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Title: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on January 31, 2007, 10:03:39 am
Drabbles...short snippets of stories or dialogue, are good writing exercises and fun to read. Authors are often challenged to write a drabble in response to a prompt: a word, a phrase, or something similar. A few months ago, I was in an interactive forum where we had an impromptu "drabblefest." A bunch of authors were online and we wrote quick drabbles in response to prompts people threw at us.

I thought we could do the same thing here, but have it be ongoing, not a one shot thing. My thought: someone (me or whoever) can post a prompt and writers can respond with drabbles. Readers are encouraged to join in with comments. There is no limit to the number of drabbles. When the writing dies down on a prompt, someone can post a new one and the writing begins again.

I'd like to keep guidelines to a minimum. Drabbles should be 100-300 words and be somehow BBM related.

I'll start with a few prompts (and the first drabble). Since it is cold here, winter is on my mind. How about it people write something in response to:

Have fun, everyone! Please feel free to join in. All are welcome to share their writings, ideas, and comments. Enjoy...

Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on January 31, 2007, 10:12:49 am
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX


“Damn, I hate being sick.” Jack pulled out his handkerchief and blew his nose again, eyes red-rimmed and bleary.

“Can I get ya  somethin’, a cup a tea?” Ennis asked.

“No, just sit here with me, keep me company,” replied Jack, patting the seat on the couch next to him.

Ennis pulled Jack close in his arms, tucking an afghan around his legs. “C’mere babe,” he said softly, feeling Jack curl up like a cat against his body.

“I’m fuckin’ freezin’ and I can’t get warm.”

Ennis could feel Jack shivering, and rubbed his arms, trying to warm him with his own body heat. Then suddenly, “I’m sorry, Jack, sorry for all of it.”

“Sorry for what?” Jack mumbled, his head buried in Ennis’s chest.

“For makin’ you go campin’ all those times, in the fuckin’ cold. You used ta shiver like this and could never get warm.”

“Ya don’t need ta apologize, En. It was a long time ago.”

“Yeah, but you’d get cold, yer muscles would ache. I never appreciated how busted up you were from rodeoin’ til we got here ta Quanah. I’d make ya sleep on the ground in the snow and rain…what a fuck up I was.”

“It’s all in the past, En. Don’t worry ‘bout it. Yer here now, keepin’ me warm.”

“I don’t know if there’s enough warmth in me ta make up for all those cold days.”

“There is babe, believe it. I’m feelin’ it now.”

“You are?”

“I am.”

“I love you Jack.”

“I know.”

(254 words)
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Post by: Scott6373 on January 31, 2007, 10:33:52 am
Ennis stood on the self-made stoop of the run down shack that he and Alma shared with the children.  Winter, in all it's fury had set in, with not as much snow as bone chillin cold.  He shoved his hands deeps inside the pockets of his coat and stepped off the stoop, lowering his head against the stiff, cold breeze.  Whe the wind died down, he looked out over the vastly unforgining terrain that had been his particular view every morning.  The only thing seemingly unaffected by the cold were the fields of winter wheat he could see on one of the neighboring farms.  His thoughts turned to that last day on Brokeback.

He had been sitting on that hill all morning, even before Jack had risen from a fitfull night of sleep.  The grass on the hill undulated like surface water on the lake where they had stripped their clothes and dove, carelessly beneath the cool liquid.  That first meeting of skin and water causing a shock that sent crawling and tingling pins of excitement through their bodies.  The memory of the cold brought him back, as another burst of chilled air caught him looking out at the field of winter wheat.

"Gotta mail that off to Jack today," he said, as if in reply to the urgency of the wind.  Don Wroe's cabin next month.  The whole week.  With Jack.

232 Words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on January 31, 2007, 04:03:37 pm
   Ennis was up early in the morning and checking the sheep.  He decides to see how those lambs are making it in the cold the ones that had to be carried in a sling on horseback up the mountain.
   The ewe was laying on the ground with the small white bundle she was wrapped around all safe and warm in her bodies curve.. He could see the small whiffs of breath hitting the cold predawn air.  His own breath showing as steam coming out in long spurts.  It seemed to be
getting colder these past weeks,,,it seemed..Probably just a cold snap he figured...Summer will return in a blast of indian winds coming down from the mountain. so  jack and me can go back to the river in the early evening and go skinny dipping again.  Ennis returns to
the small pup tent,along with,the smelll of cat piss, He snuggled in
for a couple of winks, before rising early.  Ennis lay down thinking of
jack and jack, and a good warm breakfast.
  He woke feeling his feet and face frozen, and the air so very chilled, the air from his lungs was filling the tent as he rose..The sun was
already up and he squinted and opened his eyes,,,reluctantly.  As
he did so he could see the ground was white and the place was all covered in snow... He slammed on his boots and jumped outside, and
then could see it was covered with snow everywhere,,,but the
sun was obviously out so they could sure use that cup of Joe.
  He saddled cigar butt and headed out for breakfast........

 
   
Title: Playin' in the snow
Post by: el_wing on January 31, 2007, 04:14:08 pm
148 words

“Damn Ennis, it’s bitter cold out here. Don’t ya think we should be doin’ this somewhere’s else? And we ain’t far from that house neither--someone could see.”

Ennis rocked his hips forward. “Since when were you the one ta begin worryin’?”

“Since I’m standin’ here with bare ass stickin’ out.”

“Mmm, it’s damn near as white as the snow too--like ta of blinded me. Damn perdy though.”

“Shut up--" Jack groaned, "now over to the right more. Yeah, that’s it—right--right--there that's the spot.”

Ennis sucked in a lung-full a' cold air.

“Pull down them jeans farther if ya don’t what ta git ‘em mussed up, Jack.”

Jack shifted his weight to his left leg.

“Damn winter wheat--keeps getting’ in the way," Jack said, poutin'. "It messed up crossin’ the T.”

“Boo-hoo. Way you talk, ya think ya never wrote yer name in the snow before.”



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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on January 31, 2007, 04:22:09 pm


   Very funny, and tricksey
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Scott6373 on January 31, 2007, 04:22:48 pm
That warmed up MY Winter chill el...don't know about E&J's :)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on January 31, 2007, 08:06:06 pm
The Middle of Winter...


January 31, 1968 - 6:07 p.m.


Ennis in Wyoming
~~~~~~~~~~~~ 


Ennis del Mar stepped out onto the rickety balcony to have a smoke, hands shaking from the cold, as he brushed a distracted arm across the top of the railing.  He watched, unfocused, as the snow fell below, and continued billowing from the sky.  Looking up into the mid-winter atmosphere, his mind couldn’t help but wander to a particular dark-haired man…and their most recent conversation about the cold.

‘I’d sit out here in a blizzard in the middle a winter…so long as you was with me.’ 

Ennis had said those words on their last night together in Pine Creek.  And he’d meant them…the memory making the corners of Ennis’ mouth quiver and twitch.   

He heard Alma mumbling and grumbling even through the closed door, saying something ‘bout the war that was goin’ on…something ‘bout a ‘cease fire’ of the day before that had been broken today by the Viet Cong. 

Ennis sighed, staring out into the snow, knowing he should care more than he did…but in truth, the only thing he cared about was the fact that one man in particular had been ‘too busted up’  to be of any use to the army, and therefore was safe in some city in north Texas, rather than some far away place Ennis had never heard of prior to this confusing war. 

Sighing deeper, Ennis glanced down at his left wrist, ugly-ass watch adorning his arm, checking the time, counting down the minutes until his favorite show…‘The Beverly Hillbillies.’ 

Thoughts resting once again on the crazy-ass man who’d given him the watch…the chatty bastard who did nothing but complain about the cold…Ennis couldn’t help but grin.


January 31, 1968 - 8:07 P.M.


Jack in Texas
~~~~~~~~~


‘Damn, it’s cold!’   

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(300 Words)    ;)   (Even my drabbles go long)    ;)
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Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: haunted_by_bbm on January 31, 2007, 08:09:56 pm

“Can I get ya  somethin’, a cup a tea?” Ennis asked.
“No, just sit here with me, keep me company,” replied Jack, patting the seat on the couch next to him.
Ennis pulled Jack close in his arms, tucking an afghan around his legs. “C’mere babe,” he said softly, feeling Jack curl up like a cat against his body.
“I’m fuckin’ freezin’ and I can’t get warm.”
Ennis could feel Jack shivering, and rubbed his arms, trying to warm him with his own body heat. Then suddenly, “I’m sorry, Jack, sorry for all of it.”
“Sorry for what?” Jack mumbled, his head buried in Ennis’s chest.
“For makin’ you go campin’ all those times, in the fuckin’ cold. You used ta shiver like this and could never get warm.”
“Ya don’t need ta apologize, En. It was a long time ago.”
“Yeah, but you’d get cold, yer muscles would ache. I never appreciated how busted up you were from rodeoin’ til we got here ta Quanah. I’d make ya sleep on the ground in the snow and rain…what a fuck up I was.”


aaahhh,  sweet Ennis just warms my heart.   ;) 
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Post by: coffeecat33 on January 31, 2007, 11:39:11 pm

White
It was the silence that woke him. It was the light permeating the tent walls that woke him. It was the cold that woke him. He sat up, shivered like a man with malaria, his teeth clacking loudly. He gathered a blanket around himself for warmth but it didn’t help. He jammed his feet into his boots; they felt like two blocks of ice. He staggered outside. The white was so bright it blinded him. He ran through the knee-deep snow. Everything familiar was covered in white. He ran in circles, trying to get his bearings. He was in the same place as when he lay down to sleep but different. White. His breath came out in puffy white clouds. He could hear how ragged his breathing was.

He thought the world had come to an end. He felt he was missing a vital part of himself. Something was missing. He looked around the white world trying to find it but it wasn’t there.

The sun came out but it was a cold white sun in a blue-white sky. It was time to go back down the mountain. He folded up the tent. The horse had wandered away looking for green grass. Ennis found the horse, loaded the gear and headed down the mountain.

(http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k261/coffeecat33/white.jpg)

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Post by: coffeecat33 on January 31, 2007, 11:42:12 pm
Snow (happy white)

Jack raised an eyebrow and looked skeptically at Ennis. “You sure ‘bout this?”

“Sure I’m sure.” The corners of Ennis’s mouth twitched in a half-smile.

“Don’t look safe.”

“It’s safe enough.”

Jack gestured, “Well then you go first.”

“Thought I’d let you go first. Figure with all your bull-ridin’ s’perience you’d be a natural.”

Jack laughed. “Nice argument, friend, but it won’t work.”

“C’mon Jack. We come all the way up here. We might’s well do it at least once.”

“We? How we both gonna do it?”

“Thought you’d be on the bottom ‘n’ I’d be on top.”

“No way! You’re bigger ‘n me, Ennis. You be on the bottom.”

“Not bigger than you,” Ennis mumbled. “Jes’ a little taller.”

“Taller should be on the bottom.”

“Who wrote that rule, hunh?”

“Jus’ only makes sense.”

Ennis sighed. “Well all right, bud. Guess if you won’t do it no other way.”

Jack stuck out his chin and nodded. “How much this thing cost, anyway?”

“Cost?” Ennis blustered. “Don’t see why it’s any business a yours!”

“I think it’s my business. I might get one myself.”

“’Bout ninety dollars.”

“Ninety!” Jack exclaimed. “Well it better be worth it all’s I’m saying.”

“We’ll never know if you don’t get on this thing!”

“Thought you was going to be on the bottom?”

“Okay, okay. I’ll get on then you get on top of me.”

“Probably break all our bones,” Jack grumbled but he climbed on top of Ennis. “How am I suppose to hang on?

“Just grab hold of my shoulders.”

Jack did as he was told then said, “We ain’t goin’ anywhere. How we supposed to get this thing goin’?”

“You run to get it started, jump on and off we go.”

Jack was running and breathing heavy when Ennis yelled, “Get on! Get on top a me else I’m gonna go off without you!” Jack leaped on top of Ennis, knocking the air out of him. “Geez I swear, Jack, you get heavier ever’ year.”

Jack screamed in Ennis’s ear, “Yeee Haw!!”

They were really moving fast now, the wind stinging their cheeks. Ennis tried to steer but it was hard with Jack gripping his shoulders and yelling in his ear. Every bump produced a “Hmmff” out of both of them. They rocketed even faster. At the bottom Ennis had to make a sharp turn to avoid a tree and they both fell off the sled into the snow.

Laughing and panting, they lay on their backs in the fluffy white snow. Jack made a snow angel by moving his arms and legs.

Ennis stood up and looked down at Jack, big grins on both their faces. Jack reached up his hand for Ennis to pull him up but instead Jack yanked hard and pulled Ennis down on top of him. Cackling like a mad man, Jack rolled them both over until he was on top of Ennis.

“Damn – got snow down my neck. Git off a me, Jack.” He pretended to be annoyed but he couldn’t keep the smile off his face or stop laughing until Jack stuck out his tongue and licked some snow off Ennis’s face. They held each other’s gaze for a moment then without another word they both got up and brushed the snow off.

Jack said, “Next year I’m gonna get one a those flexible flyer sleds for my granddaughter. C’mon. Let’s go home.”

Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: fernly on February 01, 2007, 03:35:32 am
enjoyed all of these different drabbles, thanks! love the wide range of moods

to comment on just a couple of them:
 Snow  so much fun to 'listen' to them talk, being happy and easy with each other
Ennis in Wyoming
Quote
I’d sit out here in a blizzard in the middle a winter…so long as you was with me.’
lovely and sad
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Post by: fernly on February 01, 2007, 03:42:54 am
                                                                         

Dearest Maeve,

        I am writing this to send along with the sweaters the Harrisons said they would drop off
for me on their way through Hulett. I think the sweaters will fit. The children are
changing so fast they’ve probably grown a size since I saw you at Christmas. I allowed
for that. I hope the Harrisons find them and you and Harold all staying well.
       We are fine here as always, even with the latest snow. I’m glad you’re in town.
This is the first birthday of Jack’s he will not be here. I have written to Lureen to
thank her for the Christmas gifts and about Jack’s favorite dinner and cake for his
birthday in case she wants to surprise him. He writes often and I think sometimes
he misses the ranch. But I am grateful he is where it is warmer and he has someone
to take care of him now the doctors have sent him home. He will not be going back to rodeo.
        The herd weathered the last storm well enough. John counted up the losses
and they are less than they might have been. If you know anyone in town who is
looking to hire on, we can pay a little bit and room and board of course. Just
for getting through the calving.
         Jack will be working for Mr. Newsome once he is back on his feet. He says it will be a good
job. I hope he will be happy though I wonder sometimes if his heart can be in it. I sit in his
room once in a while when I miss my boy too much. Kiss your dear children for me and tell them their
aunt loves them. (and tell Harold I said to listen to you and please take it easier – the race
is to the patient).
                                                                            your loving sister,
                                                                                 Orla
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on February 01, 2007, 07:41:24 am
Oh everyone, thanks for these great drabbles!

Since we were all cold and snowy yesterday, let's warm it up a bit today, shall we? Use these for prompts:


Have fun!

Leslie
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Post by: belbbmfan on February 01, 2007, 07:50:39 am
I've really enjoyed these drabbles! thanks everyone. There no end to Jack-and-Ennis inspiration, is there?  :)

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Post by: mariez on February 01, 2007, 08:10:39 am
I've really enjoyed these drabbles! thanks everyone. There no end to Jack-and-Ennis inspiration, is there?  :)



Me too!!  And there's apparently no end to talented, imaginative writers either! 

Looking forward to more.  Thanks for sharing!

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 01, 2007, 09:40:25 am
Something you don't usually get from me: a little bit of angst.


Riverton, Wyoming
April, 1975

Ennis shoved the flowers at Alma, green tissue paper falling off. “Here, I got ya somethin’,” he said, his voice barely a grunt.

She looked at the ten daffodils, cinched with a green rubber band. “What’s this for?”

“I thought they were pretty, thought ya might like them.”

“Ya never buy me flowers, Ennis, what were ya thinkin’?”

“They were sellin’ em at the grocery store…a fundraiser for somethin’. Girl Scouts, I think.”

Alma took a glass from the cupboard and filled it with water, then turned to Ennis. “We can barely afford to put food on the table and you go throwin’ money away on daffodils. What’re ya thinkin’, Ennis?”

“Oh fuck it, I was just tryin’ ta do somethin’ nice,” he said, storming out the door, lighting a cigarette as the screen slammed behind him.

Fuck, just somethin’ nice for you, Alma, he thought, and then paused. No, not Alma. It’s you, Jack. The flowers reminded me a you, and the mountain, and the spring, and the yellow columbine growin’ up around the rocks and scatterin’ down the hillside…

He clattered down the stairs and threw himself into his truck, then stopped, head dropping forward on the steering wheel. “Why the fuck can’t I do anythin’ right…for anybody?” he swore to himself.


(218 words)
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 01, 2007, 09:58:23 am
She placed the small pot of bulbs out on the porch landing.  The weather had finally started to turn from winter’s inescapable cold, and the mornings, she guessed, were warm enough now to put some daffodil bulbs out.  She knew she could use the bright yellow of the blossoms to lift her spirit.

Ennis had stopped talking to her…in any real sense…far too long ago, but the last few months had brought a change in her husband.  He seemed more attentive, more interested in her and the children.  The remembrance of the Valentine’s Day dance at the church caused a warm and safe flood of feeling to course though her.

******

“Ennis, thank you so for bringin me.  I’m havin a real good time.”  She rested her head against her husbands shoulder as the swayed slowly on the dance floor.

“It’s good ta get out…both of us.  Oh…uh…listen…I’m goin fishin come first week in April…with Jack.  That a problem?”

“No honey, it ain’t.  I know how you love your trips with your friend.”  She stretched up on her toes and placed a sweet kiss on her husband’s cheek.  She thought then about buying him a new creel case for his trip.

******

“You got everythin you need?”

“Yep, I think so.  Jesus look at the time…gonna be late.”  Ennis grabbed his duffel and coat and moved quickly to the door.  Alma followed on his heels.

“Oh here…your fishin stuff.”  She handed him the equipment and the new creel case, which he had not yet noticed.  He would notice when he read the note inside.

“Um…thanks…gotta get movin.”  Overloaded and rushing, he pushed the screen door open and clumsily lumbered his way out.  The duffel over his shoulder swung and sent the pot of now blooming daffodils sailing off the porch rail, landing in a crash on the pavement below.  The small yellow flowers laying wan and dying on the ground.


318 words (sorry)
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Post by: Bigheart on February 01, 2007, 10:04:35 am
Leslie, I loved this part  :)

“There is babe, believe it. I’m feelin’ it now.”

“You are?”

“I am.”

“I love you Jack.”

“I know.”


Scott ~ loved this:

"Gotta mail that off to Jack today," he said, as if in reply to the urgency of the wind.  Don Wroe's cabin next month.  The whole week.  With Jack.
Janice ~ loved this, I didn't know you were a writer!  :):

Summer will return in a blast of indian winds coming down from the mountain. so  jack and me can go back to the river in the early evening and go skinny dipping again

El wing ~ loved this, heh:

“Since I’m standin’ here with bare ass stickin’ out.”

“Mmm, it’s damn near as white as the snow too--like ta of blinded me. Damn perdy though.”


Leslie ~ I loved this, I think I commented on this when you posted this on BBSlash. I know I commented on your sledding one, I adored that one:

He thought the world had come to an end. He felt he was missing a vital part of himself. Something was missing. He looked around the white world trying to find it but it wasn’t there.

Aww Leslie, so sad:

Fuck, just somethin’ nice for you, Alma, he thought, and then paused. No, not Alma. It’s you, Jack. The flowers reminded me a you, and the mountain, and the spring, and the yellow columbine growin’ up around the rocks and scatterin’ down the hillside…

He clattered down the stairs and threw himself into his truck, then stopped, head dropping forward on the steering wheel. “Why the fuck can’t I do anythin’ right…for anybody?” he swore to himself.


THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYONE  :) I just adore drabbles  :) This is a really good idea, Leslie  :)



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Post by: Penthesilea on February 01, 2007, 01:07:07 pm
Jack rises from the log he's been sitting on when he hears Ennis' truck coming along the gravel road. Big smile lits his face, almost equally matched by the one in his companion's face as the vehicle emerges between the trees. As soon an the door opens, something black and furry tumbles out, barking and bouncing like a rubber ball.

"What's this?"

"Guess!"

"Good to see you". They embrace before Jack continues.

"So, who's this little fella?"

"This is Yellow. Junior's and Francine's dog. They found him somewhere on a back road. Alma didn't want no dog in the house. And after he trashed some of her good china she threw him out. The girls asked me to keep him for them. Didn't want no dog either." Ennis ends with a frown, looking down on the still yapping creature.

"You hush now" he scolds the dog.

Jack kneels beside the now quiet animal.

"He's cute. But why's his name Yellow? He's jet black."

Ennis shrugs "It's s'posed to be funny."
 
 

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

"En, I heard ya."

"Was talkin' to the dog."

"But I heard ya say my name."

"Didn't."

Three days Jack listens carefully whenever Ennis murmurs to the dog. It may have been the
daughters who found the pet, and maybe all three of them believed Ennis just keeps it for his girls, but Jack and the dog know better. It's Ennis' dog.
Then, late at night, when Ennis thinks he's asleep, Jack can hear it clear as a bell. The dog's name isn't Yellow. Ennis calls him Jackie.
 
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Word count 263
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 01, 2007, 01:32:53 pm
Three days Jack listens carefully whenever Ennis murmurs to the dog. It may have been the
daughters who found the pet, and maybe all three of them believed Ennis just keeps it for his girls, but Jack and the dog know better. It's Ennis' dog.
Then, late at night, when Ennis thinks he's asleep, Jack can hear it clear as a bell. The dog's name isn't Yellow. Ennis calls him Jackie.
 
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Word count 263

I'm dyin...that's so sweet
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 01, 2007, 02:04:34 pm
I'm dyin...that's so sweet

Thank you Scott  :-*.
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 01, 2007, 02:05:43 pm




 
 

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

"En, I heard ya."

"Was talkin' to the dog."

"But I heard ya say my name."

"Didn't."

Three days Jack listens carefully whenever Ennis murmurs to the dog. It may have been the
daughters who found the pet, and maybe all three of them believed Ennis just keeps it for his girls, but Jack and the dog know better. It's Ennis' dog.
Then, late at night, when Ennis thinks he's asleep, Jack can hear it clear as a bell. The dog's name isn't Yellow. Ennis calls him Jackie.
 
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Word count 263

awe  This is my favorite drabble so far. 
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 01, 2007, 02:11:34 pm
Penthesilea,

Thanks for joining in! You are getting alot of warm fuzzies here...I hope you'll keep writing with us.

If people want to PM ideas for prompts, that would be great. Readers-only (non-writers), you are welcome to suggest prompts too. This is a great way to get involved!

Leslie
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Post by: belbbmfan on February 01, 2007, 02:51:48 pm
Jack rises from the log he's been sitting on when he hears Ennis' truck coming along the gravel road. Big smile lits his face, almost equally matched by the one in his companion's face as the vehicle emerges between the trees. As soon an the door opens, something black and furry tumbles out, barking and bouncing like a rubber ball.

"What's this?"

"Guess!"

"Good to see you". They embrace before Jack continues.

"So, who's this little fella?"

"This is Yellow. Junior's and Francine's dog. They found him somewhere on a back road. Alma didn't want no dog in the house. And after he trashed some of her good china she threw him out. The girls asked me to keep him for them. Didn't want no dog either." Ennis ends with a frown, looking down on the still yapping creature.

"You hush now" he scolds the dog.

Jack kneels beside the now quiet animal.

"He's cute. But why's his name Yellow? He's jet black."

Ennis shrugs "It's s'posed to be funny."
 
 

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

"En, I heard ya."

"Was talkin' to the dog."

"But I heard ya say my name."

"Didn't."

Three days Jack listens carefully whenever Ennis murmurs to the dog. It may have been the
daughters who found the pet, and maybe all three of them believed Ennis just keeps it for his girls, but Jack and the dog know better. It's Ennis' dog.
Then, late at night, when Ennis thinks he's asleep, Jack can hear it clear as a bell. The dog's name isn't Yellow. Ennis calls him Jackie.
 
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Word count 263

Chrissi,
that was just beautiful and soooo sweet! I don't think i've read something you've written before. You're very good. I hope you will post more!  :)

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Post by: Bigheart on February 01, 2007, 03:01:11 pm
Chrissi,
that was just beautiful and soooo sweet! I don't think i've read something you've written before. You're very good. I hope you will post more!  :)



I agree  :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 01, 2007, 03:25:41 pm
I just thought of this...authors are not limited to one drabble per day or one drabble per prompt or anything like that. If something strikes your fancy, write away!

Leslie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 01, 2007, 03:52:01 pm
I've really enjoyed these drabbles! thanks everyone. There no end to Jack-and-Ennis inspiration, is there?  :)


     The days were getting shorter since he got home,,,Bu it seems
as if there is still too many hours in the day.  He looks out the window
and sees the day is barely beginning.  The color of the sky is turning
dark and ominous...   It is that deepening blue of the sky just before
the rain falls. 
     He turns his head to the wall, and smells fresh coffee, and knows
the first pot of the day is starting to gurgle and boil..  In his minds
eye he can see the brown liquide pop into the little glass top on the
percolator. 
     He can also see the good china cups setting on the table!  That
is his mamas way of saying welcome home son..  They usually use
the mugs in this house.  Jacks old man is partial to the mugs, and fig
ures the china is a silly useless thing for ladies and silly worthless boys.
     He is reluctant to rise off of his bed and start the day.  It is a bed
he is familiar with and he doestn really like it..  It is too small now that
he has grown so tall.  He has had trouble keeping his feet under the
covers, and has decided socks is the way to insure the feet stay
warm..
     Jack then decides its time to get up and start moving, fore the
old man starts to get all stompin and faunching in order to get him
outa the bed, he really isnt in the mood to tolerate that today.
     He quickly reaches into his duffle, and takes the shirts out of
his bag. He reaches into the closet and finds a hanger wire, is all he
has, but that'll do.  He carefully takes Ennis" shirt and fits it inside his
own.  Placing them both on the hanger and then putting them into
the dark recess in the closet.  He lifts the sleeve, takes in a deep
sigh and breathes in the smell of smoke, cigarettes, and his love.
The effect so strong he barely stands upright..
     "Jack". his mama calls "Time for breakfast".  He pulls his shirt on
on his way down the stairs,,,.  Saying "ill be there in a minute mama.
Jack rushes into the bathroom to relieve himself.  and checks the
mirror runs his finger thru his hair, and sees the beginning of yellow,
on the side of his cheek.  That bruise wont stay long, but the memory
of it, and how he got it, will stay for the rest of his days.






bB
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 01, 2007, 04:21:57 pm
Tea Party


Saturday, May 11, 1968  3:00 p.m.


Ennis folded his long, lean legs up underneath himself as he sat uncomfortably on the floor, two beaming little girls giggling in front of him.

“That good,” he groaned, even as a smile threatened to dance behind his dark brown eyes. 

“Yep,” Jr. nodded emphatically.  “See daddy, told you, you could do it.”

Ennis grunted.

“Now,” Jr. began, reaching for the tiny plastic teapot, yellow and white, adorned with blooming daffodils.  “This is hot, daddy, so blow on it first before you drink it.”

“Oh…yes, darlin’…thank you for warning me.”  Ennis’ mouth twitched. 

“Jenny, sit still. I’m pouring you some too.” 

Jenny squealed, and kicked her chubby little legs out in front of her. 

“Notice anything daddy?  Notice anything about my tea set?”

Ennis stared blankly. 

‘Shoot.’  He thought, having no idea what the child was asking of him.  But Ennis knew one thing for darn sure as he nodded blankly at his 3 1/2 year old daughter…‘female folks were simply ‘born’ knowing how to ask trick questions.’

“Daddy…?” 

“uuuhhh….” Ennis stammered, “…it’s awful pretty there darlin’…and…and it’s yellow…and…and your mama likes yellow…uuuhhh…”

“You guessed!”  Jr. giggled. 

“I did?  I did!  Course I did.  Shoot.  Knew what you was talkin ‘bout, sweetheart.”  Ennis shut his mouth at this point and simply nodded, doing his best to look like he knew exactly what the child was bubbling about.

“Daddy, my dishes look ‘zactly like mama’s good dishes…she told me.”  Jr. smiled wide.  “That’s why she bought these for my birthday.”  Jr.’s grin widened as she handed cups of ‘steaming’ tea, and plates of ‘tasty cookies’ to her daddy and her little sister.

“You’re so smart, daddy.” 

“Whatever you say, darlin’.”   

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

287 Words
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Post by: Jeff Wrangler on February 01, 2007, 05:25:08 pm
                                                                                   February 1, 1966

Dearest Maeve,

        I am writing this to send along with the sweaters the Harrisons said they would drop off
for me on their way through Hulett. I think the sweaters will fit. The children are
changing so fast they’ve probably grown a size since I saw you at Christmas. I allowed
for that. I hope the Harrisons find them and you and Harold all staying well.
       We are fine here as always, even with the latest snow. I’m glad you’re in town.
This is the first birthday of Jack’s he will not be here. I have written to Lureen to
thank her for the Christmas gifts and about Jack’s favorite dinner and cake for his
birthday in case she wants to surprise him. He writes often and I think sometimes
he misses the ranch. But I am grateful he is where it is warmer and he has someone
to take care of him now the doctors have sent him home. He will not be going back to rodeo.
        The herd weathered the last storm well enough. John counted up the losses
and they are less than they might have been. If you know anyone in town who is
looking to hire on, we can pay a little bit and room and board of course. Just
for getting through the calving.
         Jack will be working for Mr. Newsome once he is back on his feet. He says it will be a good
job. I hope he will be happy though I wonder sometimes if his heart can be in it. I sit in his
room once in a while when I miss my boy too much. Kiss your dear children for me and tell them their
aunt loves them. (and tell Harold I said to listen to you and please take it easier – the race
is to the patient).
                                                                            your loving sister,
                                                                                 Orla


This is nice, Fern, really nice.  :) ~J.W.
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 01, 2007, 06:05:30 pm
This is nice, Fern, really nice.  :) ~J.W.

Jeff, I hope you'll consider penning a few words for the drabblefest!

Hugs,
L
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Post by: Bigheart on February 01, 2007, 06:12:50 pm
Tea Party


Saturday, May 11, 1968  3:00 p.m.


Ennis folded his long, lean legs up underneath himself as he sat uncomfortably on the floor, two beaming little girls giggling in front of him.

“That good,” he groaned, even as a smile threatened to dance behind his dark brown eyes. 

“Yep,” Jr. nodded emphatically.  “See daddy, told you, you could do it.”

Ennis grunted.

“Now,” Jr. began, reaching for the tiny plastic teapot, yellow and white, adorned with blooming daffodils.  “This is hot, daddy, so blow on it first before you drink it.”

“Oh…yes, darlin’…thank you for warning me.”  Ennis’ mouth twitched. 

“Jenny, sit still. I’m pouring you some too.” 

Jenny squealed, and kicked her chubby little legs out in front of her. 

“Notice anything daddy?  Notice anything about my tea set?”

Ennis stared blankly. 

‘Shoot.’  He thought, having no idea what the child was asking of him.  But Ennis knew one thing for darn sure as he nodded blankly at his 3 1/2 year old daughter…‘female folks were simply ‘born’ knowing how to ask trick questions.’

“Daddy…?” 

“uuuhhh….” Ennis stammered, “…it’s awful pretty there darlin’…and…and it’s yellow…and…and your mama likes yellow…uuuhhh…”

“You guessed!”  Jr. giggled. 

“I did?  I did!  Course I did.  Shoot.  Knew what you was talkin ‘bout, sweetheart.”  Ennis shut his mouth at this point and simply nodded, doing his best to look like he knew exactly what the child was bubbling about.

“Daddy, my dishes look ‘zactly like mama’s good dishes…she told me.”  Jr. smiled wide.  “That’s why she bought these for my birthday.”  Jr.’s grin widened as she handed cups of ‘steaming’ tea, and plates of ‘tasty cookies’ to her daddy and her little sister.

“You’re so smart, daddy.” 

“Whatever you say, darlin’.”   

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

287 Words

Awww this is so cute and sweet and adorable!  :) Loved it  :)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 01, 2007, 06:14:55 pm
Awww this is so cute and sweet and adorable!  :) Loved it  :)

Thank you, sweetie!
Glad you enjoyed it.    :)


C*
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Post by: Lumière on February 01, 2007, 06:50:33 pm

May 13th 1969

My dear Ennis,

Those are words I long to say to your face,
Somehow they flow easier when I put pen to paper.
I been thinking of you alot lately.
But what else is new?

Lureen and I have been at odds again -
Something about me taking off to go fishing that last time.
Sometimes I get so frustrated I wish I could tell her.
Instead, I apologised and bought her a bunch of daffodils.
They are her favorite. 
There is peace for the moment, let's see how long it lasts.
When she gets upset, she goes shopping,
Last time she bought a huge bright yellow sun hat.
Lord knows where she'll wear that thing.
This time, she has her sights set on a 50-piece fine bone china tea set.
I know this because she must've threatened to buy it 100 times by now.

I dreamed of you again last night.
You were doing things to me I dare not write in here.
This hiding is killing me.  I miss you so bad.
I can't imagine waiting 3 more months before I see you next.
I am counting the days.

Yours always,
Jack


-----


May 31st, 1969


Jack,

Thank you for your last letter. 
I am looking forward to some riding and fishing.
We can meet by *Willow Creek on August 15th.
I should get some time off the ranch by then.
I hope this will work for you.

Until then,
Ennis Del Mar


* Willow Creek may or may not exist ..
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Post by: opinionista on February 01, 2007, 06:56:20 pm
Well, here's something I wrote a long time ago, when I tried to write a fanfiction story. I didn't have the time, plus it is pretty hard for me to write a story in English. But here it is. Be gentle please. I don't even know if it is any good, but what the hell.

*****

At two in the morning a cool strong summer wind came blowing from east, filling the air of the vast lonely plains of Lightning Flat, with a foul-smelling odor of cattle and excrements. Mary Twist, who was lying on her bed with her eyes wide opened, barely noticed it. She was too busy roaming in the labyrinth of her inner thoughts, searching for a pleasant memory that would help her sleep, and would give her the strength she needed to go on living during the morning. Her life had been nothing as she once dreamed, except perhaps for the birth of her only son, Jack, and a daughter who didn’t live enough to receive a name but that she liked to remember as Rose. It was a baby who tried too soon to come into this world. Mary was just six month along when the early birthing pains surprised her and the baby didn’t make it. –There’ll be no crying in my house-, her husband demanded, upon her return from the hospital. And Mary complied knowing that no matter how strong he pretended to be, deep in his heart the lost of the baby pained him too. So, life went on as if nothing happened. Mary managing to cry a little between her chores, always in silent, always making sure her husband wouldn’t catch her. She did it mostly when bathing Jack, who at the age of three liked to wipe out the tears off her face as if it was a game.

At two fifteen, the familiar sound of a vehicle approaching the ranch brought Mary back into the present. She could swear it was Jack, but it seemed too early in the summer for him to be back. Mary was sure Jack’s job was supposed to end by mid September. But the truck kept getting closer and closer, and Mary thought it was time to get up and see who it was. It was Jack. Joyful, Mary put on her robe and slippers, and went downstairs to meet him.

343 words. Sorry.
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 01, 2007, 08:36:52 pm
I am loving the creativity that is happening here! Janice, flexing her writing wings for the first time; Natali sharing her story;...Milli, that letter has me in tears! Haunted, love the tea party and I can picture it so well...

This is great, everyone, please keep joining in!

I'll post some more prompts tomorrow.

Leslie
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Post by: fernly on February 01, 2007, 10:27:03 pm
This is nice, Fern, really nice.  :) ~J.W.

