I know many people have asked what the delay is.
I am working on several very long stories. I may start by putting one of them up in parts. Historically, I have only distributed finished stories. That is because in my development effort, I often end up rewriting major portions of a story.
I will have something up soon.
Thursday, November 7, 2013
Earning a PHD
By Daring Diane
As she sat in the headmaster’s office, Christina was relieved. Christina was completing her PHD in education. As part of her research, she proposed to observe a 6th grade class for a minimum of 8 weeks. The headmaster told her the proposal was fine as long as Christina was not a disruption and as long as she worked within the rules of the school.
Headmaster Sarah Winters ran the
for Young Women with
an iron fist. Applegate
Christina was told that all students, teachers and administrators had to read and understand all of the school rules, methodology and disciplinary procedures. Christina read and signed the documents.
She would be initially observing a 6th grade class. Christina signed a form agreeing to follow the schedule for the 6th grade students and classes she would be observing. Depending on what Christina learned, her proposal included an option to work with one of the other grades as her research progressed.
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
“Hello,” There was a pause as the person listened to the caller.
“Yes, this is Carol Parker.” Another pause followed.
“Yes, It will take me a while. But, I’ll be there soon. Thank you.”
Carol took a deep breath and walked over to her supervisor.
“Louise, I just got a call from Mary Carol’s school. Something happened and she is in the office. I need to go over there. Hopefully, I can get back here pretty fast.”
Louise had an understanding look on her face. “Of course. These things happen. If you can’t get back I understand. I hope everything is alright.” Louise then got a mischievous look on her face and added, “At least, you’re dressed for school. Have fun. It’s Halloween. Don’t bother coming back. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Thursday, August 22, 2013
By Daring Diane
Shana Marikova had been one of the darlings of the international tennis scene for a couple of years now. She was cute and had that young look that made her a fantasy for all the fans out there. As with several other young stars in recent years, she seemed to be more successful with her public relations than with her career. Though she had some surprise wins over major stars, she just did not seem to be able to actually win a major tournament. She was breaking even as a player, but she was making money by sponsoring products. She kept pushing her agent to find a deal that would make her rich. She along with many on the tour recognized that the long term money was in endorsement deals.
The sponsoring company would have you wear their logo or the company name on the player's hat, shirt, skirt, pants, shoes, bag, or whatever else they could get a name printed on. Some clothing companies wanted you to wear their clothes even when not playing. Product companies wanted you to use their products and be in commercials.
Monday, July 15, 2013
The Fixers - Slutwear
By Daring Diane
A young looking girl slammed into the restroom. She was wearing a tissue thin camisole top with no bra and a micro mini-skirt along with 2 inch heeled sandals decorated with little fake jewels. Her top stopped mid-belly and she had on way to much make-up. Her hair was held back in a bandana kerchief.
Chris Kelly was a mother of five with her youngest in high school. Chris had a bad morning and she and her friends had gone to the mall to blow off some steam. They were just finishing up in the restroom before the arrival of the young lady in their midst.
The new arrival dashed over to the sink and elbowed her way in front of Chris. As she turned on the water, she mumbled, "Hey, try not to hog the sink. I need to wash my face."
Chris was taken aback by the rude behavior and responded firmly, "Excuse me little girl, but why don't you wait your turn? Or at least have the manners to ask before barging in front of us."
Monday, July 1, 2013
By Daring Diane
Rebecca stood staring at the empty luggage carousel. She knew friends that had lost their luggage, but it had never happened to her, until now. She looked around and asked a clerk what she should do. She was directed to the lost luggage reporting desk across from the carousels. She pondered all of the business trips where she might have lost her luggage. But no, here she was taking a few days off to be in her friend's wedding and now she had none of her personal items or her clothes. Thank God her bridesmaid dress was here in town. But, what was she going to wear for the rest of the week. She needed to go shopping. This was not a complication that she or June (the bride) needed in the midst of a wedding.
Rebecca was completing the paperwork for her lost luggage report when she hard, “There you are, I've been looking all over for you. What's holding us up Rebecca?”
“Oh Molly, thank god for a friendly face. The airline has lost my luggage.” Rebecca was exasperated. “I'm sorry for the delay. It's nice to see you.” Rebecca approached Molly, June’s older sister, and stretched up to give her a hug. Molly bent down and they exchanged a friendly hug.
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Melissa Cramer was walking down the hall in her candy striper uniform. She was looking for Dr. Michelle Carter. Melissa was a high school junior. She attended St. Mary’s Catholic school for young women where she had been since starting in the sixth grade. Besides being on the volleyball team and a member in many clubs, Melissa volunteered at the local hospital a couple of afternoons every week.
Dr. Carter, or Shelly to her friends, was Melissa’s idol. She was a young good looking female doctor. Melissa wanted to be just like her. Shelly had warmed to Melissa when they met a few months ago. They shared coffee and Shelly offered advice on what Melissa needed to do if she wanted to go to medical school. Dr. Carter was a good person and she got a lot of satisfaction from trying to help another woman get ahead in the medical profession.