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Fictional memories - creative writing

seen on manoman:

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this little paragraph in your journal and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you. (Only if you so desire, of course).

Not really a mindless meme - more of a creative writing prompt post and so I am not putting it into the memes friends group.

My reply to his post, here, was:

"What always makes me smile is remembering that time in the junior common room of Vanbrugh College (York University) when we were making and selling toasted sandwiches for the 12 hour all-nighter horror video marathon and you said that we should make omelette/egg and ketchup ones and call them 'bloody smashed brains' toasties!"

So, let'em rip!


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Feb. 2nd, 2008 05:17 pm (UTC)
I remember when we went on that Antarctic expedition a few years ago and to fight off the Fearsome Snow Monsters. It's a good thing you had that laser blaster on you.
Feb. 2nd, 2008 11:31 pm (UTC)
Awesome! I had forgotten that!

Also, I love that icon. ;-p
Feb. 2nd, 2008 05:30 pm (UTC)
We were strangers, sitting across each other in the passenger car heading away from Frankfurt. I think we both needed to get away from that city.

It wasn't until we collapsed in a pile of sweat and heat days later, that I understood.
Feb. 2nd, 2008 11:31 pm (UTC)
*hugs* ;-p
Feb. 2nd, 2008 06:22 pm (UTC)
I find that truth can sometimes be stranger than fiction. I'm not even sure that you are even going to be aware of our bizzare meeting. Long before we met on Live journal we met in real life. It's only by slowly piecing together the clues that I have worked out who you are.

It was New year, we were both at the same party. I can't even remember now who the host was or where the party was, but it had a fancy dress theme. You were dressed as the sexiest witch I have ever seen. I was batman. I wasn't the only batman at the party. Throughout the night you would come across to me a flirt with me. Dropping hints at what you would like to do to me when you got your chance to get me somewhere quite on our own. It's a pity then that it was the other batman that forfilled your fantasies. Later in the evening I watched as you and the other batman came down the stairs together. The smile on his face telling me that you did get to play out the hints you had dropped in my direction.

I have often wondered as I read your Journal each day whether you have any clue that kingdavey is someone you have met in real life and have shared some of your darkest fantasies with. I wonder now whether after reading this you are going to be so horrified that I find an email in my inbox from Live Journal admin tell me that natf has deleted me as a friend and that I will no longer be able to read the friends only posts. Or could it be that I find an email from you inviting me down to Billingshurst, to catch up with a very wicked witch. I'll just have to wait and see.
Feb. 2nd, 2008 11:33 pm (UTC)
Nice one!

You really should pursue your writing. That is a fertile imaginationmemory... ;-p
Feb. 2nd, 2008 11:00 pm (UTC)
Hey, Nat,

Long time no talk to! The other night, I had this random memory, and I knew I just had to drop you a line.

Remember back in 8th grade, when we had English together? (I can't remember the teacher's name for the life of me. How weird is that?) So, I was remembering when Mrs. X changed the seating to a big circle instead of the usual neat little rows and columns we were used to. It was a cool seating arrangement because it gave everyone a perfect view point of everyone else in the class.

You know what's coming, don't you?

I remember that day so clearly. We're sitting about 8 seats apart, and halfway between us sat Percy Wallace. So harmless and living a practically invisible existence through elementary and junior high school. Invisible, that is, until, his brilliant English teacher rearranged the seating in her class so that he's in plain view of everyone else in the class!!!

Right there in the middle of some mind-numbing, dreary discussion of some literary-classic-of-the-hour, good ole Percy starts picking the heck out of his nose. OMG he was going for gold! You and I both happened to notice it at the same time. Do you remember how we caught each other's eye and just sat there looking at each other, stunned?!? Oh...my...gawd!!! ROFL The look on your face was priceless! I remember us sitting there, practically across from each other, shifting our gazes and trying to pretend WE DID NOT SEE WHAT WE JUST SAW! [I am SO cracking up right now, I can hardly type!]

Then, as if that weren't enough, a few seconds later, we looked at Percy again, and he was biting his fingernail...the fingernail on the same finger that was just completely UP HIS NOSE!!! Eeeeewwwwww!!!!!ROFLMBO

That was the last straw! We took one look at each other and busted out laughing!!! OMG that was so freaking funny. We were too through for the rest of the class. Mrs. X didn't know what to do with us!

OK, that was just too funny. I had tears in my eyes remembering that one. Whoo!

Well, I hope you had fun remembering it, too! Take care and write back soon!

Feb. 2nd, 2008 11:38 pm (UTC)
I hope you had fun remembering it, too!

I sure did! I think that I will have to do this pseudo-meme more often, what with my MonSter chomped branes/memoree - it is really making me smile! ;-p
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