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antlers

If I had antlers, it would bug the shit out of me.

» Posted By wemuma On 06.26.2011 @ 4:43 am

despair

There’s an emptiness of heart that can lead to despair. A feeling of anxiousness, racing heart, heat rising up from chest to neck.

» Posted By wemuma On 05.29.2011 @ 5:15 am

purpose

I ran down the street. Panicked. My child was in one of the house. About to be killed. I run up to door after door. Knocking. Knuckles bleeding. I woke myself on purpose. Wouldn’t you?

» Posted By wemuma On 04.01.2011 @ 5:00 am

executive

I am an executive. There I said it. Frowned upon in the creative writing world. You are supposed to be starving, unemployed, or, at the very least, underemployed, to be a true artist, a true creative person.

» Posted By wemuma On 03.30.2011 @ 4:17 am

digital

He mastered his technique digitally. He stood in front of his computer, raised his right leg and kicked. He was able to practice and perfect every aspect of his practice by watching on his computer five times a day.

» Posted By wemuma On 03.29.2011 @ 3:55 am

audience

The world is my audience. Every day when I wake up I perform. I take a bow after making the coffee. I dart in and out of traffic and take home the first place trophy when I arrive at work on time. I speak at the meeting and am handed a bouquet of flowers. If I make it home and to dinner without fail, I get a standing ovation.

» Posted By wemuma On 03.28.2011 @ 5:05 am

classic

“It’s a classic.” That’s the tagline I wrote for Talbots. No it seems that business is in the toilet. They refused to ever go with any of our marketing recommendations. Now it’s too late. They think a celebrity spokesperson can save them, but they’ve missed the boat.

» Posted By wemuma On 03.27.2011 @ 9:36 am

woven

The patchwork of fields seem woven together, sewn neatly at the seams, as she looks down from the retro-square window of the plane.

» Posted By wemuma On 03.25.2011 @ 3:24 am

approach

He held the rope in his left hand and and approached the jungle gym, pulling himself up with his right. When he got to the highest bar, he tied the rope to it then pulled the loop up and over his head, crowning himself. His somersault off the bar was perfect.

» Posted By wemuma On 03.23.2011 @ 4:49 am

obsessed

obsessed. so much negative connotation surrounding the word. But what if you’re obsessed with yoga? Or healthy living. Is that bad? Who makes the rules about what is normal behavior and what’s obsessive anyway?

» Posted By wemuma On 03.12.2011 @ 1:52 pm

example

I was looking for an example of a “he said, she said” story. Not to cheat, but to get inspired. Than I thought why does it have to be he said, she said, why not he said, he said? Whatever I need to think of a conversation with some heavy subtext.

» Posted By wemuma On 03.06.2011 @ 3:25 am

control

I’ve lost my sense of control. I’m not out of control. I’m just not completely in control. It’s my mind that strays from the controlled place I so trusted. It can defy me on a minute by minute basis. It used to be the one thing I could count on. Now my body is the only thing I have left to trust.

» Posted By wemuma On 03.05.2011 @ 10:30 am

keychain

I saw it at the bottom of my purse, the keychain with the single key. Hers. I forgot to give it back and I swore to myself that I would take it out and mail it. But I never did. Because that would mean it was the end of us.

» Posted By wemuma On 02.27.2011 @ 1:31 pm

tables

He did his multiplication tables as he sat under the light held by a wire from the ceiling. They’d shock him every once in a while as they asked him questions, demanded answers. Shocked him over and over with higher volts. 6×6, 7×7, it’s what kept him from answering their questions no matter how much they tortured him.

» Posted By wemuma On 02.25.2011 @ 6:03 pm

mango

Breasts the size of mangos.
Really?
Yes. And just as fruity tasting.
You’re a dog!
A happy dog.
Hah! When can I meet her?
You can’t.

» Posted By wemuma On 02.23.2011 @ 4:38 am

tangle

“Oh what a tangled web we weave, whence…” she read the words and tried to decipher their symbolic meaning, which was the assignment. But all she could think about was spider webs getting into each other’s business.

» Posted By wemuma On 02.18.2011 @ 3:43 am

wool

I cam off the ice of Rockridge Pond, frozen snow stuck to the wool of my mittens, and walked across the road in my skates, not caring about the damage to my blades.

» Posted By wemuma On 02.17.2011 @ 4:31 am

flare

They woke up at 2:33am to find they were ankle deep in water. She started crying immediately. He grabbed the emergency kit off off the wall above them and ran up on the small part of the deck that wasn’t emerged and sent up a flare.

» Posted By wemuma On 02.16.2011 @ 3:53 am

chocolate

Don’t hate me because I hate chocolate. I’m just not that into shit colored food that leaves a coating on your teeth and makes you feel bad for a few hours after you eat it.

» Posted By wemuma On 02.14.2011 @ 12:21 pm

charge

You’ve got to take charge of the situation. Don’t fade back and hide in your office. Go in and solve it. Call the right people. Sometimes yell at the wrong people. But you’ve got to make moves to make things all right. That’s why you’re the boss.

» Posted By wemuma On 02.13.2011 @ 4:05 am

revolt

“That’s revolting!”
“What?”
“Sticking your finger up your nose like that…and eating it.”
“But it’s delicious. Do you want to try some?”

» Posted By wemuma On 02.10.2011 @ 5:42 pm

controller

Take the fucking controller. I don’t want it. You obviously do. What do you mean? You’ve criticized every show I start watching. I didn’t say anything. You didn’t have to because your groan says it all.

» Posted By wemuma On 02.06.2011 @ 7:12 am

suicide

He took the rope and slid it around his neck and somersaulted off the top of the swing set. And gave new meaning to what a swing set is.

» Posted By wemuma On 02.04.2011 @ 5:22 pm

dropped

He dropped from the top of the building like a superhero only to find he was a mere human when body and pavement kissed.

» Posted By wemuma On 01.29.2011 @ 6:20 am

relatives

Relatives are people you love unconditionally. The same can be true of how you hate them.

» Posted By wemuma On 01.27.2011 @ 5:22 am

furnace

She crept down the basement stairs, holding the flashlight in her right hand, while her left hand held the hand of her older sister who’d insisted there was a monster in the basement. We held our breaths as we continued towards the outer cellar until, to her horror and my amusement, we found the furnace.

» Posted By wemuma On 01.23.2011 @ 3:12 am

sidetracked

I got sidetracked by my iphone until I got sidetracked by facebook until i got sidetracked by google until I got sidetracked by twitter until I got sidetracked by the TV.

» Posted By wemuma On 01.21.2011 @ 7:08 pm

sports

There’s nothing worse than walking up to the sign posted outside the gym to find out if you made the team. Your success or failure at sports out there for all to see, as decided by some idiot gym teacher.

» Posted By wemuma On 01.18.2011 @ 4:10 am

edition

She found a first edition Faulkner at the bottom of the pile of books. It was signed too. What should she do? Try to buy it without the owner noticing? Or just slip it into her backpack?

» Posted By wemuma On 01.16.2011 @ 11:07 am

whim

I wrote her on a whim. And it turned into the biggest disaster of my life. The fallout was horrific. Divorce. Suicide. All of life’s tragedies completed in a three-month period.

» Posted By wemuma On 01.15.2011 @ 6:40 am

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