SHORT FICTION

Thursday, 31 December 2015

ROSEMARY & HARRY

 
Hello everyone! The last day of the year! So I have a small story that happens on New Years that I hope you enjoy.  Stay tuned in the new year for some new things happening. Stay safe tonight and I wish you all a Happy New Year!! 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Rosemary and Harry
 
 
Martha told Rosemary that she had to go even though Rosemary gave her every excuse she could think of not to go. She finally gave in to Martha's relentlessness and said she would go.
She didn't say anything to Martha but she had no intentions of staying till midnight to bring in the new year. She had nothing to look forward to and nothing to celebrate.
She even gave into dressing retro for this themed party.  Martha thought that it would be great fun.
They both picked out dresses and shoes that they found in Martha's mother's old trunk. There was even jewelry to wear. 
So, the evening came up and Rosemary was hating herself that she had agreed to any of this. They were riding in the car with another couple. He smelled like bad cologne and her perfume was so strong that Rosemary thought she was going to choke. She finally opened the window a little.
As soon as they got to the hall, the couple bailed out fast much to Rosemary's relief.
Martha  came around to her side and opened the door and gestured for her to get out. She did reluctantly and let Martha lead her into the noise filled hall. Old music was playing that sounded like it was from the fifties or something. Rosemary rolled her eyes as Martha led her to the front of the stage where the live band was playing. They were even dressed in their suits that made them look ridiculous thought Rosemary.
As Martha passed her a drink someone caught her eye. He was one of the band members. She only noticed him because he was staring at her. His hair was slicked back and he was in a off blue suit. His pants were above his ankles and making his white socks almost glow next to spit polish shoes.
They looked at one another and she almost laughed out loud.
Martha, pulling her away was what stopped her. They joined the couple they came with at a table. They sat down with their drinks and they all clinked glasses to start the evening off. 
Rosemary couldn't help but sneak another peek at blue suit boy with the white socks and snappy shoes. She laughed out loud this time.
The couple from across the table looked over at her. Amy asked her what was so funny. She shrugged her shoulders. "The funny suits the band is wearing. They look hideous."
Amy looked over and frowned. "I don't think they look hideous. Their music is good, no"?
Rosemary didn't reply as that style of music didn't appeal to her either.
Suddenly the music took an upbeat and Amy's partner Mark grabbed her and pulled her toward the dance floor. Martha went to get another drink leaving Rosemary alone at the table. Her eyes pulled her over to that band member. She didn't know what it was about him that drew her to him but she watched him play and after they finished they took a break. He disappeared behind the stage.
Rosemary sighed wishing that she could leave. There was too many people and they were all too loud and it wasn't even near midnight yet. She made a promise to her self that she would sneak out before then.
Rosemary ended up dancing with a few fellows that Martha had found. She didn't like who she got saddled with. He smelled funny and he was sweating. As soon as the music was over she left him and went to hide by the stage were it was a bit dark. She took a drink with her and sat down.
There was a slow song playing and she felt eyes on her again. It was blue suit boy. They stared at each other and she thought that he mouthed out something to her but wasn't sure. Then an announcer came on saying they were getting close. Rosemary jumped to her feet. This was her cue to get out while the getting was good.
She saw Martha dancing with another guy and the couple dancing as well so they were busy and wouldn't see her.
The cool night air washed over her body giving her relief from the stuffy hall. She sat down on the step for a while to finish her drink. Then she was going.
"Can I join you?"
Rosemary startled.
"Sorry, didn't mean to come up on you like that."
It was the blue suit boy. "Can I sit out here with you? It's getting hot in there."
She nodded. He smiled and came and sat on the step a little piece away giving some space between them. That made Rosemary feel a little more comfortable.
"I'm Harry by the way. I noticed you when you came in with your friends. Having a good time?"
Rosemary nodded to be polite. "I'm Rosemary," she replied. She didn't want to say that she didn't want to be here.
He smiled again. She liked his smile. Her eyes cast down to those shiny shoes. "You have some polished shoes there," she said light heartily.
He grinned. "Polished them myself." He pulled at his pant leg as if he knew the pants where too short but let go of them knowing it wasn't going to help.
The music started up again. She looked at him. "Are you not suppose to be in there?"
"I have a few seconds to get back. Come with me?"
She started to shake her head. He extended his hand out to her. "Come on, it's the new year. Have to ring it in style. No fun by yourself. Come ring it in with me?"
She laughed as she looked at his blue suit with white socks and shiny shoes. Harry knew that she was laughing at what he was wearing.
"Come on, it's not every day that you get to bring in the new year with a guy dressed like this. What you think? Come?"
She sighed and took his hand and they went back in just in time for him to start playing the last song of the night before they did the countdown to the new year.
Rosemary stayed not too far from him as they played.
Then the count down started. She admitted it was fun and when the balloons fell and the new years song struck up she found her self singing along with Harry.
After the song was done, they looked at each other and Harry very bravely leaned over and quickly kissed her. "Happy New Year Rosemary!"
He smiled and she couldn't help but smile back. "Happy New Year Harry!"
The new year started off better than the way the year had ended for Rosemary. Harry and Rosemary spent the rest of the night together celebrating the new year. He even got a chance to dance with Rosemary while the band played.
Rosemary even liked his suit with his white socks and shiny shoes.
 
