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Date Posted: 16:57:19 09/11/10 Sat
Author: 
Myxtress
Subject: Arrrg! Late posting this. But I made it >>>
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Myxtress
's message, "What if I told you…" on 16:38:03 09/09/10 Thu
Sorry for the delay. I completely forgot/got side tracked when I came her to post the other night with responding to Debi, and the DH came home early from work yesterday, so totally buggered up my ten minutes, although I did get it written in what time I had available. Anyway...was side tracked, again, and so this is the first time I've been at my computer since.
So...here's what I got.
September 9, 2010 – I just liked this one so attempting to describe physical attributes
Aggressive. Confrontational. A belligerent stance. His worn-looking jeans aren’t tight, but just with the right amount of give to make one question what’s beneath the material. A well worn, comfortable, muscle shirt shapes itself to the contours of his abs and chest, leaving the width of his shoulders bare to the sun overhead. His focus is absolute, evident in the narrowed eyes and the clenched jaw. Veins stand out in relief on his forearms, and yet, his hands are not curled into fists. Everything suggests contained energy and concealed power, strength that will see him through any task when unleashed.
Imagine the possibilities if all his attention focused o—
An imperceptible twitch of his hand. A glint off the gold band on his ring finger.
How typical. He’s married.
September 10, 2010 – Sort-of-but-not-exactly-okay-it's-the-blond-hair that made me think of Damon. And I could so see Damon standing there like that. So this is what the pic inspired this time.
Karma’s hand shook as she lifted the picture. She remembered the day she took it. The day she came home from the hospital after the first accident. Her husband had demanded she take it, and even though she was hurting, she went in and unpacked the moving box to find her camera, too scared to contemplate not obeying. He had said he wanted her to have happy memories of him and for her to learn that this wouldn't have happened at all if she had listened to him in the first place.
She had no happy memories. She ripped the picture into the tiniest pieces she could. It wasn’t enough so she took them and tossed them into the fire in the fireplace. Edges curled, and instantly the bits were incinerated. She wished her memories would do the same. Disappear altogether and leave her without regrets.
Still shaky, she went back to the picture box on the floor and sank to her knees. She sobbed, seeing the face of her son.
This picture she clutched to her chest, willing to protect it with all she was. Rocking back and forth, tears sliding down her face, she lived a different agony as she recalled Warren's last yelled words to her.
I hate you.
Okay, that's it for me. Anyone else going to play? I'd like to see how different our interpretations are, and I'd be interested to see how much I could see of the pic without actually going back and looking at it. If that makes any sense.
*fingers crossed that next time I come here to post, there will be some besides mine* And yes, that's a hint. *G*
Hugs
Esther
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To paraphrase the little girl in Poltergeist, "She's baaaaack!" -- Page, 15:58:50 09/12/10 Sun
I've been dealing with a major stressful situation for the past month, and it's been the only thing my poor little mind could concentrate on. Thankfully, it's over, and outcome is super exciting. I'm not at liberty to reveal anything right now, but I'll be able to say something later in the week. I can't begin to articulate how bleedin' horrible it's been to deal with something like that and not be able to tell anyone about it. *sigh*
But on to better things, like that dude on...oh, crap, I've forgotten which day it was! Hang on....Okay, it was September 10. And it's funny that Esther saw Damon when she looked at the picture, because she's really gonna howl when she finds out who I saw! *G*
Never in a million years did Katie think Adam would cut his hair. That gorgeous, shiny, thick mane of brown with the light streaks that appeared whenever he spent any amount of time outdoors was Adam's pride. No self-absorbed Hollywood starlet ever spent as much time on her hair as Adam did on his. And now he'd chopped it all off.
Katie knew her mouth was gaping open in surprise, but she was unable to remedy the situation. She circled around Adam, powerless to take her eyes off his hair. Seeing the back of his neck exposed stopped her short; the strip of flesh showing between the neck of his blue pullover and the obscenely high point where the hair now stopped looked so vunerable. Her lips snapped shut at last as her surprise began to evaporate into extreme irritation.
As she came around to face him again Adam lifted his hand and raked his fingers through his hair, the gesture betraying uncertainty as much as the look on his face.
