Gita's Blog – May 2012 Archive (7)

Moving Day (6x2)

 

Etta stood in the center of her living room, feet planted slightly apart for balance, and surveyed all of it. The assisted living apartment where she was about to move was a quarter of the size of this house where she and Herman had raised a family and grown old.

One out of every four possessions,  she thought, I only get to keep…

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Added by Gita on May 29, 2012 at 7:24pm — 10 Comments

Etta and Gert

They have been each other's canasta opponents for 56 years, and though the tempo of the cards slapping down is slower, the rivalry is as fierce as ever.

Through college, marriages, births of children, and the deaths of mutual friends and relatives, they have remained sworn competitors in this one endeavor. Their arena is a four foot square card table, once shiny and now worn dull from the rub and snap of playing…

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Added by Gita on May 27, 2012 at 3:30am — 11 Comments

Speed Date Unpredictability (in tribute to Galen Shoemacher)

The dark-suited 30-something man took the chair opposite mine but canted it slightly so that he could see the woman he'd just been talking to while she speed-dated the next suitor.

I remained quiet, waiting to see whether he'd ever make eye contact with me.  His scent was 'Unpredictable' by Christian Dior, with the tang of bergamot and cedar, and something else smoky.

To amuse myself while this rude man ignored me, I dropped my voice into its lowest register and began reciting…

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Added by Gita on May 22, 2012 at 6:30pm — 3 Comments

Six First Sentences from my Short Fiction (a la Toby)

  1. Charlene Shiner’s sister Verna had been charged with grievous bodily harm for tasing her husband, Burrus, because he fell asleep during sex.

  2. Death paid me a visit today, and I said, "How do I know you're the real Death and not some second rate punter who will just make me sick?"

  3. The airport sign used to read “Watch Your Valuables,” but someone crossed out the…
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Added by Gita on May 18, 2012 at 10:06pm — 11 Comments

Six Lines from Unrelated Nursery Rhymes (Thanks to Cita)

1. Jack and Jill went up a hill to fetch a pail of water.

 

2. Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack jump over the candlestick.

 

3. Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, eating his Christmas pie.

 

4. Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet, eating her curds and whey.

 

5. Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of rye, four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie.

 

6.  Sam, Sam the baker man washed his face with a frying…

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Added by Gita on May 16, 2012 at 1:29am — 7 Comments

Today a New Bird

Today a new bird showed up in our arching cherry laurels. It sang a constant, repetitive two-note "step-here, step-here," as insistent as the Go-Away bird in Botswana, that time you took me on safari.

Remember how, day and night, the infernal sound invaded everything -- our treks through the bush and tea on the lawn and the report of the rifles and cries of the trackers -- always scolding us to leave Africa, away away away? If only a bird had the power to oust invaders. There would…

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Added by Gita on May 5, 2012 at 11:00am — 6 Comments

My Life at Title Pawn (6x2)

[Author's note: Title pawn is a financial disaster for the borrower. The interest piles up weekly and it is almost impossible to pay back the loan. This predatory lending is legal in most states.]

 

"Can you at least tell a Buick from a Yugo, sweetheart?"  That was Barney, departing night clerk whom I would soon replace, but I was having none of his sarcasm sandwich. He trained me to fill out the loan paper…

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Added by Gita on May 1, 2012 at 4:00pm — 7 Comments

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