Tap tap tap.
Ooh. A day early. Well, that’s a nice surprise.
Now, where’s my list? There, ok. So, let’s see. Ok, so there’s that trip to pay for and those tickets to book and my bike needs new brakes and then there’s the repairs and I’ve got to get a birthday present for –
Wait…where did it all go?
Hey baby, it’s me. That’s right, I’ve come round again.
Did you miss me? You know I missed you, I really did. Now why don’t you go ahead and do what you do best?
That’s right, baby, spend me. You know I like it. Ooh yes, just like that. Go on, baby, spend me, baby, spend me, spend me!
According to Wikipedia, a drabble is:
a short work of fiction of around one hundred words in length.
The idea behind the drabble is:
brevity, testing the author’s ability to express interesting and meaningful ideas in a confined space.
So here is my first drabble. It’s called By your side.
“Don’t worry,” she says. “I’ll never leave you.”
And she means it.
She will always be there, supportive, a giving look in her eyes as she sacrifices herself, for his sake, over and over. All for him. Because she believes in him, even if he doesn’t believe in himself.
“I’ll always be at your side,” she says quietly, moving closer. She puts her hand on his. He doesn’t move away.
He doesn’t want her to be there. He wants her to go. He says nothing.
A short piece I wrote a while ago. It was an exercise in the second person, which is an odd tense to write in but I really warmed to it.
The final part of this short story / extract from a book not yet written…
Another short piece, this time on the theme of work (loosely).
Enthusiastic ramblings about Enid Blyton and her work!
Words of Wonder, Worry and Whimsy
Home of Lukas Kondraciuk Photography
Never, oh! never, nothing will die... (Alfred Tennyson)
Shortness of Breadth