Friday Fictioneers for September 2nd, 2022

To slip nicely from the end of sweet summer sweat and August’s heat into September’s pre-Labor Day weekend; her magnificence, Rochelle of the purple addiction, and Wednesday Wonder Woman, has cast a David Stewart late night photo for all to see and to be mused into a fictional tryst for Friday.

If you wish to try a fib, a lie, or you have a story to aspire, click on David’s photo, and you shall flash over to the blog of our magical mistress to learn all her secrets.

PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart

My tale grew from an effect echoed by a favorite musical afterglow. Fans of the band or the song may glean the tune from the nature of some lines I borrowed.

Genre: Musical Fan Fiction
Title: Programed to Read
Word Count: 100

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Shimmering lights lit the shed.

Don pointed. “There’s the doorway. Step inside. Say, ‘1969.’ Another door opens to a colitas casino.”

I said, “Gambling’s legal. Why the drama?”

“Libraries are underground since books and music became illegal. Dancing to remember is forbidden.”

I did as he said. I heard happy voices. Such a lovely place with music and books. I asked the librarian, “Could I check anything out?”

She lit a candle and replied, “Such a lovely face. Relax. We are all prisoners here programmed to read. You may check out any time you like, but you can never leave.”

***

Look both ways.
Saying it will not happen again doesn’t mean it won’t.
Mind the gaps for fears in the middle of the night, just to hear them say,
“Bring your alibis.”

Click on the Eagles “Hotel California” poster to zip to links for more great flash/micro fiction stories.

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This is not the Eagles, but cred to their song by buskers Sherlock and Rodrigues. My deep apologies if this YouTube fails you, I don’t know how to tell if it’s banned in Boston, London, or Montreal.

 

43 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers for September 2nd, 2022”

  6. Always loved that song and it’s eerie words. I also appreciate your witty intro! You’re creativity and word weaving skills are unmistakable! Thanks for sharing.

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      1. You were commenting on the blog of the world’s absolute worst speller (especially for a writer). I did not notice anything. But I’m still wowed by the comment. 🙂

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  11. It could happen. What’s that saying, “They will take my books when they pry my cold dead fingers from around them.”? It boggles the mind that gun purchase and violence continues unabated but books are under attack. We live in crazy times.

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  15. Dear Bill,

    I heard the mission bell in your intro. I heard the voices calling from far away. I don’t know about Tiffany but I’ve been told my mind twisted. I hope we can keep dancing whether to forget or remember. At any rate, the way things are going we can stab the beast with our steely knives, but…
    Well played musical fan fiction.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Thank you, Rochelle,

      So much more fun with a friend.
      And I thought thought to myself, ‘This could be Heaven or this could be Hell.’ Then you lit up a candle and showed me the way.

      Peace,

      Bill

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