Thursday, May 26, 2011

The Library (Entry 4)

This post has been removed for the novel's debut in April, 2012 . . .

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    Elisa isn't your regular nerd.  She's not the kind of person who quotes Monty Python, or has a periodic table tattooed on her butt.  No she's a different sort altogether.  She carries a duct-taped Bible everywhere, wears bright-orange polyester pants, and dyes her hair with red kool-aid.
    Even though she tries slipping by apart from the crowds, it doesn't help that her best friend happens to be "The Boarder," one of the cutest and most popular boys in school.  He's not willing to let her go unnoticed—not until she goes to the homecoming dance with another guy.
   "The Boarder" starts acting weird after the date goes well, and Elisa begins wondering if he's only been looking at her as a friend or maybe something more.  She must choose between her best friend and "The Bad Boy," but will she make the right choice?

8 comments:

  1. K so who's Chris? Nice job. You pulled me right in. Now I want to know what happened on this magical date! Please tell me you pushed him down a hil cause he made you mad??? lol Kidding!

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  2. Boy I sure hate it when you do that...lol!What a fun post, and the library must be one of the best jobs ever!

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  3. I started to read that like it was you and really happened. I love it. What better setting for any kind of story than a library.

    I love this..

    'I couldn't put my finger on it, but I didn't like her. Maybe it was since she didn't seem like a reader—not at all.'

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  4. I am really enjoying your blog! Donna
    http://mylife-in-stories.blogspot.com

    Thanks for stopping by my blog.

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  5. It's Stephanie! I have to comment as "Anonymous" or Blogger doesn't let me comment at all...still...ughhh
    Loved your last two posts...can't wait for your next "chapter"
    Keep writing!
    Stephanie

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  6. It's so amazing thinking about the past. Yellow is my friend on facebook. I hope she'll read this sometime. Fun memories ;)

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  7. "Blessed are the meek—whack. Blessed are the merciful—whack."

    Maybe it's because growing up my dad studied the beatitudes a lot, but this hit me as hysterical!

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  8. Gee! and I thought libraries were boring and full of retired people checking out the warmth and the large print section. Maybe that's just here.
    Gripping post...and, like, Leetah East I loved those lines!

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