Now, I'm checking out new blogs that will prompt me to write. And produce something. So, here's my contribution to Sunday Scribblings:
Once, I was a spoiled, spoiled little girl who basked in the love her parents showed her.
Soon, my world came crashing down around me and I was forced to confront a hideous crime.
Then, I was filled with incredible hatred.
Now I feel pity. And regret. And sadness.
23 comments:
Wow Angie - what a great beginning. I'm intrigued! I want to be a writer more than anything but I'm also scared to write at the same time...I find just making a start -even if it is just a sentence a day - is better than not doing anything. What a start you have made! I hope you plan on writing more soon. :)
i would love to know more about this..... welcome to sunday scribblings.....
Yes! Don't leave us in suspense! Great opening. I want to know about that crime!
BTW, Your kids are beautiful!
Welcome to SS! With that short, succinct post you hve arrived!
gautami
rediscovering
Good for you! If you want a 'bigger' challenge (bigger because there is a word limit) try 55 Fiction Friday at The Wordy Bitch (http://wordybitch.blogspot.com). Trying one of these out is one of my New Year's Resolutions (it falls under 'Exercising my brain more often.')
Welcome to Sunday Scribblings.
I agree with others, this scribbling is intriguing....
I'm also intrigued. I will be interested to see if you give us more info though I have a guess what this story is about.
Very well written. Because I know what you have been through and why my heart really goes out to you. I feel that this experience could have broken so many people yet you have become a strong woman with grace! You are wonderful!
Great beginning, Angie - please go on ... see you soon. Kellan
Welcome! Intriguing post and beautiful children...what more could a reader want? Smiling. Lovely post.
Since I know a little bit about what the crime you are talking about, I am completely overwhelmed by the last line. It makes me hurt and I don't even know all the details.
Hey Angie!
You know, I have always wanted to hear your side of the story instead of all of the nasty newspaper articles. I've always been a little too scared to ask, in fear that it would bring back all of the pain for you. I am looking forward to hearing more, maybe for my healing too. I would love to share my side of the story sometime. I am so amazed on what a strong and beautiful person you have become, and sincerely admire all that you have accomplished. Take Care always!
Anonymous: please reveal yourself....the mystery is killing me, although I know you must be a family member. You can email me:
jagelees@yahoo.com
I can only guess what this post is related to and I am so very sad for you. Whatever it is that happened in your life when you were just a little girl must be horrific.
What a first entry for Sunday Scribblings. Powerful and succinct, and hopefully a step towards greater peace.
Wow Angie, I'm intrigued ... don't leave now, tell more ... Happy 2008 to YOU and your gorgeous brood ;~)
I love writing prompts. You never know where they'll take you.
Great beginning! It feels like the beginning of a Raold Dahl story!! go for it!
welcome to Sunday Scribblings! Look forward to reading more from you.
cheers.
I'm very intrigued, and I'd love to hear more! I hope you'll keep posting at SS
(And I'm partial to people named Angie - my daughter is Angela, or Angie to only her closest friends.)
happy new year angie...
I know you have power in your words..
Powerful, Angie. By what I know about you so far, I'm assuming this is your Mom. I can't imagine what a horrific experience this was for you. I am amazed that you can find words to express yourself.
Have a wonderful New Year!
angie, i am intrigued by this post. how brave of you. the sunday scribblings sounds fun. i hope we get to hear more.
Angie,
Have you ever written about this in detail because I know vague bits but not the story? I would love to know more about this hugely defining time in your life. I am sure it had a lot to do with the amazing woman that you have become.
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