It's been forever since I posted for Teaser Tuesday. I don't really have anything to post though. I haven't written much in the last few months. I'm starting to get depressed about it, though I will admit to enjoying the free time I've had. I've watched A LOT of movies, including ones such as In the Land of Women, Waitress, Alien VS. Predator 2, National Treasure 2 and Resident Evil 3. All very good movies, excluding AVP2, which was a total bore. I was all excited, entering that theater, thinking I'd get a healthy dose of sci-fi and alien on predator awesomeness. But no.

Anyway, did anyone happen to read Kristin Nelson's blog yesterday? About the blogging soldier that died and had a friend post his last entry? Well, it inspired something in me late last night and I started to write. It's not even one page yet and I don't even know what it's about. The important thing is, I wrote and I wrote something I actually like. 

If you’re reading this now, then I’m already dead…

Willa closed her eyes. She didn't want to see the online post anymore. The white text seemed too bright against the black background, like a fluorescent light shining in the darkness.

But instead of finding relief behind her lids, she saw an image of Lincoln, of him three nights ago, staring at her the way he did when he knew he was about to disappoint her.

“I’m leaving for a few days,” he’d said. “Maybe longer.”

“Where are you going?” she’d asked.

He wouldn’t tell her. Instead, he ran his hands through his shoulder-length blond hair, tied it back with a black rubber band. “I’ll call you when I can.”

What she’d gotten instead was an email just an hour ago with a link to an online blog.

The first and only post had a date of April 12^th, a time of thirty minutes past midnight.

If you’re reading this now, then I’m already dead…