The Shed

reply to post by Gordi The Drummer


Thank you Gordi.

Huge hugs!

I've been tearful all week.

Your turn. No ogres though!

Night Star loved the feel of the cool rushing wind through her hair. "I suppose it's rude not to join in the party." she said to WindStorm. "The ferrets will be there and I heard something about a gerbil." she continued. Wind Storm spread his leathery wings and coasted for a while before landing.

What the hell was that Cody was carrying around and playing like a guitar? Such strange things in this realm, she thought. And why was True Brit still wearing bunny slippers? She greeted the guests that had arrived with a hug and kiss then remembered she and Wind Storm baked a huge cake for everyone. She rushed into the kitchen to make sure it was still there and in one piece. Thankfully it was.

reply to post by jacygirl


Evening madam.

I trust you had a good day? Was it still snowing when you got on here?

TDawgRex
reply to post by HomerinNC

 

Coming soon on FOX. "GrillMasters Battle Royale!" Now that would be a grilling show I could watch. A little WWE and a bit of grillin' and probably lots of blood.

*Stabs Homer in his Tong hand with my Battle Fork*

Stop sprayin' me! Jane! Make him stop!

edit on 27-2-2014 by TDawgRex because: (no reason given)

Just to let you know

My wife is South African

South African Brie etiquette



Just saying

Cody

reply to post by Tsu322


OMG?
Tsu? That was amazing! So beautiful...so sad....so real!!
I just cannot believe the talent!
I see a collaboration in the making. Perhaps I will take the story so far...and then characters can take turns, writing from their perspective? Or I can keep going, and anyone who wants to participate, can start their versions?

I don't feel worthy of the praise, when it's obvious that everyone here is witty and talented. Why can't I find people like you in real life? I can't even imagine (or remember?) what it's like to be in the company of others, and enjoy it so much.

Thank you for posting that Tsu!
(Has anyone seen Night Star today? I might have missed her, but I'm a worrier, lol)

Edit: Crap, I missed a lot. Okay, go back and forth, and edit it in. Gordi!!! YES!! Wear all that gear AND the kilt! Please? Pretty Please?

TrueBrit: Hi! A blizzard! A freaking blizzard today! I went out in it to have lunch with my daughter, but it was apocalyptic!!

(gotta go back and read Night Star, lol....now she's here)

That has SCOT to be GORDI!

It was a dark, damp and windy February the tenth, when I first came across a rather odd fellow...
Tall, with long hair and a beard, he was wearing a suit and red tie, which looked somewhat at odds with his tattered old trainers!
He was mumbling to himself, as he emerged from the trees and made his way up the garden path to.... a magnificent rainbow coloured house!
One that, curiously I had never ever noticed before?
"Bloomin Valentines!" he said, "It should be for ALL of us... the SINGLETONS, the honourable lonely... I CLAIM IT BACK!!!"
I stood speechless, motionless, for I had - not one minute before - just poured myself a glass of "The Singleton" finest Scotch Malt Whisky, and wandered out into the garden to enjoy it, during a brief break in the rain, (when the air smells of wet grass and clouds!)

What a co-incidence I thought to myself...
"It's NO co-incidence" the strange fellow grumbled, as he disappeared up the stairs and straight through the door.
He left it wide open...

"Er... hello?" I said.. but he had already gone inside.

It was then that I heard the voices, (OH, NO!! IT'S HAPPENING AGAIN!!!! I thought..LOL but no..) they were coming from the rainbow coloured house.
There was Laughter, singing, jokes and such a wonderful congregation of muffled giggles and the occasional canadian "SNORT" (LOL) that I couldn't help but wander forth to investigate!

At the doorway, I was greeted by a tall, slim, beautiful, dark-haired lady... who just said "Oh good, you made it... I hope you brought your guitar with you?? We'd like you to write our theme song!"
I was mystified.... who was she? and how did she know that I played... anything??? let alone the guitar??

She smiled and motioned with a confident nod of her head, towards my left hand... It was MY GUITAR! "But, but... I didn't bring my... I mean... i was just walking..." I stammered.
"It's OK" she smiled, "You're home now. Let me introduce you to the gang..."

Cody, I'm afraid to watch that video...it looks like it might be gross!

Night Star and Gordi: HELL YEAH!! I am loving this! Write more, write more!!! And Tsu...how about you, True??
Oh this is great! Everyone's perspective of the same events! Brilliant!!

*grabs popcorn bowl*
It's empty.
*looks a ferret*
Ferret shrugs.
*goes to kitchen for munchies*

jacy

reply to post by jacygirl


Thank you Jaky!

It was so much fun, thank you for the opportunity to get it all down. I can't wait to see what the others come up with!

Personally I think we should all have a go, wrap it up as a manuscript and email it to Amazon Kindle. There has to be someone here that knows the ropes.

reply to post by Tsu322


Actually someone just messaged me the name of a member here who is published. Suggested I contact him/her for a little assistance. I'm too busy thinking "it's not worthy" right now.
But seriously, if anyone with any ties to 'the biz' wants to tell us that yes this could be published? Then c'mon in and let's talk, lol.

jaky

My business partners wife wrote a self-help book, and published it herself on... amazon I think?
Download it for a pound or thereabouts? Something like that.
Not sure how she went about it, but I could ask?