Thanks, darlin'! :)

Jeff, I hope you'll consider penning a few words for the drabblefest!

Hugs,
L

Hoping here too.
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Post by: Lumière on February 01, 2007, 10:28:40 pm
Leslie - How very brilliant of you to start this thread.  I love love love it!  :-*

~M
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 01, 2007, 11:01:16 pm
Got some ideas for later. here is a rerun for now:

JACK AND BOBBY

It’s a Friday evening November 3rd 1978. Jack and Ennis are in the wilds of Shoshone National Forest, packed far into the backcountry with Ennis’s horses into their own paradise. Warm weather with highs so far flirting 70 degrees when Jack dared Ennis to run sans clothing to natural pool several hundred yards down the stream to bathe, enjoy the sun rays and….. brought an eyeful to the natural inhabitants the first morning. The boys have just finish off a meal of marinated steaks Jack brought on dry ice. Also a green leafy salad, biscuits with jam, fried potatoes with onions. On this the third night of camp Jack And Ennis are close almost touching, sitting on the ground leaning up against a large log in the light of the campfire. At this point their parting the following Friday seems a long and distant way off.

Whisky bottle passing between them, talk centered on catching up with each others lives, Mood is relaxed, bodies spent, both enjoying the fire each other and peace of the mountains.

“Jack…last summer did Bobby come to Lightning Flat like he was gonna?” Ennis remembered something said on the subject when the met up in the Big Horns early last August.

Jack looks at Ennis, fire light on his face. “He did. Picked him up at the airport in Casper, later that day ehrn you and I   broke camp. Spent a week in Lightning Flat.” Jack said in monotone.

“Well, did he like it, have a good time?” Ennis looks back at Jack.

“Well, tell you what…..at first I didn’t think so. I warned him ‘bout his grandpa, poor guy doesn’t have a decent grand pappy . They seem to get on ok though, didn’t talk to much between them. Of course Mamma just loved him to death, first he ever see’ in either of ‘m.” Jack takes a swig of the whisky. “Bobby….he was so quiet the whole time, seemed like he hardly said a thing. And sometimes he can be such a handful!”

“He didn’t give you no trouble then?”

“Not a bit. Just mostly helped me with mending the fences, fix in’ the gates, even cleaning the stalls. Went ridin’ with me to check on the herd, almost never left my side. Didn’t hear a yap outta ‘m.” Jack leans back a second. “Wasn’t sure he would ever wanna come back, didn’t really blame ‘m.” Jack looks into the fire.

Ennis grabs a log from behind his head, tosses on the fire, sparks fly a bit then settle. Looks to Jack. “So….?”

“Well I tell yah. Once we got back to Childress, was all he could talk about, grandma this, grandpa that, Lightning Flat, couldn’t shut ‘m up. Didn’t seem to think about anything else. Begged to come this time. Told him alright but you can’t miss any school’ n. Gonna pick him up in Casper next Friday, gotta school holiday with Veterans day , still only gets two days with the drive back. I be damned if he wasn’t happier than flies on shit!” Jack takes another swig of the whisky.

Ennis looks into Jack’s eyes. “Jack……I think that boy likes being with his daddy. Can’t say I blame ‘m much. Jack…..he needs you. He needs you there in Texas fer his grown’ up.” Ennis reaches to Jack pulls him close, strokes his neck. “It’s why you can’t ….we can’t, can ‘t have…..not now.”

Jack thinks back on his time with his son, always by his side, mind’n his manners. He was so good he took him fishing overnight in the Big Horns the last couple of days. Slept out under the stars. Bobby caught his first fish that day, did seem excited about that. He then remembers the ride back to Childress, talking to Bobby about school, what he wanted to be when he grew up, eating giant cheeseburgers with shakes at Jims's Burger Haven in Denver, pointing out the scenery of the Rocky mountian range, father and son leaving nothing left of a shared large pizza with everything and Ceaser salad at Pranzo Italian grille in Santa Fe, New Mexico for dinner. A while after sunset Bobby stretched out on the seat of the pickup, resting his head in his lap falling into a peaceful sleep, Jack caressing the angelic face of his eleven year old son as they drove far into the night. He leans his face forward trying to hide the tears spilling down his cheeks, welcoming the touch of Ennis’s arm around him.

“Damn you Ennis!…..Damn you!…………” Trying to gather himself. “I know your right…….Just hate you always have to right is all….. That we can’t…..that”

“I know …..not now” Ennis looking down in almost a whisper.

“But…..later?” Jack turns, eyebrows raised looks into Ennis’s eyes. With the slightest nod the look Jack got back was there would be no more words but affirmed his hope.

Jack then moved in front of Ennis, sat down, leaned his back against Ennis’s chest, placed his hat on his own right knee, wrapped each arm around each of Ennis’s legs. Ennis pulled him up close with his arms encircling Jacks chest, resting his chin on now hatless his head. As his even breath gave away Jacks slumber Ennis took his hands into his. They remained that way for a long time into the night falling into a deep sleep. The cold air awoke Ennis. As he was entangled all he had to do was stand up lifting Jack as well and take him into the tent. After he got Jack and himself in the bag, encircling Jack, pressing his face into his hair Ennis’s thoughts turned to tomorrow. He wondered if it would be warm enough again to coax Jack into shedding his clothes and running down to the pool……no maybes about that.

Jack slept more soundly and peacefully than he had in a long time, not even stirring when Ennis took him into the tent, laying him down in the sleeping bag, very gently pulling his boots off, placing their hats one on the other, then crawling next to him, front to back. He heard the gentle promise, hope for one day when……
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 01, 2007, 11:15:35 pm
Mark...welcome, glad to have you here.

Since we are early on in the drabblefest, and everyone is learning their way, let's keep things light and easy. But I would like to remind folks....1) drabbles are supposed to be written in response to the prompts that are given; and 2) length is 100-300 words. While I am not going to truncate someone's story at exactly 300 words, it would be nice if you could stay in that range, ie +50/100 words over, max.

For word count, it is easiest to write your drabble in Word and use the word count feature to figure out how long it is. After that, copy and paste it into a message here on bettermost.

Thanks, all. I am pondering tomorrow's prompts. Ideas are welcome.

L
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Post by: Jeff Wrangler on February 01, 2007, 11:54:03 pm
Jeff, I hope you'll consider penning a few words for the drabblefest!

Hugs,
L

Very kind of you, Sweetie--and you, too, Fern--but don't be holdin' your breath.  :-\

I'll admit that this evening I've looked at some stuff that I've written, part of a story that may or may not ever be completed and posted, but it's already too long for a drabble, even if it got broken up into a couple of drabbles.  :-\
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 02, 2007, 12:21:44 am
Very kind of you, Sweetie--and you, too, Fern--but don't be holdin' your breath.  :-\

I'll admit that this evening I've looked at some stuff that I've written, part of a story that may or may not ever be completed and posted, but it's already too long for a drabble, even if it got broken up into a couple of drabbles.  :-\

So write a new one darlin! The idea is to be spontaneous, in response to a prompt. I know you are creative....

L
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Post by: opinionista on February 02, 2007, 06:35:35 am
I am loving the creativity that is happening here! Janice, flexing her writing wings for the first time; Natali sharing her story;...Milli, that letter has me in tears! Haunted, love the tea party and I can picture it so well...

This is great, everyone, please keep joining in!

I'll post some more prompts tomorrow.

Leslie

Well, Les what I posted is hardly a story. It's something I began and never finished. After posting it, I've begun to change a few things already but the truth is I can't really do this right now.  :-\
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 02, 2007, 07:19:31 am
For today, take a creative writing turn with the following:


Leslie
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Post by: Bigheart on February 02, 2007, 07:55:51 am
Well, here's something I wrote a long time ago, when I tried to write a fanfiction story. I didn't have the time, plus it is pretty hard for me to write a story in English. But here it is. Be gentle please. I don't even know if it is any good, but what the hell.

*****

At two in the morning a cool strong summer wind came blowing from east, filling the air of the vast lonely plains of Lightning Flat, with a foul-smelling odor of cattle and excrements. Mary Twist, who was lying on her bed with her eyes wide opened, barely noticed it. She was too busy roaming in the labyrinth of her inner thoughts, searching for a pleasant memory that would help her sleep, and would give her the strength she needed to go on living during the morning. Her life had been nothing as she once dreamed, except perhaps for the birth of her only son, Jack, and a daughter who didn’t live enough to receive a name but that she liked to remember as Rose. It was a baby who tried too soon to come into this world. Mary was just six month along when the early birthing pains surprised her and the baby didn’t make it. –There’ll be no crying in my house-, her husband demanded, upon her return from the hospital. And Mary complied knowing that no matter how strong he pretended to be, deep in his heart the lost of the baby pained him too. So, life went on as if nothing happened. Mary managing to cry a little between her chores, always in silent, always making sure her husband wouldn’t catch her. She did it mostly when bathing Jack, who at the age of three liked to wipe out the tears off her face as if it was a game.

At two fifteen, the familiar sound of a vehicle approaching the ranch brought Mary back into the present. She could swear it was Jack, but it seemed too early in the summer for him to be back. Mary was sure Jack’s job was supposed to end by mid September. But the truck kept getting closer and closer, and Mary thought it was time to get up and see who it was. It was Jack. Joyful, Mary put on her robe and slippers, and went downstairs to meet him.

343 words. Sorry.

I loved this, Natali  :) And would love to see more of it whenever you feel you can and are up to it  :)
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Post by: Bigheart on February 02, 2007, 07:57:16 am

May 13th 1969

My dear Ennis,

Those are words I long to say to your face,
Somehow they flow easier when I put pen to paper.
I been thinking of you alot lately.
But what else is new?

Lureen and I have been at odds again -
Something about me taking off to go fishing that last time.
Sometimes I get so frustrated I wish I could tell her.
Instead, I apologised and bought her a bunch of daffodils.
They are her favorite. 
There is peace for the moment, let's see how long it lasts.
When she gets upset, she goes shopping,
Last time she bought a huge bright yellow sun hat.
Lord knows where she'll wear that thing.
This time, she has her sights set on a 50-piece fine bone china tea set.
I know this because she must've threatened to buy it 100 times by now.

I dreamed of you again last night.
You were doing things to me I dare not write in here.
This hiding is killing me.  I miss you so bad.
I can't imagine waiting 3 more months before I see you next.
I am counting the days.

Yours always,
Jack


-----


May 31st, 1969


Jack,

Thank you for your last letter. 
I am looking forward to some riding and fishing.
We can meet by *Willow Creek on August 15th.
I should get some time off the ranch by then.
I hope this will work for you.

Until then,
Ennis Del Mar


* Willow Creek may or may not exist ..

Lovely, Milli  :-*
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Post by: Beatrice on February 02, 2007, 08:07:53 am

Coming from Middle Earth, a drabble is 100 words. So, here's my first contribution to this wonderful thread.

B



Breakfast

Coffee was brewing hot and strong, the aroma bending and bowing, dancing lively around the dawn just peeking naughty through the pines. All peeled, sliced and drowned in salt, the spuds sizzled, only a cast iron skillet keeping them from the greedy fire, while two cans of beans – labels curling and withering – sat bubbling. Eggs was in a pan to the side keeping warm and the biscuits company, and elk jerky, not needing the fire’s touch, sat waiting on the banged and dented plates.

Everything was ready.

“Oh…damn, Jack, that feels…so good!”

Breakfast would be starting a little late today.

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Post by: Penthesilea on February 02, 2007, 09:35:19 am
"No fire" - 
Aguirre said and now he freezes his ass off on the mountain.
Fire  -
warm and cozy, with Ennis sitting across him, drinking, sharing his sad story
Fire  -
dies down, brings Ennis to him
Fire -
of passion, Ennis's and his
Camp fires -
countless
Fire -
BBQ with Lureen, the fire not half as warm as on a cold mountain
Fire -
adding fuel to the fire of short leashes and coffepot travels
Fire -
in a crematory, finally consuming him whole


Word count 79
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Post by: Jeff Wrangler on February 02, 2007, 10:07:19 am
So write a new one darlin! The idea is to be spontaneous, in response to a prompt. I know you are creative....

L

Well, my muse don't work that way. She comes up with her own prompts in her own good time.  :-\
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 02, 2007, 10:42:27 am
Leslie:

I have a question regarding the prompts: must/should we include all three prompts? Or is it ok to choose just one (like I did with "fire" today) or two?

This was really a great idea Leslie  :-*. I also love all the creativity that's floating around here and I've enjoyed all the stories.


brokeback_dev, Fabienne and June:

Thanks for your feedback to my story (the one with the dog).
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 02, 2007, 10:44:24 am
For today, take a creative writing turn with the following:

  • fire
  • high heeled shoes
  • newspaper or magazine

Leslie

Leslie, looks like we go off topic sometimes though I love everything written here on this thread. 
I know you said we are to use all  three prompts to be included in our drabble.  I'm a bit shy with my posts.  Here goes;


Jack and Ennis sit high up on the Wyoming mountain in the chilly air warmed by the fire and whiskey they share
as they talk about whats been going on in each of their lives since they last were together.

Three long months apart and finally together.   Being together feels right.  Its the only thing that feels right in their lives. Jack knows this, and so does Ennis, though Ennis would never admit to it.

Ennis sits quietly thinking about finding a better job with more time off so he can spend it with his lover, although
there's nothing much to offer in The Riverton Post Newspaper classified ads, but he will continue to look.

Jack talks to Ennis about how he hates working for old LD Newsome, but it affords him to buy is wife
the ridiculously over priced high heeled shoes she's had her eye on for sometime.

He expresses to Ennis his unhappiness in his marriage and his job.  The longing and wanting and needing to build some sweet life with Ennis pours out of his soul as they sit by the fire.  Ennis just listens saying nothing.

We could have a place of our own Jack insists, but the ever hopeful Jack gets shot down yet again by stubborn Ennis who continues to worry about the men with tire irons.

Jack, disappointed settles for the few times they are together each year as he takes another swing off the bottle before handing it to Ennis.  Its gonna be a cold night, but they will keep each other warm.


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Post by: MaineWriter on February 02, 2007, 10:56:18 am
Leslie:

I have a question regarding the prompts: must/should we include all three prompts? Or is it ok to choose just one (like I did with "fire" today) or two?

This was really a great idea Leslie  :-*. I also love all the creativity that's floating around here and I've enjoyed all the stories.


brokeback_dev, Fabienne and June:

Thanks for your feedback to my story (the one with the dog).

No, you can use only one prompt. And you don't necessarily have to use the exact word. For example, say you took "high heeled shoes" and called them "stilettos" or "suede pumps"...that would be fine. I am actually ruminating on cowboy boots which are a form of high heeled shoes, in my view.

The prompts are mostly to spark your creativity and to see how different people "spark" to the different prompts.

Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 02, 2007, 10:59:02 am
Leslie, looks like we go off topic sometimes though I love everything written here on this thread. 
I know you said we are to use all  three prompts to be included in our drabble.  I'm a bit shy with my posts.  Here goes;


Jack and Ennis sit high up on the Wyoming mountain in the chilly air warmed by the fire and whiskey they share
as they talk about whats been going on in each of their lives since they last were together.

Three long months apart and finally together.   Being together feels right.  Its the only thing that feels right in their lives. Jack knows this, and so does Ennis, though Ennis would never admit to it.

Ennis sits quietly thinking about finding a better job with more time off so he can spend it with his lover, although
there's nothing much to offer in The Riverton Post Newspaper classified ads, but he will continue to look.

Jack talks to Ennis about how he hates working for old LD Newsome, but it affords him to buy is wife
the ridiculously over priced high heeled shoes she's had her eye on for sometime.

He expresses to Ennis his unhappiness in his marriage and his job.  The longing and wanting and needing to build some sweet life with Ennis pours out of his soul as they sit by the fire.  Ennis just listens saying nothing.

We could have a place of our own Jack insists, but the ever hopeful Jack gets shot down yet again by stubborn Ennis who continues to worry about the men with tire irons.

Jack, disappointed settles for the few times they are together each year as he takes another swing off the bottle before handing it to Ennis.  Its gonna be a cold night, but they will keep each other warm.


Dev,

Thanks for joining in! This is great. Just to clarify, you don't have to use all three prompts (or even the exact words, see my post to Chrissi) but I have to say, I think you did a great job working them into this drabble. Nice work!

Leslie
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 02, 2007, 11:08:16 am
Jack swallowed down the last of the whiskey in his glass.  He was drunk.  He was mad.  He was feeling the need for Ennis inside of him.  Damn, he thought.  If he had known sooner that Lureen was going away for the weekend with Bobby, he could have tried to get together with Ennis.  Not enough time; never enough.

He stood, and swayed in place a little, the whiskey doing it’s best to send him down.  He maneuvered his way, barefooted and shirtless into the bedroom.  Lureen had left in such a hurry, that the clothes she wore to work lay on the floor at the foot of the bed.  He sat, bent over and picked up the blouse, rubbing it against his bare chest.  Sure felt better than denim he thought.  He regarded Lureen’s shoe lying by his foot:  Pointed toe, high heel pumps.  How could she wear those he though.  He let his toe catch the shoe.  He slipped his man’s foot inside the tiny shoe.  He turned his foot back and forth in admiration of the look he achieved.

“Jesus Christ…I’m really queer.” 


186 words
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 02, 2007, 11:19:37 am
No, you can use only one prompt. And you don't necessarily have to use the exact word. For example, say you took "high heeled shoes" and called them "stilettos" or "suede pumps"...that would be fine. I am actually ruminating on cowboy boots which are a form of high heeled shoes, in my view.

The prompts are mostly to spark your creativity and to see how different people "spark" to the different prompts.

Leslie

Thanks Leslie.

Jack swallowed .....
................
“Jesus Christ…I’m really queer.” 

Loved this one  :laugh:
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 02, 2007, 11:39:28 am
Dev,

Thanks for joining in! This is great. Just to clarify, you don't have to use all three prompts (or even the exact words, see my post to Chrissi) but I have to say, I think you did a great job working them into this drabble. Nice work!

Leslie

Thanks for the coax Leslie.   And thanks for the clarification...

Jack swallowed down the last of the whiskey in his glass.  He was drunk.  He was mad.  He was feeling the need for Ennis inside of him.  Damn, he thought.  If he had known sooner that Lureen was going away for the weekend with Bobby, he could have tried to get together with Ennis.  Not enough time; never enough.

He stood, and swayed in place a little, the whiskey doing it’s best to send him down.  He maneuvered his way, barefooted and shirtless into the bedroom.  Lureen had left in such a hurry, that the clothes she wore to work lay on the floor at the foot of the bed.  He sat, bent over and picked up the blouse, rubbing it against his bare chest.  Sure felt better than denim he thought.  He regarded Lureen’s shoe lying by his foot:  Pointed toe, high heel pumps.  How could she wear those he though.  He let his toe catch the shoe.  He slipped his man’s foot inside the tiny shoe.  He turned his foot back and forth in admiration of the look he achieved.

“Jesus Christ…I’m really queer.” 


186 words

LOL you're too funny Scott !
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Post by: mariez on February 02, 2007, 12:11:58 pm
Cant' tell you how much I am loving this thread!  Now I know why I don't write fiction - I am humbled and amazed at the imagination and creativity of these drabbles!



Breakfast would be starting a little late today.


As always, love your writing style, B!  You can really pack a punch in 100 words!

"No fire" - 
Aguirre said and now he freezes his ass off on the mountain.
Fire  -
warm and cozy, with Ennis sitting across him, drinking, sharing his sad story
Fire  -
dies down, brings Ennis to him
Fire -
of passion, Ennis's and his
Camp fires -
countless
Fire -
BBQ with Lureen, the fire not half as warm as on a cold mountain
Fire -
adding fuel to the fire of short leashes and coffepot travels
Fire -
in a crematory, finally consuming him whole


Word count 79

Really loved the way you used the prompt! Very effective - and, wow, I gasped at the end! 


Leslie, looks like we go off topic sometimes though I love everything written here on this thread. 
I know you said we are to use all  three prompts to be included in our drabble.  I'm a bit shy with my posts.  Here goes;

Jack, disappointed settles for the few times they are together each year as he takes another swing off the bottle before handing it to Ennis.  Its gonna be a cold night, but they will keep each other warm.


Please don't be shy - that was wonderful - loved this last paragraph!



“Jesus Christ…I’m really queer.” 

186 words

ROFLMAO!!!   :laugh: - and I really needed that!

Thanks again, everyone!  Keep 'em coming! 

Marie
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Post by: Bigheart on February 02, 2007, 12:46:46 pm
I am really enjoying this thread  :) Thanks once again Penthesilea, Beatrice, Dev and Scott for all the wonderful new drabbles  :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 02, 2007, 01:47:14 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX

Sometimes late in the evening, usually after Jack had gone to bed, Ennis would pull out some of Hal’s old “physique” magazines. He didn’t find the pictures particularly erotic but it gave him a connection to Hal, thinking of him, sitting in this same living room, looking at the same images that Hal had, many years before.

Ennis pulled one off the shelf, noticing the date was October, 1960. It had a drawing by Tom of Finland on the cover. He had come to recognize Tom’s style…handsome men with stylized hair, broad shoulders, molded asses. “I suppose it’s sorta sexy,” Ennis thought, but really wasn’t convinced.

He turned the page to a picture of a man straddling a motorcycle and saw a piece of paper, tightly folded and tucked in the crease. Puzzled, Ennis pulled it out. It was a letter, written in pencil.

October 17, 1963

Dear Hal,

I’m leaving today. We said our goodbyes last night and I guess that means I won’t be seeing you again, won’t be back next summer. I don’t suppose we’ll talk on the phone, gotta make it a clean break.

But I wanted to tell you something, and I am putting it here because I know you like this picture. Hopefully you’ll see this. It might not be for a few weeks or months but that doesn’t matter. I guess I have all the time in the world now.

I love you, Hal. I’ll always love you, I know that. Til the day I die. I am breaking my own heart because I can’t find the courage to live with you. I’m sorry Hal. You’re a better man than me. You deserve better than me. Maybe you’ll find him.

My heart is yours,

Pete


Ennis refolded the paper and put it back in the magazine. “I ain’t lookin’ at this one again,” he thought, as he headed upstairs to his sleeping lover.

(324 words)
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 02, 2007, 01:54:57 pm
Damn you Leslie...damn you damn you damn you.  Where the hell are the kleenex?   :'(
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Post by: mariez on February 02, 2007, 02:06:09 pm
Oh, Leslie.  Any mention of Hal really gets to me - but this was just . . .  oh, my.  :'(

Thanks.

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 02, 2007, 02:26:18 pm


       Jack was tired this morning, he didnt often feel so low and tired.   He just slumped down,
and let his head rest on his forarms.  Maybe ill just rest my eyes.  Before he knew it he was
asleep..He could hear the sound of the clock ticking in the background, and it gave him a
drone to send him farther and farther into sleep..  He was laying close to the fire, and felt
warm and cozy.   tick tick, tick. it was coming closer and closer and closer...Jack, Jack Twist.
This is no place to take a nap...
       It was Mrs Hammermeir, and she slapped him on the shoulder with her magazine,,,and
he saw the beautiful pair of red spiked heels as he opened his eyes....So the Devil really
does wear Prada..
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 02, 2007, 02:31:05 pm
That's funny Janice  ;D
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 02, 2007, 03:37:47 pm
"No fire" - 
Aguirre said and now he freezes his ass off on the mountain.
Fire  -
warm and cozy, with Ennis sitting across him, drinking, sharing his sad story
Fire  -
dies down, brings Ennis to him
Fire -
of passion, Ennis's and his
Camp fires -
countless
Fire -
BBQ with Lureen, the fire not half as warm as on a cold mountain
Fire -
adding fuel to the fire of short leashes and coffepot travels
Fire -
in a crematory, finally consuming him whole

Word count 79

Damn, that sent a shiver!  Incredible imagery.

C*
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 02, 2007, 03:47:58 pm

He regarded Lureen’s shoe lying by his foot:  Pointed toe, high heel pumps.  How could she wear those he though.  He let his toe catch the shoe.  He slipped his man’s foot inside the tiny shoe.  He turned his foot back and forth in admiration of the look he achieved.

“Jesus Christ…I’m really queer.” 


186 words

omg   I'm laughing so hard.   Nice one.   ;)

C*
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Post by: Lumière on February 02, 2007, 03:52:13 pm
This is based on a little poem I wrote a while back .. called:


Through a boy's eyes


He lay there all through the night
Lifeless and sagging in that little ditch.
Dried blood stuck to his many wounds
It was like a bad dream, a horrid sight ..

A little boy barely passed the age of nine
Stood there and took in the sight, the stench.
He felt his old man's hand grip his neck
His heart raced, as chills descended his spine.

That little boy grew up to be a young man
Yet some nights when he'd shut his eyes to sleep
He'd see that shell of a body decaying in the ditch
Abandoned and forgotten on that barren piece of land.

He didn't think he'd ever forget what his old man had said:
"Son, see the ol' fool lying there?  He was a disgustin' queer ..
Destined for hell fire .. his death is less painful than what awaits him .."
Ennis shuddered as he recalled the words, tears flowing quietly as he lay in bed ..


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Post by: Scott6373 on February 02, 2007, 03:56:09 pm
That's lovely Lucise...you also had a photo with the same name that broke my heart.
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Post by: Lumière on February 02, 2007, 05:10:27 pm
That's lovely Lucise...you also had a photo with the same name that broke my heart.

Cheers Scott .. here is the pic..  :)

(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/9f4b56a3.jpg)
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Post by: Bigheart on February 02, 2007, 05:38:39 pm
Aww Milli ~ the poem and the pic are breaking my heart  :'(  But still so beautiful though.....*sigh*

 :-*
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 02, 2007, 06:44:47 pm
"No fire" - 
Aguirre said and now he freezes his ass off on the mountain.
Fire  -
warm and cozy, with Ennis sitting across him, drinking, sharing his sad story
Fire  -
dies down, brings Ennis to him
Fire -
of passion, Ennis's and his
Camp fires -
countless
Fire -
BBQ with Lureen, the fire not half as warm as on a cold mountain
Fire -
adding fuel to the fire of short leashes and coffepot travels
Fire -
in a crematory, finally consuming him whole


Word count 79

                     Man oh man...............shocking...sad................
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 02, 2007, 06:57:36 pm
Cheers Scott .. here is the pic..  :)

(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/9f4b56a3.jpg)
                              Elegant,,,your work is elegant,,as always..

                                                                     janice
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Post by: mariez on February 02, 2007, 07:09:27 pm

  ....  Before he knew it he saw the beautiful pair of red spiked heels as he opened his eyes....So the Devil really does wear Prada..

So clever and so funny!


This is based on a little poem I wrote a while back .. called:

Through a boy's eyes

So beautifully written and so hard to read - as really fine writing sometimes is.  And your artwork is unbelievable! 

Thank you, all.

Marie
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 02, 2007, 07:50:39 pm
This is based on a little poem I wrote a while back .. called:


Through a boy's eyes


He lay there all through the night
Lifeless and sagging in that little ditch.
Dried blood stuck to his many wounds
It was like a bad dream, a horrid sight ..

A little boy barely passed the age of nine
Stood there and took in the sight, the stench.
He felt his old man's hand grip his neck
His heart raced, as chills descended his spine.

That little boy grew up to be a young man
Yet some nights when he'd shut his eyes to sleep
He'd see that shell of a body decaying in the ditch
Abandoned and forgotten on that barren piece of land.

He didn't think he'd ever forget what his old man had said:
"Son, see the ol' fool lying there?  He was a disgustin' queer ..
Destined for hell fire .. his death is less painful than what awaits him .."
Ennis shuddered as he recalled the words, tears flowing quietly as he lay in bed ..



http://www.the-trades.com/article.php?id=5179


Cheers Scott .. here is the pic..  :)

(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/9f4b56a3.jpg)
this beautiful poetry milli.  the pic is  a perfect match..
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Post by: Lumière on February 02, 2007, 11:15:18 pm
Cheers June, Janice, Marie and Dev.  :)


I'll have to find time tomorrow to go back to page one of this thread and read all the drabbles!
This is great!  :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 03, 2007, 08:38:49 am
Such great drabbles, I am loving the variety and creativity that everyone is expressing!

For today, try these on for size:


I have work until about 1 pm, so I won't be posting my contribution until the afternoon. Have fun!

Leslie
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Post by: mariez on February 03, 2007, 11:54:56 am
Newspapers were smooth, that’s what everyone thought. This one was like sandpaper. Every word in the obituary bit into his fingertips. Nobody would ever understand what he felt. He was alone.

Randall crumpled the paper and threw it against the wall.

Oh, excellent!  A perfect drabble.

Midnight Mystery


Very touching - beautifully done.  I hope to read more of your writing!

Thanks, Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 03, 2007, 07:32:44 pm


     Ennis DelMar was going down from Brokeback.  He and Jack weren't

talking.  He had punched Jack.  They had been playin around as always.

Jack had accidentally busted his nose.  He tried to see if it was broken.

As jack was using his own shirt to wipe the blood.  Ennis had just slugged

him.  He was mystified, why had he done that?  He wasn't mad, zactly.

He was all mixed up..  He didnt know why he felt so dam bad.  He had

probly lost the only good friend he ever had.  In all his born days he never

had such a good friend as Jack.. Now it is done. 

     What in hell did i do with my darn shirt.??   Damned Aguirre anyway.
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 03, 2007, 07:53:04 pm
Childress, TX
Fall, 1966

Jack trailed behind Lureen as she pushed the grocery cart down the aisle. He hated going to the grocery store but he figured that as a new husband, this was one of the things he was supposed to do. Besides, she was six months pregnant and it was probably a good idea for him to help with lifting and carrying the grocery bags.

“What kind of jam do you like, Jack? Strawberry or raspberry?”

He shrugged. “Anything’s fine, honey. I don’t really notice, I just like something sweet on my toast.”

“Peanut butter? Skippy or Jif?”

“What’s wrong with the store brand?” he said, picking up the IGA jar. “That’s what my momma always bought. We couldn’t afford the fancy stuff.”

“Oh Jack,” she said, frowning. “There is such a big difference between the real brands and the grocery store brand! My momma only bought Skippy, so I’ll do the same.”

They continued down the aisle, Lureen pausing to put a can of Bush’s beans in the cart.

“No, don’t buy those…buy these instead,” said Jack, as he handed her a can of Bettermost beans.

“No, not these. I hate Bettermost! They are all mushy and too sweet.”

“They’re my favorite.”

Lureen grimaced. “They’re cheap and nasty, Jack. We can afford decent beans. My momma always bought Bush’s.”

Jack shrugged. “Fine. Whatever.”


(222 words)
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 03, 2007, 09:27:19 pm
Childress, TX
Fall, 1966

Jack trailed behind Lureen as she pushed the grocery cart down the aisle.

They continued down the aisle, Lureen pausing to put a can of Bush’s beans in the cart.

“No, don’t buy those…buy these instead,” said Jack, as he handed her a can of Bettermost beans.

“No, not these. I hate Bettermost! They are all mushy and too sweet.”

“They’re my favorite.”

Lureen grimaced. “They’re cheap and nasty, Jack. We can afford decent beans. My momma always bought Bush’s.”

Jack shrugged. “Fine. Whatever.”


(222 words)

awe poor Jack, you're breaking my heart leslie
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Post by: Cameron on February 03, 2007, 09:42:30 pm
Ennis was shopping with Cassie in the grocery store

Cassie always wanted such wierd things, like condiments, and white wine.

Not things that Ennis was used to.

But then they got to the paper ailse.

He picked up a box of Kleenex.  He didn't ever see all these fancy pictures on the tissue boxes before.  Not like he would ever have noticed them before.

He picked up a box with pictures of trees, he stared at them.

Cassie called out to him, "did you get those olives and anchovies?"

He stared at the box, why was the wind blowing so loudly right here in this grocery store?

He put down the box and went back to Cassie, he didn't ask her what anchovies are.

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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 04, 2007, 01:50:53 am
Childress, TX
Fall, 1966

Jack trailed behind Lureen as she pushed the grocery cart down the aisle. He hated going to the grocery store but he figured that as a new husband, this was one of the things he was supposed to do. Besides, she was six months pregnant and it was probably a good idea for him to help with lifting and carrying the grocery bags.

“What kind of jam do you like, Jack? Strawberry or raspberry?”

He shrugged. “Anything’s fine, honey. I don’t really notice, I just like something sweet on my toast.”

“Peanut butter? Skippy or Jif?”

“What’s wrong with the store brand?” he said, picking up the IGA jar. “That’s what my momma always bought. We couldn’t afford the fancy stuff.”

“Oh Jack,” she said, frowning. “There is such a big difference between the real brands and the grocery store brand! My momma only bought Skippy, so I’ll do the same.”

They continued down the aisle, Lureen pausing to put a can of Bush’s beans in the cart.

“No, don’t buy those…buy these instead,” said Jack, as he handed her a can of Bettermost beans.

“No, not these. I hate Bettermost! They are all mushy and too sweet.”

“They’re my favorite.”

Lureen grimaced. “They’re cheap and nasty, Jack. We can afford decent beans. My momma always bought Bush’s.”

Jack shrugged. “Fine. Whatever.”


(222 words)

 this whole drabble is so good..thanks leslie
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Post by: fernly on February 04, 2007, 02:05:57 am
Quote from: goadra
Every word in the obituary bit into his fingertips.

Quote from: goadra
A block of light shone into the living room.
Quote
She didn't see her mother rewrite the note on a second sheet of paper.

Poor Randall.

And then Jr.'s part in the creel case note...

Phrases like poetry, and each drabble utterly convincing.
Thanks so much.
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 04, 2007, 02:45:05 am

     Ennis DelMar was going down from Brokeback.  He and Jack weren't

talking.  He had punched Jack.  They had been playin around as always.

Jack had accidentally busted his nose.  He tried to see if it was broken.

As jack was using his own shirt to wipe the blood.  Ennis had just slugged

him.  He was mystified, why had he done that?  He wasn't mad, zactly.

He was all mixed up..  He didnt know why he felt so dam bad.  He had

probly lost the only good friend he ever had.  In all his born days he never

had such a good friend as Jack.. Now it is done. 

     What in hell did i do with my darn shirt.??   Damned Aguirre anyway.

very very good drabble of Ennis and Jack's last day up on the mountain
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 04, 2007, 09:03:38 am
Not as many drabbles yesterday. Maybe the prompts weren't inspiring, or maybe it's the weekend. Things seemed quiet around Bettermost. Anyway, for today, try these on for size:


Leslie
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 04, 2007, 09:24:52 am
“Ok Jack push.”  Ennis pushed the gas pedal down and he could here the tires spinning, but felt only the rocking of the stuck truck.

“Hell Ennis, I can’t push any harder I’m slippin all over the fuckin place.”  Jack stood up straight and leaned against the back of the truck.

In frustration, Ennis exited the truck and joined with Jack at the rear.  What am I gonna do?  Was supposed to leave an hour ago.”  Ennis slammed his gloved fists against the truck.

“I dunno.  Just can’t get any traction on this ice.  Didn’t know we was supposed to get this storm.  It ain’t my fault.  Maybe if we throw some of the blankets under…”

“Hey wait…”  Ennis went into the cab of the truck and brought out a large bag of birdseed.  “Alma asked me to get this for her.”  He opened the bag and spread the seed under the back tires of the truck.  Ok, let’s try again” He went back and got behind the wheel, started the engine.  “Ok one more try, else I’m gonna have stay here with ya forever.”

Jack sighed heavily, placed his hands against the truck and pushed.  The truck moved easily out of the icy and snowy ruts it had created.

“That did it,” Ennis shouted with enthusiasm.  “Ok buddy…gotta get movin.”  He gunned the engine, stuck a hand out of the window and waved farewell to Jack.

