Grabbin the Fire

Grabbin the Fire

Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

Summary

This is now on Amazon and Kindle for purchase. Due to rules, I can only offer a %10 sample, so here it is; NAMASTE. Wanna see what happens when you put: New York City, Romance, Teen Girls, Rock Musicians, Rock Bands, Recording Studio, Guitars, 90’s Grunge, Hot Tub, Sex, Murder. with hours of hard work and practice? Dreams REALIZED! When is it time for a girl to leave home; leave her overbearing mom; and to pursue her dreams - to leap or stay in place and ponder further? Would your procrastination gain you needful wisdom; or would you be at a standstill from fear? For Elizabeth, that time is now! Destiny has literally come up her driveway to pick her up.

Summary

This is now on Amazon and Kindle for purchase. Due to rules, I can only offer a %10 sample, so here it is; NAMASTE.

Wanna see what happens when you put:
New York City, Romance, Teen Girls, Rock Musicians, Rock Bands, Recording Studio, Guitars, 90’s Grunge, Hot Tub, Sex, Murder.
with hours of hard work and practice?
Dreams REALIZED!

When is it time for a girl to leave home; leave her overbearing mom; and to pursue her dreams - to leap or stay in place and ponder further? Would your procrastination gain you needful wisdom; or would you be at a standstill from fear?
For Elizabeth, that time is now! Destiny has literally come up her driveway to pick her up.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Prologue

Author Chapter Note

Elizabeth is a young girl with a desire; nay a drive, laser focused on her dream of being a musician - songwriter. Her robotic business like attitude and killer looks interest an older guy whose is hooked up in the music biz. She goes for it. Her mother has an odd way to try to interfere and daddy's, well a bad dude.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: September 20, 2014

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Submitted: September 20, 2014

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AN:  Format is screwed up in some parts that are supposed to represent texting back and forth; it's this site, unfixable.  I've deployed a work around, it's stupid, sorry.

 

History Redux:

"Hmm hmm (singing softly) hmm hmm

Time has let go of you, nothing will ever change;

no difference between today, tomorrow or yesterday

Hmm hmmhmm hmm…  Time has let go of you …"

“We worked on that, remember?” 

“God… I’m too young to be putting flowers on my lovers’ grave; your grave.  I’m too fucking young for this!  Oh God, oh.  Oh God this fucking sucks.  I don’t know how I’m gonna…  I’ma try baby, I guess I’ll just try to do this.”

“I’m not coming back here to see you anymore; too agonizing.”

“It really does hurt, like a fucking arrow through the heart. “

I have the place my heart use to be; the ribs are broken, the skin got torn when my heart shot out of my chest.  The space is filling up with xanny bars and rum.  Nothing but white noise raging in my thoughts.  “Dasa anu dasa,” I can’t interrupt my thought stream with all those tricks you taught me.  I need a baseline close to peace; I’m nowhere near that now.  I need to negotiate an armistice with my consciousness; hence, the xanny, the rum.

I can’t sleep.  I can’t wake up.  I have to resuscitate my flat lined soul into what I pass off as alive, these days.  I have to summon something from deep in my psychic core to resist swallowing a handful of oblivion; shhh, and let it pass.  Though there are more days surrendering to the spring sun, today the sky is slate; in contrast to the bright white marble that marks your eternal address.

I don’t know where to begin; the end hasn’t ended and is still confusing; so I guess, at the beginning; genesis:  What a year.  I went from being as insignificant as a bug is to the universe, to well, a larger bug, more complex, with thoughts and dreams.  The oldest illusion in the book; I could see a light up ahead; about to emerge from the dark tunnel.  It turns out to be an oncoming train.

“I am going to London babe, and complete the deal; I  know all I got right now is your- our material you and I… well, we did the big work.  So much of this is you; when I finish, you will live on.”

“I’ma crash at your pad in Queens for a bit; get away from all the drama and stress, and my wailing mother.”

“I’m sorry.  She’s sorry.  I don’t believe she would’ve said anything if she thought things would get like this baby.  She’s worse off than me… I’ve gotta worry about her now.  I said some tough things.  Blamed her…”

“She hovered over me for a couple of days because I was sick; uh, vomiting, and dizzy and all that.  Well, I told her it was the grief, I thought it was, but she made me pee on the stick.  It showed ‘+’.”

“Oh man, I didn’t think of… You should’ve seen her.  Went totally white and her eyes bugged out.”

“I freaked out, screamed at her ‘What are you gonna do, have him arrested!  That would be better!  I wish you would have!  Before fuckin dad!’”

She left and I haven’t talked to her since.

“Well, I’ve told you what I had to tell you; I gotta jet babe.”


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