Between the smoke and the trees *don´t delete*

**usmu** · August 6th, 2002, 03:54 AM

this topic still around?! I mean I know it says don't delete, but this is... well anyways...

I got a little bit frustrated about the story and stopped writing. But I'll definitely start writing some more if if I can find that outline I know I'm supposed to have somewhere.

Rereading this has got me interested again... Moral support's always welcome as well [img]smile.gif[/img]

**Branflakes** · August 7th, 2002, 09:47 PM

GO WRITE!

(that's the support I'm given ya) [img]wink.gif[/img]

**Branflakes** · August 23rd, 2002, 04:06 PM

See, that's why you must write more often. Keeps the dust from collecting. [img]wink.gif[/img]

Looking forward to more.

**usmu** · August 24th, 2002, 03:46 AM

Hi folks, sorry this is taking so long. It's been harder to get back into than I thought it would be. I'm hoping to get the next installment finished this weekend and post it somewhere round monday.

**usmu** · August 29th, 2002, 03:08 AM

Part 5 Walking on sunshine
Recommended track: Dick Dale & his Deltones - Miserlou

Most actors will tell you that as soon as they enter the stage the nerves are gone. The nerves are gone and they play their role. Well can't say if it's true for the stage because I haven't been on one but if I ever will it probably feels like this.

Coming out of the trainstation into the sunshine, looking ahead into the long lane into the citycenter, life seemed to kick itself into a higher gear. Life seemed good and could only get better. So I swing my bagpack over my shoulder and off I was through the tourist filling the sidewalks.

If this were a movie it'd go to slow motion when she walked into view. Or rather floated into view, her long black leather coat open and just that tiny second behind her. A path seemed to open before her, as if the crowd unconsciously moved out of her way. As if she'd sidestepped into our dimensions on a mission only she knew about and somehow involved me. As she passed me our eyes locked and she smiled.

If this were a movie I'd either keep on walking on and run into a lamppost or I'd turn around and follow her. Well this isn't so I did neither . I watched her walk out of view and continued on my way.

But I must say she came as close to floating as I'd ever seen. And she had a pair of blue eyes a man could drown in.

**Branflakes** · August 30th, 2002, 07:44 PM

Cool! Another part!

**usmu** · September 26th, 2002, 01:58 PM

well it's taking my longer than usual, but I'll probably be updating this early next week folks. This story might get finished after all [img]smile.gif[/img]

**Branflakes** · February 11th, 2003, 09:01 PM

So, did you ever get more of this written? *begging* [img]biggrin.gif[/img]

**usmu** · February 12th, 2003, 02:54 PM

I know I'd never should have put *don't delete* in the subject title, because it truely doesn't die. [img]smile.gif[/img]

No I still haven't yet, but I'll give it yet another go during this week.

**Branflakes** · February 13th, 2003, 04:13 AM

I just have to encourage everyone because I know how hard it is to write anything of length. I got a lot of encouragement on "She Thinks" and just want to give some back.