He stood there, alone for a few moments before he moved.  “Damn Alma…damn birds.”  A few winter birds descended to eat their good fortune.

261 words
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 04, 2007, 09:49:37 am
Don Wroe's Cabin
November, 1970


Ennis was shoving another log in the woodstove as Jack came into the cabin, his breath frosty. “Goddamn, Ennis, it must be 100 degrees in here! What the hell are ya doin’?” He shoved his mittens into his pocket as he took off his coat.

“That’s my plan,” said Ennis with a smile.

“What plan?”

“I got me a cabin with a bed, and a woodstove. The only thing missin’ in this picture is naked Jack. I get it hot enough in here and I’ll get that too.”

Jack laughed. “Naked Jack? What if I’m shy, don’t want ta be sittin’ here naked?”

“Ain’t gonna be sittin’, Jack,” said Ennis with a wink.

“Well, I think I know the cure for me bein’ shy.”

“What’s that?”

“Naked Ennis. C’mere, cowboy,” said Jack, with a crook of his finger.

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Post by: Penthesilea on February 04, 2007, 10:45:15 am
When Ennis came home from work, Alma was sitting in the recliner, carriyng a brown paper bag in her lap.

"The girls already asleep?"

"Don't think so. I just brought them to bed. Probably they're still awake, waiting for you."

"What's in the bag?"

"Whool. I'm going to knit mittens and matching scarfs for them for Christmas."

"Uh-uh."

Ennis turned to the girl's room to kiss his daughters good-night.

When he came back to Alma a few minutes later, she had laid out several balls of whool on the little table next to her.
Alma was rummaging in her sewing box, looking for the knitting needles, so she didn't notice the wistful smile on her husband's face when he took one of the balls in his hands.

Blue. The blue of the whool in his hands was so similar to another blue. His girls would have the most beautiful mittens in the world.


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Post by: mariez on February 04, 2007, 01:02:08 pm

He stood there, alone for a few moments before he moved.  “Damn Alma…damn birds.”  A few winter birds descended to eat their good fortune.

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Clever use of the prompt - loved that last paragraph.



“Naked Ennis. C’mere, cowboy,” said Jack, with a crook of his finger.

(135 words)


Yep - Naked Ennis and Naked Jack always works!



Blue. The blue of the whool in his hands was so similar to another blue. His girls would have the most beautiful mittens in the world.


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Awww. . . sniff.  They sure would.

Thanks, everyone.  Love this thread!

Marie
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Post by: el_wing on February 04, 2007, 01:27:54 pm
It's for the Birds

Jack sat beside the woodstove, warming his hands. No mittens, no gloves. But they'd had a good time, Ennis 'n him. Never though Ennis would be up fer a snowball fight. Jack smiled. Ennis had acted like a damn kid again. Never forget the way he'd tackled Jack, both landin' face first down in the snow then rollin' around like it was a field a daisies instead wet snow.

"What are ya doin' in there Ennis? Ain't ya cold?"

"Be right there. Gettin' ya something."

"Now ya got me down right curious." Jack scooted around, lookin’ ta see what Ennis was up to in the kitchen.

"Hold yer horses Rodeo. I'm comin'."


"I’m comin’-- now them are words I like ta hear. Better git in here soon. I need warmin' up better then this fire is a'doin'."

Jack looked up and there Ennis stood with a shit eatin' grin on his face, hangin' onto this thing danglin' from a string.

"What the hell is that?" Jack asked.

"Ya said ya liked watchin' the birds from the window. Made this fer you. Junior showed me how. Ya take an apple, spread peanut butter on it then roll it in bird seed."

"Yer becomin’ a regular walkin' ‘Hints from Heloise’ ain't ya Ennis!"

"Shut up, er I'll make you eat this instead of the birds."

"Other things I'd rather be eatin' right now."

Jack took the gift out of Ennis’ hand.

“It’s right nice Ennis. Thank ya.” Jack lead Ennis up to the woodstove. “Now, come here and git me warm.”



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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 04, 2007, 02:54:24 pm
“Ok Jack push.”  Ennis pushed the gas pedal down and he could here the tires spinning, but felt only the rocking of the stuck truck.

“Hell Ennis, I can’t push any harder I’m slippin all over the fuckin place.”  Jack stood up straight and leaned against the back of the truck.

In frustration, Ennis exited the truck and joined with Jack at the rear.  What am I gonna do?  Was supposed to leave an hour ago.”  Ennis slammed his gloved fists against the truck.

“I dunno.  Just can’t get any traction on this ice.  Didn’t know we was supposed to get this storm.  It ain’t my fault.  Maybe if we throw some of the blankets under…”

“Hey wait…”  Ennis went into the cab of the truck and brought out a large bag of birdseed.  “Alma asked me to get this for her.”  He opened the bag and spread the seed under the back tires of the truck.  Ok, let’s try again” He went back and got behind the wheel, started the engine.  “Ok one more try, else I’m gonna have stay here with ya forever.”

Jack sighed heavily, placed his hands against the truck and pushed.  The truck moved easily out of the icy and snowy ruts it had created.

“That did it,” Ennis shouted with enthusiasm.  “Ok buddy…gotta get movin.”  He gunned the engine, stuck a hand out of the window and waved farewell to Jack.

He stood there, alone for a few moments before he moved.  “Damn Alma…damn birds.”  A few winter birds descended to eat their good fortune.

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                         Awww Scott,,,poor Jack yet again....        great one                janice
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 04, 2007, 02:58:29 pm
It's for the Birds

Jack sat beside the woodstove, warming his hands. No mittens, no gloves. But they'd had a good time, Ennis 'n him. Never though Ennis would be up fer a snowball fight. Jack smiled. Ennis had acted like a damn kid again. Never forget the way he'd tackled Jack, both landin' face first down in the snow then rollin' around like it was a field a daisies instead wet snow.

"What are ya doin' in there Ennis? Ain't ya cold?"

"Be right there. Gettin' ya something."



like this el

"Now ya got me down right curious." Jack scooted around, lookin’ ta see what Ennis was up to in the kitchen.

"Hold yer horses Rodeo. I'm comin'."


"I’m comin’-- now them are words I like ta hear. Better git in here soon. I need warmin' up better then this fire is a'doin'."

Jack looked up and there Ennis stood with a shit eatin' grin on his face, hangin' onto this thing danglin' from a string.

"What the hell is that?" Jack asked.

"Ya said ya liked watchin' the birds from the window. Made this fer you. Junior showed me how. Ya take an apple, spread peanut butter on it then roll it in bird seed."

"Yer becomin’ a regular walkin' ‘Hints from Heloise’ ain't ya Ennis!"

"Shut up, er I'll make you eat this instead of the birds."

"Other things I'd rather be eatin' right now."

Jack took the gift out of Ennis’ hand.

“It’s right nice Ennis. Thank ya.” Jack lead Ennis up to the woodstove. “Now, come here and git me warm.”



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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 04, 2007, 03:23:38 pm
    Jack Twist is sitting by the woodstove, right up near, and as close as a person can get.!  Still he
cant get warm.  Ennis told him one of the reasons he got this cabin, was because he was always
complainin about the cold... Dam i just cant seem to get warm any more no matter what i do.
    Jack sits and wonders where did Ennis get off to anyway?  He must be out feeding the horses.
He always was the one that got up so early..Jack preferring to sleep in every chance he got..
Being in bed was also a way of staying covered and helped him  feel warmer.   Jack moved even
closer to the fire..Damn  if i get any closer ill be sitting on the dam thang.  About that time he looks
in the corner of the room, and sees a box of extra woolen clothes, must've been left by  Roes
family.  Consideres, and decides to get the red pair of mittens laying there, and put them on his freezing hands.. dont care if  I look like adang girl..Ennis is sure to give him hell when he gets in here..
Jack sits and waits what seems forever, and wonders "what in hell" " i forgot !!"I forgot, im dead."
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Post by: mariez on February 04, 2007, 04:22:08 pm
.....

"Yer becomin’ a regular walkin' ‘Hints from Heloise’ ain't ya Ennis!"

"Shut up, er I'll make you eat this instead of the birds."

"Other things I'd rather be eatin' right now."

Jack took the gift out of Ennis’ hand.

“It’s right nice Ennis. Thank ya.” Jack lead Ennis up to the woodstove. “Now, come here and git me warm.”


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Nice use of the prompts!  "Hints from Heloise" - good one, Jack!   :laugh:


Jack sits and waits what seems forever, and wonders "what in hell" " i forgot !!"I forgot, im dead."
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GASP!!!  Oh, Janice - you're good at this!  More, please.

Thanks, all.

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 05, 2007, 07:58:40 am
Good morning!

Thanks to Chrissi (Penthesilea) for today's prompts!


Leslie
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Post by: injest on February 05, 2007, 08:25:41 am
    Jack Twist is sitting by the woodstove, right up near, and as close as a person can get.!  Still he
cant get warm.  Ennis told him one of the reasons he got this cabin, was because he was always
complainin about the cold... Dam i just cant seem to get warm any more no matter what i do.
    Jack sits and wonders where did Ennis get off to anyway?  He must be out feeding the horses.
He always was the one that got up so early..Jack preferring to sleep in every chance he got..
Being in bed was also a way of staying covered and helped him  feel warmer.   Jack moved even
closer to the fire..Damn  if i get any closer ill be sitting on the dam thang.  About that time he looks
in the corner of the room, and sees a box of extra woolen clothes, must've been left by  Roes
family.  Consideres, and decides to get the red pair of mittens laying there, and put them on his freezing hands.. dont care if  I look like adang girl..Ennis is sure to give him hell when he gets in here..
Jack sits and waits what seems forever, and wonders "what in hell" " i forgot !!"I forgot, im dead."
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Dang Janice....ya got me...didn't see that end coming...

(Love this thread...easy to read, clever, SHORT stories....GREAT IDEA for a thread, Leslie)
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 05, 2007, 08:54:54 am
Dang Janice....ya got me...didn't see that end coming...

(Love this thread...easy to read, clever, SHORT stories....GREAT IDEA for a thread, Leslie)

Thank you, Jess. I am really glad this thread has taken off and is being so well received, by writers (old and new) and readers alike.

Now, back to thinking on today's prompts...hmmm.....

Leslie
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Post by: el_wing on February 05, 2007, 12:51:12 pm
Eight Minutes

The glove compartment fell open. There was his card. One thumb fumbled as he turned it over, the other thumb trembled as he wiped a tear.

He didn’t think. Just got out of the truck and went to the phone booth. Shut the door and stood, jaw tightenin'. Dialed the numbers. Waited--not knowin’ for what or for why. He looked out the dirty windows at nothin’ in particular as the phone line hummed a lonely song.

Jack’s wife answered.

Eight minutes later, Ennis sat inside his truck.

A flash of lightening and clap of thunder sounded as the sky opened, pounding the windshield like tomorrow and today would be washed away.

Ennis laid his head on the steering wheel.

Yesterday was all Ennis had.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 05, 2007, 01:22:25 pm
Good morning!

Thanks to Chrissi (Penthesilea) for today's prompts!

  • eight
  • roof
  • glove compartment

Leslie
         Well its eight o cloct in the evening, and Ennis has to be up early in

the morning.  The road back from Brokeback is wet and he is having trouble

seeing the road.  He has to squint through the tears and the wipers.

 The rain on the street and inside the truck match the

rain on the roof... His face is pierced with the pain he feels.  His mind

returns to the glove box of the truck.  The only remnants of Jack that

he still has..  Those worn and tearstained cards..He was gonna put them

to rest up on the mountain, that was his intent.  However when time

to do it came.  All he could think of was, it would be like killing Jack all

over again to burn them cards,,,so he just put them back in the box, an

started back to riverton.  Well Jack,  "I swear,"
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 05, 2007, 01:27:39 pm
Saturday morning, March 5th 1966
The cold wind seemed to blow right through him as Ennis attempted to balance himself on the the roof of of his rented old farmhouse. Hands nearly frozen in an effort to secure the TV antenna that had once again blown down the night before. He knew his two girls, Junior and Jenny looked forward all week to Saturday cartoons. Ice cold tools, numb fingers, awkward  antenna apparatus made slow progress. Finally the last bolt tightened Ennis stood back looking at his efforts. Still wobbling the the fierce wind the antenna looked like it would hold...at least through another night.
Satisfied for now Ennis gathered up his tools and headed for the ladder propped up against the house. Just before he reached it he looked to the north, thought he could see the far distant silhouette of the Big Horns. His thoughts turned to the that summer now nearly two years ago he had spent on Brokeback. Growing up he never thought he would know such happiness, beautiful splendor of the surrounding peaks, trees that rose to the heavens, warm campfires at night ...and Jack. Nothing the Lord had in heaven could be better than his time on Brokeback he thought. Ennis remained there for a moment no longer feeling the biting of the wind but the warmth of of his days spent at Brokeback.
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 05, 2007, 01:48:36 pm
“Well, I guess we’ll pack up in the mornin’, I’ll head ta Lightning Flat,” said Jack, poking at the embers of the campfire with a stick. “My daddy says a bunch a shingles blew off the roof in that last big storm we had. I’ll be spendin’ a few days helpin’ him fix that.”

“Wish I could go with ya,” said Ennis, softly. “We’d get the job done in no time.”

Jack looked at him, a myriad of answers running through his mind.

”Yeah, I’d love ta have ya help me…and have ya meet my folks. Mebbe then we could make this relationship real.”

“When ya say things like that, ya twist the knife, Ennis. You don’t know how much it hurts.”

“Bet yer better with a hammer n nails than I am, Ennis. You could do the whole job by yerself in half the time it’ll take me.”

“What’s stopping you? Get in the truck, let’s go.”


But all Jack said was, “Ya got yer girls, Ennis, and yer job. I know ya can’t take anymore time off.”

Ennis nodded. “Yeah. That’s it.”

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Post by: mariez on February 05, 2007, 01:55:10 pm
Eight Minutes

A flash of lightening and clap of thunder sounded as the sky opened, pounding the windshield like tomorrow and today would be washed away.

Ennis laid his head on the steering wheel.

Yesterday was all Ennis had.

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I can picture that so perfectly!   :'(


All he could think of was, it would be like killing Jack all

over again to burn them cards,,,so he just put them back in the box, an

started back to riverton.  Well Jack,  "I swear,"

Damn, Janice - you really get me with your endings. 


Saturday morning, March 5th 1966
....Nothing the Lord had in heaven could be better than his time on Brokeback he thought. Ennis remained there for a moment no longer feeling the biting of the wind but the warmth of of his days spent at Brokeback.

Sigh.  That is so poignant.



But all Jack said was, “Ya got yer girls, Ennis, and yer job. I know ya can’t take anymore time off.”

Ennis nodded. “Yeah. That’s it.”

(185 words)


Ahh, Leslie.  That great chasm between what was in their hearts and minds and the reality of their lives.  So, so sad. 

Thank you, all - really beautiful writing.

Marie
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Post by: el_wing on February 05, 2007, 02:16:51 pm
I like the results of this prompt best so far. The ending are all particularly good. ;)
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Post by: Lumière on February 05, 2007, 02:19:49 pm
Wow .. awesome drabbles everyone!  :D
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Post by: Lumière on February 05, 2007, 02:31:00 pm
Lemme throw this in ...  :)
 

He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he struggled to concentrate on his driving.  He was a nervous wreck.  He'd quit smoking about three times that month, yet he'd always found a reason to go looking for another cigarette.  Sometimes it was Lureen, most times it was L.D., now this.  Jack momentarily looked away from the road as he reached for his 'emergency' pack of cigarettes hidden in the glove compartment.  He sighed in relief when he saw there were two left.

His eyes returned to the road as he smoked on a cigarette, his mind reverting once more to his dilemma.

'I don't know if I can actually go through with this,' he mumbled to himself. 'Shit.'

A drag from the cigarette.

'What does he expect me to do?  I been askin', even pleadin', yet he won't budge .. always fuckin' excuses.  The sumbitch!  I don't know why I keep torturin’ myself!'

Another drag from the cigarette.

Jack stopped at the ‘Lucky 8’ gas station outside town for a refill, he noticed a public telephone beside the checkout counter.  He dug into his pockets, pulled out a handful of coins, threw a couple in and dialed the familiar number, his hands trembling.

"Oh hey!  Ennis, it's me, Jack.  How you been?"  A little smile crept up on his face as he heard the familiar voice.  He listened in disbelief for a moment, his eyes wide. “Really??  Next Friday, hunh? And a week off too!  Damn cowboy, yer making an ol’ man very happy just now!  I’ll be there!” he beamed. “See you Friday .. yeah.. bye..”..

Jack sat in his truck a few moments later, his head against the steering wheel, a smile on his lips.  ‘Damn, I got it bad, after all these years. He utters few words and I get jelly knees.  Damn short fuckin’ leash he keeps me on, the sumbitch.  Guess this camping trip with Randall will have to wait.’

His mind at peace for a time, Jack turned his truck around, this time bound for Childress.

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Post by: Penthesilea on February 05, 2007, 04:44:02 pm
Jack hadn't seen the truck with the semitrailer. Hadn't seen it coming. He didn't know what had hit their car, what had happened and how. But he remembered the feeling, unreal, slow-motion like, and he saw what happened after the crash. He saw the street swirling around them, when in fact it was their vehicle spinning on the asphalt. He saw the edge of the street and the slope behind it coming closer. His eyes closed reflexively, as like they didn't want to see what followed.

The car slid down the slope, overturned a few times, finally laid still on its roof. It took him a moment to reorientate, then he untangled his limbs and looked after his passenger.

"Ennis?"

Ennis laid beside him. He looked fine, no blood to be seen. But he was too still. He didn't move, he didn't say anything, his eyes stayed closed.

"Ennis?"

Within a split second Jack panicked.

"ENNIS!"

The grunt he got in return from his man was the most beautiful sound Jack had heard in his life.


Eight weeks later, another truck hit another car at the exact same spot on Wesner's Creek Road. A whole family of five was extinguished.

When Jack read it, he dropped the newspaper, ignored Ennis' puzzled look and went to the bathroom. He looked closely at the little scar their accident had left on his temple.
Ennis followed a few minutes later. They embraced without words. Life was precious.


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Post by: Penthesilea on February 05, 2007, 05:05:55 pm
OMG! I absolute agree with el_wing. Today's drabbles are all very special.


Yesterday was all Ennis had.

You killed me ded here el_wing.


“When ya say things like that, ya twist the knife, Ennis. You don’t know how much it hurts.”


Do you know Leslie?

I've always been torn about canon pieces. Some are so damn good, I wouldn't want to miss them. But sometimes I feel like I already had enough heartbreak from Mrs. Proulx and don't want any more of it.
Some days I read canon, more days I avoid it like the plague. Does this make any sense?
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 05, 2007, 05:06:50 pm
Septemper 24, 1967

Jack took a drag from his cigarette looked at his watch ,the hands telling him it was just past 4:30. On the road since long before dawn the speedometer on his 1966 Ford F-100 pickup pointing well into the red line   that ran from 70 MPH to 120 most of the way. His stomach tied in knots, pulling tighter with each passing mile as he drew closer thinking what in the hell was he going to say to him, how would Ennis ...react...greet him. Passing a sign on HWY 26 Riverton 5 miles Jack popped open the glovebox taking out the AAA map of Riverton and Lender (they had to ordered it for the Childress branch office taking a week to come), spreading it's folds over the bench seat. Soon he would hit the first stoplight in Riverton, and drive the final few blocks of his four year journey.

You didn't think I could resist 'glovebox' did you?
Mark
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Post by: el_wing on February 05, 2007, 05:21:57 pm
Septemper 24, 1967

Jack took a drag from his cigarette looked at his watch ,the hands telling him it was just past 4:30. On the road since long before dawn the speedometer on his 1966 Ford F-100 pickup pointing well into the red zone that ran from 70 MPH to 120 most of the way. His stomach tied in knots, pulling tighter with each passing mile as he drew closer thinking what in the hell was he going to say to him, how would Ennis ...react...greet him. Passing a sign on HWY 26 Riverton 5 miles Jack popped open the glovebox taking out the AAA map of Riverton and Lender (they had to ordered it for the Childress branch office taking a week to come), spreading it's folds over the bench seat. Soon he would hit the first stoplight in Riverton, and drive the final few blocks of his four year journey.

You didn't think I could resist 'glovebox' did you?
Mark

Wow, these keep getting better and better. What I like about this one is how much the description and anticipation come togther like that AAA road map. Great writing.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 05, 2007, 05:35:11 pm
Septemper 24, 1967

Jack took a drag from his cigarette looked at his watch ,the hands telling him it was just past 4:30. On the road since long before dawn the speedometer on his 1966 Ford F-100 pickup pointing well into the red zone that ran from 70 MPH to 120 most of the way. His stomach tied in knots, pulling tighter with each passing mile as he drew closer thinking what in the hell was he going to say to him, how would Ennis ...react...greet him. Passing a sign on HWY 26 Riverton 5 miles Jack popped open the glovebox taking out the AAA map of Riverton and Lender (they had to ordered it for the Childress





branch office taking a week to come), spreading it's folds over the bench seat. Soon he would hit the first stoplight in Riverton, and drive the final few blocks of his four year journey.

You didn't think I could resist 'glovebox' did you?
Mark

               Glovebox got you good...liked this a lot.
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Post by: louisev on February 05, 2007, 08:59:02 pm
Marathon read!

For the past week since this thread was formed I have heard about all of the great contributions here and so many people penning drabbles, and it really made me feel a whole lot better about my own productivity (in the BBM Fanfic department) slowing down, even though I could not read or contribute.  But - what a treat!

I am amazed and delighted at reading things by people I never even knew had a desire to write!  And to all of you I did not get to greet on your way in the door due to my Crazy February - welcome!  Welcome!
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 05, 2007, 10:04:43 pm
Hey Louise, welcome!

Glad to have you here. Hopefully some of the prompts will inspire you for a drabble...

Others: we had our first "non-Leslie" contribution this morning (from Chrissi, thanks again!). If others have ideas or suggestions, send them my way via PM....please!!

Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 06, 2007, 07:21:22 am
Good morning all,

As the drabblefest continues, use these prompts for inspiration today:


Leslie
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Post by: mariez on February 06, 2007, 08:22:07 am
Lemme throw this in ...  :)
 
"Oh hey!  Ennis, it's me, Jack.  How you been?"  A little smile crept up on his face as he heard the familiar voice.  He listened in disbelief for a moment, his eyes wide. “Really??  Next Friday, hunh? And a week off too!  Damn cowboy, yer

His mind at peace for a time, Jack turned his truck around, this time bound for Childress.[/color]

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Aww. . . . "at peace for a time. "  - nicely done!



Ennis followed a few minutes later. They embraced without words. Life was precious.


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Yes, it is.  Thanks for that.

Septemper 24, 1967

Jack took a drag from his cigarette looked at his watch ,the hands telling him it was just past 4:30. On the road since long before dawn the speedometer on his 1966 Ford F-100 pickup pointing well into the red line   that ran from 70 MPH to 120 most of the way. His stomach tied in knots, pulling tighter with each passing mile as he drew closer thinking what in the hell was he going to say to him, how would Ennis ...react...greet him. Passing a sign on HWY 26 Riverton 5 miles Jack popped open the glovebox taking out the AAA map of Riverton and Lender (they had to ordered it for the Childress branch office taking a week to come), spreading it's folds over the bench seat. Soon he would hit the first stoplight in Riverton, and drive the final few blocks of his four year journey.

You didn't think I could resist 'glovebox' did you?
Mark

Love how you packed so much into that paragraph - very effective.

You're all so great!

Thanks, Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 06, 2007, 12:53:28 pm
Clay Pot

Thursday, September 20, 1984: Jack and Ennis are in Fort Collins, Colorado at the the Centennial Livestock Auction bidding on some stock for their new purchased ranch The Broken Arrow near Fort Morgan. Hard at work nearly all of their waking hours bringing the spread up to par the pair are enjoying a rare excursion.

At noontime taking a break from the stands Ennis and Jack head over to the food stands, Ennis selecting a barbecue beef sandwich with  potato salad and coleslaw, Jack had ribs with the same sides.  Strolling back to the stands they made a path thru a few rows of flea market vendors.

"Jack, look!" Ennis said pointing down to a large brown ceramic pot among a various clay wares in the stand.

"Fancy pot". Jack looking down.

Ennis picked it up admiring the dark enamel with the contrasting off white around the lip. Nearly two feet tall and a foot circumference, the pot glistened in the sun. "C"n we get it Jack?"

"Ya want it Ennis?" Jack looking at Ennis.

"Yeah Jack....might put it by the fireplace....huh?"

"You really want it ...don't cha?"

"Yeah...you know...it'll be the first thing...we ever got...together....you know that we didn't need...somethin' special."

"All right." Jack smiled back at Ennis. 'We'll git it."

Ennis beamed, clutching the pot lacing his fingers.

"Sir how much?"

"$15.00 sir, very good deal." Jack reach into his wallet.

For the rest of the day Ennis held tightly onto the Clay pot, both arms draped around it while they sat in the stand bidding on stock for their ranch, walked through stalls inspecting cattle, checking out different types of feed. After a hearty supper of beer batter fried catfish, dusk falling as the pair make their way back to the parking lot Jack leaned ageist Ennis. "So you really like your new pot?"

"Our pot". Ennis looked back.

"Our pot." Jack looked back, smiled proudly at Ennis.

"Mind driving back home bud?" Ennis looked at Jack.

"Don't cha trust me to hold the pot" Jack smiled back.

"Course Ah do. Just don't trust ya ta stay awake is all." Ennis smirked. "Seem every time we go ta town yer snoring yer head off five miles into the interstrate in the ride home. So loud couldn't even here a siren if one went by!"

"All right then...don't mind a bit."

"Don't worry none Jack. Ah 'll talk ta ya the whole way so you wont get sleepy." Sure Jack Thought.

Five miles east off Interstate 25 Ennis's head fell back against the bench seat,  mouth open, snoring still clutching the ceramic pot. Jack turned off at the Windsor exit on HWY 34, took a heavy horse blanket from in the behind the seat wrapped the pot, secured it on the floor in front of Ennis. Then he stretched Ennis out, feet facing the passanger door..

"Are....we...home....already....bud....." Ennis eyes still closed

"Not yet cowboy, bout 30 or so miles ta go..." 

"Zzzzzzzzzzz.......Zzzzzzzzzzzzz........

Jack put the truck in gear, Ennis's head in his lap, started back on the highway with a slight lurch (he was no longer used to a clutch), rested his hand in Ennis's head after he had gotten truck in high the reminder of the ride home.

 

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 06, 2007, 04:32:39 pm

     Jack lay back on the bedroll.  It is a new time in his short life.  He is
crazy for somebody,, Crazy for that damned Cowboy.  Man!  Since i seen him
standin out front of damned Joe Aguirres trailor.  Shit boy you're like a
stupid giddy schoolgirl.  He could feel his gut grab and his insides heat up
evertime he even  thought on him.  I think i'll just ride on out, and check on
that boy.  See if he is mad at me, still.....
      Hell! im lucky he didnt jus shoot me.  Thought he might.  But instead
he gis grunted and took off. 
      Oh man am i toast.  I git het up ever time i see him.  Its all i can do to
act normal..Hope he dont notice me getting lit up like a damn candle when
he even looks on me.. I can feel my whol face turnin.
      Ennis. Ennis, i can still feel him inside me,,all the time,,it just wont go
away.  Wonder if thats the brand a bein queer.
     Guess i better git on out there and wash them dam clothes.. sure aint the thing i'd rather be doing right now.  Wonder if he'll even come back
tonight? 
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Post by: mariez on February 06, 2007, 04:50:13 pm
Clay Pot
....

"Our pot". Ennis looked back.

"Our pot." Jack looked back, smiled proudly at Ennis.

"Their" pot!  Yeah!!!

 ...
  
      Hell! im lucky he didnt jus shoot me.  Thought he might.  But instead
he gis grunted and took off. 
      Oh man am i toast.  I git het up ever time i see him.  .....


You really captured Jack, Janice!

Thanks!  Marie
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Post by: one_of_one on February 06, 2007, 07:00:12 pm

Since we are early on in the drabblefest, and everyone is learning their way, let's keep things light and easy. But I would like to remind folks....1) drabbles are supposed to be written in response to the prompts that are given; and 2) length is 100-300 words. While I am not going to truncate someone's story at exactly 300 words, it would be nice if you could stay in that range, ie +50/100 words over, max.


100 words is a drabble, 200 words is a drouble and I'm not sure whether 300 is a trabble or a trouble!  LOL  But the original point to them before a drabble drifted to mean anything on the short side was to challenge the writer to say what they had to say with a restricted number of words.

From Wiki:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drabble

Not that it matters, just thought I'd mention the "official" classification of drabbles, if anyone is interested.   :)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 06, 2007, 07:05:32 pm
100 words is a drabble, 200 words is a drouble and I'm not sure whether 300 is a trabble or a trouble!  LOL  But the original point to them before a drabble drifted to mean anything on the short side was to challenge the writer to say what they had to say with a restricted number of words.

From Wiki:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drabble

Not that it matters, just thought I'd mention the "official" classification of drabbles, if anyone is interested.   :)

Oh, my '300-worders' are definitely 'trouble.'     ;)    lol   
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 06, 2007, 07:21:25 pm
100 words is a drabble, 200 words is a drouble and I'm not sure whether 300 is a trabble or a trouble!  LOL  But the original point to them before a drabble drifted to mean anything on the short side was to challenge the writer to say what they had to say with a restricted number of words.

From Wiki:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drabble

Not that it matters, just thought I'd mention the "official" classification of drabbles, if anyone is interested.   :)

Wow, Helen, I never knew that! Thanks for that info...

But for our little drabblefest, we'll stick with the 100-300 words guidelines...even if we are writing troubles!

Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 06, 2007, 07:23:12 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX

Jack was in the kitchen, pushing down the lever on the toaster, when Ennis came it. “What’re ya doin’?” he asked.

“Makin’ myself a late night snack of toast and peanut butter,” said Jack. He peered into the toaster, waiting for it to pop, and when it did, no toast came out. “Oh damn,” he muttered, “stuck again. We need to buy a new toaster, Ennis, this thing’s a piece of shit.” He reached into the drawer and pulled out a knife, sticking it in the toaster to fish out the bread.

“Jack, no! Don’t stick a knife in there…!” But before the words were out of his mouth, sparks flew and suddenly all the rooms on the first floor of the house went dark.

“Ah, shit. I must’ve blown a fuse.”

Ennis rummaged in a drawer, pulling out a flashlight. He clicked the switch but…nothing. “Goddamn, Jack, what’s wrong with the flashlight? Why ain’t the batteries workin’?”

“I don’t know. Here, lemme light this candle,” and with the whisk of a match, the circle of light illuminated the room.

“Gimme that, I’ll go change the fuse.” Ennis headed down the stairs to the basement.

Jack waited, but no lights came on. He heard swearing and then Ennis reappeared at the head of the stairs. “We don’t have the right fuckin’ fuse!” he yelled. “What kind of a house is this? No batteries? No fuses?”

“Calm down, babe,” said Jack, taking the candle from his hand. “We’ll go to town tomorrow and get all a this stuff…and a new toaster. Meanwhile, let’s go to bed.”

“Bed?”

“Yeah. We don’t need any lights for what we’re gonna do there.”

“Don’t you want your snack?”

“I ain’t hungry anymore,” said Jack with a wink.

 (292 words)
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Post by: Lumière on February 06, 2007, 08:11:49 pm
May I dabble in the drabbles abit more?  ;)


Sad streams by the river

He'd decided to make the trip one last time.
He wasn't sure he could handle being up there alone ..
Especially at this time -
The memories cutting through him like a razor
The nightmares infecting the remnants of his sanity.
Yet ..
He'd decided to make one more trip..

He sat on a rock by the river, his head in his hands..
They'd camped here for years, at least once a year.
He recalled the days of their youth -
How they'd sat around by the fire on this very spot
How they'd overindulged on the whiskey
How he'd watch Jack bathing in the river,
His body glistening in the sun, breathtaking, beautiful..
How they'd made love till they were worn
Giddy and exhausted from their passion ..

He wiped the streams of tears leaking from his swollen eyes,
A sob escaped his throat, his shoulders trembled.
Darkness descended upon the mountain,
The sound of crickets chirping and
The soothing music of the flowing river filled the air.
He sat still on that rock by the river,
A single candle burning by his side
His head still in his hands, shivering from the cold ..

He reached into the old canvas bag beside his feet
And pulled out the stained blue denim shirt.
He held it to his lips, then he managed to speak..
"Lil' darlin, I'm sorry I couldn't bring ya up here like ya wanted..
What did ya go and do that for? Leaving me like this?
I know you were angry with me, I know I let you down..
If yer trying to punish me ..  well, yer succeedin'..
You know yer all I got ..
What did ya go and do that for, Jack? Huh? "
His lips trembled, fresh streams flowed ..

~303 words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 06, 2007, 09:13:16 pm
     

        Very emotional Lucise, you are giving me goosebumps with the
talent that you display,                                              Janice
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on February 06, 2007, 10:20:34 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX


Jack was in the kitchen, pushing down the lever on the toaster, when Ennis came it. “What’re ya doin’?” he asked.

“Makin’ myself a late night snack of toast and peanut butter,” said Jack. He peered into the toaster, waiting for it to pop, and when it did, no toast came out.

......

Now, we know your Jack doesn't really need that toast for his peanut butter, Leslie!   ;)  Your guys always make me smile!


May I dabble in the drabbles abit more?  ;)

Sad streams by the river

~303 words

From giddy to heartbreaking ... I'm really feeling his anguish.  Yes, please keep dabbling!

Thanks again, Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 06, 2007, 11:28:33 pm

   "  Thats the last of it Jack."
   "  Did you get my pot.."
   "  Your pot?..we smoked it"
   "  Not that pot."
   "  My pot pot!"
   "  What pot pot?"
   "  The pot i grow the pot in."
   "  Ya brung that with ya?"
   "  Yep"
   "  What in gods name for Jack fuckin Twist?"
   "  jus in case Lureen might find it."
   "  So ya grow yer own pot, in a pot?"
   "  Yeah ,,what about it."
   "  Heloise says you have to match the size of the plant to the
      size ah the pot,,,!  So i bought this big ole clay pot..  dang,
      im hoping this dam pot  gits as big as the pot i put it in".
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 07, 2007, 01:44:04 am
   "  Thats the last of it Jack."
   "  Did you get my pot.."
   "  Your pot?..we smoked it"
   "  Not that pot."
   "  My pot pot!"
   "  What pot pot?"
   "  The pot i grow the pot in."
   "  Ya brung that with ya?"
   "  Yep"
   "  What in gods name for Jack fuckin Twist?"
   "  jus in case Lureen might find it."
   "  So ya grow yer own pot, in a pot?"
   "  Yeah ,,what about it."
   "  Heloise says you have to match the size of the plant to the
      size ah the pot,,,!  So i bought this big ole clay pot..  dang,
      im hoping this dam pot  gits as big as the pot i put it in".

LOL   I'm laughing so hard, I just sprayed water all over my keyboard.   LOL
That is the funniest thing I've ever read in my life.   LOL   
Okay, I'm still laughing.  Hard to laugh and type at the same time.    ;)   hehehe   

C*
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 07, 2007, 04:50:19 am
LOL   I'm laughing so hard, I just sprayed water all over my keyboard.   LOL
That is the funniest thing I've ever read in my life.   LOL   
Okay, I'm still laughing.  Hard to laugh and type at the same time.    ;)   hehehe   

C*

                  Thanks a lot.  I am really glad you liked it...Had fun, doin it                                                                    Janice
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Post by: el_wing on February 07, 2007, 05:37:34 am
May I dabble in the drabbles abit more?  ;)

Sad streams by the river

What did ya go and do that for, Jack? Huh? "
His lips trembled, fresh streams flowed ..
/color]

You  have me crying. And it's too early in the morning for this. Hand me kleenex, please!

