After chatting with @DreamOfFire today, she joked I could 'write a cool concept out of "paper bag" and "toothpick" like some sort of writer McGyver'.
I don't know about cool, but here is that story for your reading pleasure!
Before you all go running to J to ask him what happened between us, please know this is a FICTIONAL PIECE asked for by another writer friend of mine. She was having trouble getting the emotional part of broken relationship right and asked me to write a 'slightly poetic last chance before the breakup letter' based on what I knew of her main character. Below is what I gave her.
I have new stuff for you, just not today. I was working furiously this weekend on the Secret Short Story Society Feb and March issues and just ran out of time. Instead, I present an oldie back when I was in an impromptu writing group and was given random prompts.
I don't write poetry very often any longer though I have an enormous backlog of it. For me, poetry isn't something I can smash out like a short story. It has to have a 'feeling' before I can make the words come out. Probably a weird idea, but *shrugs*.
I wrote this poem for a friend whom I love dearly. She, like many of us, doesn't always see that she is is greater than the sum of her parts. We too often focus on the flaws we see and not how amazing we are to others. She is unique and beautiful, just like a solar system of diverse planets.
For punctuation lovers, I apologize now. I rarely put punctuation in my poetry, especially not on the first draft and sometimes never.
As you may have heard, I'm working on a larger piece with Fairies and Finds creator Tanager Haemmerle for Drawlloween! If you're on Facebook, I update each of her art pieces with a little story information.
Today's story is a sort of prequel to our bigger piece. You will learn a bit of information about the little heroine and her family! It's also a palate cleaner after my last two stories. It's short but I hope you enjoy it.
My lofty dreams of being a famous & brilliant writer were literally smacked out of my head. Now I plan to fill the void with copious amounts of subpar writing!