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Friday Fictioneers: Dinner Affair (2015.01.16)

Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for the prompt, and Jan Wayne Fields for the photo.

I’d like to thank my mother with this one, for suggesting the names used, and for pointing out the setting of the table, that only four people are expected to sit, not eight… Also, for the relationship aspect, but not how the story went, here; I was thinking something stronger than how it turned out.

“Dinner Affair”
Genre: Dramatic Fiction
100 words
(103 if you count the hyphenated words separately)

Copyright — Jan Wayne Fields

Five years, Robert thought.

He stood, looking out the window, as he would each mid-day, before his mind fell upon the passing Summer, and less the accident.

But the past was behind him—distant, tattered memories.  He had faring guests, old friends and a girlfriend who long-awaited engagement.

Jack and Melissa couldn’t help wonder about the empty seat.  Robert tried not to think the worst.

Amelia arrived fifty-six minutes late.  Traffic was her excuse, and he believed her.

The day was fair, so he got on his knee, and proposed.  But she turned away.  His friends knew about the affair.


All participation is welcome.  The goal is to write a three-part story in 100 words or less.  You’re also encouraged to “think outside of the box.”

Click here to view the inLinkz for what others have written for the prompt, or add one.

Visit Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple for her own take(s) and her Friday Fictioneers page for more details.  You can follow her blog for the prompt each Wednesday.

Do It Now!

You can’t sit around for life to happen for you, and you certainly can’t watch TV forever.  You’d be a couch potato baking in your own heat.  But apart from the obvious laziness sense of sitting around, there is the blasted waiting game in other aspects of life.

Why wait for things to happen when you can do them yourself?  There is always something to learn, and well, the brain atrophies.  So learning is actually non-optional, if you think about it.  You will get dumber sitting, watching conventional TV (as opposed to educational TV, actually useful ‘reality TV’ like MythBusters).

So what if something you were expecting doesn’t happen?

You will get dumber sticking to only what you’re used to doing, and you risk losing relationships in life doing only one thing at a time.  There has to be a comfort in moving forward but less of a comfort with what’s already there.  (Still, be grateful for the love.)

What other purpose of college is there than to add skills that would help satisfy your future?  And does it really ever stop—learning?  Isn’t your ‘grown-up’ workplace environ just another form of college?  Every new thing is a new step up, everything you learned has either helped you on your way of either what you like to do, has helped you get paid more or at least got you to realize what you don’t like.

You really can’t sit around waiting.  Nature will find its way to kick your ass.  You can either atrophy somewhere or find the place a dump, or find the electricity shut off because you didn’t pay the electric bill.  Lights out somewhere.

When you’re up and not sleeping, there is always something to do, some awareness that is calling its attention, calling you to be a productive human instead of a high-functioning primate.  Many species in the ape family sit around watching their environment; it’s not just 98% similarity in DNA to us humans, but similarities in habits too!

It’s not necessarily wrong to sit around and do nothing.  It’s just stupid.  There’s pushing yourself too far, and OCD and everything, but there is also making yourself useless.  Both ends are in a way useless to the outsider.  Finding yourself doing nothing in a day is not a balance.  Sickness warrants rest and doctor visits, but apathy is crap-athy.  Like an account balance, taking yourself out of the picture is like going into a deficit.  A spiritual financial deficit or something.  I don’t know.

You work to make sure you can afford your ambitions, and you get what you deserve in the end.  Don’t expect your future, make it. Make it proud, and excellent, and awesome.  Follow your heart and take on that project you were thinking about.  Tell your doubts to take a hike.  And take a physical hike yourself, while you’re at it; exercise can be awesome.

Just food for thought.  Not popcorn food.

Potential Energy

The law of Energy Conservation says there’s always a constant amount of energy in the universe.  It never grows, and it never declines.  Visibly active energy is kinetic, but potential energy isn’t seen.

Sleeping better hours, I have better windows of opportunity.
I had more energy Friday (after six hours sleep), but there were zero entries in my ‘Following’ e-mail queue.  Okay…  Sure, I found some great stuff after FF 2013-01-25, but only because of… another zero.

Sure, I found Kelly got Freshly Pressed.  But how do I give a shout-out/congrats?  Or should I?  Was it the first FP?  And ‘Innards’… just rolls off the tongue, right?

More zeroes.  Available all day, wondering about the silence on my end, hours on end.  And I wait, or do other things.  Nothing.  It’s harder watching your zeroes in real time.  So…no response at a much faster pace.  Anywhere.  Social cues that say: Go away.  At least for the moment…  Or now.  Or always.

bad blog!
Bad Blog!
… illustration Copyright ©2013 adamjasonp

On a lighter/darker note, more ability to read led me to find… I’ve missed out on a lot.  I had not seen one Guapola poll until Friday.  I did not see the Story of Cord experiencing mysterious black outs.  I’d missed Eric’s magnificent™ 42nd birthday—and on the same day I started this, on the 27th.  I know he doesn’t like emoticons, but… 😦

I’d also not seen Frankenweenie until Thursday.  So…no, I could not relate with Sonya’s comment at the time.  (Frankenweenie: looks a little like Paranorman, but in black & white, with less plot and a family literally named the Frankensteins.  Spoiler alert: a kid ressurects his dog.)  Sone said the original version’s better.  And I wouldn’t have even known that she exists if it wasn’t for… Movie of the Weak.  (Weak.)

Occasionally, it crosses my mind the possibility that the lack of wholeness in the text could result in a tragic outcome— er, unintended consequences.  I understand the people I’ve talked too just enough that some of the things that I think could happen won’t, but…

How much is enough information?  I see posts that span more than a thousand words.  Write something that you would read.  And I might say repeat…Honesty doesn’t pay much when the person being honest is ugly.

Sigh.  I’ve lost it again.
It’s the same sad story, one month later.  One Month Later.
It’s more of a repeat than a beginning!

The Yoda/Yoga teacher/master would say, “Have patience.”
But then, I might say… Patience loses meaning when you live in a virtual prison.
And I want to add time served.
Just go to sleeeeeeep……

Four hours rest, I am forced to think about my future.  What’s left of it.
Time to get serious on life.  Time to grow up.  Again.  Try again.
…With a zero in the support department and a world I’ve yet to explore at all (see: Phobic), I might as well go back to finishing Super Mario World for the first time since the SNES broke long ago… Will this seemingly endless chain ever be broken?!

To Be Continued…

[Update: the perfectionist I am, I improved my hand in the image: extended the end of the index finger; corrected some shading.]