Friday Fictioneers is back. Only it’s not Friday. Oops. Maybe I forgot how to read a calendar. Nah, don’t think so. Could be that I figured this blog could use some attention. I’ve been so busy with the editing, writing and (most importantly) family, that I haven’t been around many of the social media sites lately. I know! Slap my hand. But I’m here now and I’m going to play. So plop your butt in the chair and get ready for my 100 word story. I apologize up front for those looking for a Happy Feel Good read, skip to the bottom. Not sure this first one is the one for you. Err, yeah. Anyway… read this at your own risk.
Disclosure: Contains emotionally dark content based on a true LGBT event
The Blissful Moment
Word Count: 100
So tired. Rest – yes, I’ll just rest a bit. The fence is good.
The slam of a car door interrupts the quiet. An engine revved, tires spinning in mud. And then they were gone.
Thirsty. A dry swallow. The taste of copper pennies.
Sleep coming. Darkness seeping into vision. The ache dulls.
Thankful. Forever thankful that God lifts the pain.
Magic. Sunlight eclipses the moon, creating day. Welcoming breezes lift the once broken body, now healed and restored. Matthew meets a new life and walks in a world where there is no hate, and bullying is of no concern.
This short tale was my attempt to give sweet Matthew Shepard a bright ending. There is a light at the end of a dark and ugly end. And as tragic as his death was it woke people up and got the ball rolling on some very important issues. You can read about Matthew here and here. Stand up against all types of bullying. It’s never all right.
Many thanks this week to Janet Webb for providing the picture prompt. Friday Fictioneers is a regular event. It happens every Friday with the picture prompt being made available on the prior Wednesday. If you would like to jump on board the fiction wagon, you are more than welcome. Swagger on over to Rochelle’s blog and sign up. It’s that simple. If you enjoyed this read, you’ll find a good variety there; just take the tour. Click on the happy frog. He’ll thank you for it.
Just for fun, and because I was inspired late at night by the barn after reading a few stories in the newly published Five Minute Romances Anthology, I had to write this second piece. Fictioneers you don’t need to keep reading, you can stop with the first one if you like. I just felt the need to put this one into words.
Warning: May not be appropriate for younger eyes.
Word Count: 100
Jessie unfolded the note. Meet me at our secret place. Biting her lip, she stole a glance of her reflection in the mirror. Exhaling heavily, she ran her fingers through her hair and grabbed the lip gloss.
Running to old man Johnson’s barn, she thought of only him. His deep blue eyes, dark thick hair, and strong set jaw. Rounding the back corner she tingled with excitement at the sight of him.
Pulling her into his embrace, hands exploring, their lips met. Soft, then passionate, heated.
“I’ll show you my secret place,” she teased, hand tugging at his jeans button.
If you haven’t heard about the newly published LARA anthology, Five Minute Romances, I invite you to check it out. It’s the latest book put out by the Los Angeles Romance Authors of which I took part of. Yep, you heard right, one of my stories is in that fun little book. AND a story that is so deliciously bad it requires a warning. Does that make you want to read it now?
Tomorrow I am participating in a vlogoff. My very first vlog EVER! I’m sure I look/sound horrific! I know I talked far too long. Can you say “EDIT.” I would be tickled PINK if you would come by and vote for me. Hug!
Thanks for stopping by! I truly appreciate your support. Until next time, au revoir.