Sorry it was a day late.
- Lizzie
- Richard
- Serendipidy
- Norval Joe
- Planet Z
RICHARD
Written off
I’m in a writers’ group.
There must be nearly thirty of us in all, and everyone, with the exception of me, has aspirations.
Some are working on their first novel, and several of the group are already published authors; some are even making a living from writing full-time. We even have one who had a best-seller with a national bookstore chain.
Not me.
I started my novel over thirty years ago, and I still haven’t got beyond chapter three.
So, I’ll just stick to a hundred words, I can just about manage that every week.
Pathetic, isn’t it?
SERENDIPIDY
You’re a pathetic little worm who doesn’t even merit being recognised as a human being.
A loser and a basket case, who will never succeed in anything they do and will leave nothing as a legacy when their miserable life comes to an unwholesome and untimely end.
You’re hopeless: doomed to perpetual failure, and when you’re gone, nobody will care, or mourn your loss.
Why bother trying? You may as well give up right now and accept your fate. You will always be pathetic.
That was my school report at age fifteen.
No wonder I turned out like I did!
LIZZIE
Pathetic. The word reverberated in her mind. The beach house was nearly empty now. He moved on and got offended when she found out. He begged for “a second chance”. But she packed up her stuff and walked away. Deal with it. The problem was, he didn’t want his “new life” anymore. “It wasn’t fun”. Get a house, have kids, go to work, come back home. Suddenly, what he had with her was what he had with the other one. Boring. Shame the beach house was one of the casualties. She moved on. It’s nice to be free, she thought.
NORVAL JOE
“Why did you bring her here?” Sabrina asked, curling her lip. “Nobody wants Lindimindi around.”
Mandi’s mouth dropped open in shock.
Billbert frowned, thinking deeply. “I don’t know. I just couldn’t leave her at her mansion, by herself.”
“You’re pathetic.” Sabrina folded her arms and turned away.
No one expected Patrick to speak up. “No. Sabrina. You’re pathetic. I listened to you when you were in our basement. You were delirious from our sensory deprivation experiment. Did you cry for help? For your grandmother? No! You shouted at Billbert that he was too stupid and lazy to come and find you.”
PLANET Z
Ollie was the bane of Olive Garden. Yeah the Guinness book Record for most breadsticks eaten in an hour. I won’t give you the number because that’ll just encourage you. I mean, you could look it up, but that’ll start you on a dangerous road. Ollie ate so many breadsticks, his stomach exploded, and there was nothing they could do for him, and he died. Unlike Leslie, his wife who had the record for most bowls of salad, eaten in under an hour. She went light on the salad dressing, so it was healthier. Unlike her carbohydrate addicted husband was.