Sticks and Stones

          And enjoy they did.

          It was golden.

          But, like all good things, it did not last.

          Edmund was beginning to consider actually remonstrating Kevlin, when a frenzied string of blasphemes emerged from the falls. To his utter disappointment, Kevlin realized that Jones had survived.

          Once Jones had sufficiently cursed Kevlin and his kith and kin – past, present, and future – he calmed down enough to explain that he had flown through the thick curtain of tumbling water and landed in a secret tunnel.

         With some difficulty, the rest of the group navigated their way through the falls as well.

It's been too long of a week.  Fortunately, tomorrow is Friday.  Unfortunately, I have a lot of work to do this weekend.  Oh well, c'est la vie.

They Say It's Golden

          After Jones had nattered about the maiden's many indiscretions for the better part of the day, Kevlin had had enough. Recognizing that he could no longer make good on his suggestion of throwing Jones from the clifftop, Kevlin nonetheless grabbed his abrasive ally and, before Edmund or Lennox could react, tossed Jones directly into the base of the falls.

          Jones had but a moment to express his displeasure before being swallowed by the raging waters.

          Edmund and Lennox felt as if they should probably censure Kevlin's actions, but instead, they decided to take a moment to enjoy the newfound silence.

So happy to be getting back into this swing.  The time I take to whip up these little vignettes is among the highlights of my day.  It's hard to understand why I bothered stopping.  Welp, better keep that in mind next time I'm not "in the mood".

Until next time, cats and kittens!

Unhelpful

           Attaining the falls' base didn't improve their prospects of finding the cavern's entrance.

           Jones had once known that admittedly pertinent detail, but the portion of the bawdy story where the comely maiden went into the cavern had been rather uninteresting, so he hadn't paid it much mind.

           The others weren't terribly impressed by this revelation.

           On the other hand, Jones had no difficult recalling, in explicit and rather disturbing detail, the many filthy acts the maiden had performed once inside the cavern. Although this was of little help to the group, he happily shared these details throughout their fruitless search.

It's happening, guys!  I'm back and I'm going to finish this story, come hell or high water.  This is probably a claim I've made before, but this time it's for real?

Anyways, I know that things can come up, but I fully intend to finish this guy up and do more writing after it.  These exercises are just that - exercises - and I have missed them.  Hopefully I will be able to bring the continuing adventures of Jones, Kevlin, Edmund, and Lennox to a satisfying conclusion for those of you who have been patiently waiting at home (please note: it should probably still be satisfying if you've been waiting impatiently).

Anyways, this took me a while.  But it was a good while.  I had to figure out what should happen next and get back into the swing of the story, two nice bits to really get the creative juices flowing.  Let's rock and / or roll.

The Cereal Makes It Look So Simple

            Life can be busy. Very busy.

            Routine can be the best protection against the curveballs life loves to throw. But when things kick into high gear, even the strongest routine can fall short.

            And once a routine is broken, it's not an easy thing to mend. Getting back into the swing of things can be rough. Idleness, false starts, and frustration are often the order of the day.

            It can be hard.

            But that doesn't mean you give up. If it's important, you keep at it until you get it right.

            In brief: I'm back for more. Let's do this.