Grrr...

I don't even know if anyone will even see *this* posting, lol!

But for Babyangel86, the installment before the latest one mentions the three seconds I refer to in the current installment:

“So am I, so your point is?” He raised an eyebrow. “I’m not going to hurt you, Max. In fact, I’m certain I couldn’t physically harm you even if I wanted to. I bet you could take me down in five seconds fl-”

“Three.” It came out firmly, with the certainty of a trained soldier who had taken the time to assess a potential opponent. She regretted it instantly and swallowed hard before daring to look into his eyes.[q/]

I hope that clears things up for you. that's what happened when you wait too long between posts. People forget what's going on, lol! ;)

Cheers!

Mouse :)

As always, thanks for sharing (and I hope you eventually see this!)

~S~

lilmouse, you are incredible.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Now that he was done, Logan couldn’t help but stare at the picture with a strange, morbid fascination. He had never meant to make it, it had just been the result of an unlikely combination of circumstances.

First there had been that photo of himself, taken by his cousin a few years ago just before they had embarked the family yacht for one of their rare trips. Bennett had sent the CD with the picture earlier, together with a note suggesting that they should go sailing again, that sure there were ways to accommodate the boat for his chair.

As Logan had started viewing the disc, he had rediscovered one of his image editing programs, now unused for a long time. However, he still knew very well how to employ it, back from his time at one of the smaller newspapers where he had also been involved in doing some layout-design.

Finally, there had been this rare picture of Max, not looking quite like her normal cocky self with that quiet, thoughtful expression in her eyes... It had been one of a series taken on the day when they had forged another fake ID for her, first letting Cindy straighten Max’s hair in the knowledge that such a little thing could make a substantial change to her appearance.

Logan had never meant to put the two photos together, to morph Max into the memory of that happy day, so close to himself. He had just done it, lead by whatever peculiar mood had been irking him ever since he woke up.

And there they were, Logan and Max in the blue light of early dawn, confidently gazing into the future of a new day. They stood shoulder to shoulder, surely, as he dared to imagine, with their hands interlocked, seeming peaceful and like a couple that together could master just about everything. Logan took an odd comfort that in this impossible universe he was taller than Max, as if mere height would enable him to properly protect her, the genetically enhanced super-soldier.

It would never happen. He would never be standing again, much less standing like that as Max’s partner… as her lover.

It had been silly to start such ridiculous day-dreaming. He should better focus on his work, the hunt for Seattle's criminals that was defining his life now more than ever, allowing him an escape from reality that was far less treacherous than playing little what-if games.

With a resolute click he deleted the picture, wishing that it was just as easy to erase the hope still stubbornly surviving, no matter how hard he tried to stifle it. Then he opened his latest case, waiting for Eyes Only’s anger and yearning for justice to overpower all the more dangerous emotions that haunted Logan Cale.

Nice angsty moment, a little day dreaming, nice tie in of everything in a way I'd never think of.

Very awesome work girl!

We should have snippet challenges (like 500 words and under).

But when Logan went to hit the 'delete' button I tried to jump thru the computer and stop him!! Nooooo.... :{

So angsty and inducing of desire to comfort Logan... always a great combination! :D

Makes me want to go over there...you know, to comfort him. (*wink*)

He could smell it before he could see it. Once he caught on to that strong, fragrant aroma, he didn’t have any trouble following it to the source, even amid all the bustling crowd and varied offerings of the Public Market. He carefully navigated his way down the aisle until he located the correct vendor and found the origin of the smell. Rosemary. A little booth had been set up selling assorted herbs and vegetables, and there was a shelf lined with little plastic pots, each containing a small rosemary plant, struggling to grow and survive.

He remembered the last time he had smelled fresh rosemary. He had used it in a dinner that he had prepared almost two months ago, the last meal he had made before he was shot, a dish that he had put extra effort into in case an unexpected visitor dropped in.

His beautiful, mysterious dinner guest appeared that night, but it hadn’t gone as he had hoped. She didn’t stay. He spent long days and nights in the hospital dwelling on what he should have done differently, what he should have said, what he should have promised. But he had played it poorly, hadn’t said the right things or offered enough, and she had left. And it had all gone terribly, terribly wrong from there.

He wished she would have stayed for dinner-for so many different reasons.

He thought of her often, amid the aftermath and the recovery and the readjustment. He remembered her face, smirking in the light of his flashlight, and the way her dark eyes had practically dared him to make a move. He wondered if he would ever see her again. Someone had pushed him out of that hospital room. He didn’t need proof or witnesses, he just knew it was her. Just as he knew one day she would appear again. He hoped, anyway. He hoped frequently.

On impulse, he bought a little rosemary plant.

Lisa, this was just lovely. Thank you.

Thank Mari; she put the bug in my ear. =)

I do agree that we should open a new snippet thread. I don't have any objection to sitting in a hot tub with Logan or anything, but it would be nice to have all the responses and ideas in one place. Like Mia said, maybe highlight the challenges and put snippet responses in bold, and just leave conversation as plain text...And then when anybody comes across a line or poem or something inspirational, they can just go ahead and toss it up as a challenge whenever...an ongoing challenging that keeps refreshing itself. What do you think?

(sez me in my 5 sec window of connectivity.... :P)

I’d start the thread but (as usual) can’t for the life of me come up with a decent title:-( (Over-thinking again, I guess)

Sending connecting thoughts to Shy (Either it works because it worked with mine today - or mine sucked the last bit of connectivity from the mysterious internet powers:-/)

My only concern would be the newbies, I see those words and I think of Max’s work ppl/environment.

Maybe the adding of the word, “The” before it? The Jam Pony Express…Maybe it would make it more like a ride/an experience? Or maybe they’d still just read it as Max’s job. :-P

The ‘Jam Pony Express’ Experience ?

Are you in a hurry? Do you need a quick DA boost? Well you came to the right place, here at The Jam Pony Experience we cater to those who are permanently crunched for time. So read a snippet or two before you head back out into that frantic world, we promise it won’t take long and the rewards will last the rest of the day.

Read a snippet. Suggest a snippet. Words, phrases, things, quotes, lyrics, themes, pictures (be sure to include a link to the picture) anything will do.

Just remember when you’re in a hurry and looking for a boost, the Jam Pony Experience is your place to go.

:-P

How about

Snippet Pony Jam?

Jammin' Snippet Pony?

Jam On, Snippet?

Heigh-ho, Snippet Pony?

(hey, I'm tryin' to help , here!)

What about

*Cale Industries Executive Summary

*Eyes Only Abstract:

*Logan's Ex: Fiction for People with Commitment Issues

What about this one?

Grapefruit Diet - fanfiction for lighter appetites

You're right, Mari, it is harder than it looks.

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