The Pursuit: A Haiku.

The Vile give chase as

Beauty races from her clouds

of the Misty Peaks.

 

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Athens: Gil and Jade Chapter 2.

Gil

This is not the contract lawyer I was expecting. I glare at Hugh.

“What?” He hasn’t seen Maggie and the ‘attorney’ yet.

I nod over his shoulder. Hugh turns and claps his hands together. “Jade! You made it.” He moves toward the tiny woman in the smallest black dress I’ve ever seen. I follow the line down to her shoes and see she’s wearing heels that do nothing to add to her height next to Maggie.

Hugh is going to die later. I know his plan. And he lied to me. This is an obvious fix up, and not just to get me a new contract lawyer.

“Jade Tsang, I’d like you to meet my younger brother Gil Montgomery. Gil, meet Jade.” Hugh spans the distance between us with his arms out wide. I can’t be rude so all I’m left with is the required handshake.

“Nice to meet you, Jade.”

“Nice to meet you, Gil.”

Her hand is soft and smooth. And very tiny in my hand. I feel as though if I squeeze with just the right pressure I will crush all those delicate bones.

Hugh clears his throat and I realize we’re still holding hands. I quickly release her and she does the same. “Well, now that you’re here we can get everything to the table.” Hugh claps his hands together again. He always does that when he’s nervous. He should be nervous.

“Ladies, you take care of the drinks and we men will get the food to the table. Gil, what would you like to drink, you’re usual?”

I nod.

“Sweet tea it is,” Maggie says, getting glasses from a cabinet. “Jade, why don’t you do the honors with the wine. That’ll be for Hugh and me. Would you like some tea as well?”

“Sure.”

I move in close to Hugh by the oven. “You are a liar, dear brother.”

“I am not. How am I a liar?”

“You said this was not a fix up. But look at her. If that’s not a fix up dress then you’re not a fan of Tom Jones.”

Hugh’s mouth falls open and a gasp escapes. “How dare you bring Tom into this. Jade is a contract lawyer and it wasn’t my idea. This is all Maggie’s doing. So, I never lied. I had nothing to do with it but the cooking.”

“You are such a lawyer.”

“Take that back.”

“No.” I take the carving knife and fork and begin to carve the chicken. My eyes keep jumping to where Jade stands. Can I work with a woman that looks like that? I would rarely see her but I can’t deny she’s attractive. I’m not so vain I think she would be interested in me but dressed like that she must have expected something was going to happen tonight. That’s not a normal outfit for a simple dinner with friends.

Jade

“Why didn’t you tell me there would be another person here tonight?”

“Jade, lovely lady of mine, he’s Hugh’s brother. He’s family. And he needs a contract lawyer. He had to fire his last one for making contracts that made him money off of Gil’s books. Someone at the publishing company finally noticed how odd it was and told Gil and was he ever mad. And it takes a lot to get that particular Southern gentleman mad.” Maggie puts ice in two glasses and takes a pitcher of tea from the refrigerator.

“You could have told me. Are you sure this isn’t a blind date set up?”

I clamp the cork screw handles down and pull. The beautiful pop sounds as the cork releases. I let the bottle sit a moment.

Maggie puts an arm around my shoulders and squeezes. “If I had told you then you would have thought this was a date and not come. Gil really needs a good attorney. Someone he can trust. He’s a good guy and I don’t like him being taken advantage of. Hugh is preparing a case against the former attorney as we speak.”

“Wait a minute. Gil Montgomery? You mean Hugh’s brother is the Gil Montgomery that writes those romance novels.”

“Among other genres, yes.”

“That big man over there. The rugged looking guy writes romance novels?”

“Again. I say yes. Is that a problem?”

I close my eyes for a moment and shake my head. “Maggie, I want to believe you but you tricked me into wearing this dress tonight and I can only think you have ulterior motives for that.” I look up at her.

Her smile tells me the whole truth. “If something happens, it happens, darling. Just imagine a man that writes all those love scenes that looks like that and what he can do to a real woman. A woman who hasn’t dated anyone for the past 14 months.”

“You’ve been counting?”

“There’s a betting pool at work about when you will finally give it up.”

“Well I don’t plan to ‘give it up’ to anyone anytime soon.”

“Calm down, calm down. I don’t mean give that up. I mean give up your self-imposed dry spell of dating.”

I pour two glasses of wine and follow Maggie to the dining room. “The wine goes at either end of the table. You and Gil will sit opposite each other.” Maggie smiles and winks.

“Maggie, I swear, I am not liking this. I don’t mind the contract part of this but any ideas you have about dating him is not happening.”

“I agree.” The voice comes from behind me. I set the glass down a little hard and turn.

Gil

I don’t want to date her any more than she wants to date me. I don’t care how hot she is. Yes, she’s hot, I said it. Maggie knows I like Asian women in the movies. She knows what she’s doing but she has bad timing and a bad game plan. Surprise attacks don’t work well with me.

“You agree?” Jade looks at me.

“Yeah. I’m not really looking to date right now either. But I do need a good contract lawyer.”

I set the chicken on the table near Hugh’s plate and step back. Jade is staring at me. I’m not sure if she’s mad or just surprised at my frankness.

“Well,” she says as she walks around to the far side of the table, “I’m a good contract lawyer. It’s all I do.”

“Good then. Maggie, it looks like you’re plan worked. You fixed us up. Just not the way you really wanted to.”

“Darling, the night is still young.”

I just shake my head at her as she strokes my jaw with her long nails. “Maggie, you know the only woman I want is you. So, I’m destined to die a lonely old man, if I last that long.”

We all take our seats and plates are filled with excellent Hugh cuisine. For a time, all is quiet as we enjoy the food.

“I have to ask something.” Jade sets her fork down and places the tips of her hand along her jaw line.

Hugh raises his wine glass to her. “Go ahead. Ask away.”

“So, Gil, um, were your parents fans of fish when they named you?”

I see Hugh almost choke on his wine and Maggie gives her biggest smile.

“No, Buck Rogers.”

“What?”

“My mother was a fan of Buck Rogers in the 25th Century. The lead was played by this hunky guy named Gil Gerard. I was either going to be Gil or Gerard. I’m not certain which would have been worse. But I’ve heard all the fish jokes. Kids aren’t the nicest people.”

“Ah. Never heard of it.”

“Your parents fans of jewelry?”

“Touché.”

We trade raises of our tea glasses and smiles.

Dinner continues with less tension and more discussion about what Jade does and I need. She sounds like she’s what I need. And Maggie vouches for her so that’s a plus.

“Why don’t we meet next week to formalize things and you can take a look at the latest contract that’s come in? I also would like you to review all my previous contracts that are still in play. I want to know what I’m really working with. Hugh’s had someone do it for his case already but I want my person to do it for me and explain it all so I understand.”

“Sounds good to me.” Jade rubs the back of her neck with her hand and her eyes close to slits. For some reason that looks sexy to me. I have an image of my hand on her neck, pulling her in for a kiss. I rub my hand on my pants to get my blood flowing and my attention back to where it needs to be. Maybe Maggie put something in my drink.

We move to the living room and continue to chat about anything and everything with Maggie leading the way. As the time moves closer to 11 Maggie stands and puts her hands on her hips. “Well, gentlemen, I’m going to walk Jade to her car since it’s so late.”

I rise. “I’ll do it. I need to be going as well.”

Jade looks at me as though she’s surprised I’ve offered.

“That is if it’s okay with Jade.”

Jade

The thought of being alone with Gil is a bit discomforting in a comfortable way. I can’t imagine standing next to his big body. In her heels, Maggie is taller than Gil but not by much, but his body is a lot bigger. There is a lot more muscle covering his body than Maggie’s.

It finally dawns on me that everyone is looking at me waiting for me to respond to Gil. “Oh, of course it’s okay. It’s an obvious solution. Maggie is over protective anyway. She never worries about herself this late at night.”

“Everyone around here thinks I’m a drag queen anyway, so they think I’m crazy and ready to mess up their worlds if they try anything. They just can’t understand how something this gorgeous can be all woman.”

Gil and Hugh laugh and I join in. “I do suppose I am not as imposing.”

“Just so you know,” Gil begins, “I would escort Maggie as well. I don’t think any lady should go out at night alone in a city.”

We make our way to the front of the apartment with Gil opening the door for me. “We have to do this again soon you two.” Maggie waves.

Gil and I exchange a look. He rolls his eyes and I smile. “Maggie just wants everyone to be as happy as she is. She doesn’t realize she’s that happy being all alone.”

I smile at his observation. “You’re right. I hadn’t thought of that.” As the elevator door opens, Gil puts his hand to my back to lead me in. It’s a light touch but I can feel the warmth of it through the material of my dress.

Standing next to Gil I can smell his cologne. There is something spicy about it that seems so masculine. It’s a perfect match for the impression I have of him. Even with Maggie I sometimes feel anxious walking to the car in the parking deck of their building. With Gil I am at ease. He doesn’t give the idea that he’s a fighter but I imagine he can handle things if he needed to.

I pull out my key fob and press the button as we get to the car.

“This is yours?”

“Yes. I know, it’s a little flashy but it’s also small and perfect for my size.”

He takes in the red Jaguar. “I haven’t seen these new models up close before. Only once or twice while out riding.”

“You have a motorcycle?”

“No, a bike. I cycle the roads around Athens and come into the city sometimes for a coffee. Downtown is a good halfway point for a ride. I make it there, revitalize with a coffee and maybe a pastry and then ride back. No guilt for eating the pastry because it’ll be burned off by the time the ride is through.”

“Where do you like to go?”

“I like Jittery Joes on the corner of Jackson and Broad. They have a bike rack outside that’s convenient. The only thing missing is a table outside to sit at. I like to people watch. Therefore, I’ll take my coffee and bike and go across the street to the UGA campus steps at the arch.”

“Don’t people step all over you there?”

“I normally only do the steps on the weekends. There’s not so many people then. Lot of parents with their kids who are about to graduate and want to see what the university is like.”

