This current tale took me more than six months to complete when my average was two months at best. I was away the last two weeks, to do what I loved best besides loving my family and celebrating good food, was writing. I had work the last week, but I delved into the writing with every moment I could. And here we are at 57K words at 450 chapters.
Team Heroes of Seven III.
With some surprises in the end.
And some new heroes in the making.
As stated before, I will complete my unfinished tales before I embarked on any new one. I had to admit Team Heroes of Seven IV was jousting to come out in writing but I will kick start it later. For now, I will do my next unfinished write; Apes and Man. Its at 34,916 words and it has not kick ass.
Till it does, I am not stopping.
How could I sign off without giving some life threatening scenes.
Well, I was staring or merely relaying my line of sight to something more palatable when the lady approached me. She was elderly and considering my age, she could be termed as antique.
"You are staring at her ...chest." I was caught then. I had to admit it. You can't help it when the written across the chest was "Look".
"Yes, I was.l Looks nice." Then it was my turn to ask her.
"How did you know? Nobody told me yet."
"I saw you looking. You..." That was a direct accusation. It was like a set of missiles directed at me, nuke ready. So I retaliated. Shield up then.
"You obviously envy her. I can see that yours are need of a tourniquet to hold them together." She was not amused. "Or are you shaping a pendulum?"
"And you don't have any." She hit me back vicious.
"Well, I do have to admit its growing slowly but could you do something about your landfill."
Well, thankfully my wife pulled us apart and shooed me off home. That's one ancient relative I won't be sending Xmas Greeting unless its from Penthouse. Later my wife reprimanded me.
"You are mean. You don't have tits."
"I do but I hardly displayed them topless nowadays."
Cheers
Creative writing is more of a compulsion to engage with yourself in a world of words, ideas, imagery. There are moments of hot exultation or prickly exasperated yet victorious expostulation when at last comes the right word, the rhyme that works or can yield surprise and pleasure. Thank you for sharing my engagement into those words. .
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