"So?" he asked. "What do you think?"
For a split second Katie considered telling a huge, whopping lie. After all, what was done was done and piling criticism on top of it wouldn't do Adam any good. But telling a lie wasn't an option; there had already been too many lies between them and she didn't intend to start that action again. Besides, what he'd done to his hair was criminal. She had always thought he'd been one of the most beautiful men she'd ever seen, and that shimmering fall of hair had been part of the reason. Now he just looked...generic. Bland. Samson had definitely lost his strength.
Katie shook her head. "I don't like it." Adam's crestfallen expression caused a pang of guilt, but she brushed it aside. "I'm sorry, Adam, but I don't. You shouldn't've asked if you didn't want to know."
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I'm so glad you're back! -- debikm, 20:53:44 09/12/10 Sun
I'm sorry you've been going through a lot of stress and if there is anything I can do at all, all you have to do is ask.
Love the snippet. I haven't had much chance to write anything new, hence the recycled post in homework. Maybe soon...
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Thank you, Debi. And here's the scoop >>> -- Page, 16:22:21 09/15/10 Wed
Last month the company where my DH has been employed for over 40 years sold. The new owners didn't seem to want to change things, but they did seem to be balking on our medical insurance. With the old company, DH could keep his insurance after he retired, something we were counting on. But the new company wasn't sure they would keep that in place. So DH started considering retirement. He's just 58, but with so many years in he could retire if he wanted. One problem, though; if he took full retirement, I'd not be able to draw it if, God forbid, something happened to him. And since I'm quite a bit younger than he is, I'm still a long way from being eligible for Social Security. DH was unwilling to do something that would leave me in such a fix, but if he took half retirement it wouldn't be enough to live on and he'd have to either get another job or cash in his 401k. Neither of those was really a viable option. So there we were, between the proverbial rock and hard place.
BUT!
Last week DH was given a huge (and I'm talkin' HUGE) promotion! All his incentives, including insurance, stay the same, his compensation has gone up, and best of all, he'll be working days now! He's been working nights since our girls were little, and I'm thrilled beyond words that's over!
Lemme tell you, though, that kind of stress is wearing. Wondering if we'd have to sell the house, if he'd have to get out there in this economy and look for another job, all that mess just wore us both out. But now things are peachy, and even better than back to normal.
So now I can write again. I didn't have the desire to even try while all that was going on, but now I seem to be bursting with ideas and can't wait to get it all down! So that's why I was gone so long. I'm glad that's over!
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Brilliant! -- Debi, 13:04:47 09/16/10 Thu
I'm glad everything has worked out for the best. And better still, you can start writing again! My desire to write has dropped a HUGE amount since starting school and I can't wait for this class to be over so I can choose my next class more carefully and take something that has a bit more to do with actual writing, not geopolitics and resistance.
What does that mean anyway?
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Page!!!! >>> -- Myxtress, 13:09:47 09/16/10 Thu
OMG! How stressful! I'm so glad things turned around in a positive way for you and the DH! Nothing like having your whole world shaken up to leave a person feeling like they're fighting a battle. And it being so out of your control like that? I know it's over, but (((((PAGE))))) anyway!
And now this is just me being curious, so feel free to ignore me, but anytime I hear about an age difference I can't help but wonder how many years is 'quite a bit younger'. And that's because, I'm also in one of those situations myself. There's 16 years between me and my DH, who is also in his fifties, and is contemplating retiring. I used to joke around and say I was his mid-life crisis. *G* Now that I'm a bit older, and think about it, I question what's going to happen when he's retired, and I'm still wanting to work. And then there's the issue of our youngest being in Grade 7 this year. It's seems odd, to me, that she is going to be in high school when he retires. Anyway...
Glad you're back!
Hugs
Esther
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Well. Hmmm. >>> -- Myxtress, 13:25:05 09/16/10 Thu
Let's see. Based on my personal preference, I'm not howling; I think I'm about as heartsick as Katie, in fact. *G* How could he? That and his a$$ were what I liked him for. How could he do this to me? And hey? He does grow it back, right????? Superficial? Me?
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