Month: May 2012

Thank You!

I was just nominated for the Illuminating Blogger Award from Food Stories (( I am so happy. This means a lot to me, my blog is still in its infantile stage and this makes me so proud! I always had all these ideas floating around inside my head, but for me the way I began this blog was sitting down and just forcing myself to type. Type anything and see if I could make something out of it, and there came the birth of my current short story Drew and Kinsey. I need to nominate 5 other blogs so here goes…

1) The Nice Thing About Strangers

2) iwritetheseforyou

3) Poems&Writing

4) silverpoetry

5) Soulmetry

I love these blogs and they are interesting, inspiring, and beautiful!

Much love~Ash

Black and Blue Love Song

Build her up

Break her down

It’s no surprise

She doesn’t want him around

A beautiful love

Gone terribly wrong

She never thought she would sing

This black and blue love song

Her heart is now shattered

Her wings have been clipped

All the bruises he caused

Don’t seem to have mattered.

The tears cease to come though

Revenge is much sweeter than sorrow.

© Ashley M. Nee 2012

Another Note….

I wonder if every person who puts words down feels that their work is never good enough. If it comes from your brain does it always seem strange? Especially with story writing? I hear good things, and positive criticism and I wonder if I will ever feel my writing is something special…I want to create something fabulous, but I view myself as just an ordinary person. Does anyone else feel this way about their own work sometimes?

Much love,


Drew and Kinsey Part 5

It had been too long since Kinsey saw her daughters face. The days all seemed to melt together, but perhaps it had been roughly two weeks. She would find herself wandering into Anna’s bedroom and straightening the sheets, checking for dirty clothes that weren’t there, and sometimes she would just lay on the bed and dream of her beautiful little girl.

Kinsey seemed to be living in the past now, going over and over the timeline of events from the very first phone call from Maxwell High’s attendance office. She could see her panic so clearly in her head that it seemed fresh again every time. Today was no different as Kinsey slowly opened the door at the end of the hall. Her heart was so heavy it felt like it was permanently lodged in her stomach. She walked over to Anna’s bed and climbed in. She closed her eyes and went back in time.

“This is Mrs. Denney at Maxwell High. I am calling from the attendance office. It seems Anna was not present for her first or second class this morning. If she is sick please call us back and let us know so we can mark her with an excused absence”.

“What?” Kinsey said to herself as she put her car back into park. She dialed her husband’s number, aggravated that he wouldn’t think to call and tell her Anna was still at home.

“Drew…next time you let our daughter stay home from school, you might want to consider letting the school know so I don’t get phone calls in between meetings”.

Things had not been well with them lately, and she could hear the anger in his voice when he responded. “I didn’t let her stay home, I walked out the door right before you did this morning, remember?” The question was accusatory, as if she should pay more attention to her family instead of her job. “Well if she isn’t with you,” Kinsey started, “then she is very much grounded”. Without saying good bye she hit the end button and decided to cancel the rest of her day and go home to figure out what her daughter was up to.

Kinsey pulled in the driveway and grabbed all her stuff. Hopefully she had something in her bag that she could work on from home. As she got to the front door she didn’t bother going for her keys, figuring the door would be unlocked. The first sign that something wasn’t quite right came when the door did not open from a simple turning of the handle.

Once she made it beyond the front door she was a little more panicked. She called for Anna, but there was no answer. She checked her room, checked the bathroom, and then she checked every other room in their house. Nothing. Something was very wrong, her daughter was gone.

This was the point where frantic phone calls started to happen. There were calls to her husband, calls to the school, and calls to every single friend of Anna’s that she could think of. When nothing turned up after two hours of searching Drew and Kinsey decided it was time to call the police. From there it was all a quick blur. There were officers everywhere, investigators asking questions, and still there was no trace.

“Kinsey…I think you should come out of there for a little while”. Drew spoke in a soft voice not wanting to startle his wife, who seemed to be in another world. He wanted so badly to hold her in his arms and wipe her tears away but he knew she would turn him away. Even in a crisis like this they still couldn’t be on the same team. He shut the door and moved on to his study. It was his only reprieve from this nightmare they were living through.

© Ashley M. Nee 2012

On that note….

On that note my friends I am headed to bed. I still haven’t found a good title for my short story so I am still tossing some ideas around, I might not come up with one until its done at this rate! I gave you all a double whammy tonight for sticking with me through my midterms! Much love and blessings to you all.

