Here is a little something from The Moments After

Here is a little snippet of something that I'm in the process of writing. It's not edited, so if there's mistake which there are probably a lot of ...my bad :)

She asked me a question right before it happened.

“What are you wearing to the football game tonight?

“I’m not sure yet,” was my reply to Katie. That was the last time I spoke to her while her heart was beating. I cried out to her after as her body was slumped in her seat. I searched for her face, but it was inelegantly covered by her hair. I anticipated her raising her hand to move it, although her body was motionless. Her breath was nonexistent.  

I noticed he was quiet that day. Normally, he walked in saying hi and slapping hands with almost everybody. His voice and laugh was stereoed throughout the room. Not that day. That day not a word was spoken. As he silently took his seat in the row beside Katie, I thought to myself why he wasn't wearing his football jersey. Every Friday the players all wore them in anticipation for the game that night. He was the star quarterback. Known by everyone in town and loved by them all. He was just accepted to Florida State University on a football scholarship a month prior to him walking into the classroom for the last time.

Except for him not saying hello, that day was just like the rest of them.

Then, he stood up.

Self-Doubt Go Away

This has pretty much been me for a while now. Hate it...Can't stand it...Would much rather be locked in a room full of clowns than to have it....actually. That's a lie, but you catch my drift.

They all must be mad at me. I can't remember what I did to them, but they need to forgive and move on. I miss them.

Maybe they are in the process of forgiveness because the fact that I'm even wanting to and am able to write this post is a huge step in the right direction. Sad, but true.

I don't know why the major blockage is really about, but I have a feeling that Sylvia Plath was a smart person...

Self-doubt...There's a lot of that in me and I have to try and shoo it away and get some writing done.