Sorry I haven't posted in a couple days! Summer has really begun :)
Here are three scenes I've written recently (and a poem).
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"Remember that time when I told you tea was leaf-water and you spewed across the whole room?"
"Ugh, that was horrible!" Keko cried. "Don't remind me, you jerk!"
"And then my mom made you stand in the corner?" Landon continued, laughing.
"I hate you," she grumbled. "You're so mean."
"You taught me well," he joked. Keko huffed, folding her arms as they walked across the street. "Oh, come on," Landon said pleadingly. "I'm just teasing. You're actually my nicest friend."
"You have friends?" she said sarcastically.
"Why are you only mean to me?" he asked.
"Because I know you don't take me seriously," Keko said, shrugging. "I've just known you for so long, I guess it doesn't matter anymore."
Landon's pace slowed, and he was silent until they reached their destination; The Golden Egg. As they walked inside the breakfast house, Landon caught up with Keko.
"Well you matter to me," he muttered.
"Huh?" Keko questioned.
"Table for two?" the waiter interupted. Landon nodded and the two quietly followed him to their table.
"What are you getting this time?" Keko said, pushing away the menu already placed at her seat. She always got the same thing when they came to The Golden Egg; bacon, biscuits, and lots of butter. Landon had sworn to her exactly two years ago that he would, eventually, try every meal on the menu. That had been Keko's 19th birthday, and Landon saved this meal for the last - the last meal on the menu and the last meal he would eat with Keko for a very long time.
"Biscuits and bacon," he answered, and Keko beamed. "In celebration of your birthday, and your moving away."
"I'm gunna miss you," Keko said, smiling.
"I'll miss you more," Landon laughed, reaching into his pocket. "Happy birthday, Keko." He pulled out a necklace: a pendant hung on a silver chain, with the image of a tree in the center of a ring. The tree had four major branches, each colored differently to represent the four seasons.
Keko gasped, taking the necklace. "Landon! Thanks you so much, its gorgeous!"
Landon leaned back in his chair, hand behind head. "Yeah, I'm pretty awesome."
"No doubt about that," Keko laughed, putting the necklace around her head.
"Landon broke his posture in surprise. "You just complimented me!" he cried.
"Don't know why," she scoffed. "You're a jerk."
Landon smiled, then leaned across the table until his face was only centimeters away from hers. "Guess what?" he whispered. "I love you."
"Uh, have you guys decided what to order?" the waiter said, interrupting them again.
Landon slumped in his chair, a big grin on his face. Keko was frozen in place, completely and utterly shocked. "Two plates of biscuits and bacon please."
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I really love the characters of this story, just because they're so familiar with each other; Keko is freakishly nice to everyone but Landon, and (though I couldn't exemplify it in this scene) Landon is pretty mean to everyone but Keko (most of the time). Keko is an innocent little girl and never imagined that Landon would love her. Ha-ha :)
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Safe - a poem (well, technically two haikus)
Keep me here with you
I want to stay in your arms
Now I know I'm safe
Thank God for you, God
For your unfailing
Love, your saving love.
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That poem was simply me being God-happy. 'Nuff said :)
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"Mom says I'm not s'posed to talk to you cause you're a big liar."
"Oh? Well yes, I always lie. And that's the truth, little child."
"But... you said you always lie."
"You're right. By honestly saying I always lie I tell the truth, which makes my claim a lie, which makes it true."
"You're crazy."
"Why of course. I lost my mind years ago; dropped it ion the African plains."
"You went to Africa?"
"Only to stop my pirate friends from pillaging the city of God's breath."
"You're friends with pirates? Real, sea pirates?
"No, air pirates."
"You really are crazy!"
"Maybe you should follow your mom's instructions and stay away from me. After all, I'm just a dirty fibber."
"Well... a few minutes can't hurt."
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Wondering why it's just straight conversation? Okay, here's an explanation; I occasionally listen to this podcast called "Writing Excuses". It's basically advice that three authors give to new writers. On one of the podcasts they talked about dialogue, and how your characters should all have separate speech patterns. So the writing prompt, a writing exercise they give you at the end of the podcast, was to write a conversation that is ONLY dialogue. No tags, no description. And I really liked this little conversation, just because I can envision it happening very clearly in my head, and I can imagine what happens next.
Well, that's all for now kids. :)
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