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Hannah, This Is ItI wake up Saturday morning to a purple sky.  A pale lavender; similar to the color I wanted to paint the bathroom.  The house is quiet.
I rise and pace down the hallways to find that I am alone.  All of the beds are made and all of the clothes are put away neatly, but there is no sign of my family.  It's as if they were taken, and any sign of them was erased on the way out.  It is as if I have been alone on the farm the entire time.  Their shoes are still at the back door.  They weren't even wearing socks.
I wander onto the porch just as a rusted pickup truck turns onto the driveway, skidding down the loose dirt and gravel path between the wheat.  I can just make out Jacob in the front seat, his dog riding shotgun.
There is something wrong with the sky.  It is a purple that does not exist in nature.  An angry purple.  It contains rippled clouds that look like fingers held stern
Fable"Where'd you get a name like that?" I asked her, the night we first met.
She shrugged nonchalantly at the question, like she'd heard it a thousand times before.  "I was simply born to tell stories."
Fable found me at the bottom of another empty highball glass in the darkest corner of the bar, as she drank rye and water through a black plastic straw.  Save for the drink, she didn't look like she belonged there.  She was more like a lost college sophomore, her ID likely the top card in her wallet.
"Can I help you?" I groaned, my head held up by both of my hands.  Elbows on the table; mother would not approve.  She took a seat across the table, and introduced herself.  I asked my question, she offered her remark, and I found myself asking her a third question in less than thirty seconds.  "Can you tell me a story?"
The first tale she offered was of her entering the bar by herself.  "This is a sad dive, that's for sure.  There's not even a sign outside above the door.  You leave it up to c
Mono.One morning a black pillar appeared in the center of town, within the boundaries of the park and right outside of the library.  It stood at least thirteen feet tall and was as wide as a mature oak.  They deduced it was made out of some kind of polished stone.  Some guessed it was obsidian; others argued it was too strong to be such a fragile stone.  It could have been granite, but when was the last time you saw black granite in that quantity, and in that shape?
"We should knock it down and drag it away!" someone shouted.
But they were too afraid to touch it.
"Why not just leave it here?" another suggested.
But they wondered what would happen if they didn't do anything at all.
Whoever put it there didn't do it alone.  They'd need a truck to transport the thing, and they'd need some way to get it off the flatbed and stand it up straight.  But why go to all of that trouble for a pillar of rock?  Or was it part of someth
swear by the styx.I fell asleep listening to love songs and water pounding on the window pane.
It had been pouring rain for three long days, so water was gushing from beneath the manhole covers and the morning clouds were perpetually a canvas of rippled slate.  Citizens had removed the wheels from their cars to happily use the hover option on their way to work.  No one wanted their rims rusted.  
The airships wouldn’t be flying again until the sky cleared, in the meantime we were stuck within the city walls.  Some desperate souls had spoken of trekking into the outlands to continue work and play without being confined, but no one was that inane.  They would be in the city until we were under clear skies again.
I’m stubborn, you know, and that’s why I insisted on walking over to your building through the dampness and the sludge.  It came up to my knees in some places, particularly the troughs at the bottoms of hills.  Motorists who passed me by, skimmi


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You're DeadI didn’t know that Tim had disappeared until the police came knocking on Saturday morning.  They caught us all up on the events of the past sixteen hours.  Tim had told his mom that he was coming to visit me, and if he would be out too late to walk home on his own, he would stay at Sam’s house for the night.  Sam was interviewed too—I could see the police cars parked in front of his house down the street—but he gave the police the same answer that I had.
“I don’t know where he is.”
He had last been seen by his mom, wandering out to their property’s barn before supposedly heading in my direction.  Tim spent a lot of time out there if he wasn’t at school or with Sam and I.  He always had some kind of art project going on, usually involving ceramic mosaics or glass stuck to the surfaces of household objects.  He would come to school with cuts on his hands and arms and boast about the best thing ever.


