DAILY DOUBLE

Time to write!

Here's the thing friends. I was home for conference. Hence, up till 3 talking to the bro and without wi-fi on my laptop. And honestly, it didn't even OCCUR to me that I was forgetting to write. SO. You're getting two things today. One Sunday authentic thing and one poem challenge. So enjoy. I hope you will forgive my laxness in not writing either Friday or Saturday. :( It won't happen again (I hope...).

Write a poem where each word starts with the letter which makes up a phrase. (bad way to word it but you'll figure it out when you see the poem).

Badly read epithets and not nice answers,
Idly sobbing,
Dead rain aimlessly meanders and traverses in cloud.

Did you figure it out?? I love it. 

NOW FOR SOMETHING AUUUUTHENTIC. That's hard though....

I don't want you to stop reading this just because it might look, at first, like just another teenage vampire romance novel. Because it isn't one. I mean...there are teenagers and vampires, and ok, there might be a tiny bit of romance somewhere. But that doesn't make this traditional.

Brian and I met on the first day of third grade. He showed me his fangs the first time in eighth grade. We were best friends from that day forward. I never thought he hated me. He didn't brood, not anymore than a normally teenage guy might. Most importantly, he never was tempted to drink my blood. Brian is a third generation domestic vampire. Let me shatter that perception right now. Here's where a bunch of die-hard vampire literature critics will tell me that vampires cannot have children and that they cannot be domesticated.

Sweet people. That's literature. I know it goes against what you think you know, but I'm pretty sure first hand experience counts for something.

Essentially, what I'm trying to say is Brian has never had to drink human blood. His family hunts- Twilight style, I guess- and has stores of blood. Sounds gross, but it's better than killing people all the time.

But even though Brian is a vampire and we go to high school, it doesn't make this your typical story. But rather than sit here and reason with you, let me just tell you what happened and you can see for yourself.

May I just say, I adore this intro? I want to write this story but fo real I am so tired. SOOO. I might continue it....tomorrow. :)