Friday, September 23, 2011

Three Days

Below is the beginning of a short story I am writing.

Three Days


A long, graceful wave peels along the point.  A light offshore wind blows as the sun breaks the horizon. Harper sucks in a deep breath, filling his nostrils with sweet, salty sea air.  As he closes his eyes a smile begins to stretch across his dry, cracked face.  This scene greeted Harper many times before, yet each morning like this was new and fresh, bringing with it a sense of contentment, a sense of peace.

Faint voices appeared in the distance.  Familiar, welcoming voices that make Harper’s head turn ever so slightly.  Eyes still closed, he reached down picking up his 9ft weapon of choice.  The board, like the voices, felt familiar, friendly.  The smell of wax mixed with the sea air, as the call of the waves begins to dominate his emotions.

“What you waitin’ for Harps?” jibed Blake as he ran past.

Harper’s eyes snapped open as he set off after Blake.  Theses eyes, nor the rest of Harper, knew he would be dead in three days.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Up for an argument...

Hello... It's been a while.  Yes, your right, I could have called. I know,..... I'm.... ye....... OK!... well now that the awkwardness is out of the way, how have you been?

So after a brief hiatus, I finally have something else to write.  I have just started two new subjects a week ago, one I love, and one I am beginning to detest.  See if you can guess... The first is creative a professional writing, with an amazing bunch of interesting and creative folk, with whom, I greatly identify.  The other is Curriculum, with a drab, dull bunch of sheep the follow along bleating the same old nonsense they have been bleating for the past 30 years.

My week got off to a shaky start with a "discussion" regarding parking at school drop off on Monday, followed by 5 hrs of fishing with only 1 lousy flathead being caught.  The rest of the week has seen me dealing with curriculum.  I troll up and down the discussion boards looking for unsuspecting victims to berate with my self righteous nonsense, but this is all that is keeping me interested at the moment. 

You may well say, "you are doing a Bachelor of Education, and will have to deal with the curriculum every day" and you would be right.  But to you I say "Shut the Fu..." breathe, Breathe...

So did you guess which subject was my favourite?

Until next time...