C. R. Lenard

 Happy Halloween "It's so dark in here," I said trying to shift my weight before realizing I couldn't move. "Anyone there, hello?" I heard no response. I felt cold and... pressure? "What's going on?" My hand came free and I felt around me. The grit of something in my hands, it felt like dirt. I don't understand why there would be dirt in my bed. I don't understand why there is so much darkness. Light usually crept through the narrow openings and crevices of my door, but I see none. I feel like there is a ton of weight on my chest, almost like something heavy is on me. I wonder what it could be, maybe from the storm last night? I remember the storm, it was something terrible. lightening flashed in streaks across the sky and thunder roared from every direction. The electricity must have been knocked out and that would explain the total darkness. I'll just wait and listen for a moment. I hear vehicles in the distance but still see noth...

 I rejoin you tonight with a simple message, I am alive and well. Ian zigged and zagged then zagged and zigged enough that it wasn't so bad in my area, though our hearts and minds are with those who did not fare as well. I will be back on my journey of writing for your entertainment this week. I think I need to sit down and compile a schedule first to keep up with everything I need to do. It seems that either I am getting more things that need fitting into my day or I am getting too old to keep up with it all - most likely Both! What are some topics you might want a story to be about? (leave a comment, and I'll see what I can do for you.) That's it for now, thank you for taking the moment to read this.