Dusk to Dawn: A tale of Innocence Part 1 · 4:58pm Jul 28th, 2012
Is being planned. I'm on 250 words already and I've not even started! It's gonna be a great saga.
Is being planned. I'm on 250 words already and I've not even started! It's gonna be a great saga.
So yeah, I'm having problems lately, but plan to get ahead with chapter four of Rainbow Factory soon. MY BRAIN HATES ME!
Nearly at a million!
Estimated Words Read: 828,811
It’s time.
The second act.
I’m ready.
My skirt flows around my feet and I grab a tankard in my left hand. The funny curved glass feels rough and wet due to my sweating hands. It’s not nerves. I’ve done this so many times I could act it in my sleep. Maybe it’s adrenaline.
Ah yes. Oom pah pah! My favourite song. I stand in freeze, tankard up, smile tense as usual. You try grinning when your heart is breaking.
I love the buzz of showbusiness. The nerves as you line up, bowls ready, faces melancholy, caked with makeup. As you shush the idiots whacking each other with props, you feel that worry that the audience can hear you. And then the overture. It’s grand, and a powerful start. Suddenly the ‘dum dum dum dum’ of ‘Food, Glorious Food!’ comes out. Stomping and singing, you’re out in the open. Then… the magic begins.
(Going into first person now. Second is too hard to remember.)