daily drabble...?
So I'm taking an intro to imaginative writing: fiction class in October (when my first term of college officially begins, OMG, insert young inexperienced joy here) and I thought that for the month of September I would make an attempt at a daily 100-word (or more if I'm feeling ambitious/crazy) drabble of something. Having mostly abandoned this journal long ago, I'm pretty sure no one's going to be reading it- or if they are, they're not going to be paying attention, so lj=writing sandbox for me now.
so... DAILY DRABBLE #1
She had suspected for some time now that she felt at home only in impermanance. After living out of a suitcase between places for five years, she realized she could only become comfortable in a bedroom in which the plum-colored plastic suitcase lay quietly in the corner, openmouthed, overwhelmed by the clothes spilling out of it and the dresser stood empty and ignored. So when she got this great new bedroom where she planned to live for the entire year, packed away the suitcase in the storage shed at the back of the yard, and flopped down on her newly made bed in the perfectly ordered room, she felt a twitch of nervousness.
The banana box currently sitting under the mirror labeled "bedroom- misc." wasn't going anywhere, she decided. She needed something to make her feel at home.
so... DAILY DRABBLE #1
She had suspected for some time now that she felt at home only in impermanance. After living out of a suitcase between places for five years, she realized she could only become comfortable in a bedroom in which the plum-colored plastic suitcase lay quietly in the corner, openmouthed, overwhelmed by the clothes spilling out of it and the dresser stood empty and ignored. So when she got this great new bedroom where she planned to live for the entire year, packed away the suitcase in the storage shed at the back of the yard, and flopped down on her newly made bed in the perfectly ordered room, she felt a twitch of nervousness.
The banana box currently sitting under the mirror labeled "bedroom- misc." wasn't going anywhere, she decided. She needed something to make her feel at home.