I am off for a well earned bath.
Loving the shed.
Loving the story telling.
Might pop back when I'm clean/relaxed!

G

reply to post by Gordi The Drummer


Gordi...wow, this is crazy, lol. It's all high-tech now.
When I think of publishing a book, I still think of paper...book tours...you know, old school!
Do you really think this would be worthy? I'm afraid that anyone who hasn't been following along wouldn't understand...especially the humour.
jacy

Enter TrueBrit:

He sat in silent shadow, broken, sick of it all, sick of the world, life, sick of the day that rapidly approached. He could not shake the weariness that had settled about his shoulders, that made his long hair sit lank against his head, like a greasy rag. His whole persona had been shattered, scattered far and wide across the landscape of his Id.

Then he saw something which caught his eye, and sparked his passion, and in no time at all ,with his old friend the fuel of rage he burned, and burned. He jumped in the shower. An hour of scouring his tired body, cleansing his knotted hair, clearing the streaks that had been left by the salt of a thousand unwiped tears from under his eyes, and the uncountable drops of rum that had stained his beard, refreshed him. "To battle!" He cried. "I shall require armour" he announced to himself, quite aware that he was probably insane by this point, if not before, then certainly now.

He stepped into his darkened room, and selected a jacket, shirt, and red tie from his wardrobe. He dressed in ever present darkness, drawing the absence of light around him like a smock, ready for war against the shallow joy of the ignorant...

Ready for the impending doomstorm to come, he planted his banner in the ground, and gave his warcry, his mission statement, and dared all who felt the aching torment to join under his flag. Then he spotted a structure on the horizon, previously hidden in a thick mist. He saw it though it was buried not only by mist, but by dense forest, but a fleeting glimpse was enough. " I will be back in a minute lads" he said to the group of malcontents which had assembled with him.

He set off in the direction of the apparition in the forest. As he drew nearer, he could swear he saw fluttering, swooping, reptilian shapes in the air, long absent from the realms to which he was accustomed. Quite contrary to the foreboding he expected, the sight lifted his spirits, despite the myths surrounding what he was sure were dragons. As he moved closer, the silver sound of heartfelt laughter slashed at his heart from the structure ahead. Staggering under the blow, he observed that the structure was quite unusual in its architecture, not to mention possessing a colour scheme, which although it would have been garish under any other circumstance, seemed natural, even amongst the forest tones with which it was surrounded.

Music, simple yet joyful thrummed from the structure, sending him reeling from its honesty as if hit by a maul. He kept his feet through sheer will, and continued. With each step forward the resistence was greater, but with each step his heart grew less heavy, and joy began to step into the places being vacated by loneliness. Before long he reached the building, a small looking, rainbow coloured thing it was. It seemed to hold more life within it, than there could possibly be room for. He held out a hand, and touched the nearest wall...A hundred thousand shadows, broken parts of his mind and his soul flew from him like rats before an all consuming flame, smashing together, colliding, and transmuting, before disapearing like whisps on a breeze.

"Oh... well... thats alright then!" He said, and knocked on the door.

reply to post by Gordi The Drummer


Brilliant Gordi!

WOOHOO!!!

Welcome home dear! I'm almost in tears here myself. It's all good!

reply to post by TrueBrit


Oh dear God...you can't stop THERE!!!
Seriously!
Look at the magnificent writing that is flowing from everyone! Pure genius.

I really love this idea, about us all writing the same place/events, but each from our own character's perspective. There is something very soulful in the thought that we are all reaching out from around the world....to create a story that is uniquely our own.
I'm quite touched. Soul family indeed.

jacy

Splendiferous!
Rainbows
Jane

reply to post by TrueBrit


This is just sooo beautiful.

Hi All,

Had to go to the doc today, to make sure I am healing correctly. Got the Okie Dokie. So I will be going back to work tomorrow.

I finally got all caught up. Wow, Some great writing here. I got a little teary eyed myself.

I have had a very long day so once again I will be going to bed early. If I wake up later I will check in, otherwise I wish all a good evening

I will see you all tomorrow.

Blessings to all.

Peace,
Crappiekat

P.S. When I do eat meat I love it as raw as I can get it without getting sick. But Wienies aren't bad with some char on them. And I love potato chips with ketchup and mustard on them. When I am feeling better I would love to cook you all one of my favorite comfort meals.
That is of course if Jane doesn't mind me in her kitchen.

reply to post by crappiekat


Aww, *hugs* crappiekat!
Better late than never!

Glad you're healing well, that's always good news!
Go and have that well deserved rest!
(there was a lot to read, huh? I know...quite the group of writers here...)

Until tomorrow,
jacy

reply to post by crappiekat


That's brilliant news! I'm very happy for you, as I'm sure everyone here is.

Huge hugs for you!