Marian came through last week with an excellent 100 word song. Tim Eriksen’s Leave Your Light On brought out some creativity, both light and dark, and the entries were brilliant. For the second week in a row, Kat aka @SassyIrishLasie delivered a breathtaking 100. This week, I was able to track down the vacationing Kat. Her poem, Love Disjointed, intepreted the song so well, I almost thought she knew Tim Eriksen, personally. http://sassyirishlassie.com/2012/07/love-disjointed/ Kat has great musical taste. I wanted to pick things up this week. She asked for Picture Perfect Hope from California punk band, I Hate Kate, now called Darling Thieves. I actually saw these guys in 2007 when I was in Los Angeles for work. They do one thing very well – wistful lyrics inside a punk song. Picture Perfect Hope fits this Helene in style, lyrics, and feel from the reworked opening chapters. Here’s my 100.
Last time with Helene Troy: http://lancemyblogcanbeatupyourblog.wordpress.com/2012/06/22/another-girl-another-planet/
Bumps of two bodies against the walls outside her bedroom woke Helene. She grabbed the pocket knife by her bed, exposed the blade, then stepped with caution to her door. She opened it a couple of inches and saw Darcy, half-naked, kissing her boyfriend, Raleigh. Darcy’s dark eyes caught Helene’s peek.
“Leney! Record label people’ll be at Odyssey, Thursday!”
Raleigh pulled at Darcy’s underwear, she dismissed him with waving hands.
“In a minute, go to the bedroom and get our stuff cooking.”
Helene knew what “stuff” meant. She shut the door and stood against it so Darcy couldn’t come in.
You can find everything you need to know about 100 word song here: http://lancemyblogcanbeatupyourblog.wordpress.com/100-word-song/ Remember to only write 100 words, inspired by the song, in any form you wish. I’ll see you back here, next Tuesday around 7pm Atlanta, Georgia time. Have fun with this one. Kat and I dig it the most.
Whew! I love how the fact that it’s her roommate and boyfriend actually intensifies, rather than decreases, Helene’s fear. There’s a “pcoket” at the beginning.
I think I remember this scene from before. You can definitely get a sense of Helene’s disgust at her current lot in life and a desire to break free from her room mate.
yeah, it’s reworked, but thank you.
This is is classic NYC, isn’t it? You hear a sound and have to pull out a weapon to investigate – great visual.
eden
yep, although i’ve known musicians in Atlanta that carry weapons. equipment cost serious dollars.
Love what you did with it. It immediately took me back to the days of roommates and bumps in the night.
cool, i hoped you’d dig it, thanks for the great song
Aw, couples that cook together stay together, What’s that? But he said “stuff cooking…” OH! Oh jeeze. Oh my. Never mind.
macaroni and cheese
The way this scene plays out (maybe ignoring the pocket knife, or substituting teddy), it kind of portrays Helene almost as a child – peeking out her door to see what monsters lurk and finding them in the shape of her roommates. It’s amazing what you can do in so few words! well done
thanks lex, hope you play 100 word song this week
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Gotta love roommates. Considering all Helene has gone through in her life, I could see her suffering from PTSD.
hahaha…i know. ui should have written that
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awesome
I’m enjoying the dynamic between Helene and darcy, and getting a look into the life before New York.