Other than Demon with a Purpose, I haven't updated the others in like 2 or 3 weeks. I think there are just times when you're really feeling one story and you just crave to write it! And I'm having so much fun doing it. I wrote a section for chapter 16 and I fell in love. Do you ever do that? Just write something and look back on it thinking, 'Wow, I actually love this. I can't believe I wrote it!'? It may not even see that significant, but I love it either way.
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I hated the feeling of my heart ramming against it's cage. It was a feeling that was generally associated with being terrified of something or that I was in a dangerous situation. I sat in still shock, focusing on that feeling and trying to understand what I had just seen.
The memories were locked in place and it didn't take any effort to remember the life I used to live. There was no strain that I had come to know as familiar. This was me. I knew who I was.
"I remember," I whispered, slowly getting off of my sweat soaked bed. With the initial shock gone, excitement welled up. It was like a dam had broken and now every fiber in my being felt alive. Not just alive, but electric. I had to run. I had to tell everyone!
I threw the door open, not bothering that it slammed into the wall behind it. The dimly lit hall was my track and I ran down it, yelling at the top of my lungs. "I REMEMBER! I REMEMBER WHO I AM!"
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Other than that, I feel like there is a new story in my head that's trying to get out. I've started and scrapped at least 5 stories in the past month and I just know that there's something that I'm not tapping in to. It's driving me insane. Really insane.
Well, that's about it! Much love to you all and I end with a prompt.
Love the sneak peek photo!
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