First Love

DAY 22 of the Flashnano Challenge. Flashnano is a challenge that involves writing 30 stories in 30 days throughout the month of November. A new writing prompt every day. As a reminder, at this stage I don’t edit these it’s simply raw, off the top of my head writing. Later, I’ll go through any that have potential and edit them. Thanks for reading.

FLASHNANO 2018 – 30 Stories in 30 Days

PROMPT 22: Write a childhood story that you’ve never written before

848F5613-8752-4FF5-87E4-508C2C064E6AThere are so many things about my childhood I simply don’t remember. Time and age will do that to you. But what I do remember is my first love. I remember the exact moment I left part of my childhood behind and discovered the wonderfulness of boys. I always liked them, I was a tomboy myself. I liked to punch them, race them and play baseball in the streets with them. Outside of that though, I wasn’t sure what they were good for – until Scotty.

I was twelve years old, and played the flute in the junior high school band. I was atrocious. I practiced and practiced, but was simply not that good. I spent a lot of time fake playing during rehearsals so I wouldn’t ruin the endless repeats of “The Blue Danube”. 

Then one day our band teacher said the band from the nearby junior high school was coming over to play with us. We were all excited for something new.

Soon after the new kids began shuffling in and took seats in their instrument sections. Brass here. Woodwinds there. Drummers in the back and so on. The room had a combustible, exciting energy.

My flute section sat directly across from the trumpet section and I noticed him the second he sat down. He was wearing a green t-shirt, Levi’s and white Vans sneakers. He had a messy mop of blonde hair. His skin was tan which gave him a golden hue or it appeared golden through the stars in my eyes – either way this boy was golden. But the thing that knocked my socks off was he had a slight overbite. Ever so slight, but that overbite did my young heart in.

He was the best trumpet player in the group and the teacher fawned over him and often had him play solos. He’d tell the band to stop and say, “Scotty, play that part again”. My teenage brain burned his name into my memory never to leave. 

Scotty.

I couldn’t stop staring at him, to the point where he finally looked at me and half smiled. I was done. That half smile and little overbite told me boys were good for more than just punching and sports. The band practice was mostly forgettable, we played the same songs over and over again, I mostly faked it, but with a bit more gusto in case he looked over at me. Every so often he did and I could feel my cheeks burn hot. This was all new to me, but I knew in that moment I was in love like only a young girl can be – full of imagined angst and drama.

Then it was over and they packed up their instruments to leave. I casually began circling him like a shark. An awkward, lovestruck shark. As he headed toward the door with the rest of his group I stood near the chair he’d just left and stared. He glanced back, said something to his friends and came back. He looked around his chair, then under it as I stood there unable to move.

Then he straightened up, looked directly at me and said, “What’s your name?” My heart stopped beating, I wasn’t breathing, but I managed to say, “Jody”. He half smiled again, nodded and walked away to join his group. I stood there and watched him leave. Someone began playing “The Blue Danube” on a clarinet in the back of the room and at that moment while the wistful clarinet serenaded I fell in love for the very first time.

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The Chandelier’s Revenge

DAY 21 of the Flashnano Challenge. Flashnano is a challenge that involves writing 30 stories in 30 days throughout the month of November. A new writing prompt every day. As a reminder, at this stage I don’t edit these it’s simply raw, off the top of my head writing. Later, I’ll go through any that have potential and edit them. Thanks for reading.

FLASHNANO 2018 – 30 Stories in 30 Days

PROMPT 21: Write a story using only 5 sentences

Still playing catch up, but I will catch up!

48CA9545-6023-4786-A4ED-562491FD59FA.pngHer cold, blue eyes surveyed the room, it was opulent to the point of vulgar just as she’d designed it.

She lied, stole, cheated, and yes, even killed to acquire everything she ever dreamed of and to the victor goes the spoils.

She reached for her glass of champagne and as she brought it to her perfectly plumped lips she smiled. 

At that moment she looked up as the massive, ornate chandelier above her head began to quiver, its crystals making a symphonic tinkling sound.

The earth began to shake violently and the last thing she saw was the ceiling splinter and release the chandelier – it chimed giddily as it came crashing down upon her.

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And Then It Was Over

DAY 20 of the Flashnano Challenge. Flashnano is a challenge that involves writing 30 stories in 30 days throughout the month of November. A new writing prompt every day. As a reminder, at this stage I don’t edit these it’s simply raw, off the top of my head writing. Later, I’ll go through any that have potential and edit them. Thanks for reading.

