Writing My Life

Now and Then


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… visual stories …

When I write one of my mini-stories, I don’t feel that it’s finished until I find a photo or art work to include with it. So I spend another hour or so searching Flickr or other resources to find something that fits – sometimes perfectly and sometimes “not so much.”

Tonight I thought I’d start with the art work and then write the story. I’ve played around with a variety of genres – from historical fiction to paranormal parody to science fiction – and now I’d like to dip into dystopia. With that in mind, I want to introduce you to the work of digital painter Marek Okon.

Here is what he says about where he gets his inspiration:

When its a book cover, inspiration comes from the story I’m reading. During reading I see all the scenes in my imagination and then I pick one that will fit the cover best, one that will draw attention of the people passing by this book. When its personal works I usually create my own little story around the picture, so every piece of equipment presented, every location and character has its part in the world presented. I rarely go and create something accidental.

I hope Marek doesn’t mind if I “create my own little story around” one of his pictures. I haven’t decided which of the two I’ve included here, but return tomorrow and see what I come up with.

I also invite YOU to try your hand at this as well. Choose a picture as inspiration for your own 50-worder, and share it with me. Please.

Til tomorrow, caio.


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… 15 stories in 15 days: Prom 1964 …

“I didn’t see you at the dance,” I said to Nan. “Did you get hung up at the restaurant?”

Tears beaded her long lashes as she rearranged left-over curls from last night’s fancy hairdo.

“We didn’t go to the restaurant or the dance . . . . . . . . . . we never made it out of the car.”


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… in 50 words or less: The Discussion …

Gramma, carry me piggy-back up the stairs!

I can’t. I’m OLD.

You’re not o-l-d!

Yes I am.

You don’t look old.

Why don’t you think I look old?

Because of your hair.

If I had gray hair, would you ask me for a piggy-back ride?

NO!

Good bye Ms. Clairol!


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… 50-word NON-fiction: BETTER Than Fiction

He attended clown college, and she won All-American honors in gymnastics.

He twisted skinny balloons into flowers and giraffes.

She traded the uneven bars for a wheelchair – after the accident.

They met then married. Never easy, they make it work.

Two people who help each other laugh – even after 20-plus years.


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… 50-word fiction: Las Vegas 2015…

Sixty-plus huddled in the boxcar; children, too tired and hungry to ask, “Are we there yet?”

Their parents prayed.

The train finally slowed to a crawl, and the families jumped off. All lumbered east towards abandoned houses silhouetted against the rising desert sun.

Shelter and ancient artesian wells fueled their hopes.

Las Vegas means "The Meadow"


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… 50-word sci-fiction: ALTERNATE UniversAL Studios’ Star …

His break came when he landed the dancing lead in Foot-Lost, a musical flick aimed at the younger crowd.

Never one to be type-cast, he later refused to recreate roles like the space cadet in Astro 13.

Now Vinek Coban enjoys playing bad alienoids like Bastian Wash in X-Oids: The First Ones. 

Vinek Coban, star of FOOT-LOST, ASTRO 13, and X-OIDS: THE FIRST ONES


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… 50-word freaky fiction: Possession

“Sid must have hit a dead zone,” I thought after the dropped call. Waiting a minute, I punched in “7” when a string of “z’s” suddenly zoomed across the screen. I pushed the “home” icon, but the z’s changed to “y’s” until a sentence stuttered its message.

“Y-y-y-o-u-r   c-c-c-c-a-l-l-e-r  i-s-s-s   d-d-d-d-e-a-d!”


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… 50-word fiction: Truth Among the Lies …

“I love you,” he whispered between kisses.

I didn’t buy the words or believe the kisses. So I laughed.

“You don’t believe me?”

“How often do you say that to girls you kiss?”

He stood and started for the door.” Does it matter as long as I’m telling the truth?”

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Note: This 50-worder is in response to NaBloPoMo’s August 8th prompt – “Do you always tell the truth?”


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… 50-word RoMaNTiC fiction: Impossible Dreams

She contemplated her sisters as they gazed at odd couples attending the party – Ron and Hermoine;  Bella and Edward; Piggy and Kermit.

“It was happenstance that they met,” said Coincidence.

“You know what transpired after that was destiny,” said Fate.

“And it’s phenomenal we’re even having this discussion,” said Miracle. 


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… 50-word historical fiction: 1912

The ocean-liner featured a first-class, saltwater swimming pool, heated via nearby boilers.

Knowing women may not be welcome to dive in, she purchased the latest swimming costume anyway.

But April 14th came all too soon. Sadly, only men, poor women and children took the saltwater plunge.

None wore swimming suits.