Drew and Kinsey Part 4

It had been two weeks and already Anna had learned a few things. The first was that she wasn’t the only one who was suffering this inconceivable fate. The second was that it went without being said that you didn’t ask any questions. Anna now lived in what resembled a second rate dorm room. She even had a roommate, Laurey. They tried not to talk about the past, only the present because neither of them wanted to miss home. Laurey was roughly the same age as Anna, but in this place age didn’t really seem to matter.

As far as she could tell there were about 10 of them. Sometimes one girl would disappear and no one would ask what happened to her, but everyone wondered. Anna hadn’t seen the outside in who knew how long. She didn’t know the date. The only thing available to them was a clock and that was only because the others had to be ready to go at a certain times of the day. Laurey came around the same time that Anna did and she also had not left their prison since she first entered. They seemed to be the outsiders and none of the other girls talked to them, every once in a while they would shoot a sorrowful glance their direction and then look quickly away.

The doors were guarded by barrel armed men, men who looked like they would have no problem with doing bodily harm to anyone who tried to get out. All the windows were boarded up in the house except for one in the main common area. As far as Anna could tell they were just in the middle of nowhere, there was only land, there were no visible roads and no other people anywhere around. Anna knew she could literally be anywhere that didn’t have weather like California. Thankfully she had been supplied a pair of sweatpants to wear instead of just the skirt she had been wearing when she disappeared. It was much colder than home here and it never seemed to really warm up.

Laurey was fun. They tried to adjust to whatever type of situation they were in, but it was hard, not knowing why they had to endure this for just sitting around in an old house. Then it happened. Karloff came to their room and pulled the door closed behind him.

“I think you are ready,” he said drawing one side of his mouth up almost as if he was smiling. “Take these clothes and share them, take a shower, and be downstairs by 7 p.m”. With that he turned around, opened the door and walked out. Anna looked at Laurey and said, “I guess we are about to find out our fate”. Anna opened up one of the bags and felt nothing but dread. The clothes were beautiful, they were beautiful and revealing. Only one image passed though her mind and she started to feel a familiar wetness in her eyes. She shook it off, she knew she could get through it, she may be young but she could find away, she could at least TRY.

© Ashley M. Nee 2012

Drew and Kinsey Part 3

As Anna opened her eyes she realized there was nothing but darkness surrounding her. It was so cold her fingers and toes ached.  “Oh my God” Anna let out a sob that echoed around her. The longer her eyes remained open the more shadowy figures she could make out. She was in a room, a small room. She was lying on what felt like a mattress on the floor. Anna squinted her eyes and tried to look for a door. Instead of finding a door she heard a creak and felt her heart drop into her stomach. The door swung open and she was blinded by light, a light so bright you would have thought she had never seen the sun before.

“Good morning beautiful”. Instinctively she tried to draw her body in on itself, praying that if she could just make herself small enough she would disappear altogether. She had never experienced fear like this in all her life. She had no idea what was about to happen to her or who the man standing in the doorway was. How was she going to get out of here if she didn’t even know where she was going?

“What do you want from me??” Her shouting pierced even her own ears.

“Get up now and follow me” his voice sent chills up and down her back. She quickly weighed her options and decided that getting out of this room was the only way to get away from him. Her legs were shaky, and she could barely walk. She somehow mustered the strength to move forward and out the door.

Once she hit the doorway his hand clenched around her wrist and she couldn’t put one foot in front of the other fast enough. By the time she regained her balance she was being forced to sit in a chair.

“Thank you Marx”.

Anna whipped her head around knowing that a second voice meant she was now outnumbered for whatever was going to happen. The second man had blonde hair and soulless, icy blue eyes.

“There are only a few things you need to know. If you run, we will find you and make whatever life you have left not worth living. 4217 Cyper St. will burn to the ground with all the occupants still in it…does that make sense to you?” Anna felt like she had been punched in the stomach and all the air seemed to leave her lungs. All she could do was nod her head.

“You will call me Karloff when you speak to me.” This was a rhetorical statement and so Anna just continued to look at him trying to figure out why she was here. She had no idea how long she had been here, but it seemed like only yesterday that she was hoping in the car with the stranger wearing the Maxwell High letter jacket. If she could have looked into the future a few years down the road she probably would have done everything humanly possible to get away.

© Ashley M. Nee 2012


To all of you who are following the story of Drew and Kinsey…I haven’t forgotten! I have a midterm due tonight and it is going slowly….I will posting some writing tonight or tomorrow. Thanks for being patient!