 
   "  Heloise says you have to match the size of the plant to the
      size ah the pot,,,!  So i bought this big ole clay pot..  dang,
      im hoping this dam pot  gits as big as the pot i put it in".

LOL, there goes Heloise again! You know, she'd right about that little fact!

This a lot of fun. Sorry I didn't have time to participate yesterday, but it's just as fun to see what everyone else is up to!
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 07, 2007, 06:55:09 am
Good morning everyone!

For today's drabbles, mariez suggested the prompts.


Have fun, everyone, and thanks Marie for the suggestion!

Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 07, 2007, 09:38:07 am
Oh, we made the Bettermost news! If you look on the home page of the forum, in the banner at the top, there's a link to this thread! Maybe some new folks will come and join us for the fest!

Leslie
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 07, 2007, 09:45:54 am
   "  Thats the last of it Jack."
   "  Did you get my pot.."
   "  Your pot?..we smoked it"
   "  Not that pot."
   "  My pot pot!"
   "  What pot pot?"
   "  The pot i grow the pot in."
   "  Ya brung that with ya?"
   "  Yep"
   "  What in gods name for Jack fuckin Twist?"
   "  jus in case Lureen might find it."
   "  So ya grow yer own pot, in a pot?"
   "  Yeah ,,what about it."
   "  Heloise says you have to match the size of the plant to the
      size ah the pot,,,!  So i bought this big ole clay pot..  dang,
      im hoping this dam pot  gits as big as the pot i put it in".

LMAO  You are too funny janice!  I cant wait to see what you come up with today. 

Good morning everyone!

For today's drabbles, mariez suggested the prompts.

  • Dripping faucet/spigot
  • Perfume
  • Eyeglasses

Have fun, everyone, and thanks Marie for the suggestion!

Leslie

I like the prompts you picked today Marie!  I might even try to write a drabble myself.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 07, 2007, 01:47:47 pm

   "  Jack schooch over a bit bud."  "h.uhh"  "Move over."  "what a ya want?"  I need to git up..   "Gotta piss, an do somp'en bout
that dang drippy faucet."  "I dont wanna move, aint sure i even can yet"  "i Think you fucked my brains out on that last one cowboy.
My dang cock is glued to my leg since we fell asleep."  "Its gonna peel the skin off ifn i move."  "Well what'cha want ta do about it."
"I gotta get up Jack." 
   " We got any more a that rotgut left."  "Don't know?  Mebe a little."  "Whatcha gonna do with it ,,?  "Thought i mite pour some
of it on yer ass if that mite git ya movin."  "Well, I got a better idea...git some of that damn perfume i bought to give to Lureen,
outa my duffle.   We can't drink that"   "Which one is the perfume in here jack?  I cain"t see the names on the lables without my
damned eyeglasses." 
    "Well, yer up now,,just let it be, and turn off that damned leaky fawcet.."
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 07, 2007, 02:06:29 pm
The sound was unstoppable.  The sound was maddening.  The sound was painful.  Drip, drip, drip, but not the thin sound of water dripping from the spigot:  the sound of his heart pounding after Ennis left him, lying naked, prone and alone at the Siesta.

44 words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 07, 2007, 02:44:53 pm



     The horrible sound of silence.....aaargh

                                    janice
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Post by: el_wing on February 07, 2007, 04:33:49 pm
Another boring Saturday night bridge game

“Tarnation,” Jack moaned under his breath. “Where in Fibber McGee’s closet are the dad-gum things? Need nicotine worse 'n drink ta survive two more hours a this shit.”

Jack shook his head. How could a woman cram so much in such a small space? Jack dumped the contents of the little black handbag on to the counter. Chanel perfume bottle, eyeglass case, shiny gold compact, candy apple lipstick, and where are them smokes. She never went no where without one extra hid away.

“Jack? What ya doin?” he heard her voice comin' from behind the kitchen door.

“Lookin’ for a cigarette in yer—“ he stood pushin’ fingernail files and pennies aside when---

--he saw it. Everythin’ slowed-- sharp heals hittin’ linolieum, the drip from the faucet, the tick of the old clock on the kitchen wall. Jack picked out the card from pile of the counter top. His hands shook. He turned it over as Laureen rushed through the door
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 07, 2007, 04:52:43 pm
Quanah Rexall Pharmacy
Quanah, TX

Ennis stood at the sunglass display, idly turning it around, as he waited for Jack to pick up the pictures they had left for developing. He tried one pair of glasses on, peered at himself in the little mirror, and shook his head.

“I like those,” said Jack, pointing to another pair as he came up next to Ennis.

“I don’t get sunglasses. Never wore em. What’s the point?”

“Ya wear a hat, Ennis.”

“Huh?”

“A hat,” said Jack, pointing to the one Ennis held in his hands. “It shades yer eyes.”

Ennis looked slowly at the sunglasses, then his hat, and last, at Jack. “Oh, right,” he said.

(114 words)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 07, 2007, 04:59:00 pm
Quanah Rexall Pharmacy
Quanah, TX

Ennis stood at the sunglass display, idly turning it around, as he waited for Jack to pick up the pictures they had left for developing. He tried one pair of glasses on, peered at himself in the little mirror, and shook his head.

“I like those,” said Jack, pointing to another pair as he came up next to Ennis.

“I don’t get sunglasses. Never wore em. What’s the point?”

“Ya wear a hat, Ennis.”

“Huh?”

“A hat,” said Jack, pointing to the one Ennis held in his hands. “It shades yer eyes.”

Ennis looked slowly at the sunglasses, then his hat, and last, at Jack. “Oh, right,” he said.

(114 words)



                             I loved how you took us right in the drug store with ya,,,nice,,,  they are so sweet together....            janice
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 07, 2007, 05:01:01 pm
Another boring Saturday night bridge game

“Tarnation,” Jack moaned under his breath. “Where in Fibber McGee’s closet are the dad-gum things? Need nicotine worse 'n drink ta survive two more hours a this shit.”

Jack shook his head. How could a woman cram so much in such a small space? Jack dumped the contents of the little black handbag on to the counter. Chanel perfume bottle, eyeglass case, shiny gold compact, candy apple lipstick, and where are them smokes. She never went no where without one extra hid away.

“Jack? What ya doin?” he heard her voice comin' from behind the kitchen door.

“Lookin’ for a cigarette in yer—“ he stood pushin’ fingernail files and pennies aside when---

--he saw it. Everythin’ slowed-- sharp heals hittin’ linolieum, the drip from the faucet, the tick of the old clock on the kitchen wall. Jack picked out the card from pile of the counter top. His hands shook. He turned it over as Laureen rushed through the door


        U are excellent here with your very realistic way of using the prompts,,,like that a lot..    and the end,,,gasp                                  janice
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Post by: opinionista on February 07, 2007, 05:13:50 pm
Ennis was having a hard time trying to read Jack’s latest post card. The hand writing seemed blurred and he couldn't make out what in the hell Jack wrote. He thought maybe it was the dim light of the trailer, so he tried changing places to get a better illumination, but still couldn't read what the card said. “Damn,” said Ennis. “Maybe I need glasses after all.” He left the postcard on top of the counter deciding to read it during the morning, when the sun came up, and went to bed.

92 words.
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Post by: mariez on February 07, 2007, 06:53:04 pm
Wow, you guys ROCK!!  Look at the variety of your creativity!

 
My dang cock is glued to my leg since we fell asleep."  "Its gonna peel the skin off ifn i move."  "Well what'cha want ta do about it."


Janice, you're a treasure!  The clay pot story made me laugh so hard - and you did it all in dialogue, you clever thing, you - and now this one! 


The sound was unstoppable.  The sound was maddening.  The sound was painful.  Drip, drip, drip, but not the thin sound of water dripping from the spigot:  the sound of his heart pounding after Ennis left him, lying naked, prone and alone at the Siesta.

44 words

Scott, your writing is ... sublime. 


Another boring Saturday night bridge game
.....
--he saw it. Everythin’ slowed-- sharp heals hittin’ linolieum, the drip from the faucet, the tick of the old clock on the kitchen wall. Jack picked out the card from pile of the counter top. His hands shook. He turned it over as Laureen rushed through the door


Damn fine writing - all the prompts used so smoothly - and a drabble cliffhanger!!!


Quanah Rexall Pharmacy
Quanah, TX

Ennis looked slowly at the sunglasses, then his hat, and last, at Jack. “Oh, right,” he said.

(114 words)


ROFL!!!  Leslie, have I told you that I love your sense of humor?  I love your sense of humor.  We've all had those "duh" moments, haven't we?


Ennis was having a hard time trying to read Jack’s latest post card. The hand writing seemed blurred and he couldn't make out what in the hell Jack wrote. He thought maybe it was the dim light of the trailer, so he tried changing places to get a better illumination, but still couldn't read what the card said. “Damn,” said Ennis. “Maybe I need glasses after all.” He left the postcard on top of the counter deciding to read it during the morning, when the sun came up, and went to bed.

92 words.

Aww.. I love these short ones - and I can picture this in my mind so perfectly!


Thanks, everyone!

Marie


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 07, 2007, 10:30:04 pm
Ennis was having a hard time trying to read Jack’s latest post card. The hand writing seemed blurred and he couldn't make out what in the hell Jack wrote. He thought maybe it was the dim light of the trailer, so he tried changing places to get a better illumination, but still couldn't read what the card said. “Damn,” said Ennis. “Maybe I need glasses after all.” He left the postcard on top of the counter deciding to read it during the morning, when the sun came up, and went to bed.

92 words.

                 I liked this Natalie...such a picture of stubborn Ennis refusing to buy
glasses...now maybe he will get some...                             Janice
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 08, 2007, 06:14:38 am
--he saw it. Everythin’ slowed-- sharp heals hittin’ linolieum, the drip from the faucet, the tick of the old clock on the kitchen wall. Jack picked out the card from pile of the counter top. His hands shook. He turned it over as Laureen rushed through the door


This one was my favorite from this round. But hell, I liked them all. I love to see how many different ways you can think of to use the prompts each day.

I had an idea for yesterdays prompts, too. But somehow I got carried away and what I wrote can't be called a drabble by any means. It's too long and not finished yet. I'll post it on another thread when I'm halfways content with it.

Looking forward to todays drabbles (and hopefully I can participate again).
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 08, 2007, 07:18:49 am
Good morning everyone!

I am in a "f" mood this morning, so give these three f prompts a whirl:


Leslie
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 08, 2007, 09:23:34 am
"Good morning sleepy head" Ennis said as he slipped is arms around Jack's waist.  They fit together perfectly as they lay there spooning, nothing could feel more like heaven Ennis thought to himself.  "Morning to you too cowboy". 

Today was their last day together after three blissful days spent together riding, swimming, fucking, and just plain enjoying each others company.  Ennis would go back to his life with Alma and the girls, and Jack back to Texas with his wife and baby.  They dreaded parting, but it could be no other way for them.

Later they headed into town where they would eat their last meal together 'out' at a restaurant.  A nice lil authentic  Mexican place Ennis found where he could take his finicky friend, Jack for fajitas.  Its gonna be a long 4 months till they could be together again.   

At last they parted with tear filled eyes hugging, whispering and kissing.  "I love you Ennis"  "I love you too Jack" and then they left in opposite directions.  Heart wrenching sadness filled each of them to the core as each started counting down the days till they would be together again.
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 08, 2007, 09:51:37 am
Jack sat at the dining room table, a half empty glass of whiskey and a Swanson frozen dinner in front of him.  He moved the now heated, brown Salisbury steak back and forth inside it’s silver tray, not wanting to eat, but knowing that he was drunk enough, that he should put something inside his liquid-filled stomach.  It was not his first choice of food.  He had a hankering for some Mexican:  fajitas perhaps, but knew he could never drive there, and the walk was too far.  He hated being left alone in this house, and Lureen seemed to be going to her parents more often, leaving him just that.  His marinated thoughts slipped back to Ennis, as they always did eventually.

“Aw friend…where are ya now friend?”  He allowed himself the luxury of speaking loudly in the otherwise empty house.  He paused over the word friend, realizing he could not use that word for anyone else in his life, and was not even sure what it meant.  He let the plastic fork fall into the food, where it quickly sank into the gray, gelatinous gravy, stood and walked to the book shelves that lined the walls on either side of the fireplace.  Reaching, he pulled the Webster dictionary down from its long forgotten place.  He flipped to the “f’s”. 

Friend:  Noun.  A person whom one knows, likes, and trusts.  A person whom one knows; an acquaintance.  A person with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause; a comrade.  One who supports, sympathizes with, or patronizes a group, cause, or movement.

“Aw Ennis…where are ya now Ennis?”  He let his body slump into the chair, and sat, staring and blinking. 


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Post by: Penthesilea on February 08, 2007, 09:54:38 am
"You forgot your sweater last time. " Ennis walked over to the closet and opened the door.

"What's this? Those shirts?" Junior asked.

A weary smile lit his face for a moment.

"Nothing, darlin'. Here ya go." He handed her the sweater.

Gentle as she was, she could also be quite stubborn. She got up and opened the closet herself, gazed at the shirts and the postcard.

"They're dirty. How old are they?"

"More than twenty years. Now close the door. Please"

"I never saw them before. Is this blood?" She took the hanger with the two shirts and placed it in front of Ennis on the table. Automatically his hand ran over the fabric, caressing the collar like he had done with Jack's earlobe countless times.

Slowly she sat beside him, her voice low when she spoke: "Tell me daddy."

"He was my friend. He was the best friend any man could ever have."

And then he told her. He couldn't tell her about his love for Jack, couldn't tell her the whole truth. But at least he could tell her what a fine man Jack was, tell her about elk and sheep, about fourteen hour long drives and how Jack always made him laugh. He owed it to Jack to tell her at least this.

In the end, he didn't tell her how the shirts had found their way into his closet, didn't tell her that the blood on them was his, but she didn't ask again. She understood.


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Post by: MaineWriter on February 08, 2007, 11:35:18 am
Ennis was sitting on the step of his trailer, smoking a cigarette, when he saw Curt’s maroon Camaro coming down the road. He squinted and saw Junior at the wheel, and ambled over to her as she pulled into the yard.

“Daddy, you really need to get a phone,” she said, getting out of the car.

“What happened ta hello?” Ennis said, as he leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Yes, of course, hello Daddy,” she said, returning the kiss and the hug. “I came by ta see if you want to go out for Mexican food with Curt n me tonight. There’s a new place in town that has really good fajitas.”

“Ah, thanks, honey, but I don’t really like Mexican food.”

Junior looked puzzled. “What do ya mean, Daddy? You used ta eat Mexican food, tacos and stuff.”

Ennis shrugged, “I dunno…it, it…gives me indigestion lately. Just don’t like it the way I used ta—brings back memories or somethin’. What say, we can go ta the Knife and Fork instead.”

“Oh, I’m so sick of that place and Curt really likes Mexican.”

“Well then honey, you just go along without me. I’ve got some leftovers, anyway, and you don’t want me hornin’ in on your good time.” He opened the car door and helped Junior back into the driver’s seat. “Thanks for the invite. Thanks for thinkin’ a me.”

“Sure thing,” said Junior, nodding. “And, Daddy, you really need ta get a phone.”

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Post by: belbbmfan on February 08, 2007, 11:57:52 am

“Ah, thanks, honey, but I don’t really like Mexican food.”

Junior looked puzzled. “What do ya mean, Daddy? You used ta eat Mexican food, tacos and stuff.”

Ennis shrugged, “I dunno…it, it…gives me indigestion lately. Just don’t like it the way I used ta—brings back memories or somethin’. What say, we can go ta the Knife and Fork instead.”

“Oh, I’m so sick of that place and Curt really likes Mexican.”

“Well then honey, you just go along without me. I’ve got some leftovers, anyway, and you don’t want me hornin’ in on your good time.” He opened the car door and helped Junior back into the driver’s seat. “Thanks for the invite. Thanks for thinkin’ a me.”


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sigh, i can just imagine Ennis's face as he sits there alone having his leftovers for dinner, trying to push thoughts about Mexico out of his mind :(
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 08, 2007, 01:07:55 pm
September 1967: Ennis couldn't take his eyes of the card. Friend, Be coming thru on the 24th..... His head flooded with thoughts of that summer on Brokeback with Jack, now no long held back. He was really going to see him again, Jack was gonna be here not some  distant memory taken from the back of his mind on rare occasion.

Friend. Ennis remembered the first time Jack called him that: That's more words that you said in the last two weeks... And the sad look on his face when he answered. Now he couldn't take his hand off the 5 cent postcard. Friend
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Post by: mariez on February 08, 2007, 01:37:43 pm
Love the prompts - looks like a busy morning!

....

At last they parted with tear filled eyes hugging, whispering and kissing.  "I love you Ennis"  "I love you too Jack" and then they left in opposite directions.  Heart wrenching sadness filled each of them to the core as each started counting down the days till they would be together again.


Aww . . . I love Ennis and his finicky friend Jack, too - and this drabble.



Friend:  Noun.  A person whom one knows, likes, and trusts.  A person whom one knows; an acquaintance.  A person with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause; a comrade.  One who supports, sympathizes with, or patronizes a group, cause, or movement.

“Aw Ennis…where are ya now Ennis?”  He let his body slump into the chair, and sat, staring and blinking. 

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Another bulls-eye straight through my heart, Scott.



"He was my friend. He was the best friend any man could ever have."

And then he told her. He couldn't tell her about his love for Jack, couldn't tell her the whole truth. But at least he could tell her what a fine man Jack was, tell her about elk and sheep, about fourteen hour long drives and how Jack always made him laugh. He owed it to Jack to tell her at least this.

In the end, he didn't tell her how the shirts had found their way into his closet, didn't tell her that the blood on them was his, but she didn't ask again. She understood.

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Loved how you brought the shirts into this drabble and loved Ennis's words.


sigh, i can just imagine Ennis's face as he sits there alone having his leftovers for dinner, trying to push thoughts about Mexico out of his mind :(

Yeah, it's such a heartbreaking image isn't it, Fabienne?  Beautifully done, Leslie.


September 1967: Ennis couldn't take his eyes of the card. Friend, Be coming thru on the 24th..... His head flooded with thoughts of that summer on Brokeback with Jack, now no long held back. He was really going to see him again, Jack was gonna be here not some  distant memory taken from the back of his mind on rare occasion.

Friend. Ennis remembered the first time Jack called him that: That's more words that you said in the last two weeks... And the said look on his face when he answered. Now he couldn't take his hand of the 5 cent postcard. Friend

Really powerful.  "Friend" will be resonating in my mind all day.

Thanks, all

Marie
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Post by: opinionista on February 08, 2007, 03:36:54 pm
The phone rang twice before Alma picked it up

-Hello?- said Alma
-Uh… Mrs. Del Mar?- said a nervous voice on the other end of the receiver. -This is uh... Jack. How you do Mam?
-Who?- Alma replied
-Jack Twist. Ennis’s friend. We met a few months ago.
-Oh! Sure, I remember you. How you do?
-I’m fine Mam, thank you. Um. Is Ennis home?
-Uh no. He just went out to get some smokes.
-Okay. Would you please tell him to call me back? Collect.
-There’s no need for that. But sure, I’ll tell him.
-Okay. Thank you Mam.
-You’re welcome. Have a nice evening, now.

As Alma hung up, Ennis came out of the shower drying his hair with a towel.

-I think I heard the phone ring, Alma- said Ennis.
-Uh, yeah.. It was nobody. Wrong number- lied Alma.
-Dammit- murmured Ennis, as Alma went into the kitchen to finish dinner.

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Post by: MaineWriter on February 08, 2007, 03:59:19 pm
Oh, Natali, that hurts....

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Post by: Penthesilea on February 08, 2007, 04:03:55 pm
-I think I heard the phone ring, Alma- said Ennis.
-Uh, yeah.. It was nobody. Wrong number- lied Alma.
-Dammit- murmured Ennis, as Alma went into the kitchen to finish dinner.

Whoa - makes me wanna jump at her throat

Good one Natali.
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 08, 2007, 04:21:31 pm
Poor misunderstood Alma...the bitch never gets a break...hehehehehehe
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Post by: opinionista on February 08, 2007, 04:28:52 pm
Poor misunderstood Alma...the bitch never gets a break...hehehehehehe

Well, that's something she would do, wouldn't she? Besides it is the explanation I give to their decision to keep in touch with postcards, instead of phone calls.
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Post by: southendmd on February 08, 2007, 04:54:51 pm
Well, that's something she would do, wouldn't she? Besides it is the explanation I give to their decision to keep in touch with postcards, instead of phone calls.

To be fair, she never tore up the postcards.
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Post by: el_wing on February 08, 2007, 05:14:52 pm
Another boring Saturday night bridge game part 2

“What’s this?” Jack asked, wavin’ the card in Lureen’s face. “And how long have you had it?”

“What’s this?!” Lureen hollered, her dark eyes lightin’ up and a hot blush sparkin’ down her neck. “That’s what I should be askin’ you—what’s this!”

 “Is everything ok in here?” They both turned to the voice behind. Lashawn’s big hair stuck through the swinging door to the kitchen. The rest of Lashawn wasn't far behind. “Well, is it?” she asked again.

A yes, two no’s and a maybe flew between the two along with evil eyes shootin’ enough fire to make Ol’ Nick burn. Lashawn stood with her mouth hangin’ open, sizin’ up the situation, then decidin’ to butt in friendly like--

“Well at least let me get the fajitas out of the oven I was warmin'. Randall is bitchin’ up a storm. Guess he’s too finicky ta be eatin’ my pigs-in-a-blanket. Made ‘m special too.”

Lashawn took her sweet time. Pulled out the pan. Put the fajitas on a fancy tray. Lined em up like soldiers. Got out the salsa and sour cream. Jack tapped the card on the counter while Lureen commenced to cross her arms and grind her teeth. Lashawn wasn’t outta the kitchen two seconds before Lureen lit into Jack on the offensive.

“Jack," her voice comin' in harsh hushed breaths, "no friend writes about wantin’ a sweet life with just a fishin’ buddy. Who is this Ennis to you?”

“Think you already know. Think you’ve known for a long time.”

“Thinkin’ and knowin’ are two different things.”

“Why’d ya keep it from me?”

“Ta keep ya here.”

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 08, 2007, 05:36:08 pm

    Well, she thought,,, " i wonder if Ennis's friend will be nice.  I've never met one of his friends before."  " I suppose i'll have to
make him dinner." 
   "That might be kinda nice, course we could get a sitter, take him to the Knife and Fork."  "Ennis, Ennis,"  "yeah,
what." "Where did you say your friend was from?"  "Texas, why."  "Just wondering."  "Well he  probably would like Mexican food,
she thought."  Alma wanted to impress Ennis's friend, show him how nice she was, and let him know,  what a good cook she was too.  and that he was always welcome.                                       

"Hemmm, maybe i could fix them fahitas, like that new Mexican restaurant  El Pollo Loco makes...Yeah, that'd be easy, and they sure are
good..." "This'll be fun for a change, havin company."
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 08, 2007, 05:42:05 pm
El Pollo Loco...I'm actually laughing out loud.  Janice this is a treat.
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Post by: mariez on February 08, 2007, 07:45:00 pm
Oh, Natali, that hurts....

L

It sure does.


Another boring Saturday night bridge game part 2

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A drabble mini-series- I love it!  Such a clever use of the prompts!


    Well, she thought,,, " i wonder if Ennis's friend will be nice.  I've never met one of his friends before."  " I suppose i'll have to
make him dinner." 
   "That might be kinda nice, course we could get a sitter, take him to the Knife and Fork."  "Ennis, Ennis,"  "yeah,
what." "Where did you say your friend was from?"  "Texas, why."  "Just wondering."  "Well he  probably would like Mexican food,
she thought."  Alma wanted to impress Ennis's friend, show him how nice she was, and let him know,  what a good cook she was too.  and that he was always welcome.                                       

"Hemmm, maybe i could fix them fahitas, like that new Mexican restaurant  El Pollo Loco makes...Yeah, that'd be easy, and they sure are
good..." "This'll be fun for a change, havin company."

Oh, Janice - this was so sweet and so sad - and then you zinged us at the end and made me laugh! 

Thanks!

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 09, 2007, 07:34:24 am
Drabblers! Happy Friday to all of you. For today, give these a whirl...



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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 09, 2007, 09:09:36 am
       Ennis DelMar, sat on the tired, grey furniture, of the Greyhound Bus stop in Riverton Wyoming.
He was as tired and grey looking as the place in which he sat.  He was pensively looking in the
middle distance..He was looking into nothing in particular. He glances down and looks at
the fresh piece of apple pie he eats...Its a useless job he's doing though, because it seems
as tasteless as the cardboard box he left his old clothes and rags in for the local Goodwill.
       He moved out of his trailer today,,two shirts, a jacket, and an old worn quilt that used
to be his mamas.  He has wanted little in his life,,his horse, his gear, and that old quilt..
       He would have liked Jacks.lariet, one he took ever year on their trips to the back of
beyond..But now all he wanted was Jack..but Jack is dead and gone. And just his memory,
is left.  The shirts, and the quilt, and, oh'"God Jack! why did you go and git yourself killed..?
I know I ain't got nothin ..but i sure need you.... "        
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Post by: belbbmfan on February 09, 2007, 09:18:29 am

But now all he wanted was Jack..but Jack is dead and gone. And just his memory,
is left.  The shirts, and the quilt, and, oh'"God Jack" why did you go and git yourself killed..
I know I ain't got nothin much..but i sure need you...         


 :'(  :'(

very sad but beautifully done Janice.
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 09, 2007, 12:05:46 pm
  Ennis...Ennis can you hear me? I'm right her beside you bud. I can't ever tell you how much it means that your up here with me in my room. When I was growing up, didn't have no brothers or sisters, no other kids around.. Always had chores after school, no one would come all the way out here to play. The toy rider, the little pickup, nobody's hands on 'm but mine. And now here you are in my room where I lay in my bed under the quilt my mama sewed at night praying to the Lord to bring me someone so I wouldn't feel so all alone. And he sure answered my prayers bud, that day so many years ago when I first saw you, know 'n  I was a goin' to spend summer with ya, I knew then the Lord gave me Ennis Del Mar, you are  my very best friend, been everything to me, became a man with you that summer. Now don 't ya go worrin' about me always wishin' for what cudd'a' been, I'm save 'n a place for us and we'll be together for always.

Ennis..... could you please look in on my mama from time to time, it been so hard for her, I know you will bud...I know I don't even have' t ask.

One more thing Ennis, if you can hear me, go to the closet, there is something of both of ours together there, you'll know when you see it, take it keep it close, it'll help you through until were together again. I...I love you so very much Ennis.

 
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 09, 2007, 12:34:59 pm
August 18, 1963

Jack looked into  Ennis's eyes, was he going to say it?, say let's be goin' off ta fine a job at a ranch somewheres, come on Ennis, ya do need ta worry none. His insides began to crumble when he heard.. "Me an Alma, be gettin' married in November....."

Ennis looked at Jack not believing it might be the last he ever saw him. Say it Jack, you know the words, just say the word and Ah'll be in that there truck ah yours...be headin' off somewheres far from here, come on Jack just say it....
All he heard was. "Guess I'll be going to my daddy's place...help him thu the winter.....
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Post by: mariez on February 09, 2007, 01:21:27 pm
....
       He moved out of his trailer today,,two shirts, a jacket, and an old worn quilt that used
to be his mamas.  He has wanted little in his life,,his horse, his gear, and that old quilt..
       He would have liked Jacks.lariet, one he took ever year on their trips to the back of
beyond..But now all he wanted was Jack..but Jack is dead and gone. And just his memory,
is left.  The shirts, and the quilt, and, oh'"God Jack! why did you go and git yourself killed..?
I know I ain't got nothin ..but i sure need you.... "        


....
Ennis..... could you please look in on my mama from time to time, it been so hard for her, I know you will bud...I know I don't even have' t ask.

One more thing Ennis, if you can hear me, go to the closet, there is something of both of ours together there, you'll know when you see it, take it keep it close, it'll help you through until were together again. I...I love you so very much Ennis.[/i]
 

August 18, 1963
....
Ennis looked at Jack no believing it might be the last  he ever saw him. Say it Jack, you know the words, just say the word and Ah'll be in that hteere truck ah yours...be headin' off somewheres farm from he, come on Jack just say it....
All he heard was. "Guess I'll be going to my daddy's place...help him thu the winter.....

Oh, God - y'all are killing me here.  And the pictures are so perfect .....

Thanks.

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 09, 2007, 01:37:39 pm
Ennis...Ennis can you hear me? I'm right her beside you bud. I can't ever tell you how much it means that your up here with me in my room. When I was growing up, didn't have no brothers or sisters, no other kids around.. Always had chores after school, no one would come all the way out here to play. The toy rider, the little pickup, nobody's hands on 'm but mine. And now here you are in my room where I lay in my bed under the quilt my mama sewed at night praying to the Lord to bring me someone so I wouldn't feel so all alone. And he sure answered my prayers bud, that day so many years ago when I first saw you, know 'n  I was a goin' to spend summer with ya, I knew then the Lord gave me Ennis Del Mar, you are  my very best friend, been everything to me, became a man with you that summer. Now don 't ya go worrin' about me always wishin' for what cudd'a' been, I'm save 'n a place for us and we'll be together for always.

Ennis..... could you please look in on my mama from time to time, it been so hard for her, I know you will bud...I know I don't even have' t ask.

One more thing Ennis, if you can hear me, go to the closet, there is something of both of ours together there, you'll know when you see it, take it keep it close, it'll help you through until were together again. I...I love you so very much Ennis.

 
    that is simple wonderful Mark...beautiful ,,,                                                                           janice
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Post by: Lumière on February 09, 2007, 02:58:29 pm
One more dabble ..  8)

You got me ..


Ennis sat amidst the swaying blades of grass
It was time to pack up and leave yet again.
He felt alone, he wanted to be alone.
He needed to be still when strange emotions overtook him
He needed to escape when he felt the need
To destroy anything that lay in his path.
He didn't want to be pensive, he didn't know what to think
He just needed to be alone ..

He looked down at the blue dot at the bottom of the hill,
His heart beat harder in his chest.
'What the fuck do I go back to now,
How am I expected to just walk away from him?'

The last three days had been blissful
Day and night seemed to bring them closer than ever.
They'd made love three times the night before
Hungry for each other, devouring every inch of skin
Only stopping when exhaustion got the better of them ..

"Hey Ennis!!  Get your butt down here!  Got somethin' to show you!"
Jack yelled out to him.
He slowly hauled himself up to his feet
Sulking as he made his way downhill.
He wandered listlessly into the tent, eyes downcast
"Hey cowboy," Jack said with a wink.
Ennis stood eyes wide, taking in the sight of him
Lounging on the bedroll, his hands beneath his head
Completely naked but for his boots and a lariat around his waist..
"You got me, cowboy"  he said with a twinkle in his eyes
"Now tame me!"
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 09, 2007, 03:47:13 pm


   Very  sweet.  i always die a little when they hurt....thank you
   milli                                                             janicee
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Post by: Lumière on February 09, 2007, 04:03:03 pm

   Very  sweet.  i always die a little when they hurt....thank you
   milli                                                             janicee

Aww..cheers J!  :-*
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 09, 2007, 04:09:47 pm
“Here ya go buddy.”  He handed the hot cup of tea to Jack, who grasped it in both hands.

“Thank yer,” he said as he let the warm liquid slip down his throat.  A moment later, Ennis could sense Jack falling asleep.  He gently touched Jack’s face as the blue eyes went dark with sleep.  The fever had broken, and he could feel the cool sweat break out over Jack’s forehead.  When Jack took sick a few days ago, Ennis cursed him silently for ruining this week, but with him sleeping and being healed by Ennis touch, he could now feel only what he would never say out loud.

He reached across his sleeping friend and tucked the quilt in around him.

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This one's for Janice
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Post by: insane-romantic on February 09, 2007, 04:11:12 pm
Quote
Ennis...Ennis can you hear me? I'm right her beside you bud. I can't ever tell you how much it means that your up here with me in my room. When I was growing up, didn't have no brothers or sisters, no other kids around.. Always had chores after school, no one would come all the way out here to play. The toy rider, the little pickup, nobody's hands on 'm but mine. And now here you are in my room where I lay in my bed under the quilt my mama sewed at night praying to the Lord to bring me someone so I wouldn't feel so all alone. And he sure answered my prayers bud, that day so many years ago when I first saw you, know 'n  I was a goin' to spend summer with ya, I knew then the Lord gave me Ennis Del Mar, you are  my very best friend, been everything to me, became a man with you that summer. Now don 't ya go worrin' about me always wishin' for what cudd'a' been, I'm save 'n a place for us and we'll be together for always.

Ennis..... could you please look in on my mama from time to time, it been so hard for her, I know you will bud...I know I don't even have' t ask.

One more thing Ennis, if you can hear me, go to the closet, there is something of both of ours together there, you'll know when you see it, take it keep it close, it'll help you through until were together again. I...I love you so very much Ennis.

This is amazing, very sad :( I can imagine Jack saying it too.... you're a very good writer! :)
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Post by: el_wing on February 09, 2007, 04:59:40 pm
“Why you have to leave a day earlier than we planned?” Jack asked, kicking leg on the night stand.

“Work. Can’t help it. Gotta make a livin’.” 

"Damn it. I hate this."

“Come here darlin’,” Ennis coaxed.

Ennis’ lopsided smile only pissed Jack off more. Jack crossed his arms and anchored himself to the spot on the other side of the bed. Like warring parties, neither wanted to cross the great divide of the old feather bed in Don Wroe's cabin.

“Quit yer mopin’. I know ya wanna come here,”  Ennis said, looking down as his foot bumped Jack’s duffle bag. He nudged it again with his toe. He raised his eyebrow as he bent down.

“Don’t—ya--dare,” Jack said as Ennis reached down inside Jack’s beat up bag, pulling out the familiar old lariat.

“Now what’s this?” Ennis asked, looping it easy around his hand, moving it between his fingers like he was stroking a part a Jack.

Jack swallowed. Sweat beaded on his forehead. Damn, he thought.

In a blink, Ennis snapped the lariat over Jack’s shoulders, trapping his strong arms and sweeping Jack up and over, wham, on to the bed.

Before Jack could squeal a tiny protest, Ennis pulled himself over the top a Jack like the wedding ring quilt already tucked tight into the bedframe. Jack’s lips protested with only a "S-s" when they stopped. Jack eyes grew wide and pensive. The kiss that come next was liquid fire. To Ennis’ delight, the tighter he pulled the rope, the harder Jack got. He unsnapped Jack’s jeans and pushed them down with the back of his hand. He fastened onto Jack rubbing him as hard and as tight as the rope around him.

After that night, that lariat only roped select two legged livestock.


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Post by: mariez on February 09, 2007, 06:39:06 pm
One more dabble ..  8)

You got me ..
..
"You got me, cowboy"  he said with a twinkle in his eyes
"Now tame me!"

Awesome . . . as always!  Please keep dabbling!


“Here ya go buddy.”  He handed the hot cup of tea to Jack, who grasped it in both hands.

“Thank yer,” he said as he let the warm liquid slip down his throat.  A moment later, Ennis could sense Jack falling asleep.  He gently touched Jack’s face as the blue eyes went dark with sleep.  The fever had broken, and he could feel the cool sweat break out over Jack’s forehead.  When Jack took sick a few days ago, Ennis cursed him silently for ruining this week, but with him sleeping and being healed by Ennis touch, he could now feel only what he would never say out loud.

He reached across his sleeping friend and tucked the quilt in around him.

122 words

This one's for Janice


Aww........ sweet Ennis.



Jack swallowed. Sweat beaded on his forehead. Damn, he thought.

