A to Z Challenge

Saturday, April 19, 2014

A to Z - Quick!

“Quick, just do it.”
“Patience, I’ll get there.”
“I know but the longer you wait the more nervous I get.”
“It’s gonna be okay, I promise.”
“How can you know that?  You’re a virgin too, aren’t you?”
“Well, yeah, but I’ve studied this for a long time…”
“Sorry, it slipped.  Didn’t mean to poke you.”
“I can’t take this anymore, just give it to me.”

BOOM!  Simulation over!
Sigh.  “Told you to be patient!”

(Conversation overheard at First Year Bomb Disposal Unit Training)

Friday, April 18, 2014

A to Z - Panic

The sound of breaking glass wakes me from deep sleep.  I bolt upright, clutching the blankets to my chest.  My sorority sisters are out of town, I’m alone.  I hold my breath, straining to hear…footsteps in the hall, heavy booted feet.  I can’t move, my heart pounds in my chest.  The door squeaks open.   A hulking figure crosses the room and paws through my dresser, ”Panty raid,” he hollers, swinging my lacies ‘round his pinkie.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

A to Z - Oenomania

“Moz folks call me Hiz, hic, Nibz.”
 “Pleasure to meet you, my name is Ravyn and this is Lareina.”
“Prin-shess Rav-hic-yn?”  He rubbed his reddened nose.  “And, that shleepy head’s the Queen?” 
The man belched far louder than his tiny body had any right to allow, shaking the leaves in the trees.  Lareina flinched, and the wine bag slid from her lap.  His Nibs eyes fell on the bag.  “Ah,” he sniffed, “a hint of berry, a little honeysuckle, and a taste of toffee that lingers on the palate…”
“You smell all that?”

He winked his bloodshot eyes.  “Thazz what drew me and me sheepy friend here.  I haven’ had any Royal wine in yearz...might I,” he paused licking his lips, “sample a wee nip?”

I strayed a bit over 75 words today.  I shared some of my WIP and a favorite character of mine.  He's called His Nibs, and he is a Clurichaun.  They are a very rowdy drunken cousin of the Leprechaun, and they are know to ride sheep and dogs at midnight through the countryside.  I also thought today's title was very cool.  If you don't know what Oenomania is -- well, it's an obsession or craze for wine...which is exactly who His Nibs is.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

A to Z - Never again

“Never again, that’s for sure.”
“Why, was it scary?”
“No.  It was sort of exhilarating.”
“Was it humiliating?”
“Nah.  I didn’t really think about what I was doing.”
“Did anyone you know see you like that?”
“Nope.  I didn’t recognize a single soul.”
“Well, what is it then…is the pay crappy?”
“Negatory.  It pays quite well actually.”
“Then why never again?”

“Nude directly under the A/C fan!  I freezed my nuts off!  Achoo!”

This really is "Flash" fiction : )  Tee hee hee!

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

A to Z - Motherhood

The sound swirls in my ears, pshew, pshew, pshew, pshew. A grin plasters my face.  I gaze at the monitor as a tiny heartbeat confirms the life cradled in my belly. My husband’s hand covers mine and I look into his sparkling eyes. Is it a boy?  Is it a girl?  Who cares, our baby is perfect and healthy.  Pure magic, wonderful peace. We are now mother and father…we are family.

Monday, April 14, 2014

A to Z - Leap of Faith

I see the nub of rock overhead, my fingers grating against rough granite, just shy.  I twist and turn, pretzelling, but cannot reach it.  My calves spasm against the strain, my legs quiver.  Fingers cramp and ache.  I swallow back rising panic.  I can do this, I know I can.  I squat over my toes wedged deep in a crack, tense my thighs and burst upwards.  Fingers lock onto the hold, Hell yeah!

The move described is called a Dino...it's very scary, but exhilarating when you stick it!  Any climbers dino'ing through this blog hop?  And, yeah, I might've taken liberties and made up the word pretzelling...but it works, right?

Saturday, April 12, 2014

WeWriWa - I have a gift for you

Welcome to my little corner of the blog world.  It's Sunday, time for Weekend Writing Warriors.  If you haven't a clue what they are about, click this Linky Do-Hickey.  I promise you won't be disappointed, unless you are one of "those" people...you know, the ones who are never ever happy.  And if you are one of those people, well, you've come to the wrong blog, 'cause this one's about happy and fun.  (Most of the time).

Last week, we left off wondering what His Nibs was having a talking to...is there really a skeery demon in the bushes or is he seeing "pink elephants"?  Let's find out, shall we?

Ravyn looked past His Nibs, over her mother’s shoulder.  A chill feeling swept over her as two glowing red eyes peered at her from the bushes.
Ravyn slipped the gold coin from her pocket.  She stepped around His Nibs and held the coin out in front of her.  "I have a gift for you as promised."
Feelings of fear and dread washed over her as a black scaly hand reached for the coin in her palm.  The Mara grabbed her wrist and yanked her toward the bushes. 
Visions flashed in Ravyn’s head, Blade’s body lying across the castle battlements his back shot full of arrows as if he were a pincushion.  

So, I wrote this during a Nano and it's not been edited.  You are seeing flash writing product here.  I'm thinking as I read this the as if he were a pincushion is not necessary.  What are your thoughts...helpful or more words than necessary?