Tuesday, February 13th, 5:00pm
Brandon and Jordan
Brandon: So tomorrow’s the big day?
Jordan: Yeah. What are you planning to do for Valentine’s?
Brandon: I’m going to have a seizure.
Jordan: (stares) A … what?
Brandon: A seizure. There’s this really hot nurse at the hospital.
Jordan: You’re mocking me for breaking my ankle to get Marissa’s attention, aren’t you.
Brandon: Who me? Nah.
Jordan: Ass.
Next stop: Wednesday, February 14th, 8:00pm
Monday, February 12th, 5:00pm
Robert and Donald
Donald: So, what are we doing for Valentine’s Day?
Robert: Oh I don’t know.
Donald: I guess we should do something.
Robert: We don’t have to do anything.
Donald: We don’t?
Robert: Well, not together at least.
Donald: What are you suggesting?
Robert: I was thinking about going out with a friend.
Donald: A friend friend? Or …
Robert: Not … necessarily.
Donald: You mean you have a new lover?
Robert: I … might.
Donald: Huh.
Robert: You’re not upset, are you?
Donald: Not … well, not too upset. You could have told me though.
Robert: So what, you could fire me?
Donald: I’d never do that!
Robert: Pfft. Sure.
Donald: I wouldn’t! And anyway, I have a new boyfriend. Take that!
Robert: You do?
Donald: Yes. We’ve been seeing each other for weeks.
Robert: Then why are you still living on my couch?
Donald: Because I didn’t want to upset you!
Robert laughs.
Donald: What are you laughing about?
Robert: Just … nothing.
Donald: Huh. So you want to double date on Wednesday?
Robert: May as well. But you won’t be coming back to my place after.
Donald: Why not?
Robert: Don’t you think that would be a bit awkward?
Donald: Well I can’t go back to his place. He lives with his mother.
Robert: (slumps in his seat) There goes Valentine’s Day.
Next stop: Tuesday, February 13th, 5:00pm
Sunday, February 11th 1:00 1:20pm
Candice and Sandi
Candice: I can’t believe Madam called us in to work a double shift.
Sandi: We knew after the third movie came out the dungeon would get busier again.
Candice: (sighs) Yeah. Oh well. My favourite new client is coming in tonight.
Sandi: Justin?
Candice nods happily.
Sandi: Really like him, do you?
Candice: Kinda.
Sandi: I’m happy for you.
Candice: Thanks. So what’s going on with the preacher these days? Not working yet?
Sandi: Nope.
Candice: I’m surprised he hasn’t asked you to quit. Or have you brought him over to the dark side?
Sandi: (snorts) Whichever, I just wish he’d decide what he wants to do. I don’t mind being the breadwinner ‘n’ all, but he’s been miserable sitting around doing nothing ever since we got married.
Candice: Tell him to get involved with a group for wayward souls. God knows we get enough of those at work.
Sandi: The scared and the curious.
Candice: And now the Ana-wannabes.
Sandi: (rolls eyes) Yep. You may have something there.
Next stop: Monday, February 12th 5:00pm
Saturday, February 10th, 5:00pm
Misery and Gay
Gay: So whatcha doin’ tomorrow?
Misery: I don’t know. Sleepin’ I guess.
Gay: We should go out! Soak up some sunshine!
Misery: It’s supposed to snow.
Gay: Then we can go shopping! For boots!
Misery: I don’t have any money.
Gay: I’ll buy you some!
Misery: I take a size 18. (slides foot out from the seat in front) My shoes cost hundreds of dollars.
Gay: Then how about some new underwear? Nothing better than a new pair of panties!
Misery: Had a thong once. I lost it.
Gay: (frowns) You lost it? Wha … OH!
Misery smiles.
Next stop: Sunday, February 11th, 1:00pm
I’ve been asked to and even been tempted to write stories from the perspective of an animal in past. But I just can’t. (Disclaimer: I have a feeling I HAVE done it before, years ago–so many I can no longer remember–but I couldn’t tell you where that writing is.) The point is, I can’t do it anymore. Here’s why.
What if … This is what goes through my mind when I look at my dog and really contemplate what might be going through his head. What if he’s a past human, trapped in the body of a dog for the span of this lifetime? What if he really understands everything I’m doing and saying and he’s judging me?
I know this sounds paranoid, but it’s where my writer’s mind goes. My overactive imagination, if you will. So there it is. I’m afraid that if I start writing from his perspective, I’ll somehow disappear into a void of imagined conversation between the dog and the cat that will end up with me hiding in my room with the door closed, begging for forgiveness and mercy as they scratch and whine, trying to get in. Except of course it’s only because they’re hungry, my logical mind will tell myself.
But what if …?
