Chapter 8 has not even a quarter of a page. However I got a challenge of a writing excercise. So I worked on that. I was supposed to look in my character’s trashcan. My novel is rather sci fi. So the two guys on the space craft don’t really have trash. Waste is taken care of most likely by incineration so they don’t fill up on garbage!! So I debated using my other two characters but given some circumstances, that would give away too much of my story and would be VERY long and I also haven’t figured out yet how this planet is dealing with waste. They are fairly “primative” so they don’t get as much garbage anyway. Not like today in the new millenium!!

Well as many know, I RP Charmed on a message board. (If you don’t know by now who I am… you will now… though I think everyone on that board knows!!) So I decided to use that character. However I did it as myself looking in that character’s trash can. Here is what I wrote:

Thankfully those witches never lock the manor door, so in I slip and up the stairs I head. I peek into several rooms until I find the room that I know without a shadow of a doubt is Paige’s.

Clothes litter the floor, mostly shirts of questionable fashion sense. A few pairs of leather PANTS and even a long flowing skirt later, I find a small painted wicker basket lined with a plastic bag. The basket is blue, with abstract yellow stars and planets stamped on it. The bag is a soft pink and only about half full.

I slip rubber gloves out of my pocket and within a few seconds don them and begin my investigation. on top are five tissues complete with lipstick blotting. Under those, I find a crumpled piece of notebook paper. I fish it out and open it, smoothing it on the floor. In a flowery handwriting I see the makings of a spell, only partially finished. Next I find a squashed tampon box, 4 lollipop wrappers, an empty green lighter, and three foundation smeared makeup sponges.

I quickly toss everything back into the bin, along with the rubber gloves and sneak back out of the room and down the steps of The Manor. As I enter the kitchen, I bump into Belle, rifling through the garbage there.

Love how I worked in PANTS.. just for my dear Belle… hehe (Hi Belle!!)

So anyway… I now return you to your regularly scheduled Friends page… 🙂