Blinding Light(Part 4)
The old lady led Emma to the back of the cabin. There was a small doorway that led to what looked like a laundry room. She pushed a rug from the floor, revealing a small latch. A small combination lock hung from the handle. "You can hide down here." The old woman said. She unlocked it and lifted the latch. "He'll never find you down here. I'll take care of him. How does that sound?" Her voice never changed. Pleasant and soft.
Emma started down the creaky wooden stairs. The darkness engulfed everything. The old woman started to shut the door. "Wait!" Emma said. "You should come down too." Her voice cracked. "What if..." And before she could finish the sentence the latch was shut. Emma creaked down the stairs, trying her hardest not to make any noise. She stood at the bottom and waited.
For a long time there wasn't any noise, just a deafening silence. Then she could hear the front door of the cabin creak open and some muffled voices. She couldn't make out what was being said but she could hear a deep voice and the same gentle voice of the old lady. Then the door slammed shut. The same silence overwhelmed everything once again.
This time the silence was broken by the sound of muffled moans. This sound scared Emma more than the sound of the truck or the lights. It was in the basement with her.
To Be Continued...
Harry Potter was the book that started it all... It turned the written words into a real world with real people, whom you could always rely on! 🦉🧙♂️
After the series was over, I was wondering what JK Rowling would do, and I got my answer — the Cromoran Strike books! 🤓
The Cuckoo’s Calling is the first instalment, and today, incidentally, the 4th one is coming out! 😁 Super excited! 🔥
Oh, and if you’re wondering about the name of the author — don’t be fooled! That’s just JK Rowling’s way of “hiding” the book ❤️ But honestly, she couldn’t have picked a harder name! 🤐 When I ask about “him” in the book shop, they never understand, so I always have to into long explanations! 😅
In any case, if you love really good detective stories, you need to get your hands on this book! 🕵️♂️🕵️♀️ It will be worth all the awkward conversations! 😍
The lap desk has moved from my regular desk to its designated location... but I still have a lot of work to do before my room becomes a workable space again 😂
Its #writetogether challenge day 18: where do you think you got your love of words/stories.
This one took me awhile to figure out... but I think I've narrowed it down to two main things. Firstly, my mom (and grandmas) read to me A LOT when I was growing up. I loved listening to stories and imagining the scenes in my head. I would have them read certain books over and over and over because I just loved the stories so much. By the time I could read larger books on my own, I already had a deep appreciation for stories.
Secondly, I believe the love for story was just engrained into me... almost like part of my DNA. I wrote a little bit about this in my very first blog post, Creativity&Coffee: The Pursuit of Living an Inspired Life (link in my bio), but I think everyone is born with this innate desire to create something. In my case, I was born with this desire, or purpose, to express my creative nature through weaving new worlds.
If you're a writer, what do you think inspired you to fall so in love with story? And if you're not a writer, what inspired you to pursue your passion? I would really love to hear (or read) all of your stories 😊
I’ve thought of so many ways to be wild with you. Nude beneath sprigs and ranunculus buds, or fumbling with buckles and zippers, excited, pressed against graffitied, back alley walls. But the wildest way that stirs my mind from its deepest, dreamless sleep, the way that leaves me warm and hungry and clawing my own skin, is sitting on the couch, the curb, riding in your car. When our lips part, mouths open, and we tell all the ways we have been, are, and long to be.
Finally got my books a home. There’s something about a bookshelf that makes everything so much nicer—they say you can tell a lot about a person by what’s on their bookshelf—mmm I wonder what these books say about me, do I wanna know 👀
What’s your Monday read?
#instawrimoday17 - cast your villain. ▪️
I have no idea who this is. It’s a random pic of a woman that I came across that looked a lot like how I imagined my villain to look like. She has everything that my main character, Jisu, once had, -family fortune, prestige, hair and makeup always on fleek, the designer handbags that cost more than a lot of people’s cars, and entitlement. The villain has always gotten whatever she wanted, but not being able to obtain the affection of Jisu’s new love interest makes her determined to have what she can’t have. She manipulates her position to find ways to get what she wants and realizes that Jisu might be the one that is in her way. ▪️
After some new added plot twists, the villain might have to change from White girl to Korean girl, for the story to make sense. Idk yet. Still trying to figure things out. #villain#castyourvillain#instawrimo#instawrimo2018#instawrimochallenge
Hey y’all! 👋🏽I’ve been M.I.A. on the social media scene. I’ve been buried behind my laptop trying to dish out these three books that I’ve committed myself to. To be honest, one has taken precedence over the others. This Spirit Lake series won’t let me rest!😩. I really wanted to take a break from Spirit Lake, but once I wrote the first chapter of book two, the words just kept coming.
My biggest challenge thus far has been trying to write a clean novel with a not-so-clean character. How do I do that? I’ll tell you...just be true to the character. He is who he is, and he will become who he will become. Still trying to stay clean though.🤞🏽 So I’ll be jumping in here and there to see what’s happening with y’all. Other than that, I #amwriting 🖊📜