One of the perks of having a spouse who write is filling in when the novel barks its orders and time becomes a vicious animal. Thanks to the Bobina for the Dan Fogelberg and to those of you who wrote.
This time, I’m picking, I’ve been wanting to use The Afghan Whigs for months. They were one of my favorite bands in college. If the world was perfect then the Whigs’ 1993 album, Gentlemen, would have made them U2 like stars and one of you would’ve requested them for 100 word song over the past 11 months.
We’re coming up on the one year anniversary of anniversary of Leeroy’s magical meme, 100 word song. January 24th is the date to mark on your calendar. I would like for all of you to request a special song for the celebration. We can vote on what to use.
For now, let’s concentrate on the pride of Cincinnati and the excellent vocal talents of Greg Dulli. This tune is perfect for where we are in the Soul To Body story. It’s about someone making a mistake in a relationship and being self-aware and guilty. The song’s called Debonair.
Here’s my 100.
Last time on Soul To Body: http://lancemyblogcanbeatupyourblog.wordpress.com/2013/01/08/heroes-2/
Jake felt small. Mallory stood in the chair, adjusted her blouse and hair, and looked down on him. She seemed Amazonian.
“I don’t want to go, Jake. But I don’t want you to keep pushing me away. I know this is hard to hear but she’s gone.”
He swallowed his anger then addressed her in a sophisticated tone.
“Let’s keep this between us. “
Mallory stepped down from the chair, smiling as she walked toward him. She licked her lips and gave a coquettish grin that was interrupted by a voice from the front door.
“Hey, Jake, it’s Augusta, I’m early!”