Life in the fast lane--where's the on ramp?

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Thursday, February 18, 2016

Al Says, Part 3

Their tiff happened at closing time on Wednesday, the day before the Council Meeting. On Thursday evening the council would consider Al’s choice. Such appointments are generally pro forma, and Al had told Elyse he would expect her to show up for work on the following Monday. He’d called the mayor’s... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Al Says - revised, part 2

After Marian stormed out, Al leaned back in his swivel chair, put his hands behind his head, stretched out full length and grinned smugly. He’d never seen his deputy so upset: her face was actually bent out of shape. If looks could kill, I’d be sick as a dog, he thought, chuckling aloud. Silly old... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Al Says -- revision

The trouble started when City Clerk Al Wilder hired a girl to replace Ethel Schmidt. Ethel had been the face of the city clerk's office long before Al was elected, the one non- patronage employee of the office. (The other clerks were friends or relatives of political friends to whom Al owed... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 15, 2016

Writing around the block...

Day before yesterday I posted a first draft of something typical of fumbling through the gleam of an idea just to get the story going. I was thinking about a certain warty toad I once worked for - known to Blogit Readers as Al Wilder... I wanted his persona to be so glaringly unctious the very... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 13, 2016

Al Says That’s How It Is

The trouble started when City Clerk Al Wilder hired a new girl to replace Ethel Schmidt. Ethel had been the face of the city clerk's office long before Al got elected. She was the wall between Al and the hoi palloi. When a citizen came in to pay his water bill or pay for a city car sticker, it was... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 12, 2016

Writing Exercise...

The little scene I posted yesterday was an exercise in writing first-person narrative and stemmed from a dream I had the night before. I don't often remember dreams, but I did remember this one - standing at a rail fence in a pastoral setting, watching a mare and her foal munching apples under an... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 11, 2016

Gamers

I was standing by the rail fence, leaning on it, arms folded on the top rail, resting my chin and taking in the scene: rolling hills in the far distance, tree line at the other edge of the pasture, a carpet of clover and grass nearby. There were bees and butterflies, a sorrel mare with her... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

50th Anniversary -- conclusion

He was stunned for a minute. Then he pulled out of her grasp and struggled to his feet. He’d bumped his head and elbow on the concrete pad, but he was okay. Annie was laughing. Laughing out loud, lying on her side, sprawled halfway out of her wheelchair, the woman was holding her stomach, not even... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 8, 2016

50th Anniversary, part 3

He was at the kitchen table, sipping black coffee, listening for the thermostat to kick in, for the sequence that would shut off the pilot light on the furnace. Once that happened, all he had to wait for was the gas to build up enough to ignite from the water heater. He was eight steps from the back... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 7, 2016

Happy Anniversary - Part 2

Months earlier they’d put all their vital papers into a safe deposit box. Annie’s idea, “in case this old tinder box burns up.” The house was a century old, but it was solid, and Gary had always kept it in good repair. When the stucco siding had developed weather cracks, he’d hired a couple of... Sign in to see full entry.

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