FLASHNANO 2018 – 30 Stories in 30 Days

PROMPT 20: Write a story set in the year 2020

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Tuesday night at 11:58pm, November 3 the year 2020 – Election Night.

The sky was thick with pollution gone unchecked for far too long. Fires burned half the drought stricken country and hurricanes relentlessly battered the other. The creature didn’t care. He was rich, stupid and ruled the land. Until tonight.

The creature slowly dragged its bulbous form onto the stage. It licked its lips with quick lizard-like motions. Its pockmarked skin was spray tanned orange, except around the eyes where large, purple hued bags hung heavily. It wore a long, oversized suit in attempts to conceal its immense and ever growing size. The creature’s vanity even surpassed its ignorance. With tiny sausage fingers, the creature patted its elaborately coiffed yellow hair. Always fearful a gust of wind would lift the flap that covered its bald head. Clearing its throat it began to speak.

“Look at this crowd size,” it began, but before it could finish its sentence a large, over ripe tomato hit it squarely in the face. Then another. And another. And another. The crowd began to cheer wildly as each tomato hit its mark. The creature stood stunned as tomato pulp dripped down its face leaving a trail through its fake tan.

The crowd began chanting, “Loser! Loser! Loser!”

The creature bellowed, “YOU’RE THE LOSERS! ALL OF YOU! This election was rigged!”

In frustration from the jeering, the creature turned around and began wiggling its oversized rump at the crowd. 

At this moment, five large police officers walked on stage and dragged the creature away to a waiting patrol car. Before the creature was shoved into the backseat one last gigantic tomato hit it squarely in the face. The crowd roared in delight.

With the creature firmly restrained in the backseat one of the officers reached roughly into the creatures pocket and pulled out its phone. He waved it to the crowd, dramatically dropped it to the ground and stomped on it repeatedly. The crowd went wild and began laughing and hugging. The officer tipped his cap and drove away with the creature thrashing about in the backseat never to be seen again. 

And then it was over. At long last it was over. 

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Weekend Getaway

DAY 19 of the Flashnano Challenge. Flashnano is a challenge that involves writing 30 stories in 30 days throughout the month of November. A new writing prompt every day. As a reminder, at this stage I don’t edit these it’s simply raw, off the top of my head writing. Later, I’ll go through any that have potential and edit them. Thanks for reading.

FLASHNANO 2018 – 30 Stories in 30 Days

PROMPT 19: Write a story set in a hotel room

As I play catch up on this writing challenge bear with me as I just write whatever comes to mind from the prompt. Perhaps less “stories” and just more thoughts and memories.

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Downtown Ventura, CA

Years ago my mom, sister and I used to take weekend getaway trips. More often than not we just went to Ventura and stayed at the hotel on the beach. We used to live in the area, so there was always a feeling of nostalgia as we drove through our hometown of Oxnard on the way to Ventura. We’d check into the hotel and stand out on the balcony overlooking the ocean. The sea will always wash away the stresses of day to day life. When you look out over its expansiveness your problems seem smaller and the sea breeze clears your mind. 

We never stuck around the room for long, we’d head down to Main Street to shop and eat. Main Street in Ventura has a quaint beach town vibe with none of the hustle and bustle of Los Angeles. Most of the shops are just little artisan shops selling beach themed jewelry, art and clothes. My sister would always have to try clothes on. She’d head into the dressing room with blouses and dresses draped over her arm and my mom and I would wander around waiting, as neither of us were big on trying on clothes.

We’d look at funny little trinkets of seashells painted like crabs and laugh. I always remember those little moments of laughing with my mom. Periodically my sister would pop out of the dressing room and we’d tell her how cute every outfit looked on her, and they did. She can literally wear anything and look adorable. I have to work much harder. Such is the story of sisters though. After shopping we’d head to the pier for lunch. I can’t think of much that’s more relaxing than having lunch with the waves crashing around you and just enjoying fresh seafood, a spicy Bloody Mary and two of your favorite companions. 

As I write this little stream of consciousness story, I’m thinking my mom, sister and I need to plan a weekend getaway. It’s been a helluva year, one that altered the path of our lives forever. A weekend at the beach with my two best friends is definitely in order and the sea is calling.

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This is Fine

DAY 18 of the Flashnano Challenge. Flashnano is a challenge that involves writing 30 stories in 30 days throughout the month of November. A new writing prompt every day. As a reminder, at this stage I don’t edit these it’s simply raw, off the top of my head writing. Later, I’ll go through any that have potential and edit them. Thanks for reading.

FLASHNANO 2018 – 30 Stories in 30 Days

PROMPT 18: Write a story involving smoke

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Here’s the thing… today is the 25th day of November. There are six more days of this writing challenge and I’m seven days behind.

