Before I go to bed tonight, I have to finish this. I’m gonna try something different. I wanna be a writer when I grow up. A really famous one—like a New-York bestseller kind. I want to use words on paper the way Janie throws them around in the air. On paper they are pretty.
Black and white.
Logical and illogical.
They make no sense at all and yet they can be everything.
I like words, but I’m getting off topic.
This is new thing is a daily-er-nightly assignment, something I can consistently guilt myself into doing. I need discipline, a portfolio…and a better pen. This one’s almost out of ink. Yuck. It’s too old to chew on too. Ick.
On topic. Focus Oh yes, the prompt. I need to read, probably about the same amount that I write—which shouldn’t be hard, because I haven’t written anything so far except this lousy therapy sheet. Okay, first-blank-page-in-a-notebook sheet…still feels like therapy. Some days I really need to write. I feel like I just have to…but I don’t. But the feeling doesn’t always go away. It’s like everything I read, the thoughts, the people…the emotions…come to life and play in my head.
Kind of like a giant sandbox…the ideas are like, these really irritating pieces of sand and then the people playing in them are the really big ideas that are having fun with the little ideas. I think there are toys in there too. I can see a yellow plastic bucket with a white handle—probably a blue shovel too.
I like blue. It’s a good color for a shovel…a really teeny, tiny shovel, I think. I’m not sure. Maybe it’s red, or the red one fits in with the purple bucket and wow, I did not know that I had a purple bucket in there. That’s amazing.
Maybe there’s something to eat in there.
I don’t know. Oooh, I do, I do! Maybe, it’s a purple banana!
Probably not though, I don’t think purple bananas exist, but I have heard of purple carrots. Purple vegetables are cool. I wonder if they taste good though. Huh. Project for later, I guess…another grain of sand?
Maybe I can build some sandcastles. Wait—it’s turning into a circus in here. Oh man! Now it is a circus. I really wanted to sleep tonight.
Maybe tomorrow, right? I hate maybes. They’re everywhere. This is exhausting.
I’ll dream. Dreaming is good. Don’t you dare take that away from me. I was having a jolly good time. I like the sound of that, jolly good time…jolly ranchers…candy. Candy is good. I like candy.
Candy’s not really bad for your teeth, it’s just like, bad bacteria or something in your mouth that causes issues. Sugar isn’t really bad for your teeth. But my mom thinks so, she’s forever ragging on me about eating too much taffy, because then all my teeth will fall out. I’m like, twelve years old, I still have baby teeth! Besides, taffy is super-interesting.
Saltwater taffy especially. Yum! It’s the bestest kind of chewy thing on the planet! I’m serious! It tastes really good and it’s kind of, well…chewy. It could be something really useful someday. Maybe a replacement for temporary super glue?
Yeah. I don’t know about that last one. I’ve never heard of temporary super glue. Hey! Maybe it’s a new idea! I can patent it and I could get rich. I would love to be rich. If I had a million dollars, I’d buy a house.
I’d buy a better house than the one we’re in. Our house has holes in the roof. Yuck. It makes a mess everywhere when it rains, but Dad can’t fix it because of grown-up problems. I don’t know if that’s an actual excuse or not.
I thought grown-ups were supposed to fix stuff, not ruin them.
If I had a million dollars I’d buy a house for us and one for Lacey. That way she would have somewhere to stay, because the bank is taking their house away. I don’t know where she’s going to go. She’s my best friend.
Well, my only friend. I don’t think a lot of other kids like me. And I really do try to be nice. I guess I write because I don’t stutter on paper. Phew! It looks like I’m about done with this daily writing exercise thingy. That’s cool. Two pages done.
Wait, I have to this again tomorrow?
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