My first blogfest entry is the Show me yours blogfest
I tried to keep both entries short so it will be easy to get through.
Here is a piece from one of my NaNo projects.
I don't have a title yet, its a fantasy piece.
Jude snuck through the window to the small cottage. The charm sat in a clear container on the mahogany table. There were other materials with it, but he only sought the charm. The simple white square with a silver heart dangling in its middle protected any who wore it from danger. He had to have it. With the charm around his neck he could break into any bank, any house, or even walk underwater as long as the piece hung around his neck. Since his trade involved regular break-ins, the charm would pretty much guarantee he succeeded. Oh how jealous the other traders would be if he had it. Everything he ever wanted would be at his finger tips, the prestige of his trade, the money, and the women. Only one person could take the opportunity away from him: Astra, the witch hogging the charm for herself. Funny thing about witches, stealing from them tends to have side effects.
Before his hand touched the precious jewelry, Astra’s laughter rang through out the entire room. He froze. His heart hammered at his rib cage. All he needed to do was snag the piece and run. He reached forward as quick as he could, the cool metal slinked along his fingers. He clutched into his fist and turned to run.
“Silly boy, you must earn the charm. I can’t allow you to steal it.” More laughter surrounded Jude and then Astra floated in front of him. Her raven black ringlets hung in the air. Her eyes sparkled green. A smile clung to her garnet lips.
Jude’s hand tingled where the charm sat snug in his palm. An itching followed slinking on the surface of his skin and circling its way up his arm until his whole body itched the itch no one could scratch. Jude scratched with his other hand everywhere he could reach. Suddenly it stopped and his body floated before the witch. The charm dropped to the floor right through his hand. Jude watched as if it happened in slow motion. Instantly the witch had the necklace dangling from her fingertip.
“There is a price to pay for this trinket young man. I can see in your heart all that you desire. Let us see how far you will go to have such a wondrous gift.” The charm disappeared. The itch returned to Judes flesh and all he could think was to scratch it and make it go away. His scrapped his skin so hard it bled and then there was nothing to scratch. His hand went through himself. The itching stopped. Jude looked down at his bloodied arms and he saw the floor through them. Panic hit him, had the witch killed him? Was he now a ghost? Where was his body?
My second entry:
Elana has given a great challenge that I have every intention of meeting in her 100 words for $100 blogfest
The rules: Post between Jan1st and 31st one 100 word sentence(can stray either way 5 words) only using one semicolon if needed. I think I used one comma instead, so hopefully that does not disqualify me.
Coming in at 99 words is my sentence:
With time and practice I learned how to kiss without leaving a huge mess, to enjoy a sunset with someone I truly care about watching the blues and purples collide in clouds before the end of a summer day and to pretend that if I did not acknowledge something bad it was less likely to exist directly but found a way of haunting me in the end showing me how to deal with the world in a better way encouraging better relationships with my family and friends and ultimately securing my fate as a writer with experiences to use.
