Friday, December 3, 2010
R.I.P. Ron Santo
Monday, November 29, 2010
R.I.P. Leslie Nielsen
Friday, November 26, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Quick Update!
Monday, November 15, 2010
Daily Work: Expanding on First Draft!
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Writing on Sunday
Saturday, November 13, 2010
OKAY, bookworm!
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Must... write... MOAR!!
*The book about superheroes who are killed by the government needs a title. Period.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Bi-monthly!
Saturday, May 29, 2010
SWEET MOTHER ****!
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Bi-weekly!
“The most popular and most powerful spell,” Mattison said, in the children’s bedroom where they were safe, “as you know, is Anate Maroke. This spell can be used not only for transportation, but for many other things as well.”
“Are you saying we could just say THAT to convince our parents to come back with us?” Max asked.
Mattison shook his head. “I’m afraid that you can’t learn that as a spell until you are Star Keepers, unfortunately… but the first spell I can teach you is a basic mind control spell.”
The room fell silent. They all thought that the idea of controlling people’s minds was kind of creepy.
But Max had a smile on his face. “Don’t… even… think… about… it!” Becky said sternly.
“I can be even MORE in charge than when Danny originally put me here!” Max argued.
“If you do,” Dan threatened, “I can always demote you to ‘Mister Food Feeder Man’.” That made Max shut up.
Mattison closed his eyes and mumbled a few words to deactivate his magical abilities. After all, he didn’t want to be thinking bad thoughts about the new Keepers while saying a mind control spell.
“To unlock your powers,” he said, “you must say the word for ‘key’, which is ‘koroma’, followed by the word for mind control, ‘kodozi’.”
The children repeated. Mattison suddenly looked very stiff. His eyes were opened very wide, and his pupils were contracted. He blinked and said “I… am… just… kidding!” then giggled a little bit.
“However, Max needs to work a little more on it; it was not yet fully unlocked for him. I will stay here with him, while you two go to confront your parents. Be sure to think of the command so that it can enter your parents’ mind without you saying it out loud to Anta Matzu.”
“We will,” Becky said. She turned to Max and said, “This is work, not torture, okay?”
“Okay!” Max shouted. He felt really misunderstood now; he NEVER thought work was torture! Admittedly he wanted to practice in real life, but he stayed behind anyway.
Uh, yeah, sorry about the spacing, I have now idea how to fix that. What does it mean? Find out in about two weeks!
...Give or take a day!
Monday, February 15, 2010
Oh right, I have a blog.
Sara sighed. “Yes,” she replied. “And I suppose you’re working for the Organization?”
“I don’t want to kill you,” Ken answered. “No, I want to truly love you. I know that if I tell them I saw you, I’ll die… but they use never-failing lie detectors to tell whether or not someone really saw one of you.”
“How do you know that it’s ‘never-failing’?” asked Sara.
“Because,” answered Ken, “I’ve seen it happen. And liars are killed, too. But I would rather have to die for you than have to see you die. If just one kiss—just one little kiss—will kill me, you may as well consider me a dead man now.”
Sara was deep in thought. Then she lowered her voice to a soft whisper, very gentle and calm. “It doesn’t have to be that way,” she assured Ken. “Neither of us has to die. I can work it out; all you need to do is look at me…”