Category: Kingsboro Journal

  • NaNoWriMo – Day 4 – The Speaker

    ”Sure, let’s do that. That makes a lot of sense.” She replied. “Maybe we can look in the phone book.” ”I’m not that old,” I said being 30 at the time phone books were before my time. ”Maybe we can Goggle it.” ”Goggle it,” I replied with my own laugh. “We could Google it but […]

  • NaNoWriMo – Day 3 – The Speaker

    After the registration, the other doors to the subway train contained some new clothing and food, which all four of us enjoyed.  We sat down upon a picnic table set up within the pit in front of the train and talked.  ———- We were underground for three days. The artificial light would often go out […]

  • NaNoWriMo – Day 2 – The Speaker

    “We need to go,” insisted Scotty from the darkness. “I will guide you Setron can take care of those.” ”Are you not fascinated with what she does?” I asked the man, who was now leading me forward and holding my hand “Setron and her sister are absolutely amazing,” Scotty said as he lead me into […]

  • NaNoWriMo – Day 1 – The Speaker

    The wall was cold as my right hand traced the bumps. The subway was quiet as we concentrated on not falling. I followed the wall for several moments when I heard tumbling bodies behind me. I knew immediately it was the Resurrected. They had broken threw the bus station walls and managed to navigate the […]

  • My novel skills..

    Was trying to write the whole story ‘200 year old man’ but its so hard for me to type everything in one session. I’m going to start posting the pieces of the story till its completed. It’s interesting as I explore my writing skills. I seem to have become very comfortable with blogging but blogging […]

  • The Red Line Bus Stop

    The cold sat and ate upon my fingers like rabid dogs.  Nibbling away at the nerves as quickly as they could as I stood outside the bus stop waiting for the five o’clock Red line.  I had unfortunately forgotten my gloves and my pockets were full of rocks I had collected from the quarry down […]

  • While trying to write for City of Zombies I realized that my first draft stopped way short of my needed word count.. well it stopped a couple days ago.  I wrote my first post without the guidance of my previous story.  It went well.  I have an idea where I need to go so I’m […]

  • Midnight Snack

    Peering through the windows of the garage Kali could see it was dark.  A fluorescent light flickered highlighting a shadow.  The shadow paced in front of the garage door. “Where did they go,” said one voice speaking to others somewhere outside.  Kali could hear the muffled whispers of other people talking and walking on the tin […]

  • Ugh… feel like a train pummeled my face… How is a writer supposed to do anything when he feels like this.  I even have most of it written out…. but anyways.  I’m still excited over the pace that this new story at City of Zombies is going.  I’ve also met an old friend who is […]

  • Short, quick paragraph 1

    The cold air blew through the hidden cracks in the room.  If Sam wanted to become a psychopath he could search the room for each individual chilly escape of air but this was only a hotel room.  A cheap one at that but he would have to deal with it. “Well at least I won’t […]