatening now. “Who are you?”

“Uh, George,” I blinked at him with wide eyes; my neck still arched all the way back. It was beginning to hurt.

“George what?” he growled.

“Williams,” I choked on my own words. “George Williams.” I wasn’t sure why I gave him Lilah’s name instead of my own, but I didn’t want anyone to suspect me of being a detective. Bars don’t like the law enforcement to be hanging around their facility.

“What brings you around here?” the bouncer stood up taller now and folded his big arms over his chest. He was still staring down at me, but his gaze was softer as well as his tone of voice.

“I was just walking by and saw this place.” I shrugged trying to keep it cool. “I have never been in here before, so I decided to give it a try.”

The bounced nodded, and then nodded to the bartender behind the counter.

“Would you like to see my identification?” I smirked while waving my wallet in front of him.

The bouncer chuckled as he returned back behind the counter locking the gate. “We onlt card people we believe to be under 21 years of age. We can tell you are much older.”

“Much older?” I repeated offended. “I’m 30.”

The bouncer shrugged. He didn’t care, but I was still disappointed. I put my wallet away and sat down at the counter. I continued to look around the room to see if I could find any sign of Naomi or Mitch. If neither one of them were here now, I was hoping one of them would show up before I left.

I felt a sharp poke on the back of my head. I turned around, rubbing my head and glared at the bartender, who was now pointing to all the drink behind him.

“That was rude; you could have just asked me what I wanted.” I snarled.

The bouncer glowered at me. “Hey, he’s a mute.”

“Oh,” I smiled apologetically at the bartender, who didn’t seem one bit amused. Someone could have told me. I said this was my first time being here, after all. “I’ll have a water.”

I noticed the bouncer and bartender exchanged puzzled expression, but I turned back around in my seat to scope out all the other tables in the room.

“Buddy, you do realize you’re in a bar, right?” the bouncer once again broke me out of my thoughts.

“Yes,” but I didn’t bother to turn back around to face him again.

“And all you want is water?”

“I don’t drink alcoholic beverages.” I replied.

“But you’re in a bar!” he protested.

“What do you care?” I finally turned to face him. “I’m a paying customer, so it shouldn’t matter what I order.”

“Water is free.” the bouncer growled.

“Oh,” I rubbed the back of my neck. “Well, what do you have that does not contain any alcohol?”

The bartender and bouncer exchanged certain looks again. The bartender then turned back to me and pointed to one part of the menu hanging above his head.

“Soda…” I read. “That’s carbonated and has caffeine. No thank you.” I politely declined with a smile.

“You have to buy something or you’re not getting anything at all.” The bouncer glared at me.

“How about I pay you for the seat I’m sitting in? Is five dollars reasonable?” I began to fish through my wallet.

“Get out. Now.” the bouncer took a step forward pointing to the door.

I immediately jumped out of my seat and began to head towards the exit. I didn’t want to cause any trouble and I knew the bouncer would have me beat in an instant. I looked over my shoulder to make sure he wasn’t following me. He wasn’t, but he was still keeping a close watch on me until I left the building.

 

Happy December!

Where Did The Year Go…

NaNo Winner 3

 

Well, it’s December first. I can’t remember anything that happened this year and we still have a month to go. Needless to say, November was a busy month, but it’s all a blur to me now. The first 17 days of November I wrote…a lot. And I won NaNoWriMo. I had planned on going above and beyond the 50k mark because I wanted to finish the entire manuscript. However, I think I got a little too tired from all that writing before. I hit about 52k and then stopped. But I got a nifty certificate to go with my Camp NaNo ones!

The best part is that Kris won NaNo, too. This was her very first year winning and last night she got home from working 8:30-5:30 and wrote about 5,000 words in order to hit the 50k. She finished around 10:30 at night, but she made it just in time! She and I are going Christmas shopping today. If we find anything we want, we may treat ourselves for winning.

In other news, I started a new project. Yeah, I know…I have too many writing projects going on at once. But I figured that for the month of December I can go back and forth between that one and Detective Florence. I’m hoping that I will be able to finish that novel by the end of the month so for my New Year’s resolution I can say I want it to be completely edited by the end of 2014. Heh, we’ll see what happens.

Anyway, this new project is a collection of silly poems for kids. Random? Totally. Friday night Kris was writing her NaNo novel and I didn’t feel like writing mine. I was in a bit of a hyped up mood and ended up writing a poem about a fat dog named Sit. I would post it to give you guys a sneak peek, but I submitted it to Chicken Soup. They have a new book coming out called “The Dog Did WHAT?”

Now I’m sure most of you have heard of Chicken Soup for the Soul. Most of you probably have a few of their books. The stories and poems submitted are non-fiction, heart-felt, inspirational. Some make you laugh, some make you cry. Kris thought this poem was so adorable that she begged me to submit it. I don’t think it will get published as it’s obvious that it’s a silly fictional poem. But like Kris said, “The worst they can do is say no.” So I sent it in anyway, but I highly doubt it will get published.

