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January 31, 2017

Happiness is only real when shared

*Note: this post will be up here until January 31. Scroll down for new posts*
Happiness is only real when shared. — Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild
I like to celebrate the month of January, the month of my birth date, by sharing happy things and since my favorite number is 7, here are 7 giveaways:

(#1) Critique your blog - I like seeing blogs with good content being presented nicely. I will critique your blog's design/template but basically I'm just going to tell you what I don't like about your blog. You may get offended or you might get some use out of it.

(#2) Design a banner/header graphic for your blog - just exactly that, a banner graphic with an image or graphic or text

(#3) Write a blog post for your blog or guest post at your blog - not quite sure why this is even here. I don't actually write anything but fiction but maybe you can give me a topic or something to write about

(#4) An 8" x 10" print of your choice of one of my artwork - browse under 'what's on this blog' at the bottom of this blog under 'art' or any art of mine that you may have seen somewhere else or from previous blogs though I doubt they are still around

(#5) A movie dvd of your choice - preferably under 27 dollars - for U.S. residents only

(#6) A book of your choice - preferably under 27 dollars & yes any titles even the ones I know I would never read in a million years

(#7) A box of Godiva chocolate - this one OR this one

Things to know:
(A) Leave a comment on which giveaway you would like to win.
(B) One winner and one prize.
(C) One winner is randomly selected & will be contacted by email.
(D) Last day to enter is January 31, 2017.

Honesty, I would like you to just pick #5, #6 or #7 so I wouldn't have to do any actual work, lazy-bones that I am but if you are so incline, then take your pick. For questions, email me at lissawrites(at)gmail(dot)com.

January 17, 2017

January 17: Stress

More about the 20 Days of Chill over here

Twitter Fiction: Desserts

Hank was stressed peddling vacation deals he could never take. He chased after old diversions to Oahu and ended up eating desserts backward.

Note: stressed = desserts 

January 16, 2017

Waking up the stars

'waking up the stars'
This week's Creative Tuesdays' theme is Dazzle Me. When I saw the theme, all I thought of is stars so here is this piece. The white she sleeps on are clouds. For more Creative Tuesdays creations, just hop on over to Michael's CT place.

January 16: Selfie nation

More about the 20 Days of Chill over here

Fiction: Relish

Ana happily hit the send button. When it is done, she relishes the thought of everyone from high school looking at her selfie especially the five individuals that she had added special treatments to the emails. The selfie was taken from her left side, her better side. The side where everyone thought was too horrible to capture in a photo.

On the day of the reunion, Ana is the last to arrive. Everyone turns to stare at her as she walks toward the center of the old school gym. She ignores them. She looks for the five individuals that she especially came here to see. The three men and two women stood around like kings and queens in their expensive gowns and tuxs. Ana strides toward them.

The five are chatting about the emails they had received. They appear upset but they stop talking when they notice Ana is there. Ana compliments them on their clothes with a smile. But then she asks if they know who she is but they all shake their heads. Ana just laughs and turns to each one of them and tells them what they did to her in high school. It takes a while but the five of them soon nods their head and widens their smiles. They have all bullied Ana with all the bitterness of kings and queens but they are smiling carelessly as if any real recognition is not needed. This irks Ana more than their forgetfulness. They turn away from her when the music stops.

The police has arrived. They give Ana the attention she wants. She easily surrenders. There is no way she would deny her crime. She wants them all to know she is the culprit, she is the brain behind all those email viruses. She is the one destroying their future instead of the other way around.

As her wrists are being cuffed, Ana smooths down her long hair and lifts her head high. A spotlight falls upon her. She walks through the parting crowd with a smile on her face.

January 13, 2017

January 13: STORY 2: San Francisco

More about the 20 Days of Chill over here

Note: This will be a four part series. Read Part 1 over here.

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Fiction: Mae and Dash - part 2

Maz 'Dash' Herbert knows it is useless trying to convince his best friend Mae, she needs to wait for her parents instead of going to the witch. But as her best friend, Dash knows Mae would not be persuaded that easily, not when it is something she really wanted to do.

Dash and his mother Hannah, had moved from San Francisco all the way to Brooklyn two years ago. Hannah is always working to pay the bills as she likes to put it whenever Dash asks why they keep moving around. Whenever Hannah could not pay the bills, they would move. When they came to Brooklyn, Hannah had gotten a steady job and kept them in the same rented house. Dash is glad for once he got to stay. He met Mae and that is enough reason to stay.

It's Friday the thirteenth, seven days before Halloween, and as usual Dash waits for Mae at the school's front gate. Mae slouches toward him. Her face is pale and she moves like one without any strength but Dash knows thats the way she moves whenever she is in a bad mood.

He grins at Mae and throws an arm around her shoulders and says, "It will be okay." He is short with speech but Mae always knows what he meant. They have been friends for only two years but Dash never have to say much for her to understand him.

After school as they are walking toward Mae's house, Mae suddenly looks up and exclaims, "I know how to get my parents back without going to the witch's house."

Dash turns to her and raises an eyebrow. He half believes her. Her schemes rarely works.

"My parents were teleported away so maybe if I used a reverse spell, I could bring them back." She grins, showing more teeth than she had shown all week.

"Great! But you suck at spells." Dash says turning away from her.

Mae pauses in her step. "I know. But I have to try. This is my parents we're talking about. I can't just do nothing."

Dash nods his head in agreement.

"Come on!" She grabs his arm and starts running.