The rain beat steadily on the window where she sat. She had the old sweater she got as a child that had belonged once to her precious grandfather. She sighed heavily as she held the pencil over blank paper. The light was soft and gently flickered. As her eyes stayed glued to the pelting water outside, she felt frustrated that she couldn't
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I hope your brother enjoys the little gift you will be sending him. Just make sure it stays in good taste since his CO's are a little laid back. :)
And, as muses hit, maybe I'll post more of my own stuff with my own characters on here. We'll see.
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I actually was thinking of Emily Starr and Teddy Kent from Lucy Maud Montgomery's series Emily of New Moon when I wrote this. I actually bought a new blank virgin journal last night and that's usually when my muses wake up. They had the idea of Emily sitting in her garrett at New Moon trying to write this until I sat down. I went to get the Emily series last night and that's what brought this on.
I hope that I will write some more of my own stuff, with my own characters. They're much more exciting to write about.
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