Monday, May 16, 2011

Bedposts. Dismantled.

My last story for 52/250 A Year of Flash is up here. It's been quite an adventure with Michelle, John and Walter who created this wonderful community for us flashers and poets. Here's to their labor of love!

This week's theme is threesome and my story is a direct yet somewhat twisted take on the idea. For a while I didn't have a story at all, though I really wanted to be a part of the 52/250 finale. One morning as I set my mind on writing the story and found myself staring at this rash on my forearm, caused by an anti-mosquito wristband I wore. The rash had spread; there were tiny scraps of swollen skin and scratches, not noticeable to others but rather annoying for me. There, I had the drama. Writing this story made me feel like a fiction writer all over again.

Last week I went away and came back, having left a lot of things behind and made some new discoveries. My rash has healed and I've even found a remedy for the mosquito problem, which plagued me so badly in the past couple months. Right now my good friend Clyde is sitting on my four-poster bed--which will soon be dismantled--while I'm writing this entry. Then we'll get lunch, wait for the movers to come and head off to my new place. True to his word, Clyde came into HK last night to be here for my move. I'd be damned if I ever let this man down.

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