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12/31/22 Final Thoughts

  Final Thoughts Oh my gosh I made it! I managed to write something everyday for an entire year! I’ll admit there are times when I wanted to stop, but I also wanted to keep going and not give up. Burnout is so real though, and it hit hard multiple times throughout the year. I am proud that I did it though, no matter how challenging it was some nights. I may not be proud of every single piece that I wrote, but I am happy with a lot of them. It is more the fact I was able to push myself to just write something, whether it was good or bad, that makes me the most proud. It has been a good experience though, coming up with something new every night. It challenged my creativity while also helping to develop my writing style. It gave me a chance to play around with different genres and styles of writing that I might not have done before. I am excited however for next year where I plan to continue writing, (maybe not every single day) and also work on editing and planning ahead. I am v
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12/30/22 Reality is Changing

  Reality is Changing I don’t know when exactly this started happening or why, but it is. Reality is changing around me. At first the changes were small, unnoticeable, but now…now they are everywhere and nothing makes sense anymore. Everything seems fake, too fantastical to be real, but here it is before my eyes.  The things people wear now are so full of color or design. Ladies walk casually in their long dresses covered in butterflies or clouds. Some clothes seem to emanate fire, a smoke following them wherever they go, but they do not burn. People themselves look different, with skin colors all through the spectrum, and eyes and hair colors the same. There is no set tone for those things anymore, they are now a mixed match of any color imaginable. It is not just the people that have changed but the world itself. Giant structures have popped up everywhere, made of various materials. Some buildings look like castles, others ruins, factories, grand buildings made with strange a
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12/29/22 Diamonds in the Stone (Part 4)

  Diamonds in the Stone (Part 4) “Yes, one million dollars even,” Rena says calmly. “It’s only fair, seeing as you will be making at least three times that.” Mr. Davies thinks it over for a moment, moving past his initial shock, and sees Rena’s reasoning. “And your price won’t go up if the diamonds bring in more than we expect?” “Nope. A solid one million, no matter what. How about this; you contract me for one million to remove the diamonds for you. That way, we will have a legal form saying that you only owe me one million dollars, no more, no less. I will only be entitled to what is on the contract and the rest is yours.” Mr. Davies is surprised at Rena’s maturity in the situation, making such a reasonable offer. “Alright, you have yourself a deal,” Mr. Davies says, reaching his hand over the desk to shake Rena’s. “Thank you,” Rena says with a smile on her face. “I will have my people draw up the contract later today, and I will see you here tomorrow for the signing. The
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12/28/22 Diamonds in the Stone (Part 3)

  Diamonds in the Stone (Part 3) “What kind of deal?” Mr. Davies asks cautiously. “You do intend to sell the diamonds once they are removed from the stone right?” Rena presumes. “Ugh, well yes, I do,” Mr. Davies responds, a little embarrassed by his greed. “Well then I wan’t a cut of the money. I am after all the one getting you the diamonds.” “Those diamonds are property of the museum and all funds raised by them should go  directly to me! To be used for the benefit of the museum of course.” “I promise you will still get a fair share of the money. I am not an unkind woman, I have morals, but in this case I am breaking them slightly for my own benefit.” “Alright,” Mr. Davies days in defeat, “How much do you want?” “Well that depends, how much are all these diamonds worth?” “Let me call in an appraiser and we will find out. Please come with me to my office.” Rena follows Mr. Davies to his office and sits down in a chair by the door. Mr. Davies grabs his phone and calls f
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12/27/22 Diamonds in the Stone (Part 2)

  Diamonds in the Stone (Part 2) “Hello ma’am, I am Mr. Davies the director of this museum.” He shakes Rena’s hand as security guards watch from behind him. “I hear you think you can break the unbreakable stone?” “Yes, I can’t fully explain it, but I just need to hold it. It’s like it is calling to me, or the diamonds are…or something, I don’t know! Just please let me hold it.” Mr. Davies looks at her strangely for a moment, wondering whether to trust her or not. He turns to one of the three security guards. “Open the case and hand this woman the stone.” The security chief looks at him, “Sir, are you sure this is a good idea?” “I have waited years to see those diamonds free from the stone. If this woman believes so strongly to cause all this ruckus, then let her try it. If she fails we lose nothing, but if she succeeds…” dollar signs flash in his eyes, “All those diamonds. We must let her try.” The chief turns to the guard, “Alright, go ahead and do it.” The guard takes his
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12/26/22 Diamonds in the Stone (Part 1)

  Diamonds in the Stone (Part 1) Rena walks around the museum, staring at all the beautiful displays, reading a sign here and there of things that catch her eye. She stops as she enters the geology room. All around her are shining crystals and ornate stone, it is stunning in her eyes. She wants to examine everything much closer all at once but she is drawn to a display in the middle. An orange stone sits in a glass case on a pure white pedestal. Scattered all over the stone are what appear to be little diamonds. With the size of the stone being the size of two hands, Rena figures there must be thousands of those diamonds in there. Rena looks at the sign on the case, “The Unbreakable Stone.” The sign explains that the rock is like nothing they have ever seen before and that no one has been able to break the stone open to retrieve the diamonds. They have tried all sorts of tools and explosives, but nothing has made the rock crack even a little. As she stares deeper at the rock, s
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12/25/22 Paper Floor

  Paper Floor Boxes, bags, and wrapping paper were scattered across the floor. It was hard to step on just the carpet without getting some form of paper on your foot. It seemed like the floor was completely covered and the mess would be impossible to clean.  The next day the mess stayed, no one cleaning it up. The day after that and the day after that, nothing was done about it. The carpet was no more, it was just trampled wrapping paper and squished bags. Years passed, they forgot what the carpet even looked like in the living room. They had grown so accustomed to the paper, it just felt right now. They didn’t miss the carpet and didn’t mind the mess, and so the wrapping paper stayed, on the floor, forever. The End 12/25/22
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