Flash Fiction Friday – Waiting Forever

Farcy sat on the park bench with anticipation in his belly.  The brown paper bag in his left hand crinkled from the pressure of his grip.  He loosened his hand and reached in with his other to pull out some birdseed.  The pigeons in the park heard the sound and fluttered over.  “The winged rats,” as Cammy would say.

The sun beat on Farcy’s forearm as he raised it to look at his watch.  Maybe today would be the day that Cammy finally showed up.  Farcy would feel his forehead perspire as nine thirty came and nine forty-five passed by, along with dozens of strangers in the park.

Ten o’clock would come and there would be no Cammy swishing down the walkway toward him as men gawked while she passed by. The sun would beat on Farcy’s arm (and then his head when he took his hat off, revealing his bulbous cranium) until he was sure, he could feel it burning under the skin.

Eleven o’clock would pass by, as the pigeons grew bored of the same seed for brunch each day. “Ain’tcha got nothing else, old man?” Farcy would pretend they said to him as he sprinkled the seed on the ground in front of the bench.

He looked down the path to see a tall, striking woman swishing down the path in a bright red dress while people stepped out of her way and heads turned to watch her go by.  Farcy’s displeasure at waiting was swallowed by his eagerness to see Cammy.

The woman drew closer and Farcy saw that it wasn’t Cammy.  He looked at his watch. It was two o’clock.  He threw the empty seed bag in a nearby trashcan and sighed.   He walked out of the park and stepped to the curb.

“Taxi,” he yelled as a cab drove up.  He got in the cab and looked at his watch again.

“Where to?” the cab driver asked in a gruff voice as he scratched his three-day stubble.

“Sunset Memorial Cemetery, please.”

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Talk About It Tuesday – The Most Interesting Women in the World

Image: Guiness Book of Records

Welcome to another great edition of Talk About It Tuesday! Last week we discussed Spiders, Butt Cancer & Ouija Boards. Yep, I seriously cannot make that up.

This week is great because I found an article guaranteed to inspire you.  It will not only inspire you, but it will also inspire that kid inside of you from way back when that decided to settle on the mundane of the expected. What do you think you’ll be doing when you are 75 years old? I’ll wait whilst you ponder the thought.  Okay, now how about when you are 101 years old?

Mary Allen Hardison, who hails from Ogden, Utah, is officially the “Oldest Female to Paraglide Tandem.”  She took up paragliding because she did not want to be shown up by her 75-year-old son!  Like, wowzah.  Who is this chic?

Mary loves being surrounded by her family that runs four generations strong.  When she isn’t wowing the world with paragliding feats, she knits caps for sick children and premature babies.  Oh, wait, that isn’t enough for her to be in the running with Mother Teresa in the “greatest woman in the world” category…  she crochets bandages for leopards in India.  That’s got to be enough to make you say “aww!” and gush all over the place.  Somewhere in India, there are leopards darting around with crocheted bandages made by a paragliding senior citizen from Utah.

In Dale City, Va, 6-year-old Lori Anne Madison, outshined a reporter after winning the Scripps Howard National Spelling Bee.  Can you imagine going head to head with a six-year-old girl in a Spelling Challenge and having your butt handed to you? This little girl beat out 21 other kids (her age and older) to compete in this challenge.  Of course, the adult (the reporter) probably thought he had her beat hands down.  I mean, he is a reporter and he is a lot older than the little girl aannnnd he has way more schooling!

Hey! I'm an Okapi!

Well, Lori Anne schooled the reporter when she spelled the word “okapi” (yeah, I had to look it up.  I thought it was part zebra, part hyena, part stripper, but it’s not – and now I want one!).  The reporter was given the word “tourniquet” and failed miserably.  In the omniscient age of computers, iPads, smartphones, word games, and whatever the hell else kids use to get smarter than smart, I am not surprised.  I used to think I was a hot diggity dog when I was a wee lass because my Gram bought me a phonics book at Woolworth’s every weekend (three grades higher than the grade I was in)!  I was such. A. NERD.

I am sure a lot of my blogger friends can relate to this?  Come on, I can’t be the only word geek up in here!