The deadline for entries for this particular book is January 5, 2014. So it’s going to be a while before I hear back (if I hear back at all…I don’t think they contact you if it’s a rejection). So I will post it eventually. But I’m also shooting to make a whole book of these poems and maybe get that published someday. I have four poems so far. Go me!

So I was going to post an excerpt of Detective Florence today, but since I never finished the full manuscript, I’m going to wait. When I finish the novel (hopefully by the end of the month) I’ll post an excerpt of it.

Congrats to all those who won NaNoWriMo this year! 🙂

July Camp: Day One

Yay for Camp!!!

 

I have a lot to talk about today, so listen up:

1. My sister Kris and I decided to come up with some sort of schedule. It was actually her idea, but I thought of the idea a while ago (er, years ago). Of course, that was all mine was–an idea. I never even tried it for one day. But yesterday she came up to me and told me to help her stick with something. She showed me a “to do” list of hers. On that she stated she wanted to set a daily goal (words, pages, time, etc.) and do it every day. Monday through Saturday would be spent working on originals and Sunday would be FanFiction days. When I came up with this, I decided I was going to do FanFiction on Saturday and Sunday and originals would be Monday through Friday. I mentioned that to her and I don’t know if she’s going to do her way or my way, but either way we’re going to do it together. Since she asked me to help her make sure she completes this to do list, I decided that I’m going to do it, as well.

Yesterday, which was Sunday, we went to Barnes and Noble for our weekly writing session. I ended up working on my FanFiction because, well it was Sunday, a weekend day. For writing in a notebook, I got a whole lot done. Today is Monday (and the first day of Camp NaNoWriMo) so I worked on original. But since Camp started, I started something new instead of editing Hunter or Diary of a Lover or anything like that. I’m writing Cybertra. I’ll post the summary on here by the end of the month.

Anyway, I decided that I was going to write for at least one hour every day. The morning is really the only reliable time I have just to myself. So I decided that every day (all seven days of the week) I’m going to write from 7 a.m. to 8 a.m. That started today. And man do I wish that I started something like this a long time ago! I had the most productive day! I woke up at 6:30, took a shower, made an iced coffee, and wrote while I had Raph getting her daily exercise and I got my morning caffeine dose. My timer went off on my iPod after an hour, I took Chip for a walk, then I got myself ready to go out. I had to babysit toady from 9 to 3. It was great. Not to mention that by 8, I was wide awake, felt refreshed, and ready to take on the day! If this was any other normal day, I would have woken up around seven, realized I needed to take a shower, but say “eh, I’ll do it tonight,” then count down until I had to leave the house all while moping around in my bed watching TV…I’m really not that lazy, but sometimes….

Right.

2. As stated, today was the first day of Camp NaNo. I’m going away this week (leaving Wednesday afternoon and coming back Friday afternoon). So I can write on Wednesday and Friday, but I’ll miss Thursday. One day isn’t bad. But I am going away again the last week of July. The 20th to the 27th. I’m going to bring a couple of notebooks with me and work on FanFiction that week. Yes, I will be breaking my schedule, but I can’t bring my laptop. So I decided that I want to try to finish Camp before I leave. That gives me 20 days instead of 31. Of course, I’ll still have a couple days when I get back, but still.

This means I should write 2,500 words a day instead of the usual 1,613. I wrote 1,616 today. At least I met the standard quota. If I didn’t have to babysit today, I probably would have written a lot more. I have to babysit again tomorrow (double time…9-3 with one family and then 4-7 with another family). Wednesday I’m babysitting, then leaving. Thursday I’ll be gone. Friday I can write when I get home. All next week I’m babysitting 9-1. It’ll be tough, but I think I can make it work. I can at least be able to make it to 50k by the end of the month, if not by the time I go on vacation. I will do it!

3. My novel is weird. Seriously. I had a completely different vision in my mind for Cybertra and it…well, it took an unexpected turn. Don’t get me wrong, I love where it ended up going, but I was shocked…and was laughing. A lot. I can’t post the summary yet, so you’re going to get lost when I tell you this, but…in the novel, the father builds robots to help people in need. Elderly people, police force, etc. He makes 100 robots at a time and when they all get shipped to a big company that sells them places, he makes a new batch of 100 robots. But, in the prologue, his daughter is six and wants to keep one. All the robots look exactly the same on the outside. The only way to tell them apart is by their personalities. And…well, one of them, the one they end up keeping, has a very different personality. He wasn’t supposed to be this animated. He was supposed to act more…robot-like, I guess you could say. So I can’t give you a summary, but here’s a small excerpt from the prologue:

 “No, no, no! You must hold your pinky up. Haven’t your mother taught you any manners?” a small little girl wearing a pink, frilly dress with a sparkling tiara on top of her head, held up a small plastic tea cup. Her pinky was in the air and she tried to speak in a grown-up, mature tone.

