Napo 8- SusanWhy did you lock her out of heavenand throw the keyinto the lions land?A beautiful girl enjoyingyouths ignorance;a new fantasy to live. She'd stopped believing, butfaith stays in a heart longerthan a head. "She wasted all her school time wanting to be the age she is now, and she'll waste all the rest of her life trying to stay that age"
Napo 7- Teen of the 90'sI wanted to be Posh Spice because myhair was brown bobbed and she dated DavidBeckham; I wanted to marry him. Ihad no internet and recorded songson the radio to tape, daring topause and knock out the DJ’s droll. I sangto S Club and thought I was the coolestin my smiley faced top and my yingyangfriendship necklaces. You had to know theMacarena not just for weddings butschool discos too and then every steps routineto fit in. Slow dances with boys made mewish again that they were David Beckhamand not greasy teens with bad curtains forhair. They pressed themselves against you beforetravelling to the next girl in leopardprint skirt. Viva forever was merelya fantasy ; one I’d dream the whole ofthe nineties, hoping my teenage self couldfind her inner strength, her true girl power.
Napo 6- IreneShe left you a letteroutwitting at last the greatest.A photograph, filched;a King’s humiliation.In your eyes sheholds the highest.
Napo 5- In the ParkWe can’t forget thesunglasses. If we do,we’ll be conspicuous.
Napo 4- Warrior with painted faceThere’s a warrior with a painted faceand streaks of black across his chest; he standswild with pride. His merciless eyes ignited by theechoes of fallen enemies. He slewtwo hundred men and just scars mark their defence.There’s a warrior with a painted facewho prays to gods mightier than he; he kneelsarms open to implore. He calls upon his armyto pray with him; equals once more. He watchesembers burn before retiring to his tent.There’s a warrior with a painted faceand inside his heart rests a son and daughtersleeping. There is a reason he isa warrior.
Napo 3- Leaving the Train Station Leaving the train stationalone I watch strangers head home.The waves for yellow cabs andstench of fresh-lit cigarettes, I letthe cold cloud white breath.Even at midnight, a long-coated businessmanhurries past with laptop bag bulging and blackberry to ear. Behind me,a clip-clack of heels and giggles-their night hasn’t ended. Across the road, three youths in hoodedtops kick a can whilst eating chips only stoppingas clip-clacks pass them and swoonimmaturity. Swear words exchange.In the ice-wind rubbish travels as if takinga commute, tapa-tapping the concrete. Exhausted I can only wait withwhite breath etching blue hands desperate to bewarmed. Eyes fight; tired andvigilant
Napo 2- Zombie ApocolypseTurn, turn, slow turn. Twist bonesbroke but drag drag behind, pulltug flesh ripped. Shuffle, groan desireonly for blood brains.Undead, unliving, unknown.To survive a zombie apocalypse don’t bea hero. Do not fight marauders withoutnecessity. Attrition; gnawing for bareminimal (lest you be gnawed upon!). Tosurvive ravenous army equip your your wits and an axe.Moan as much as they moan- both sides are hungry.
LiliesDo lilies cry when they wilt?Do they beg on weak stalksto a deity they have not worshipped since raindrops first felland touched each petal; an angelskiss. Do they beg in hope their lives are spared orthat a resurrection can be blessedwith fresh water? Does the sun emerge brighter in death;a ray of glitter,a seat in paradisetheir sweet pollen inhaledonce more.
Gourmet Novel RecipeRecipe for Writing a NovelServes: 1. If you’re J K Rowling, billions.Ingredients- 1 Tin standard cat food- 1 Laptop/Computer- 250g cat biscuits- Paper- 5 Pens, various colours.- 1 stuffed cat toy with bell- 1 pouch slightly fussier cat food- 1 sachet gourmet cat food- 1 bottle of wine, red or white- 1 Wine glass (Large)- 1 300g Tin of tunaCooking time: 2-5 yearsPreparation(Preparation time approximately 10-60 minutes depending on condition of desk and computer speed)1. Clear space on desk. If you do not have respective space for junk, throw on floor. Place paper and pens in clear space.2. Turn on computer and allow 10 minutes for slow loading time. Add 2-3 sighs as windows update informs to restart computer. Restart computer and allow a further 10 minutes.3. Once computer is ready, open up new document. Cooking1. Begin with your plot. Open internet to several pages, use pens and paper to mix r
KFP - Black Dawn Protocol ch.3 Solid Ground 2/2 Tigress gave an order and everybody obeyed. But those words she used sounded almost like a permission to wipe them out to the knot...unless they surrender. Monkey had the controls of the APC's heavy machine gun. Like he said, the controls were easy, it looked like a console controler split in half, with a big screen showing camera image from the gun, installed between those two parts. This whole thing was mounted on a special 'arm' which could be hidden to the side of the seat.The interrior was simple, though solid and comfortable with all the basic stuff contained inside - single-weapon lockers between the seats and strongboxes for other equipment underneath them and also hidden TV screen where all the data and objectives are occasionaly shown. Total darkness was removed by four yellow laps giving bright, yet warm light.Monkey had his fingers ready above the fire and zoom triggers and his thumbs rotating the controller sticks to
On the RunFADE IN:INT. BAR – EVENINGRICHARD STUMP, 30, is standing at a table in the bar, watching patrons as they enter the room. His gaze stops on CRAIG FETTER, 25, who is sitting on a barstool, bouncing his knee up and down and looking around the room with nervous, bug-eyes. Richard approaches him.RICHARDYou a little jumpy there, guy?CRAIGWho, me?RICHARDYes you, you’re bouncing your knee so hard you’re gonna bust it on the bottom of the bar there. What’s your issue?CRAIGIssue? No issue, I’m fine, just having a drink. And these little pretzels they leave on the bar for people to share. Hey, I like your watch, it looks expensive, where’d you…Richard cuts him off.RICHARDWhoa! Slow down there. Don’t you ever finish a sentence?CRAIGWell, not usually. I have pretty severe A.D.D. and I get distracted easily. So where’d you get your fancy watch?Richard smirks.RICHARDI like you, kid, and I have a proposition for you. What say I te
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