| Michael Schooley ( @ 2003-05-04 02:01:00 |
Last Chance Before The Waste - belated, overdue, and not done
Mellissa Youngheart, in life, was much like every other single mother. She, too, has dealt with all the situations an early mother of seven years is expected to experience. Her son, Kavlas, has been the source of many a messes, poopings, cryings, crashings, and crushings that are to be expected of a young boy. All unintentional, of course, since a boy of such young age can't be expected to know better. Unlike many children, though, he has managed to produce an equal amount of making to counterbalance all the breaking. He was energetic, which also meant he was creative. This, coupled with his quick and eager disposition, led him to please his mother with a figurine made out of forks and spoons just as willing as he was to climb into the nearest cabinent. His mother, Mellissa, being like many other mothers, is guilty of both vices and virtues. She sometimes scolds without reason to vent her frusturations, she watches talk shows to get ill-concieved advice on how to take care of children, and she yells profanities a lot. However, she also dedicates time to reading with her son, playing games and watching him express his energies with drawing and crafting. Most importantly, she feels that although she may not be the best mother (which is true), her efforts at being a mother should not stop.
Today, however, she has been very busy with an important decision. In fact, she has been very busy with this decision for the past few months...
-I may or may not finish this later. Most likely not, though. The only thing that would keep me going is the clever interpretation of the topic. Besides that, the story itself bares little resemblance to good fiction, or at least fiction that I like. Already the concept is too mundane to keep my interest, and without a fantastical twist I think I'd much rather abandon it all together. Still, a decent effort for something I haven't really ever done before-
Mellissa Youngheart, in life, was much like every other single mother. She, too, has dealt with all the situations an early mother of seven years is expected to experience. Her son, Kavlas, has been the source of many a messes, poopings, cryings, crashings, and crushings that are to be expected of a young boy. All unintentional, of course, since a boy of such young age can't be expected to know better. Unlike many children, though, he has managed to produce an equal amount of making to counterbalance all the breaking. He was energetic, which also meant he was creative. This, coupled with his quick and eager disposition, led him to please his mother with a figurine made out of forks and spoons just as willing as he was to climb into the nearest cabinent. His mother, Mellissa, being like many other mothers, is guilty of both vices and virtues. She sometimes scolds without reason to vent her frusturations, she watches talk shows to get ill-concieved advice on how to take care of children, and she yells profanities a lot. However, she also dedicates time to reading with her son, playing games and watching him express his energies with drawing and crafting. Most importantly, she feels that although she may not be the best mother (which is true), her efforts at being a mother should not stop.
Today, however, she has been very busy with an important decision. In fact, she has been very busy with this decision for the past few months...
-I may or may not finish this later. Most likely not, though. The only thing that would keep me going is the clever interpretation of the topic. Besides that, the story itself bares little resemblance to good fiction, or at least fiction that I like. Already the concept is too mundane to keep my interest, and without a fantastical twist I think I'd much rather abandon it all together. Still, a decent effort for something I haven't really ever done before-