And on a Dumb Ass note (cause we got to have one of those), a Denver woman got busted after bragging about how to get out of jury duty.  Susan Cole, 57 (aka dumb ass) decided it would  be a phenomenal idea to go on a radio show and discuss her fool-proof plan for beating jury duty. She obeyed the summons, and showed up in a “disheveled manner” to make others think she was a nut job and clearly was not able to handle jury duty.  And she’d have gotten away with it if she wasn’t such a dumb ass!

Thanks for joining me for another Talk About It Tuesday.  Enjoy the rest of your week!  And remember – it can be a good thing to read the dictionary.

Six Sentence Sunday

I am editing my WIP and thought, hey!  It’s Sunday.  Why don’t I share with my readers a random, six sentence snippet of what I am currently editing.

So here goes: The scene is when Spitz is going to confront Celeste about the money she owes him. Spitz is on his way down to a motel in Philadelphia.

Spitz could just never figure out what the hell the problem was with everyone.  He thought everyone saw in black and white.  It was kind of like the kid who thinks all his friends have one parent at home until he goes over his friend’s house and then more friends’ houses and sees that all of their houses have a mom and a dad.  His house turns out to be the fucked up one.  His house turns out to be the black and white house.  His friends’ houses are fine.  His friends’ houses are raging in two hundred fifty six color bit schemes while his house is struggling in black and white.

7 Lines from the 7th Page Meme

Thanks to Lauralynn Elliott for the tag!

1. Go to page 7 or 77 in your current manuscript.
2. Go to line 7.
3. Copy down the next seven lines as they are – no cheating.
4. Tag 7 other authors.

These seven lines are from my NaNoWriMo project “Bound and Broken.” Hope you enjoy!

Jack made it to the side of his car and gently pulled up on the door handle.  Just as he did, a horn blew in the distance and Jack swung the door open.  He pushed Celeste gently into the car and crawled in behind her.

They laid there in the car waiting for the next loud noise so that the car could start.   Jack whispered in Celeste’s ear.

“Listen to me, Celeste.  We have to do this right.  We cannot let this cop see us.  I am not going to fucking jail.  Do you understand me? I am not!” And with that he grabbed Celeste’s thigh.

Now who do I tag… who is it gonna be….

  1. Kait Nolan
  2. Gene Lempp
  3. Jenny Hansen
  4. Sharon Howard
  5. Ren warom
  6. Sonia Medeiros
  7. Marcia Richards

And hey.. if anyone else wants to play along, consider your self to be of the “chosen ones” and get on in it!! I love reading people’s work.  Enjoy the rest of your weekend!

Friday Flash Fiction – Sharon and the Scoont

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image: 123rf.com

Sharon sat at the dark, muddy lake with her toes just to the edge of the water.  She had been down to the lake for the last four nights hoping to see the Scoont that everyone else in her family had seen.  The stars twinkled like glitter in the night sky as the moon tucked in and out of the scattered clouds.  She said all the verses her family had told her to say; even said the last one twice:

Scoont of the sky of the night
The moon ever so bright
Scoont of darkness I plea
Wash the light over me

She giggled after the last line.  She always did.  Jake, her best friend, had told her the chant before he left for California five days prior.  He told her if the conditions were right, and she said the chant the correct number of times, the Scoont would come out of the water and kiss the tips of her toes.
She eyeballed the sky as she repositioned her toes exactly at the edge, whispering the chant as her eyes searched the sky for the biggest star.
A twig snapped in the distance and the darkness across the lake seemed to seep into the muddy water, stretching across the dollops of scum almost to the shore.
Trepidation seeped into Sharon’s mind as she pondered her timing.  She thought back to what Jake had said about character.  When calling the Scoont out, complete trust had to be shown.  One shred of doubt and the Scoont would turn vicious.
Another twig snapped and she felt someone there with her.  She couldn’t figure it out, but she knew she wasn’t alone.  She saw lights in the distance.  Were they fireflies? Stars? Or were they eyeballs being kissed by moonbeams?
She gulped hard as she tried to speak but all that came out was a whimper.
“Positive, Sharon.  Positive,” she whispered to herself as a dark cloud swallowed the moon leaving Sharon alone with the eyes.  Sharon knew they were eyes now.  Her fear unleashed the wrong Scoont.  Tears streamed into her mouth as she noticed the eyes were gone.  Hot breath that smelled of rotting meat beat on the back of her neck.
Fear had won.

The Walking Dead Chow Down – What’s In Store?

