Friday, November 22, 2013

One minute. GO!

Hey, writer-type folks. Every Friday we do a fun free write. Basically, you can write whatever you want in the comments section. You have ONE minute. Have fun. The more people who play, the more fun it is. So tell a friend. If you have one. If not, tell your enemies. 

Sometimes I take a vacation outside. Strange place, that. Lots of people. Trees that reach toward an endless sky. Smells are different out there. I find myself wondering what the world smells like to a dog. Either wonderful or horrible. Has to be.

I am not a dog. I will taste wind. I will feel the falling sun, catch it on my shoulders. Fuck Atlas. He can keep the earth.


  1. Couldn't do it in 1, this is closer to 5.

    He was holed up in a run down rental with a young woman who looked older than her years. She hid him from another woman's husband who was looking to make him pay for offenses both real and imagined. The rental was hers, but she let him stay for a few days as part of a practical arrangement. He was willing to give her what she needed, and she was willing to give him what he wanted.

    She wasn't a pretty girl, though she might have been before she gave up caring. To him she was just part of the game of life. Like the song says, the next best thing to playing and winning is playing and losing. I suppose that line could apply equally to her, but I won't judge.

    The days turned to weeks, and the weeks turned to months. He began to care, and so it came as a surprise to him when she said it was time for him to leave. She no longer needed what he had to give. He had played and lost. Many years earlier his daddy told him that a game with wild cards was a fools game. He learned for himself that sometimes the wild card is a woman.

  2. "Many years earlier his daddy told him that a game with wild cards was a fools game." - awesome line. Awesome piece. Well, in my friend.

  3. Thank you. Feel free to use it if it fits in one of your books some day.


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