Last time with Helene Troy : http://lancemyblogcanbeatupyourblog.wordpress.com/2012/04/30/sex-on-fire/
Helene woke to the chill of the bathroom floor on her bare back and the tickle of little tongues on her damaged fingers. Her head ached from whatever happened over the past few hours. Throwing her cell phone and falling out of a cab were only flashes of recall. She pulled the grey and white kittens to her chest then placed them in front of their food bowl.
“Oh God, what did I do?”
Helene gagged from thoughts of what her thriftless drinking may have done. She pushed sore hands through matted hair and walked naked into the living room.
****blogger’s note****
This is a new story episode of The Ballad of Helene Troy. It’s back to where we left off as opposed to the reworked opening. You can find the rest of the story, so far, here: http://lancemyblogcanbeatupyourblog.wordpress.com/the-ballad-of-helene-troy/
My friend Velvet is back after a four month hiatus with her 100 word meme http://www.velvetverbosity.com/2012/05/06/100-words-treasure-hunting/ word is “thriftless”. I changed worthless to thriftless and rejoined my old stomping ground at vel’s place.
I’ve been wanting to use Dandy Warhols Hit Rock Bottom for a long time. When I wrote this weeks ago, I realized it would be perfect for first 100 words of this chapter.
Eeesh, Helene needs an AA meeting. Lol.
she’s about to get the equivalent…..hi, welcome back
you left me hanging!! I want to know what she did between Xander and waking up too!!
Xander went home last episode. I want to know what happened with Ramona, the record label, and how she got those damaged hands.
yes thats what I meant! LOL!
I love bathroom scenes, good one.
eden
everything seems to happen in a bathroom with me, and this story
I love that she wakes to the kittens, whatever else happens, they still love her.
I think they were just hungry….we need to talk Helene later
Heck – now I am caught up in another suspense filled angst ridden story… sigh..,right on. write faster,
Helene is like heroin. Glad you;re hooked.
This is an intense scene. Well written. Why is she naked and what happened to her hands? These are my burning questions.
great questions. also, sounds like she needs a new cell phone. thanks for reading. this whole story’s an enigma.
Oh, yes. I know well the chill of the bathroom floor.
For better or worse.
And thriftless is a great word.
well you commented Julie, The day is complete. Yeah, I was excited by this word. It’s better than worthless. I know that chill, too. many times.
Are you kidding me? Worst tease yet!!! I feel I’VE suffered a black out!!! More. Please. NOW!
tomorrow, tasha….there’s always tomorrow
Lance – you big teast – you never disappoint!
thanks barbara. so glad vel and her 100 are back.
Argh!!! I want to hear more!!!!!
soon, vic…thank u
You have created such a multi-dimentional character. Helene is as real as it gets. I expect a signed copy of your first book.
It would have been better if I had spelled ‘dimensional’ correctly.
ha! wow, I don’t know how to respond to that. Thank you and dont worry, you’ll be first in line.
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Shit. Who cares about how all that happened. IS SHE GOING TO LOSE HER GUITAR SKILLS???
just scrapes…of course not….i want to know how she screwed up things with Ramona and or the manager and or The Golden Apples.
These little snippets are such a tease! I can’t wait to hear what Helene got up to…
more coming, keep reading
ha! thank you jenna
so much went down last night didn’t it??? I really hope she punched Ramona
i doubt that. i’d tie in the throwing of the cell phone with the hurt hands.
i love that she throws her phone. i am totally a phone thrower and had to change my ways upon the advent of my entire world existing inside my smartphone.
i’ve had to reel in my phone abuse too. but we’re in our 40s, she;s 24.
So glad to see Helene back!
glad to see you back
Cheers! The Dandy Warhols. Love.
good…me too