Sunday, August 8, 2010

Chapter 11 ~ Pic and Chapter Teasers!


Chapter 11

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He dropped to his knees in front of Jack and reached out slowly to cup his face. She watched as two tears dripped down the man's face as he tenderly stroked the boy's face. Bella glanced down at her son and saw that he was grinning widely and his eyes were transfixed on his father's face. A smile broke out on Edward's face and gently pulled Jack into his arms.

"Jackson," Edward sobbed and he clutched his son to him tightly.

"Daddy," Jack cried into his father's shoulder. "I missed you."

Monday, August 2, 2010

Most epic message ever.

KitsuShel was sent a message on ff.net and this is what was in the message.


Name: DeydreamBeliever
Profile: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1843522/
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Subject: Parachute

Veruca, eh? I can do that. *whine, whine, complain - burst into song*

I want the story
I want the whole story
I want to lock it all up in my pocket
It`s my bar of chocolate
Give it to me

Now!

I want a chapter today
I want another tomorrow
I want to read `em so pick up your speed,
'Cause I want you to share `em

I want the works
I want the whole thing
Full of Presents and prizes, sweets and surprises
Of all shapes and sizes
Need it now
Don`t care how
I want it now
Don`t care how
I want it now

*smirks and takes bow* *Rolls eyes and huffs* No doubt you wish to give me
some excuse about real life and the importance of spending time with your
family. Blah, blah, blah. As if! Like you need time to eat and sleep and
take care of 'human moments'. Please. *stomps foot and shouts command*
Somebody chain her to the table with her computer and don't let her up until
the story is completed to reader satisfaction! *Smirks as people start
scurrying to look for chains. *Shakes finger and lectures* No breaks!
Nothing in real life could possibly be more important than writing and
publishing a fictional story for free to be read and critiqued by total
strangers. As if a six year old first born son could possibly compete with
that! Really, isn't that what why they invented Spongebob Squarepants - free
babysitting? I'm sure he'll be just fine watching mindless cartoons for six
hours a day while you're typing. Don't worry about him. Your anonymous
readers are what's really important - much more so than your own flesh and
blood.
*takes deep breath and relaxes, dropping Veruca persona*

There! Was that Veruca enough for you? Seriously, I'm a mother of four children, ranging in age from 5 to 11, so I'm honestly just teasing you tongue in cheek. I know we're lucky you give consistent updates. It's just hard as a reader when you're really into a story to wait for the next installment, as I'm sure you're well aware. So we just want you to know how much we value your work and wish you had more time to spend writing so we could spend more
time reading it. Rather than what we're supposed to be doing, of course.

*grin* Keep up the good work. I'm really looking forward to Friday's
chapter. It's the one I've been waiting for since you first published the
prologue.



I adore this lady. Seriously. How amazing is that song??



Sunday, August 1, 2010

Chapter 10 - Pic Tease & Chapter Teaser






Chapter 10 

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"Mrs. Cullen?" Bella asked. The woman's smile became unfathomably larger.

"Isabella Swan, it's a pleasure to meet you! To what do I owe this honor?" her lilting voice responded.

Bella's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open in shock.

"Ho-how do you know who I am?" she asked, in complete confusion.

Esme tilted her head slightly to one side, confusion also settling upon her face.

"I do work with the Chicago branch of Lost Treasures. I recognize you from the literature that the foundation gives out during charity events. I lost my own grandson a few years back, so it's a cause close to my heart," she smiled sadly at her.

"No effing way," Bella whispered, her jaw still hanging open.

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