Thursday, February 16, 2012

If you stare into the abyss the abyss stares into you

   As the author sat at his computer trying to think of something to write he took from his cigarette box one cigarette and then sparked the lighter and began to inhale. For a while he just sat there relaxed and embraced the moment then it hit him his next new story his story that was going to make him famous. It was a about a man trapped a prisoner of his own mind not able to communicate properly  and as a result he he lost all he had. As the author began to type away he realised after sometime that darkness had fallen and he had became quite hungry so he got up walked into the living room of his tiny one bedroom apartment and opened the refrigerator he grabbed his dinner from the night before it was pizza, as he placed the pizza into the microwave he walked out on the deck looked over and realised that he is writing about himself and how miserable his life was he leaned over the edge looking down at the street five stories down from there he could see the cars and the people walking by as they went on with there lives without a care in the world he has thought about jumping before I mean he is 30 years old no girlfriend, no kids, no job, living of well-fare and the settlement money he got 11 years ago for black mailing his previous employer but he knew that wouldn't last long. In mid thought he heard the beeping of the microwave going off signaling his pizza was done. So as he walked into his apartment grabbed a beer from the fridge and then his pizza he went back into his room and sat down at his computer and began typing once again he then ashed his cigarette grabbed another one lit that one up and took a long drag from it and then that moment he reclined into his chair arms extended and thought to himself yes this is the one the one that's going to make me famous.

As the author sat at his computer trying to think
of something to write
he took from his cigarette box one cigarette and then sparked the lighter and began to inhale
for a while he just sat there relaxed and embraced the moment
then it hit him his next new story his story that was going to make him famous

It was a about a man trapped a prisoner of his own mind not able to communicate properly  and as a result he he lost all he had.

As the author began to type away he realised after sometime that darkness had fallen and he had became quite hungry so he got up walked into the living room of his tiny one bedroom apartment and opened the refrigerator
he grabbed his dinner from the night before it was pizza
as he placed the pizza into the microwave he walked out on the deck looked over and
realised that he is writing about himself and how miserable his life was he leaned over the edge looking down at the street five stories down

From there he could see the cars and the people
walking by as they went on with there lives without a care in the world
he has thought about jumping before I mean he is 30 years old no girlfriend, no kids, no job, living of well-fare and the settlement money he got 11 years ago for black mailing his previous employer
but he knew that wouldn't last long
In mid thought he heard the beeping of the microwave going off
Signaling his pizza was done
So as he walked into his apartment grabbed a beer from the fridge

And then his pizza he went back into his room and sat down at his computer and began typing once again
he then ashed his cigarette grabbed another one lit that one up and took a long drag from it
and then that moment he reclined into his chair arms extended and thought to himself

Yes

This is the one the one that's going to make me famous

and then his pizza he went back into his room and sat down at his computer and began typing once again

2 comments:

  1. I really like where you went with this. I hope we can touch this up and submit it to LAD Fair?

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    1. We can do that I wouldn't mind that at all : D

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