100 Word Song – Lips Like Sugar

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Greetings from King Of Prussia, Pennsylvania. I’m here for work. Don’t worry, thank to my 9-year-old’s jokes, I have plenty of pencils. This is why 100 word is 8 or so hours late. I let Leeroy pick this week and he loves 1980s new wave/alternative acts. He picked Lips Like Sugar by Echo and the Bunnymen, perfect for Easter week. I prefer Reese’s Peanut Butter Eggs and chocolate, in case you were offering or wondering.

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For my 100 we go back to the Beacon Hotel in 1989 Florida with our felonious 3, Silas, Olive and Zola, my short story noir, Light of Day. It’s also linked to velvet verbosity’s “recognize” one-word prompt http://www.velvetverbosity.com/blog/2014/4/14/100-words-374-10-delicious-poetry-readings

Last time: http://lancemyblogcanbeatupyourblog.wordpress.com/2014/04/10/achin-to-be/

The sugar-high conversation darted about the room. Olive giggled between cookie bites  and beer sips while Zola plotted.

“Liv, you’ve got to be at work by 11 in the morning. I’ve got a client at noon.”

Olive crawled to Silas and straddled his lap.

“Okay, Zo. We’ll crash here, hit Bart’s for clothes, then head to Tampa while you pack your stuff. No one will ever recognize we even knew Bart.”

Olive’s sweet kisses annoyed Silas as he mouthed “we need to leave, now”. She glided off his lap and joined Zola next to the bed where they planned their getaway.

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As always, you have 7 days from today to write 100 words inspired by Echo and the Bunnymen’s Lips Like Sugar. Use the medias that are social to advertise your brilliance and tell a friend or 50. Happy Passover and Happy Easter.

Achin To Be

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Last time: http://lancemyblogcanbeatupyourblog.wordpress.com/2014/04/08/100-word-song-im-shaking/

Zola dropped her shirt on the floor next to a six-pack of beer. She sat cross-legged in her bra and blue jeans in front of Silas, offering him a can while he rocked against the door.

“You okay, sweetie?”

Olive sat next to Silas, swigging her own.

“It’s a thing, Zo. He gets like this.”

Silas snarled his upper lip, spitting his response to Zola while popping open his beer.

“I just shot someone but I’m fine. Why’d Bart burn your back?”

Zola smiled, looked at Olive, then answered.

“Not everyone’s aching to be a good guy like you, Silas”.

****blogger’s note****

This is a new story episode from my serialized noir short story, Light of Day, about Silas & Olive, two 19-year-old lovers on the road in 1989 Florida. It’s off the one-word prompt from my friend Velvet’s Velvet Verbosity “Burn” http://www.velvetverbosity.com/blog/2014/4/7/100-words-373-national-poetry-month

Today;s song comes from my love of 1980s The Replacements catalog. Here’s Achin to Be.

I wrote two books. They got good reviews. The third one, a sequel to the first, Woman Of Troy, is on the way, very soon.

The Ballad of Helene Troy, an underdog story about a female musician in New York City, and Soul To Body, about an ex-1990s guitar player trying to raise his teenage daughter after the death of his wife, her mother, are available, digitally, on Amazon.com for your kindles, and in paperback from Lulu.com

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100 Word Song – Woke Up This Morning

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Today’s 100 word song comes from my writing partner and good friend, Tar Rah aka @Tara_R from http://www.thinspiralnotebook.com . She and I are used to noir and shady characters as we co-wrote the stories about our female killers Millicent and Pauley. I’ve known Tara for nearly 4 years as she was one of the first writers I met after starting my blog. My 100 today is not only a new story episode of Silas and Olive called Light of Day about 2 19-year-old lovers on the run in 1989 Florida but also linked to Velvet Verbosity http://www.velvetverbosity.com ‘s one word prompt “mill”. Tar Rah picked Alabama 3’s Woke Up This Morning. You may recognize it as the theme song from The Sopranos. I went for atmosphere in terms of interpretation. The feel of this matches my 100. Go see Tara and Velvet. They’re amazing writers and better people.

Last time: http://lancemyblogcanbeatupyourblog.wordpress.com/2014/03/22/happiness-is-a-warm-gun/

Silence followed the bang. Silas’ hands shook, dropping the gun next to his legs on the sidewalk. Bart’s body sprawled several feet away, face down, blood oozing from his neck.. 

Silas’ throat constricted. Between quick, cutting breathes, pulled off his t-shirt, using it to wipe down the gun.

Assuming the two men who’d walked inside earlier heard the gunshot, he got up and placed the weapon in Bart’s right hand then ran toward a metal trash can as nausea waved over him.

Using his fingertips to mill for the container’s opening, he found it, lifted his head and vomited inside.

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As akways you have 7 days from NOW to write 100 words inspired by Alabama 3’s Woke Up This Morning. Use the medias that are social to advertise your brilliance and the green Mr. Linky button below to link up and let me know.

 

 I wrote two books. They got good reviews. The third one, a sequel to the first, Woman Of Troy, is on the way, next month.

