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My last "full-length" short story for the class. I just got back my critiques this morning, but it really needed the least amount of work of any of my short stories this semester. Also, about an hour ago I finally figured out a way to do what I had been pondering all evening (develop a couple characters before I kill them off). Yay.

It's inspired by something I wrote in eighth grade, which I frequently think of as the best thing I've ever written. Not really true...fortunately...but still damn good for eighth grade, and I often wistfully think of the easy, simple way I wrote it. I re-read the original before starting this, and it was hard to break out of the same lines and characters. One in particular slowly, unintentionally, ended up quite different from how I had her in the original - I hope it's read as a subtle and smooth revelation of her true state of mind. Hem.

Just for clarification, it is half-parody. I say half because it started off fully meant to be as much of a parody as the original was, but it ended up being much more serious and dark than I had expected. I also nearly lost sight of my original theme, but fortunately some help of my classmates pointed me to the way to tie it all together.

I don't think I've ever realized before that there are branches and leaves in the background of this icon. W00t.

And now I'm actually going to post something more than a hundred words!

If only it was written more recently than a year ago.

Nevertheless.  I like them and want them here.




What I particularly like, re-reading now: The second half of the fourth paragraph, as it gets into identities and things.  And my aversion from too many literally romantic issues.