The 100 Word Song experiment has become a movement. It’s being referenced on other blogs, the facebook, and I’m convinced at least five weekly writers dream about it. The fourth week saw some really interesting entries. I stuck with my widower and his teenager Violet story. But a couple of others went very noir on the challenge. I’m very much into that style right now. So I let Carrie and her grim noirish 100 word song piece
, pick this week’s ditty. She chose Oh Land aka Nanna Fabricius, a Danish pop alternative pop singer. If Bjork and Gwyneth Paltrow had a baby and she was less annoying and more in touch with today’s electronic pop music she’d be Oh Land. We’re picking up the tempo, the positivity and getting really happy and bouncy this week. Leeroy the Robot is moving.
Here’s my 100.
Violet fidgeted after she buckled. He put the car in drive and changed the radio from his rock to her pop.
“So, dad, there’s this mani-pedi kit at the store for, maybe thirty dollars. I was thinking Josie could come over tomorrow night and we do our fingers and toes. Sounds beastly, right?”
He smiled at how she learned from her mother to change her tone when she wanted something.
“Do I get a hug and kiss out of this beastly offer, Vi?”
She rolled her eyes and tapped her toes along the dashboard with the rhythm of the song.
As always, the rules are simple. I give you a song. You give me 100 words inspired by it. We come back next Tuesday with a new tune.