The gimmick on this contest is to use three writing prompts from the archive of about 230 daily offerings as part of your story. 1500-3000 words, (mine is exactly 3000.)

I chose these three:

One
Shoppers bustled to and fro. Packages under their arms, bags held tightly in their grips. _So this is how the apocalypse begins._ He thought. _With a sale._

Two:
The car engine whined as he took aim and fired - the back window shattered in a galaxy of glass splinters and the snarling loup-garu tumbled from accelerating vehicle. "Shift!" he shouted over the ringing in he ears.

Gears snarled and the SUV lurched but then charged forward. "I've never driven stick before!" Kate shouted. Suddenly the vehicle shuddered again, great dents formed in roof and vicious inch long claws began to dig rends in the metal like it was butter.

Three:
The call connected. "Yes?" a voice snapped.

"This is Fox, chicken is on sale again."

There was a short pause from the voice on the phone. "Not at the grocers at 17th and Vine."

"I only shop at Green Street & Briar, but you have to get there before five, the store closes early. Its two bucks a pound, for your party, I'd recommend thirty pounds."

"Thanks for the tip, we'll consider it." The phone clicked and Fox sighed and shook his head. He slid another clip into his belt, two more knives into his boots, and checked his holsters. Satisfied with his preparations, he pulled on his trench coat and headed for the door.

We are allowed to edit the prompts down to fit into our stories, though it does have to be recognizable.

So, at exactly 3000 words, here is ( Holiday Rush. )

I won the November writing contest on Plotstorming.com.

Go me.

My wedding dress no longer fits.

It is too large. Like, way large.

Woo!

So I wore something else for tonight's Halloween party. Pics to come.

I finally uploaded pics from the awesomest birthday ever, hosted by paintedskies and nakedstage.

( Pics )

I've been called to help write a campy, 80's metal song to be performed by our D&D crew about ... well, D&D. I need lyrics. You're creative! You can help!

I want to work the phrase "I crit on eighteen or better" in there.

( Silly one-liners from D&D )

We’re going to Marcon this year.

We consider not going every year, and then change our minds just after the deadline for the really good pre-reg rate. So yeah, Branden will be GM-ing, I will be dressing up and trying to feel comfortable at parties, and there will be much with the geeking of out.

If you think you'll be there, let us know! We can nerd out together.

A few random pictures from my life await behind the ( cut )

Celtic Woman = aural sex.

Pretty ladies, pretty voices. *ecstatic shudder*

Branden and I just adopted a new cat today. We love her so much and she is sweet as can be. Trouble is, we have no idea what her name is. Suggestions?

( No name kitty under the cut. )

If you live in or around the Columbus, Ohio region you have no excuse not to come and see this exhibition.

"...broadcasting live from above a desolate and still demolished Ground Zero, Olbermann delivered a stirring eight minute commentary indicting the Bush Administration's shameful and tragic response to 9/11."

The article.

The video link.

( The text of the speech. )

Sleep well, fair Queenslander. May crikeys of crocs sing thee to thy rest.



You will be missed.

Hi!

I'm not dead. In fact, I'm doing well. The condo is lovely. My heath is improving. My job is shit-crazy and I'm realizing how much I love it. Branden isn't quite so enamored with the job or the condo, but we go about these things differently. I hate that sometimes.

My father and I totally jerry-rigged my brake pedal after the rubber grommit on the lever disintegrated and caused the brake lights to remain lit. We used a metal clip and duct tape. All is well in the universe.

For the first time in a year, I love my friends. I mean, I love them with wreckless abandon. I feel like I can proudly display the "My Friends Kick Ass" sticker. I'm going to miss them so much when we leave for Seattle. Thinking of it brings me to tears. A year ago, I was desperate to leave everyone in Ohio behind. Now I don't want to imagine being without them.

Cable TV has introduced me to the National Geographic Channel, and allowed a reaquanitence with Discovery, TLC, Animal Planet, and the endless reruns of ST:TNG on TNT. Ah, nerdity.

I'm becoming someone new. Or maybe I'm discovering someone I used to be. I can't really say much about her yet, other than that she works very hard for what she wants. I'm taking up an old friendship with the challenge of life. It's been a long, long time.

Oh, and I fell in love with Revolutionary Girl Utena, but only the last ten or fifteen episodes. The series is great and all, but the endgame is the best.

I'm not online very often and thus not keeping up on my friends list at all. If you need me to know something important about your life and your world, please e-mail me. Or better yet, call me up. And if you need my contact info, just shoot me a reply.

I miss you, too. You're hawt.

I'm putting the word out for a film/video production company. Jain Americas needs to distribute footage of how the forklift operators unload and tally a sea container and drop the boxes. We need to find a production company to film it, loop some voice over, edit it together and help us burn a few DVDs to send to our distributors.

Can you reccomend one? We're on a serious budget here, so college-level is doable.

I just googled a RPG character name of mine and found out Else Cole is a scientologist!

And sadly, I don't think anyone on my friends lists knows who I'm talking about. Except for marrowbourne, dirtylittlecity and denelian, who were all a part of the Mage game, of course. Duh.

X-posted to else_cole for shits 'n giggles. And I stole back my only personal-art-with-emo-music-lyrics icon from her old LJ.

I miss her.

*emo*

Job Opportunity

Our ad on ColumbusJob.com is live and resumes are coming in. If you want in on this action, go here and leave me a comment letting me know to look our for your application.

Jain Americas (my workplace) is expanding. We need a new customer service person. 2 years experience in customer service minimmum. Phones, filing, sales, use of Microsoft Office and Access a major plus. West side of Columbus, 70 at 270, M-F 8:30-5, overtime as needed. Benefits after 90 days. Probably $10/hr to start.

Leave a comment if you're interested or know someone who is. We'll be advertising in the newspaper soon and thus inundated with applicants. The poeple here would rather go through referrals.

I don't really know how to feel about LKH's Anita Blake Vampire Hunter being adapted for comics.

On the one hand, they are starting with the first book and adapting from there, which was when the writing was decent and the story was good, her alternate reality intriguing and fun to read about.

On the other hand Laurell K. Hamilton is such a hack! I hate what she has done to her books and her characters! Anita Blake reminds me of the heroines I wrote for when I was 14! She can do anything and everything and everyone wants her. Oh, and since she has to be spunky and independant, all figures of authority have to give her shit for being a woman. All this on a backdrop of deviant sexual decadence where no one does anal.

I'll be poor Lau got smashed on absinthe at a LARP and some La Sombre threw it in her ass.