Tuesday, November 23, 2010

A story.

Well, This week I seem to be on a roll, so I'm going to do my best to keep it going!

This month is NAtional NOvel WRiting MOnth, or NaNoWriMo.
More about that HERE.
Maaaan, I wish Blogger had a doobly-doo.

And obviously I realize that it is the 23rd of November, therefore making it near impossible for me to write a whole novel. [Also, it is one of my best friend's birthday today... Love you, SJB.]
However, I do love to write.

In grade 12 I took a Writers' Craft class, and I LOVED it.
We were assigned to write a memoir about an important time in our lives.
So, I decided to write about the summer I spent at Camp in 2009.
The minimum for the assignment was 20 pgs dobule spaced...
How long was mine?
60 pgs.
I have continued to work on it here and there because I believe in it and think it deserves to be finished.
Unfortunately, I have lost inspiration for that work and don't know how to get it back.

But this summer, I started writing again a little bit.
Now, I am a theatre kid, so when things happen to me, there's a song in my head.
Basically, in a nutshell, My life is a musical.
And this Life-Musical urges me to do cheesy and even ridiculous things sometimes.
And the piece of writing I am going to share with you now is a recollection of one of those things.

  1. His fingers twisted through my hair and traced the line of my jaw. I struggled to remember to exhale after every gasping breath. Somehow, I managed to separate my mouth from his.

  1. “Goodnight,” I said as I looked into his face. It was difficult to be that close to him. I just wanted to hold him, and run as far away as I could, all at the same time.

  1. “Goodnight,” he whispered as his lips met mine again. My head was reeling. I didn’t care where I was, or that I was already late for curfew. I could feel everything; his heartbeat, his breathing, the electricity that the touch of his fingers sent up my spine… Just him.

  1. “Now, really goodnight.” I didn’t mean it. I wanted to stand there, on the road for the rest of the night. It was too much. I stood on my toes to reach his mouth. The gravel under my feet poked through the plastic of my shoes. I wished he would hold me closer, and as if he had heard my thoughts, he curled his arms around my waist and pulled me into him.  I held his face in my hands as he kissed me. He wasn’t close enough. I leaned in even closer, making my body curve around his.

  1. Thinking was hard. But I knew I needed to go to bed. I kissed him softly one last time. I didn’t know how I was going to be without him. He brushed my hair out of my face, and kissed my forehead. I sighed. With that, he turned and started up the gravel road toward the 600 row.  I watched his figure start to disappear. I began down the gravel road in the opposite direction towards my trailer.

  1. It seemed as though I could feel him getting further and further away from me. I felt heavier with every step I took towards my campsite. My feet reached the edge of the site, and I looked over my shoulder. I needed him. I hated that I was so dependent. Without a second thought, I took off down the road after him. I think he heard my feet against the gravel because he stopped walking and turned.

  1. When I finally reached him, I was out of breath. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held his face hard against mine. He couldn't get close enough to me.
  1. "Now I really have to go back," I said with a smirk.
  1. Then he kissed my forehead softly and walked away from me again.
  1. As I made my way down the road back towards my trailer, The only thing I could hear other than my feet against the gravel was Taylor Swift's voice in my head, singing about fairytale love.  I sighed happily as I realized the song applied to me.

  1. Yes, I am well aware that the ending sucks.. As I was posting, I realized that this was also unfinished so I had to whip something up as I went.
  1. Sorry about that, guys.
  1. Feel free to comment! I love hearing what you guys have to say.
  1. Also, the underline button is broken and I can't un-underline anything. Lol.
  1. Until next time, DFTBA.
  1. Love Always.
  1. Emma Cate


  1. very good blog, congratulations
    regard from Reus Catalonia
    thank you

  2. wait, are you doing NaNo?

    ps. it took me a while to find your blog. It was hidden from me! o.0

  3. Rae- I wish I was! I just don't have enough time.. and plus I just found out about it a few days ago. :P And that's weird? Idk why.
    Maria - Thanks for your support!

  4. I failed NaNo 9 days in.. with 11000 words about.. I just couldn't keep up.. gak! It was so much easier in grade 11.. >.<