Another story by me. I’m sure the cover will be different. But should you wonder to close to a certain cemetery…Hmm, you will need your flask at hand. some curses are to be taken seriously, not to be invaded just for pure speculation putting the world at risk.
One day but not soon, I will have everything I want or is that need.
What do I want verses what do I need verses what I want is what I need.
One day but not soon maybe it will happen, but I will not hold my breath, for I am sure to pass out, fall off my chair and hit the floor with my head-along with hitting a few other things with my head on the way down.
How high up is that chair you may ask? High enough that I will get hurt. And there is a toolbox of steel right there that I will hit secondly before the floor.
In retrospect I had plenty of time one time, and some dollars, lol but never enough for the help needed or wanted, but thousand of hours to create what I have written. Oddly enough that was thirty years ago when I started printing down all the clutter in my head, never thinking to number the pages.
But then not soon enough, one day, numbering pages and typing became a thing and all my written work was everywhere! lol And DELETING became my worst enemy. Oh bother. I can not, tell you how many times, I lost all my work deleting things. My daughter was getting upset bahahaha. Oh it was not as funny as I am projecting. But it was a stage I was going through.<<<>>>I knew not what I was doing. LMAO But now I do, I delete nothing and I click on nothing.
But now at my age Blah blah, soon to be blah blah blah, my time for wanting and needing is running out. So one day but not soon enough, I want what I need or need what I want.
I need a literary agent.
My written work to be known
My HOT WHITE alien by: DAVID CRACKNELL
The BUGOID by: TSF
ONE DAY BUT NOT SOON 😦
How often do you walk or run?
Walking and running eh…I walk around the house all day cleaning. Then on no school days we walk to the big store, about eight blocks, then walk around the store, cash out and depending on what we bought…we walk or taxi it.
Hmmm who are we? My grandchildren mainly the 8-year old. He is the one who every day asks, “gramma can we walk somewhere?” Well we do or we don’t-depending on how long I was standing on my feet.
But when we go out to play…You will here one of them call, “gramma run with me.” Lol. He will take my hand and run holding mine, where I do my best as I giggle.” It’s a 16 second blast as fast as I can go, which is not fast at all, I have this fear now, a phobia of falling down<>>>gosh darn it lol. My running days are almost gone 🤨 but I love walking.
The End.
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