“I go downtown all the time to get lunch. My office is near there, but you know that since I work with Maggie. Also, my apartment is not far from there either. I rarely have to drive.”

“Great. Lucky you.” Standing next to my car emphasizes our difference in size. Where I am practically in my car with the door open, Gil is leaning with his big hand resting on the edge of the top. A car drives around and its lights flash over us. We both turn and watch it move along. Then there is silence.

An awkward silence. This wasn’t a date. We are new friends leaving at the same time.

“Well, I should be getting home. Another parking lot to traverse at night before getting in my apartment.”

“Oh, do you want me to follow you and make sure you get in okay? I don’t have a problem with it. I’m parked right there.” He nods to a big blue truck that match his eyes.

“No. I’ll be fine. We have assigned parking and mine is near the doors. Plus, I carry a taser.” I pull the two-pronged object from my clutch.

“Well I feel better about your safety now. I would still like to escort you home, but I know that’s a bit overkill. I just don’t like the idea of women being in unsafe situations.”

“That’s admirable of you but I really will be fine. Maybe I’ll see you downtown sometime soon. We can have a coffee and people watch together.”

“Okay, sounds good. Well, it was nice meeting you and I’m glad we got that blind date thing cleared up. Maggie and her good intentions.” He smiles and starts walking toward his truck.

“It was nice meeting you as well. Good night.”

“Night.”

I quickly get into my car, click my seatbelt, and start the engine. Backing out I see Gil standing next to his truck watching, apparently making sure my car starts and I am safely on my way. He waves as I pass and I return the same.

I definitely need to get some coffee soon.

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Athens: Gil and Jade Chapter 1.

Gil

Five years. It’s been five years that she’s been gone but it seems like my whole life I’ve been without her. I stir the milk into my coffee and consciously ignore the sugar. I wasn’t getting any younger and every calorie counted. Staring out my kitchen window I don’t see the noon day sun shining on the blue hydrangea bush blossoms. Normally they bring me peace. But I have to see them first.

Five years to the day. What have I done in five years to show her that I loved her? I take the sugar and pour it into my coffee and stir. Better. Giving in is better than living with the pain sometimes. I rub my face trying to get myself more alert and out of this funk I’m in. There’s nothing I can do about what’s happened. I’ll just work a little and then go to Hugh’s for dinner tonight. Smile and laugh and make him and Maggie happy that they tried to help me one more time. One more year.

The pain in my chest is too familiar. It feels like a tire iron shoved through my sternum then someone squeezes my heart trying to stop it from beating. I have to get out of here. There is no way I can work today. No words will come to me worth reading.

I dump the coffee in the sink and rinse the cup out. I think it’s best for everyone if I went for a ride on the bike for a few miles and burn off some of this gloom. Maybe fresh air and sunshine will help. Probably not, not with my attitude at the moment, but it will help my health. Hiding inside all day writing isn’t the best thing for one’s blood pressure and physique. Not that I have to worry much about that. I rarely eat out and I love to cook my own meals so I know what I’m eating. I guess you could say I eat clean.

Some might call it my being antisocial. I’m not antisocial, I just don’t like being around people. I do get out at times and people watch, I have to. Part of being a good writer is the ability to write how people speak and describe reality in a way that is believable. I could do that in my imagination but I don’t want to become a complete hermit. I’m reclusive enough as it is. I order everything I can online rather than go to a store. My only indulgences are farmers’ markets, and organic food shopping. And no, I’m not a vegan. I’m okay with it having had a face at some point, I just don’t want to see it when it gets to me. I live in the South and like barbeque but I don’t want to see the whole hog on the fire. I did that once and was reading Lord of the Flies at the same time and had nightmares for weeks.

That’s not to say I don’t like vegan food. Most of what I eat would be called vegan. I just don’t make the claim of being one. I know as soon as I do I’ll want to go to McDonald’s and order six number fours with extra onion. And I’m all for everyone eating how they like. Just leave the rest of us alone to eat how we like. Once your food becomes your religion it’s time to become an atheist.

I change into my bike shorts and shirt and hit the garage door opener with my elbow as I put my helmet on. Making sure I have my keys in my pack I pull the door shut. Then I’m off.

20 miles of pedaling to go and I’ll be, at the least, tired enough for a nap and an escape from the memory of this day for an hour or two before my performance at Hugh’s tonight.

Jade

Oh bother, why did I agree to dinner tonight? Because you like Maggie and Hugh and they always have nice food. I think all of this in my head. If I spoke out loud I would begin to worry. I would get a cat so I at least am talking to something, but I can’t be bothered with the hassle of taking care of anything. I like my freedom. I want to be able to get up and go if I want to, not have to find a cat-sitter or a kennel or whatever it is for cats to stay.

I keep looking through the contract I brought home from work. If not for that pointless meeting yesterday where Thomas kept spouting on and on to hear himself speak I could have finished this then. My home time is my peace time. I like my peace. I want to listen to my classical music or maybe some jazz, read a book, or meditate. Not read through a contract for a toilet tissue company. But it is a job and one I am happy to have. It allows me to live in a nice apartment and drive around in a nice car.

An apartment my father thinks is a waste of money when I could invest in a house for resale later. He likes the car, especially when I let him borrow it. He doesn’t know I see him run his fingers through his hair and check his appearance in the mirrors every time he gets in it. I can just see him pulling up to a light and young girls in the next car smiling and him giving them his serious look with a raised eye brow trying to be all mature and sexy.

I smile at the image and drift from the contract. I need to go see the parents soon.

I jump when the phone rings.

“Hello.”

“Jade, lovely one, how are you doing?” Maggie’s smoky voice comes through the phone.

“Just reading through a contract I didn’t get finished at work.” I slap the paper on my desk.

“Thomas was a bore, wasn’t he? I barely got my work done before I left yesterday. At least I think I did everything. Everything important anyway.” She laughed. You couldn’t help but smile when Maggie laughed. It was in part due to her appearance. At six feet tall and a dark ebony skin tone she looked like a super model. When she laughed she opened her mouth wide and unashamedly let go with all her decibels.

“And I’m sure if you didn’t no one will say anything once you flash them a smile. I’m not so lucky.”

“That’s because you don’t work it. You’re a gorgeous little thing. So, what if I’m a foot taller than you, girl? You can rock it if you wanted to. You should try it tonight. See if you can scare Hugh straight.”

I laughed at that. Hugh is her roommate and the most gay man I have ever met. That’s not to say he was effeminate so much, although there were slight edges of it at times, but he didn’t notice women at all. His eyes and attention were 100% on men. It didn’t bother Maggie any. She only had eyes for women. So, it actually made me feel good what she said about me. She was honest and wouldn’t say something just to be nice. She would only say it if she meant it or say nothing at all.

“Thank you, but I don’t think I know how to ‘rock it’.”

“Do you have a little black dress?”

“Yes.”

“Three inch heels?”

“Yes.”

“Then you can rock it. Wear that tonight and wear some red lipstick. You never know what might happen.”

“Okay, I’ll do it but I don’t think Hugh will change.” Not that I really want Hugh to change. He is handsome but just not my type. I like my men tall and brawny. That just isn’t Hugh.

“Dinner’s at 7:30 so don’t be late.”

“I won’t.”

“Bye, lovely one.”

“Bye, Maggie.”

I feel myself smiling. Then I notice the contract in front of me and the smile vanishes. Expelling a large breath of air, I plunge back in and start to work. I wish I could be a writer and work anytime I wanted to. I always wanted to write an erotic novel. But the embarrassment of people finding out keeps it from becoming a reality. But maybe someday.

Gil

“What are we having, Hugh?” I lean against the island in his spacious kitchen.

Hugh smiles and goes to one of his two ovens and with a flourish opens it. Inside sits a beautiful golden brown chicken.

“That smells amazing. We should open a restaurant.”

Hugh takes oven mitts and removes the chicken from the oven while I close the door behind him. “Then we would hate cooking. We’re obstinate like that, Gil.”

“True. I liked to paint until Mom and Dad bought me a paint set and easel. I liked the walls better.”

Hugh laughs. “I don’t think they minded so much except when you graduated to people drawing and you were anatomically correct. Mom almost died when the pastor’s wife came in and saw the family portrait you had done of all of us in the dining room.”

“Until then I had kept it to my room, but I needed a big canvas for all of us. Two parents four boys and two girls.”

“Don’t forget the dog. He was a boy too.”

“Oh, God. I forgot that part. That’s what they get for having a bulldog with shorthair. Those big  ones hanging in back like that, I just had to paint Sid with all his belongings.”

“Dad loved it.”

“Yeah, he took a picture and put it in his office at home. Then he had to paint the whole dining room a new color because Mom decided he needed punishment for encouraging me.”

Hugh takes some asparagus on a pan, drizzles it with olive oil and some salt and puts it in the oven.

“Anything I can help with?” I look around at the spotless counters. Hugh cleans as he cooks, just as I do. Mom had always liked to be able to sit down to eat with as little clean up afterwards as possible.

“You can set the table. Everything is in there already just put it all where it goes.”

The dining room of Hugh and Maggie’s apartment is right next to the kitchen in an open floor plan. I take the plates and begin putting them around the table, and I notice there are four plates, not the three I am expecting. Maybe Hugh had grabbed one too many.

As I set the napkins and silver at each plate I notice there are still four of everything. I turn and stare at Hugh. “Hugh, tell me the fourth person is gay.”

“Don’t I wish. Maggie is getting sex-grumpy and really needs to find someone soon.”

“Hugh.”

“What?”

“Tell me this is not a fix up.”

“Not exactly a fix up.”

“What does that mean?”

“You need a new contract lawyer since you fired Felix for scamming you on those book contracts. Maggie has a colleague that is a contract lawyer. So, if that’s a fix up, then I’m guilty.”

“Just a contract lawyer?”

“Yes.”

“No strings attached.”

