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Utility Work Ahead (SIGNS: #AtoZChallenge)

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Utility Work AheadWith the lightening streaking overhead, Igor sent the apparatus up through the skylight. He was glad he remembered to open it; cleaning all that glass…no fun. No, not fun at all.

He pulled the next lever; the water from the river sluiced through the pipes, putting the spinning wheel in motion. It picked up speed as the water gushed through.

Igor tugged that chain, pushed buttons, and the humming current was infused into the very air itself. The storm reached a fever pitch, and Igor cackled along with the thunderous sound.

It was done.

The coffee was very good.

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Check out other bloggers in the A to Z Challenge.

26 posts during the month of April, every day but Sundays.

My theme is SIGNS, and I’m interpreting them in Drabble (100 words exactly) form.

Enjoy!

 

Tow-Away Zone (SIGNS: #AtoZChallenge)

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Tow Away ZoneThis isn’t about just one group of people. You could affix about any religious affiliation, or race, or political/social upbringing. None of that really matters, in the long run, for they all share something in common:

They were among the displaced, those left alive, and their being shunted about was devastating to many of their souls.

Carted, hauled, boxed in, taken away…they were forced out of the life they were born to, facing the hatred that earned them the eventual label of Other.

Some banded together, as best they could, even in the worst of times.

They would always remember.

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Check out other bloggers in the A to Z Challenge.

26 posts during the month of April, every day but Sundays.

My theme is SIGNS, and I’m interpreting them in Drabble (100 words exactly) form.

Enjoy!

 

Slow Children (SIGNS: #AtoZChallenge)

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Slow Children“Adagio!” Mr. James yelled to the seventh grade orchestra. “This is not a race; not a competition!  There is no prize for finishing this first. Slowly…slowly…let your instruments blend into each other.”

Connor fought the yawn that was coming; he knew if James saw it he’d blow up. All Connor wanted to do was get the piece over with and go home. He knew this piece, inside and out.. He was just bored with the whole thing.

Connor began to play the piece, so slowly he thought he would scream.

“That’s how it’s done! Again, everyone!” Mr. James cheerfully cried.

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Check out other bloggers in the A to Z Challenge.

26 posts during the month of April, every day but Sundays.

My theme is SIGNS, and I’m interpreting them in Drabble (100 words exactly) form.

Enjoy!

 

 

Quiet Zone (SIGNS: #AtoZChallenge)

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Quiet Zone“What’s the matter?” she mumbled, his tossing and turning waking her up for the fifth time.

“It’s too damn quiet here!” he said through gritted teeth.

She sighed. “We chose this inn ’cause of it’s seclusion. The fishing. The reviews.” She added: “The price.”

He stared into the darkness.

“Do you want me to sing to you?” she smiled, crooked grin he couldn’t see.

“Gah! No!”

She poked him in the ribs. Harder than he thought necessary, but…

“Can I put on the radio? Softly?” he asked.

She nodded, nodding off.

One station came in clear: NPR. He finally slept.

 

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Check out other bloggers in the A to Z Challenge.

26 posts during the month of April, every day but Sundays.

My theme is SIGNS, and I’m interpreting them in Drabble (100 words exactly) form.

Enjoy!

 

Parking (SIGNS: #AtoZChallenge)

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ParkingThe Chevy’s windows fogged up easily; Pammy rolled down the window, letting the cool night air clear the glass. The moon was almost full, and the sky was so crystal-clear…she didn’t want anything to spoil her view.

The last time she was here Tommy was all hands and slobbering lips. Pammy smiled at the initial memory, but Tommy was with another, now.

The thought ruined her mood for only a moment. The cloud that eclipsed the moon passed along, and any ill feelings went away with it.

Putting her bare feet up on the dashboard, Pammy sang all night long.

 

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Check out other bloggers in the A to Z Challenge.

26 posts during the month of April, every day but Sundays.

April 1st starts with the letter A

April 30th ends with the letter Z

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The Brother Spectrum

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Night, a dark room,  twin beds on opposite walls.

“William. William. William…when I die, will I still look out for you? William? I know I’ll be in heaven. How far is heaven, William? How far is heaven? William? William?  When I die, will I still look out for you?”

William lay awake on his back in his bed, a baseball cap clenched between his teeth. His open eyes stared into the darkness, his thoughts playing colors and sound, zig-zagging around.

Johnny beat his chest, bit his palm, said “William, when I die, will I still look out for you? William?”

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The above is a Drabble, a 100 word story. It was a prompt for the first day of the StoryADay challenge.

I have not been writing much at all, in fact it has been a chore at times, simply because of personal things I’ve been going through. I will attempt to do this: a story a day for the month of May. We’ll see how it all goes.

Any readers of mine know that I will write in any style that suits me. I hope to stretch a bit and get things moving again. Time will tell.