The Ballad of Helene Troy, an underdog story about a female musician in New York City, and Soul To Body, about an ex-1990s guitar player trying to raise his teenage daughter after the death of his wife, her mother, are available, digitally, on Amazon.com for your kindles, and in paperback from Lulu.com

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Let’s Stick Together

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Nothing proves how into to my marriage I am than watching HGTV shows with my wife.

Last night she introduced me to Property Brothers, two metrosexual twins; a real estate agent and a contractor, who find couples houses to buy or fix-up.

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I watched a bickering couple with little in common re-do a $600,000 house. Five minutes in, I said “Honey, why are they doing this? They hate each other. They’ll split it in five years.”

Her laughter-filled retort of “yep, doubt they watch shows like this, together” let me know my key would work in our doors for a while.

*****blogger’s note****

This is 100 words for my buddy Vel www.velvetverbosity.com ‘s one -word prompt of “marriage”. What do you do with your significant other than shows commitment. Because if I didn’t dig my wife so much, HGTV would never be on a television I own.

I haven’t listened to Bryan Ferry or Roxy Music is a very long time. Let’s remedy that. Here’s Let’s Stick Together. Try and not dance, I double dog dare you.

I wrote two books. They got good reviews. The third one, a sequel to the first, Woman Of Troy, is on the way, next month.

The Ballad of Helene Troy, an underdog story about a female musician in New York City, and Soul To Body, about an ex-1990s guitar player trying to raise his teenage daughter after the death of his wife, her mother, are available, digitally, on Amazon.com for your kindles, and in paperback from Lulu.com

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Downtown Train

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I sat on the #2 headed to the Empire State Building using my flu-stricken co-worker’s head-holding lean to conceal my notebook and re-wrote several paragraphs of my novel. My stomach growled from skipping lunch but my pencil never stopped even when the subway did.

Nothing convinced me more that I should’ve been a New Yorker than scribing on a downtown train. The squeal of the rails, the smell of over-applied perfumes and after-shaves, and the anticipation of a door opening to a landmark felt as much like home as anything else.

It felt good to be a writer in the city.

****blogger’s note*****

I’ve been working at my real job in New York City for the past 3 weeks. Several times I stole moments to write. This was one. This is matched with my friend velvet aka @velvetverbosity www.velvetverbosity.com ‘s one word prompt “lunch”.

Here’s the great Tom Waits.

I wrote two books. They got good reviews. The third one, a sequel to the first, Woman Of Troy, is on the way, next month.

The Ballad of Helene Troy, an underdog story about a female musician in New York City, and Soul To Body, about an ex-1990s guitar player trying to raise his teenage daughter after the death of his wife, her mother, are available, digitally, on Amazon.com for your kindles, and in paperback from Lulu.com

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Walk

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I’m learning to walk again. The leg soreness feels amazing. For two weeks, I’ve been hoofing it while working in New York City, accumulating over a dozen miles discovering delicious Chinese food in Jamaica Queens, mouth-watering pizza in the Bronx and a scrumptious diner burger in Brooklyn.

Where I live, in suburban Atlanta, no one walks unless it’s on a gym treadmill. I think I’ve been missing something as a result. Being out of my car, I smell the city, hear the bustle, and absorb the culture. While I miss the sweet tea philosophy of Georgia, I’m appreciating New York’s walk.

******blogger’s note*****

I’m working a project in New York City for the next few weeks. I’ve been several times, as a tourist and working. But it had been several years since I’d been here, 2007, I think. This piece is for my buddy velvet from www.velvetverbosity.com and her “Tea” prompt.

Today’s song is from Foo Fighters. Let it rip…and walk it off.

I wrote two books. They got good reviews. The third one, a sequel to the first, Woman Of Troy, is on the way, next month.

The Ballad of Helene Troy, an underdog story about a female musician in New York City, and Soul To Body, about an ex-1990s guitar player trying to raise his teenage daughter after the death of his wife, her mother, are available, digitally, on Amazon.com for your kindles, and in paperback from Lulu.com

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Last Cigarette

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Last time: http://lancemyblogcanbeatupyourblog.wordpress.com/2014/02/11/100-word-song-i-saw-her-standing-there/

Silas wanted to punch him in the face. He eyed the bridge of Bart’s long, thin nose and curled his fingers into a tight fist. Bart leaned into him to examine the rose-colored bruise under his eye.

“That doesn’t look good. I should’ve warned you about the Finns. They’re old school.”

Silas released his vise grip and changed the subject.

“Can I have a smoke?”

Bart’s thin-lipped grin showed mischief.

“You deserve something extra.”

He produced a marijuana joint and lighter from his shirt pocket. Silas lit it and took the first puff. Bart said.

“Let’s talk about tomorrow’s deliveries.”

****blogger’s note****

This is a new 100 word story episode linked to www.velvetverbosity.com ‘s 100 word prompt – “rose”.

Today’s song comes from the time frame of the story, 1989, and Dramarama’s Last Cigarette.

You know what would make lovely Valentine’s Day gifts? My books.

The Ballad of Helene Troy, an underdog story about a female musician in New York City, and Soul To Body, about an ex-1990s guitar player trying to raise his teenage daughter after the death of his wife, her mother, are available, digitally, on Amazon.com for your kindles, and in paperback from Lulu.com

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