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Chapter Teaser

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Hello Villagers,

I got a little sidetracked and ended up starting another chapter because all these idea’s began flowing like rushing current. below is an example of one of my chapters. Again I would enjoy some feedback.

Julia shivered as the crisp air massaged the back of her neck, finding her way to the beach; she kicked off her flip flops and sank her feet into the ice cold water. Holding her breath, her hand’s shivered. She pushed out the air from her lungs, quivering with each release, and began walking deeper into the water. She felt alive for the first time in a long time, she missed the ocean. She and Sean vacationed to The Hampton’s every summer to get away, and be inspired. She was an artist; a painter. The ocean was where something buried inside her came to life. Staring out and down at the water, she was now waist deep. Her limbs numb not noticing the biting temperature of the water anymore. Breathing in, the smell of salt and brine tickled the inside of her nose; she could taste the salt at the tip of her tongue with hints of sea weed. Listening to the low waves pushing onto the beach, she wiggled her toes deep into the sand feeling the grains dancing around her legs.

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NaNoWriMo

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Hello Villagers,

I wanted to announce that I’ve decided to take the challenge of NaNoWriMo
“National Novel Writing Month” Basically it starts in November, and I write a novel in a month!( I encourage all to check it out, its free) writers are allowed to start now, and I need to average at least 1000 or more words a day! isn’t that insane?
Below is a Teaser of my Prologue(which could change, like I said a teaser) its about 488 words, and I have chapter One started that a little over 1000! Honestly I have no title for my book-to-be yet, it will be a surprise, also I would love some feedback on this teaser I posted. Thanks a Million Villagers!

Julia Montgomery has hidden away, in a small town in Connecticut by the name of Britter Cover. Hiding from family and friends telling no one where she has gone; hoping that someday her heart will be mended from her tragic lost love.
Once a strong successful women Julia has now found herself alone filled with grief bartending in this small town and filled with the memory of the last time she held Sean’s hand as he closed his eyes , and his body became lifeless on that hospital bed. Battered and bruised inside and out, Julia was in shock unable to accept she would never see her fiancés face again, feel his touch, or hear his whispers in her ear, so she ran.
She never forgave herself she thought it was her fault, they should have stayed home that night, the rain was too heavy and the roads were too dark. Julia had just received a call from the bank approving her and Sean for a loan for small space her and Sean had their eye on for her art gallery, Sean insisted on taking her out that night to celebrate but It all happened so fast, Sean couldn’t see that deer standing in the middle of the road, the car rolled and everything went silent in slow motion she could hear Sean scream echoing in the darkness, his green eyes lit up reflecting off the review mirror, pupils completely dilated and then it was black.
Waking up confused, in a hospital bed she screamed out for Sean. Looking her left there he was lifeless; eyes closed his chest slowly rising but no other movement. She screamed his name rising from her bed, shaking; stiff and battered she ripped out her IV as doctors and nurses rushed into the room holding her back as she reached out for him, trying to push them away she was too weak, yelling, and sobbing she felt pressure swell to her head, again everything went black.
This time waking up, through her groggy eyes she could see a women, and feel a slight grip on her hands, it was her sister, Emily; sobbing, and preying under her breathe. Julia let out a sigh every muscle on her body ached; her sister sprang to life, calling the doctors in again.
It was all a blur, her sister was still sobbing, the doctors, and nurses where talking to fast, their voices fading in and out. She looked to her left calling for Sean, but all she could see was a blurred lifeless shadow, motionless through the curtain. She looked at her sister feeling dizzy, tears running down her face from her swollen eyes, rippling over her lips like small waterfalls, everything went silent focusing on her sister bleak face she squeezed her hand, leaning in she whispered in her ear “he’s gone, I’m so sorry, he’s gone” … it echoed in the whole room “he’s gone”. Julia couldn’t breathe.

By T.Carrier
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Frenzy Fall

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I’ve posted the photo of myself above, not to be self-indulgent as if to say “look at me” Honestly there’s not much to look at besides the fact I just cut of at least 12 inches of hair! I feel lighter, as if i could float away? No, no, ha; but It’s a change I thought I would share.

Anyways, Fall as always has been beautiful, and inspiring I love sweater weather, but on that topic, I really need some new sweaters! ha ha. I’ve been thinking about writing excessively, but honestly, haven’t been doing any. I would love to share something about my ” book?:” But I can’t, I have not wrote a word to share, and I have misplaces the USB drive I kept my writing on during our move; How frustrating, right? Maybe it’s a sign to start over I wasn’t really sure where I was going with my writings, it just felt like jumbles of word vomit that was spiraling into a wall; villagers have you ever felt that way? what are some tips to get out of that “vomit-funk”?
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I do call this blog, the cat shack, here’s one of my kitty’s, this is mister Sam, can’t you get lost in those golden orange eyes?
I’ve been trying to lose weight and have been doing pilates, and yoga he always loves to join in! I have a long way to go, I injured my Achilles tendon (and I just joined the gym) again, fustrating, so I can do some basic yoga and Pilates and a medium paced walking it okay, but no big cardio that I’ve been hoping for!

Any who, Namaste villagers, and YES it’s thanksgiving weekend here in O’Canada! Happy thanksgiving, I’m thankful for being a part of this beautiful world, my family, my friends, and my love David.

Here is a photo of mine and Mr. Daves Feast! (now you know why he loves me)
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Maternal Monday’s

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Good Morning, Bloggers!

Is everybody as enthusiastic, that it’s Monday as I am? (I’m typing this with complete sarcasm and eye-rolls) I thought today would be a superb morning to sleep in before having to fully rejuvenate my brain to get in work mode for 230pm (yes I work late hours!)…However this is not the case 7:20am I’m awake, children in the hallway; laughter, jumping, and screaming! Hey it’s an apartment I’m use to that by now, right? I close my eyes only to have the constant urge to throw off my blanket and do some laundry, HONESTLY BRAIN? At the sound of children you crave laundry, maternal instincts much?

So there I am basket full of clothes taking the elevator to the 2nd floor listening to whispers of the busy apartment building as I pass each floor.

In the laundry room, my first machine of choice eats my change, “FANTASTIC” I think.
Now after all the washing is said and done, and about an hour of waiting for the dryer goes by, I reach into the dryer only to find that my clothes are COMPLETELY damp, Just great! So $4.50 later I’m hanging damp clothes in our spare room! I still think to myself “If this is the worst thing that happens today, I’m In the clear”

On a positive, more productive note, I did focus on my “to be” novel this morning, and got some writing in! Well Bloggers time to hopefully get a nap in!

People Watching

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While, out and about on a beautiful day, my girlfriend and I found ourselves at Starbucks, enjoying some iced tea chatting, people watching, and chatting about people watching at Starbucks. I smell coffee, hear slight chatter, and observe young writers,old writers, students, working away on their novels, essays, maybe even a thesis or two!
This had us chatting about how we use to write. this made me think about a novel I once started a few years ago and did not finished due to my computer being stolen, and the only copy of my writing was on that computer(How bright was I?)…nonetheless,I’ve decided I’m starting a novel this year! I may not finish it this year but it will be an exciting challenge! I already have 147 words…here’s to 147 more!