Stories and thoughts about being a queer girl geek in the 21st Century.
Missed It
“Whatcha doing?”
“Listening to Fantasia on a Theme by Thomas Tallis. It’s building up to the crescendo.”
“Crescendo?”
“Highest point reached in a progressive increase of intensity.”
“Okay. So when’s the crescendo coming?”
“We’ve just talked through it.”
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 37 + prompt
This was written with the prompt crescendo provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #212.
©️2021 Joanne Fisher
So What Are You?
“So you just date other women then?” Penelope asked.
“Yes.” Sandy replied.
“You hate men or something?” Sandy looked surprised.
“I don’t hate men. I just don’t date them.” Sandy explained.
“So what’s your preferred nomenclature? Queer? Gay girl? Dyke? Lesbian?”
“Preferred nomenclature? Are you for real?”
“I believe so.” Penelope replied.
“You could call me Sandy.”
“But it doesn’t tell me anything about you.” Penelope stated.
“It’s my name and that’s a start.” Sandy replied.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 76
This was written with the prompt nomenclature provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #211.
©️2021 Joanne Fisher
Astounding eerie howling on the forest trail the scared traveler felt rather frail a wolf it surely sounded like astounding to see it riding a bike Joanne Fisher
Word count: 24 + prompt
This was written with the prompt eerie provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #210.
©️2021 Joanne Fisher
Wontons?
She walked into the room carrying a brown paper bag. She looked at me.
“I got the wantons you said you wanted.” she told me.
“You misheard me. I said I am full of wanton desires for you.” I replied.
“Oh. So you don’t want the wontons then?”
“No actually I’m quite hungry. They’ll do nicely.”
“Cool.” she replied looking puzzled.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 60 + prompt
This was written with the prompt wanton provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #209.
©️2021 Joanne Fisher
Restless I hide away, my insides churning in a restless world forever turning always seemingly on the brink of burning Joanne Fisher
Word count: 19
This was written with the prompt restless provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #206
©️2021 Joanne Fisher
Uncanny
“It’s uncanny.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean there is no way you could put this in a can.”
“That’s not what uncanny means.”
“Oh. Are you sure?”
“Uncanny is something mysterious or strange.”
“I think my definition is better.”
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 39 + prompt
This was written with the prompt uncanny provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #205.
©️2021 Joanne Fisher
Absurd
“It’s absurd you think I should ask Megan out.” Chloe said.
“Absurd? You’re in love with her.” Kathleen pointed out.
“But Megan is way out of my league.”
“You never know unless you ask. What if she says yes?”
“I can’t imagine her saying yes to a loser like me.” Chloe replied.
“With that attitude you’ll definitely never be with her.”
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 61
This was written with the prompt absurd provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #203.
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©️2021 Joanne Fisher
Yonder
“Over yonder hill is the way to Faerie.” my guide said pointing the way. “And over yonder river is your way home.”
“You really like the word yonder don’t you?” I laughed. They seemed displeased.
“And yonder road is where you can go to Hell.”
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 44 + prompt
This was written with the prompt yonder provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #202.
©️2021 Joanne Fisher
Beyond the Limits
“Fascinating!” He said examining the black hole’s structure.
“Was it worth it?” I asked.
“Orbiting this black hole so we could study it? Why yes!”
“We’re not so much orbiting it, but slowly falling into it’s event horizon.”
“We can still escape.” He claimed. I knew we didn’t stand a chance.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 50 + prompt
This was written with the prompt orbit provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #201.
©️2021 Joanne Fisher
You Are Here
I squeezed through the cave making for the sunlight. Once out, I beheld a wondrous vista of mountains, but to my horror I realised I wasn’t on Earth anymore.
Joanne Fisher
Word count: 29
This was written with the prompt vista provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #200.
I’ve been in an odd funk the last few days. The 15th was the two year anniversary of the Christchurch Mosque Shootings. Fifty one people were killed, many of them not far from where I lived at the time. I still vividly remember all the police cars speeding down the road I lived on and the sense of horror and incredulity following it. I’ve been mulling on this lately. Two years later it still feels unreal and still doesn’t make any sense to me how something of this scale could have happened in my city.
©️2021 Joanne Fisher
