Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

but, still (or the magic door)

Susan felt like a fool. It was 1977 not 1957. My god, she was a liberated woman! How could she fall for his line?  

Stupid!

But, still, she stayed. Remembering. Champagne. His voice in her ear. “I can’t tell you where I’m going but meet me here on Christmas Eve.”

Stupid!

Did she think she was Deborah Kerr in some kind of Hollywood movie? She should go.

Stupid!

But, still, she stayed. Remembering. Laughter. Sparkling blue eyes. “This’ll be our magical place.”

Stupid!

But, still, she stayed. Waiting. Till she heard those whispered words: “Hey beautiful. Is this seat taken?”

magic-door

Photo prompt courtesy of Dale Rogerson

These 100 hopeful words were written for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioners Challenge.

Was it in her head or did he come through the magical doors?

Random Rants, tutto e niente

Live and Learn

Fandango’s Provocative Question # 92:

Do you blog anonymously? Why or why not?

No. And here is why …

When I started on Word Press (about 2.5 years ago), my intentions for the site were straightforward. It was meant to be an extension of my professional life as an educator and author, so it made no sense to blog anonymously. Plus, I’m already “out there” so if people want to find me, they can. My only self-imposed rule was based on my sense of integrity. Essentially, if I wouldn’t say it “in real life” then I wouldn’t write about it.

Fast forward a bit and my original intentions have changed a bit. I kept forgetting to post or redirect people to my “work” stuff (mostly biographies, history pieces, and sponsored content). Mostly, however, I didn’t realize when I began that I would find so much enjoyment playing with the kinds of writing that I don’t do “in real life.” I’ve become obsessed with writing haiku and flash fiction. The challenge of conveying meaning with limited words is intoxicating.

Live and learn 

So … long story short, if I was to begin again I’d probably go incognito, simply to amplify the freedom to play.