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Trifextra: We Live Our Virtual Lives

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This weekend we are asking for a thirty-three word confession. You're free to write non-fiction or fiction or to blur the lines in between. We just encourage you to get creative and give us your best.
This week's Trifextra Writing Challenge is to write a 33 word confession, and here's mine. 
Uh, I suppose it's...fiction? Non fiction? Non fiction, I guess. We all have our virtual avatars.

Here it is:


I don’t dance; she does. I don’t smile; she does.
I am reserved; she speaks of sex and violence, politics and ambition, dreams and illusions.
I am her.
She is me, only binary.

Pedantic Signs: Trifecta Writing Challenge

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Holy Blonde-Cheerleader-Batman!


I wrote Trifecta again. I am freaking writing again. I am not staring at a blank Word document wanting to bang my head against the wall anymore. Holy holy holy holy crap. (As you can see I am way too happier than any sane person should be)


God, I love Trifecta. Honestly, this entry is just crappy and weird, but I'm happy there's an entry.


This week's prompt:PEDANTIC (adjective)
1 : of, relating to, or being a pedant(see pedant)
2 : narrowly, stodgily, and often ostentatiously learned
3 : unimaginative, pedestrian


(a.k.a what my writing has been for the past few months)


MY ENTRY:





The girl raised her head to look around at the world.


There were three glass birds pecking at a lamppost. The lamppost was wriggling around trying to admonish them, but lampposts couldn’t speak. Beneath a laburnum tree, two girls were helping their sister to break free of the roots her feet had pushed into the earth. Little leaves were sprouting all over her arms and the …

Review: Reapers Are the Angels by Alden Bell

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Goodreads Summary


Rating: 5 stars.
Paperback, 225 pagesPublished August 3rd 2010 by Holt Paperbacks

Zombies have infested a fallen America. A young girl named Temple is on the run. Haunted by her past and pursued by a killer, Temple is surrounded by death and danger, hoping to be set free.
For twenty-five years, civilization has survived in meager enclaves, guarded against a plague of the dead. Temple wanders this blighted landscape, keeping to herself and keeping her demons inside her heart. She can't remember a time before the zombies, but she does remember an old man who took her in and the younger brother she cared for until the tragedy that set her on a personal journey toward redemption. Moving back and forth between the insulated remnants of society and the brutal frontier beyond, Temple must decide where ultimately to make a home and find the salvation she seeks.


Occasionally I have these periods where I can’t read. Where I don’t find interest in any book on my iPad, where I st…