“Would I set you up with a lawyer? And I honestly thought tonight would be a good time to help you in your business and as a distraction. I don’t really know any contract lawyers that well. My own practice is more criminal and corporate. Sometimes at the same time.” He smiles.

I can’t help but smile at that. Some of his client stories had been the basis for a book or two of mine with some heavy fudging. But the catalyst was there. He never told me names but gave me interesting facts that he knew I could run with in my writing. Whenever one of those books did well I always made sure to give Hugh a present. Usually a trip or a cruise. A living book escape. Where I do it with the written word, a cruise does it with buffets and margaritas.

Jade

I hope they like this wine. They’ve liked everything else I’ve brought before. Too bad I can’t drink it. Alcohol intolerance is a . . . pain. It’s literally a pain. One glass and ow. I smooth down the front of my dress. I checked my lipstick in the elevator and none had found its way to my teeth.

I push the doorbell and wait. I hear Maggie coming. She always wears heels, which make her at least 6’3” and her confidant strides on their hardwood floors make for a nice warning.

The door opens with verve and there she is, all her goddess like glory. “Lovely, about time you got here. Don’t you know being on time is so not cool? Come early so we can talk and stare at men doing women’s work.” I look at her with surprise at that statement and then she throws her head back and laughs. I know the look on my face is priceless. She knows I am a feminist through and through.

I smile and hold out the bottle of wine.

“My entrance fee.”

“Enter, child, enter.”

My heels click on the floors as I try to look up at Maggie towering above me. And yes, she played basketball while in school and volleyball at university.

I hear voices from the kitchen area. Who else is here? Maggie had not mentioned any other guests coming.

“I swear to you Maggie’s colleague is exactly perfect for you.” Hugh’s voice comes through the air.

“I hope so. I’ve asked around but so far, I haven’t really had a good vibe yet. I’m almost ready to start looking in the phonebook.” I don’t know that voice. It’s deep and has more of a Southern drawl than Hugh’s.

“Maggie will fix you up. This was her idea. And you know she knows what she’s doing.”

“Yeah.”

I walk into the kitchen and there stands a tall man with dark hair and blue eyes leaning against the island. And he’s brawny.

I stop walking and feel Maggie behind me but can’t move. I have been set up. He looks past Hugh and sees me and his mouth falls open. Then it snaps shut and he does not look happy.

The Fantasy.

Moonlight, white silk sheets, and dark raven hair dominate my sight. She had given me a key. Maybe she’d forgotten . . . or maybe not. Once through the door I inhaled deeply and took in her expensive scent.

I fought to keep my eyes from closing, from losing sight of her curves under the silk. Mmmm, perhaps she was expecting me.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I observed her lines, her breathing. Her fingers gripped the pillow. I leaned in to her neck . . . her reactions were faster.

Lips found mine.

Hands pulled me to her.

She kissed me deep, her hand in my hair . . . while the other was searching.

“Glenn?”

“Wha?” I woke, looking up into dark eyes.

“You were gasping for breath, are you okay?”

“I was lost in a dream, a fantasy.” I smiled.

“Well, everyone needs a fantasy.”

I laughed. “Yeah.

She leaned over me her face close to mine.

“And you know what I always say.”

“Which one?” I asked.

“My single-minded aim is to give existence to fantasy.”


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The Magic in Egg Sandwiches.

“It is spring, why is it so cold?” Cora asked.

I pressed against her back and slipped my arms around her shoulders, inhaling all the scents mingling together that were her. “Cora darling, it’s the first week of spring, as in closer to winter than summer. So,” I put my hands on her shoulders and turned her around, “I’m taking advantage of every chilly moment I can.” I kissed her gently. She had lips meant for that. Gentleness, not the macho movie kisses that bruised, although, there were moments for that as well. My eyes flared at the thought of last night.

Her nails softly scratched my shirt, sending electricity through my chest and beyond. “Mhmm. Do I look like I am complaining?” Her eyes almost closed and lips turned up at the corners, she knew I loved that look. I had started something and she meant for me to follow through to the finish.

I laughed and felt the vibrations in my chest. Her fingers increased their pressure. “No, and you would complain if you didn’t like it.”

“You got that right, bub.” Her emphatic nod of the head made her silky hair shimmer and slide across her cheeks. “And you are not complaining either.”

“Never,” I said.

“Even if you hated what I was doing?”

I brushed hair away from her face with my fingers. “Even then . . . maybe . . . well not really.” I smiled.

“Maybe I’m a witch, a wizard, and have you under a spell.” Her hands slid down and around my waist.

“In a way, I guess you are. There’s just some magic in truth and honesty and openness.” I squeezed her to me.

“Yep.” She leaned her head and shoulders back. “Well, honesty with respect thrown in. Like, if you made fun of my fondness for egg sandwiches I might not be so forgiving.”

I nodded. “I would never do that. I like them too. Besides, real magic in relationships means an absence of judgment of others, and that includes an obsession with egg sandwiches.”

“Good.” She rested her cheek against my chest.

“Speaking of egg sandwiches…” My hands began to drift.

“What about them?”

“I’m hungry.”

“Glenn, we just ate.”

“I didn’t say anything about food.”

Cora squealed as my hands stopped drifting.

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The Fortunate One.

“Men always want to be a woman’s first love – women like to be a man’s last romance.”
Oscar Wilde
Irish playwright, novelist, essayist, and poet.
October 16, 1854-November 30, 1900

When I arrived, a dream came true. Sunlight danced in her hair, made her skin glow, and all the world combined to make my heart beat faster.

We talked over each other in the excitement of our uniting. There were no angry glances or raised voices attempting to rise over the other. Our tones relayed the truth, words did not matter, we were ecstatic. It was euphoria; at least it was for me. Light headed, walking on a cushion of air, unable to stop smiling, you name all those cliché possibilities, and they were true. Why do you think they are so cliché? It is because they are real.

Was it love at first sight? No, but it was love at first shared thought. Now, there we were, at her doorstep, Christmas Day.

“It will be fine. I promise. They don’t like any man at first.”

I smiled. “You’ve told me that or something like that, a hundred times. I think your first choice has tainted their opinions. That or they just don’t trust your judgement.”

“Okay, perhaps. Just do not worry.” She placed her hand on my chest, leaned in, and smiled up at me.

I raised my brows in mock shock at her affections. “Nope, no kisses. You know they are watching through curtains and blinds all over the house.”

“I know. They will get over it. Now kiss me or I will pout.” She stuck her lower lip out, a fail of a pout that never worked, but I loved her attempts. She knew it. She knew I wouldn’t resist that bottom lip.

Moments of electric sensations sparking through the body later, and she opened door. That’s just the frame of mind I wanted to be in when meeting her family for the first time.

I could only shake my head at that point and avoid looking down to watch her walk in. I was being as gentlemanly as I could, but I was still a red-blooded American male in love with a beautiful mind and beautiful body.

“Glenn, these are my parents.”

“Mister Allen. Mrs. Allen.” I shook both hands. “Ma’am, this is for you.”

Cora’s mother looked surprised. “Me?” Her surprise did not stop her from taking the small gift I slipped from my pocket. Cora gave me an odd look as I shook hands with her brother, who made certain I knew he would kill me if I hurt his sister. I hoped I squeezed back hard enough to make a good impression.

“Oh dear,” Mrs. Allen said. She held one hand to her chest. “It is beautiful.”

I smiled at the joy and surprise on her face. “I thought you might put a photo of each child and grandchild in the frames. There are enough for all of them. Of course, they would need tiny photos for a bracelet.”

“Buying your way in are you?” A loud voice rose broke the moment.

I thought Cora’s head would snap off she turned it so fast.

“Gary, what are you doing here?”

“How nice, I think I can visit my children on Christmas Day.”

You guessed it, Cora’s ex-husband.

“You know that’s not what I meant.”

“Whatever, Cor. So this is the guy, is it?”

“Hello. I’m Glenn Taylor.” I extended my hand to be friendly.

“I know who you are.” He took my hand and made a feeble attempt that would have made Cora’s brother laugh.

He broke away and glared. I had never experienced a glare before. It was kind of funny and I had to smile. I don’t think he liked that. “You bring one of us a present, you must bring them for all, or you appear rude,” he said a bit too loudly.

“Sorry, they wouldn’t let me bring the coal on the plane.”

Laughs were muffled and some not. Their daughter’s giggle came out before she could bring her hand up to hold it in.

Gary’s eyes grew uglier. “Funny boy are you?”

“Only when they laugh, otherwise it’s just awkward pauses.”

“Think you’re a big man because you’re with her now, don’t you?”

I glanced down at Cora. The anger was barely contained. She was ready to unload on him at any moment. I looked back to Gary. “Actually, yes I do. I know how lucky I am.”

He laughed, and it wasn’t a pleasant sound. “I got lucky with her first.”

I pulled Cora to me a little tighter as I felt her move. “You were luckier than you could imagine. You are also a bigger idiot than any man could ever possibly try to be.”

“You son—“

“Don’t.” John, Cora’s brother, stepped in front of Gary.

“You gave this up. You messed a good thing up. You never would admit what she was, how important she was, or even that she existed as a unique individual that you needed in order to be whom you became.”

Cora looked up at me. I smiled and felt her ease beneath my touch.

I looked back at Gary. “Yes, you were lucky first. The important thing is that I’m fortunate last, and will be for the rest of my life.”

Oscar Wilde Romance Quote~~~

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Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge – “Romance”

Here is the new challenge I am co-hosting with Colleen on SilverThreading.com. It combines BeWoW and Writer’s Quote Wednesday. We both felt a need to change things up and move forward. Instead of simply stopping all together, we decided to open things up even wider, give people more opportunities to join in and connect. Any kind of talent can be expressed with this challenge. We even include a Theme of the Week if you need inspiration. Or ignore that and do what you like as long as it involves a quote. Join in and have fun! And most of all CREATE!!!

 

HERE is my entry this week. https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2016/03/09/the-fortunate-one/

Word Craft ~ Prose & Poetry

Welcome!  This is an open invitation to join in on our blogging event called the “Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge,” co-sponsored with Ronovan, ofRonovan Writes, and myself.

