David lay on his back, head resting on his folded arms, watching sunbeams scatter through the little holes in the roof of the tree house. He tried to ignore the way his sweaty shirt clung to his skin. The air was stagnant in the confined space, but it was way better than being outside where the sun burnt down mercilessly. He could tell that his two ( Read more... )

Another exercise for the NaNoWriMo calendar.

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I really loved this exercise from our nano calender: Take the lyrics of a famous song and change them into something entirely different. It should still fit to the melody, though. This one is for one of my favorite songs from Simon and Garfunkel.
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Okay, so I'm learning about blogging now. First entry, yay! This one was written for the nanowrimo calender 2011. The poem was inspired by the sentence "Death was last seen in the auction room, looking worried." It's dedicated to the famous Howard Phillips Lovecraft.

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