Well, that was a hell of a season, eh? Looks like we have lots to look forward to as the group moves on to new adventures.  I sure didn’t expect the barn to burn down and hundreds of walkers to converge on the place.

The new character: looks bad assicle and seems to have figured a way to deal with the Walkers.

Here are some questions to speculate in the meantime:

  • Where will they end up?
  • Is it true that they are all infected?
  • Could it be that the only thing that initiates zombie-dom is death?
  • Who will be the leader of the group?
  • Will Lori continue to be hella annoying?
  • Will the new character and Andrea form a legion?

Speaking of Lori, it seems she doesn’t annoy everyone.  There is a “Lori side of the fence” and an “Andrea side of the fence” and the other women are just kind of there because they aren’t main characters.  Which side of the fence are you on?

Whether you like Lori or not, you probably agree she is the worst mother in the world.  Hopefully she runs into another mother next season and gets enlightened on parenting skills.  They’ll discuss things such as kids running off unsupervised into the woods during an apocalypse, stealing guns and the warning signs of raising a sadistic psychopath (zombie torture is a big warning sign).

I have been watching “The Talking Dead” after the show.  This past Sunday Andrea (Laurie Holden) was a guest and discussed the upcoming season (without spoilers!).  Check out the The Talking Dead.  This show is interesting because it puts some spins on things that aren’t realized.  Like nuances in the characters reactions when we are paying attention to bigger things.

I have a habit of tunnel vision when I want a particular thing to go a particular way.  What I wanted to happen was for Andrea and Daryl to go off together for the next season.  Apparently, Andrea is about to meet a different fate.  What I am also hoping for is Rick to relinquish leadership of the group to someone else.  He acts like Robert the Bruce and the Nobles in Braveheart with all his yakking and getting nothing done.

Thanks for tuning in for The Walking Dead Chow Down!  Any guesses on the upcoming season?  What would you like to see happen?

Talk About It Tuesday – Spiders, Hot Dog Butt Cancer & Ouija Boards

Welcome to Talk About It Tuesday!  Hope y’all have been enjoying the unseasonable, wonderful weather.  Lat week we talked about Sexist Laundry Instructions and Stalkers. Peoples is the craziest peoples!

This week I found some really interesting stuff.  You know how when you’re talking to your friend and she says she saw a huge spider under the sink and you go to get it and it is about the size of your fingernail (pinky) and you’re like, “he’s not so big” and she sees it and goes running into the other room screaming “it’s freaking huge!” and you look away uncomfortably?

Yeah, well, she really thinks it’s as big as she says. Spiders look much bigger to those that are terrified of them.  There was a study published in the Journal of Anxiety Disorders that says (ad-libbing here) that the more freaked out people are over spiders, the bigger they look.  I am not afraid of spiders, so I couldn’t say.  However, any of my readers.. are you afraid of spiders?  Do they look bigger to you than what others say?  Feel free to share!

In Texas, a couple of teenage boys were messing around with a Ouija Board when the Ouija Board told Friend One (15 yo) to stab Friend Two (14 yo).  The bizarre part of the story is that Friend One believed that the Ouija Board told him to stab his friend (or maybe kill him?) and that the friend was causing his problems.  The Ouija Board is retailed by Hasbro for amusement purposes only.  But, do Ouija Boards really work?  Have you ever used one to communicate with the dead or after life? Did you get results?  Tell us! 🙂

Extra!  Extra!  Hot Dogs Cause Butt Cancer! In Chicago, the PCRM (Physicians Committee for Responsible Medicine) is putting billboards up that warn of the dangers of eating hot dogs.  According to the PCRM (and the billboards) hotdogs cause colon and other cancers.  They don’t only say they cause cancer, they say they are the leading cause of colon and other cancers.

Janet Riley, president of the hot dog council (yes there really is one) says that hotdogs are part of a healthy, balanced diet. Uh, healthy, balanced diet?  I know when I was a kid, I loved hot dogs and baked beans.  Even better?  Hot dogs with the sideways slices on them cooked up on the grill.  Now I know that they are processed foods which are never, ever good for the body.  But butt cancer?

What are your thoughts on these findings?  Is this another scare tactic from hardcore vegans?

Thanks for joining me for another edition of Talk About It Tuesday!  Enjoy the rest of your week. 😀