The 112 Phenomenon.

Oh Hell… what is coming, this time, Around?

He’s gone and Lost his Mind once again!

 

I cannot believe that most of you have heard about this Idea, NOT too sure where it comes from, BUT if you do look at it, there COULD be some kind of Truth to it… I have Absolutely NO idea to this fact.

 

On Facebook, I’ve looked at some of the Most Popular Authors over the past few Years. Researching their Names on this Site and Ironically I stumbled upon this Link to this Idea… Page 112.

 

This Link I saw Ironically on J K Rowling’s Facebook page.

As the Link States that when You OPEN a Book to page 112,

You read this Page and it’s a Good Indication of how good the Book really is…

 

Just another Issue we Writers have to deal with,

SO, I am quit sure that this Rendition of my Page 112 and that of the Image I’ve put up with this Post might very well differ to some extent.

 

THEN As Well,

With this Knowledge that I’ve got to Re-Edit the Entire book, THIS page could very well NOT be in the same position as it is right now…

BUT, this is my page 112, NOT too sure what anyone else would make of it.

 

I just know, there’s more to a Book than just a Page–

VERY Lucky for me,

I write for Myself and getting the Idea, Thought and Story out of my Mind…

IF Not… I’d struggle to see Reality around me.

 

See for yourself…

There’re about 315 words on the page, so You’d get through it pretty fast!

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None of them knew exactly, not that they’d the time to figure it out either. By now the fatigue and hunger were starting to get to all of them.

‘They’d better be following me,’ Timmy thought to himself, stopping and seeing that it was only Herbert behind him at the moment; ‘Great! What now?’ Timmy thought, waiting for the two to get to them.

Before Donald even had the idea to walk over to her, they heard there were a few splashes. They stood far enough away from the river, not getting splashed on. They saw and heard there was something falling into the water. The moment there were more splashes, they heard the most bone-crunching squeal which should never exist.

The two of them wanted to move closer to the water, when one of the red ants fell right through the web and landed on the riverbank they stood on. It had bright blue eyes and only when it turned around, looking at them, did they see it didn’t care about the heat. They were coming after their meal.

The moment it saw them, it set off its sent, calling the rest coming down. It opened its jaws and was coming at them slowly. The two were stunned and just couldn’t believe that there was something that wanted to eat them so badly.

Timmy aimed, not really played baseball or even partook in any physical fitness––unable to hit about anything with a ball or anything like that, throwing the rock at the ant which was coming at them.

Ironically, even here Timmy didn’t hit the ant––in fact, he didn’t even hit any of them as the rock whirled by, distracting the ant for only one moment. Just then a single strand of the web dropped and touch the ant’s body. That was the last that they saw of the highly aggressive ant.

 

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Not too sure what Anyone can see from this,

But then IT might be an interesting Concept…

 

Keep the Passion,

Whichever it might be!