            “I have not had time to learn manners. My apologizes,”

            The man poked his head through a door in the crack of where the young girl and her guest played on the floor of her bedroom. He opened the door a little more to see her smiling and laughing.

            “Well, it’s a good thing you came here, then.” She giggled.

            “Hannah?” he opened the door all the way.

            She froze. Her eyes grew wide as she shifted them back and forth between both of the gentlemen in her room. Finally, she leaned forward and whispered something.

            “Hannah,” the man sighed. He knew exactly what she was saying to her robot friend.

            “Oh, right! The inspection!” the android jumped off of the floor. “Excuse me, Mr. Noel! I must go see Mr. Noel! I am late…I am very late!” he brushed right by the gentleman and disappeared down the hallway going to the basement.

            Mr. Noel shook his head. He lifted his clipboard and muttered to himself. “Fix attention span on number four…”

Leo is what Hannah names him. He wasn’t really supposed to have a name, either. Oh, well.

Happy camping, everyone! 🙂

Day 30

I Did It!

 

I made it up to about 53,000 words for Camp NaNo. The only problem was that I wrote multiple things. So when I validated my novel this morning, I used Take Over because that was about 70,000 words. It was easier doing that than putting everything I wrote in one document to validate it. But because of that, NaNo thinks I wrote about 70,000 words this month. That is not the case, but oh well. I’ll go along with it.

I was hoping to write a lot more before the month ended, but school has me swamped. I finished one project last night and I plan on finishing the other projects (or close to it) tonight. I’ll stay up all night if I have to to. Because tomorrow is May 1st, which means that I’m going to start a new month of writing.

By the end of May, I plan on having The Blank Page completed. It would be nice to have it done in the next two weeks so I could print it out at school and use up their ink and paper. But I’m not going to rush myself to get it done by then just so I can save a couple of bucks. It depends on how quickly I can get my homework done. Stupid homework…

Anyway, I have a lot to do on here, as well. I have to post the summaries and excerpts of Take Over, Saving Each Other, and Seeing Things. Of course, Saving Each Other and Seeing Things are the same thing, so you might have to wait until I finish all five parts…but I think I already posted the summary for Saving Each Other. I seriously have to get myself organized. I’ll also post the summary and excerpt of The Blank Page as soon as possible, as well.

So no writing for me today, but tomorrow I will try to write as much as possible…depending on how much homework I am able to get done tonight. We shall see.

Congrats to all of those who finished and won Camp NaNoWriMo! 🙂

 

2013: 131,977/350,000 Words Written
2013: 1,749/18,250 Pages Read

Happy Easter!

Yum…Chocolate!

 

Happy Easter everyone! I hope that you all had a nice, relaxing holiday. I know that I did and I have to say that sitting in church with my father is quite comical. Neither one of us can sit still in church, which is one of the reasons as to why I’m one of the Sunday school teachers…I can’t sit for a full hour listening to a lecture. I love my parish and minister, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t consider myself too religious which makes it kind of hard to listen to that topic for very long. It’s kind of like my math class.

Last night I wrote 6,861 words for Take Over. I am now up to 64,520 words and 100 single-spaced pages. I was hoping to finish the novel today, but I haven’t really gotten a chance to work on it. I am going to try to finish it during Camp NaNo, though. I’m going to cheat a little and add those words to my NaNo word count. I’m still going to try to get to 50,000 words on Saving Each Other for Camp, but I thought I could boost my word count a little and add Take Over. It will make me feel extra accomplished.

I am going to try to write as much as I can on Take Over for the rest of the tonight. Then, when midnight strikes, I’m going to start on my Camp NaNo novel. I may or may not post on here again at two in the morning or whenever I decide to go to bed, but I will definitely post tomorrow. I’m going to try to update every single during April. I always update when I write something and if I update that means I must have written a little that day, right?

I also decided that when I finish whole novel, that’s when I’ll add the excerpt. When I start a novel, I’ll add the summary. Of course, since I just thought of this, I’m going to post both the excerpt and the summary for Take Over at the same time when I finish the novel. I’m not going to worry about the summary for Saving Each Other. Since I already wrote it technically, I already posted the summary on here before. It’s under the Summaries category…or it should be, anyway.

Today I have been working on polishing my children’s picture book Asking Bobby. I wrote a synopsis and sent it to one publisher so far. Wish me luck!

And good luck to everyone who is participating in Camp NaNoWriMo! 🙂

 

2013: 79,716/365,000 Words Written
2013: 1,749/18,250 Pages Read