Here In My Car

I write little sections of short stories sometimes. Lots of them are actually real similar, and I even use really similar writing techniques in pretty much all of them. Yep, all my stories are really really similar. You'd get bored if I posted every single one of them.

Willard sighed as he slowly walked back and forth around the kitchen of his apartment. His actions were almost robotic; he was too immersed in his own thoughts to mind much else. Had he been a little more attentive, he would have heard the low hum of Christmas carollers on the sidewalk below his window, or the mixed audio of three different feel-good Christmas movies were playing on the televisions of the apartments nearest him, or the drunken whoop of someone drinking themselves blind a little further up. Christmas was meant to be a time spent with loved ones, but Willard only had a few of those. Of those, even fewer considered him the same.
Willard had been considering having a small get-together with friends at his apartment this Christmas. Nothing big, just a nice Christmas turkey dinner, maybe watch a nice Christmas movie afterwards, I hear Love Actually's on at 8 30 tonight, not sure what channel though, maybe have a bit of a drink too. When Willard asked Keith, Keith said he just felt like spending Christmas at home. When Willard asked Sheena, she said she was going to the party at Keith's place. So were Karen, Jenny, James and Kirk. Didn't Keith ask you? Oh.

I always have trouble figuring names for stories. I got Willard from a a Names website, Keith is because I was reading the Wiki article for Mick Jagger and Keith Moon wasn't mentioned, but Keith Richards was, and they're the same name in my mind. But Keith in this story was named after Keith Moon. Sheena is from both Sheena is a Punk Rocker by the Ramones and Sheena is a Parasite by the Horrors, and I always use Sheena as a name in my stories. Well I do now. Karen and Jenny are just 'modern-sounding girl names', and aren't really named after anyone. Kirk and James are off Metallica. And Love Actually just because I really felt like watching it on Christmas, it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

I've decided to post more of these if I can't find things to blog about, but just you wait, I've got, quite possibly, the very best idea in the world for a blog coming right at you soon. It's called Things I Would Do Rather Than Die. It's a pretty big list right there, so it might be a while in the making, but it'll be totally worth it.