Categotry Archives: Suzie’s House
Suzie’s House 291 : A Writer’s Competitive Spirit.
The kitchen table was covered of flour and cookie cutters when Ben came over. I had a dish towel in my hands and flour on my shirt. “Now isn’t really a good time for…” I trailed off, seeing the look on his face.
Suzie’s House 290 : Doing Crunches
When Gene walked into his bedroom, Tracy was already there on his bed. First she lay there on her back with her hands behind her head. Then she sat, then she lay, then she sat. He could guess, but with her, you might as well just ask. “What are you doing?” “I’m doing abnormal exercises.”
Suzie’s House 289 : Bitter Harvest
“I’m telling you, it’s too soon.” Gene glared at Tracy. She pursed her lips and glared right back which just meant they might end up standing around and arguing all night because Tracy could be pretty stubborn sometimes. He glanced around Mrs. H.’s living room at all the other band members, looking for some backup and not getting it.
Suzie’s House 288 : Tracy and Bruce Practice
Reymond Ungar could hear voices coming from the band room. Though the sound was faint, it was persistent, and entirely too familiar. He stifled a groan. Apparently Tracy Martin was at it again.
Suzie’s House 287 : Gene and Kate Practice
There was all this sound and motion, but Gene found practicing with Kate kind of peaceful. It shouldn’t have been. The girl was almost as twitchy as her singer friend, and her drum playing drowned him out most of the time. Maybe it was because he really didn’t care. She fumbled and dropped a drum stick, but he kept playing. She’d catch up when she was ready.
Suzie’s House 286 : Justin and Emma Practice
“What are you doing here?” Justin looked scary with his mouth all snarly and eyes narrow. For a minute, it made Emma nervous – as if there was anything in the world that didn’t make her nervous – but then, maybe it wasn’t a bad thing for Justin to hate Bruce that much.
Suzie’s House 285 : The Sound of Music
Suzie ripped the check out of the checkbook and stuffed it into an envelope. She could have done it online, but then the money would have transferred faster and she’d find herself in yet another financial bind. Such wonderful things she could look forward to.
Suzie’s House 284 : The Nut House
“Have some tea. You’re looking a bit sallow, my dear.” Sonoma pushed Drew into a chair at the kitchen table, much to his irritation. “You’re just like Suzie. Except for the tea and the language.” Drew hunched over with his elbows on the table. He really, really did not want to have to drink any more tea, but when Sonoma suggested it, no one could escape. It was her profession, after all.
Suzie’s House 283 : I Am the Predator
Crap. What was he doing with helping that girl get over stage fright? Bruce yanked a black, knitted beanie out of his coat pocket and jammed it on his head as he walked away from Emma’s neighborhood. He wasn’t running away. Not at all. He was going back toward State Street and downtown, where he belonged.
Suzie’s House 282 : A Dark and Snowy Night
He was right behind her. Emma walked as fast as she could, too afraid to run because if she did, then Bruce would have an excuse to run, too, and there was no way she could get home before he caught up with her. She concentrated on the crunch of frost under foot and tried to ignore the painful pounding in her heart and the enclosing darkness between each street light.
Suzie’s House 281: Stage Fright – Preamble
“I can’t do it. I can’t. I just can’t.” Emma caught herself scratching her elbow and made herself stop. She itched all over, and had since even before she and Kate left that old house where Gene lives. “But Emma, you’re really good at it.”
Suzie’s House 280: The Power of a One Man Band
“Before we jump for joy over all his connections,” Gene said in a way that made Emma nervous, like he was mad about something or maybe like he didn’t much care for this guy named Bruce. “Let’s see if he’s any good. He’s not a member of the band yet, you know.” He gave Tracy a hard look. “Of course.” Bruce didn’t seem to mind at all. He pulled a keyboard out of his backpack like he’d been expecting this […]
Suzie’s House 279 : Band Meeting
Bruce didn’t think much of the house where Gene lived now. The place he lived before, back when he lived with the old drunk, had to be less than half as old, and it wasn’t brand new or anything. He knew some people got into these creaky old houses, but Bruce wasn’t one of them.
Suzie’s House 278 : 24 Hours?
What a long day. Gene crawled into bed and didn’t even bother to turn his mp3 player on. Too tired. He scrunched down into the blankets. What was that word Tracy used? Nestle? Only she said it like the chocolate instead of the word that made him think of little birds in a nest. It was like that other word she kept messing up. The one for liquor, only not. Oh, right. Absolute. She kept saying ablute. Was that even […]
Suzie’s House 277 : What is a Beta Read?
“What’s a beta read,” Lisa asked. She sat at my kitchen table with an air of determination as she tried to convince me to take her on. I took a bite of bread while I thought of how to answer. Seems like simple things are always the hardest to describe.
