Glad you could join us for the next maddening episode of Elliot’s Adventures. If you’re new here, you can catch up by returning to the beginning, and reading really fast…
How do you know you’ve found your One True Love? Is it the sudden racing of your heart? The catch in your breath? The lightheadedness that is so like being drunk? Some say you can’t know until your hands touch for the first time. But what if you haven’t any hands?
Even from this distance, Elliot knew. She was The One.
“There,” he directed Lorenzo, pointing both eyes at the mushroom that innocently offered her to the world. She glowed, a bit of perfection bathed in heaven’s own light.
“Shiny, dude!” The obliging boatman steered his craft across the current toward the far shore. “This is gonna be tricky, man,” he warned as they slowed to a puddle’s pace.
James leaned out over the prow, peering at a dark spot hovering below the surface mere inches from their goal.
“What’s that, bro?” he asked as a spurt of water erupted barely missing the mushroom.
“Looks like Archy,” Juliet answered. “It must be dinner time.”
Lorenzo scratched his head. “That’s weird — he doesn’t usually miss.”
“NO!” Elliot shrieked. “We have to stop him!”
“Chill, man. Circle of Life and stuff,” Lorenzo advised as he and his gondola moved with all the purpose of a drifting leaf.
Elliot took a deep breath, letting it go almost as slowly as their forward progress. At least they were getting closer.
But as he watched, his heart’s desire crept to the edge of her throne to take a closer look as another rapid shot broke the surface.
Elliot’s heart exploded. “NOOOOOOO!!!”
To be continued…
#AtoZChallenge A-to-Z Fictioneers: Interested in original fiction? Here’s a list of writers who are writing stories for the 2017 A to Z Challenge. The author’s link will take you to their “A” post. If you know of any other story writers I can share, please drop the link in the comments!
- Aditi’s Indian myths from a female POV at Aditi’s Pen
- Arpan’s horror stories at Tales of Unusual Strangeness
- Atherton’s Victorian murder mystery, “Stranded!”, at Atherton’s Magic Vapour
- Debs’s song-inspired fiction at Bunny and the Bloke
- Diane’s 100-word tales at LadiesWhoLunchReviews,etc
- Dipanwita’s 100-word stories at Cocktails Mocktails and Life
- Iain’s alphabet puzzle-inspired murder mystery serial at Iain Kelly Writing
- Jo’s upbeat emotion stories at Jo Hawk the Writer
- Joe’s excerpts from his upcoming post-Civil War historical fiction, “Steel Horse Saviors”, at Fiction Playground
- John’s flash fiction crime stories with a twist at John Davis Frain
- Keith’s everyday life in fictional Amble Bay at Keith’s Ramblings
- Lenni’s speculative fiction, “What Are They” at J Lenni Dorner
- Marquessa’s short stories spun from her larger work, “Living to Die” at Simply Marquessa
- Natalie’s “Secret Diary of a Serial Killer” at Natalie Westgate
- Raven’s 100-word flash fiction at everywhere and nowhere
- Shailaja’s 100-word oxymoronic stories at The Moving Quill
- Shweta’s Tiny Tales at My Random Ramblings
- Sorchia’s Gothic fantasy, “A Cold Spring” at Sorchia’s Universe
- S.T. Ranscht’s fantasy/adventure serial, “Elliot’s Adventures”at Space, Time, and Raspberries
Vanessa’s build-a-30-word-story at Vanessence
Today’s twofer from April 17, 2016:
Since I brought up what I do for a living in my L post, I thought I’d show you some of my favorite stuff. Enjoy. (I’d say, “Be amazed,” but that’d just be wrong.)
Given a choice of fabrics, this is what 3 year old Charlie chose.
3 year old Charlie wanted to be an anemone for Halloween. He won 1st place in the Birch Aquarium Costume Contest that year.
“Where did you find the pattern?!” Other seamstresses.
Same place I found this one when 4 year old Charlie wanted to be a Harrier jet. In my head.
I’ve also made some that were pretty. An honest and true make-it-pink-make-it-blue Sleeping Beauty dress and a Miss California USA gown.
A Briar Rose singing-in-the-woods ballet dress for the San Diego Rising Star Competition.
Below are some niche creations.
In the photo above, I didn’t make the two Cabaret costumes in the middle, but it’s always fun to dress guys in drag, and the League of Her Own uniform was personally praised by Julia Roberts. (Honest. Jenn, the woman wearing it, has connections.)
The photo below shows a 7-foot long dragon head puppet I made for a production of “The Hobbit”. Two boys were inside to turn the eyes on and off, move it right and left, and operate the fire extinguisher smoky breath effect. A third boy, our Stick Man, stood behind the teaser and made the head move up and down using a black line hooked to the nose and run over the curtain. Fun times.
I look at this stuff and think:
“It is any wonder I’m ready to move on?” Me. At the end of another very looooong day.
What do you think?