This is a weird idea but it might work. Lets all write a story together. About fishing .. at the coast .. with your buddies .. summertime?
Hope this works ... have fun.
So lets all work on a short story with fishing as the topic. I'll start it off and you add whatever you want. The hard part is finishing it. And write about what you know it works better.
Arggh, blank page.
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The TA meeting ended around 10:30 as the last dog stumbled out to the bus stop. He was too lit to drive and would have to remember tomorrow that he did not drive to Santana's but that was tomorrow. He would also have to remember which boat to get on at Depoe bay.
The alarm went off at 0230 and Martin rubbed his eyes, rolled out and tripped over his sea bag in the dark. "Christ .. I have to drive for two hours", he mumbled to himself. "Too bad I wasn't ready to go last night .. I could have caught a ride". With his old friend Joe in a cup he browsed the Salty Dogs board and the SST site, printed out some maps and posts containing recent reports and waypoints and got ready to leave. The Steven Hawking weather forecast droned on in the background.
'Today ... north wind 5 knots, seas 3 feet, wind waves 1 foot ...'
"Awesome, flat ocean . how lucky can a guy get?" Martin mused out loud.
Three hours later he stopped in Newport at the all night mexican place for some breakfast and a bag lunch. The other guys from the boat were already there and they began the friendly joking around they had all become used to.
Your turn ...
Hope this works ... have fun.
So lets all work on a short story with fishing as the topic. I'll start it off and you add whatever you want. The hard part is finishing it. And write about what you know it works better.
Arggh, blank page.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
The TA meeting ended around 10:30 as the last dog stumbled out to the bus stop. He was too lit to drive and would have to remember tomorrow that he did not drive to Santana's but that was tomorrow. He would also have to remember which boat to get on at Depoe bay.
The alarm went off at 0230 and Martin rubbed his eyes, rolled out and tripped over his sea bag in the dark. "Christ .. I have to drive for two hours", he mumbled to himself. "Too bad I wasn't ready to go last night .. I could have caught a ride". With his old friend Joe in a cup he browsed the Salty Dogs board and the SST site, printed out some maps and posts containing recent reports and waypoints and got ready to leave. The Steven Hawking weather forecast droned on in the background.
'Today ... north wind 5 knots, seas 3 feet, wind waves 1 foot ...'
"Awesome, flat ocean . how lucky can a guy get?" Martin mused out loud.
Three hours later he stopped in Newport at the all night mexican place for some breakfast and a bag lunch. The other guys from the boat were already there and they began the friendly joking around they had all become used to.
Your turn ...