In a blink, Ennis snapped the lariat over Jack’s shoulders, trapping his strong arms and sweeping Jack up and over, wham, on to the bed.

Before Jack could squeal a tiny protest, Ennis pulled himself over the top a Jack like the wedding ring quilt already tucked tight into the bedframe. Jack’s lips protested with only a "S-s" when they stopped. Jack eyes grew wide and pensive. The kiss that come next was liquid fire. To Ennis’ delight, the tighter he pulled the rope, the harder Jack got. He unsnapped Jack’s jeans and pushed them down with the back of his hand. He fastened onto Jack rubbing him as hard and as tight as the rope around him.

After that night, that lariat only roped select two legged livestock.

249 words

Damn, is right, Jack.  I knew I was gonna like that lariat prompt.

Thanks again, all.

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 10, 2007, 02:29:47 am
“Here ya go buddy.”  He handed the hot cup of tea to Jack, who grasped it in both hands.

“Thank yer,” he said as he let the warm liquid slip down his throat.  A moment later, Ennis could sense Jack falling asleep.  He gently touched Jack’s face as the blue eyes went dark with sleep.  The fever had broken, and he could feel the cool sweat break out over Jack’s forehead.  When Jack took sick a few days ago, Ennis cursed him silently for ruining this week, but with him sleeping and being healed by Ennis touch, he could now feel only what he would never say out loud.

He reached across his sleeping friend and tucked the quilt in around him.

122 words

This one's for Janice


           I love the sincerity you put into your work., and the kind and loving way you express all of the  simple connections  in your writing..so unfettered, and honest...       thank you Scott         janice
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 10, 2007, 02:42:16 am
“Here ya go buddy.”  He handed the hot cup of tea to Jack, who grasped it in both hands.

“Thank yer,” he said as he let the warm liquid slip down his throat.  A moment later, Ennis could sense Jack falling asleep.  He gently touched Jack’s face as the blue eyes went dark with sleep.  The fever had broken, and he could feel the cool sweat break out over Jack’s forehead.  When Jack took sick a few days ago, Ennis cursed him silently for ruining this week, but with him sleeping and being healed by Ennis touch, he could now feel only what he would never say out loud.

He reached across his sleeping friend and tucked the quilt in around him.

122 words

This one's for Janice


wonderful drabble scott!
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 10, 2007, 10:18:36 am
Good morning drabblers...

Yesterday was the first day I missed writing a drabble  :( I am leaving for Salt Lake City on Tuesday and I am rushing to catch up on lots of loose ends here at work, and I am finding my mind is occupied with that...no time for being creative right now! But I am glad others are still feeling the buzz. Wonderful contributions yesterday, as they all have been. I love the drabblefest!

For today, try these:


If people want to send me ideas for prompts, please do. This is not a one woman show, by any means!

Leslie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 10, 2007, 01:14:27 pm
July 12, 1971

Ennis wiped the sweat of his brow as he took a bite of macaroni and cheese from his plate shared with a couple of hot dogs and string beans. He glanced up at the photoShayde Seed & Feed store in the wall, numbers and squares below indicating it would be another two weeks...two more weeks until he would be up in the Big Horns with ...Jack. Two weeks of sweating at the ranch under the unrelenting sun, two weeks until he could leave at noon and head up to the mountains, two weeks until he could swim in the cool crisp water, two weeks until he could be with...Jack.


Jack sat at his desk, brochures of the lastest New Holland farm equipment plied on his blotter, his eyes stopped at the far right. Two weeks until he would see Ennis. Two weeks of pages to tear off, until the one with the number 27 was revealed. Two weeks of appointments, lunches, machinery deals to close. Two weeks until he would jump into his Ford pickup heading north, closing in the miles between him and Ennis. Two weeks until he feels those arms around him locked in a steel embrace.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 10, 2007, 02:59:03 pm
        Jack stared at the road sign,,it was very early in the morning..the sun on his right...just coming up..
the glare of the morning sun, always made the trip north more difficult...Today starts the time of him and
Ennis.  No phones to ring, inviting annoyances and irritations of his mundane life.. no calendars,,,with endless and meaningless dates and times,  and no goodbyes..! 
       It is simply a time of exquisite happiness, love and joy... He is going to Ennis,, he is going back,
he is going home, to Ennis..  All the other times in between are like being in exile.  He is the weary
traveler,,going home..

98 words
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 10, 2007, 03:13:11 pm
Thorn
Alma hated the calendar. As soon as he got one of those darned postcards, Ennis always stepped in front of the calendar and marked the days he would go FISHING with Jack Twist. He used to encircle the days he would be away, no further comments - and none needed. Another whole month she had to face her husband's evil every time she walked out of the kitchen. It never failed to catch her eye.


75 words
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 11, 2007, 09:14:29 am
Better late than never! My contribution to yesterday's prompts.


October, 1963


Ennis and Alma sat in the front seat of his truck, Ennis’s arm loosely draped across Alma’s shoulder. She turned her head and smiled at her husband-to-be. “Y’know, Ennis, I was thinkin’, we’re gettin’ married in three weeks, mebbe we should go to the jewelry store, buy some rings.”

Ennis looked at her. “I ain’t got much money…Aguirre cheated me out of a month a pay. Can’t buy anythin’ fancy.”

“I don’t need a diamond, Ennis. Just a plain gold ring, ta show we’re married.”

Ennis turned his head and looked at Alma soberly. “Ya still want ta go through with this?”

“A course I do. I love you.”

Ennis nodded, but didn’t say anything in response.

October, 1965


Lureen leaned over the glass case, pointing to a large emerald cut diamond. “Oh, Jack, look at that one!” she exclaimed. “It’s exquisite!”

“And it probably costs a fortune. I ain’t got that kind a money,” said Jack, frowning at the ring as the jeweler took it from the case.

“Oh don’t worry ‘bout that. Daddy said he’d make us a loan…hell, he’ll probably just buy the thing for us, if I ask.” She looked at the jeweler. “What do you have for men’s rings? Something with a diamond.”

“A diamond for me?” stammered Jack. “Ain’t right. I just want somethin’ plain and simple. Hell, I don’t know that I want a ring at all.”

“A course yer gonna have a ring, and it’s gonna have a diamond. We’re gettin’ married, after all.”

Jack nodded, but didn’t say anything in response.

262 words

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Post by: MaineWriter on February 11, 2007, 09:20:19 am
For today:


Thanks to Mariez and Goadra who suggested these!

Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 11, 2007, 09:52:20 am
Riverton, WY

Ennis looked at his daughters, playing with their dolls, while the TV droned in the background. The kitchen phone rang and he hauled himself off the couch to answer it. “Hello?” he said, his voice more a question than a greeting.

“Ennis, it’s Jack.”

“Jack!”

“Yeah, Jack. I’m at the Siesta. Can ya meet me?”

“What the fuck?”

“I’m on my way ta Lightning Flat. My momma’s sick, I got ta see her. But I thought I could stop off for a few hours…," he paused, then, his voice soft, "I need ya, bud.”

“Gimme twenty minutes.”

“I’m in room eleven, same as before.”

Ennis slammed the receiver onto the hook and hurried into the living room. “C’mon girls,” he said. “That was my boss. The heifers are calvin’, I got ta go ta work.”

He grabbed Jenny’s tiny sneaker and jammed it on her foot, quickly tying the laces. He couldn’t stop smiling, thinking of Jack, waiting for him at the motel on the outskirts of town. “Junior, where are yer shoes, c’mon, we gotta get goin’!”

“But daddy, mama’s workin’. Yer s’posed ta be watchin’ us.”

“I’m takin’ ya over ta the store. Yer mama will figger somethin’ out. I gotta go!” He grabbed his daughters, one under each arm, and rushed out the door, dolls and TV forgotten, the lie of work between them. Jack was all that mattered.

(234 words)


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Post by: opinionista on February 11, 2007, 11:10:43 am
“Where ya going, daddy?”, asked little Bobby, who was standing by the bedroom door, looking at Jack pack his clothes.
“I’m going fishing with a friend”, replied Jack as he folded a shirt and put it in his bag.
“What friend?”, Bobby said seeing how his dad folded another shirt.
“My friend Ennis”
“Where?”
“Wyoming”, Jack answered.
“Is that where grandma lives?”
“Yep, that’s where grandma lives,” said Jack as he lowered to grab a pair of shoes.
“I wanna see grandma”
“Well, maybe some other day Bobby.” Jack said, now rummaging through the closet, looking for his red shirt.
“Why?”
“Because I’m going fishing”
“I wanna go fishing”
“Ya ain’t big enough. When yer a little older maybe I’ll take ya to Lake Kemp and teach ya.”
“I’m big enough to go now, Daddy!”, Bobby answered angrily.
“No ya ain’t”
“I’m too!”
“No ya ain’t,” Jack replied, now annoyed.
“I’m too!
“Bobby stop it,” said Jack turning his head around, giving Bobby a hard look.
“I wanna go fishing in Wyoming where grandma lives!” the boy insisted
“Okay” Jack said, going back to search for the shirt in the closet.
“And when are ya coming back?” asked Bobby
“Next week”
“And who’s going to tie my shoes?”
“Mom can do it,” said Jack
“No she can’t. Mom don't do it like you do, daddy,” said Bobby now disappointed

Jack sighed, realizing there was no point in finding the shirt. Ennis wasn't going to notice it anyway. He turned around to face his son.

“Well, how about I teach ya tie the shoelaces so ya can do it proper while I’m gone. What ya say?”
“Okay!”, said Bobby cheerfully.
“Come on, bud”

Jack grabbed his son’s little hand, and together went down the hall to get Bobby’s shoes.

301 words.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 11, 2007, 05:51:55 pm

   Leslie, you took that scene in a whole new direction,, and i loved it
thank you so much...great...


   Natalie,,,love yours too,,so sweet..Jack and his small son.  Its an
interaction we dont see much...   love this also

  I really like todays prompts leslie


                              janice 



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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 11, 2007, 06:15:18 pm
 

    Jack Twist was standing in the entryway to Ennis's and Alma's small apartment.
Hes sayin,,,"I got a boy,""smiles a lot." 
    He never really wanted none of them.  But when he looked in that sweet face
and saw those beautiful blue eyes lookin back at him.  He fell in love for the second
time in his life.  But there was gonna be some changes for his boy..His boy was
gonna wear cowboy boots. Least fer a while.  He wasn't gonna wear none a them
danged lace up shoes.  His daddy near beat him ta death once, fer not knowin
how to tie them damn things.  His boy was gonna be special, and treated that
way..None of them belts and such for him. 
    His boy was gonna have a lovin daddy.  Sure as shootin.
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Post by: mariez on February 11, 2007, 06:58:55 pm
What a pleasure it was to sit and read yesterday's and today's drabbles - you guys are all so damn good!   

Thanks so much - I look forward to them every day!

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 12, 2007, 07:58:16 am
Good morning, Drabblers!

JPWagoneer1964 suggested using a date as a prompt and I thought that was an intriguing idea. So here you go, let's see what these bring forth:


Leslie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 12, 2007, 12:06:59 pm
In the Political Arena

“Hi, Congressman Aguirre. I was wondering if you was needing any help this summer.”

“You’re wasting your time here.” His aide pulled papers away as quickly as he signed them.

“Well, you ain’t got nothing?” A beat. “Nothing up on the Hill?”

Aguirre lifted his head for a stern glance. “I ain’t got no work for you.”

Jack nodded uncertainly, turned to leave, then took a chance and laid bare his true quest. “Ennis del Mar ain’t been around, has he?”

“You boys sure found a way to make the time pass up there.” He clicked his pen shut. “Twist, politics makes for strange bedfellows, don’t it.”

Jack’s jaw was almost on the floor. He glanced at the aide, whose weasely eyes never met his.

“Now, get the hell out of my office.”

(133 words)
               very cute, and very funny Goadra
                               janice
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 12, 2007, 12:54:55 pm
1963: Feb.
       Jack Twist and Ennis Del Mar,,are out in front of the land equipment office..in Signal Wyoming. They shake hands, and Jack says "yur folks just
stop at Ennis?  He has no idea, that the next couple of months of his
young life are about to begin a new journey.  One that will effect the rest of his bland and thusfar lonely life. 
       He drags on his cigarette, that he holds between his fingers, like a cookie.  He looks off into the distance across the highway...Wondering
what the summer will hold..This guy sure,,,ain't much of a talker.  He has a nice and good lookin face.  "Well", Jack says.  "If we"re gonna start
working together, may as well start drinking together." " You do drink , don't ya?."  Ennis replies, "well you may be a drinker, but i ain't
yet had the opportunity."  
 
 1974 April
         Jack Twist rounds his truck into the loney ramshackled farm house
where he has been told, Ennis lives, these days.  He starts to madly
honk the horn on his pickup, to announce his arrival.  Ennis has called
him on the telephone,",wants me to come on up to Wyoming, he is
finally ready to start that new sweet life we always talked bout." I have
all these plans i been saving up just in case he ever finally decided to
take me up on my offer."   "He's gonna love em, I jus know it."

1985 Nov.
         Ennis Del Mar, gets in his old pickup.. He is tired and worn.  He has no idea what he is gonna find..  He is out of work, out of tears, and out of his mind.  He has got to do something, even if it is wrong.  He cani't stay in that lonely room at Jr's house no longer. " I need to find somethin else to do.  I gotta see what the other "'QUEERS"  do." " I gotta find out if I am like Jack."  He pulls on out to the main highway, he is headin south, towards Laramie.     










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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 12, 2007, 05:34:51 pm
November 2, 1985

Ennis and Jack are working in the barn on this cold morning. More than a year has passed since the pair bought the Broken Arrow ranch near Fort Morgan, Colorado. Days filled with long hours, hard but satisfying labor and most important warm heartfelt companionship resulting in the big wide grins worn on their faces.

Ennis in the stall of his horse Thunder hears Jack moving in the far corner of the barn. His thoughts turned to the last year and a half. This...this almost didn't never happen....Jack here with him...'  Friend ..this is a bitch of unsatisfactory situation.....' Jack asleep in his arms every night...'Let me tell you I can't quit this job...and I cant get the time off in August'  Jack across from at his meals..." I wish I knew how to quit you..'  Jack under the same roof as he is now...'Then why don't you....Its cuz of you Ah'm like this....nothin'.....nowhere....'

Ennis looked up, walked over to Jack reached his arms him holding tight pressing his face against Jack's.

"OK there Ennis?" Jack enjoying the comfort.

"Yep...real good......real good bud.....Just glad your here...Jack"

"Me too....me too." Jack leaning into Ennis.

"Hey Ennis....you...you wanna...you know go in the house...."

"Guess it's gettin' close ta lunch, huh?...Just wanna stay like this a while longer fer just a bit."

"C'n stay like this all day if ya want....all day cowboy." Jack smiled, eyes closed.


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Post by: southendmd on February 12, 2007, 06:23:31 pm
My first ever drabble:


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November 1985
Dozy E Ranch
Ten Sleep, Wyoming

“Never liked them damn purple chairs, Jack,” Ennis said, putting the last of the Thanksgiving dishes into the cupboard.  “I know you got ‘em in the divorce an’ all, but, they just ain’t me.”

“We can’t afford new ones, En.  You know that.  Maybe next year the ranch’ll do better and we can get those oak ladder-back ones you like.  It’s not like we have folks over that often, anyway.”  Jack finished wiping the glasses dry and handed two to Ennis.  “We may not have much, but we got each other,” said Jack, snapping the dishtowel and connecting with its intended target, Ennis’s ass.

“Goddammit!” Ennis squealed, almost dropping the glasses.

“C’mon, cowboy, tell me where it hurts.” Jack grabbed him from behind and tried to subdue the squirming Ennis.  “Let’s hit the hay, I’m beat.”

“You’re beat?”  Ennis laughed.


Gravel kicked up and sprayed the trailer, coming off a passing semi and Ennis awoke with a gasp.  Tonight, the pillow was wet.
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 12, 2007, 06:29:03 pm
VERY GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by: southendmd on February 12, 2007, 06:34:30 pm
Thanks, Mark.  I had to write it out long-hand first. LOL

You're all so good, I felt inspired to give it a try.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 12, 2007, 06:38:18 pm


oh my goodness Paul that is wonderful. where have you been during all
of this activity..   its  soo so sad....                            janice
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Post by: Jeff Wrangler on February 12, 2007, 06:55:29 pm
I had to write it out long-hand first. LOL

Hey. That's real nice, bud, real nice.  ;)
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Post by: Lumière on February 12, 2007, 07:03:16 pm
Awesome drabbles everyone!  :D

Here is a poem I wrote a while back ..
(I wish Ennis kept a journal, might've released some of the demons ..)


E. Del Mar Journal
Entry number 10, dated April 1974

The days in between ..

The days in between drag ever so slowly
Determined to wear me down to the bone
The seconds tick at a snail's pace
As if to mock and tease me to my face ..

The days in between leave me hungry, starved
Hollow, desperate, shaken, fearful, angry;
They bleed me dry, leaving but an empty shell
My words on their own can not possibly tell ..

The days in between, I am, I simply be
All the passions I know rest with you.
They leave me craving, begging for another taste
Of you, our days; I pray they come with haste ..

The days in between are easier on me, I guess
For I know how much she hurts when I am aloof.
I pretend I can't hear the sobs or see her tears
Yet I've lived with the guilt all these years ..

If I must live a thousand more hours like these,
So be it.
They're worth it, for another glance at you
To me, beloved, you have no idea what you do ..


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Post by: bailey on February 12, 2007, 08:13:17 pm
Drabbles...short snippets of stories or dialogue, are good writing exercises and fun to read. Authors are often challenged to write a drabble in response to a prompt: a word, a phrase, or something similar. A few months ago, I was in an interactive forum where we had an impromptu "drabblefest." A bunch of authors were online and we wrote quick drabbles in response to prompts people threw at us.

I thought we could do the same thing here, but have it be ongoing, not a one shot thing. My thought: someone (me or whoever) can post a prompt and writers can respond with drabbles. Readers are encouraged to join in with comments. There is no limit to the number of drabbles. When the writing dies down on a prompt, someone can post a new one and the writing begins again.

I'd like to keep guidelines to a minimum. Drabbles should be 100-300 words and be somehow BBM related.

I'll start with a few prompts (and the first drabble). Since it is cold here, winter is on my mind. How about it people write something in response to:
  • bitter cold
  • snow
  • winter wheat

Have fun, everyone! Please feel free to join in. All are welcome to share their writings, ideas, and comments. Enjoy...

Leslie

I know this is an old one, but I chose bitter cold.

Until the cold, cold night when Jack had grabbed a sleeping Ennis’s hand and put it on his burning, yearning cock, Ennis hadn’t known what a touch could be.  He hadn’t felt a kind hand on him since the time his mama died and Alma had found him, and he hadn’t known how much he missed it.  Ennis would have settled for just a little affection, but Jack Twist had given him love in all its forms.  Not that Ennis thought of it that way; all he knew was he had never felt warmth like that which Jack gave him. 

100 words
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 12, 2007, 10:21:14 pm
Oh, this is great. Paul and Bailey, welcome to the Drabblefest! Mark, Lucise and Janice, thanks for your continuing contributions. For everyone who has posted, thanks!!

I missed today...this stupid business trip is occupying my mind. But, I am hoping to have some time on my trip to catch up, and part of my catching up will be a little different twist for the drabblefest. Stay tuned....

We will have prompts tomorrow.

L
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Post by: Lynne on February 12, 2007, 11:03:27 pm
Just popping in to say I *finally* caught up on this thread!  It sure is growing fast - so much talent, everywhere!!

What a terrific idea, Leslie!

I will be back!

-Lynne

 8)
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 13, 2007, 07:22:34 am
A slightly different take on prompts this morning:


Have fun!

Leslie
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 13, 2007, 09:51:06 am


Wrap yourself
                   oh wild one!
Betwixt the spaces
                   in my soul.
Refuse in your endeavor,
                   to carry the salt,
Of craven days long past
                   into our present.


Twist as the wind
                   off a mountain,
Makes it's way
                   around the words,
Be-spelled, and bespoken,
                   that do not fall,
From your pursed lips
                   yet are loudly echoed.


Reach my heart
                   with your calloused hand.
Make the journey
                   in manner only,
That you can know
                   by the tearing
Of skin as soft
                   as that of a babe.


84 words
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Post by: mariez on February 13, 2007, 01:34:10 pm
So great to see new drabblers!

Goadra, loved the political drabble - Congressman Aguirre?  Shudder.

Wow, Janice - loved how you moved time forward -you gave us three drabbles-in-one!


November 2, 1985
...................

"Yep...real good......real good bud.....Just glad your here...Jack"

"Me too....me too." Jack leaning into Ennis.

"Hey Ennis....you...you wanna...you know go in the house...."

"Guess it's gettin' close ta lunch, huh?...Just wanna stay like this a while longer fer just a bit."

"C'n stay like this all day if ya want....all day cowboy." Jack smiled, eyes closed.


Oh, this was wonderful!


My first ever drabble:

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November 1985
Dozy E Ranch
Ten Sleep, Wyoming

“Never liked them damn purple chairs, Jack,” Ennis said, putting the last of the Thanksgiving dishes into the cupboard.  “I know you got ‘em in the divorce an’ all, but, they just ain’t me.”

“We can’t afford new ones, En.  You know that.  Maybe next year the ranch’ll do better and we can get those oak ladder-back ones you like.  It’s not like we have folks over that often, anyway.”  Jack finished wiping the glasses dry and handed two to Ennis.  “We may not have much, but we got each other,” said Jack, snapping the dishtowel and connecting with its intended target, Ennis’s ass.

“Goddammit!” Ennis squealed, almost dropping the glasses.

“C’mon, cowboy, tell me where it hurts.” Jack grabbed him from behind and tried to subdue the squirming Ennis.  “Let’s hit the hay, I’m beat.”

“You’re beat?”  Ennis laughed.


Gravel kicked up and sprayed the trailer, coming off a passing semi and Ennis awoke with a gasp.  Tonight, the pillow was wet.

Sure hope you write more drabbles - that was great!



Here is a poem I wrote a while back ..
(I wish Ennis kept a journal, might've released some of the demons ..)

E. Del Mar Journal
Entry number 10, dated April 1974


Love getting inside Ennis's mind - beautiful as always!


I know this is an old one, but I chose bitter cold.

Until the cold, cold night when Jack had grabbed a sleeping Ennis’s hand and put it on his burning, yearning cock, Ennis hadn’t known what a touch could be.  He hadn’t felt a kind hand on him since the time his mama died and Alma had found him, and he hadn’t known how much he missed it.  Ennis would have settled for just a little affection, but Jack Twist had given him love in all its forms.  Not that Ennis thought of it that way; all he knew was he had never felt warmth like that which Jack gave him. 

100 words

That was superb - you expressed so much with such an economy of words!



Reach my heart
                   with your calloused hand.
Make the journey
                   in manner only,
That you can know
                   by the tearing
Of skin as soft
                   as that of a babe.

84 words

Scott, your writing always leaves me speechless.

Great prompts, Leslile!  Thanks, everyone!

Marie


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 13, 2007, 03:34:35 pm
     Ennis is wonderin, and wanderin, it is  very near the lite of day.

he feel the cold harsh wind falling off the mountain.

     He has the warmth of a friendship felt.  He seeks the dawning.

He is perusing the heart of his life.  He feels a stir.

     Never did i understand afor, how people have a sunny face.

But that damned Jack,,he knows that he has warmth in a way?

When he laid his hand on my wrecked head.  It was soft as as the skin of

newborn babe.  How can that be?  He kinda purrs.

     Jack sees Ennis's face, he sees the mountain, and he sees Bobby.

Just before he closes his eyes.  He feels as comforted as wearing,

his old worn slippers.  He stills...He stays that way.

    



    

    
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 13, 2007, 03:47:46 pm
So great to see new drabblers!


I don't know about anyone else who writes drabbles, but I so look forward to you coming to the thread each day Marie...you give me (and I'm sure a lot of others) a real boost!  Thanks!!!!!!!!
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Post by: Lumière on February 13, 2007, 04:03:57 pm
I don't know about anyone else who writes drabbles, but I so look forward to you coming to the thread each day Marie...you give me (and I'm sure a lot of others) a real boost!  Thanks!!!!!!!!

You aint alone on that score Scott. 
Cheers Marie ..  :)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 13, 2007, 04:51:54 pm


     Ditto; she is one of our drabble stars...

                                                                Janice
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 13, 2007, 04:56:51 pm
I agree!!!!! Fisrt thing I check on the computer in the west coast morning.
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 13, 2007, 05:13:10 pm
I love drabblefest!  Its so much fun.  The best thing to come along since Jake Jake Jake.  hehehehe
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Post by: mariez on February 13, 2007, 08:14:16 pm
Aww, shucks - you guys are getting me all choked up here!  All your drabbles are bright little peeks of sunshine in my stress-filled days   :)

Janice, I think today's drabble may be my favorite of all you've written so far - Jack and his sunny face!!! Love that.

Lynne is right - Leslie had a terrific idea.  Love the drabbles and love you guys!

Thanks,

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 13, 2007, 10:34:58 pm
I started the drabblefest on January 31, 2007 so tomorrow will be our two week anniversary...seems fitting to have it fall on Valentine's Day, doesn't it? I will dream up some extra special prompts.

Actually, I was supposed to go to Salt Lake City but my trip got cancelled because of weather! The weather is not here yet, which is sort of funny, but I am happy to be home and not stranded in some horrible motel near JFK airport, or, worse yet, sleeping on the floor of the airport. Right now I am saying, life is good.

I went through the two weeks of drabblefest, re-read all the prompts and drabbles...really great stuff here. I am trying to figure out the right way to archive it all, while keeping the thread lively. That's tomorrow's job, when I am home in a blizzard.

lI will also start drabble-writing again, I promise, now that this albatross of a business trip is off my neck!

L
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Post by: magicmountain on February 14, 2007, 06:02:43 am
Ennis struggled to his feet with Jack’s help. He couldn’t look at him for long moments. The rage, the terror still biting at his guts.

“Ennis?” He looked into eyes worried, querying. For the first time he saw something else. A hard edge of resolve. What this meant for their future he did not know and at this moment could not bear to think about. Somehow he had to stay upright.

“Ennis?” Arms reached out for him again. God he needed that comfort now. But the eyes still withheld something, he knew.

“I’m OK Jack. Just give me a moment here.” He could hardly breathe with the tightness in his chest. Ennis leant against his truck and a horse stamped. Jack’s arms dropped to his sides as they stared at each other.

“Jack ……..” As ever Ennis struggled to get the words out. “Jack, I........"

“You don’t need to say anything Ennis. I know how it is. I know. But you have to know how hard things have been…”

“Jack. I’ve tried to be different. If I could be different… God help me if I could be different ………”

“You are what you are Ennis.”

“What are we gonna do Jack?”

“I don’t know Ennis. I really don’t know.”

“Can we still see each other?”

“Even though …”

"Don’t say it Jack! I don’t want to know. I don’t want to hear. There's only one thing I know Jack. I can’t stand thinkin' I'll never see you again."

248 words
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Post by: mariez on February 14, 2007, 07:59:34 am
Glad you're home all safe and sound, Leslie - looking forward to more of your drabbles (and those extra special prompts)!


Jack didn’t mind having money. What he didn’t like was Lureen’s habit of replacing anything that was more’n six months old. Always new hats, jackets, even furniture didn’t stick around long. But Jack’d drawn the line at one item.

“Why, Jack? We can buy you a hundred nicer than that old hunk of metal.”

Jack’s belt buckle was the one thing in Texas as comfortable as an old pair of slippers.

(71 words)

Goadra, that was great - hold on to that buckle, Jack!


............

“Jack. I’ve tried to be different. If I could be different… God help me if I could be different ………”

“You are what you are Ennis.”

“What are we gonna do Jack?”

“I don’t know Ennis. I really don’t know.”

“Can we still see each other?”

“Even though …”

"Don’t say it Jack! I don’t want to know. I don’t want to hear. There's only one thing I know Jack. I can’t stand thinkin' I'll never see you again."

248 words

Jo, it's great to see you here!  You've captured Ennis and his anguish so perfectly - hard to read, but beautifully written.

Marie

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Post by: MaineWriter on February 14, 2007, 09:46:26 am
Happy Valentine's Day everybody! "L'amour, l'amour, tourjours l'amour." Anyone know what movie that is from? I want to say it is something by the Marx Brothers but I might be way off.

In honor of St. Valentine, here are some fitting prompts:


I don't know if Hershey's kisses are international or not. In case they aren't, for our international drabblers, kisses are little chocolate candies, wrapped in silver foil. Coincidentally, they are celebrating their 100th anniversary this year!

http://www.hersheys.com/kisses/

Have fun!

Leslie
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Post by: magicmountain on February 14, 2007, 10:09:37 am
Thanks Marie. That's my first effort at prose fiction. I found it interesting and even fun to do despite the subject matter. I wonder though how much more difficult it is to start from scratch without pre-existing characters and story line to work with!
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 14, 2007, 10:43:00 am
February 14, 2007
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX

“Mornin’, cowboy.”

Ennis turned from the window at the sound of Jack’s voice. “Mornin’ ta you, too. Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“Valentine’s? Oh shit, I forgot.”

“So ya didn’t get me a card?”

“I didn’t get ya anythin’. I’m sorry. I s’pose ya got me somethin’…” Jack’s voice trailed off.

“In a manner a speakin’,” replied Ennis. He crooked his finger at Jack. “C’mere.”

He pointed out the window to the bird feeder, hanging from the branches of the large oak tree in their front yard. A bright red cardinal was hopping on the ground, pecking at the seed scattered there.

“A cardinal!” said Jack. “How the hell did a cardinal ever end up in Quanah, Texas?”

“I dunno. He showed up last week and I bought some sunflower seeds to try to get em to stick around. Look,” he added. “There’s his mate.” He pointed to a dun colored bird with an orange beak, sitting on the branch. “The male let her eat first, kept an eye on her, now she’s takin’ her turn doin’ the watchin’.”

They watched the birds silently for a minute, then Jack smiled. “Ya know that fanfic story I was readin’,” he said.

“Which one, the long one?” Jack nodded yes. “Ya still readin’ that?”

“In fits and starts. I mostly skim for the sex.”

Ennis laughed. “Yeah, you would. So what about it?”

“Well, in that story, she had ya watchin’ birds, too.”

“Huh. Well, she got that right.”

“She got lots a stuff right about you, Ennis.”

Ennis looked carefully at Jack for a minute. “Tell ya what…”

“What?”

“I’d rather be watchin’ birds with you here in Quanah, than with some other guy in Laramie.”

Jack laughed. “You can say that again. Happy Valentine’s, babe. Thanks for the bird.”

(302 words)
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 14, 2007, 10:50:26 am
good one Leslie!
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 14, 2007, 10:59:52 am
He rolled over, sleepy from the longer than usual trip to the campsite.  They had not even enough energy to make love when they finally did arrive. The late summer night was warmer than usually, and they both stripped, and fell quickly into sleep, their clothes lying around and underneath them.

With the first rays of light, he slowly started re-emerging from his dreams.  As he rolled over, he felt the warm, soft, wettish feeling.  Without opening his eyes, he reached down and felt a sticky, slick substance.  In the dark of the tent he could not say immediately what it was, until he brought his fingers to his face, then the unmistakable scent assailed his nostrils, and attached to the sticky substance, was the tell-tale silver foil.  Junior must have sneaked some of the candy, Hershey’s Kisses,  he had given her before he left,  in his pocket, and now it had fallen out, melted under his and Jack’s hot skin, so that there were smears of chocolate across their bellies and down.

He lay in the dark, cursing Junior silently, until he felt Jacks wet, insistent tongue, licking the trail of sweetness  all the way down to the core.

200 words
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Post by: southendmd on February 14, 2007, 11:07:01 am
Scott, you naughty boy, that was fun.  ;)
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Post by: southendmd on February 14, 2007, 11:08:23 am
Leslie, I wondered how you were gonna get a cardinal down to Texas!

Lovely, and a nice homage to Louise.
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Post by: mariez on February 14, 2007, 01:08:13 pm
Why, Leslie, you clever thing, you!  Ha Ha! (and Jack skimming for the sex - of course, I've never done that!  ;) ) It's always Valentine's Day for your boys - that was simply wonderful!

Scott, I know I'm in for a treat when I see your name - that was better than a Hershey's kiss!

Thanks,

Marie
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Post by: Lumière on February 14, 2007, 02:52:57 pm
Leslie - That was beautiful.   :)

Scott - Loved that drabble .. you kinda got me there for a second .. (about the sticky stuff, I mean  :P )


This thread is a treat!  8)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 14, 2007, 03:37:21 pm
          "Ennis, Ennis"  Jack whispered to his friend.  "Looky yonder." " Its a
Bluejay on that branch." "Lordy ain't they purty."  "I jus love them." " They are
so beautiful."   Ennis says "Yeah, Junior was studyin bout them birds in school,
t'other day." " They got the same kind of birds back east.  Back there they
call em Cardinals." "Their red tho."
          "Well dang.  Aint that sump'n."  "I sure wish we could go back there
one of thes times."  "Meybe see, some of the stuff ,  they got  back there, we ain't never seen b'fore."
           "Well meybe we could. It.d sure be nice."  "Yeah thats gonna happen,
when they make them birds outta chocolate candy kisses, and birds can be
carried in yer pocket Jack." " Well breakfast is bout ready...wanta check my
pockets,,,?"   "Sure, breakfast kin wait.."  And they take off running for the  tent.
 
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Post by: belbbmfan on February 14, 2007, 03:57:04 pm
Leslie - That was beautiful.   :)

Scott - Loved that drabble .. you kinda got me there for a second .. (about the sticky stuff, I mean  :P )


This thread is a treat!  8)

I couldn't agree more Milli.

Scott, I don't know what a Hershey's Kiss is, but it sounds yummy  ;D
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Post by: southendmd on February 14, 2007, 03:59:51 pm
Fabienne et al:  this is what Hershey's kisses look like.  (Not near as good as Belgian chocolate, for sure.) They are made in Hershey, Pennsylvania.

Scott, I just noticed: they look like little chubby sperm!

(http://www.philgifts.com/ProdImages/Kiss_L.jpg)
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Post by: opinionista on February 14, 2007, 04:02:54 pm
Scott, I don't know what a Hershey's Kiss is, but it sounds yummy  ;D

This is a Hershey's kiss Fabienne. I've seen them here in Spain, so they're probably available in Belgium too.

(http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j120/nataligv_2006/kiss-1.jpg)
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Post by: southendmd on February 14, 2007, 04:08:00 pm
Great minds think alike, Natali!  ;)
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Post by: Lumière on February 14, 2007, 06:24:25 pm
One more go ..  8)



My First Valentine

February 1955

Jack Twist sat cross-legged on Jonathan’s bed, peeling the foil off the last of the Hershey’s kisses Jonathan’s mom had brought up to them a half hour before. 
“You boys make sure to do yer homework! I’ll be coming up to check ‘em in an hour, “ she’d warned, Jonathan had smiled rolling his eyes .. 

A few moments passed, Jonathan reached over the open books and grabbed Jack’s hand.  His big brown eyes even wider than normal,
“You know, J, sometimes I wish you were a girl – you could be my girlfriend .. instead of Sandra. 
I’m not even sure I like her. We could even get married one day, you know? I mean .. if you were a girl.” 

Jack smiled shyly at his friend, his face scarlet.  He held onto Jonathan’s hand,

“You ever kissed Sandra?”  Jonathan nodded, flashing another mischievous smile. 

“Really?  What was that like?” Jack looked at his friend with anticipation, his mouth open. 

In an instant, his best friend lunged forward and seized him by the shoulders, “Kinda like this ..” He knocked one of the open books to the floor as he kissed Jack clumsily on the lips.  Young Jack’s heart pounded hard in his chest. His face was three shades of red when a knock came on the bedroom door.  They both jumped to their feet as Jonathan’s mom opened the door. 

