I am set, I am told to scream... and I do it with pleasure. I get whacked, sworn at, and I'm most certainly not your best friend when the time comes. Yet you rely on me, because I'm always there, reliable... yet at times; despised. And oh, boy can I scream. Louder than you could… Continue reading Inanimate Musings #2 – I am despised…but I don’t care, for you are weak without me.
Everyone just stares at me. Staring, as if what I have to offer, is so great that they have to stop their daily lives to dedicate time and attention to myself. I don't demand the attention, I just get it. Sometimes I just want to be left alone. They turn me on, and sometimes don.'t… Continue reading Inanimate Musings #1 – A cry for help.
OK... So this is the first in the Blogisodes series... Don't take it too seriously as It's only a bit of creative writing... I don't expect this to garner many likes... But if you do like a bit of fiction now and again... ENJOY! It was five in the morning, the Sun was still rising, there was… Continue reading Blog 28 – A Dramatic Little Red Riding Hood Story – Blogisodes
Note: Please vote in the Poll at the end of this post. YOU get to decide what I should write next! I also have a new "project" coming out on my blog very soon, which will be more creative writing but a tad different to The Kidnapping. Watch this space. Here is the long-awaited Chapter… Continue reading Blog 21 – The Kidnapping (Chapter 4)
Have Mercy! "Piedro, glad you could join us" said Drew confidently. The falsely tanned Mexican man tilted his head to one side, pulling out his very own hand pistol while stroking it sensually. It was almost as if he loved it more than anything else in the world, like he had known it all his… Continue reading Blog 11 – The Kidnapping (Chapter 3)
He's Coming *Thwack* Drew swung the blunt end of his firearm at Jason's already-bruised skull. The sheer impact of the hit, knocked Jason unconscious instantaneously as his barely breathing corpse flopped to the ground. "The Fuck, man?! He wanted him alive. You're a dead man, Drew!" panicked Arthur, walking over to the half dead body with his… Continue reading Blog 9 – The Kidnapping (Chapter 2)
Taken Prisoner The battered and bruised, gun-metal, Chevrolet Malibu came to a sudden halt. It was half past 2 in the morning and the only sound present was the hoarse grunting of the half-working engine, which seemed to be one of a different car. It pulled up just outside the only house in the area,… Continue reading Blog 7 – The Kidnapping (Chapter 1)