Ronovan and I have decided to change it up! Spring is in the air and it is time for something different! We have retired BeWow (Be Writing on Wednesday).

This is your chance to highlight your favorite author’s quotes that give inspiration to you as a writer. Do you feel like your writing is getting stale? Are you looking for inspiration to keep writing? Then you have come to right spot!

Each week we will include a theme  for anyone who needs additional inspiration. You don’t have to follow our theme if you don’t want to. It is optional.

In fact, Ronovan and I will alternate each week with a themed prompt post written on Silver Threading. This will give you a different…

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“Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but…”

When I met him, it was by chance in a quiet bar in 1940 Hollywood. I can still remember it as clear as if I were looking him square in those energy filled blue eyes right now.

He was a bit too shiny for the place, if that was possible, but no one seemed to pay him any attention. It was as though he was part of the furniture. He belonged there.

I slid onto a stool as Eddie walked up to take my order. “What’ll you have? Bit early for you isn’t it?”

“Just a beer today, Eddie. I got a date later.”

Bushy eyebrows rose and tobacco stained teeth showed behind thick lips. “Bring her by here, I’ll set you up nice.”

I smiled but didn’t commit to anything. Figaro’s Bar was fine for a few with the boys at night, but a dame didn’t belong here. I took the mug of amber liquid and took a sip. My smile was the show appreciation Eddie had waited for. He was one of the best in the business. He remembered what people liked, and I liked my beer warm. You can’t taste an iceberg. If I wanted something cold, I’d ask for milk.

Leaning against the bar, I checked the mirror that ran above the length of bottles and glasses. I didn’t see any of the boys around to talk with. That’s the first time I saw him. Like I said, he was shiny, shiny on the outside of a worn out inside. He had sheets of paper in front of him and the glass he had wasn’t for beer.

“Guy’s a writer,” Eddie said, following my eyes. “Comes in here around this time every day. Says it helps him escapes life. I asked if it was the wife, he said she wouldn’t be caught dead in here. I get the feeling he wishes she would be caught dead somewhere.”

I didn’t like the chuckle Eddie gave. Maybe it was the amusement in his eyes. He thought he was being funny. Death wasn’t something I played around with, even in jest.

There was something about writers that intrigued me. Writers were strange people. They could make you believe things by using words and nothing else. It was like magic without the tricks. Everything was laid out in front of you but you still got fooled. No film or sound effects, just words, and you would swear you heard explosions, music, and you felt the girl in your arms and smelled the perfume as you kissed her.

He saw me coming. I guess it’s hard to miss me, being a big six footer with red hair. Hollywood wasn’t overrun with my type yet, but I wasn’t ever mistaken for Leslie Howard or Spencer Tracey.

He laid his pencil down about the time I reached his booth. “Is there something I may assist you with?”

He had class. The man was educated for sure. Better, even than the people I met though my work, and I met a lot of people up and down the money living line.

“Eddie said you were a writer and I wanted to ask you something.”

He smiled and leaned back stretching his shoulders. “Have a seat and ask away. I might even answer, if I have one. Writers don’t really know much about writing. We’re too busy being in the middle of it to think about it.”

I slipped into the booth. “So, how do you do the magic that you do with words? How do you take something so simple and turn it into something people, thousands of people, will breathe heavy over rushing to turn the page?”

“Be a whore.”

That wasn’t what I was expecting. “A what?”

He emptied his tumbler and signaled to Eddie before answering. He laughed. “It’s an old joke between me and a friend of mine, Ernest. Write your guts out and lay it all on the page. That’s art, that’s writing. If you want to eat, then you add the tits and ass, the sex and crime the public these days want to read about.”

I remained silent. The illusion I had of a writer was gone in under two minutes. I don’t think I’d ever heard anyone sound so bitter. “Then why do it at all if you hate it so much?”

Eddie set another glass down filled to the rim with something dark and dangerous for that time of day. “I don’t hate writing, I hate money. I hate having to have money. Money ruins a creation, art. All it does is create demons and evil.”

“Then write what you want to and live different.”

A smile spread across the handsome face. “Too many responsibilities for that. I knew what I was getting into when I became a writer. Writing a novel . . . you become famous after you are dead. To make a living you write for the magazines or film. You copy yourself and repeat the process over and over again. What works once will work again. I still write for myself, for after my death’s success.” He tapped the pages in front of him.

I shook my head. I couldn’t understand why stay in such a business. “Looks to me like this job would wear you down, instead you still look like you’re enjoying it. Why not try something else? How do you find the ability to keep going?”

The man stared at the glass on the table, cupped between his hands. “You need to find the energy to keep going in any business. Where do you get the will power to keep going? Some think I find it in this.” He picked up the glass and took a sip.

“Do you?”

He set the glass back down and looked at me. “No. I find numbing escape from certain parts of my life. I will say that much. To the subject of energy when faced by time after time of compromising your work to make a living, I have one thought that comes to mind. Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.”

“Hey, Scott, telephone.” Eddie’s voice echoed in the quite bar.

“Excuse me a moment,” Scott said as he slipped from the booth.

As he went to the phone at the bar, I glanced over at the first page he’d been working on. Across the top was scribbled The Love of the Last Tycoon. Maybe it was going to be a movie or something.

Scott rushed back to the table. “Sorry, I have to rush out.” He gathered the pages into a stack. “I completely forgot about a movie premiere I’m to attend tonight.”

“Oh, which one?”

“Something with Rosalind Russell and Melvyn Douglas. I think it’s called This Thing Called Love or some such.”

He reached out one hand and I stood taking it. “Nice to have met you,” Scott said.

“You to, hope you keep that vitality going. Oh, and have a Merry Christmas.”

“You to.” He smiled, turned, and headed for the front door.

Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.

I guess that goes for people like me. I take hit but I keep coming back to be hit again or maybe dodge the punch next time.

Sitting my empty mug on the bar, I fished into my pocket. “Scott took care of you,” Eddie said.

“You’re kidding?”

“No, he’s a good guy, especially when he’s not around those society types. He likes being a normal guy. I don’t treat him like nothing special except keeping people out of his business when it gets crowded in here.”

“He was working on a book. I can see how this would be a good place to do that.”

“He’s good too.” Eddie stepped away to the cash register and came back. “Here, you can borrow this. And I mean I want it back. He signed it for me and everything. Got it?”

I did. I looked at the cover. The Great Gatsby

F. Scott Fitzgerald Vitality Quote

 

“Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.” F. Scott Fitzgerald (September 24, 1896 – December 21, 1940)
Fitzgerald was living in Hollywood with gossip columnist Sheilah Graham, when he died the morning after attending a movie premiere with her.

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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt #14 Entries: THE #LINKS

I wasn’t going to do MUST READs this week, I mean most are must reads already. Then I read one that I could not ignore or pass by. Timely and for a writer this one hits home. Make sure not to skip it. We had everything from humor to death, and drama to suspense. Two new members joining in, and good storytellers at that.

A Must Read designation does NOT mean an entry is necessarily better than the other entries. It means that entry clicked with me in some way in that moment I read it.

The order appearing is the order in which the entry was received.

GL below stands for the reading Grade Level. Harry Potter is a GL of around 5. Tolkien is around GL 6.5. Passive Sentence percentage is included as Active Sentences are considered the preferred form of writing by most editors and publishers. Active moves the story along. Passive is not always bad. Sometimes a story works that way, perhaps through the language of a person or the type of story. Even then, keep the percentage low.

The Writers with The Links

The Prompt for the Challenge was:

You’ve just been handed a message that makes you drop to the floor, trembling uncontrollably.

  • No more than a Word Count of 600. (SUGGESTED)
  • Using the above scenario, create a scene of what the note is about, and why it makes you react the way you do. (REQUIRED)
  • No external dialogue for this scene. (SUGGESTED)


NEW MEMBERS!

Coffins
Damean Mathews (Writing Is Life)
A family saga in few words. 686 words, 6.4 GL, and 5% passive sentence structure.
“My name is Damean Mathews. I an author with an immense love of the written word. This blog is here to help aspiring authors in their craft. I plan on giving as many tips as possible, sharing my own examples and experiences, and posting some of my work in order to get feedback and help give examples of various stages of work, etc. I am five times published in the Clinch Mountain Review and Jimson Weed, and due to my work in the Jimson Weed I served as Managing Editor for two and a half years, one of which was also spent as Head News Writer for the Highland Cavalier…[Click for more interesting information].” @MathewsMarvels

Messaged Received
Bré Sanchez (Writings of a Single Girl)
Not sure if this is part of an ongoing or not, but it has a lot of potential. Hooked in 345 words. 1.9 GL (Seems like higher.), 0% passive sentence structure.
“Single girl in her 20’s(ish), living in Dublin, sharing her thoughts and experiences.” @singleGRLbrain
 


Tonight You Die
TJ Paris (La vie est trop courte pour boire du mauvais vin)
To let the cat out of the bag or knot? Knot. Go and check it. You know TJ comes through with entertainment each week. 178 words, 5.1 GL, and 5% passive sentence structure. @Roccoco_a_GoGo

Just Friends (Part 4 or Jelly Legs)
Ritu (But I Smile Anyway…)
In the throws of guilt, embarrassment, and general day after insanity, Lara receives a message from the last person she expected. 696 words, 6.9 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @PhantomGiggler

Just a Little Slip
Teresa Smeigh (Writing is my Life)
A surprise awaits from a captured soldier and a family reunion. 811 words, 4.4 GL, and 4% passive sentence structure. @TeresaSmeigh

The Note – A Case for Sarah Bradley
KL Kaley (new2writing)
A police officer is up for a promotion when she receives an envelope with something inside that sends her reeling. 637 words, 4.3 GL, and 1% passive sentence structure.

