Sunday, June 11, 2006

Slacker Sundays

I'm feeling lazy today. It *is* Sunday after all. So I've come up with a plan. I'll put two sentences up for a story. Then, the next person that stops here adds two more to the story. I'll check back periodically today and add the comments to this post. Hopefully by the end of the day we'll have a pretty good story. It's not the greatest two sentences ever written in American Literature. But it's early and I'm not fully awake yet.

Oh, and let's keep it clean, folks. My mother might read this! ;)

Story:

It was not supposed to be this cold in the middle of June. Jackie pulled her blanket tighter around her neck and went to snuggle closer to Greg, only he was gone!

3 comments:

kristarella said...

She sat up startled, forgetting how cold she was and wondering where he had gone. She listened intently for any sound that would suggest where he was.

Stacy Dawn said...

It came to her on the slight cool breeze coming from the hallway. A small thud, thud, thud. They weren't Greg's footfalls.

(p.s. thanks for the reno info, yep, we're doing it ourselves too...cringe)

hseldon said...

Hmmmm? So, what was Greg up to? She got up, grabbed and put on her robe, and went to investigate.