Sunday, March 20, 2011

What's next?

Hello, my lovely, imaginary readers! Now that I've reached my goal successfully I can hardly believe it's over, but that means that it's time for a new challenge! Keep your eyes open until June, when I'll (hopefully) start a new blog and release a serial novel! The genre hasn't been decided, but it could be anything.

See you in two and a half months!

The Girl in Blue

Stories 100 and 101!!!

Story 100:

Rain ruined our vacation, so instead of going out, we stayed in and discovered a door to another universe.

Story 101!:

He didn't REMEMBER the Alamo. He started it.

BONUS, 3-word story:

"I survived Auschwitz."

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Stories 97, 98, and 99:

Story 97:

April 30, 2011 A.D.
The starship crashed on Earth. The Martian repaired it. Then he left. Nobody ever knew.

Story 98:

Once again, the cowboys defeated the Indians in the famed American West.

Story 99:

Her soul was wounded deeply, yet still she carried on.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Stories 94, 95, and 96:

Story 94:
My head was chopped off, but I survived.

Story 95:
Some of the chocolate cake was missing. "You ate it," said Cal.

"Who, me?" Jesse protested. "I'm innocent!"

Then they both turned to the cat, which was innocently licking its chocolate-stained paws nearby.

Story 96 (and I DO know that the only thing romantic about this is the bookstore):
They met at a bookstore, and it was love at first sight for both of them. Two years later they were married. They lived happily ever after.

Stories 91, 92, and 93:

Story 91:
Ransom approached the machine he was sent to destroy. Or it approached him. The middle of a jungle sure is a strategic location, he thought. If animals don’t get you, IT will.

Soon they were engaged in fierce combat. Then Ransom found the deactivation switch. He pulled it. Mission successful.

Story 92:
Mama had always told him that it was wrong to take something that wasn't his. Now, as he pointed the pistol at the banker, he felt his hand quaver. He knew Mama was right. "Hand over the money."

"How much?"

"All. Or else." Mama wasn't here. He wouldn't back down.

Story 93:
I didn't know that I had survived the invasion of the goblins until I woke up on the back of a unicorn from Atlantis.