The quick, brown, fox jumped over the lazy, stupid dog. She lashed her tail furiously at the dumb dog, a chase never given, an adventure never had. Damn dog; lazy, stupid dog. All he needed was to open his eyes, to see the magnificent chase before him. But no, he sleeps, as the fox tears over, around, and away from him. A white tail flicked back and forth in anger. If only the dog knew. If only he would open his eyes and see, this fox, trying so hard to grasp his affections.
About the Author
Jeannie Hart is a published writer, who works in diverse fields of the industry. She has had pieces published through local and national websites, indie papers, and magazines.Currently Jeannie is revising her next novel ‘Road to Revolution’. And is in the process of drafting ‘Chicago is Dead’.
Ray Bradbury sums up her current writing situation nicely, "quantity produces quality. If you only write a few things, you're doomed."
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