Travel.

The sky went from bright and clear blue to sullen grey in less than five minutes. Everyone was wondering about the extremely sudden change in weather. A low rumble echoed from high above our heads. Small flashes appeared from behind the grey shroud and judging by the erratic movements in the clouds, it was time to go. A voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

“Brother, it’s time to go back home. Our Dad needs us.”

I look up and give her a timid smile.

“You’re right, Sis, we can’t keep them waiting any longer.”

I got up from the grass I was sitting on in the middle of an open field. People around him always say to stay indoors during a thunderstorm, especially when this one looks dangerous. I’d just laugh at them and tell them not to worry. My sister and I could never stay inside during a thunderstorm. We had our reasons, but no one ever asked us what they were, so we just kept them to ourselves.

“This storm isn’t going away anytime soon, unless we get moving.”

“I know Sis, I just hate going from place to place so quickly. We never get to keep in touch with the friends we make in one place and we have to make new ones in some other place,” I sighed.

“Don’t worry, I think Dad just wants us to visit and we’ll be back here before you know it.”

“Lightning doesn’t strike the same place twice.”

“We don’t have to come back to the same exact spot and I’m sure they’ve proven that wrong already. Let’s go before Dad comes to fry us.”

“Okay.”

My hands lit up, which was routine for me and my sister, and began to spark. The skies above became violent and the rumbling was louder. A familiar tingle coursed through my body as my vision went white. I raised my left hand into the air and a loud crack sounded. A heat consumed me and a loud rush of air passed  my ears.

In a second, we found ourselves in a new place. It was so foreign, but the smell of burnt grass filled my nose like it always did. I look around and see our parents waiting for us with open arms.

“So son, how was the trip?”

“Same as usual, Mom, lightning fast.”

I smile.

*I was inspired to write that as I was watching the lightning play across the clouds outside my window the other night. It was a nice thought to dream about before I went to bed. Yes, I’m inspired and I’ve been working on my manuscripts, but not quite on the queries and synopses. I’m still looking at samples and trying to learn from them. I hope to get out some drafts soon.

What’s been inspiring you lately?

Well, if you have any concept in mind, even if it’s just a drabble, just get it out. There’s never any harm in expressing yourself on a sheet of paper. It feels great after.

Have a mind full of ideas, a heart full of inspiration, and spirit full of energy. Be inspired!

Hope you like my little drabble!

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Am I Ready?

This question has been plaguing my mind for the past two months. I honestly don’t have a solid answer to that. What am I trying to get ready for, you ask? Well, like any beginning writer, I’m getting ready to enter the world of querying and trying out my manuscript to see if they receive any feedback. I’m seriously scared to try, but I won’t get anywhere if I live in fear.

I better push myself to start drafting a bunch of query letters and synopses. I’m saturated to the point that I don’t know what else to edit with my current manuscript, so maybe it’ll give me a push in the right direction. I have a feeling I can go somewhere with this writing, but I’ll just have to keep at it and see where it takes me.

I’ll keep writing and following my dream to be a published author. There’s no excuse for my fellow aspiring writers not to try. It won’t kill anyone of us to try.

May you all be inspired!

*I hope to put up more flash fiction/short stories soon. ūüôā

 

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Swamped!

Yes, currently I am swamped.

With what you may ask?
Well, just one essay/term paper (I’m not sure what to call it) that’s due in less than 3 days.

How am I swamped you wonder?
Well, when it comes to writing projects or assignments, I like to take my sweet, sweet time, thinking thoroughly about everything I’m going to put down on my paper. It’s just my excuse to be REALLY slow, just kidding, but I really take my time to make something good. Although, when all else fails, I rush like mad.

Wish me luck! I’ve got tons of reading to do before I can actually start.

Be inspired everyday in every way!

 

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Fear.

is a distressing negative sensation induced by a perceived threat. It is a basic survival mechanism occurring in response to a specific stimulus, such as pain or the threat of danger. Fear is apparently a universal emotion; all persons, consciously or unconsciously, have fear in some sort. In short, fear is the ability to recognize danger leading to an urge to confront it or flee from it (also known as the fight-or-flight response) but in extreme cases of fear (horror and terror) a freeze or paralysis response is possible.

~Wikipedia.com

This is something we experience from time to time, but life tries to teach us to face it. For a writer, fear is a great emotion to use, whether it may be for ¬†the situation or what the antagonist would like to relay. I’m not fond of writing horror or fear-inducing stories, but I do have the pleasure of reading them and enjoying them. I happen to love the thrill.

How can you say a story or a book is scary?

Does it send a chill down your spine?

Does it give you palpitations as you read each word so painstakingly slow?

What was your first encounter with a horror novel like?

Use every emotion you can get or feel when writing or making art. Be inspired!

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Forgotten…

Just something that popped into my head, inspired from one of my chats with a good friend. Here goes…

That day was just like every other day for her, plain and simple. Classes were just about over when the bell rang its glorious melody. She and her three friends were already heading out the door and along the corridor. She was deep in thought about the things she had to do for the evening, when something out of the ordinary happened. She wasn’t sure she heard right, but she did feel something.

“This is gonna be a fun out of town trip, just us three!”¬†She heard her friend say loudly.

“But wait, there are four people here,” she thought. It stung. It was a whole different kind of pain. She couldn’t understand why one of the people she thought was her dearest friend could exclude her like she wasn’t even there. She looked at each of them pointedly, trying to get their attention, but still nothing. She wondered why she was suddenly being ignored by them when they were just talking an hour ago.

She bolted down the corridor, not caring if they called her back, but she clearly heard that no name was called as she left. In record time, she was outside of the school and on the sidewalk. She didn’t care where she was heading or who she might bump into, so she just kept walking until she reached a crossing. She didn’t notice the speeding car a couple feet away as she stepped onto the road. She had no time to even be shocked by the car coming her way.

“Did that car just pass through me?”

 

Well, it’s been a while since I posted a flash fiction/short story (I’m not totally sure what to classify it as). I’m sure this is a common scene/plot/idea in some novels, but I promise I didn’t copy it from anywhere. I’ve missed being able to write smoothly ever since I was on vacation. Now that school’s back, I’m feeling the stress and my creative juices are up to speed.

Be creative! Be inspired!

 

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Hmmm…

I was supposed to post ¬†something last Monday, according to my blogging schedule, but something kept stopping me. It was like when I had the page open to start a new post, I’d instantly forget what I was supposed to write.

Last night, I had an epiphany.

I realized that I got my muse back. Seems contradicting, right? Yes, well, it was because she didn’t want me in front of the computer, but she wanted me buried in a notebook with a pencil in my hand. I’ve gone back to continuing my novel series, working on my second manuscript.

There are some other ideas buzzing in my head, which will be keeping me busy, along with school work. I’ll definitely try not neglecting this blog.

Be inspired today and everyday!

 

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