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Friday, February 9th 9:00pm
Brandon and Jordan
Brandon: How goes it with Marissa?
Jordan: I’ve decided to get back together with her.
Brandon: Does that mean …?
Jordan: (nods) I’ve got it all planned out for Valentine’s Day. Hotel room, flowers, chocolate, champagne; the whole nine yards.
Brandon: Scruples be damned?
Jordan: I just can’t live without her, ya know?
Brandon: You know, she’s not the only girl out there.
Jordan: She is for me.
Brandon: Do you know if she’s a virgin too?
Jordan: She’s not.
Brandon snorts.
Jordan: What?
Brandon: I’m afraid she’s just using you. What if she has her way with you and then just forgets about you?
Jordan: What if I punch you in the head?
Brandon: Hey man, I’m just looking out for your best interests.
Jordan: Yeah, well, she’d never do that. She loves me.
Brandon: Not enough to stay with you if you don’t have sex with her.
Jordan: You’re an asshole, you know that?
Brandon: (turns to the window, mumbling) Yeah, the asshole who’ll be here to pick up the pieces.
Next stop: Saturday, February 10th, 5:00pm
Here we go again. The bots and spammers have found a new trick. I had a spammer ping back to one of my older prompts this morning. Fortunately I get a little preview in my notifications of what’s in the body of the post where the link to my blog is situated. UNfortunately, you can’t see the preview in the link in my comments.
The one I caught this morning was trying to advertise steroids. All this to say if you see a pingback that’s suspect on one of my prompts, don’t click on it. I’ll do my best to zap them before they cause any trouble. And if you get one of these bots pinging back on your own blog, be sure to hit the spam button rather than delete, so maybe Akismet’s algorithms will catch them. Sorry for the inconvenience!
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Welcome to Friday here on my blog, complete with your Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. I’ve been busy this week writing a story for an anthology that’s going to be all sex. It’ll be coming out (pun unintended but inevitable) under my pseudonym, so don’t look for details here … I can let you know more if you’re interested. Anyhoo, I only mention it because I can’t stop laughing as I write and I’m not sure this is a good thing. Funny smut is allowed, isn’t it?
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Thursday, February 8th, 7:00pm
Bella and Edgar (and Edward)
Edgar: It’s going to be great meeting your parents. Do you really think they’ll like me?
Bella: What’s not to like? You were the captain of the football team, which my dad is going to love.
Edgar: That was a couple of years ago though.
Bella: And now you’re an electrical engineer. (takes his arm and hugs it) Brains and strength.
Edgar: And your mom?
Bella: You know how to cook. She’ll be very impressed. (kisses him on the cheek)
Edgar: Thanks. I feel bett …
Edward: (popping up in the seat behind) Who’s this, Bella?
Bella: (rolling her eyes) He’s my boyfriend. What’s it to you?
Edward: He’s not meant for you. I am.
Bella: You’re crazy.
Edward: Crazy in love with you.
Edgar: (turns) Step aside, man.
Edward: I will not! Bella is the love of my life! My soulmate! There can only be one for h …
Edgar: (punches him in the nose) I said, step aside. The lady wants nothing to do with you.
Edward: (holding his nose and heading for the door) I’ll get you for this! You have no idea what it’s like to feel the wrath of a vampire! (gets off the bus)
Edgar: Do you think your friend Drommen will be happy with that little performance?
Bella: (smiling) Very. You really should come and meet my parents. For real.
Edgar: Don’t you think we should go out together first?
Bella: Is that an invitation?
Edgar: (smiles) Valentine’s is soon …
Bella: (smiles widely) Sounds like a date.
Next stop: Friday, February 9th, 9:00pm
Wednesday, February 7th, 7:00pm
Quinn and Yvonne
Quinn: Now that you’ve been a couple of days without morning sickness, where do you want to eat on Saturday night?
Yvonne: I’d really like a steak … if that’s what you want.
Quinn: Sure. (smiles and takes her hand) I think we’re going to be okay, don’t you?
Yvonne: Yeah. Especially now my mother’s out of the hospital. I think the psychiatrist was a good idea. Thanks for arranging it.
Quinn: Maybe when she sees the baby she’ll accept him for what he is, and not just a sign she’s getting old.
Yvonne: I hope so.
Quinn: You’re sure you want to go to this shop we’re going to? With the baby and all?
Yvonne: I think so. It’ll be nice to have all the equipment for after the movie Friday night. You’ll be taking notes, right?
Quinn: Of course. (reaches into pocket) Oh, here. (hands her a paper) I got my collar size.
Yvonne: (smiles and takes the paper) Thank you Mr. Grey.
Quinn: My pleasure, Mrs. Grey.
Next stop: Thursday, February 8th, 7:00pm
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