I should just admit defeat right now, instead of thinking I can possibly post things consistently on the proper day. Obviously, Throwback Thursdays are supposed to happen on Thursday. But thank heaven for Forgetful Friday (yes I did just make that up), because that is when I get to post things that I should have posted before, but forgot to.
Soooo, here are Thursday's throwback snippets. These come from 2008, when I was twelve.
The Mystery in the
Lagoon
Two hours later they
pulled into a long tree lined driveway. At the end was a giant white house. It
was really old and had a large porch. There were trees on all sides. Sarah saw
a movement at one of the many windows. She stepped out of the car and pulled her
suitcase out of the trunk. A silver haired woman dressed in a dark skirt and a
white blouse appeared on the porch.” Hello Debbi, Mike.” She looked at Sarah.
“Sarah,” she said stiffly, “I’m your aunt Margret.”
From this piece I can tell you that I was absolutely obsessed with a book called Christina's Ghost. That is where I got the inspiration for the house and scenery, and Aunt Margret is the aunt version of the uncle in the book. I also clearly was thinking of her more as a great aunt than just an aunt, because she's old, and Sarah's dad (who is supposedly Margret's brother), is young.
Keoma
My name is Alex Smith, and I’m going to tell you a story about a
horse.
I just watched Flicka for the first time. If I would have continued and typed up all three pages I got wrote of the story, you would know that.
Kipp
That meant either the ship had gotten hopelessly lost, or she
was stranded on an uncharted island. Unfortunately, she found the latter option
more likely. She dumped out the rest of the bag. A whistle, rope, matches, half
a peanut butter n jelly sandwich, and a bottle of coke in her lunchbox. Not
much.
I always just call this one Maddie Lewis (I promise, I did not get her name from mine...please believe me) But the 'official' title page that I drew for it says it is called His Love Endures Forever, so....
“Say what you want ‘bout me, but mark me, one more cruel word
toward Nathan and I’ll shove you outta this buggy.” Maddie was furious.
“What a rebellious girl. Yelling at and threatenin’ her elders.”
Mrs. Price scolded. “I hear you sympathize with the blue coats. A little Miss
Yankee yourself.”
In unfamiliar territory.
She pushed back and looked up at him. “We have to get out of
here.”
Riley smiled. “we will.”
“No, you don’t understand. We have to get out.”
Riley started to get
confused. “I know.”
“No. We have-"
“What do you mean?” Asked Riley in
bewilderment.
Mandy took a deep breath. “If I die in here, that leaves Jana
Okeridge all by herself with Tye. And we can’t have that. Tye’s done nothing
bad enough to deserve that.”
Kidnapping on the Bar H
“I want to wash this blood off. I don’t want Ma to see me like
this.” Mandy walked down to the creek. She pulled out her shredded handkerchief
and scowled.
Tye knelt beside her and handed her his. “Here.”
She smiled at
him. “thanks.” She dipped it in the water and began scrubbing her face.
She looked at Tye. “Did I get it?”
“Little more here.” He said, touching her cheek. “There.”
Mandy finger combed the tangles out of her hair and rebraided
it. “How do I look?”
He studied her and smiled. “Pretty.”
(This one may have been from 2007- there was no date on it, and it comes first in the Mandy "series")
Gunshots on Oak Creek
Mandy started cheering for Riley. “Come on Riley! You can do
it!”
Riley’s arm started moving don. Mandy bent down and whispered in
Riley’s ear. “He’s just a farmer. He can’t beat you.”
Really, I don't understand why I would write this. I love farmers. We can do anything!
There you go! I had so much traffic on the last post like this, I figured I had better follow up on it, even if it is late. Thanks for reading!