Thursday, November 23, 2006

More comfortable...

that's the only reason to open a new thread. I'm tired of scrolling down along that snippet which is past anyway... I'm struggling with poor William right now LOL!!!!

Monday, November 20, 2006

Snippy of chapter 4

I hope you like it!!
Elizabeth Quinn woke up by the distinct feeling of being watched. Refusing to open her eyes right away, she first tried to become accustomed with an unknown mattress under her back and the rather rough fabric of the sheet under her palm. Inhaling deeply, she remembered. She was in that godforsaken town Michaela had chosen to live in. She hadn’t seen much of the place yesterday, better said she had seen it all because there wasn’t much to look at. The streets were just sandy soil and since there obviously wasn’t a sewer system, she accidentally almost stepped into a rivulet of sewage, as she didn’t watch her steps just for a moment. No one seemed to care about the garbage that was piling up in the corners either… She, Elizabeth Quinn, had never had to live in such a poor place and she couldn’t allow that one of her children would do so. The longer Michaela would stay here, the more alike she would grow to her surroundings. The first signs were already there; she didn’t wear a corset, her hair hung down without care and her dresses looked rather ordinary. She had to take her daughter home, back to Boston where she belonged…

A snippy of chapter 4

Well, this is an important moment: for the first time in my life, I post a snippy! Here you go:
Elizabeth Quinn woke up by the distinct feeling of being watched. Refusing to open her eyes right away, she first tried to become accustomed with an unknown mattress under her back and the rather rough fabric of the sheet under her palm. Inhaling deeply, she remembered. She was in that godforsaken town Michaela had chosen to live in. She hadn’t seen much of the place yesterday, better said she had seen it all because there wasn’t much to look at. The streets were just sandy soil and since there obviously wasn’t a sewer system, she accidentally almost stepped into a rivulet of sewage, as she didn’t watch her steps just for a moment. No one seemed to care about the garbage that was piling up in the corners either… She, Elizabeth Quinn, had never had to live in such a poor place and she couldn’t allow that one of her children would do so. The longer Michaela would stay here, the more alike she would grow to her surroundings. The first signs were already there; she didn’t wear a corset, her hair hung down without care and her dresses looked rather ordinary. She had to take her daughter home, back to Boston where she belonged…

Friday, November 17, 2006

Since my part of the brain is quite empty...

...I hope all the great thoughts are loitering in yours!!!! Sigh. That's what I've written so far:
Chapter 4

That's it. Well, it is a start, right??? Maybe my part has given all its power to yours because it wants to celebrate as well!!! A new laptop, yay!!! An essay done, woohoo!! Okay, I'll try now, I really will....

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Will it work??

Since I finally noticed the wrong word order in my previous post I think it is time to find out whether I can actually handle this blog. If you can read that, then I did it!!! Yay!!!!

Monday, November 06, 2006

A new one that I hopefully can handle

This is my second try. I will spread the link for that blog on Planet Bird and will see if I can make it work this time.