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I love writing. If you want to know anything else just ask me or else read up! I have two blogs ("A Pen Itching To Bleed Onto Paper" and "The Rebirth of J"). One of my blogs (A Pen...) is updated more frequently than the other. "The Rebirth” is more of a story I am writing with my life whereas "A Pen" would be my random thoughts past, present, and future in this unfolding journey I call life. If this is your first time reading my blog, please visit Post #2 for the month of April 2008 in my "A Pen" blog archives... Thanks!

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

5 Sentence Story Contest

Okay so A few weeks ago I entered into a small contest on a blog that I frequent. It was a little writing contest that Jayson Boyett posts up once in a while. I will re-post the rules exactly as he did.

Rule #1: It doesn't have to have anything to do with the actual real-life subject/explanation of the photo.
Rule #2: It has to involve a character nicknamed "Hambone."
Rule #3: Why "Hambone"? Because it's a silly name, and I want to see how you turn a funny nickname into something scary.
Rule #4: Your story must contain five sentences. No more. No less.
Rule #5: Your story must be frightening, moody, mysterious, or otherwise scary in tone.


So anyway, I did it! One of my first times posting my writing in public so I was kind of proud of it! Lol Now, I didn’t win, BUT I did receive an honorable mention:

Most disgusting (possible) allusion to a Death Cab for Cutie song:
J Lopez, whose John Spellman decided to "repossess the heart" of his lover, Connie, via an apple-sized chest cavity he apparently created with his bare hands, just as Ben Gibbard might.


I thought I would share my story with you guys. Enjoy!
John loved his girlfriend Connie more than she could ever love him back and they both knew this was the reason that she had cheated on him.

As they slowly drove along the snow covered back road the night appeared darker than usual as the snow banks rose higher, swallowing their existence whole if only for that night; and John was counting on it. The unusually mild-mannered John looked at Connie in the pale moonlight that night with love so fierce that it immediately became an urge to repossess the heart that he had surrendered to her which he believed was hidden deep within her own heart and so he lunged at her, her scream muffled by the sound of the snowstorm.

In the morning all the police found was the pearl-colored four door vehicle covered in snow containing the dead body of Connie Young, girlfriend to John Spellman aka Hambone, the murderous lover of five separate women who had failed to love him to his desired standard. Within the apple sized cavity created by johns own hands was a note that read: My search for a woman that matches my love is far from over so please expect to find as many women as it takes – Hambone.

1 comment:

Story of a Girl said...

That was really good. you should've won ! well, i'm proud of you that you entered it.