“Jonathan!  How many times have I warned you about doing this ..” 

Jack’s breath caught in his throat, “Er.. Mrs. Robinson, we were just .. um.. well,.. we were ..” 

She held out a photograph before them, “How many times do I have to tell you, I don’t want you going through my personal things.  This was my very best Elvis Presley photograph .. that is, before you drew hearts all over it!  What will I do with you Jonnie?”, she shook her head at the guilty faces ..



(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/Fun/c22e7b82.jpg)
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Post by: opinionista on February 14, 2007, 06:30:43 pm
Great minds think alike, Natali!  ;)

INDEED!   8)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 14, 2007, 06:35:33 pm


      Loved that Milli,,,so sweet,,,and the funny picture.....great

" funny valentine"                                              janice
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 14, 2007, 06:48:12 pm
     "Ummm sweet Kiss Ennis,"  "You have always had the sweetest
kisses,  but cowboy this is somethin else." 
     "Wanna try again?"  "Yep"
     "Ok, open yer mouth and close yer eyes."  "Heres that Hershey
Kiss. Now here comes the best part."  Ennis  sticks his tongue out
and on the end of his tongue is a Hershey Kiss, and he sticks it
into jacks mouth with his own tongue.  Melting in the hot,  and richly
sweet, chocolaty flavored mouth of his lover.. 
      "What made you think of those candies, Ennis?'  "You!!"
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Post by: mariez on February 14, 2007, 08:13:16 pm
Chubby sperm?   LOL!!! I'll never again eat a Hershey's kiss without thinking of that!


Those kisses sure did inspire you, Janice - we got two great drabbles today!  Love the little chocolate bird idea - somebody call Hershey's!



One more go ..  8)



My First Valentine

February 1955


(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/Fun/c22e7b82.jpg)

Okay, this was so sweet and outright hilarious - how do you do that? 

Thanks, all!

Marie
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Post by: Lumière on February 14, 2007, 10:04:27 pm
Cheers J and Marie!   ;D  Glad you enjoyed the dabble ..
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Post by: magicmountain on February 15, 2007, 07:48:55 am
Ennis advanced down the slope, fishing rod and creel case in hand like he was turning up to a masquerade party. He grasped them like props for all the world to see even though he and Jack were completely alone in the world.

“You’re late.” Jack smiling up at Ennis. They were in each others arms then, holding on, grinning madly into each other’s eyes, rocking together after the hard kiss of greeting. 

“You hungry? Ya wanna eat now?”

“Got no appetite just now. Not for food anyhow. Ya gonna tease me Jack?”

“I got two whole weeks ta tease you boy.”

“Yeah and I’ve had two whole months ta tease myself thinkin’ about you.”

Feeling Ennis, the bulk of the man, pressed up against his chest his breath sucking him in, sent Jack into a fevered trance. Ennis started to push him towards the tent, soft laughter fading. He sleepwalked towards it, his lover's grim passion bearing down on his neck and back, urging on his own bucking desire.

“Lie down.” Ennis’ hoarse whisper came in a gasp. Jack did as he was told. He hardly knew how to breathe.  Sometimes they went at it quickly, panting with the pain of waiting too long. Sometimes slow and deeply loving. Sometimes it was like this – brutal urgency held in check. Ennis crouched over him, drawing out the violence of the moment. It was all in their eyes as they gazed at each other. They could kill each other with the strength of what they felt just now.

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Post by: MaineWriter on February 15, 2007, 08:01:06 am
Good morning folks,

Clear and sunny after the big storm yesterday. Snow is on my mind so try these prompts on for size:


Leslie
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Post by: Beatrice on February 15, 2007, 08:07:03 am
No snow down here, but brilliant blue sky I can do...

********

Blue

“Daddy, what’s your favorite color?”

“Blue.”

“Like the sky?”

“Nope.”

“Ocean blue? Like Nana Beers hair?”

“Neither.”

“Like a robin’s egg, then.”

Another no.

“Well, what other blue is there?”

“Those’re all nice blues, mind you. But, what I’m talkin’ ‘bout is special. This one can make me madder n’ hell n’ then smile just the same.”

“Ain’t no such thing!”

“You bet there is, Junior.”

“What makes it so special?”

‘Cause I want t’ see it blinkin’ sleepy in the mornin’ n’ needin’ me at night. It’s my every breath, my life. ‘Cause its Jack n’ -

“It’s mine.”

**********

- 100 words

B
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Post by: mariez on February 15, 2007, 08:50:19 am
..... It was all in their eyes as they gazed at each other. They could kill each other with the strength of what they felt just now.


Loved these last lines, especially, Jo - great intensity! 


No snow down here, but brilliant blue sky I can do...

********

Blue

.  .  .  .

“What makes it so special?”

‘Cause I want t’ see it blinkin’ sleepy in the mornin’ n’ needin’ me at night. It’s my every breath, my life. ‘Cause its Jack n’ -

“It’s mine.”

**********

- 100 words

B

It's not just brilliant blue sky you can do, B -  it's just plain brilliant writing, too!

Great prompts, as always, Leslie!

Thanks!

Marie
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Post by: belbbmfan on February 15, 2007, 11:58:17 am

It's not just brilliant blue sky you can do, B -  it's just plain brilliant writing, too!

Great prompts, as always, Leslie!

Thanks!

Marie

I agree Marie! Thank you to all who drabble  :)

This thread is a gem!
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 15, 2007, 12:04:53 pm
Don Wroe’s Cabin
May, 1976

Ennis stacked the luncheon plates in the sink, intending to wash them later, when they had heated some hot water on the stove.

“I think I’m gonna take a nap,” said Jack. “I’m still tired.”

“Sure,” said Ennis, nodding, watching as Jack walked over to the bed. He tried not to stare as Jack stripped off his pants and shirt and climbed in between the sheets, still wearing his tee shirt and boxers. I should be there with you, he thought, still puzzled by Jack’s mood and silence.

Within minutes he heard a soft snore and knew Jack was asleep. Ennis, who rarely slept during the day, realized he was restless and antsy…he needed something to do. He rummaged in a closet and found some fishing tackle, laughing softly at the irony. Nine years a fishin’ trips and the one time I don’t bring my own gear, I actually end up fishin’.

He stepped out on the porch and noticed that a stiff breeze had picked up. He went back into the house, intending to retrieve his jacket, but stopped. Jack’s duffle was open on the floor. Ennis quietly reached in and pushed the folded clothes around, finding what he was looking for at the bottom of the bag…a heavy wool sweater, navy blue. Jack had brought this on several recent trips and Ennis always admired it…the navy wool, reflecting in the blue of Jack’s eyes, and the brilliant blue of the sky. It was a combination Ennis couldn’t resist.

He pulled the sweater over his head, smelling the familiar odor of Jack, tobacco, and a tang of mothballs. “Hope ya don’t  mind, bud,” he whispered softly, “I’m gonna borrow this for the afternoon.”

He picked up the fishing rod and headed out the door.


(299 words)
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Post by: mariez on February 15, 2007, 01:42:06 pm
Yes, Fabienne - you've hit upon the perfect word - gem!


Don Wroe’s Cabin
May, 1976

.    .    . 

He pulled the sweater over his head, smelling the familiar odor of Jack, tobacco, and a tang of mothballs. “Hope ya don’t  mind, bud,” he whispered softly, “I’m gonna borrow this for the afternoon.”


(299 words)

Aww, Leslie - Great Big Sigh.  Thanks.

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 15, 2007, 02:36:09 pm
     It was a bright blue, clear sunny day, the night had been cold an
chill.  The snow of the day before lay cold, and bleak on the top of
nearby mountains.. That is what you saw, when you, looked up.
     He wore a scruffy old sweater, but it held no warmth on this
cold day.  He looked up with unseeing eyes, he was beheld by
a trio of darkest brown.  The youngest beheld, and froze with fear.

74 words
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 15, 2007, 03:03:31 pm
I missed a few days of writing, getting ready for the (now cancelled) business trip...today I feel like catching up. Hope you all enjoy an extra drabble from me!


April 1974


Ennis picked up the saddle and put it on Banshee’s back, tightening the rigging and adjusting the stirrups. “C’mon you lazy fuck,” he called to Jack, who stuck his head out of the tent.

“What?” said Jack, sleepily, rubbing his eyes.

“Get out here and get a saddle on Sioux. I ain’t gonna do all the work.”

Jack hauled himself up, fastening his pants as he walked towards the horses. “Why’d we need ta go ridin’ so early? We could stay in the tent and screw a bit more, go ridin’ later in the day.”

Ennis shook his head. “You always were the lazy one a the two a us, Jack,” he said with a smile. “I been awake for hours, watchin’ you sleep. It’s a beautiful spring mornin’, let’s get up in the mountains, get a nice ride…then,” he added, with a wink, “we can get back ta fuckin’.”

“I’m lazy and yer a workaholic.”

“Worka-what?”

“Workaholic…like alcoholic, ‘cept ya want ta work all the time.”

“Huh.” Ennis snorted. “This is my vacation, I’m just enjoyin’ myself. Ain’t work, bein’ with you.”

“Ain’t work?”

“’Course it ain’t. It’s the thing…” he paused, his voice catching in his throat. He looked down at the saddle, hoping Jack wouldn’t see the tears that had gathered at the edge of his eyes. “It’s the thing that keeps me goin’ day ta day, that keeps me breathin’, that keeps me from losin’ my mind,” he said softly.

Jack moved closer to Ennis and ran the back of his fingers along his cheek. “Me too, cowboy,” he answered, his voice equally soft. Then, straightening up and stepping back, his voice now a normal volume. “Lemme get this saddle on Sioux. Time’s awastin’.”

Ennis smiled at Jack, wiping his eyes with his hand. “Got somethin’ in em,” he said, his voice sheepish.

“Sure thing,” said Jack. “Let’s go for a ride.”

(318 words)


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Post by: southendmd on February 15, 2007, 03:19:46 pm
“Got somethin’ in em,” he said, his voice sheepish.

Me too.
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Post by: Lumière on February 15, 2007, 03:29:58 pm
One more dabble ..


A Harsh Hand ..
March 1957

He was quiet through out the funeral service
His expression stoic, unwilling to shed a single tear.
He held tightly onto his sister's hand
As she hunched over, weeping uncontrollably.
His brother stood beside him, eyes fixed to the floor
His breath uneven, tears rolling down his face.

There was nothing left, just them three
And a measly sum of twenty-four dollars,
Cold coins at the bottom of an old coffee can.
One miserably cold, snowy night
Fate had dealt them a harsh hand,
Cursed be that icy curve on Dead Horse Road..

That night after they returned from the Methodist Church,
He crawled into his folks' old, creaky bed.
He rolled himself into a ball
And lay down on the left side of the bed.
His Ma always slept on the left side
He could still smell her,
The faint fragrance of her lavender shampoo
Lingered on the flattened pillow..

"What'll become of us, Ma?" he whispered.
He reached underneath the pillow
And pulled out his mother's favorite gray sweater.
She'd had it ever since he could remember.
He crawled into it, his thin arms disappearing in the sleeves.
Only then did his eyes sting with tears -
Lying there, where his Ma had slept only days before.
Alone in that cold, dark bedroom
He wept and wept, curled up in his Ma's heavy wool sweater..

~ 233 words


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Post by: mariez on February 15, 2007, 07:27:21 pm
Ooh, Janice - that one's gonna haunt me!


Me too.

Me three, Leslie.


One more dabble ..

A Harsh Hand ..
March 1957
Dang, you managed to push almost all my sad buttons with that one - and then the picture on top of it . . .

Thanks, all.

Marie

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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 15, 2007, 08:49:38 pm
Febuary 7, 2007
Ennis reached for the navy blue wool sweater pullling over his head, weary arms through the sleeves. Once covered he smoothed it on his chest admiring the heavy yarn on this chilly morning, thinking if that Christmas a few years ago when he opened the big box adorned with fancy red and green bows with this sweater Alma Jr. had knitted for him. Looking in the mirror, he sees his face lined from decades in the wind and the sun, still sporting most of his hair, now streaked with grey. He had loved living in this house, in back of Alma Jr.'s and Kurt's that he had help them buy and not long after his first grandchild was born. Playing with his grandkids in the huge back yard, babysitting whenever he was needed, telling them stories of all his ranching days,  Sunday dinners with his whole family in the patio when it was warm. The yard stood empty now, all three of Jr's children grown, the last just left for college this last year.

Ennis reached for the closet door to close it lingering on the shirts hanging on th inside. Alma Jr. didn't like to talk about her daddy be'en gone, but Ennis had made she sure she knew that when his time had come he was to be buried in those shirts, just as they hung here one inside the other with a fresh pair of jeans, his favorite boots and hat.

Ennis touched the collar of the blue shirt. "Won't be long now bud...comin' soon....no...won't be long......Jack....Jack...Ah still see you in my dreams....riddin' tagether up in the Big Horns....after all this time....sometime when Ah wake...if 'n Ah just keep my eyes closed Ah can feel those big ol' arms of yours 'round me...tight.....your breath on my neck....face again' mine.....That's ....that' really you...isn't it....Jack?"

Ennis....Ennis don't worry none...It's really me cowboy....Keeping a eye on ya bud. Savin' a place fer us...be together fer ever. You just...take care of yerself....and don't be worrin' none.

 
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 15, 2007, 09:09:06 pm
Febuary 7, 2007
Ennis reached for the navy blue wool sweater pullling over his head, weary arms through the sleeves. Once covered he smoothed it on his chest admiring the heavy yarn on this chilly morning, thinking if that Christmas a few years ago when he opened the big box adorned with fancy red and green bows with this sweater Alma Jr. had knitted for him. Looking in the mirror, he sees his face lined from decades in the wind and the sun, still sporting most of his hair, now streaked with grey. He had loved living in this house, in back of Alma Jr.'s and Kurt's that he had help them buy and not long after his first grandchild was born. Playing with his grandkids in the huge back yard, babysitting whenever he was needed, telling them stories of all his ranching days,  Sunday dinners with his whole family in the patio when it was warm. The yard stood empty now, all three of Jr's children grown, the last just left for college this last year.

Ennis reached for the closet door to close it lingering on the shirts hanging on th inside. Alma Jr. did like to talk about her daddy be'en gone, but Ennis had made she sure she knew that when his time had come he was to be buried in those shirts, just as the hung here one inside the other with a fresh pair of jeans, his favorite boots and hat.

Ennis touched the collar of the blue shirt. "Won't be long now bud...comin' up soon....no...won't be long......Jack....Jack...Ah still see you in my dreams....riddin' tagether up in the Big Horns....after all this time....sometime when Ah wake...if 'n Ah just keep my eyes closed Ah can feel those big ol' arms of yours 'round me...tight.....your breath on my neck....face again' mine.....That's ....that' really you...isn't it....Jack?"

Ennis....Ennis don't worry none...It's really me cowboy....Keeping a eye on ya bud. Savin' a place fer us...be together fer ever. You just...take care of yerself....and don't be worrin' none.

 

               Ahh Mark, that is beautiful..Together, forever......

                                                         janice
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Post by: mariez on February 15, 2007, 09:12:41 pm
Febuary 7, 2007

 . . . .

Ennis....Ennis don't worry none...It's really me cowboy....Keeping a eye on ya bud. Savin' a place fer us...be together fer ever. You just...take care of yerself....and don't be worrin' none.
 

You're killing me here, you know that don't you?  That was breathtaking.

Thanks - Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 16, 2007, 07:53:42 am
Happy Friday, everyone!

Give these prompts a try:


Leslie
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Post by: belbbmfan on February 16, 2007, 11:34:59 am
Febuary 7, 2007
Ennis reached for the navy blue wool sweater pullling over his head, weary arms through the sleeves. Once covered he smoothed it on his chest admiring the heavy yarn on this chilly morning, thinking if that Christmas a few years ago when he opened the big box adorned with fancy red and green bows with this sweater Alma Jr. had knitted for him. Looking in the mirror, he sees his face lined from decades in the wind and the sun, still sporting most of his hair, now streaked with grey. He had loved living in this house, in back of Alma Jr.'s and Kurt's that he had help them buy and not long after his first grandchild was born. Playing with his grandkids in the huge back yard, babysitting whenever he was needed, telling them stories of all his ranching days,  Sunday dinners with his whole family in the patio when it was warm. The yard stood empty now, all three of Jr's children grown, the last just left for college this last year.

Ennis reached for the closet door to close it lingering on the shirts hanging on th inside. Alma Jr. didn't like to talk about her daddy be'en gone, but Ennis had made she sure she knew that when his time had come he was to be buried in those shirts, just as the hung here one inside the other with a fresh pair of jeans, his favorite boots and hat.

Ennis touched the collar of the blue shirt. "Won't be long now bud...comin' soon....no...won't be long......Jack....Jack...Ah still see you in my dreams....riddin' tagether up in the Big Horns....after all this time....sometime when Ah wake...if 'n Ah just keep my eyes closed Ah can feel those big ol' arms of yours 'round me...tight.....your breath on my neck....face again' mine.....That's ....that' really you...isn't it....Jack?"

Ennis....Ennis don't worry none...It's really me cowboy....Keeping a eye on ya bud. Savin' a place fer us...be together fer ever. You just...take care of yerself....and don't be worrin' none.

 


 :'(  :'(  :'(

sad but beautiful. thank you!
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 16, 2007, 12:32:26 pm
More than the prompts, I was inspired by the picture I posted in the Heath, Heath, Heath thread. This is another "A Love Born From Steel" missing moment.



Riverton, WY
July 15, 1976

Alma pulled out the dresser drawer, sighing to herself. Most of the packing in the apartment was finished; the boxes had been delivered to Monroe’s bungalow. All that was left were her clothes and personal things. Her hand sifted through the worn lingerie and she idly thought that she should buy some new things for the wedding and honeymoon. Monroe kept telling her not to worry about money, it was different now. But old habits die hard and all she knew was being poor, not spending money on lacy underwear.

As she reached in the drawer, her fingers grasped the edge of a wooden frame and from under her panties and her bras, she pulled out their wedding portrait. She sighed again, thinking she’d need to get rid of it now, no need to have an embarrassing picture like this around as she started her new life with her second husband.

She gazed at the picture in her hands, noticing anew just how grim Ennis appeared. “I look determined,” she thought, “he looks ready ta spit bullets.”

A tear splashed on the glass and she wiped it with her finger. “Oh, Ennis, why couldn’t we make it work? I loved you so much…” Another tear slid down her cheek and she wiped it away. “Did you ever love me?” she murmured, “or was it always Jack? Was he always the one who had your heart?”

Sighing again, she slid the picture out of the frame, then walked into the kitchen and laid it in the sink. Taking a match from the box on the sill, she lit it and touched it to the corner, and watched as the flames consumed them both, first Ennis, then Alma. “That’s it. Monroe is my life now.”

She threw the cheap wooden frame into the trash and went back into the bedroom to finish her packing.

(312 words)


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Post by: mariez on February 16, 2007, 01:12:13 pm
A picture really is worth a thousand words - and in this case the picture is worth a thousand or more sad, frustrating, heartbreaking words.  Yes, Alma, it was always Jack.  Really, really fine writing there, Leslie.

Thanks.

Marie
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Post by: southendmd on February 16, 2007, 01:37:27 pm
Nice, Leslie.  Really expresses who Alma is:  sad, yet determined. 

Love the "lost portrait".
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 16, 2007, 01:38:05 pm
    "Well Ennis it is my considered opinion,  the ranch won't last out the year."  "The price
of beef has been dropping for the last two years."  "I really don't think it is going to
change much in the forseeable future."  "I have tried to  stick it out, but it isn't
getting any better, at all."  " I am looking at a potentially embarressing bankruptcy here." 
"Rather than have it come to that, im getting out while i can still look folks in the eye."
    Ennis left Stoddamiers office, with a not surprised, but resigned look..He had expected
it.  It had been coming for some time now.  He figured it was the last of his old life.  He
didn't have his job anymore, he didn't have, Jack no more
...he looked at the long low,
rolling hills leading to the high mountains, and wondered what could this life hold anymore.
Was there anything at all that might give him a reason to get up tomorrow...?
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Post by: mariez on February 16, 2007, 05:13:57 pm
Aww, Janice, that made me want to jump into your drabble and give Ennis a hug - but the saddest part is I don't know what I'd say to him.

Thanks - Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 16, 2007, 05:27:02 pm
A second one from me today...that picture really hit home! Please notice the date. We have a little bookend thing going on here.



July 15, 1976
Quanah, TX

Ennis opened the drawer, reaching for a clean tee shirt, then paused, and picked up the stack of snapshots that lay on the top of the dresser. These were the pictures they took when they finished painting: lots of pictures of the house, to show Hal;  Ennis in shorts, Jack smiling. At the bottom of the stack were a few of the two of them, taken by Tom Lawrence—standing, sitting, Ennis with his arm around Jack’s shoulders.

Ennis picked up one of the pictures of him alone, studying it carefully. He realized he had rarely seen himself in a photo. He looked at it, trying to be dispassionate…thinking of it not as himself, but some other man. He took in the long legs and happy grin, the blond hair. The picture was too small to see his eyes but Ennis lifted his face and looked in the mirror, gazing at his brown eyes, thinking of Alma’s brown eyes, so different from Jack’s.

His mind wandered to the memory of his wedding picture that had hung in the living room throughout his marriage. “I hated that picture,” he thought. “I looked like I was goin’ ta my execution.” He idly wondered what had ever come of it…it had disappeared off the wall after the divorce. He didn’t really care…he never wanted to see it again.

Ennis sorted through the rest of the pictures, pausing at the one of him and Jack on the steps. He looked at their open smiles to each other, his arm around Jack. “This is a more fittin’ weddin’ picture,” he thought, tucking it in the frame of the mirror.

(281 words)
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on February 16, 2007, 05:45:27 pm
nice drabble leslie

the first drabble from july 15 1976 was so sad

this one makes me smile
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 16, 2007, 05:55:44 pm
     " Jack, have you gotten enough to eat?"  " How did you like those
pickes."  "They had a very unique taste." "What were they?"  "They were
pickled mountain oysters."  "Mountain oysters, i ain't never, heard  of
piclin mountain oysters Ennis." 
     "Well its a special recipe from Alma's mamma she got it from her
grandma..and her grandma  afore that.." 
     "Well sometimes its better to let them old recipes die, with them
that made em up."
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Post by: mariez on February 16, 2007, 06:38:13 pm
Great to see double-drabbling!


A second one from me today...that picture really hit home! Please notice the date. We have a little bookend thing going on here.



July 15, 1976
Quanah, TX

Ennis opened the drawer, reaching for a clean tee shirt, then paused, and picked up the stack of snapshots that lay on the top of the dresser. These were the pictures they took when they finished painting: lots of pictures of the house, to show Hal;  Ennis in shorts, Jack smiling. At the bottom of the stack were a few of the two of them, taken by Tom Lawrence—standing, sitting, Ennis with his arm around Jack’s shoulders.

Ennis picked up one of the pictures of him alone, studying it carefully. He realized he had rarely seen himself in a photo. He looked at it, trying to be dispassionate…thinking of it not as himself, but some other man. He took in the long legs and happy grin, the blond hair. The picture was too small to see his eyes but Ennis lifted his face and looked in the mirror, gazing at his brown eyes, thinking of Alma’s brown eyes, so different from Jack’s.

His mind wandered to the memory of his wedding picture that had hung in the living room throughout his marriage. “I hated that picture,” he thought. “I looked like I was goin’ ta my execution.” He idly wondered what had ever come of it…it had disappeared off the wall after the divorce. He didn’t really care…he never wanted to see it again.

Ennis sorted through the rest of the pictures, pausing at the one of him and Jack on the steps. He looked at their open smiles to each other, his arm around Jack. “This is a more fittin’ weddin’ picture,” he thought, tucking it in the frame of the mirror.
(281 words)


Yes, that picture really did hit home. You're amazing, Leslie.  Truly. 


     " Jack, have you gotten enough to eat?"  " How did you like those
pickes."  "They had a very unique taste." "What were they?"  "They were
pickled mountain oysters."  "Mountain oysters, i ain't never heard  of
piclin mountain oysters Ennis." 
     "Well its a special recipe from Alma's mamma she got it from her
grandma..and her grandma fore that.." 
     "Well sometimes its better to let them old recipes, die with them
that made em up."

LMAO!!! Yeah, when someone describes a recipe as "unique" you know you're in trouble!   :laugh:

Thanks again!

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 17, 2007, 08:32:39 am
Today's prompts come from our friend, and occasional drabbler, goadra:


Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 17, 2007, 10:38:40 am
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
August, 1986

Jenny leaned over the fence, rubbing the soft skin of Twister’s nose. “I’m gonna miss you, big guy,” she said softly.

“And he’s gonna miss you too,” said Jack, coming up behind her.

“Oh!” she said, startled. “Uncle Jack! I didn’t hear you comin’.”

He motioned towards the house. “We got the truck all loaded, darlin’, and need ta get goin’ if we’re gonna get ta the airport on time.”

She nodded. “I know…I can’t believe I’m leaving…Part of me doesn’t want ta go.”

“I can understand that, but it’s time, honey…time for the lil bird ta leave the nest.”

“You know, Uncle Jack, that you saved my life. You and Daddy. Without you, I don’t know where I’d be today.”

“Well, yer daddy saved my life, so I guess it’s only right that I return the favor.”

“You were really serious?”

“I was completely serious. I had a gun and a plan. It was yer daddy who…well, you know the story.”

Jenny felt tears gather at the corner of her eyes. “Oh, Uncle Jack, the thought of not having you in my life…”

Jack leaned over and brushed the tears from her cheek with a gentle finger. “Well, I am in yer life and I ain’t goin’ away…even if you are far away at college in Massachusetts. You can just pick up the phone, any time ya want ta talk.”

She slipped her hand into his and turned towards the house. “Thank you, Uncle Jack. That means more ta me than you know.” She fixed her features and gave him a shaky smile. “And now, I s’pose we got ta get goin’.”

“We do, ‘cause you got a plane ta catch. Let’s go, lil bird.”


293 words
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Post by: belbbmfan on February 17, 2007, 12:51:46 pm
Leslie, this is just perfect, another wonderful story from the Lazy L just before I leave. I'll read 'how it all began at the Lazy L' again next week!

See you next sunday!




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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 17, 2007, 02:12:30 pm
     Ennis's old truck, rattled and bumped, the road was rutted and rocky
with the tracks of recent rains..The sky, held a look of impending doom..It was
sunny enough, but the feeling of dire dread, and rain, was in his mind.
     The only thing he saw. Was the darkening of his eyes. When they Filled  with the look of betrayal.
      Jack watched as the fire of this last day.  Of their oh too short, trip comes to a tempestious end.
     They had both been vile in the release of their sorrow.  Jack had told, " how he would love to quit him."  Ennis saying "it might get you
killed."  Truth is, neither one, really believes the harsh words.  It was
easier to fight, and part, and pretend, they were angry men, than to
allow the true feelings to come forth..The truth is, every time they
part, The sharpness of that cut, is getting more difficult to bear.
     They had never been able to say the real truth..the real was
beyond bearing.." Let be," it's  better this way.  Better this way.
    
    

 
 
    
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Post by: el_wing on February 17, 2007, 03:22:08 pm
He placed the roses on the grave that held no spirit, just a name on a stone. The spirit was in some jar, betrayed yet again by a father who would never let his soul run free. Ennis yearned to release Jack—at least some small part of him. He’d cried a lifetime of tears; maybe one of those tears would be enough.
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Post by: mariez on February 17, 2007, 05:47:43 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
August, 1986

.  .    .
Jenny felt tears gather at the corner of her eyes. “Oh, Uncle Jack, the thought of not having you in my life…”

Jack leaned over and brushed the tears from her cheek with a gentle finger. “Well, I am in yer life and I ain’t goin’ away…even if you are far away at college in Massachusetts. You can just pick up the phone, any time ya want ta talk.”

.   .    .
293 words

Leslie, it makes me so happy to know that Jenny has Jack and that Jack has Jenny-what a special bond!

  Truth is, neither one really believes the harsh words.  It was
easier to fight, and part, and pretend, they were angry men, than to
allow the true feelings to come forth..The truth is, every time they
part The sharpness of that cut, is getting more difficult to bear.
     They had never been able to say the real truth..the real was
beyond bearing.." Let be," it's  better this way.  Better this way.
     

Such a sad truth, Janice.


He placed the roses on the grave that held no spirit, just a name on a stone. The spirit was in some jar, betrayed yet again by a father who would never let his soul run free. Ennis yearned to release Jack—at least some small part of him. He’d cried a lifetime of tears; maybe one of those tears would be enough.


el_wing, I kept reading that over and over - it was so perfectly written!


Nest

Lureen spent the rest of the day feeling as if she’d stepped into a hornet’s nest: the unceasing buzzing in her ears, her head spinning, skin tingling—no, aching, hurting all over. All from a single phone call that had lasted maybe a few minutes.



Roses

He had never bought flowers for anyone, she knew that, but she didn’t want to go to that place empty-handed, couldn’t bear to have his spot the only one without something on it. She asked the lady at the flower shop what the colors meant. Too many to choose from, so she finally decided on a mixed bouquet of roses, one of each. The lady smiled warmly. “You know what means? ‘You’re everything to me.’”

Junior nodded gratefully through her tears. “I couldn’t have made a better choice.”

goadra, these were just so, so sad - but in such a beautiful, beautiful way - you made me ache along with Lureen and tear up along with Junior!  Great prompts, btw!

Thanks, all.

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 17, 2007, 07:05:02 pm
     Ennis lay a Blue Jays nest, and a single rose upon a large rock
outcropping..It was high up on Brokeback, up where the Eagles soared.
This was the place where he and Jack had sat that first day on the way
up the mountain.  Jack tending the young sheep that had had gotten the wild  thorns entangled in its tender feet .
     As  Ennis had sat and watched his new young friend..He saw
the tenderness he held in his eyes.  .When he released the
young buck, it scampered off a distance and stopped and looked back
before moving off to join the flock.  He glanced out from under his
hat, too shy, to make a sound, and much less to speak.  He thought he
had never met a man with such tender ways,,he admired a man who
felt kind towards animals..He himself, held his animals in very high regard.
     Ennis saw the blue of the sky, and the fluffy clouds on this cold, fall
day..It reminded him yet again, of the fluff of the lamb, and the blue
that could never, be matched in his heart."  Fly Jack, up with
the high winds, and the beautiful blue. " I know yer here bud, just wait a while, i'm coming back too.. "            
 
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 17, 2007, 07:52:46 pm


Surgery         (301 Words)


The new rose bush planted just below the living room window was the first thing Ennis noticed upon exiting his truck, making his way slowly to the front door, shaking his head, grumbling slightly…

‘Dammit, Jack,’ Ennis muttered, “…you’s supposed to be restin’.” 

Ennis entered their home and followed the sounds and smells to the kitchen, where he found Jack busily attacking a pile of vegetables with a very large, very sharp knife.
 
“Hey, Bud…thought the doc told you to rest…” Ennis began.
 
Jack jumped and turned quickly, large knife still gripped tightly between tense fingers.
 
“You think you might wanna put that thing down before I mosey over there and try to hug ya?”  Ennis teased.
 
“Hey cowboy, didn’t hear ya come in.”  Jack laid down the knife and grabbed Ennis to himself, letting his tired spirit snuggle and nest into the taller man’s body.
 
“Why aint ya resting like the doc told you to, huh?”
 
“En,” Jack sighed, “…please…don’t start.  Can’t stand this…can’t stand my body betraying me like this.  It’s like I’m being punished for needin’ somethin I can’t quit needin’ any more than I can quit needin’ to breathe.”  Jack shook quietly in Ennis’ arms.  “Aint right...just aint right…” Jack sighed, letting his head come to rest softly on Ennis’ shoulder.
 
Ennis held his man tenderly, stroking his hair, before finally pulling back to hold his lover’s face, looking deeply into his eyes…

“You’re gonna be fine, Jack.  Doc said so.”  Ennis’ voice broke as he gripped Jack tightly, leaning his head quickly over Jack’s shoulder again, so the clutching man who needed him so much wouldn’t see the tears starting to work their way from his eyes.  Ennis continued to repeat the only thing he was willing to accept at the moment…

“…gonna be just fine…”      


301 Words

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 18, 2007, 01:22:20 am

Surgery         (301 Words)


The new rose bush planted just below the living room window was the first thing Ennis noticed upon exiting his truck, making his way slowly to the front door, shaking his head, grumbling slightly…

‘Dammit, Jack,’ Ennis muttered, “…you’s supposed to be restin’.” 

Ennis entered their home and followed the sounds and smells to the kitchen, where he found Jack busily attacking a pile of vegetables with a very large, very sharp knife.
 
“Hey, Bud…thought the doc told you to rest…” Ennis began.
 
Jack jumped and turned quickly, large knife still gripped tightly between tense fingers.
 
“You think you might wanna put that thing down before I mosey over there and try to hug ya?”  Ennis teased.
 
“Hey cowboy, didn’t hear ya come in.”  Jack laid down the knife and grabbed Ennis to himself, letting his tired spirit snuggle and nest into the taller man’s body.
 
“Why aint ya resting like the doc told you to, huh?”
 
“En,” Jack sighed, “…please…don’t start.  Can’t stand this…can’t stand my body betraying me like this.  It’s like I’m being punished for needin’ somethin I can’t quit needin’ any more than I can quit needin’ to breathe.”  Jack shook quietly in Ennis’ arms.  “Aint right...just aint right…” Jack sighed, letting his head come to rest softly on Ennis’ shoulder.
 
Ennis held his man tenderly, stroking his hair, before finally pulling back to hold his lover’s face, looking deeply into his eyes…

“You’re gonna be fine, Jack.  Doc said so.”  Ennis’ voice broke as he gripped Jack tightly, leaning his head quickly over Jack’s shoulder again, so the clutching man who needed him so much wouldn’t see the tears starting to work their way from his eyes.  Ennis continued to repeat the only thing he was willing to accept at the moment…

“…gonna be just fine…”      


301 Words

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        This is real life dear,,very nice, i hope they are  " gonna be just fine...."
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 18, 2007, 06:27:31 am
I just caught up with all the drabbles of the last days. Still love this thread.

Leslie I like your drabbles about the wedding pic. Though it's sad that they both disliked this pic and their marriage so much. I remember that my parents both kept a copy of their wedding picture and cherished it, even after their divorce. It represented good times and bad times (more bad times, I guess), but it was a part of their life.


My first ever drabble:


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November 1985
Dozy E Ranch
Ten Sleep, Wyoming

“Never liked them damn purple chairs, Jack,” Ennis said, putting the last of the Thanksgiving dishes into the cupboard.  “I know you got ‘em in the divorce an’ all, but, they just ain’t me.”

“We can’t afford new ones, En.  You know that.  Maybe next year the ranch’ll do better and we can get those oak ladder-back ones you like.  It’s not like we have folks over that often, anyway.”  Jack finished wiping the glasses dry and handed two to Ennis.  “We may not have much, but we got each other,” said Jack, snapping the dishtowel and connecting with its intended target, Ennis’s ass.

“Goddammit!” Ennis squealed, almost dropping the glasses.

“C’mon, cowboy, tell me where it hurts.” Jack grabbed him from behind and tried to subdue the squirming Ennis.  “Let’s hit the hay, I’m beat.”

“You’re beat?”  Ennis laughed.


Gravel kicked up and sprayed the trailer, coming off a passing semi and Ennis awoke with a gasp.  Tonight, the pillow was wet.

Paul, damn, you really got me with this one  :'(
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 18, 2007, 08:49:33 am
Today's prompts for the drabbling crowd:


Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 18, 2007, 09:15:27 am
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX

Jack turned on his side and hitched himself up on his elbow. “Ennis, do you believe in God?”