Harper Lee is Dead…
MUST READ Bill Engleson (Writings)
A powerful inner turmoil and realization or disturbance. Depending on the reader, this story may bring about different feelings. 592 words, 4.2 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @billmelaterplea

A Child Remembers
Neel Panicker (NeelWritesBlog)
Trigger Warnings in this one for anyone with adult to child situation history. The story does get across the damage something like this does to a child mentally and emotionally. 654 words, 7.8 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @PanickerNeel

News
Jane Dougherty (Jane Dougherty Writes)
Another side of a story, one we sometimes don’t consider in our own actions. 406 words, 4.8 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @MJDougherty33

The Letter
Kat Myrman (like mercury colliding…)
Great story. Kat gives just enough and you can decide the meaning at the end. I think she writes that last part so well you must know the answer, but maybe I’m wrong. Kat can write! 422 words, 3.1 GL, and 4% passive sentence structure. @kat_myrman

Sentence
Athling (A Writer’s Life)
What do you do, what do you think when that times comes? 287 words, 3.7 GL, and 3% passive sentence structure.



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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt #13 Entries: THE #LINKS

A LOT of great stories this week. The ones I have MUST READ beside are the ones I clicked with instantly. There are maybe three others I am itching to add a MUST READ tag to, but with some it is a habit so I thought I would spread it around this week.

A Must Read designation does NOT mean an entry is necessarily better than the other entries. It means that entry clicked with me in some way in that moment I read it.

The order appearing is the order in which the entry was received.

GL below stands for the reading Grade Level. Harry Potter is a GL of around 5. Tolkien is around GL 6.5. Passive Sentence percentage is included as Active Sentences are considered the preferred form of writing by most editors and publishers. Active moves the story along. Passive is not always bad. Sometimes a story works that way, perhaps through the language of a person or the type of story. Even then, keep the percentage low.

The Writers with The Links

The Prompt for the Challenge was:

  • Word Count of 500. (SUGGESTED)
  • Take your favorite quote from a movie and use it as inspiration for your entry this week. If you want more direction, make it the last sentence in your piece. (REQUIRED)


NEW MEMBER!
Puzzle of the Stars
Inkbiotic
An inspired and well plotted piece. Linking the hobby/obsession to the later part is awesome. 625 words, 3.6 GL (but you feel like it is higher), 0% passive sentence structure.


Rick’s
Jane Dougherty (Jane Dougherty Writes)
Looking the title, then reading the story, I’m not certain if the name is where they are dining or the ‘afters’, but I think that may be the point. 690 words, 4.5 GL, and 1% passive sentence structure. @MJDougherty33

Just Friends (Part 3)
Ritu (But I Smile Anyway…)
Ritu has created a monster. Check out the comments on the story to see how she’s doing. 589 words, 3.7 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @PhantomGiggler

The Cave – Not So Safe After All
Teresa Smeigh (Writing is my Life)
Good pacing with this weeks edition to Teresa’s series. 532 words, 4.0 GL, and 5% passive sentence structure. @TeresaSmeigh

Ronald Rump-A Minor Roast
Must Read Bill Engleson (Writings)
Talk about some nice political satire … um … I think it was satire. Hmm, maybe it wasn’t all that much satire at all. 592 words, 4.2 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @billmelaterplea

The Devil’s Wife: Valentine’s Day on Earth
Geetha (Geetha Balvannanathan’s Blog)
A sweet story. Sometimes that’s a good enough description but it’s difficult to feel three little words can be enough sometimes. 581 words, 8.6 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @geethap2007

Hospital White
Must Read Clarence Holm (PrairieChat)
A powerful story of last moments, reunions, and new beginning? 614 words, 6.5 GL, and 2% passive sentence structure.

Called Home
Natalia Erehnah (Weaving Gold)
Okay, we have one of those you kind of wonder what’s happening. I mean that in a good way. 507 words, 5.5 GL, and 4% passive sentence structure.
@WeavingGold

The Sacrifice
Must Read Melissa Barker-Simpson (Author Blog)
Melissa is afraid she hasn’t done her quote justice. I’m not worried about the quote. The story is great. A nice range of emotion to capture the manic feeling in one of the characters. I thought the imbalance of the feelings was done nicely to give the reader the sense of imbalance as well. 633 words, 5.7 GL, and 1% passive sentence structure. @MBarkerSimpson

Nobody
Annette (Annette’s Place)
A good story to check out. A lot going on here in a short span of time, but someone it’s pulled off and doesn’t feel rushed. Very nice. 441 words, 5.1 GL, and 3% passive sentence structure.

The Interview
Kat Myrman (like mercury colliding…)
Kat speaks the truth for a lot of people over the past several years now. 717 words, 4.2 GL, and 5% passive sentence structure. @kat_myrman

Unattended
TJ Paris (La vie est trop courte pour boire du mauvais vin)
The scary thing I must confess today is … this story makes complete sense to me. 482 words, 11.7 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @Roccoco_a_GoGo

Ride or Die
Shida (876LoveR)
One wild ride later . . . 334 words, 3.9 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @Rebel_Shida

She was and is
Florence T (Meanings and Musings)
A story I think is probably true for too many of the good ones and opposite for the ones that the qualities don’t apply to. 392 words, 6.3 GL, and 4% passive sentence structure. @FTThum

Return of the Warrior
Must Read Michelle LuNato (Chasing Life and Finding Dreams)
The third part in a series, but a stand alone as well. Actually this is a good place to jump if you haven’t already. The uncle ended up looking different than I thought for some reason. 685 words, 3.6 GL, and 1% passive sentence structure. @MichelleLunato



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Word Craft ~ Prose & Poetry

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Both Peggy and Ronovan have guided me and inspired me to become a better writer. Ronovan has become a mentor and a teacher. No matter what question I ask him, he is always there to offer me kind, concise information, and positive feedback. You can’t ask for a better friend than that.

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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt #12 Entries: THE #LINKS

Thank you to those who do participate and appreciate those of us who put the effort in each week to come up with prompts, read them all, comment, collect links, and post them to share with our readers and friends.

A Must Read designation does NOT mean an entry is necessarily better than the other entries. It means that entry clicked with me in some way in that moment I read it.

The order appearing is the order in which the entry was received.

GL below stands for the reading Grade Level. Harry Potter is a GL of around 5. Tolkien is around GL 6.5. Passive Sentence percentage is included as Active Sentences are considered the preferred form of writing by most editors and publishers. Active moves the story along. Passive is not always bad. Sometimes a story works that way, perhaps through the language of a person or the type of story. Even then, keep the percentage low.

The Writers with The Links

The Prompt for the Challenge was:

February 5th is National Wear Red Day, or Shower With a Friend Day. There are much more serious International Days the 5th is set aside for, but the challenge at this point in its growth is not a place to explore those quite yet. Although I’m not stopping anyone. If you know of another National/International Day you want to write about this week, go for it.

  • Word Count of 500. (SUGGESTED)
  • Some great stories were written last week. Continue those stories this week! (SUGGESTED)

OR

  • If you are not writing a series then It’s National ? Day and you are in charge of the party. Create your own National/International Day and spread the news. (REQUIRED if not in the middle of writing a series OR doing the above Suggested Prompt.) You can always mention a national day in a series.


NEW MEMBER!

A Day at the Beach
ATHLING2001 (A Writer’s Life)
I good story of what reality can be. 303 words, 3.0 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure.


Down in the Dumps Day
Bill Engleson (Writings)
Not sure how many times you can say a man is a storyteller. This one hits on what many go through and dwell on. 496 words, 5.1 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @billmelaterplea

Wunnerful, Wunnerful
Must Read Clarence Holm (PrairieChat)
Clarence and his brother depart from the homestead in fine fashion … or do they? 1306 words, 7.5 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure.

Just Friends (Cont.)
Ritu (But I Smile Anyway…)
Ritu is the reason for the continue the story from last week part of the prompt. I wanted to see how she would handle the situation. Now I still want to know what would happen next. 538 words, 4.4 GL, and 2% passive sentence structure. @PhantomGiggler

The Cave Safe Zone
by Teresa Smeigh (Writing is my Life)
The ladies are caught in the act. What will they do now? 533 words, 4.4 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @TeresaSmeigh

Swan Song – Part Two
Must Read w/Last Weeks Part One or stand alone. by Kat Myrman (like mercury colliding…)
A nice flip-side to the story last week. Makes for a well rounded story and a complete short story. 495 words, 3.8 GL, and 1% passive sentence structure. @kat_myrman

National Oyster Day
TJ Paris (La vie est trop courte pour boire du mauvais vin)
If we’ve learned anything about TJ by this time is … we never know what to expect. The N.O.D. is no exception. Watch out, you know what’ll happen. 204 words, 8.1 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @Roccoco_a_GoGo

Hey! I too need my day.
Neel Anil Panicker (NeelWritesBlog)
Where have all the flowers gone … um, no, that has nothing to do with the story. Neel is a randomite. Not sure what a randomite is? Read on and you will. 497 words, 9.7 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure.  

Such pretty dolls.
Ruby Manchanda (Whispering Thoughts)
I wasn’t expecting that. What a cool take on the prompt. 499 words, 4.6 GL, and 2% passive sentence structure.

Family Tradition
Annette (Annette’s Place)
Um, what an delicious selection we have here. A real winner. 468 words, 4.1 GL, and 4% passive sentence structure.

Highway of Fear
Michelle LuNato (Chasing Life and Finding Dreams)
A well done story that will hit home with a lot of readers on different levels. 589 words, 3.5 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @MichelleLunato

Dancing with Shadows
Kim Russell (Writing in North Northfolk)
I went hunting for this one, which I don’t do often. Knowing Kim takes part in the challenge often, I took the chance and what an eerie piece. She pulls you in and then … 250 words, 7.4 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @kim88110



Ronovan Hester is an author, whose debut historical adventure novel Amber Wake: Gabriel Falling is available now for pre-order on Kindle or the Paperback is ready to ship now. Click HERE to choose. . He shares his life through his blog RonovanWrites.WordPress.com. His love of poetry, authors and community through his online world has lead to a growing Weekly Haiku Challenge, a new Friday Fiction Writing Prompt Challenge, and the creation of a site dedicated to book reviews, interviews and author resources known as LitWorldInterviews.com.

