CyberPunkGirl's Storieshere and now2008-09-18T05:09:48Zhttp://ficlets.com/feeds/author/cyberpunkgirlSea Fever<p>This morning I want to Be. At the beach. Near the ocean. With my camera. With my songs. Whispering. Singing. Talking to the ocean. I can see the sun and it is white. I’m listening to my favorite beach radio station on my walkman. What’s a walkman? Listening just as I did through high school, college … the soundtrack to my beach lives.</p>
<p>This afternoon I will go boogie boarding. Taking another long walk. Reading Vogue. Writing poems. My toes—digging a secret tunnel in the sand. Catching sandcrabs and naming them.</p>
<p>Tonight we’ll go to the best restaurant in the world (in my opinion) and order the best crab dip in the world (everyone’s opinion!) Maybe do some shopping. Catch up with my favorite shop owners. Coffee shops. Bookstores. See how business is going. They know me by name. They know how I like my iced lattes, which non-fiction books I like … they know the gemstones I collect.</p>
<p>Small ocean village town. My sandy, dusty and beautiful home.</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/10012007-03-20T20:39:51Z2008-09-18T05:09:48ZCyberPunkGirlhttp://ficlets.com/authors/cyberpunkgirlA Morning Blaze<p>It was morning. At least she thought it was morning. The curtains cast an orange glow upon her bedroom and the light lifted sweet fragments of night from her skin. Had she slept at all? Her feet were wrapped up in satin sheets. Her head had carved a deep dreamscape space in her pillow. She did not want to wake up. Living in the sweet inbetween of today and tomorrow—that was where she would stay. Is there no place more comforting than the unknown? She wasn’t certain at this point. She tried to open her eyes. She simply couldn’t. Not even the promise of warm blue droplets of water on her body could inspire her to rise. Not now. Today was not going to be a good day. She could tell already. She slowly opened her eyes. She reluctantly gazed out of her window. The orange glow she had felt, wasn’t the sun rays at all. Not even close. It was fire. The sky was on fire. Red. Orange. Havoc, chaos and death reigned outside of her window. She sighed. Smiling to herself, she crawled back into her dark bed and slept.</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/502007-03-08T19:46:11Z2008-01-31T18:51:38ZCyberPunkGirlhttp://ficlets.com/authors/cyberpunkgirl