Well, my computor picked up a bug, and won't let me go on the Internet. My brother's and my computor often has an attitude about going online, so I can't really use it either. And it is next to impossible to get on my parents' computor. So I'm just going to be awhile getting on.
Let me know what you think of them.
I can't remember its name, but I remembered a few more details while I was thinking about it the other day. They were supposed to carve a cross if they had to leave for any reason, and a line through it if they were in danger. They carved the name of an island near-by in the cross, not the name of the colony. But there was no trace of them on that island.
Wow. You were driven like a pack mule, poor Zelway. And I'll bet you were hot, I would have been miserable too. My body doesn't like heat very much, I get massive headaches if I get too hot.
A screw? Ouch! Sounds like when I accidently stepped on a tack. I was bare-foot too. I was okay after I got it out and Mom washed, disinfected, and bandaged it, but I kept off my foot as much as possible the next day. Did I already tell you about this? It seems to me I have.
I just let the words flow when I'm in a writing mood. It happens alot. And I can trail on and on for quite awhile. Essays, on the other hand, are school, not something I want to write about. Maybe that's the reason you don't write essays very much? Or at least a similair reason.