Ennis looked at him. “Yeah. Do you?”

Jack nodded yes. “I do. We don’t go ta church y’know.”

“I can’t abide church. That fire and brimstone crowd? I don’t need ta be lectured at ev’ry week, tellin’ me I’m unnatural for lovin’ you.”

“My momma used to go to church.”

“My momma did too. And Alma does. I went for awhile, but quit.”

“When?”

Ennis gave Jack a small smile. “After seein’ you in ’67. I realized then it was sorta…what’s the word? For two-faced?”

“Hypocritical?”

“Yeah, that. Besides, I realized I didn’t need a middleman ta have a conversation with the Big Guy.”

Jack laughed softly. “You talk to God?”

“Ev’ry day. Ev’ry day I send up a prayer of thanks for havin’ you in my life. And I send up another one askin’ Him ta keep you safe.”

“It’s you and God keepin' me safe?” said Jack, with a grin. “I ain’t got nothin’ ta do with it?”

“Well, mebbe a little, like when you wear your seatbelt and stuff. But mostly it’s God and me, yeah.”

Jack rolled onto his back and looked at the ceiling. “Glad ta know you’re so concerned ‘bout my welfare and ya got God in the mix.”

Ennis leaned over, running his finger along the angle of Jack’s jaw. He gave him a smile and a wink. “Somebody’s gotta do it. Might as well be me.”

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Post by: Penthesilea on February 18, 2007, 12:37:16 pm
Dear God, please let it not be true. Let it be a mistake. Please, let it not be true, let it not be true, let it not be true....

The phone was picked up.

"Hello?"

Jack's voice.

Thank you.

***************************************************************

The phone rang. He went for it, picked it up and said his usual "Hello?"

For a moment, there was only silence. Then someone sobbed at the other end of the line.

"Hello? Who is this?"

More sobs. And something like thank you.

He wasn't sure about the words, but he knew the voice.

"Ennis? What happened? Ennis! Talk to me."

A click and the line went dead.

Dear God. Please let this sonofabitch be alright.

With this thought, he went for his duffle bag.


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Post by: mariez on February 18, 2007, 01:11:24 pm

     Ennis saw the blue of the sky, and the fluffy clouds on this cold, fall
day..It reminded him yet again, of the fluff of the lamb, and the blue
that could never, be matched in his heart."  Fly Jack, up with
the high winds, and the beautiful blue. " I know yer here bud, just wait a while, i'm coming back too.. "            
 

Janice, that was so very, very touching.



Surgery         (301 Words)


Aww, C*, what great use of the prompts - and you're writing is gorgeous, as usual!



.  .    .
“Ev’ry day. Ev’ry day I send up a prayer of thanks for havin’ you in my life. And I send up another one askin’ Him ta keep you safe.”

“It’s you and God keepin' me safe?” said Jack, with a grin. “I ain’t got nothin’ ta do with it?”

.  .   .

Oh, Leslie!  Ennis and God keeping Jack safe - as it should be! 


Dear God, please let it not be true. Let it be a mistake. Please, let it not be true, let it not be true, let it not be true....

The phone was picked up.

"Hello?"

Jack's voice.

Thank you.

***************************************************************

The phone rang. He went for it, picked it up and said his usual "Hello?"

For a moment, there was only silence. Then someone sobbed at the other end of the line.

"Hello? Who is this?"

More sobs. And something like thank you.

He wasn't sure about the words, but he knew the voice.

"Ennis? What happened? Ennis! Talk to me."

A click and the line went dead.

Dear God. Please let this sonofabitch be alright.

With this thought, he went for his duffle bag.


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Wow - that was brilliant!


You guys never cease to amaze me!  I'm sending up my own prayer of thanks for all of you!

Marie

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 18, 2007, 05:37:01 pm
                                 Butterflies and Wheat

    It was a day in the fields of golden wheat...the afternoon sun was turning it to oceans of billowing hue..
 
    Ennis Del Mar was waiting for the quitting hour.. He always left at
6:00 pm sharp.. It was a clock you could set your timepiece by.  He
wore no watch, but he could tell you nearly to the minute, by his
look at the sun in the blue overhead.

     He sits on the big wooden crate near the barn door..He just washed
his hands, from the days labor... The horse trough, out back . Has all the fixins.  They have a nondescript sliver of some cheap brand of soap in an old sardine can...The spigot is available for all hands use..
 
     He is in a tranquil mood for a change..His usual morose, and solitary
way, being shoved aside for now.  He is heading out as soon as he gets
home... They will have days of unrestrained freedom.  They will have time
alone and free.  Jack, i pray you make it here safely bud, driving those lonely roads, at night..I always worry.  On those long drives, specially, when you don't sleep.

     A flitter of color, darts and dashes in the afternoon air, he smiles as
he watches the tiny creature.. He feels a warmth in his heart..It takes
him back to Jack..Seems so much, makes him think on Jack..".I don't
know if it's things remind me of you Jack," he wonders? " Or is it you, makes me think on things i would never have before."

      He glances again at the afternoon sky..Well six o clock boys,,i'm
headin on out..see ya in a week..
    
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 18, 2007, 08:16:03 pm
Jack taking his last breaths:

Lord take care of Ennis, tell how much I loved him, keep him safe, keep him from being afraid, help him forgive me, wrap your arms around him for me. Lord thankyou for giving Ennis to me , I'm sorry if I didn't always treat him they way you would have me too, cause'n  him pain, thankyou for all them days you gave us together, every one of them....Help him not be sad, missin me, bring him joy remembering the times you gave us together....


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 18, 2007, 08:44:55 pm



            Wow;  powerful, an disturbing. and sad.....great job Mark
g
                                          janice
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Post by: mariez on February 18, 2007, 09:24:32 pm
These prompts have given us some of the best drabbles.

Tranquility

.  .   .
.  . It was finally the middle of August. .

.  . It was only the middle of August.

Wow - very nicely done!

                                 Butterflies and Wheat


That was so profound, Janice.  I especially liked these lines:  ..".I don't
know if it's things remind me of you Jack," he wonders? " Or is it you, makes me think on things i would never have before."


Jack taking his last breaths:

Lord take care of Ennis, tell how much I loved him, keep him safe, keep him from being afraid, help him forgive me, wrap your arms around him for me. Lord thankyou for giving Ennis to me , I'm sorry if I didn't always treat him they way you would have me too, cause'n  him pain, thankyou for all them days you gave us together, every one of them....Help him not be sad, missin me, bring him joy remembering the times you gave us together....




Oh, my. . . :'( :'( 


Thanks - Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 19, 2007, 08:36:44 am
Good morning all,

Today's prompts come from Chrissi (Penthesilea)


She wrote to me: It's not a typo. I really mean the country in eastern Europe   ;)  I'm curious if anyone will take it and what they'll do with it.

Have fun, everybody!


L
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 19, 2007, 09:47:32 am
"What in hell is *this*?"

"That's goulash."

"Jack, I've eaten goulash before. And *this* sure doesn't look the slightest bit like goulash."

"It's original Hungarian goulash. I read about it in a magazine and thought I'd try it. Bobby's new girlfriend is from Hungary. They'll come over tonight."

"Uh-uh."

************************************

"Hi dad. Hi Ennis. This is Francesca."

"Francesca?"

"Welcome Francesca. Nice to meet you. Bobby told us you're from Hungary."

"Hello Mr. Twist, Mr. Del Mar. I'm from Italy, actually."

"Oh! Spaghetti would have been eaiser."

"Dad?"

"Never mind. Come on, have a seat. Food will be ready any minute. We'll be right back."

****************************************

"Don't you dare to laugh."

"Nope. I won't."

A giggle.

"Ennis!"

More giggles, barely restrained now.

"Spaghetti would have been easier! Have you seen the poor girl's face? She must think you're totally nuts. And you know what? She got that right."

Ennis was laughing hard now, wiping tears from his face.

"Asshole. We'll just eat the goulash alone. You can see what you'll eat."

"C'mon here." Ennis grabbed Jack by the waist and pulled him close, still smiling broadly. "Tell you what. This Hungarian goulash is better than any spaghetti sauce you ever made."


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Post by: opinionista on February 19, 2007, 10:15:07 am
Jack was very late this time. They agreed to meet at 9 am on Thursday on the parking lot closer to the campsite, and by 5 pm, he still hadn’t arrived. Ennis had busied himself all day long preparing the camp, making sure they had enough wood to keep the fire going. He even picked some wild flowers to put it inside the tent, something he had never done before. After he was done, he went out on a ride on his mare, first riding fast, then slow to enjoy the views, looking for elks to hunt since the last time they couldn’t due to the rain.

When the clock hit 5 pm, Jack was still nowhere in sight. Ennis, already cranky and horny, began to feel alarmed. At first he thought he had gotten held up in some sort of traffic jam or maybe Lureen had him work more hours than usual. At least those were the reasons why he was late other times. But the truth was he has never been so late before. “Shit Jack, where the fuck are ya?”

Faced with nothing else to do, Ennis started dinner, partly to ease the tension of the waiting. He took out the steaks from the cooler and put them on a plate, telling himself over and over “He’s fine, he’s fine.” And as he grabbed a knife to peel the spuds, he heard the sound of Jack’s truck approaching. Feeling a great sense of relief all over his body, Ennis ran towards the parking lot dropping everything he had in hand.

“Where in the hell you was!?”, said Ennis angrily, as he saw Jack pulling over and getting off the truck. “I thought something happened to ya?.
“I’m sorry, Ennis. I’m very sorry. I got held up helping Bobby with some homework.”
“Homework?”
“Yeah he needed to do some shit for his geography class and had to spent half the afternoon helping him write a composition about Hungary. Lureen had some fucking meeting with some a client so I had to do it. I just left home too late. Sorry cowboy.”
“Hungary, huh”, Ennis replied softly.
“Yeah, sorry boy.”
They hugged each other mightily, Ennis taking deep breaths, as Jack searched for a kiss which Ennis didn’t deny.
“Come on cowboy”, said Ennis. “Dinner is almost done.”
“Great. I’m starving” said Jack, with a big grin on his face.

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Post by: Scott6373 on February 19, 2007, 10:39:13 am
They sat at the service station for a long while.  In all the time they had been traveling to the mountains, never once had Ennis’ truck broken down, and it couldn’t have chosen a worse time.  They had not taken one of their trips in almost six months.  The electric charge between and around them was almost visible, or at least so they thought in their limited understanding of perception.

Two men sitting at a picnic table at a auto service station was most certainly not an odd sight, but both men felt a level of discomfort, stemming from their individual need to be naked, and sweating on and with each other, and their misguided notion that the little family that was eating a box lunch at the picnic table near them could also sense this sexual deviance from them.  Each one kept their thoughts silent: Jack his head in his hands, and Ennis watching, as Ennis always did.

Jack felt the slight push against his elbow as it rested on the wooden table.  Head still in hands, he opened his eyes and peered through his finger to see a small napkin with a scribble on it that he recognized immediately.

“I know ya wanna get going to camp but can we stop somewhere I’m hungary”   Jack looked up into the face of the man-boy that he loved, the now rheumy eyes deep enough to get lost in.  “Sure…sure we can,” he said, and smiled.


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Post by: Penthesilea on February 19, 2007, 10:46:01 am
“Where in the hell you was!?”, said Ennis angrily, as he saw Jack pulling over and getting off the truck. “I thought something happened to ya?.
“I’m sorry, Ennis. I’m very sorry. I got held up helping Bobby with some homework.”
“Homework?”
“Yeah he needed to do some shit for his geography class and had to spent half the afternoon helping write a composition about Hungary. And Lureen had some meeting with some fucking client so I had to do it. I just left home too late. Sorry cowboy.”
“Hungary, huh”, Ennis replied softly.
“Yeah, sorry boy.”
They hugged each other mightily, Ennis taking deep breaths, as Jack searched for a kiss which Ennis didn’t deny.
“Come on cowboy”, said Ennis. “Dinner is almost done.”
“Great. I’m starving” said Jack, with a big grin in his face.

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Great minds think alike Natali  :). A homework for Bobby was one of the plot bunnies I had for Hungary, too.

I liked your drabble. It plays with a thought that also crossed my mind (and some discussions here) before: They had no possibility to cancel or delay a meeting on short notice. At least Jack had no possibility to reach Ennis by phone.
When one of them was late, they had to wait it out.
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 19, 2007, 11:01:09 am

“I know ya wanna get going to camp but can we stop somewhere I’m hungary”   Jack looked up into the face of the man-boy that he loved, the now rheumy eyes deep enough to get lost in.  “Sure…sure we can,” he said, and smiled.

 ;D :laugh: ;D Playing with the typo here  ;D

Language question: "...now rheumy eyes..." Rheumy? I looked it up in my online dictionary. It says rheum is a synonym to phlegm or slime. Not very inviting to get lost in.... ::)
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Post by: opinionista on February 19, 2007, 11:34:56 am
Great minds think alike Natali  :). A homework for Bobby was one of the plot bunnies I had for Hungary, too.

I liked your drabble. It plays with a thought that also crossed my mind (and some discussions here) before: They had no possibility to cancel or delay a meeting on short notice. At least Jack had no possibility to reach Ennis by phone.
When one of them was late, they had to wait it out.

Thanks Chrissi!  :D
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Post by: opinionista on February 19, 2007, 11:36:10 am

“I know ya wanna get going to camp but can we stop somewhere I’m hungary”    Jack looked up into the face of the man-boy that he loved, the now rheumy eyes deep enough to get lost in.  “Sure…sure we can,” he said, and smiled.

LOL. That was funny Scott!
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 19, 2007, 01:50:39 pm
        Jack and Ennis slouch in front of the old TV that is in Don Wroes

cabin...  The set is snowy with a tiny black and white screen..  They

are smoking cigarettes in the throes of post coital relaxation.

        The television is explaining how it is the 11th anniversary of the

Hungarian revolution.  They tell how the Uprising was crushed by the

Russians, and now they are tightening down the grip of their

occupation, over all the eastern European countries.

        Ennis says "wow, its been that long already," seem like it was only

a couple of years ago, don"t it."  "Seems like them danged Russians

been real busy in the last few years.  What ya' think they are aimin ta

do."  "Take over the whole damned world?"  "Donno, Jack." "It ain't

somethin i really wanna git inta  jus now if ya don"t mind."

       "I would much rather get busy with you, than givin anymore

thoughts, to people over there jus now."  "Wow Ennis

what ya got in mind?"  "Well I may start with this,, here,

Ennis snuffs out the butt of his cigarette."  He leans into Jack and

kisses him on the lower neck.  He then says " and meybe a little of

that"  As he moves forward to his lovers ear.  "Then we'll just have to

see where it goes pal."  Jack smiles, his big, corners of the mouth

grin..saying" I don't know what you doing, but, I do like the direction

yer goin."  "Maybe i can take you over, too Rodeo."  "Maybe, if ya

keep doing that." "An play yer cards right."

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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 19, 2007, 02:53:10 pm
"What in hell is *this*?"

"That's goulash."

"Jack, I've eaten goulash before. And *this* sure doesn't look the slightest bit like goulash."

"It's original Hungarian goulash. I read about it in a magazine and thought I'd try it. Bobby's new girlfriend is from Hungary. They'll come over tonight."

"Uh-uh."

************************************

"Hi dad. Hi Ennis. This is Francesca."

"Francesca?"

"Welcome Francesca. Nice to meet you. Bobby told us you're from Hungary."

"Hello Mr. Twist, Mr. Del Mar. I'm from Italy, actually."

"Oh! Spaghetti would have been eaiser."

"Dad?"

"Never mind. Come on, have a seat. Food will be ready any minute. We'll be right back."

****************************************

"Don't you dare to laugh."

"Nope. I won't."

A giggle.

"Ennis!"

More giggles, barely restrained now.

"Spaghetti would have been easier! Have you seen the poor girl's face? She must think you're totally nuts. And you know what? She got that right."

Ennis was laughing hard now, wiping tears from his face.

"Asshole. We'll just eat the goulash alone. You can see what you'll eat."

"C'mon here." Ennis grabbed Jack by the waist and pulled him close, still smiling broadly. "Tell you what. This Hungarian goulash is better than any spaghetti sauce you ever made."


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LOL   That was so great!   So funny and well written.  I can see all their faces as I read this one.   LOL    Great job!

C* 
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Post by: mariez on February 19, 2007, 07:14:02 pm

"Hi dad. Hi Ennis. This is Francesca."

"Francesca?"

"Welcome Francesca. Nice to meet you. Bobby told us you're from Hungary."

"Hello Mr. Twist, Mr. Del Mar. I'm from Italy, actually."

"Oh! Spaghetti would have been eaiser."

"Dad?"

"Never mind. Come on, have a seat. Food will be ready any minute. We'll be right back."

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Priceless dialogue!   :laugh:


Jack was very late this time. They agreed to meet at 9 am on Thursday on the parking lot closer to the campsite, and by 5 pm, he still hadn’t arrived. Ennis had busied himself all day long preparing the camp, making sure they had enough wood to keep the fire going. He even picked some wild flowers to put it inside the tent, something he had never done before. After he was done, he went out on a ride on his mare, first riding fast, then slow to enjoy the views, looking for elks to hunt since the last time they couldn’t due to the rain.

.    .     .


I love Jack - putting wildflowers in the tent - and helping Bobby with his "Hungary" homework!  That was great.



“I know ya wanna get going to camp but can we stop somewhere I’m hungary”   Jack looked up into the face of the man-boy that he loved, the now rheumy eyes deep enough to get lost in.  “Sure…sure we can,” he said, and smiled.

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This is me when I see that Scott wrote a drabble:   :D  Loved that line about "electric charge" - and this ending was so funny, sweet and clever.



 "Maybe i can take you over, too Rodeo."  "Maybe, if ya

keep doing that." "An play yer cards right."


Great use of the prompt, Janice - and I really liked the flow of that conversation and where it ended up!

Thanks, all  --- Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 19, 2007, 11:08:12 pm
Ennis thinking if he could say to Jack:
This is what I live for Jack, spending these few weeks a year up with you up here in the mountians. Just you and me, no one else around, sitting by the campfire, cooking our meals, layin' in the sun, holdin' you while we sleep. Never even been in the mountians before I been with you. Makes it all worth it Jack, all them long days workin' at the ranch, just waitin' till I can see you next. And every time your already here, all set up just waitin' fer me, big smile on yer face, arms open wide, holdin' me tight till we almost can't breathe.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 19, 2007, 11:19:05 pm



   very sweet and poinant, Mark, and love the picture...
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Post by: mariez on February 20, 2007, 08:08:45 am
.     .     .

“Hungary!”

“Great job, buddy. Now the next one.” Damn, why won’t she agree about getting him a tutor? Smart as spurs, he is.

Aww, this was so touching!


Ennis thinking if he could say to Jack:
This is what I live for Jack, spending these few weeks a year up with you up here in the mountians. Just you and me, no one else around, sitting by the campfire, cooking our meals, layin' in the sun, holdin' you while we sleep. Never even been in the mountians before I been with you. Makes it all worth it Jack, all them long days workin' at the ranch, just waitin' till I can see you next. And every time your already here, all set up just waitin' fer me, big smile on yer face, arms open wide, holdin' me tight till we almost can't breathe.


Yes, that is exactly what I imagine Ennis thinking - and the picture is beautiful.

Thanks!
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 20, 2007, 09:01:45 am
Good morning, drabblers!

Try these prompts today:


Enjoy...

L
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 20, 2007, 05:39:12 pm
                                            Never Enough

     Jack looks down at Ennis and smiles, the kind he has, that sorta starts slow, and
gains power as it goes...looking into Ennis eyes with the love they both, need, and feel  ."So how ya been Cowboy?"  "All right guess."   " N you."  "How come you brung that old clock with
you Jack?"  "Ha ha, yeah that.  Well Bobby insisted."  "Bobby?  What for?"  Ennis asked ,
with a real puzzled look on his face.  "He got this thing he wants me to go to, when I get
back.  That is if I get back in time."  "I told him I would have to get started real early in the
morning, to get there in time, ta make it."  "See its kinda important, to him ."  "They are havin this play at his school."
    "It's about this peculiar old man."  "He happens to be rich."  "But he
goes round, all the time, in raggedy old clothes..crappy shoes n hat."
     "Why's that?" 
     "Well it turns out he's afraid.  Afraid that people'll find out he is a Jew,  and they mite hurt
him cause a his beliefs, and all."  
      "Well Jack, that dont explain, bout the clock."  "Yeah it does."  "He wanted me to take it.
Be sure, and get up on time , ta make it back.  Cause hes playin the old man."
      Ennis lookin rather crestfallen.   Says   "well."  Jack smiles softly saying "Well i told him
I wasnt sure I'd be back n time.."
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 20, 2007, 05:43:39 pm
Very good Janice!!!!
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Post by: mariez on February 20, 2007, 07:20:35 pm
I liked this line, especially, Janice:

                                         
     Jack looks down at Ennis and smiles, the kind he has, that sorta starts slow, and gains power as it goes...

Really nice!!  And - you saved me from going through drabble withdrawal!  LOL!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 20, 2007, 07:25:52 pm

   Thanks guys: Mark and Marie, I was a bit nervous sending it out there on its own.
with no drabble siblings to be with...its rather simple,,,,,but its just how i think ....plain
and simple...              hopefull others will now get some up too...
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 20, 2007, 08:07:27 pm
All right, I'll admit, I am taking a shortcut here...my mind is working overtime on some "Veil" stuff and I can't clear it out enough to write an original drabble. But "alarm clock" reminded me of this little interlude in Chapter 13 of A Love Born From Steel. Enjoy...



The Big Ben alarm clock sounded very loud at 2:30 in the morning. Jack reached over and pushed the button to silence it. He yawned, stretched, rubbed his eyes then turned to Ennis. “Time t’wake up, cowboy,” he said softly into Ennis’s ear.

Ennis stretched. “Yup, give me a minute,” he said, yawning.

Jack sat up. “I’ll go make some coffee,” he said, pulling on a pair of jeans that lay on the chair in the corner.

“Sounds good,” said Ennis. “Make a big pot. I’ll take a Thermos.”

Jack pulled on a shirt. “Will do, cowboy,” he said.

In the kitchen, Jack got the coffee started on the stove, then went down to the basement to bring up the cooler. He rummaged through the box of camping supplies and pulled out two bowls, two cups, and some spoons. He brought everything back upstairs.

He opened the refrigerator and took out a carton of milk and another of orange juice and put them in the cooler. He had made a bunch of sandwiches the night before and wrapped each individually in a sandwich bag. He added those, along with a baggie of sliced cucumbers and carrot sticks. Beverages were next—several cans of Coke along with two beers for Ennis. Then, two apples, a banana, and a package of Oreos, followed by the finishing touch: three individual boxes of Cheerios. Jack figured the girls would be hungry when they woke up and they might not be somewhere where it would be convenient to stop for breakfast right away.

Ennis came into the kitchen as Jack was finishing his packing. He looked at the cooler, then looked at Jack. “You take such good care of me, cowboy,” he said. “Thanks.”
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 20, 2007, 08:21:10 pm


i remember that one...thanks leslie...ah sweet memories, of Jack and Ennis's life........
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 20, 2007, 08:31:16 pm

i remember that one...thanks leslie...ah sweet memories, of Jack and Ennis's life........

I remember that one too!!    aaaahhhh...so sweet.   :) 

C*
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Post by: mariez on February 20, 2007, 08:44:55 pm
A sweet memory for me too, Leslie - Ennis going to get Junior and Jenny.  You know me and my mania for minutiae - I loved knowing exactly what was in that cooler!  Thanks - now Janice's drabble has that sibling!  :)

Marie
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Post by: Lumière on February 20, 2007, 09:02:29 pm
Hiya,

I thought I'd share one more drabble ..
Sorry if it is alittle heavy ..  I started out wanting to write something cheerful but it somehow headed in this direction ..:-\




Tainted skies ..

The evening sky boasted a bright orange color
As if the clouds were on fire;
There was a peculiar smell in the air
Like that of iron in freshly-shed blood..
The high-pitched cries of a coyote pierced the air
Insistent and mournful..
Jack sat huddled by the campfire,
Shivering uncontrollably
Clutching his enamel whiskey cup
His head buried in his chest ..

Ennis lay asleep in the tent
He felt Jack lay down behind him
Jack's cold hand slipping underneath his old canvas coat,
Roaming, starving for the warm flesh.
He closed his eyes, his breath quickened ..
He turned to face Jack, to touch him
Instead, there lay the carcass
Of the coyote he'd shot at first light
Trickles of its blood seeping into the bedroll ..


5:12 a.m.
He awoke suddenly
He was hard
His face drenched in sweat
His pulse racing ..
He felt sick and dirty
An uneasy feeling crept upon him..
Something felt wrong, tainted, broken ..

Later that night
Sat alone in the silence of his trailer,
He held the postcard in his hand
He read it over and over and over again..
His tears dripping on the bold letters in red.
His mind flashed back to the images in the dream:
His Jack shivering alone by the dying fire ..
The burning skies, the slain coyote, the flowing blood ..

(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/brokebackmtn_3527.jpg)
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 20, 2007, 10:01:11 pm
A sweet memory for me too, Leslie - Ennis going to get Junior and Jenny.  You know me and my mania for minutiae - I loved knowing exactly what was in that cooler!  Thanks - now Janice's drabble has that sibling!  :)

Marie

Actually, it was when he was taking Junior and Jenny home, after their three week visit in Quanah..

L
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 20, 2007, 11:46:35 pm
Hiya,

I thought I'd share one more drabble ..
Sorry if it is alittle heavy ..  I started out wanting to write something cheerful but it somehow headed in this direction ..:-\




Tainted skies ..

The evening sky boasted a bright orange color
As if the clouds were on fire;
There was a peculiar smell in the air
Like that of iron in freshly-shed blood..
The high-pitched cries of a coyote pierced the air
Insistent and mournful..
Jack sat huddled by the campfire,
Shivering uncontrollably
Clutching his enamel whiskey cup
His head buried in his chest ..

Ennis lay asleep in the tent
He felt Jack lay down behind him
Jack's cold hand slipping underneath his old canvas coat,
Roaming, starving for the warm flesh.
He closed his eyes, his breath quickened ..
He turned to face Jack, to touch him
Instead, there lay the carcass
Of the coyote he'd shot at first light
Trickles of its blood seeping into the bedroll ..


5:12 a.m.
He awoke suddenly
He was hard
His face drenched in sweat
His pulse racing ..
He felt sick and dirty
An uneasy feeling crept upon him..
Something felt wrong, tainted, broken ..

Later that night
Sat alone in the silence of his trailer,
He held the postcard in his hand
He read it over and over and over again..
His tears dripping on the bold letters in red.
His mind flashed back to the images in the dream:
His Jack shivering alone by the dying fire ..
The burning skies, the slain coyote, the flowing blood ..

(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/brokebackmtn_3527.jpg)

     I love this milli, it is so beautiful, and so so sad...it is a heartbreaker.                   
                                                                                  janice
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 21, 2007, 07:09:47 am
Wednesday, hump day and let's see if these prompts are more inspiring than yesterday:


Leslie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 21, 2007, 12:29:09 pm
Ennis: Remember back up at Brokeback, that summer, that night...ah it got so cold an you called me to come into the tent. And...you ...you know, took my hand...and....were you....

Jack: Tell you what...the truth is I...I was scared ta death...scared you were gonna bolt down that mountain right then an' there. Didn't know what I was gonna do if you whudda..

Ennis: I...I'm real glad ya did...you know...and ya let me...

Jack smiling back at Ennis: That next night, didn't know if you was commin' inside er not...I ...

Ennis: I was a scared too Jack...but you...you made it alright.

Jack: I... I'm real glad ya did

Ennis: Me to Jack...me to.
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 21, 2007, 01:19:31 pm
November 1975
Pine Creek

Jack lifted the box of tangerines out of the back of his truck. “Got us a special treat, bud,” he said to Ennis. “Thanksgiving’s comin’ up in few weeks, they start havin’ these fancy clementines in the store. Come all the way from Spain.”

“I seen ‘em, but I never bought ‘em, too expensive,” said Ennis, his eyes widening at the fruit.

Jack shrugged. “Ya won’t let me buy ya a present ta keep, I figger a treat we can eat while we’re here is the next best thing.”

“Don’t bring that up, Jack, I know yer thinkin’ ‘bout that gun ya got me.”

Jack waved his hand. “Don’t worry, it’s over, I hocked it and got good money for it. Now these tangerines…lookit the name, ‘My darlin’ clementine.’ Makes me think a you ‘cause that’s how I think a you.”

“Clementine?”

Jack laughed, then his voice turned serious. “No. My darlin’.”

Ennis gave him a pained look. “What the fuck, Jack, you tryin’ ta get this trip off on the wrong foot? Remindin’ me a presents, names ya can’t call me…”

“Mebbe I can’t say it, but I can think it…that’s what I said.”

“Jack, please…” said Ennis, his voice plaintive.

Jack’s eyes dropped to the box in his hand. I thought I could do it, I thought I could press it, but I can’t…I love him too much…. He lifted one of bright orange fruits out of the crate and handed it to Ennis. “Here ya go, cowboy. They taste real good..a lil bit a summer sunshine on a cold winter day.”

Ennis took the offered fruit with a murmured thanks, then looked at Jack, and in his eyes, Jack saw all that he needed to know.

(293 words)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 21, 2007, 01:49:34 pm
     It's raining cats and dogs, as Jack would say, the sky is dark and
ominous..  The lightning, and thunder are raising, the hair on the back of their arms, and legs. 
      A gigantic flash of lightning stabs across, the sky.  It turns the
whole mountain, a myriad of color, orange, and tangerine yellow  it has flames of red, and white spears at the ends of the jagged linel..There is and immediately crash of the thunder as if it's a bomb.
     "Man! That was a close one Bud."  Ennis remarks rather subdued.
     "Sure hope, one of those things don't hit the tent."  "At's a
fact Cowboy."  "We'd go up like a candle on a birthday cake."
     "Well i don't mean to be persistant about this deal bud."  "But
I still need to piss."  "Well, if you gotta go, go on ahead, but
i damned sure ain't gonna hold it fer ya this time."  "Much as i'd
love ta do that for ya."  "This is one time, I ain't gonna."
     "Maybe i'll wait."
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Post by: Lumière on February 21, 2007, 02:02:06 pm
Wow.
Three awesome drabbles! 
Cheers Mark, Leslie and Janice!    :-*
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 21, 2007, 02:11:08 pm
He sat in the musty, darkened movie house.  Only two others were there, and he couldn’t tell if they were men or women.  He arrived after the movie had begun.  Fear and excitement kept him from really focusing on the story.  He seemed to have been in a perpetual state of arousal and anxiety, since he made the decision to sneak to the next town and see this movie.

As he sat there, the images of the two men grappling and touching overtook him.  His heart skipped beats and his breath came in shallow inhalations.  The sight of two men together, with one of them not being him, was a new one: an exotic one: forbidden: desired: maddening: saddening.  His cock grew hard and thick.  In the darkness of the theater and the darkness of his mental wanderings, he allowed his hand to rub the straining fullness in his jeans.  If only that Hamlin guy could look more like Ennis.

16o words
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Post by: Lumière on February 21, 2007, 02:18:48 pm
Another dabble ... :)


Jack came slinking into the motel bedroom
Dressed in his birthday suit
His hair dripping wet, a wicked smile on his lips ..

"So, you wanna drive to Lubbock for lunch and catch a movie afterwards?"

Ennis lay spread-eagled on the bed
His hand disappearing underneath the sheet

"What d'ya wanna go to Lubbock for? I ain't entertainment enough for ya?"
He teased, his eyes moving up and down Jack's naked form ..

"You ain't half bad, Ennis del Mar," Jack mused, "But I can't wear you out completely,
Don't want ya falling asleep on me tonight.."


Jack winked and returned to the bathroom.

"Come on, we better make use of this bed while we got it! 
Remember .. tonight yer gonna be sleeping on the cold ground
With nothing but me to warm ya up.."


Jack walked towards the bed, shaking his head ..

"Yer a horny and persistent sumbitch, Ennis del Mar!
Besides, who says we need to wait till tonight to go camping?
Looks to me like ya got yer very own tent happening here! 
Damn boy!"
, Jack exclaimed, throwing himself onto the bed.

He draped himself all over his lover's aroused body ..
His tongue exploring, caressing the warm skin
His efforts rewarded by Ennis' deep moans and sighs ..


(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/Dbls/3fafbb73.jpg)

(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/Dbls/9d8a1465.jpg)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 21, 2007, 02:18:55 pm
He sat in the musty, darkened movie house.  Only two others were there, and he couldn’t tell if they were men or women.  He arrived after the movie had begun.  Fear and excitement kept him from really focusing on the story.  He seemed to have been in a perpetual state of arousal and anxiety, since he made the decision to sneak to the next town and see this movie.

As he sat there, the images of the two men grappling and touching overtook him.  His heart skipped beats and his breath came in shallow inhalations.  The sight of two men together, with one of them not being him, was a new one: an exotic one: forbidden: desired: maddening: saddening.  His cock grew hard and thick.  In the darkness of the theater and the darkness of his mental wanderings, he allowed his hand to rub the straining fullness in his jeans.  If only that Hamlin guy could look more like Ennis.

16o words


    You are a baddd boy scott...but funny

great job, mark, and Leslie, and lucise... great as ever guys
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Post by: mariez on February 21, 2007, 02:23:57 pm
Hiya,

I thought I'd share one more drabble ..
Sorry if it is alittle heavy ..  I started out wanting to write something cheerful but it somehow headed in this direction ..:-\


Tainted skies ..

Yes, that was heavy - but in a really beautiful way . and I understand about letting it go where it had to.



Ennis: I was a scared too Jack...but you...you made it alright.

Jack: I... I'm real glad ya did

Ennis: Me to Jack...me to.[/b]

Aww, me too Jack - that was lovely - and thanks for the pictures!


November 1975
Pine Creek

Jack’s eyes dropped to the box in his hand. I thought I could do it, I thought I could press it, but I can’t…I love him too much…. He lifted one of bright orange fruits out of the crate and handed it to Ennis. “Here ya go, cowboy. They taste real good..a lil bit a summer sunshine on a cold winter day.”

Ennis took the offered fruit with a murmured thanks, then looked at Jack, and in his eyes, Jack saw all that he needed to know.

(293 words)


I really felt that one, Leslie.  Funny, there is a clementine sitting on my desk as I type.  Something else to add to my long list of things that remind me of Brokeback.



     "Well i don't mean to be persistant about this deal bud."  "But
I still need to piss."  "Well, if you gotta go, go on ahead, but
i damned sure ain't gonna hold it fer ya this time."  "Much as i'd
love ta do that for ya."  "This is one time, I ain't gonna."
     "Maybe i'll wait."

Loved your use of the prompts, Janice - and I always love your Ennis & Jack dialogue - so funny and real.


He sat in the musty, darkened movie house.  Only two others were there, and he couldn’t tell if they were men or women.  He arrived after the movie had begun.  Fear and excitement kept him from really focusing on the story.  He seemed to have been in a perpetual state of arousal and anxiety, since he made the decision to sneak to the next town and see this movie.

As he sat there, the images of the two men grappling and touching overtook him.  His heart skipped beats and his breath came in shallow inhalations.  The sight of two men together, with one of them not being him, was a new one: an exotic one: forbidden: desired: maddening: saddening.  His cock grew hard and thick.  In the darkness of the theater and the darkness of his mental wanderings, he allowed his hand to rub the straining fullness in his jeans.  If only that Hamlin guy could look more like Ennis.

16o words



Scott, that was simply awesome!  I remember that very well - "Making Love," wasn't it?  I think Kate Jackson was in it, too.

