Nylecoj

Marius, that was beautiful! And I almost missed it! A thoughtful lie on the telephone to make the bed-ridden happy... Very nice.

giraffe

Words and count should be OK

EMPTY BAR STOOL Ch. 2

"Hi, Baby. I'm Regan. What's your pleasure?" She keeps doing that and I think she knows she's making me insane. She can't see me, but she knows I'm there. I can actually see the chills running up her spine when she knows she's angered me (or made me zealous). I can't DO anything, but I can tip over her drink. Watch this. Splat! Looks like you wet your pants, Regan. HaHaHaHaHa!

"Excuse me, Baby. I've soiled my dress. Let me go powder my nose. Don't you go anywhere." She was really thinking that she wished I was there to see her walk in that wet dress. I was there and so was she. I try to whisper fleeting desires but she has to live in the old 3-D. Bummer.

Then she starts yelling at me in the bathroom. "Vanquish, thee! Please stop inundating me with your ghostly horniness. Caress me now or let me live the Earthly joy I deserve."

I wanted to hold her. I remembered when (in my body) I would feel the brink of sexual desire and stop. That wasn't available to me anymore. I can't even eat for pleasure.

I can't feel a massage or any other skin.

"You're a vampire now!" she screamed from her stall. "Get out of here right now! You know what I can do with loin water!"

She can't hear or see me, so I'm not too worried. Uric acid is fatal to all vampires. Forget the steel or wooden spikes and the silver bullet. Throw piss on us and we vaporize like the Wicked Witch. Don't tell anybody.

"Go away!" Regan screamed. "I've put my urine in a vaporizer now. I'm coming out. Get back. Onyx! Joy! Ambiguous! Those are the words you hate. I have my own feast at the bar."

I think she was really ready to do this guy. I backed off because I knew he was my friend. It's his turn next time.



Joy
Onyx
Brink
Caress
Zealous
Fleeting
Whisper
Vanquish
Inundated
Ambiguo us

326 words.

Nylecoj

Giraffe, creepy, but very well written. I like your way to get rid of vampires, it is much easier than any other I have heard of.

Dragon

giraffe, I think that's a good way to get rid of athletes foot too.

marius

Word count-461, use of word-list (sorry Nylecoj)-only one, but you got me writing!!! Thanks for that! : )


The Telephone

I have been inundated with phone calls more times than I can tell. Sometimes I wish I lived in a world that had no phones. Really, I do.

In the old days, when I was tired of the phone I’d wrap it in some towels and put it in the bathroom closet. Even with the ringer turned down, you could still hear it. (This was in the days before phones had the option to turn the ringer off.)

One time Carol was visiting when the phone started ringing. After a while she said, “Is that your phone or is it in the next apartment?”

“Oh, it’s my phone. Just ignore it. They’ll hang up eventually.”

She was shocked. “Well, I won’t mind if you want to answer it. Truly I won’t.” She inhaled on her cigarette and I could tell she was on pins and needles. I knew she was one of those people.

I said, “Carol, I don’t WANT to answer the phone. I’m talking with YOU right now.” But, I was uncomfortable because I could tell this was something that made her uncomfortable. Back then, there seemed to be a rule that everyone HAD to answer the phone whenever it rang. I gave her a moment to digest things and said, “Why should I have to be available at THE exact moment someone wants to talk with me? I don’t even answer the door unless I feel like it. As far as I know, it is not against the Ten Commandments to NOT answer the phone or a door.”

Poor Carol, I thought she was going to hyperventilate but after a while she said, “You know, there are lots of times I’ve answered the phone and wished I hadn’t. Maybe you’re on to something.”

These days we have answering machines, caller ID, texting and who knows what else. It’s funny too because I know tons of people who don’t think a thing about not answering their phones ... but in the seventies, that was rare.

One time my mother got hold of me after calling for several days. She was having a fit. She said, “God gave you a phone for a reason and that reason is to answer it when someone calls. What if someone had DIED? Seriously, what if someone had died?”

I took a couple of breaths, one for me and a few more for my Mom who always seemed to forget to take them. Then I said, “Well, if you called some night because someone had died, I suppose they’d still be dead when you called again the next day?”

Yes, I was a brat and I knew it, but seriously, would the world come to an end because I didn’t answer my phone?

BOOM!

giraffe

Excellent, marius. telephones are like a high-tech umbilical cord. Some feel they have to be connected to it eternally. Imagine how folks like Wagner and Mozart pulled off extremely complex productions without telephones, Xerox machines or microphones. They did it with messengers on horseback and scribes. There's a story in that.

giraffe

And 'The List' and 'Regular Things' seem like the ultimate result of it. You're on a roll.

morshy

Slightly different approach this time. Are poems allowed...?

Joy is fleeting.
On the brink of a caress,
The whisper of a zealous lover
Is vanquished.
A heart, cold
And dark as onyx
Remains.
A rumour of feelings,
Ambiguous at best,
Overwhelms.
Inundated.
Indecipherable.
In despair.
And then blissful,
Merciful silence.

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As for how I came to this site, well I did a search on google for Sudoku. The main site that popped up had something called JigSawDoku on it. It intrigued me. And then I saw ThinkWrite, which intrigued me even more. And then I stumbled upon this particular thread, and thought I'd give it a go. Wish I could say it was something more glamorous, but it wasn't. Sorry.

