Note to reader: I am using this space and place to post parts of a new slip-fiction novel series I am working on, Left Brain Right, the story of a young girl who hears voices. I will not be posting the whole story, but I will be posting practical tips when dealing with someone, or one’s own self, as they are going through traumatic, or not so traumatic, experiences.

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How today’s story excerpt can help you:

Theme: We actually live in two worlds.  This one that we share, which we call reality, and the private Neverlands which we each create within our own minds.  And the more we begin to realize that we can bring the magic from our minds, into this physical reality, the more surreal and bizarre this world becomes.  Either for the better, or the worse.  How is it decided? Well, that is up to you. What are you choosing to bring into this world?

Story Excerpt: (right side)

August 23rd

Michelle stood alone for a moment
absorbing the still quietness around her
as if trying to force stability and sanity
back into her being.

Defiantly, she opened her eyes
and began to walk back towards the classroom.
As if crossing that threshold
could save her.

And yet, with each step
the voices
seemed to

Bum bum, bum bum, bum bum, bum bum
The Thunder Being is coming.
Bum bum, bum bum, bum bum, bum bum,
The Thunder Being he comes.

Bum bum, bum bum, bum bum, bum bum.
The Thunder being is coming.
Bum bum, bum bum, bum bum, bum bum
There is no place to run.

They started softly enough,
a heartbeat.

with each
dreadful step.

By the time Michelle opened
the heavy wooden fire door,
the sound was becoming more
than just noise.

It was becoming weight,
pushing down to the point
where she felt as though she were wearing
heavy winter clothes.

And as she manipulated he way back
through the mesh of desks and chairs and chattering students,
she felt as though she was trudging through deep snow,
as if gravity was increasing its pull.