It was strange, the feeling that came over Andie then. Any fear she'd had about being sent home was disappearing, but she still felt a crushing disappointment that Elijah was gone. He hadn't said a word to her the night before, and when she went to find him in the studio, he wasn't there. She'd …
"Microchips?" Andie said, choking on the word. "I think we need to look at the fine print of those contracts," Elijah said. The two of them sat there, shocked, for a few seconds. When Elijah stood, he rushed to the door of the recording room and ran up the hallway, Andie on his heels. They …
There was a moment of silence in the group, the eight of them looking at each other like enemies for the first time. Andie's palms felt sweaty despite the AC that had previously given her goosebumps. She caught Marcella's furtive look out of the corner of her eye, but she didn't dare look at her. …
Hello everyone! So, I've fallen behind in writing. But not to worry!! I am working diligently to catch up. I will publish multiple posts soon, rather than one SUPER post that has something like 4,000 words in it or something. Watch this space. But in the meantime I thought I could give you a snapshot …
Andie woke up the next day in her apartment to the smell of her own vomit. She looked around to find its source and discovered a bright blue stain on the carpet next to the mattress that hadn't been there the day before. Her head felt split open from a headache so severe she was …
Andie's name was on the list just like her invitation said it would be-- these LA types had an obsession with their clipboards-- so she got in ahead of the line snaking up the block. The interior of the nightclub was wild with people, and the decor was all smooth lines and curved spaces bathed …
Andie suddenly understood the wilted flowers. She felt her shoulders begin to droop toward one another, and a tear sprang to her eye like she'd been kicked in the nose. For fear her voice might crack, she said nothing and gave a small nod before rising to her feet. The first thing that came to …
The BetterCorp building towered above the rest of the skyline. It was a glittering glass arm reaching into a clear blue sky, the horn of the unicorn that was downtown Los Angeles. Andie stood on the sidewalk below, craning her neck to spot the logo at the top. Looking at the streams of attractive young …
Good morning, all! Today is November 1st, which probably means something to you if you're a writer. If you aren't familiar, National Novel Writing Month (or NaNoWriMo for short) is a commitment from writers worldwide to write a 50,000 word novel in just 30 days. That's a huge goal, and I've failed every year I've …
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