Amber Wake: Gabriel Falling

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Excerpt from Amber Wake: Gabriel Falling by @PSBartlett & @RonovanWrites

Here I giveth to thee, the story I hath slaved over this past year. Be entertained, be enthralled, and forever more, be joyful.

Author Ronovan Hester

Amber Wake: Gabriel Falling

The autumn of 1705 brings Royal Navy Captain Gabriel Wallace to face off against an enemy within the ranks of the Admiralty itself that threatens his career, his reputation, his family, and something even more far-reaching in its plot.

Court-martialed and with Admiral Chambers, the mastermind fearfully known as the Chambers of Hell, out for his destruction, Wallace finds he has allies willing to face the might of the mightiest power on earth, with some allies in the most unlikely of places. The crew of his former command, the Majesty’s Venture, mutinies from the Royal Navy. With capture by his enemies close behind, Wallace agrees to become captain once again.

With a ship at his command, Captain Gabriel Wallace sets out to fulfill his mission, the completeness of which only he knows.

Now a pirate by situation, Wallace sets out for the Colonies and the Caribbean. Will his crew…

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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt #11 Entries: THE LINKS

Talk about a great prompt idea. This one, or something like it, may show up again. Wow. Some great entries. If you’ve never read the entries of these Fiction Reviews before, start with this one. They are short, and very good.

A Must Read designation does NOT mean an entry is necessarily better than the other entries. It means that entry clicked with me in some way in that moment I read it.

The order appearing is the order in which the entry was received.

GL below stands for the reading Grade Level. Harry Potter is a GL of around 5. Tolkien is around GL 6.5. Passive Sentence percentage is included as Active Sentences are considered the preferred form of writing by most editors and publishers. Active moves the story along. Passive is not always bad. Sometimes a story works that way, perhaps through the language of a person or the type of story. Even then, keep the percentage low.

The Writers with The Links

The Prompt for the Challenge was:

January 22, which is Friday’s date, is Celebration of Life Day.

  • Take a moment in your life of which you would celebrate and use that as inspiration for a no more than 750 word story, but don’t let that stop you if you are enjoying yourself and the story is going well. (SUGGESTED)
  • If you are not doing a series, write the story as if the characters were animals living in the roles of humans. An example would be the policemen might be German Shepherds and other Police type dogs. (REQUIRED if not in the middle of writing a series.) OR
  • Use the same experience for a story in one of the following Genres: Science Fiction, Fantasy, Thriller. (Required if not using the above.)


NEW MEMBER!
Bella’s Reward
Annette (Annette’s Place)
A new member and a first time ever fiction writer. A great start with Tiny Dance from Elton John as her song choice. I can see Elton in the story. 270 words, 4.0 GL, and 3% passive sentence structure.
Hello! I am new to blogging and I have fallen in LOVE with it! I am 47 years young and have 3 grown son’s I adore. I am a fairly new grandma also of two kids. I simply believe they hung the moon! I was in… [read the rest of the story].”

 


A Must Read.Golden Earrings
TJ Paris (La vie est trop courte pour boire du mauvais vin)
TJ is insane. Certifiable. There is no doubt. No one can convince me otherwise. And it’s not because he chose Peggy Lee’s Golden Earrings. 293 words, 12.1 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @Roccoco_a_GoGo

Ludwig’s Friday Morning
Kim Russell (Writing in North Northfolk)
What a nice story. It sent me to the search engines to read about one of the characters. 358 words, 4.3 GL, and 10% passive sentence structure. @kim88110

Fear no Tear
Neel Anil Panicker (NeelWritesBlog)
An emotional charged piece. I think a lot of men go through something like this. Perhaps not the end result but the events through the story. 897 words, 6.1 GL, and 1% passive sentence structure.  

A Must Read. The Perfect Illusion-Part 4
Nandini Bharadwaj (Pages That Rustle)
I’m not certain I’ve ever had an error free entry before. Whoa. I recommend you listen to the song used for this one, even if you aren’t a fan. I did. Excellent. 292 words, 4.0 GL, and 3% passive sentence structure.

GateKeeper
1000hoursleft (Work in Progress)
You’ll never guess what this one is about from the title, and it may even take you several lines in to figure it out. 283 words, 8.7 GL, and 7% passive sentence structure.

Teenage Lobotomy
by Teresa Smeigh (Writing is my Life)
I haven’t even read it yet and I’m already scared by the title. Okay, it turned out better than the title led me to expect. There are no zombies in the story! 281 words, 2.1 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @TeresaSmeigh

Swan Song
by Kat Myrman (like mercury colliding…)
Different. Wonder if she’s ever seen Hudson Hawk? 294 words, 3.6 GL, and 2% passive sentence structure. @kat_myrman

Within the Sounds of Silence
Clarence Holm (PrairieChat)
Dude gone dark on me. Well done. 288 words, 5.2 GL, and 4% passive sentence structure.

Just Friends?
A Must Read Ritu (But I Smile Anyway…)
Well this is well done. Ritu keeps bringing the goods each week. 311 words, 3.7 GL, and 3% passive sentence structure. @PhantomGiggler

The Moon’s Death
Geetha Balvannanathan (Geetha Balvannanathan’s Blog)
Another take on celestial beings. Such a creative take on the prompt. It amazes me where a suggestion can take a person. 366 words, 6.8 GL, and 10% passive sentence structure. @geethap2007

When the thorn bush turns white.
A Must Read Ruby Manchanda (Whispering Thoughts)
This short story could be about a young man in many parts of the world … during so many different eras. I enjoyed the simple quaintness of this, if that’s the correct way of saying it. Something peaceful about it in a strange way. Strange because in a way it shouldn’t be peaceful. 239 words, 5.2 GL, and 5% passive sentence structure.

I don’t hurt any more.
Janni Styles (JanniStyles1)
Probably a story familiar to some in a life they know. A shame really, but true. You can call me Sheila if you like. I’ve been there. 300 words, 2.8 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @jannistyles1

A Chance to Heaven
Wes Hollifield (NearlyWes)
That was unexpected. An interesting ride to an interesting ending? 221 words, 5.7 GL, and 11% passive sentence structure. @Nearly_Wes

Another and here we are again.
A Must Read Florence Thum (Meanings and Musings)
Very nice. Not sure what else to say. 342 words, 3.3 GL, and 2% passive sentence structure. @FTTHum

Always Searching for Something
A Must Read Natalia Erehnah (Weaving Gold)
A very strong entry and part of a novel in progress. Great suspense and sense of urgency. 170 words, 4.3 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. Not a single grammar or spelling error of any sort, even stylistically acceptable errors. Impressive. @weavinggold

De Composition
A Must Read Bill Engleson (Writings)
Okay, this guy is a serious writer. But I knew that already. The way he links together the lyric and that ending … nice. 248 words, 7.0 GL, and 6% passive sentence structure. @billmelaterplea

Broken Heart Drive
A Must Read Michelle LuNato (Chasing Life and Finding Dreams)
If this woman doesn’t write a Contemporary Romance, it’s a waste. 455 words, 2.4 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure. @MichelleLunato



Ronovan Hester is an author, with his debut historical adventure novel Amber Wake: Gabriel Falling due out Valentine’s Day of 2016. He shares his life through his blog RonovanWrites.WordPress.com. His love of poetry, authors and community through his online world has lead to a growing Weekly Haiku Challenge, a new Friday Fiction Writing Prompt Challenge, and the creation of a site dedicated to book reviews, interviews and author resources known as LitWorldInterviews.com.

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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt #10 Entries: THE LINKS

A Must Read designation does NOT mean an entry is necessarily better than the other entries. It means that entry clicked with me in some way in that moment I read it.

This week has some awesome entries. Very imaginative and creative. Some are stepping out into new areas, just as the challenge was intended to do.

The order appearing is the order in which the entry was received.

GL below stands for the reading Grade Level. Harry Potter is a GL of around 5. Tolkien is around GL 6.5.

Passive Sentence percentage is included as Active Sentences are considered the preferred form of writing by most editors and publishers. Active moves the story along. Passive is not always bad. Sometimes a story works that way, perhaps through the language of a person or the type of story. Even then, keep the percentage low.

The Writers with The Links

The Prompt for the Challenge was:

January 22, which is Friday’s date, is Celebration of Life Day.

  • Take a moment in your life of which you would celebrate and use that as inspiration for a no more than 750 word story, but don’t let that stop you if you are enjoying yourself and the story is going well. (SUGGESTED)
  • If you are not doing a series, write the story as if the characters were animals living in the roles of humans. An example would be the policemen might be German Shepherds and other Police type dogs. (REQUIRED if not in the middle of writing a series.) OR
  • Use the same experience for a story in one of the following Genres: Science Fiction, Fantasy, Thriller. (Required if not using the above.)

 


Celebration
Kim Russell (Writing in North Northfolk)
This could be an occurrence in many other countries, and I imagine some women would prefer it that way. 762 words, 5.2 GL, and 2% passive sentence structure. @kim88110

The Perfect Illusion-Part 3
Nandini Bharadwaj (Pages That Rustle)
Nandini gives us a fresh look at Vivian in this third part in her series. I’m glad she’s decided to continue on with the story. 748 words, 5.8 GL, and 10% passive sentence structure.

A Special Day to Celebrate
Clarence Holm (PrairieChat) Must Read
This week clearance gives a wonderful story based on true events in the style of using animals instead of people. The cool thing about this story is that you can actually visually see what’s going on in the story and there is some humor to it and the message as well. 422 words, 3.8 GL, and 0% passive sentence structure.

Surprise Birth
by Ritu (But I Smile Anyway…) Must Read
Somehow think our Ritu would know the viewpoints of the can’t in situation like this. Her imagination just keeps showing no limits. 760 words, 4.4 GL, and 5% passive sentence structure. @PhantomGiggler

Goober Picatsso
Bill Engleson (Writings) Must Read
This week Bill brings a great story humor, satire, you name it it’s in here is. A great take on how some people view themselves some of you may like it so you may not but it’s all good, right?. 748 words, 5.7 GL, and 3% passive sentence structure.

