There was no episode yesterday. The moment I sat down to log on thunder rumbled around me. The risk of damage to my computer from lightening is not something I take lightly. My computer had a restful half day off.
Here's the next episode:
Episode 22
Synchro
“Our application to keep him in custody was denied. It’s his first offence. He’s out,” came the voice from the phone.
Six weeks after his interview with the detectives Synch had almost forgotten about it. The phone call hadn’t surprised him.
“What are you going to do?” he asked.
“We’d like to know the details of the supposed victims you mentioned,” said David Finestra. “We might be able to give them protection around the date you mentioned.”
“I can’t help you with that. I don’t know addresses or names,” he said. Thinking the release of the murderer prompted a change in the detectives’ mind’s he asked, “Why have you decided to believe me?”
Silence.
It lengthened.
Synch thought the phone line had disconnected.
“My son is six and a half,” said David.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Episode 21: A hint of a smile
The bushfires in Victoria have claimed 181 lives to date. Searches for more deceased are continuing in outer reaches as conditions become safe. The tragedy has brought shock and horror far and wide. From this Australians stand united helping those affected. Many many people are pitching in, doing what they can to help, if not physically then by donation of supplies or money. The effort is mammoth.
It's heartening to watch.
Makes me feel proud to be Australian.
Episode 21
Synchro
The next week ended. It had been exceedingly busy. Synchro watched Cindy’s efforts improve beyond belief. By Friday she not only processed orders correctly she was a step a head for the next one.
“All the new employees have worked well this week,” said Jenny Slacks. “Even Cindy.”
“I noticed,” said Sync. “Did you find out what was troubling her?” He was fishing. He’d promised himself he wouldn’t do that. It was none of his business. He’d seen Cindy’s forced smile when talking to the others. It was obvious something was going on.
“Something about splitting up,” she answered.
“Oh.” He tried to sound sad for Cindy.
A hint of a smile gave him away.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
It's heartening to watch.
Makes me feel proud to be Australian.
Episode 21
Synchro
The next week ended. It had been exceedingly busy. Synchro watched Cindy’s efforts improve beyond belief. By Friday she not only processed orders correctly she was a step a head for the next one.
“All the new employees have worked well this week,” said Jenny Slacks. “Even Cindy.”
“I noticed,” said Sync. “Did you find out what was troubling her?” He was fishing. He’d promised himself he wouldn’t do that. It was none of his business. He’d seen Cindy’s forced smile when talking to the others. It was obvious something was going on.
“Something about splitting up,” she answered.
“Oh.” He tried to sound sad for Cindy.
A hint of a smile gave him away.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
Monday, February 9, 2009
Episode 20: Personal Problems
The death toll for the Victorian fires is up to 173. The horror scenes on last nights TV reports cannot begin the reflect the ongoing suffering those involved will bear.
I am thankful and fortunate my family members are safe.
This story seems so trival in light of the weekend's events.
Nevertheless, here's the next part:
Synchro
At work Jenny Slatts updated Sync on the new employees. All had picked up procedures quickly in one day. Cindy however was hopeless. Her eagerness and smile of expectancy from the day before had vanished. She stuffed up at least one part of every order she processed.
“What do you want to do about her?” said Jenny.
“Keep her on for a week. She might come good,” said Sync. He knew details about her but he wasn’t a mind reader. He hoped it was just first day nerves.
At the end of the week he called Cindy into his office.
“I can do better,” she said. “I’m having a few personal problems at the moment. I know my work has been atrocious. I will do better.”
Her eyes shone with tears. Her down-turned mouth begged to be kissed and consoled. He didn’t have the heart to dismiss her.
How could he sack the woman he’s supposed to hook up with anyway?
Jenny had worked for him for years and knew Synchro was ruthless when it came to employees. They had to work as hard and as good at their job as he did. Anything less and they were out the door.
Jenny wouldn’t understand his decision.
“I’ll give you another week. If you haven’t got the job down pat by then I’ll have to let you go.”
She nodded. A tear slid down her cheek.
She left the room and Sync filled with self-doubt. Maybe she wasn’t the one. He’d only ever gone out with women who were confident. Cindy was the opposite. He didn’t like the characteristic. It was too insecuring. Maybe all this inner knowledge stuff was rubbish.
One thing was certain.
The thought of never seeing her again turned his gut.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
I am thankful and fortunate my family members are safe.
This story seems so trival in light of the weekend's events.
Nevertheless, here's the next part:
Synchro
At work Jenny Slatts updated Sync on the new employees. All had picked up procedures quickly in one day. Cindy however was hopeless. Her eagerness and smile of expectancy from the day before had vanished. She stuffed up at least one part of every order she processed.
“What do you want to do about her?” said Jenny.
“Keep her on for a week. She might come good,” said Sync. He knew details about her but he wasn’t a mind reader. He hoped it was just first day nerves.
At the end of the week he called Cindy into his office.
“I can do better,” she said. “I’m having a few personal problems at the moment. I know my work has been atrocious. I will do better.”
