Christmas Glimmer

What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

Christmas, with lights shimmering on every building, was Clara’s favorite time of year. Holiday spirits permeated the rough skin of society and everyone’s eyes sparkled.

“Don’t you love Christmas,” Clara said.

“Yes, even more if you will marry me,” Nate said, dropping to one knee.

Clara’s heart thumped against her chest as she stared at the little black box in Nate’s trembling hand; its glimmer greater than all lights combined.

 

Lost Memories

100 Word Challenge

 100 Word Challenge for grown ups – Week #159. The prompt this week:    …I need to remember…

The young woman  leaned in, “I’m so happy to meet you Mrs. Ridge,” she said, wrapping her soft, elegant hands around mine.

A light, floral scent followed her every move, reminding me of someone.  Anxiety niggled at the back of my mind. I  searched her lovely face for a hint. “My pleasure dear.”  …I need to remember.  “What was your name, again?”

She pulled her chair closer. “Most my friends call me Taffy.”

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“How cute, nickname?”

“Yeah, since high school.”

“Did I know your mother?”

“Yes, very well,” she said, voice cracking. “Shall I tell you about her?”

 

 

 

Distracted

Five Sentence Fiction – This week’s word: TRUST

A  smile played across Paula’s lips as she stirred the soup, her mind on another place. Fred’s muscular arms encircled her waist, “Smells good Honey,” he said, nibbling her ear. Heat coursed through her waking memories of a stolen afternoon, giving way to a stifled moan.

“I tried to call at lunch, where were you?”

She eased from his grip, “Sorry, guess I got distracted,” she said, avoiding his eyes.

 

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Thanks for the Laughs

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Grateful and Guilty.”

Whether it’s a trashy TV show, extra-pulpy fiction, or nutrient-free candy, write a thank-you note to your guiltiest guilty pleasure

Dearest Comedian,

I wanted to thank you for the laughs. In the midst of the craziness of my life and our country, you make my days lighter. For a short time, I am able to listen (via headphones because not everyone likes your language) and escape the madness.

Sometimes I laugh out loud ( get funny looks when I’m out), but I don’t care. For those few minutes or hours, I get to listen to you talk about things most won’t say out loud and paint a picture that moves me to laughter, and tears of unbridled glee.

Although I do on occasion let a particular word or two, maybe three (who’s counting) slip; it is so much easier to let you do the talking. I realize my behavior may be considered inappropriate, unchristian, listening to trash  or even sinful by some. I say even God has a sense of humor and for anyone who says otherwise, well… let them walk around constipated with a prune face. For me, I’ll stay tuned with a laugh at the ready.

Your most grateful,

Uncensored Comedy Fan