Doug

giraffe: oooooohhhhhh booooy you did it now! You took my soft paced ghostly love story and turned it into a pornographic vampire killing tale. Shame, shame, shame! Lets see what I can do with one of your literary masterpieces.....lol..

Doug

Ok giraffe, you asked for it! This was a quickie so it is not a well (planned execution) thought out story, but I went back to the last ThinkWrite and mangled one of your stories...lol. just having fun friend...Here it is.....are ya ready????......

ATTACK OF THE GIANT BUNNIES PART 2

“Now we have a real problem, folks. There are giant bunnies hopping around caravan-style all over the country. They are very destructive, so everyone must take shelter immediately….”

This grand announcement on the KSTAR news brought joy to my ears. I had been waiting for this distraction. Giant bunnies hopping all over the country would make a fine backdrop to my shenanigans. I jumped into my onyx colored Super-Beetle and headed out on I-43 just before rush hour. Of course, the thought of “rush hour” and giant hopping bunnies causing mayhem on the streets added just another twinkle to my eye. I was always ambiguous about the sight of carnage and death. Most people would gasp and maybe choke back tears, but I didn’t give it a thought. I feared nothing, not even my own demise which I plan to make a top rated show worthy of Elvis’s stardom or Michael Jackson’s faked death, yes he is out there lurking in the bushes waiting. Maybe he’s the one who set the bunnies free! There I go again losing track of my thoughts inundated with worthless meanderings of brain waves.

Off I go in my bug heading due south towards the zealous herd of killer giant bunnies surely destroying the city by now. The police and firefighters must be on the brink of exhaustion. In my head, I keep seeing snippets of Night of the Living Dead where groups of men carried guns shooting the zombies one by one to kill them. I might even join the cops as I would enjoy vanquishing the bunnies, but I have other plans…

In a thought so fleeting, I had decided where to go. It would not be to caress the soft fur of a lop eared rabbit, but to Giraffe’s house where I would sneak up to the front door and in a faint whisper make little bunny noises wherein the door would open and I would spring onto Giraffe and pummel him until he could no longer “steal” my thoughts and kill my Think Write muses.

Emblem

Doug

marius...loved "the telephone". It is so true...I can't stand phones. My "crew" at work have all those fancy phones that you can do everything with, but I carry around a simple phone that I use to make calls and answer them. I upgraded this last time and added "taking pictures" capability. I don't need to "surf the net" on my phone and how the hell do you text when the buttons are the size of pin heads. lol. My "crew" wanted to see a picture of my new house and not one of them could pull it up on the internet with their fancy phones. So what good are they??? lol.

Nylecoj

Marius I am glad I got you writing! And I too, am one of the few in my group that does not regularly have a phone out. I have used my cell phone maybe twice since I got it two months ago, and I survived fine before then too!

Morshy, poetry is not only allowed, it is smiled upon! Very nice

Doug LOL!!!! "Emblem"!!!!

giraffe

Very beautiful poem, Morshy. Very nice. A feeling came through.

I found this through SUDOKU also. It's increased my business. If you know anyone looking for a sex change, I do them very cheaply in my flat.

midnightpoet

This is a wonderful list, Ny, and I wish I had time to write something, but, alas, chances are I won't. Corner Girl will most likely be taking an extended leave of absence. Right now, I'm trying to finish my semester at school, which includes 2 major projects/presentations and 2 major tests. I'm also sorting through my house, deciding what few things I'm going to keep, and selling everything else. This weekend and next weekend I'm having a moving sale to rid myself of most of my earthy possessions. I have to move out of this apartment on April 30th, and then staying with family until my semester is over on May 6th. Then I'll be leaving here, going to visit my dad and staying with him for a few weeks before settling down in my new home in New Orleans on June 1st. Busy, busy time in the life of the Corner Girl. I'll probably still lurk some, but you won't hear much from me.

giraffe

Doug. I really hope I didn't offend you. If I crossed the line of sensitivity, I definitely apologize.

giraffe

Doug. The more I read that, it sounds like you think I "stole" something from you. I'll just never contribute or add to your works again. I think maybe I'll just stop doing this altogether since I am so offensive. I apologize for contributing and I wish you all my best. I'm out of here.

marius

Erm ... giraffe? Doug said, "lol" and "just having fun." Seemed, felt that way to me, just a playful romp.

LOL, now I'm wondering if YOU, are joking too? (Goes off scratching her head, thinking about bunnies for some reason.) : )

Nylecoj

Glad you dropped in Midnight! Please do come crack the whip if you get a chance, even if you can't write any this time. And lurking is always welcome!!!

Marius I think I agree with you. Doug, Giraffe you two can make up and keep writing, maybe you should intentionally plan a joint story? Lol! : )

Doug

Of course I was joking...giraffe is going nowhere I'm sure. There are too many zombie bunny stories to write.

giraffe: Feel free to use, abuse, enhance, or even levitate any of my stories. ThinkWrite is a "community" above all else and the give and take and sharing are what makes it interesting and fun for me.

Doug

Nylecoj: Grand idea....the two of us co-writing a story. I'm up for the challenge. When giraffe gets back from his hiatus we'll plan it out somehow.