Back to the grind :D(btw: I had such a moment @ ~12:15 this morning. It took me twenty minutes to get one frickin sentence right. criminy on a cookiecutter, yo.)
Pomp And Circumstance Ch4Chapter Four "Pepper, did you say you wanted this sweater?" Lucy asked, holding it out with one hand and readjusting the bobby pins holding her bangs back with the other.Pomp And Circumstance Ch4
"That was Alexis, I think," Pepper replied, nodding to the other girl who was helping sort through piles of photographs in boxes from Lucy's closet. Alexis looked over her shoulder at the bright blue sweater and nodded.
Lucy tossed it onto Alexis's pile of new belongings and moved onto the rest of the clothes she had bought during her dating months with Peter. The three of them had decided that Lucy's next Saturday off was both the day for t
Pomp And Circumstance Ch3Chapter Three Lucy fiddled with the tuning pegs on the scroll head of her cello again, making sure that they were still tight after the hour of practice they had gone through already. Her work had made it so that throughout the hour she had been able to focus on the photocopy sheets in front of her without thinking of Peter once. She wiped at the back of her neck, feeling the sticky perspiration there, and dried her hand off on the thigh of her pants. If this wasn't a real job, Lucy wasn't sure what would fit into Peter's definition thereof.Pomp And Circumstance Ch3
"Mayberry's in rare form today, isn't he?" Celia, the third-chair cellist who sat n
Pomp And Circumstance Ch2Chapter Two Lucy dragged herself out of bed the next morning at the first beeps from her alarm clock. Typically her alarm was silenced four or five times before she found the energy to roll out of bed and get to her day, but last night had been full of more restlessness than sleep and she had been awake long before the clock told her to be. Lucy stepped into the shower, now much less worried about Alexis waking from the noise, and decided that since she had the extra time before her roommates would be up and about she would channel her nervous energy into making breakfast for them all. Her roommates might notice something was out of thePomp And Circumstance Ch2
Pomp And Circumstance Ch1Chapter One An hour later, she was still in the car. Lucy West smoothed back the pieces of red hair that had escaped the clip on the back of her head, tucking them behind her ears, and blew her nose into a tissue. Now that she could see and breathe, Lucy decided it was as good a time as any to go home. Peter had long since left in a cloud of climate-change-inducing Hummer exhaust, after all; there was apparently nothing left to talk about. Lucy sniffled and blew her nose again, feeling fresh tears gathering in the mascara smears. Her eyes itched where cornea met contact lens from her crying and scrubbing and she rubbed at them once morePomp And Circumstance Ch1
Optimism
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Hey, I'm an angel, ok? We're angry all the #$%&in' time.
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I am the one known as Quin, aka alchemyisascience. This is my account of National Novel Writing Month goodness. Enjoy. ^__^
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Hey, I'm an angel, ok? We're angry all the #$%&in' time.
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I am the one known as Quin, aka alchemyisascience. This is my account of National Novel Writing Month goodness. Enjoy. ^__^
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