Thursday, 7 November 2024

7th November 2024 Writings

 

7th

 

Excerpt from:  Secrets of Lawndale

“But wouldn’t the readership size, be rather small?”

 

“Of course, but that doesn’t matter to the publishers,” Jane answered.

 

Words: 19

 

 

Excerpt from: Sixteenth Doctor Adventures

They soon came to a store on the side of the square where people were gathered around. It looked like someone had been attacked. The Doctor took out her psychic paper. “Investigators. What has happened here.”

 

“I have no idea,” one of the bystanders said.

 

“Anyone else?” the Doctor asked.

 

Another person stepped forward. “I heard a scream and came over.”

 

“So, he was already dead?” Xander asked.

 

Many in the crowd looked at each other before some police arrived.

 

‘Uh oh!’ the Doctor thought. She knew that she and the Xander were going to be drawn into the system. ‘But I probably won’t get answers without cooperating.’

 

Words: 108

 

 

Excerpt from: A Different Morgendorffer, A Different Sloane

“I see,” Daria said when Q had finished.

 

“But why? She accepted it when I came out!”

 

“I think you telling her that you like girls and actually seeing you going out with one are two different things.”

 

“Right,” Q considered.

 

“I know you really like Else.”

 

“Of course.”

 

“Then explain it. If she doesn’t like it, then it’s on her, not you.”

 

Words: 63

 

 

Excerpt from: Mysteries of Aurora

“It looks like Architecture is all over the place,” Alexia said. “Longhouses in the Nordic Section. Roman inspired monumental Architecture in the Early Roman Section. Auroran Architecture in general in the Ancient Section.”

 

“I agree. Most things are all over the place. The Geography Section covers Geography in general, as well as that of Aurora in particular, as I found when I looked on Wednesday. But Nordic geography is covered in detail in the Nordic Section.”

 

“Like the University itself, has expanded haphazardly over the millennia, and the same with Urbs Aeterna in general.”

 

“But there are patterns to it,” Freya said.

 

“I guess that there would be,” Alexia said as she looked at the directory closely. “Maybe if the directory was arranged differently.”

 

“Or a map of the Library color coded by age.”

 

“Are there such maps?”

 

“They could be somewhere,” Freya said.

 

Alexia looked at the directory again. “Maybe in the Information Science section.”

 

“Sounds like a good place to start.”

 

Words: 163

 

 

Excerpt from: Spider Quinn

“And you turned her down, of course,” Quinn said.

 

“Yes. I don’t want a repeat of self-esteem class,” Daria said.

 

“Of course.”

 

 

Brittany and Andrea caught up in the parking lot after the Morgendorffers’ Lexus had driven away. “So, what did Tania say?” Brittany asked.

 

“She’ll get back to me before the play starts,” Andrea answered.

 

“I guess I have to wait at the Historia too.”

 

“Or you can come and go.”

 

“That’s true, but I’d be patrolling close to it,” Brittany said.

 

 

Daria and the others entered the Historia from the rear and saw Peterson in the lobby when they got there.

 

“How was school?” she asked.

 

“It went well,” Quinn said.

 

“But Jane’s absence was noted,” Daria aid.

 

“I have heard from Leung. The local field office has started a search of the Creek between the Jefferson Bridge and where it flows into the lake,” Peterson said.

 

“That’s great, isn’t it?” Anna asked.

 

“It is, Ms.”

 

“Coultard.”

 

“Coultard,” Peterson repeated. “It is, as you put it, great. It means that something is being done.”

 

“Thanks for the information, Ms. Peterson,” Quinn said. “But we need to start our session now. I have a busy afternoon ahead of me.”

 

“Of course.”

 

 

Officer Peterson waited until Quinn and the others had entered the bookstore. “I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to make your own search of the area, but if you do be sure to keep out of the agents’ hair.”

 

Daria sighed. “I wouldn’t, although the temptation is there. It would take me too long. Dafoanairi is remaining downtown this afternoon. Besides, I need to prepare for tonight. You know that I’m the director, as well as the playwright.”

 

“Of course.”

 

 

“Now, write about your experience with Shakespeare’s works, or adaptations of it,” Quinn said. “The first of the previous applicants should be here in five minutes.”

 

“Including The Tempest?” Anna asked.

 

“Of course,” Quinn said with a giggle. “But the play doesn’t count.”

 

 

At the same time, Britanny, Andrea and Tania arrived at the Historia separately. Brittany went over to Daria. “How are you holding up?” she asked.

 

“Well enough. Peterson told me that the FBI is searching downstream of the Jefferson Bridge.”

 

“I see,” Brittany said. “I’m sure that she will be found soon. If not tonight, then, tomorrow.”

 

“We can only hope,” Daria said with a slight smile.

 

 

The first of the previous applicants entered the bookstore.

 

“Let’s see. Dani Moreno, a sophomore at Lawndale State,” Quinn said.

 

“That’s right,” Dani said.

 

“I looked over your CV again. You said that you study visual arts and also are experienced with sound equipment.”

 

“Yes. But I may ask.”

 

“You can,” Quinn said.

 

“Is the person you actually hired responsible for Jane Lane’s disappearance.”

 

“Possibility.”

 

“I see,” Dani said with a frown.

 

“Do you know Jane?”

 

“Yes, my brother is in Mystik Spiral.”

 

“I guess that’s some of your experience in sound equipment comes from,” Quinn guessed.

 

Dani nodded.

 

“Right. I need to talk to more people, but I think you might be in.”

 

Words: 507

 

 

Excerpt from: The Accidental Detectives

Sarah turned to her enthusiastic roommate. “What happened?” she asked quietly.

 

“I saw something strange in the library,” Anya explained.

 

“Which was?”

 

“I saw a strange person slip something into a professor’s bag.”

 

That seemed like it was serious. “Are you sure?” Sarah asked.

 

“Of course!”

 

“Which professor?”

 

“Professor Grant,” Anya answered.

 

‘Professor Grant,’ Sarah thought as she wrote in her notebook. A mysterious history professor, she had thought he was suspicious from the moment she first laid her eyes on him.

 

 

“The Library?” Anya asked.

 

“He may still be there.”

 

Words: 91

 

 

Total: 971

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