Her eyes shone with tears. Her down-turned mouth begged to be kissed and consoled. He didn’t have the heart to dismiss her.
How could he sack the woman he’s supposed to hook up with anyway?
Jenny had worked for him for years and knew Synchro was ruthless when it came to employees. They had to work as hard and as good at their job as he did. Anything less and they were out the door.
Jenny wouldn’t understand his decision.
“I’ll give you another week. If you haven’t got the job down pat by then I’ll have to let you go.”
She nodded. A tear slid down her cheek.
She left the room and Sync filled with self-doubt. Maybe she wasn’t the one. He’d only ever gone out with women who were confident. Cindy was the opposite. He didn’t like the characteristic. It was too insecuring. Maybe all this inner knowledge stuff was rubbish.
One thing was certain.
The thought of never seeing her again turned his gut.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Savage Saturday: No Episode Today
Thankfully my family and friends are safe after the horrendous fires in Victoria on Saturday. Many are in shock caused by facing a wall of flames about to engulf them or loved ones, not knowing where loved ones were at the height of the blaze, trying to get to loved ones who were in trouble...
Shock waves are still rippling through Australia.
It's Monday morning, 8:45, and the death toll stands at 108. More bodies are expected to be found in coming days.
To those devastated by the fires, the emergency services, those injured and those lost, I respectfully withhold today's episode.
May they Rest In Peace.
Diane L Wood
Shock waves are still rippling through Australia.
It's Monday morning, 8:45, and the death toll stands at 108. More bodies are expected to be found in coming days.
To those devastated by the fires, the emergency services, those injured and those lost, I respectfully withhold today's episode.
May they Rest In Peace.
Diane L Wood
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Episode 19: Two Cops and a Murderer
Synchro
“Tell us again,” said Detective David Finestra. “You don’t know the man but you know he’s going to kill people?”
Sync ran fingers through his hair. They didn’t believe him. He’d been in the interview room for over an hour. The two detectives thought Sync was part of the reported murder until he mentioned psychic. Both of them let Sync ramble on about how he knew things about people.
“Look,” said Sync pissed off about being thought of as a nut case. “That murderer on the news bulletin killed and will kill again. Write this down in your diaries. In three months, five days, eleven and a half hours he’ll murder a woman and her disabled grand-daughter.”
“He’s being held in custody until he goes to court. How is he going to murder anyone while he’s locked up waiting for his case to be heard?” said Detective Will Brown sarcastically.
“I don’t know,” said Sync standing to leave. “If I’m right you’ll have two deaths on your hands that could have been avoided. If I’m wrong, I’m sorry to have wasted your time.” Every cell of his body screamed he was right.
The detectives looked at each other unconvinced.
Holding the door handle Sync looked into David’s face. A bubble of white light appeared around him.
“You were born in 1974, have two children and will have two more. You rent a house and are about to buy your first home. You’re not sure about location because you might be transferred anywhere,” said Sync.
David stared back at Sync.
“Wrong,” he said. “I have one child. The rest could apply to anyone in this station.”
“Your first child is a six year-old boy. Check with your ex,” said Sync. “You have my contact details.”
He left the two staring at each other.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
“Tell us again,” said Detective David Finestra. “You don’t know the man but you know he’s going to kill people?”
Sync ran fingers through his hair. They didn’t believe him. He’d been in the interview room for over an hour. The two detectives thought Sync was part of the reported murder until he mentioned psychic. Both of them let Sync ramble on about how he knew things about people.
“Look,” said Sync pissed off about being thought of as a nut case. “That murderer on the news bulletin killed and will kill again. Write this down in your diaries. In three months, five days, eleven and a half hours he’ll murder a woman and her disabled grand-daughter.”
“He’s being held in custody until he goes to court. How is he going to murder anyone while he’s locked up waiting for his case to be heard?” said Detective Will Brown sarcastically.
“I don’t know,” said Sync standing to leave. “If I’m right you’ll have two deaths on your hands that could have been avoided. If I’m wrong, I’m sorry to have wasted your time.” Every cell of his body screamed he was right.
The detectives looked at each other unconvinced.
Holding the door handle Sync looked into David’s face. A bubble of white light appeared around him.
“You were born in 1974, have two children and will have two more. You rent a house and are about to buy your first home. You’re not sure about location because you might be transferred anywhere,” said Sync.
David stared back at Sync.
“Wrong,” he said. “I have one child. The rest could apply to anyone in this station.”
“Your first child is a six year-old boy. Check with your ex,” said Sync. “You have my contact details.”
He left the two staring at each other.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
Friday, February 6, 2009
Episode 18: Information, Decision, Action
Are you enjoying the story?
Feel free to post any comments, good bad or otherwise.
Thought you might like to read a short story I wrote and posted on a forum. Here's the link:
http://easywaytowrite.19.forumer.com/viewtopic.php?t=9
Now...
Episode 18
Synchro
'What do I do now?'
He’d always thought carefully before taking action. Considering his options was the first step.