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Mono.One morning a black pillar appeared in the center of town, within the boundaries of the park and right outside of the library.  It stood at least thirteen feet tall and was as wide as a mature oak.  They deduced it was made out of some kind of polished stone.  Some guessed it was obsidian; others argued it was too strong to be such a fragile stone.  It could have been granite, but when was the last time you saw black granite in that quantity, and in that shape?
"We should knock it down and drag it away!" someone shouted.
But they were too afraid to touch it.
"Why not just leave it here?" another suggested.
But they wondered what would happen if they didn't do anything at all.
Whoever put it there didn't do it alone.  They'd need a truck to transport the thing, and they'd need some way to get it off the flatbed and stand it up straight.  But why go to all of that trouble for a pillar of rock?  Or was it part of someth
The Silo Complex"You won't believe what I just saw in the field."
I sighed at Eloise in the doorway.  "Another dead raccoon?  How big was it this time?  You know it's just maggots, right?"
"No, that wasn't it.  I saw a man."
"Was it John?"
"No."
"Fox?"
"It was a man, but it wasn't really a man.  Almost a man."
"Almost a man?"  She had recently taken to wandering in the fields under gray skies, thinking that she'd find her answers among the abandoned farm equipment and rows of dried corn husks.  She never did.  Just raccoons.  I never heard anything about men who were almost men.  "How can someone be almost a man?"
"Never mind.  You don't believe me."
"Just tell me what he looked like."
"He looked like smoke."
I didn't realize what she meant until the next day when a woman who was almost a woman appeared outside the back door, peering through the window.  She was in the form of a woma
i had an out-of-body experience.I had an out-of-body experience at the age of thirty-one.
Every year between the ages of ten and eighteen, I sent a letter to NASA.  I told them a little bit about myself, the same general description year after year, and always insisted that despite my medical condition, I would one day love to sail through the stars.  My dream was to be out there in the universal abyss, exploring every unknown corner until we knew all that we could.
Art would taunt, “Sick kids don’t go to space” before Mom slapped the back of his shoulder with a spatula.
NASA was as nice as they could be, but the bottom line was that we all knew I couldn’t do it.  The spaceship would need to have extra space just for the amount of medication and equipment I’d have to bring along, and that was if I could even survive the zero-gravity environment.  Whoever wrote the responses encouraged me to keep dreaming, and boasted about donations the association made to various sickle cell charities.
The Unemployed Assassin“Why don’t you tell me why you’re here, Jim?”
I crossed my legs in an attempt to get comfortable, but it only made my sitting position worse.  The fancy couches in Dr. Valencia’s office had less support than a deadbeat dad and she probably only chose them because it made the room seem like a still from a movie.  It might have worked if I was a pretty young lady lounging about, but it only made me more uncomfortable.
“Well, I’m going to go to jail if I’m not here every week,” I replied.  “That was the bargain.”
“That’s not really what I was asking about.”  She knew the truth, but just wanted to get some sick satisfaction out of hearing me say it.
I kept my mouth shut and let her look like she was anticipating something for five minutes.  If I could use up the whole hour doing that, I was set.
She tapped her fingers on her ledger.  “You know, Jim, we’re having the


That special something:
Daily Lit Deviant - @Laura-LieDaily Lit Deviant is an article put out on a daily basis throughout the year that is devoted to showing the work and accomplishments of one writer per article and presenting exemplary pieces of their work. It is based off of bowie-loon123's series of articles of the same name.
Join me in welcoming laurotica as our Daily Lit Deviant for February 6th, 2014.
Nominated by homunculus888 and BloodshotInk
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"laurotica often gives sci fi stories a twist, or takes a common theme like post-apocalyptic times and comes at it from a different angle." says homunculus888.

From the author's description:
i had an out of body experience
the other day, her name was Jesus
and for her, everyone cried

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  • Reading: Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn
  • Watching: CBC news
  • Drinking: iced tea
Well...maybe not yet.  I'm almost done working this summer and am going away for the weekend, but when I go away for the weekend I have to find something to do while my boyfriend works.  Thus...I will be catching up on all of the deviations and journals!  Yay!  Huzzah!  [insert various other exclamations].  

