“In our first apartment, we watched the rain. I held him when he was sick.”
She took his black peacoat last. “I remember, and he does, too.”
I, mistress, fought the rebellion, but lost the war.
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36 word challenge for Week 60
Of Trifextra was a fun morning for me. I had to use three words: rain, remember, rebellion, to tell a compelling tale in 36 words exactly.
I like it when affair stories come out on the OTHER side. Of course I’d rather not have them happen at all but we authors tend to take some sort of sick sadistic pleasure in making our characters suffer. I’m sure there’s a psychological analysis in there somewhere.
My first full-length short story, a scfi tale relevant to today entitled “The Newcomers”, is out to two magazine contests. I hope to win both, as one was an abridged audio version for The Missouri Review’s annual Prose Audio contest and one was for the Ohio Review’s fiction contest.
Wish me luck! I hear back in April so I will let everyone know.
Also back in the studio this week for some serious work. Serious. Like traditional, old school overnight musician work. It’s going to be awesome!
“I’m up all night in the studio/and you’re up early on your ranch/you’ll be brushing out a brood Mare’s tale/while the sun is ascending and I’ll just be/getting home from my reel to reel/there’s no comprehending…”
~Joni Mitchell, “Coyote”
Love you all, dear readers, and glad to be back.
~ Julia Mae
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