ElshaHawk (LoA)
Joined May 2009 and calls Mistress of Well-Intentioned Indecision home.
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Pyro dubbed me sequel queen! http://ficly.com/stories/7381I am a member of the League of Awesomeness: the Mistress of Well-Intentioned Indecision.
I am Mistress Elshanor of the House of the Secret Passageway to Mount Krully and Keeper of the Ficlinomicon!I also blog! Follow me at www.wellintentionedindecision.blogspot.com There you can find me in all of my wishy-washy, indecisive, center-brained, uh, -ness.
Certified teacher, mother of two, center-brained, imaginative pragmatist. I find myself writing every spare moment I get. I began writing and telling stories as a child, but after a hiatus where I wrote secretly in notebooks when I had time for creative ideas, I decided to spread my wings and try to write for feedback.
Sitting at my computer, the sun sets through my window and I write blissfully unaware, typing out scenes dripping with description and wrought with emotion.
Stories
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Ignite Jealousy In The Halls (one sentence)
“That’s when I saw them, her arm wrapped around his waist and a smirk of pure sass thrown back over her shoulder, daring the school to challenge her conquest of the King.”
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More Than A Picture
The picture on her desk suited her personality perfectly. It was of a desert, but not a pretty cactus flower, no. This was the hard-packed, wind-blown sand formations that resembled waves of the sea. This was a hot, hard, gritty place. It conjured the ...
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Enter the Madman
A loud crack resonated through the town louder than any spring lightning storm any of them had ever heard. People stared dazed and deaf from windows or stumbled out into the dusty street dumbly. In the very center spun a tall rectangular contraption, c...
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To The Club
The crime lab wasn’t exactly on my way out of the building, but I had to know if there were any details that would put Dean in any danger. I took the file from Matt, and ripped it open as I hurried off. Time was of the essence. Love? How could th...
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Ingrid
At first, I wasn’t sure what a prom was. But I heard words like dress, night, ask, dance paired with the girls all giggly and fussing over their hair in the restroom and I figured it out. It involved boys. Still, I had no idea how big a deal this...
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Blissful Tempest
Leaning on the porch rail, she sipped her coffee and watched the sea crash in, a sharp salty wind blowing her hair recklessly as if trying to loosen it from her scalp. She worried it would get in her coffee, but as much as she needed the caffeine to wa...
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Red Wire
Reporters! Cherie hated reporters, nosing around, getting facts wrong. Luckily she never had to speak to them because when she got a case it was always confidential. But she had never seen this guy before and he looked like trouble. “So, you thin...
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From Ingrid to Randy
Randy, I think you are like my cousin in Russia. I little remember him. Before the sick come and take my Moma and Poppa, I was very small. Chekav come to play with me. We run after chickens and swim in big water. I was not upset at swim with boy becaus...
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In The Park
After two weeks, she’d determined the last body, a Mary Anne Ditt, was starved, but died of infection to her mangled wrists and exposure. Most likely the body was thought dead and dumped in the cold night. It was weird, usually female victims are...
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Ingrid Burundukov in 25 years
I do not know about college. Moma Decker say that word to me and smile. It is American way to get good job. She say I want to make money. Money get you things. In Russia I had no money. I had to share bed, clothes, and food. In America I get own bed, c...
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On the Fire Escape
The scene was crawling with uniforms and ringed with vehicles parked alongside a line of yellow caution tape when Cherie and her associate, Dean, arrived. “The body is over here,” waved Chief Sortaz. Cherie and Dean followed the short, stoc...
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If Angels Can Walk the Earth, So Can Demons
I had a few days to ponder “the plan” and to spend my up-front bonus money, a mere fraction of what I would earn, they promised. Should I go through with it? This was my dream, afterall, to be a famous actress. But I would not be ME. I woul...
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15 Words: Part 25
A click and a gun barrel poking his back, he knew Carlos had other plans.
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15 Words: Part 19
Leaving no trace behind, he casually slipped in the neighboring club’s rear entrance, blending in.
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Ditching Lucia
Valencia’s impressive architecture and lively social atmosphere had grown on me. I felt comfortable wandering about on my own, but my host family refused to let me. They always sent me off with their daughter, Lucia. It’s not that Lucia was...
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Not Your Ordinary Can of Tuna
This was not an ordinary can of tuna. As I pried the lid back, a luminous blue glow met my eyes. I stared harder at it, and it began to swirl. I felt attracted to it, unable to look away, and physically drawn in. Like some crazy sci-fi channel movie, I...
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Full Circle: Repossesion Finale
I knew this day would come. I had long ago stopped showing up for work, feigning illness, then sinking into depression. I stood at my bathroom cabinet, looking at myself in the mirror. The long scar was still pink down my chest. I opened it to take one...
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Role Reversal (repossesion)
I woke to nurse Danny’s face. “I knew one day I’d see you in here.” “What happened?” “You had a heart attack. The fire department got you down, and Mr. Ostenfeld filed a restraining order. He was jailed for thr...
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Bullets and Stubbornness (repossesion)
I was on assignment, feeling limber and alert, having had a tiny booster dose of Lore before going into work. I climbed the fire escape outside the apartment complex like a world class gymnast. I thought about how it would make my friend in the van cur...
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Drugs and Money (repossesion)
Lore was discovered to have medicinal effects similar to marijuana. But it also seemed to fight off aids, cancer, and multiple sclerosis. Herbalists sold the concoction as a wonder drug to decrease muscle stiffness, increase energy and apetite, and pre...
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Payment for Services (repossesion)
Mercy general was a real hospital. They had real doctors and real nurses and real patients. But the reality of the health care crisis is that money is money and money not paid for services rendered will result in collections. Mrs. Langley was still asl...
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Repossession
It was the dead of night, even the alley cats had given up screwing and gone home. I crept around the bushes, checking for open windows. No security signs, that was good. This was a nice home, lattice trellis lending the back patio romantic ambiance, a...
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Torn to Pieces (challenge)
I had it all planned out. I was going to graduate high school, go to the state school, get my degree, get married, have two kids, a boy and a girl, and a house with a white picket fence. But first I needed to get Braxton Peter Morris to notice me. I dr...
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Joey (4 letter story)
Joey was a good boy. He did not want to play. Life was not fun. His mom and dad were not a team. His best bud had left and he was sad. He had a dog. One day, he just lay down. Just like that. Joey was too sad to play. His mom had a lady talk to him....
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Waking Up The Spring
It had been days since I had seen the sun. When it was not precipitating, it was overcast. The gray dullness had made me listless and apathetic. I wandered aimlessly from chore to chore just to make the days pass. This morning I chewed my cereal and st...
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Packages
“Bring me a box or two,” barked Mr. Rafferty over the intercom, his voice thick. Ava had just finished canceling all of his appointments. She called the mail room, requesting boxes and said she would personally retrieve them. In the elevato...
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Dream Fulfillment Part Nine (bucket list) Final
He took my glass out of my hand and placed it on the table so he could take both my hands in his. Our eyes locked. I wasn’t afraid. I trusted him. And this astonished me. In that trust, came strength. We laid our tired bodies down beside each oth...
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Dream Fulfillment Part Eight (bucket list)
“I haven’t slept like that in months!” he scratched at his hair, which stood on end making him look more rooster-like. “So what are you saying?” “You’re good for me.” I sighed. “So, after today̵...
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Dream Fulfillment Part Seven (bucket list)
It wasn’t any band I had ever heard of, and it wasn’t in any place I would have set foot inside on my own, but I followed him, giggling like a fool, pulled by my hand into the club with the live band. He’d known a guy and gotten us up...
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