I'll also be reading Gone Girl, which I am suggesting to everyone now because even though it starts out as a typical mystery book, there's a hella good twist halfway through.  But I'm mostly going to be reading things that you (yes you!) have written.

There's also this thing going on with me, Miyori999 and TheDrydenExperiment.  Danielle has illustrated a couple of my stories into manga-style comics and we're getting ready to print the collection for sale by the end of the year, though we'll need a little funding for that to happen.  The link to our kickstarter page is here so feel free to check it out.  I'd appreciate any donation at all, but I'd mostly like to share this big thing that's going on right now.

Another big thing I'm working on is a novel idea (yes, another one), but I'd really like to publish a piece of it this weekend if I can.  I'm still working on that short story with all of the words you guys have given me too, so don't fret!  I've just gotten so busy and frantic this summer, more than I thought I would be.  But this is my serious vow of returning to the community I love and catching up on what's been happening, along with sharing some new writing.

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Laura A.K.
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Is that the end of the world, or are you just happy to see me?

I'm a 22 year old civil engineering student puttering around somewhere in Canada. I just finished my BA in Geography and that's probably the direction I'm headed in, but there's something I'd rather be doing. I love writing about dark, gritty things, and you would never guess it from seeing me in person. I've written 15 novels and also have 2 novellas to my name. My favorite topics to tackle are: the apocalypse, space travel and military fiction. I got the gift of writing and love of the strange and obscure from my dad's dad; born in 1911 Russia and who believed aliens walked the Earth.

I also (used to) blog about music at: fromalt2zen.blogspot.com/ It's more of a casual hobby, and practice for writing for Rolling Stone.

But who am I outside of writing? When I'm not in line at Tim Hortons, trying new nail polish shades or buying 5 books at a time at Value Village, I'm just a somewhat-normal girl navigating through my twenties. I'm Scottish, Irish and British on my mom's side, and Russian Mennonite on my dad's side. Fate made me the oldest of 3; I've got a younger sister and brother. I need 4 things to function on a daily basis: coffee (one sugar with soy milk), The Simpsons, an hour to myself to read a book (a good YA or Stephen King), and a playlist that never ends.

Twitter: Laurotica
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"Scotch and splenda. Tastes like splenda, gets you drunk like scotch."

Moving away in 3 days with nothing packed, what should I do? 

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2014 book list

Looking For Alaska by John Green
Divergent by Veronica Roth
A Dance With Dragons by George R.R. Martin
City of Bones by Cassandra Clare
Cress by Marissa Meyer
City of Ashes by Cassandra Clare
A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness
City of Glass by Cassandra Clare
Speaker For The Dead by Orson Scott Card
Dying of the Light by George R.R. Martin
Drinking and Tweeting and other Brandi Blunders by Brandi Glanville
The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood
Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas
City of Fallen Angels by Cassandra Clare
The Dying Earth by Jack Vance
Year Zero by Rob Reid
Crown of Midnight by Sarah J. Maas
The Stand by Stephen King
Red Dragon by Thomas Harris
Bitten by Kelley Armstrong
Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell
City of Lost Souls by Cassandra Clare
Shadow of Night by Deborah Harkness
City of Heavenly Fire by Cassandra Clare
Daughter of Smoke & Bone by Laini Taylor
Z: A Novel of Zelda Fitzgerald by Therese Anne Fowler
Mr. Mercedes by Stephen King
Stolen by Lucy Christopher
The Boy In The Striped Pajamas by John Boyne
Partials by Dan Wells
The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood
Saga, Volume One by Brian K. Vaughn & Fiona Staples
Days of Blood & Starlight by Laini Taylor
Rebel Belle by Rachel Hawkins
Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn
Saga, Volume Two by Brian K. Vaughn & Fiona Staples
Saga, Volume Three by Brian K. Vaughn & Fiona Staples
Cruel Beauty by Rosamund Hodge
Boxers by Gene Luen Yang
Saints by Gene Luen Yang
Landline by Rainbow Rowell
The Assassin's Blade by Sarah J. Maas

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