Surprise
by Teresa Smeigh (Writing is my Life) THIS ENTRY HAS BEEN DELETED FROM THE MAIN BLOG.
Teresa pulled in the animal with the thriller with the Boab tree in a very um, uh, smashing way. 865 words, 3.8 GL, and 6% passive sentence structure. @TeresaSmeigh

Milestones
by Kat Myrman (like mercury colliding…)
Kat reveals her 50th birthday adventure . . . with a typo. 671 words, 5.3 GL, and 3% passive sentence structure. @kat_myrman

Cycle of Life
Florence Thum (Meanings and Musings)
Florence steps outside her genre comfort zone this week with a Fantasy piece. She says she started in one direction but ended up someplace else. 795 words, 5.5 GL, and 12% passive sentence structure. @FTTHum

The King’s Dance
Michelle ‘Nato’ Lunato (Chasing Life and Finding Dreams)
Does Nato get her man in the end? Does she dance with the King? 637 words, 4.3 GL, and 5% passive sentence structure. @MichelleLunato

Life is Round the Corner
Neel Anil Panicker (NeelWritesBlog)
I imagine this is a very widespread case across different places and circumstances. 834 words, 4.6 GL, and 1% passive sentence structure.  



Ronovan Hester is an author, with his debut historical adventure novel Amber Wake: Gabriel Falling due out Valentine’s Day of 2016. He shares his life through his blog RonovanWrites.WordPress.com. His love of poetry, authors and community through his online world has lead to a growing Weekly Haiku Challenge, a new Friday Fiction Writing Prompt Challenge, and the creation of a site dedicated to book reviews, interviews and author resources known as LitWorldInterviews.com.

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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt #9 Entries: THE LINKS

21 Entries this week and 21 unique entries at that. We have everything from Contemporary to Science-Fiction, and Middle Grade to Adult. I noted two as Must Reads based on either uniqueness or impact of story. All the stories were good and worth reading twice. I say that because I do read each one at least twice. I wouldn’t if the story was bad.

The order appearing is the order in which the entry was received.

GL below stands for the reading Grade Level. Harry Potter is a GL of around 5. Tolkien is around GL 6.5.

Passive Sentence percentage is included as Active Sentences are considered the preferred form of writing by most editors and publishers. Active moves the story along. Passive is not always bad. Sometimes a story works that way, perhaps through the language of a person or the type of story. Even then, keep the percentage low.

The Writers with The Links

The Prompt for the Challenge was:

Ticks and tocks of essential time, sink the spirits lower than wine.

  1. Include the above sentence somewhere in your work of fiction. (Required.)
  2. Keep your word count at no more than 500 words this week. (Suggested.) Do NOT let your story suffer because of the word count limit. Remember, it is a suggested part of the prompt.

Tick Tock
Jane Dougherty (Jane Dougherty Writes)
Jane gives us a wonderful piece of fiction, capturing the feelings of the one remaining after all the years gone by. 298 Words, 4.5 GL, and 0% Passive Sentences. @MJDougherty33

Melancholy Through a Looking Glass-Part 2
Nandini Bharadwaj (Pages That Rustle)
I’m still wondering what is going on with this 14-year-old girl in the story. So many possibilities and that is part of the attraction of this piece. 37 Words, 6.1 GL, and 13% Passive Sentences.

Eternity
Wes Hollifield (NearlyWes)
Wes goes philosophical melancholy a bit with us in this story of a person wondering out to cope with a situation. 231 Words, 5.6 GL, and 0% Passive Sentences. @Nearly_Wes

Waiting
by Ritu (But I Smile Anyway…)
Having worked in a place mentioned in the story, I know exactly the feeling being given to us here. A little more agony would have been a true story rather than fiction. A good Contemporary story. 358 Words, 6.o GL, and 14% Passive Sentences. @PhantomGiggler

The Lesson
by Teresa Smeigh (Writing is my Life)
Last week a baby was kidnapped, and this week they prepare to get it back. 485 Words, 4.6 GL, and 7% Passive Sentences. @TeresaSmeigh

Old School Gumshoe
by Kat Myrman (like mercury colliding…)
AI love the way Kat used the prompt sentence this week. An excellent crime/detective short. Would be nice to see something come of it. 498 Words, 4.5 GL, and 4% Passive Sentences. @kat_myrman

Waiting
Kim Russell (Writing in North Northfolk)
A poem of life, time, existence, and whatever else you as the reader come up with. 76 Words. @kim88110

As Time flies still.
Geetha Balvannanathan (Geetha Balvannanthan’s Blog)
Wondering where she came up with this one. Very interesting story. Might make a good starting point to something more. 396 Words, 6.1 GL, and 0% Passive Sentences. @geethap2007

The Collective
Clarence Holm (PrairieChat)
A Sci-Fi piece of sorts, with temporal tendencies abounding, but never escaping. 452 Words, 5.1 GL, and 0% Passive Sentences.

Haste Makes Waste A MUST READ
TJ Paris (La vie est trop courte pour boire du mauvais vin)
When reading this, you’ll get the feel of a classic type of read with humor and word usage to challenge the mind and tongue. Incredibly original. 515 Words, 11.2 GL, and 15% Passive Sentences. @Roccoco_a_GoGo

Time Takes Us All
Lady Joyful (The Joyful Soul Creates)
Very good inner look at a child’s point of view of loss. 506 Words, 3.2 GL, and 0% Passive Sentences.

In The Attic
Solveig Werner (Solveig Werner~eclectic, multilingual…)
Some science fiction I think. I won’t say much more about that. We get to visit with two children in an attic, a creepy attic, in their grandparents home. You know that’s creepy for real. 965 Words, 4.5 GL, and 1% Passive Sentences.

Some Wounds Even Time Don’t Heal
Neel Anil Panicker (AnilPanickerWrites)
A story found in the comments of the challenge, and by clicking the link above you will end up there. The story is one that is all too true in the world today. I’m not sure how people do things like this, but they do. 758 Words, 7.7 GL, and 0% Passive Sentences.

Superbia’s Story – The Fruits of Labour
KL Caley (new2writing)
With this offering a young man learns a very important lesson. 717 Words, 5.5 GL, and 3% Passive Sentences.

Barry Balloon Lungs Baker
Bill Engleson (Bill Engleson Writings)
Not sure if I was surprised by the ending or not. It could have gone so many ways. Bill left enough up to the reader’s interpretation to get them comfortable in their own thoughts and then gave the truth of it all. 496 Words, 4.5 GL, and 3% Passive Sentences.

Remembering the Ancient Past
Natalia Erehnah (Weaving Gold)
A different take on the prompt. Using one of her characters to make an entry in her Super-Secret Diary from her work Spinning Stardust. 265 Words, 7.2 GL, and 0% Passive Sentences. @weavinggold

Shared Pain
Michelle ‘Nato’ Lunato (Chasing Life and Finding Dreams)
Nato takes a turn from Romance to, well, I suppose if you look at this a certain way there is Romance in it. The romantic heart. 582 Words, 2.8 GL, and 1% Passive Sentences. @MichelleLunato

Time Lost
Florence Thum (Meanings and Musings)
A regretted moment, or a lost past? And the ending? You decide. 317 Words, 4.3 GL, and 0% Passive Sentences. @FTTHum

Ticks and Tocks
R. Todd (A Flash of Fiction)
Another unique take on the prompt. I didn’t see what was happening until almost the very end. 566 Words, 3.3 GL, and 1% Passive Sentences. @psibrone

Feverish-Part Three
by Melissa Barker-Simpson (Author Blog)
Mel ends her three part story with Maddison doing everything she can to help find the cure. 1103 Words, 4.9 GL, and 0% Passive Sentences.

Trash A MUST READ
anghulinghugotero (anghulinghugotero)
I don’t believe in coincidence. Here is a story of fiction based on true places and people, if not the actual people of the story, but those living in the same conditions. This story is in the Philippines. What is strange is how this story mirrors a book I reviewed for my LitWorldInterviews.Com site. In that book is a city and a people living in the exact same conditions as the people in this story, but in Guatemala instead. No coincidences. Two stories coming for some reason. I also interviewed the author of the book and you can read the interview HERE. I don’t normally link to other people’s work in a review but this story hit pretty deep. 1658 Words, 6.8 5.4 GL, and 11% Passive Sentences.



Ronovan Hester is an author, with his debut historical adventure novel Amber Wake: Gabriel Falling due out Valentine’s Day of 2016. He shares his life through his blog RonovanWrites.WordPress.com. His love of poetry, authors and community through his online world has lead to a growing Weekly Haiku Challenge, a new Friday Fiction Writing Prompt Challenge, and the creation of a site dedicated to book reviews, interviews and author resources known as LitWorldInterviews.com.

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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt #8 Entries: THE LINKS

The order appearing is the order in which the entry was received.

GL below stands for the reading Grade Level. Harry Potter is a GL of around 5. Tolkien is around GL 6.5.

The Writers with The Links

The Prompt for the Challenge was this famous Boab tree in Western Australia. The various takes on the prompt were surprising and there are some great ones in there. Some are begging for a series to continue the stories and I so hope the authors do decide to pick up the stories with the next prompt.

Boab tree
The Tree of Life
Kim Russell (Writing in Northfolk)
A story of a girl, her mother, and a twist of an ending. 249 Words and GL of 1.5 @kim88110

Recovery From Birth
by Teresa Smeigh (Writing is my Life)
This week Teresa has more excitement going on and drama as well. 880 Words and GL of 2.9. @TeresaSmeigh

Talitha Emerging
Natalia Erehnah (Weaving Gold)
Natalia used the prompt to write a passage for her work in progress, Spinning Stardust. I’d say it worked out quiet well. 230 words and GL of 6.3. @weavinggold

Curled Within
Lady Joyful (The Joyful Soul Creates)
The first installment of a possible series. A great start. Make sure to comment on what you think. I believe she gave just enough, and actually plenty in the 200 words limit she set for herself. 200 Words and GL of 3.3.

