http://slow.writerscafe.org/Scribbles The original writings of author Scribbles en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776027316 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 From Kel. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/739729/ I think I channeled Zack Morris' soul... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/739608/ Scene 7Ste and Louise arelocked in session.LOUISE: How’s your social life?STE: My calendar’s free, if that’s what you mean.LOUISE: Friends, girlfriends, family time?STE: I’m a loner.Louise suppresses a laugh.STE: What?Her laughter increases.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738614/ Scene 6Vinnie enters Ste’sroom politely, knocking on the door. He is wary after Ste’s last outburst andapproaches him like a dog that has been kicked by his master. Ste is loungingcasually, shuffling through a handful of papers.STE (without looking): C’min. (Vinnie en.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738613/ Scene 5Louise’s Office. The pair are mid-session, enjoying an awkward silence.Louise is staring intently at Ste who begins to fidget under her gaze,eventually leaping out of his seat.STE: Let’s play a game.LOUISE: Oh?STE: Eye Spy with my little eye.LOUISE: A bit j.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738612/ Scene FourVinnie is, once again,in Ste’s room, trying to make himself comfortable on a beanbag chair. He is ina sharp suit which looks off and uncomfortable on someone so used to bandtshirts and slacks. He is fidgeting, creasing, straightening and pulling atevery part of himself. E.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738609/ Scene 3Ste re-enters the office as Louise seems ready to leave.STE: You know, I think I’ve finally got it.LOUISE: Got what?STE: Your nickname. Louise Delaney is far too... too...LOUISE: Too what?STE: Ordinary.LOUISE: I am ordinary.STE: No, you’re not. You&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738607/ Scene 2STE, returning from a session with LOUISE, finds his best friend of hisentire life, the sweet but dull VINNIE awaiting him in his room.STE’s bedroom. VINNIEis already there, strumming idly on a guitar. He stands up, checks the time,wanders to a poster of a naked woman and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738603/ Story of a boy's downward spiral to commit an act of absolute atrocity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738600/ A Magic Eight Ball. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738519/ My first (and last) visit http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738518/ Sex, okay? Sex. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738514/ Inspired by Mufasa. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738513/ The product of un-productivity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738511/ More prose. Staring at people at my bus stop. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738510/ Not so much a story as a prose piece about my first taste of theatre. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738509/ A poem about backing up your files. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738507/ I'm really not. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738506/ Waiting by the phone poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738504/ Recession inspired poetry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738502/ Light hearted, sentimental mush. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738496/ Something I wrote for my college drama society, a short, ridiculous farce (or attempted farce) woven with subtle in-jokes and opportunities for ad-libbing unlike anything you've ever seen. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Scribbles/738490/