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Too bad dead bodies don't really get say, huh?I'd call. Any excuse to stop running. Heck I'd stop running if I found a dead bird.
No! Don't call.The people who call are automatically suspects.Just keep the feet flappin'.(Once I found a pile of bones in really hard to reach place in a forest. It was low bushes. I crawled in. I honestly thought about whether I would tell anyone if the bones turned out to be human. Who in their right mind would crawl in there except the killer? Thankfully, after sifting through the bones, I determined it was a deer.)
I'd finish my routine. Nothing can interrupt what I started. Not even dead bodies. Besides, they are already dead, as you have said.On a second thought....I would definitely be disturbed by the sight.
Hoodie:Well, I wouldn't really want one to sit up and say, "Hey, you! The one with the running shoes! Get the hell back here!" :)=======================Jason:Very, very good point. I'm wondering what you were REALLY doing in the bushes?=======================Szelsofa:Disturbed? Me, too. But think of how fast you could finish your run if you were so pumped up from adrenaline! WOW!Angelique
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