Look, I simply can’t eat all day, every day and write compelling stories. Apparently at one time Thanksgiving was a time to give thanks and spend time with family. Now I did that stuff, but I also ate mashed potatoes. So many mashed potatoes. I swear mashed potatoes are my vice like smoking is with some people. Notice how I used smoking in the previous sentence? Well, there ya go – Challenge 18 complete. I just used smoke in a story. I also added my favorite “This is fine” meme because 1) it’s the story of my life in two cartoon panels and 2) there’s smoke in it which also checks off the write a story with smoke in it box. Just humor me.

So, my dear readers there ya go. I’m one step closer to completing this challenge and I will finish it. My catch up stories may be lame, but I ain’t no quitter. So, see you in story 19.

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WANTED: A Forever Family

DAY 17 of the Flashnano Challenge. Flashnano is a challenge that involves writing 30 stories in 30 days throughout the month of November. A new writing prompt every day. As a reminder, at this stage I don’t edit these it’s simply raw, off the top of my head writing. Later, I’ll go through any that have potential and edit them. Thanks for reading.

FLASHNANO 2018 – 30 Stories in 30 Days

PROMPT 17: Write a story in the form of an advertisement

Holiday prep is leaving me behind once again in this writing challenge, so bear with my quick game of catch-up with these next few stories. 🤷🏼‍♀️

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WANTED: A Forever Family

I’m rambunctious and I will always bark at the doorbell, and the vacuum cleaner, and the mailman…. Always. I will lose my mind if I see a squirrel or sometimes just a leaf blowing in the wind. Loud noises scare me and I will crawl onto your lap, even if I’m too big. If you drop food, I’ll clean it up – sometimes afterwards I’ll throw it up on the clean carpet. I’ll feel real guilty about it though. I’ll scratch the door to go out and turn immediately around and scratch it to come back in. I’ll snore sometimes and stinky toot when you have company. Sorry.

I’ll also love you unconditionally. I won’t care if you skip showering on the weekend and are a wee bit stinky yourself, truth be told, I like it. I’ll listen to your secrets and promise not to share them. I’ll take you for walks when you need exercise. I’ll give you kisses and accept endless hugs and treats. I’ll be your very best friend – forever. 

If this sounds good to you. Call your local shelter or rescue and give a pup or kitty a loving home. You won’t be sorry. A pet will fill your life with unimaginable joy and you’ll be saving a life. Everybody wins when you adopt a pet. 🐾❤️

CALL YOUR LOCAL SHELTER — ADOPT DON’T SHOP.

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Dear Me

DAY 16 of the Flashnano Challenge. Flashnano is a challenge that involves writing 30 stories in 30 days throughout the month of November. A new writing prompt every day. As a reminder, at this stage I don’t edit these it’s simply raw, off the top of my head writing. Later, I’ll go through any that have potential and edit them. Thanks for reading.

FLASHNANO 2018 – 30 Stories in 30 Days

PROMPT 16: Write a story where one of the characters is 16

Holiday prep is leaving me behind once again in this writing challenge, so bear with my quick game of catch-up with these next few stories. 🤷🏼‍♀️

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Dear 16 year old Jody,

Nothing is as bad as it feels. You’re so much more than you feel you are. Just because you weren’t as skinny as some girls didn’t mean you were worthless. You were strong and healthy. We still are. When your coach told you no boys would love you if you didn’t lose 10 pounds he was wrong and mean. He ingrained in you the lifelong thought that you would be more lovable if you were thinner. I’m sorry for both of us that we carry that notion around to this day. For the record, a wonderful man has loved you for decades and he thinks you’re pretty great. He’s not wrong. 

You weren’t dumb, you were just more interested in English and History over Math and Science. We’ve survived fine without Algebra and dissecting poor frogs. I still think of the day in Science class when you walked out of class instead of cutting up that frog and I smile. Good job you… me. I still protest injustice. 

You feel awkward and uncomfortable around large groups. This won’t go away, to be honest, it’s gotten worse, but it’s ok. You’d rather sit in the sun with your dogs and read a book then go places with friends. Me too now. Classical music still makes me cry, but I no longer hide that. I still don’t like 80’s music. Cool people were never as cool as you thought. Give me an authentic weirdo with a funny laugh any day now. No family is normal. NO. FAMILY. IS. NORMAL. Yours was and is a beautiful, dysfunctional tribe that will always be there for each other. And lastly, you were ok then and you’re ok now. Be nice to yourself and I’ll try too.

Love, Jody

 

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