The Writer's Café

-in-


Jessie walks in and sits down. "What I miss?" she says.

 

Another flash. This time the mans in a pink tutu. "Why!?" the man asks. "you look cute" riddle says laughing. "shall we dance" riddle teased. Another flash and there gone.

 

" Nothing much jessie, just woundering what i do wrong" David says looking at the strings on his lute, not daring to look up

 

Reg stares at the newcomer, decides the thousands of years of ancient rituals have finally gotten to her, and sits in the corner to decide exactly how insane she is. She whispers to David, "Do you see the monkey, too?"

 

"Nothing" she says quickly.

Jessie walks over to teh stranger. "Can you teach me to use my new armor?"

 

"what monkey?" David asks, other things on his mind

 

Keir wakes up at a more normal pace this time slowly realising that he is not where he should be. Wondering at what this strange place was he picked himself off the floor

 

"Teh one in the doorway right?" Jessie asks the stranger in her mind.

 

...storys can be written in 2nd person you know.

 

Reg gasps. She really is crazy. She begins rocking back and forth in the corner.
Back and forth... back and forth...
Suddenly, Reg passes out.

 

out
ohhh i luv second person!
but this is 3rd person
in

 

Why is there a hole in the roof he asks blithely?

 

-out-

What's 2nd person?

-in-

 

David clicks his fingers and reg comes to.

 

Slowly he remembered what had happened, and as he did an all too familiar face appeared. "monkey?!!"

 

"I'm insane..." mumbles Reg. "It finally happened..." She laughs grimly. "I knew this would happen eventually... I ust didn't expect it to happen for a couple hundred years..."

 

"what's second person?" Jessie asked me confused. "oh. It's when you are the narrator."

 

-Out-
I find second person hard to do without shifting into first person.
-In-

 

-out-

Be back later

 

"has Reg lost her mind?" asked Zak