I’m starting another week with an apology. I got back to Friday Fictioneers last week, relieved to finally be writing, and promising to read others, when I got back from Tel Aviv. My intentions were good. Really. But, our flight was delayed; we missed our connection, the trip took longer then the usual forever, and the jet lag has been kicking my already sick butt, all week! I’ve had the flu for nearly 5 weeks now, and I totally underestimated how much energy I’d have for… anything. So, I really am sorry that I did not find the time to read other stories last week, and I thank those of you who took the time for mine. I really appreciate it! This week, I’m on it.
If you are interested in reading more wonderful 100-word stories, based on the photo below, check out Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog Addicted to Purple. She wrangles this wild and wooly gang each week, with grace and a kind but firm hand. As always, I welcome honest, constructive feedback.
Brain On Fire
“How can you just leave me standing, alone in a world so cold?”
I walk the halls, our house silent and empty.
“Maybe I’m just too demanding…”
I try and try, but the vice tightens, my brain on fire.
“Maybe I’m just like my father too bold.”
I snap. I lose it. I’m sorry.
“Maybe I’m just like my mother, ‘cause she’s never satisfied.”
I can’t blame you, baby…
“Why do we scream at each other”
I know I scared you.
“This is what it sounds like”
But please come back. I promise I’ll change.
“When doves cry.”
(Word count 98)
Rest in peace dear Prince. “Every song was a prayer, or foreplay,” and your artistry will be truly missed.
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