i keep wanting to write a new post but i have nothing new and/or interesting to divulge. so instead, i'll make up a story.
it was a warm thursday afternoon in sunny southern missouri. ila brushed the sweaty brunette bangs from her forehead and fumbled for the window button of her 1997 chevy cavalier. it was stuck again. letting a few curse words slip she wiggled the button up and down three times until the window started slowly rolling down. letting her hand ride free outside the window, she sank back into her seat and let the wind pull her palm back and forth.
um... so far this is all i have. i'm not sure who ila is but i'm going to work on finding out. also, i don't know where she's going yet either. i guess that's something i have to think on. it's been awhile since i've written anything and this just kind of rolled off the top of my head. it feels good to make stuff up. =) oh, and also - i'm not really sure if the 97 cavaliers even had power windows. minor detail.
ila is trying to get away from something bad in her past, and will end up running right into it, but resolve, digest, conclude, HAPPY ENDING! LOTS OF SEX!
ReplyDelete... i mean maybe. Either way, there should be lots of sex. It will keep eyes on the page.
i like stories about leaving. i think ila is trying to see the world and even SHE doesn't know where she's going just yet. she's just driving til it's time to stop.
ReplyDeletei felt like i was right there with her in the passenger's seat!
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