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So, over at [livejournal.com profile] msmoat's lj, she's trying to encourage [livejournal.com profile] elizabethoshea to write Pros fic. Now, personally I think this is an exceptional idea, and should be spread far and wide... Also, I really fancy reading more paragraphs of Prosfic right now - just little, random paragraphs to intrigue me, and inspire me and make me want it more...

So... if I post a random Pros paragraph here in my lj, will everyone who reads it (hah!) write a random Pros paragraph to their lj today? Please? Doesn't have to be fiction, if you don't fancy writing a paragraph (although that would be my favourite... *g*) - but just anything Pros-y?

Hmmn - shall I play on your sympathy and say "It's been a weird Christmas! I need Pros! Please help?"? Well no, maybe I won't say that, maybe I'll just post one of my own. *g*

o0o


Dark and dirt and dark and dirt and dark and...

Whatever you do, don't move your head.

Dark and dirt and dark and dirt and dark and...

Dirt. It was underneath him, his fingernails curling into it, so that when he tried to straighten his fingers he could feel it crusted around, pressing between the layers of him, as if it was trying to get in, as if it was...

No. Hold yourself together man!

Who said that?

You said that... Whispers in the dark, making his head spin.

Don't move your head...

He wanted Bodie.

Who said that?

Date: Saturday, 29 December 2007 11:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] callistosh65.livejournal.com
Ooooh...dark and shivery atmosphere - where is Doyle? Why? The voice?? So much you could do with this. Now go get Bodie and get our lad out of his peril..*g*
Edited Date: Saturday, 29 December 2007 11:20 am (UTC)

Date: Saturday, 29 December 2007 12:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] empty-mirrors.livejournal.com
Oh god!

*shudders*

Date: Saturday, 29 December 2007 01:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gilda-elise.livejournal.com
Oh, no way, this is just too evil an idea. You give us that paragraph and then expect us to not want the whole story?! Evil, evil woman! ;-)

Date: Saturday, 29 December 2007 01:53 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] angel-ci5.livejournal.com
Well, I see [livejournal.com profile] msmoat titled this exercise "A Tease", which is exactly right, that's just what this is! *g*

Date: Saturday, 29 December 2007 02:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magenta-blue.livejournal.com
Heh heh - your intro was just too good to resist, so my paragraph follows on from yours, hope you don't mind, and of course, hope you like it! And I cannot fail to respond to calls of weird christmases, mine too was rather special in that respect!

***

It was the wind, the wind said it, finding its voice as it snuck around shadows and played merry hell with the treetops.

On such a night, or such a night / would anybody care / if such a little figure / slipped quiet from its chair…

It was his granny, his granny said that, staring into space in the nursing home. She was a weird one, his granny, touched so his mother said but there were sometimes, just sometimes when she would turn and really see him and he was afraid…

He coughed damp mud and was instantly back in reality, gasping for breath in the darkness. Now was not the time to be fanciful, now was not the time… the time! How long had he been lying here?

I'm late / I'm late / For a very important date / No time to say "Hello, Goodbye / I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.

It was the White Rabbit, the white rabbit said that but he wasn’t Ray in Fucking Wonderland, he was Ray Here and Now and he had to focus and breathe and think…

Where was his RT?

Date: Saturday, 29 December 2007 06:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crimson-37.livejournal.com
I swear I left a comment. Knowing me I didn't press - post comment.

I did say.

I hope he's not buried alive because that is what everything seems to be pointing to here and that is just *shudders* cruel. [By cruel I mean this just scares the crap out me] He'll wake up in a minute, right?

Wonderfully eerie though. Thank you.
Bodie move your butt and save your man.



Date: Saturday, 29 December 2007 07:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] msmoat.livejournal.com
See, you're better at specifying things than I am! *g* I'd rather hoped people would write their own paragraphs in their own journals, but I perfectly understand why they all commented with their paragraphs in mine. So, good on you for getting it out there properly! And look at all the cool paragraphs we have! It's torture, isn't it? *g*

Mind you--ow--I'm getting--ow--kicked by [livejournal.com profile] elizabethoshea--ow.

Date: Saturday, 29 December 2007 11:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] solosundance.livejournal.com
gah, dizzy! Don't know where to go next with this paras thing! Actually, as I think I've wibbled in other people's lj's, I like the stand-alone tease. Don't need to know nuthin 'cept what you've written ... only .... where *is* Doyle? What trouble is he in? Is he going mad? Am I? *g*
















Date: Saturday, 29 December 2007 11:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] solosundance.livejournal.com
heh, and my para is in that big white space underneath my last comment ... it's invisible, see. Yes, I too am very stressed by Christmas and keep slumping on my keyboard causing all sorts of mayhem *g*

Hold Your Breath, Sunshine


A ship is safe in the harbour - but that's not what ships are for.

~o~

I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night. (Sarah Williams)

~o~

Could've.
Should've.
Would've.
Didn't. Didn't. Didn't.

~o~

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