'Yeah? Ok, what exactly are my options.'
He could tell Cindy they were going to end up together so she better drop her fiance and start dating Sync. Aside from thinking him a pompous ass she’d reckon he was off his rocker. It’d probably be the last time he’d ever see her.
He could treat her as an ordinary employee. How? She was gorgeous. He went tingly all over at the sight of her.
He could pretend he knew nothing about her. Yeah like not thinking about a pot smoking whale singing Come Fly with Me.
He came up with a dozen other possibilities all of them had outstanding reasons why he should not act.
He decided to let it rest till tomorrow.
A good night’s sleep should bring clarity, he hoped.
He flicked on the TV as he dumped the pizza box on the coffee table. A news story showed an alleged murderer handcuffed and being lead from the crime scene to a police car. Studying the alleged Sync took a bite of pizza. Guilty as hell came into his mind. The man will be released and kill again. His victims will be a woman and her disabled grand-daughter. The pizza suddenly tasted bitter. Sync took a deep swig of cola. Since when did soft drink become tasteless?
He knew as surely as he would take his next breath he had to do something to stop two innocent people being murdered.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
Feel free to post any comments, good bad or otherwise.
Thought you might like to read a short story I wrote and posted on a forum. Here's the link:
http://easywaytowrite.19.forumer.com/viewtopic.php?t=9
Now...
Episode 18
Synchro
'What do I do now?'
He’d always thought carefully before taking action. Considering his options was the first step.
'Yeah? Ok, what exactly are my options.'
He could tell Cindy they were going to end up together so she better drop her fiance and start dating Sync. Aside from thinking him a pompous ass she’d reckon he was off his rocker. It’d probably be the last time he’d ever see her.
He could treat her as an ordinary employee. How? She was gorgeous. He went tingly all over at the sight of her.
He could pretend he knew nothing about her. Yeah like not thinking about a pot smoking whale singing Come Fly with Me.
He came up with a dozen other possibilities all of them had outstanding reasons why he should not act.
He decided to let it rest till tomorrow.
A good night’s sleep should bring clarity, he hoped.
He flicked on the TV as he dumped the pizza box on the coffee table. A news story showed an alleged murderer handcuffed and being lead from the crime scene to a police car. Studying the alleged Sync took a bite of pizza. Guilty as hell came into his mind. The man will be released and kill again. His victims will be a woman and her disabled grand-daughter. The pizza suddenly tasted bitter. Sync took a deep swig of cola. Since when did soft drink become tasteless?
He knew as surely as he would take his next breath he had to do something to stop two innocent people being murdered.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Episode 17: She's the One, but ...
Synchro
“Cindy Charmers,” said the pretty brunette as she sat in Sync’s office.
Her curly hair framed her round face. A smattering of freckles showed through the makeup on her nose. He couldn’t help studying her. Uh-oh, a white light bubble formed around her. News Flash! She was his soul-mate. She was the one!
“I had a feeling there was a job vacancy so thought it’d be a good idea to wait to see you,” she said handing him her resume.
Sync beamed.
“Very intuitive of you,” he said. He felt like an idiot. He couldn’t stop smiling. He knew everything about her. All her private personal details. She flushed and changed positions in her chair. He had to stop staring he was making her uncomfortable.
He glanced at the pages of the resume not seeing a single word. He pretended to read trying to stabilise his excitement.
“Can you start immediately?” he asked.
“Yeah sure,” she grinned. “Don’t you want to know more about me?”
“I know enough,” he assured her. “Come with me,” he said taking her into the factory. He introduced her to Jenny Slatts the over-seer of operations. He turned and walked away. As he opened the office door he glanced back at Cindy. His broad smile fell away. Another detail came to his mind.
Cindy Charmers was engaged to be married.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
“Cindy Charmers,” said the pretty brunette as she sat in Sync’s office.
Her curly hair framed her round face. A smattering of freckles showed through the makeup on her nose. He couldn’t help studying her. Uh-oh, a white light bubble formed around her. News Flash! She was his soul-mate. She was the one!
“I had a feeling there was a job vacancy so thought it’d be a good idea to wait to see you,” she said handing him her resume.
Sync beamed.
“Very intuitive of you,” he said. He felt like an idiot. He couldn’t stop smiling. He knew everything about her. All her private personal details. She flushed and changed positions in her chair. He had to stop staring he was making her uncomfortable.
He glanced at the pages of the resume not seeing a single word. He pretended to read trying to stabilise his excitement.
“Can you start immediately?” he asked.
“Yeah sure,” she grinned. “Don’t you want to know more about me?”
“I know enough,” he assured her. “Come with me,” he said taking her into the factory. He introduced her to Jenny Slatts the over-seer of operations. He turned and walked away. As he opened the office door he glanced back at Cindy. His broad smile fell away. Another detail came to his mind.
Cindy Charmers was engaged to be married.
Continued…
By Diane L Wood
Writer
My Bio: http://write-intention.com/Diane_L_Wood.html
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