Sunday, July 31, 2016

Writing Update

I was hoping that I would have something to post this month, other than an explanation on why I have nothing to post. Unfortunately, my life has become rather complicated since late May. Nothing tragic, mind you. It's just that I have people in my life who depend on me and sometimes their needs can wreak havoc on my writing time. Their needs have been particularly intense for the last couple of months. Everyone is alright and things are settling down, so hopefully I'll have regular writing time once again in the near future.

There is a strong chance that I'll have a few hours tomorrow to write. I'm crossing my fingers.

Varian

Saturday, July 2, 2016

The Road Trip - Part 7

I finally finished part 7 of The Road Trip. Originally part 7 was going  to be much longer, but I decided to only post about 25% of the what I had panned. As it is, part 7 is longer than any of the other parts. I have a lot planned for the next 75%. I hope to have it up before to long.

I do not have any images for this part of the story. I have to leave on a trip early tomorrow and if I don't get this posted tonight it wont get posted until next Saturday.

If you're new to this story, you can read all the preceding parts here: The Road Trip links

The Road Trip - Part 007
by Varian Milagro

“There’s a Q in Quality Inn,” Andrea shouted, her face lit up in excitement. She looked around for someone to share in her victory—she’d been stuck on the letter Q for the last half hour. Her mom was too busy groping Maria to notice and Buddy just glared at her. She hadn’t seen Enid or Tracey in nearly an hour. She hoped that her sister was safe. Barry was still hiding out in the bedroom. She’d be happy of she never saw him or his magic ever again.

After a brief glance at the Twinkie sitting on the console she turned her attention back to the road, and looked for the next her letter, knowing that she’d find it without any difficulty. Rs were all over the place. Z was going to be the troublemaker.

She’d been playing the alphabet game to take her mind off her nausea and near uncontrollable urge to eat the Twinkie. Just the thought of sinking her teeth into its spongy goodness made her mouth water and stomach rumble. She didn’t care that it would make her even fatter. The last two Twinkies had already put a good forty pounds of fat on her body. Who knew how much this one would add.