Stories and thoughts about being a queer girl geek in the 21st Century.
Victory Uncertain
The legion marched through the ice towards the Black Fortress where the Winter Queen sat on her obsidian throne. The commander knew it was unlikely they would prevail, but they had to try…
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 32 + prompt
If only this prompt had been longer, I could have had a lot of fun with it…
This was written with the prompt legion provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #231.
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Annabel
The hairbrush had belonged to Annabel. Every time Kay saw it, she was reminded of Annabel, and how every morning Annabel would stand in front of the mirror and brush her long brown hair.
One evening Kay received a call that Annabel had been involved in a car accident. Annabel’s things were left lying around the house as she grieved. Then one day she packed it all up, though she left the brush as a reminder of watching Annabel every morning getting ready to face the world.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 87
This was written with the prompt brush provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #230.
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Checking In
“I’d like a room please.”
“Your luggage is ginormous.”
“It’s my portmanteau. Can someone carry it for me?”
“Sorry this a motel, not a hotel.”
“But it’s really heavy!”
“Chillax! I’ll help.”
“Thanks!”
“It’s fantabulous by the way.”
“Is there any food here?”
“You can have my soysages.”
“No thanks.”
“You can get some brunch across the road.”
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 58
This was written with the prompt portmanteau provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #228.
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The Yard Sale
“This is the best yard sale I’ve ever seen! How come everything is so cheap?” the woman asked.
“I’m going overseas, so I need to get rid of everything quickly.” the man answered.
“Well, I’ll take that clock and those shelves for twenty dollars. That okay?”
“Thanks!” the man smiled at her. Suddenly a car pulled up and a man and a woman ran out of it.
“Who are they?”
“Probably the owners!” the man replied while grabbing all the money and running off.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 83 + prompt
This was written with the prompt yard provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #226.
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Newspapers
“What’s that you’re reading?”
“A newspaper.”
“What, you printed one out?”
“No I bought it from down the street from the newsagents.”
“You bought it?”
“Yes, newspapers were in print a long time before they ever appeared online, and still are in print.”
“Wow. So how does it update?”
“It doesn’t. There’s a new edition printed every morning, though some print an updated edition later in the day.”
“Fascinating.”
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 68 + prompt
This was written with the prompt newspaper provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #225.
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Pre-loved It's not like I haven't loved before, or been loved these days however I think I should be regarded as pre-loved by anyone who comes across me, as we all are... though I now forget what it's like to have someone there to fall into their arms and feel them hold onto me I've tried to make my heart harder than diamond, to no longer be vulnerable, but still I love Joanne Fisher
Word count: 71
This was written with the prompt pre-loved provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #223.
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Thwart
“I warn you now: do not thwart me on this!” I told her as I shook my finger at her. She looked at me and then burst out laughing.
“Do not thwart you? What century you living in chick?” She replied still laughing. I stood there frozen feeling a mixture of both anger and humiliation. She walked out the door laughing.
She never took me seriously.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 65 + prompt
This was written with the prompt thwart provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #221.
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Nearly There
Lost in the desert, but she had seen water ahead. She just had to keep going while imagining the oasis with date palms and cool water quenching her dry dusty thirst.
Unfortunately for her the water she’d seen was a mirage.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 40 + prompt
This was written with the prompt oasis provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #220.
Mirages are common in deserts. Mirages occur when light passes through two layers of air with different temperatures. In the desert the sun heats the sand, which then heats the air above it. The heated air bends the light and reflects the sky which causes people to think they see water ahead.
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The Stars
Ashley had another vivid dream of Hazel and woke up sobbing in the darkness alone. Hazel had left her some weeks ago, and still Ashley couldn’t get Hazel out of her system. She went outside and lit a cigarette. Breathing out the smoke, she looked at the stars shining brightly above her. A shooting star lit up the sky. Ashley wished she would get past this, though she knew it was just getting through one day at a time. She spent the rest of the night watching the stars.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 89
This was written with the prompt vivid provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #219.
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Paperwork
“You will need to fill out the requisite forms.” He said as he placed a large stack of papers in front of me.
“Of course.” I replied.
“You must really love this place.”
“Yes I never want to leave.” I agreed.
“Well once you fill everything out, you won’t ever have to. We’ll just check on how you’re doing from time to time.”
“Great!”
I loved this house so much I wanted to stay, even after I had died. I was now going to haunt it forever. I just never figured the afterlife would have so much paperwork…
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 98
This was written with the prompt requisite provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #217.
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