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nycwriters · 11-20-2006, 01:21 AM

Add up to three sentences at a time. Only real rule is that your sentence must move the story forward.

Seventeen minutes later, he knew he'd done it. A mischevious little smile puckered the corners of his mouth.

nycwriters · 11-20-2006, 01:42 AM

Seventeen minutes later, he knew he'd done it. A mischevious little smile puckered the corners of his mouth.

He'd done it. He'd pulled it off. She never saw it coming.

trisherina · 11-20-2006, 12:38 PM

Seventeen minutes later, he knew he'd done it. A mischevious little smile puckered the corners of his mouth.

He'd done it. He'd pulled it off. She never saw it coming. And now he could do whatever he wanted.

He watched her chest rise and fall evenly. A tiny smear of blood on her sweatshirt tailed the W in S W O O S H.

dinzdale · 11-20-2006, 01:47 PM

Seventeen minutes later, he knew he'd done it. A mischevious little smile puckered the corners of his mouth.

He'd done it. He'd pulled it off. She never saw it coming. And now he could do whatever he wanted.

He watched her chest rise and fall evenly. A tiny smear of blood on her sweatshirt tailed the W in S W O O S H.

At least he hoped he'd done it this time. He was surprised when he saw that she had come back from the dead in the first place.

Coffee · 11-21-2006, 02:42 PM

Seventeen minutes later, he knew he'd done it. A mischevious little smile puckered the corners of his mouth.

He'd done it. He'd pulled it off. She never saw it coming. And now he could do whatever he wanted.

He watched her chest rise and fall evenly. A tiny smear of blood on her sweatshirt tailed the W in S W O O S H.

At least he hoped he'd done it this time. He was surprised when he saw that she had come back from the dead in the first place.

"How in the hell did I end up in this career?" he thought as he wistfully recalled his mother's often repeated desire that he become a dentist like his father. Drilling teeth seemed fairly attractive to him now as he carefully watched his former secretary and zombie Alison hoping that she would not move again. Although a faint hope that she might stir and explain that damned "miscelaneous" filing system she used briefly crossed his mind.

nycwriters · 11-22-2006, 12:51 AM

Seventeen minutes later, he knew he'd done it. A mischevious little smile puckered the corners of his mouth.

He'd done it. He'd pulled it off. She never saw it coming. And now he could do whatever he wanted.

He watched her chest rise and fall evenly. A tiny smear of blood on her sweatshirt tailed the W in S W O O S H.

At least he hoped he'd done it this time. He was surprised when he saw that she had come back from the dead in the first place.

"How in the hell did I end up in this career?" he thought as he wistfully recalled his mother's often repeated desire that he become a dentist like his father. Drilling teeth seemed fairly attractive to him now as he carefully watched his former secretary and zombie Alison hoping that she would not move again. Although a faint hope that she might stir and explain that damned "miscelaneous" filing system she used briefly crossed his mind.

"How?..." his voice trailed.

Her eyes suddenly fixed on his, an almost dull ache in them ... a hunger, you could say. He took two faltering steps backwards, why had he spoken? She hadn't noticed he was there. He had thought that shovel to the head surely would have done the job.

11-20-2006, 01:21 AM	#1
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11-20-2006, 01:42 AM	#2
nycwriters Stuck in T.O. Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: Floundering Posts: 4,134	Seventeen minutes later, he knew he'd done it. A mischevious little smile puckered the corners of his mouth. He'd done it. He'd pulled it off. She never saw it coming.

11-20-2006, 12:38 PM	#3
trisherina meretricious dilettante Join Date: Jan 2003 Posts: 11,068	Seventeen minutes later, he knew he'd done it. A mischevious little smile puckered the corners of his mouth. He'd done it. He'd pulled it off. She never saw it coming. And now he could do whatever he wanted. He watched her chest rise and fall evenly. A tiny smear of blood on her sweatshirt tailed the W in S W O O S H.

11-20-2006, 01:47 PM	#4
dinzdale King of the špatnýs Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: was that dog Posts: 9,411	Seventeen minutes later, he knew he'd done it. A mischevious little smile puckered the corners of his mouth. He'd done it. He'd pulled it off. She never saw it coming. And now he could do whatever he wanted. He watched her chest rise and fall evenly. A tiny smear of blood on her sweatshirt tailed the W in S W O O S H. At least he hoped he'd done it this time. He was surprised when he saw that she had come back from the dead in the first place.

11-21-2006, 02:42 PM	#5
Coffee Cheeses Save Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Floating Posts: 9,204	Seventeen minutes later, he knew he'd done it. A mischevious little smile puckered the corners of his mouth. He'd done it. He'd pulled it off. She never saw it coming. And now he could do whatever he wanted. He watched her chest rise and fall evenly. A tiny smear of blood on her sweatshirt tailed the W in S W O O S H. At least he hoped he'd done it this time. He was surprised when he saw that she had come back from the dead in the first place. "How in the hell did I end up in this career?" he thought as he wistfully recalled his mother's often repeated desire that he become a dentist like his father. Drilling teeth seemed fairly attractive to him now as he carefully watched his former secretary and zombie Alison hoping that she would not move again. Although a faint hope that she might stir and explain that damned "miscelaneous" filing system she used briefly crossed his mind.

11-22-2006, 12:51 AM	#6
nycwriters Stuck in T.O. Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: Floundering Posts: 4,134	Seventeen minutes later, he knew he'd done it. A mischevious little smile puckered the corners of his mouth. He'd done it. He'd pulled it off. She never saw it coming. And now he could do whatever he wanted. He watched her chest rise and fall evenly. A tiny smear of blood on her sweatshirt tailed the W in S W O O S H. At least he hoped he'd done it this time. He was surprised when he saw that she had come back from the dead in the first place. "How in the hell did I end up in this career?" he thought as he wistfully recalled his mother's often repeated desire that he become a dentist like his father. Drilling teeth seemed fairly attractive to him now as he carefully watched his former secretary and zombie Alison hoping that she would not move again. Although a faint hope that she might stir and explain that damned "miscelaneous" filing system she used briefly crossed his mind. "How?..." his voice trailed. Her eyes suddenly fixed on his, an almost dull ache in them ... a hunger, you could say. He took two faltering steps backwards, why had he spoken? She hadn't noticed he was there. He had thought that shovel to the head surely would have done the job.