The Wish Eating Tree
by Ritu (But I Smile Anyway…)
Hmm, well that was an interesting read. Ritu has one serious imagination. 1848 Words, 4.4 GL. @PhantomGiggler

Melancholy Through a Looking Glass
Nandini Bharadwaj (Pages That Rustle)
Very nice first time entry. I very much want to see where this one might lead. Hoping there is a part two with the next prompt. 641 Words and 5.8 GL.

Larrkardiy
TJ Paris (La vie est trop courte pour boire du mauvais vin)
Good story of fiction based on traditional history of the particular tree used in the prompt. I knew when I saw TJ pop up and knowing the tree is located in Western Australia, I figured I might get a good retelling of facts. He also shares some history, myths, and facts following the story itself. 608 Words and 6.0 GL. @Roccoco_a_GoGo

A Night Shift Dreamtime Story
by Kat Myrman (like mercury colliding…)
Another great story. And another one that needs to keep going. Don’t believe me? Check the comments out. 664 Words. 5.3 GL.

Feverish-Part Two
by Melissa Barker-Simpson (Author Blog)
Melissa, or Mel, has jumped into this series of challenges. A two parter has turned into three. Check out the action, mystery, and fantasy now. 1036 words and a 4.0 GL.

Of Finding Oneself
Solveig Werner (Solveig Werner~eclectic, multilingual…)
Oh, what a wishful story this one is. One I believe we all would like to live. Another excellent first entry to the challenge community we’re growing here. (You all need to go check out her awesome glasses.) 548 Words and 5.5 GL.

Under the baobab tree.
Geetha Balvannanathan (Geetha Balvannanthan’s Blog)
An interesting story. I see a good social commentary on a time gone by, and in some parts of the world, still exists. 382 Words and 5.4 GL. @geethap2007

Promises
anghulinghugotero (anghulinghugotero)
A myth, folklore, fantasy, and a feel of scifi all rolled into one. At least it all seems that way to me. A great story. 1885 Words and 5.4 GL.



Ronovan Hester is an author, with his debut historical adventure novel Amber Wake: Gabriel Falling due out Valentine’s Day of 2016. He shares his life through his blog RonovanWrites.WordPress.com. His love of poetry, authors and community through his online world has lead to a growing Weekly Haiku Challenge, a new Friday Fiction Writing Prompt Challenge, and the creation of a site dedicated to book reviews, interviews and author resources known as LitWorldInterviews.com.

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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt #7 Entries: THE LINKS

The order appearing is the order in which the entry was received.

GL below stands for the reading Grade Level. Harry Potter is a GL of around 5. Tolkien is around GL 6.5.

The Writers with The Links

The Newborn
by Teresa Smeigh (Writing is my Life)
Tessa makes a mad dash to the hospital with a newborn a lot less stressful in a lot of stressful ways. Humor was the goal this week and she accomplished that, even though it wasn’t where she originally intended to go with the 7th installment of her series. 281 words. GL of 5.6.

How not to start the New Year
by KL Caley (New2Writing)
A great start for our new to the challenge member. I have a bad feeling this was based on fact rather than fiction. Isn’t that where the best humor comes from? At least she can laugh about it, or maybe this was a cathartic endeavor. 283 words and 7.3 GL.

Purple Haze
by Kat Myrman (like mercury colliding…)
Hooch for the pooch brings about an intoxicating smooch. Kat pulls out all the stops in her Humor piece this week. 255 words. 6.8 GL.

Caring For Your Schnauzer by Ima Le’Amature
by Meredith Haynes (Meredith’s Musings)
This week Meredith shares a chapter from a book that’s helped her with Nick all this time. Um, sort of. Chuckles and squeaker toys abound. You know that combination can’t be good … for the owner, not the Schnauzer. 487 words and 5.3 GL.

Stag Don’t
by Ritu (But I Smile Anyway…)
Where does her mind go for these things. The next prompt might be for her to explain what happened in this one. 142 words, 3.2 GL.

Feverish-Part One
by Melissa Barker-Simpson (Author Blog)
Talk about Cats and Dogs. Melissa gives us a sci-fi/fantasy type trip here. And it’s only part one. 1003 words and a 4.6 GL.

Cat’s Rule
by R. Todd (A Flash of Fiction)
Seeing inside the minds of Cats and Dogs. This is evil. And I somehow think it just may be true. 338 words and a 2.8 GL.

The Right and the Wrong Umbrella
by Alka Girdhar (Magnanimous Word)
Alka thought there wasn’t much humor here, but she was only being modest. Her style gives a subtle touch to humor and you begin to chuckle because you see what’s coming before she tells you. Very nice. 324 words at a GL of 4.8.

Fluffy, the Matchmaking Cat
by Michelle ‘Nato’ Lunato (Chasing Life and Finding Dreams)
Seduction, romance, humor, and a cat toy? I enjoyed this one a lot. She’s got some promise. 845 words. GL of 2.4.



Ronovan Hester is an author, with his debut historical adventure novel Amber Wake: Gabriel Falling due out Valentine’s Day of 2016. He shares his life through his blog RonovanWrites.WordPress.com. His love of poetry, authors and community through his online world has lead to a growing Weekly Haiku Challenge, a new Friday Fiction Writing Prompt Challenge, and the creation of a site dedicated to book reviews, interviews and author resources known as LitWorldInterviews.com.

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10 #Books for #Christmas #Gifts from my #Reviews this year.

Looking for a last minute present for Christmas?

Want a great book?

Need a gift to put you into that FREE Shipping range?

Here are my suggestions from my reviews this year. Click the links for the reviews. Or click the book image to go to Amazon.

10 Book Ideas for Christmas

Dancing to an Irish Reel by Claire FullertonLiterary Fiction, Ireland, Contemporary

#Book Review of Dancing to an Irish Reel by @cfullerton3

“You might at times want to hit Liam over the head with something, like his accordion, but then, he is a man, it’s love, and he’s young, so what else would you expect? And that is one thing that makes this book real and allows the reader to connect with it. No one is perfect in the book. “

The Judas Apocalypse by Dan McNeilHistorical Fiction, Adventure, Archaeology, WWII

The Judas Apocalypse by @DanMcNeil888 “At times his encounters are humorous, deadly, and explosive.”

“He’s been referred to as the new Dan on the block of historical fiction conspiracy theories. I don’t agree. Dan McNeil handles his subject with a better hand than Brown ever has. Yeah, sure, you want to knock him across the room at times but who doesn’t want to read something that gets them on an emotional level at times? If you want a fluff read, skip this review. McNeil isn’t about fluff.”

Sex and Samosas book cover by Author Jasmine AzizMarriage, Relationships, Humor, Self Discovery

#Book Review by @RonovanWrites of Sex & Samosas by Author @JasmineAziz

“Nothing is perfect. Sex isn’t perfect like a scripted movie. Things happen, and man, I am still dying over the what I call ‘on fire’ part of the book.”

Jesus vs. Santa: Christmas Misunderstood by Jason E. RoyleChristian, Inspiration, and Parenting.

Jesus vs. Santa: Christmas Misunderstood by @JERoyle #Book Review by @RonovanWrites

“You’ll learn where the answer to how we handle the issue of Santa with our kids begins. A great deal of what you find in Jesus vs. Santa you can use in everyday life with not only your children, but yourself as well.”

jason royle

Judas: Hero Misunderstood by @JERoyle

“The style he chose to use is contemporary in the use of language and symbolism in order for anyone today to relate and connect to the story. Unlike many other takes that are similar to what Royle has done you don’t get a preachy style. At the very end, after the story is all done and over with, you receive a look at passages from the Bible to show you what may or may not bring credence to what Royle has written.”

alesha escobarFantasy, Vampires, WWII, Magic, Wizards, Adult

#Book #Review of The Tower’s Alchemist The Gray Tower Trilogy Book 1 by Alesha Escobar @The_GrayTower

“Isabella George is not your typical spy. For one she’s a female spy in WWII sneaking in to German occupied France. Yes, there were female spies but not the norm in literature of this type. And for another thing, she’s a wizard. Her mission in this first book of the Gray Tower Trilogy is to find and bring home the wizard creating a chemical weapon for the Nazis. But would it be a book worth a Trilogy if it were that simple?”

Levant Mirage by Oliver F. ChaseAction, Adventure, Terroists

Levant Mirage by @OliverFChase “It’s so possible, it’s scary.” #Book Review

“Levant Mirage takes snapshots from the headlines of the past few years to build a character and combines it with frighteningly realistic possibilities to give a story you pray never happens.”

Close Up on Murder by Linda TownsdinMystery, Suspense

Close Up on Murder by Linda Townsdin @ltownsdin. A #BookReview.

“Levant Mirage takes snapshots from the headlines of the past few years to build a character and combines it with frighteningly realistic possibilities to give a story you pray never happens.”

ali isaac jane doughertyIrish Mythology, Folklore, Short Story Collection

#BookWorm @RonovanWrites Review Grá mo Chroí Love Stories from Irish Myth @aliisaac_ & @MJDougherty33

“The stories are of love and tragedy and more. I felt while reading the stories I was reading not about people in a book, or about love between two people and what befalls them but the love of a people for their homeland and their culture and the tragedies they faced throughout the ages. Yes, it hit me where it hurt, or it felt. Got me in the heart. “

A Haiku Perspective by Annette Rochelle AbenPoetry, Haiku

New Book! A Haiku Perspective by Annette Rochelle Aben @YouAreTheExpert

“Welcome to my haiku perspective on life. It is easy to enjoy this book because haiku flows, which means it can be experienced effortlessly. Perhaps reading this book will open up some creative energy within you and if so, you will share your haiku as well. Those who live to express themselves with words, craft a world using the alphabet, are giving life to imagination and thought.”

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