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What the Hell?

    "Okay, mam'm, we are almost there, take a deep breath and push, breath and push, breath and push. You are almost there, I can see the top of the head starting to crown. You are doing great. Just keep breathing and pushing. Breath, and push a little harder. I think he's almost out............Um, Doctor, can I talk to you for one second?  Over here,...keep breathing and pushing......,  Doctor, that thing has horns on it. It's starting to tear the tissue. I think this poor woman is giving birth to an evil entity. We need to get it out, and I hate to say this, and I may be fired, or cursed, but that thing is not human, and we aren't going to let it live past the birthing process. How should we do this?"

What is an important item from your childhood, and where is it now....

    As Christmas is approaching quickly, and having turned 40 years of age this year, I was thinking that I have had 39 Christmas days, with the 40th happening in two weeks. I think back on all of the things I have received for Christmas, and what it would look like with every Christmas present I ever received was all in the living room on Christmas morning.          As I think back on all of the great memories and times spent with family, there are some presents that stand out the most in my memory. One was my first guitar, which I got when I was 14, almost 15, years old, and I still have it in my parent's unfinished basement, that is used for storage. I haven't played that guitar in years, but it's the one I first had, and spent hours upon hours teaching myself how to play. A couple years later, I got an electric guitar, and two years after that, I got a guitar pedal effects board so I could play different songs with different sounds. I now have a be...

Five things I saw today that I either liked or hated....

      So, my writing prompt from today was "Describe five things you saw that you didn't like, and a couple you did like. I am also timed on this prompt. so the clock starts now.     When I woke up earlier today, my dad was babysitting my cute little niece, Sophie, and they were playing a cute little game I bought for Elliot and me to play when Elliot was between three and six years old. I don't know if my dad was letting her win, but she kept winning, and her laugh was so funny, and so sweet.      I have been going in and donating plasma so that I can make a few extra bucks so that when I take Elliot to Disneyland in January, I will have a little nest egg of money for food and to let Elliot build a little Star Wars Droid at Galaxy's Edge in Disneyland, but the thing I hate most about that place is when they stick the needle in your arm, and even though it hurts for under a second, it still has a nasty sting. I am getting used to it now, but I hat...

Perfect. Just Perfect

This one is a prompt that I kind of pieced two different prompts to crate this story. This is just a really short story.     It was a typical Monday morning at Amory High School. Nothing really out of the ordinary. Kevin, a senior, was looking for a math homework assignment that he left in his locker the previous Friday, and was thinking that he could just copy a friend's assignment, or do a rush job. Kevin was a pretty popular kid, and had lots of friends. However, there was a girl that he had been going to school with pretty much his whole life, named Lucy.     Lucy wasn't popular, and her home life wasn't great either. Her dad left the family when she was three years old, and her mom didn't have a great job, but it kept them afloat. Lucy was smart, and a kind person to anyone she talked to, though most of the student body tried to ignore her. She still tried to help them in different ways. Lucy also had a minor disability. While her mother was pregnant, Lucy suffe...
      Hell is a scary place. I mean, really scary. There are ways to torture every single soul that ends up there for eternity. Even the demons that serve the Lord of Darkness are punished if Satan requires them to tempt and earn a human soul, but fail. There is even a leaderboard showing off the best of the demons at any given time. However, If they don't succeed in their missions, they are punished by the Evil Overlord himself.....except for one.      There is a demon named Abraxas, and every single soul and demon cannot stand Abraxas. He's loud, loves being punished and he actually loves living in Hell. In fact, he drives Satan crazy so much, that Satan is constantly sending him back to Earth to try and corrupt souls. Once a mission is either successful or failed, Abraxas returns to Hell, there is already a new mission, just for him. He is a failure most of the time, but no one in Hell actually cares, just as long as Abraxas isn't around to drive th...

Brand New...

    So, I this is the deal. I love writing my other blog, From Nate's Noggin, and of course I do my film reviews in print and my podcast, The Freaking Film Fanatic. However, when I started that blog, I wanted to use writing prompts to help me become a better writer. But, when I started FNN, I haven't ever had a hard time thinking of things to write about. Sometimes they just jump into my head and I have to write them. I do feel bad though. I have started a lot of blogs on FNN, but haven't finished them yet, mainly due to time.      Now, I don't know if any of you out there would care to read anything past FNN or The FFF, but I still wanted to put this out there for others to read. There is a writing project called Nanorimo, I think is how it is spelled, but it's probably wrong. The idea is that every November, you try to write at least 1,000 words a day, and work on a novel, a blog, or whatever. This is going to be the blog that will have me stretching my mind a...