 
 

Wednesday, 23 December 2015

 
LIVE, LAUGH & MEOW!!
 
 
 
 
MERRY CHRISTMAS !
 
WISHING YOU ALL THE BEST IN 2016!!
 


Thursday, 17 December 2015

CHRISTMAS!

Today I dug out some Xmas poems that I hope you will like. I hope that you all had a very good year and wish you all the best in 2016! I hope to be bringing you some novels this year that I will be publishing in the new year. Take care and keep warm.


Memories
 
We remember past gatherings and the laughs shared.
 
The smells of Xmas fill our memories with excitement and joy.
 
The race to the tree Xmas morning to see what Santa brought brings memories to our young hearts.
 
Keep the memories of the past and the present alive.
 
Memories are the best gifts we have.
 
 
 
Sugar Cookie Dreams
 
Red and green sugar glitter over the stars, bells, and wreath shapes.
 
Lovingly placed on the cookie sheet.
 
Butter.
 
Vanilla.
 
Flour.
 
Time spent mixing, tasting along with smiles and laughter over the kitchen table.
 
Memories baked with care and packaged lovingly in pretty boxes.
 
Make that special plate for Santa?
 
Taste the sugar, vanilla and crunchy toppings and dream sugar cookie dreams.
 
Merry Christmas!  

Thursday, 10 December 2015

FLASH FICTION-THE FELINE SNOW QUEEN

 
Hello everyone. Today I have some cat flash fiction that I hope you will enjoy. I hope you are fine and have a great weekend! 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The Feline Snow Queen
 
 
She prowls the winter forest and rules her territory with a fierceness that leaves her no one to challenge her. Her ice blue eyes are as cold as the winter's night.
When  the night of the winter solstice arrived, she summoned her subjects to celebrate.  Other feline lords came to honor the night and her.
There was a great feast. Even the faeries of the winter court joined them and celebrated.
The queen showered them with gifts for their loyalty. They all were quite happy and most willing to give her their loyalty.
The winter court could be challenging but she never minded them. At the end of the day, the forest was hers and they dared not challenge that.
However, there was whispers that had reached her ears telling her of another one that called himself king of his forest. It was next to hers.
She would seek him out and see for herself. Maybe she would fancy him or not.
The feline snow queen would keep her territory no matter what anyway. She would share with no one.  
It was the witching hours when he showed up. She didn't have to seek him out after all. He sat down without fear and joined in the feast. The winter faeries wanted bloodshed between them but she put her paw down. She knew that would just be amusement to them.
They eyed each other carefully until one of the winter faeries smashed a glass on the table to get things livened up. Felines of the forest hissed and chased the winter faeries out of the queen's forest.
After the brawl had ended, the queen looked over and he was gone.
Left in his place was a silver stone. She sniffed it. One of the remaining winter faeries came over and eyed it and then looked at her.
"He left you a gift of friendship." The faerie picked it up and in it's little hand, eyed it carefully and appeared to be weighing it in his hand. It's pale silver eyes went back to her. "It has much magic in it. I would be careful with it. Don't trust the feline king." With that he dropped it and vanished into the winter night.
The snow queen sniffed the silver ball. It laid in the snow and sparkled with the snow. She backed up and watched it.
Everyone now was gone and one of the forest felines came up next to her. "Take it away from here and put it back in his forest. I don't trust it."
The forest feline did and the next day when she got up she got word that the forest feline had not come back.
Stories circulated that he had turned into a bird. The winter faerie was right.
The feline queen hissed.
She was now challenged for the first time.
 
 

Thursday, 3 December 2015

FLASH FICTION-THE PINK MOON

 
Hello everyone. Today I have flash fiction that is on the whimsy side. I hope you enjoy. Have a great weekend!
 
 
 
 
 
 
The Pink Moon
 
 
It was rare so we decided to have a picnic by the lake under the pink moon.
We made cucumber sandwiches, cut cheese into small cubes and made jam cookies for dessert.
You brought red wine that you made. Instead of wine glasses we took tea cups.
I had a blanket so we were all set.
When we got there a breeze had picked up and out one end of the blanket didn't want to stay down but along came a rabbit and he said that he would sit at the end if he could have one of our cucumber sandwiches.
We said yes. He enjoyed the sandwich and we also offered him some wine in another tea cup. It was chipped but he didn't seem to mind.
We talked about the summer and we all agreed we were sad to see it getting close to the end. But for now this night was perfect.
We ate out cookies and got our fingers sticky. We forgot the napkins and had to lick out fingers.
The wind had gone down so the rabbit thanked us for the cucumber sandwich and wine and went on his way wishing us well.
We packed up out stuff. The wine had stained the tea cups but that was okay.

On our way back we promised each other that we would do this again, even if there was no pink moon.