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Saturday, February 8, 2014

The muse and the device



The constant clacking was my symphony, the occasional bing! was my song. I weaved lives in front of me with meticulous nature, making sure that each was made with a touch of reality. My brows were furrowed together as my heart constantly kept me alive, although my perseverance was dying. As I ripped out another paper and tore it to pieces, I bang my head on the table, careful not to damage my device. I groan, trying to paint the things I wanted to see.

"You can do this Darlene. If anyone could do it, it would be you."

I whispered to myself, echoing the same words he spoke just hours ago. I began playing with my nails, picking at the easily rubbed off nail polish. My head was still stuck on the table, mulling over falling asleep here or hoping off to bed. It was another hopeless case, another crumpled paper.

I desperately needed something new to see before me, another place and time, with new characters for me to love. I groaned again as I decided to do the latter, of jumping off to my bed onto sleep slumber. Just then my phone vibrated, indicating that some other monster was awake at this ungodly hour. My eye bags have already reached to level three, my hair in dire need of a bath.

"Hello?" I sleepily said, my left eye barely seeing the screen.

"You have the phone upside down again."

I fumbled with my phone, shocked that a voice echoed in my yawning mouth.

"Hello?" I repeated, hoping I got the phone in the right position this time.

"You're giving up again aren't you?" He asked pointedly.

"Yes. No. Maybe. Tomorrow again perhaps."

I fluffed my pillow, as he began to rant off about how I always put things off when he knows I could do it now. I kept nodding though I knew he couldn't see me, then mumbling an "uhuh" and "mhm" now and then.

"You're already sleeping on me. How do you suppose you would finish your work if you keep dozing off the moment you run out of ideas?"

"I'm almost there. Just a little patience. I am just short of a few words before I'm finished."

"Yeah. Finished. With chapter ONE."

I buried myself into the pillow, screaming my frustrations out.

"Why do you keep annoying me? If I don't want to write, you can't force me. I give up."

I turned off my phone, slowly feeling light as a feather. I'm going to stop writing. It's as easy as that. Just as I was dreaming of guys who didn't bug me about writing, my door slowly opened, making that awful creaking sound.

There was only one person besides my mother who had my room key, and to be honest I'd rather have my mother visit me than him.

"Darlene?"

Too bad it wasn't my mother.

"What?" I replied.

"Why aren't you writing?" He asked as I felt the bed dip.

I refused to look at him, afraid he'd see right through me like he always does.

"Is it because I'm leaving?" He whispered.

Tears began to involuntarily spill from my eyes. Traitorous liquid. I immediately felt his arms around me, a welcome treat for me.

"Shh. Don't cry." He murmured to my ear. "I'm here. Don't worry."

"But your leaving." I said, chocking on my own sad words.

"But it's for us. For both of us to have a better future."

"You can find work here. Where you don't have to go for a whole year. I could find two jobs. I don't want you to go away. I don't want you to forget me."

I was sobbing into his arms now, my words all meshed together. He kissed me forehead and hugged me tighter.

"That's why I need you to keep on writing. You could send me every chapter you wrote everyday, or even just a chunk of it. If you keep writing I get to read what's on your mind, whether it's me or anything else."

I didn't say a thing, but I slowly calmed down. Thoughts of him smiling as he read my stories filled my mind, a smile painting itself on my own face. Soon we were both sitting up on my bed, both facing each other.

"I could buy you a new laptop so you would stop using that old thing."

He pointed to my beloved typewriter, which was twice as old as I was. The prospect of not having to waste paper when I got an error sounded appealing.

"Deal."

"Would you write for me please?" He asked, eyes wide.

"As long as you're my muse," I said, holding back another tear, "I'd write a thousand stories till you come home."

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Fiction is <3.

Just a side note: Less Than Three is now available on Kindle for $6.99! Click here: Less Than Three
It is also available on Lulu, a soft bound book, $12.60 at 10% discount till February 10. Less Than Three
I am also looking for someone to review my book on their blog. Don't hesitate to email me at lean.lacaba@gmail.com.

30 comments:

  1. wow beautiful you are an amazing writer thank you for sharing your work

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  2. That's awesome you are looking for blog reviews. It's such a great way to help spread the word. I will pass the word on to a couple of other bloggers who enjoy reading a lot.

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  3. This was a really great read. Kept me wanted to read more. Keep up the good job!

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  4. Sweet very sweet
    Sounds like the perfect muse to have all supportive and all
    Thank you

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  5. Glad to hear you will write and have a new computer to do so! Enjoyed!

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  6. Beautiful story. It actually speaks to my own life a little as my husband had to work 5 months away from home last summer and with the responsibility of taking care of things alone I had a complete lapse of creativity. Good luck with the book!

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  7. What a beautiful story if she should go with him though. When you have a connection, you do not give it up for anything.

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  8. I am so proud that your book is available now! You are such a talented writer.

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  9. You are a great writer. I am impressed. Thank you for sharing a bit of your story your selling. I appreciate that before buying it.

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  10. I just shed a few tears myself. Traitor's liquid is right. Such a gripping story.

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  11. I have missed reading your short stories - they are always so filled with emotions - thank you x

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  12. Awww, very sweet. What a romantic guy. ;)

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  13. Love this little story! Btw Grats on having "Less Than Three" on Amazon!! =)

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  14. Very bittersweet story! I love the last line. I also love that the character (you?) writes with a typewriter! I miss my old typewriter.

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    1. I wish I had a typewriter just so I could feel so vintage-y, but sadly I don't! Someday though. :)

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  15. Wow. This story drew me right in and I want to know more! Why is he leaving? Where is he going? What is she writing?!

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  16. You are very talented, what a lovely story. Thanks for sharing.

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  17. I used to love my typewriter! Not something you see a lot these days. Wonderful story again

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  18. It is so true that some people and the experiences that you have with them prompt and inspire you to write about them.

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  19. I always love reading your stories and I'm always sorry that they always end up ending before I'm ready for them to.

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  20. Great story. My Dad wrote for a local newspaper and he used his very old typewriter for many years until he was gifted a computer. We still have that typewriter.

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  21. How very sweet. I like that the guy is so supportive of her dreams.

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  22. I love the dialogue and the poignant ending... I hope he did come home and didn't leave her hanging... I still have a typewriter so that made me smile ;-)

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  23. Great piece, Le-An. Very romantic. <3 You just keep getting better. Have you been published on Amazon?

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  24. Wow, bittersweet! Love the use of the typewriter, makes me miss my dad's typewriter before it broke down...

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  25. Beautiful! I love the way you communicate feelings through your writing!

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  26. I remember using a typewriter growing up!! Love the story!

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  27. I agree with Nikki - this was a very bittersweet story! Less Than Three sounds like a great collection of good short stories!

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  28. Beautifully written again and hooray for being in the Kindle Store! That's a really BIG deal and I can't wait to check out more.

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  29. You are a great writer. Thanks for sharing that.

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