Thanks again.
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on February 21, 2007, 02:25:24 pm
Scott ~

Making Love is one of my faves too!   ;D
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Post by: Cameron on February 21, 2007, 02:27:29 pm
I decided to give this a try again,

That persistent ache just would not go away.  Ennis tried to ignore it, he tried to fix it with the beer and the whiskey but the ache wouldn’t go.  He tried some weed, and then the harder stuff, but that feeling, down in the pit of his chest would not leave him.  He knew what it was from, but he was just forcing himself not to think of it.  Junior found him that day, when he couldn’t leave the chair, he just sat there and stared all day at the closet door.

She wanted him to go get help, Ennis didn’t get this help business, so he promised her he would try not to think about well, you know.

He went to the movies, maybe that would help.  But at the movies, it was about these two young guys, they became friends.  Ennis just cried and cried, but the persistent ache still didn’t go away.

(155 words)
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Post by: mariez on February 21, 2007, 02:30:40 pm
Wow - great drabble day - I can't keep up! 

Another dabble ... :)


 ......

"Yer a horny and persistent sumbitch, Ennis del Mar!
Besides, who says we need to wait till tonight to go camping?
Looks to me like ya got yer very own tent happening here! 
Damn boy!"
, Jack exclaimed, throwing himself onto the bed.

...
Oh, yeah!!!!  "Damn boy" is right.  Keep 'em coming!!


I decided to give this a try again,

That persistent ache just would not go away.  Ennis tried to ignore it, he tried to fix it with the beer and the whiskey but the ache wouldn’t go.  He tried some weed, and then the harder stuff, but that feeling, down in the pit of his chest would not leave him.  He knew what it was from, but he was just forcing himself not to think of it.  Junior found him that day, when he couldn’t leave the chair, he just sat there and stared all day at the closet door.

She wanted him to go get help, Ennis didn’t get this help business, so he promised her he would try not to think about well, you know.

He went to the movies, maybe that would help.  But at the movies, it was about these to young guys, they became friends.  Ennis just cried and cried, but the persistent ache still didn’t go away.

(155 words)


Oh, that was beautifully written - really captured Ennis!


Thanks, Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 21, 2007, 02:34:18 pm
I did this yesterday...faked it a bit with a quote from ALBFS. But I know everyone enjoys this part (from the epilogue) and it is perfect for the prompt "movie." Enjoy...



In the fall of 2005, Jack started reading online articles and reviews about a new movie that was coming out in December. “It’s about two gay cowboys,” he said to Ennis. “It’s winning a lot of awards, including first prize at a big film festival in Italy. Wanna go see it?”

“Sure, why not?” said Ennis. “You know I like movies.”

Since they knew it would be months before it came to the little theater in Quanah, they decided to make a weekend of it in Dallas. They stayed at the Fairmount, had a delicious dinner at the Texas Land and Cattle Company (Jack likes the T-bone steak, but Ennis prefers the New York strip, medium rare) and went to the 9 pm show at the Magnolia. They held hands throughout the picture in the darkened theater and were transfixed by the story. As the credits rolled and Willie Nelson sang, Jack turned to Ennis. “That could’ve been us.” Ennis nodded. “But we re-wrote the endin’.”

“I like our endin’ better,” said Ennis.

“No shit, Sherlock,” laughed Jack. “I ended up dead.”

“Yeah, well what ‘bout me?” said Ennis. “I prob’ly was gonna die of lung cancer in that fuckin’ depressin’ trailer.”

~~~

They settled in the bed, pulling each other close. “That’s one thing I’m glad they didn’t show,” said Ennis.

“What’s that?” said Jack, not following the comment.

“This,” said Ennis. “Our personal life. The sex. It’s kinda private, I think.”

“Yeah,” said Jack, “but I bet the audience wanted more. We were hot. That reunion kiss—shit! It got me goin’ in the theater.”

Ennis smiled at him. “I remember that kiss. It was hot. But guess what?” he said, as he leaned in.

“What?” whispered Jack, feeling Ennis’s breath like fire on his face.

“This one’s gonna be hotter.”

(301 words)
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 21, 2007, 04:15:08 pm
December 1977
Don Wroe's Cabin
Late at night, a bit too much whisky shared.


They laid on the bed, fullfilled with each other's warmth. Ennis content and drowsy, but Jack had other things on his mind.

"Ennis?"

"Hm?"

"Where are the tangerines you brought?"

"You hungry?"

"Nope. Wanna show you something."

"Kitchen table."

A minute later, a stark-naked Jack Twist stood in front of the bed, throwing three tangerines up into the air, one after the other, juggling.

"Didn't know you can juggle."

Jack, frowning with concentration, his tongue automatically running between his lips, didn't say anything. He struggled, almost let one fall, balanced to catch it, followed by a nimble sidestepp to get hold of the next one.

"You know bud, too bad you don't have three balls. The way they bounce and gambol you could juggle with 'em too."

Two tangerines landed on the floor but Jack managed to keep at least one in his hand when he burst out laughing and collapsed on the bed.

"I spent two months practicing with Bobby for his school play, and all you can do is stare at my nuts instead of admiring my unbelievable compentency."

"Oh, I did. I admired your unbelievable...." Ennis let the sentence hang and grabbed what had caught his attention.


215 words
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 21, 2007, 04:16:59 pm
Oh Chrissi, that is great. I am laughing out loud here...

L
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 21, 2007, 04:27:05 pm
Oh Chrissi, that is great. I am laughing out loud here...

L

Thank you.

LOL   That was so great!   So funny and well written.  I can see all their faces as I read this one.   LOL    Great job!

C* 

Thank you too.

And another thank you for Marie, who is so indefatigable encouraring us.
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on February 21, 2007, 04:38:11 pm
 
March 15th 2006
For his 62nd birthday Alma Jr and Jenny treated Ennis to a day at the Eastridge Mall in Casper decking him out with new jeans, a couple of western shirts, boot and a stetson. Although Ennis didn't especially like to shop he love being with his'little' girls, ogling over him  as he tried on different outfits, telling him how handsome he looked.

Also in the plans were a matinee showing of 'Brokeback Mountian'. Ennis resisted at first but felt strangely drawn to view the film written by an author he had often heard talk of. Looking up at the screen seated between his daughters he thought, 'How could she know...the tent....the nights on the mountain....shooting of the elk.....the look in their faces when they parted at the end of that summer....that time he waited in the apartment all day long for Jack....the years of meeting in the mountains.....that last time at the lake when jack took him in his arms after they had fought...... how could she know?' As the credit rolled up the screen to the tune of 'He Was a Friend of Mine' Ennis, arm encircling Jr and Jenny, all in tears reflected , joyfull for all the times he did have with Jack, how long it had been since he had seen him but now how soon until they would be once again reunited.

Junior at the wheel of her 2004 Toyota RAV4 making their way across the cold windy plains to Riverton, boxes of Ennis's new finery in the back, Ennis in the passanger seat, Jenny behind her dad., all three enjoying the warmth of the interior  and of each other.

"Daddy.." Junior broke the tranquil silence. "Was that what it was like...between you and your friend Jack?"

Ennis looked down, bit his lip, look out the window.

"I'm sorry daddy...I didn't..."

"It's okay sweetheart....you can ask me anything... Was like that...the movie....me 'n Jack...only....Only those times we wuz together...up in them mountains....just us....wuz better...lot better..."

"Oh daddy I'm so sorry it didn't... work out that...you didn't get to live with Jack....you couldn't be together...and he....."

"Now honey...don't want you ta be worrin' none...don't you never be a feelin' sorry fer me ya hear?...Lived ah good life...got ta know the best things there is....Have me two of the best daughters in the world." Ennis smiled.

Jenny leaned forward reached her arms around her father hugging him.

"I love you daddy"

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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 21, 2007, 04:51:41 pm

Movie Night     (339 Words)


Wednesday, July 5, 2006  7:00 p.m.

Quanah, Texas 


“My turn to pick a movie, cowboy.”

“How you figure that?  You picked the last three…and they was ALL bad.” 

“But En, you keep pickin out weird shit.”

“Me???  Let’s do a run down of the last three you picked out.  1) Dude goes apeshit crazy cuz four of his friends send him white feathers…”

“En, you missed the whole point…it was about redemption.”   

“harrumph.”   

2) “Then you made me sit through one big fucked up fairy tale...”

“It had a happy ending.”

“hhhmmm…thought it was rather grim myself.”   

“And 3)…and this one took the cake….and the pie…and all the cookies too.”  Ennis grimaced.   “This guy was supposed to be the world’s greatest lover, but couldn’t even dress himself…and his wig was always crooked.” 

“Part a his appeal,” Jack countered.  “You ‘bout done?”

“Maybe.” 

“You got somethin picked out?”

Ennis reached for his standby.

“NO! No, En!  We aint gonna watch that again.  You just wanna watch that boy’s ass when he’s dancin around with that damn hat hanging off his dick.”

“Best part…” Ennis mumbled, his back to Jack.

Jack ignored Ennis, pulling his choice out of the rack.

“Why you wanna watch this one again, huh?” Ennis sighed.  “The cute one dies.” 

“No he don’t,” Jack leaned his head on Ennis’ back. “The cute one ends up alone in that damn trailer.” 

“He aint the cute one, dumbass.”

“Is to me.”   

“hhhmmm”

“Please, En…this movie haunts me.  These boys are under my skin…”

Ennis sighed. 

Jack knew he’d won yet again, as he turned to hide his grin, but not before Ennis saw it, giving his ass a good smack.

“Least they coulda done was show a better view of the cute one’s ass, when he was washing up the clothes.”

Jack chuckled.

Ennis moved up behind Jack.   

“Gonna hold you real close now while we watch this,” Ennis whispered, wrapping Jack tightly in his arms.  “Aint never gonna let you go…”

“Promise, cowboy?”

“Cross my heart, Rodeo.”   

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

339 words  (Sorry, I went a little long)   ;) 

 
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 21, 2007, 05:17:42 pm
Oh my God, C* you wrote in my universe...that was so sweet...and see, they can have a happy ending!

P.S., Jack suggest this one to Ennis...the one where the cute guy is a knight and does that really sexy dance....

L
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 21, 2007, 05:39:43 pm
Oh my God, C* you wrote in my universe...that was so sweet...and see, they can have a happy ending!

P.S., Jack suggest this one to Ennis...the one where the cute guy is a knight and does that really sexy dance....

L

Leslie !!!    lol   
I was watching the clock, wondering how long it might be before you noticed mine.  lol  Didn't take you long at all.   ;)

I finally figured something out this past week...although I can't write in 'AU,'  I CAN drabble in AU!!!    :D   
OMG, I feel so good giving them a happy ending...even if it's only 339 words.  
(I knew you wouldn't mind if I borrowed your universe to experiment with AU.)   ;)    lol 

Oh, and to address your movie idea...Jack did try to suggest that particular movie the last time...and Ennis just complained that the dude was lame for riding his horse into the church like that.   ;)   lol   
(I'm assuming all my movie references were as obvious
as I was trying to make them.   ;)    )   hehehe

Love ya, sweetie.

C*   
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 21, 2007, 06:30:28 pm
December 1977
Don Wroe's Cabin
Late at night, a bit too much whisky shared.


They laid on the bed, fullfilled with each other's warmth. Ennis content and drowsy, but Jack had other things on his mind.

"Ennis?"

"Hm?"

"Where are the tangerines you brought?"

"You hungry?"

"Nope. Wanna show you something."

"Kitchen table."

A minute later, a stark-naked Jack Twist stood in front of the bed, throwing three tangerines up into the air, one after the other, juggling.

"Didn't know you can juggle."

Jack, frowning with concentration, his tongue automatically running between his lips, didn't say anything. He struggled, almost let one fall, balanced to catch it, followed by a nimble sidestepp to get hold of the next one.

"You know bud, too bad you don't have three balls. The way they bounce and gambol you could juggle with 'em too."

Two tangerines landed on the floor but Jack managed to keep at least one in his hand when he burst out laughing and collapsed on the bed.

"I spent two months practicing with Bobby for his school play, and all you can do is stare at my nuts instead of admiring my unbelievable compentency."

"Oh, I did. I admired your unbelievable...." Ennis let the sentence hang and grabbed what had caught his attention.


215 words

         very funny,,,lol,,,juggling his balls
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 21, 2007, 06:43:21 pm
Movie Night     (339 Words)


Wednesday, July 5, 2006  7:00 p.m.

Quanah, Texas 


“My turn to pick a movie, cowboy.”

“How you figure that?  You picked the last three…and they was ALL bad.” 

“But En, you keep pickin out weird shit.”

“Me???  Let’s do a run down of the last three you picked out.  1) Dude goes apeshit crazy cuz four of his friends send him white feathers…”

“En, you missed the whole point…it was about redemption.”   

“harrumph.”   

2) “Then you made me sit through one big fucked up fairy tale...”

“It had a happy ending.”

“hhhmmm…thought it was rather grim myself.”   

“And 3)…and this one took the cake….and the pie…and all the cookies too.”  Ennis grimaced.   “This guy was supposed to be the world’s greatest lover, but couldn’t even dress himself…and his wig was always crooked.” 

“Part a his appeal,” Jack countered.  “You ‘bout done?”

“Maybe.” 

“You got somethin picked out?”

Ennis reached for his standby.

“NO! No, En!  We aint gonna watch that again.  You just wanna watch that boy’s ass when he’s dancin around with that damn hat hanging off his dick.”

“Best part…” Ennis mumbled, his back to Jack.

Jack ignored Ennis, pulling his choice out of the rack.

“Why you wanna watch this one again, huh?” Ennis sighed.  “The cute one dies.” 

“No he don’t,” Jack leaned his head on Ennis’ back. “The cute one ends up alone in that damn trailer.” 

“He aint the cute one, dumbass.”

“Is to me.”   

“hhhmmm”

“Please, En…this movie haunts me.  These boys are under my skin…”

Ennis sighed. 

Jack knew he’d won yet again, as he turned to hide his grin, but not before Ennis saw it, giving his ass a good smack.

“Least they coulda done was show a better view of the cute one’s ass, when he was washing up the clothes.”

Jack chuckled.

Ennis moved up behind Jack.   

“Gonna hold you real close now while we watch this,” Ennis whispered, wrapping Jack tightly in his arms.  “Aint never gonna let you go…”

“Promise, cowboy?”

“Cross my heart, Rodeo.”   

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

339 words  (Sorry, I went a little long)   ;) 

 

     Oh my god i loved this,,,it is one of the bestll...i love all of
them,,but this was so great an idea,,,to put them inside their own
life,,,using the parts they played genius, of an idea...girl.  janice
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 21, 2007, 06:50:33 pm
"Oh my god i loved this,,,it is one of the best!...i love all of
them,,but this was so great an idea,,,to put them inside their own
life,,,using the parts they played genius of an idea...girl.  janice
"



Janice,

Thank you so much, sweetie!   :)
So glad you liked it, but I really must give credit where due.
I got the idea from Leslie's beautiful writing...wouldn't have even
thought of it without her wonderful Quanah boys.    ;)
They just make me grin all day.   :D

C* 
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Post by: mariez on February 21, 2007, 08:26:41 pm
Inspiring prompts today! 

Leslie, you know we can't ever get enough of your J&E - and especially that part of the epilogue!


........

"You know bud, too bad you don't have three balls. The way they bounce and gambol you could juggle with 'em too."

Two tangerines landed on the floor but Jack managed to keep at least one in his hand when he burst out laughing and collapsed on the bed.

215 words

I burst out laughing right along with Jack - now that's funny!   :laugh: :laugh:


March 15th 2006

Jenny leaned forward reached her arms around her father hugging him.

"I love you daddy"

What a great idea and so touching - I always love to see Ennis with his girls.  Thanks for favoring us with two today!


Movie Night     (339 Words)

“And 3)…and this one took the cake….and the pie…and all the cookies too.”  Ennis grimaced.   “This guy was supposed to be the world’s greatest lover, but couldn’t even dress himself…and his wig was always crooked.” 


Your usual brilliance, C* - so clever - this line especially cracked me up!   :laugh: 

Thanks!
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 21, 2007, 10:42:47 pm
     Just a little note to all the drabblers, and all the drabble followers.  I am so thankful for all of the participation everyone
has been showing here., June, Marie an Dev, Fabienne and      everyone that gives us the kudos.. Then all the lovely Drabblers, Leslie  for starting the thread in the first place.  Scott for getting me to try..  Lucise, and Chrissy, El Wing fernly, and
Coffee Cat and Beatrice. Along with Penthelsilia. Mark, and,
     Helen, for telling us how to recognize one. Natalie, and all, a the rest..if im leaving anyone out,,just come and kick me.
     This has been such a fun and rewarding experience.  I cant
believe all the talented and funny people there are in this world.
 THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU,, from the bottom of my
heart.  this came along at just the right time for me...when i
truly needed something to think about that brought me joy..
You guys have brought me joy....                 janice
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 22, 2007, 07:43:17 am
Thank you for that tribute, Janice...but please, don't let anyone think the drabblefest is about to end! We have millions of words to go, I am sure!

For today, give have fun with these prompts:


Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 22, 2007, 09:38:41 am
I went over on the words...please forgive me!


Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
November 1976

Jack slit the envelope open with a knife. He pulled out the sheaf of papers, then peeled the plastic card off, the adhesive sticky on the back. “There ya go, cowboy,” he said, handing the card to Ennis. “Yer very own MasterCharge.”

Ennis ran his fingers over the embossed letters and numbers on the card, looking at the overlapping circles of orange and yellow emblazoned on the front. “I ain’t ever had a credit card before,” he said softly.

“I kinda figgered that. Ya didn’t have a bank account before ya came here either.”

“Not sure I need a credit card,” said Ennis, holding it at arm’s length as if it was a dangerous insect. “What’s wrong with payin’ cash?”

“Nothin’s wrong with payin’ cash, and ya still can. But sometimes, y’know, if ya don’t have enough money in yer wallet or yer payin’ for a hotel, it’s nice ta have a credit card. In fact, ya hafta have one to rent a car.”

“And why would I be needin’ ta rent a car? We got two perfectly good trucks out there.”

“One perfectly good truck. Yers is a bit of a rust bucket, if I ya ask me…”

“Don’t you go dissin’ my truck…”

“Just sayin’. Now, sign the card on the back and put it in yer wallet.”

Ennis looked at the card suspiciously, even as he signed his name and put it away. “Don’t want ta go inta debt.”

“Ennis!” said Jack, exasperated. “The card ain’t gonna put ya in debt. Usin’ it irresponsibly will…and since it don’t sound like yer gonna be usin’ it, I guess you ain’t gonna go in debt now, are ya?”

“If I ain’t gonna use it, then why do I need it?”

“Because ya might need ta rent a car.”

“And why would I need ta rent a car?”

“”Cause yer truck might break down.”

“You won’t give me a ride?”

“Only if ya ask nice.”

“Pretty please?” said Ennis, with a wink.

Jack smiled, then pulled Ennis close, grabbing his belt loops. “Ya know I can never say no to you, cowboy,” he said, leaning in for a kiss. “Sure, I’ll give ya a ride.”

(370 words)


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Post by: Cameron on February 22, 2007, 12:57:14 pm
I am new at all this, well, here goes.

A Trip

June 1976

Ennis and Jack decided to take a trip to NYC.  They were going to go on one of their fishing trips.  That’s what they told Alma and Lureen. But just before they were going to head up the mountain, they heard on the radio, something about something called discos in New York, and Jack got this idea.  “We gotta go see this sometime.”

So they drove to the airport, and Jack just pulled out a wad of bills to pay for the tickets.  They got off the plane, and in a cab.  The cab driver took one look at them and said, “You’re going to the village?"

Jack said sure, but he didn’t know what this village was in the middle of NYC.

Ennis just stared and stared.

They got to this place called the village.  They went to a restaurant and Jack paid with his credit card.  Then they walked around.  They could not believe what they saw, kids with these weird haircuts, ladies in real short skirts and real high heels, all these guys in real tight pants.  Jack just stared, Ennis pretended not to.

“Hey Jack, I don’t know about this place here”  Ennis said.

Jack said “Me neither”.

Just then they walked by a bar, it was called the Cowboy Bar. 

“Hey, why don’t we get us a drink” Ennis said, nervous and scared.

They went into the bar. 

Jack whispered to Ennis “How come there ain’t no ladies here?”

Before Ennis could reply a tall handsome man stood before him, “Can I buy you a drink cowboy? 
“Sure” he replied, too nervous to say no.

He looked for Jack.  Jack was standing there, with three guys around him, all offering to buy him drinks.

Ennis's and Jack's eyes met.  Should they go or should they stay?.  A big blond guy touched Ennis’s shoulder, “Your acting like a fish out of water” he said.

Ennis didn’t say anything. But Jack heard the remark, and thought, ‘I hope I ain’t.”

(337 words)

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Post by: MaineWriter on February 22, 2007, 01:13:03 pm
Marleen, wonderful! Thanks for joining in the fun. Looks like you got the makins of a world-class drabbler!

Leslie
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Post by: souxi on February 22, 2007, 01:28:47 pm
I went over on the words...please forgive me!


Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
November 1976

Jack slit the envelope open with a knife. He pulled out the sheaf of papers, then peeled the plastic card off, the adhesive sticky on the back. “There ya go, cowboy,” he said, handing the card to Ennis. “Yer very own MasterCharge.”

Ennis ran his fingers over the embossed letters and numbers on the card, looking at the overlapping circles of orange and yellow emblazoned on the front. “I ain’t ever had a credit card before,” he said softly.

“I kinda figgered that. Ya didn’t have a bank account before ya came here either.”

“Not sure I need a credit card,” said Ennis, holding it at arm’s length as if it was a dangerous insect. “What’s wrong with payin’ cash?”

“Nothin’s wrong with payin’ cash, and ya still can. But sometimes, y’know, if ya don’t have enough money in yer wallet or yer payin’ for a hotel, it’s nice ta have a credit card. In fact, ya hafta have one to rent a car.”

“And why would I be needin’ ta rent a car? We got two perfectly good trucks out there.”

“One perfectly good truck. Yers is a bit of a rust bucket, if I ya ask me…”

“Don’t you go dissin’ my truck…”

“Just sayin’. Now, sign the card on the back and put it in yer wallet.”

Ennis looked at the card suspiciously, even as he signed his name and put it away. “Don’t want ta go inta debt.”

“Ennis!” said Jack, exasperated. “The card ain’t gonna put ya in debt. Usin’ it irresponsibly will…and since it don’t sound like yer gonna be usin’ it, I guess you ain’t gonna go in debt now, are ya?”

“If I ain’t gonna use it, then why do I need it?”

“Because ya might need ta rent a car.”

“And why would I need ta rent a car?”

“”Cause yer truck might break down.”

“You won’t give me a ride?”

“Only if ya ask nice.”

“Pretty please?” said Ennis, with a wink.

Jack smiled, then pulled Ennis close, grabbing his belt loops. “Ya know I can never say no to you, cowboy,” he said, leaning in for a kiss. “Sure, I’ll give ya a ride.”

(370 words)




Leslie I read all the drabbles on here and they are all very good. You know I also love your stories, too, but I,m sorry, I have to complain about your use of that C word. I HATE it. Totally unnnecessary IMO. When I,m moderating in chat, if anyone says that word they get ejected. Its the most awful word in the English language. It shouldnt be in the dictionary.  >:( >:(
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 22, 2007, 01:31:22 pm
Leslie I read all the drabbles on here and they are all very good. You know I also love your stories, too, but I,m sorry, I have to complain about your use of that C word. I HATE it. Totally unnnecessary IMO. When I,m moderating in chat, if anyone says that word they get ejected. Its the most awful word in the English language. It shouldnt be in the dictionary.  >:( >:(

Hey Siouxi,

Thanks for the feedback! My intent is never to offend and the word has been changed...thanks for letting me know, really! I appreciate it.

L
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Post by: souxi on February 22, 2007, 01:37:25 pm
Hey Siouxi,

Thanks for the feedback! My intent is never to offend and the word has been changed...thanks for letting me know, really! I appreciate it.

L

Thank you Leslie. Sorry to be such a grouch but if theres one word thats sure to make me cross its that one. Bless ya. :-*
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 22, 2007, 01:39:57 pm
Thank you Leslie. Sorry to be such a grouch but if theres one word thats sure to make me cross its that one. Bless ya. :-*


 :-* right back...and I really do appreciate the feedback.

Okay, back to drabbling! Scott, where are ya darlin? Janice? Others?

L
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Post by: mariez on February 22, 2007, 02:30:45 pm
Janice, you're so right about this thread - even the heart-wrenching drablbles give us joy! 


I went over on the words...please forgive me!


Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
November 1976
.   .   .

Jack smiled, then pulled Ennis close, grabbing his belt loops. “Ya know I can never say no to you, cowboy,” he said, leaning in for a kiss. “Sure, I’ll give ya a ride.”


I'l just bet he will!!! ;D ;D ;D


I am new at all this, well, here goes.

A Trip

June 1976
.    .   .

Ennis's and Jack's eyes met.  Should they go or should they stay?.  A big blond guy touched Ennis’s shoulder, “Your acting like a fish out of water” he said.

Ennis didn’t say anything. But Jack heard the remark, and thought, ‘I hope I ain’t.”


 :laugh: :laugh: The Bees Gees have now taken residence in my brain - and they won't leave!!!  Terrific, Marlene! 

Thanks!
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 22, 2007, 08:19:12 pm
     Ennis comes in the door, drops his work hat on the cabinet,,next
to the Glen Fiddich scotch..He looks around with a hopeful expression.
He knows that it is a useless effort.  Ellery'n not due home for a couple
of hours yet..  He glances at the stack of mail on the floor, next to the
front door..Man I just dont understand how two men can have so much
junk mail.  I used to just get this much in a month...now we get this
every day...
     Mostly just crap, nobody will ever use, mostly for Ellery.  But Ennis
spies an envelope that looks important with his own name in the little
window..Mr Ennis Del Mar, you have been accepted for a pre-approved
credit card..no credit check needed...Ennis just couldn't wrap his
mind around that idea...He had never even had a bank account.  Not
before Wes gave him that bonus.  After the horses had sold.. He wasn't
sure quite how he felt about that.  Ennis glances as Ellery enters.
     "Hello sweetheart," Ellery exclaimed as he swept Ennis into his
arms leaning in for a kiss.  "Whatcha got there?"  "It's a pre-approved
credit card application."  "Well ill be!"  Ellery exclaimed as he smiled into
the full body press.  "You're an official, american card carryin debtor now,
how does it feel?"  "Not sure I like it really, what do i need this thing for?"
     "Don't suppose you do, after all these years."  "But they do come
in handy some times sweetheart.." "Case you have some trouble and
don't have cash on you right then."  "Well i'll have to see, kinda feel
like a fish outa water with some o these new fangled ideas."  "I'm
getting downright civilized since i come here."
     "Well," Ellery says as he comes in for another kiss, turning towards
Ennis for anothe slippery full mouthed suggestive kiss..  "I hope you
ain't gettin too civilized for a little coyote howlin, since i got off
early to get here for some more of that other new fangled idea you got since
ya got here."  "Naw, im fine with that new idea, just fine, boy."  He
grabs Ellery's belt loops and pulls him in for another bite on his lower neck,
sayin, "did you stop at the store on the way home?" 
"No, what for?"  "I told ya we needed more fruit, for that salad, and some
more bananas for cereal in the mornins."
     "Nope sorry, i forgot,,,"  "We can go in later, after."  "Aright."
"We can pick up some more a them doughboys, we're outta them
too."
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Post by: opinionista on February 22, 2007, 09:14:24 pm
Oh Janice. What a nice tribute to the Laramie Saga! I liked it.  :D
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Post by: Cameron on February 23, 2007, 02:29:19 am
Leslie and Marie,

Thank You for your kind words to my drabble.  Wow, I haven't written since college, but I used to love to write, and now I am starting to get inspired to do it again.

This a great way to start :)

Thanks so much again :) :) :)

Marleen

(Also have to start catching up on my reading too ;D)
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 23, 2007, 08:30:27 am
Okay, today's prompts...


I need to make a list to make sure we don't start repeating things, but I think these are all new....

L
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 23, 2007, 09:05:56 am
I hope David reads the drabbles, because sweetheart, this one's for you!  :-*



Dallas-Fort Worth International Airport
April, 2004

Ennis shifted from one foot to another as the security line inched forward. He held his ticket and boarding pass in his hand, along with his license.

“You can put your license away,” said Jack. “They won’t need ta see that again.”

“I don’t see why we just couldn’t drive,” said Ennis. “This is a pain in the ass.”

“It’s a helluva long drive ta Massachusetts, especially since we’re just goin’ for the long weekend. Flyin’ makes sense and you’ll be rested for the weddin’.”

Ennis grunted.

As the reached the checkpoint, Jack started pulling off his boots. “What’re ya doin’?” Ennis asked.

“Ya gotta take off yer boots, c’mon,” replied Jack, as he deposited his in the bin.

“I think my socks got holes in ‘em!”

“No one will notice, no one cares, just take ‘em off.”

“This is a fuckin’ pain in the ass!”

“Ennis…” Jack cautioned, smiling at the uniformed TSA agent. “We don’t travel much, ain’t used ta the procedure.”

The agent nodded and gave Ennis a broad smile. “Sir, if you could just empty your pockets…coins, keys, take off your watch….”

“I don’t wear a watch,” Ennis muttered. “Do I need ta take off my ring?” he asked, holding up his hand.

“No sir, that probably won’t be a problem. But your hat and jacket need to come off.”

A second smiling TSA agent waved Ennis through the scanner, and gave Ennis a wink as he stepped off the rubber mat. “Jesus Christ, Jack!” Ennis whispered, as he retrieved his boots from the grey bin. “He fuckin’ winked at me!”

“Yer a good lookin’ man, what can I say?”

“I’m old enough ta be his father!”

“Mebbe he likes his men with a bit a age and experience…”

“Oh fer Christ’s sake,” said Ennis, slipping his wallet back into his jeans. “Why couldn’t we just drive?”

(318 words)


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 23, 2007, 02:06:40 pm
    "Well:  where we going Jack?"  Ennis Del Mar, and Jack Twist are placing
two large pieces of luggage into the back of the beautiful newly restored
GMC pickup..Jack using the side, of the nice new leather jacket he is wearing
to polish out a smudge. "Wow Bud, Ennis remarks, you sure are being
picky bout this here truck, ain't ya."  "Yeah, guess i am."  "But i am just
so proud of it."  "Sure do thank ya fer gettin me that, for the anniversary."
    "And as to where we going?"  "Now thats a surprise."  Ennis looking
bewildered, says "well are we gonna need one o them passports?" "Nope,
ain" gonna need one of them."  " Not this trip."  "What then?"  "Come on
Jack, where we goin?"  "Nope i told ya its a surprise."  'Well, then
what are we gonna do with the truck, when we get on that there airplane?"
     "Well, since you insist on spoilin the surprise."  "We are going to Boston,
Massachusetts,"  "You know that nice lady, the one that was writing that
story about us?"  "She has had it published, and this week is the first
book signing."  "She, was kinda wantin us to come and be there."  "Meet
up with folks, and then maybe even sign a few autographs."  "You,
kiddin right."  "No cowboy, I ain't kiddin."  "We are famous."  "Gonna be
celebrities."  Jack grinned from ear to ear, as he admired the new suede
jacket Ennis wore.  "You sure are lookin handsome there En." "Don't
change the subject on me there Jack." "Jack muses, I sure hope they've
got a cover at that airport." "Ya ready En?"  "Lets get goin then.."

    
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 23, 2007, 02:12:34 pm
Aw, Janice, that's sweet. Thanks...

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Post by: mariez on February 23, 2007, 02:33:41 pm
 
"We can pick up some more a them doughboys, we're outta them
too."


Loved that, Janice!  Always in the mood for doughboys - hope they burn 'em!


I hope David reads the drabbles, because sweetheart, this one's for you!  :-*

A second smiling TSA agent waved Ennis through the scanner, and gave Ennis a wink as he stepped off the rubber mat. “Jesus Christ, Jack!” Ennis whispered, as he retrieved his boots from the grey bin. “He fuckin’ winked at me!”


Oh, God - I would love to see that on a screen!  :laugh:


    "Well:  where we going Jack?"  Ennis Del Mar, and Jack Twist are placing
two large pieces of luggage into the back of the beautiful newly restored
GMC pickup..
    

Janice, I am loving your tie-ins - great job!

Thanks!
Marie
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 23, 2007, 02:35:18 pm
“Whaddaya think will happen when we die?”

“Huh?”

“Ya know.  Ya think God will punish us?”

“Yeah probably.  What’s got inta ya there?”

“I dunno…was just thinkin…I mean,  I know it’s illegal and shit, but do ya really think God will punish us for…well…ya know…bein this way?”

“That’s what it says…in the Bible, but hell…how do we know?”

“Well, it ain’t like a parkin ticket…I mean, you park in the wrong place, you park in the wrong place.  Ya gotta choose to park in the wrong place.”

“So what are ya tryin to say…that we ain’t choosin to do this?”

“I ain’t…I mean…well…I need ta see ya…ya know…be with you.  I ain’t got no choice in that.”

“Always got choices.”

“No, I don’t think so.”

“Whaaddaya mean?”

“Choosin to stay away from you is like choosin not to breath.”

“That’s dumbass  thinkin…ya can’t choose not ta breath…that would be killin yerself.”

“I know.  I know.”


155 words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 23, 2007, 02:42:47 pm


    That is great as usual Scott......llllll
                                                          janice
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Post by: Cameron on February 23, 2007, 03:11:21 pm
A Trip (Part 2)

June 1976, New York City

Jack and Ennis left the Cowboy Bar, and they began walking down the street, squinting in the sun.  They could not believe that there were places like that, just for men, but they both felt odd being there. 

Two guys walked towards them, one was tall, the other shorter, both were wearing jeans and tee shirts.  They were holding hands, right there on the street.

Both Jack and Ennis turned and stared as the men walked by, their mouths agape.

Jack began saying “Did you see that, I can’t believe…..”

Just then a fat policeman called out to them.  He was standing next to a blue parked car, writing a parking ticket.

“Hey, you guys need some help?, he called out to them.

Jack and Ennis both looked at him and shook their heads.

“You’re not from here, are you?” the policeman asked.

Jack smiled, “No, from Wyoming, we came on an airplane.”

The fat policeman waved, “Have a good time in New Yawk, but watch out for ……”

But a big, dirty, white truck rolled by and neither could hear what they should watch out for. 

Jack and Ennis kept on walking and walking with no idea where they were going.  They passed restaurants with tables outside, record stores, and lots of old brick buildings.  They passed lots of people on the street like they had never seen before.

They kept walking, it was a beautiful, warm, sunny day.

They reached a park with a big stone arch.  Jack said “Let’s sit down for a while”

They sat down on a bench.  All around were couples, sitting on the benches, lying in the grass, and sitting on the gray stone steps of the fountain with the splashing water.

Jack held out his hand.

Ennis hesitated, then took Jack’s hand and wrapped it tightly with his.

They sat there, like that, for a long, long time.

(326 words)



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Post by: mariez on February 23, 2007, 04:03:58 pm
.    .    .
“Choosin to stay away from you is like choosin not to breath.”

“That’s dumbass  thinkin…ya can’t choose not ta breath…that would be killin yerself.”

“I know.  I know.”


A Scott Drabble is a Wondrous Thing - always!


A Trip (Part 2)

June 1976, New York City
.    .    .

Jack held out his hand.

Ennis hesitated, then took Jack’s hand and wrapped it tightly with his.

They sat there, like that, for a long, long time.


Oh, a two-parter - like a little drabble mini-series!  Very nicely done, Marleen - love this ending especially!

Thanks, guys!
Marie
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 23, 2007, 04:13:36 pm
Mariez...I just adore you
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 23, 2007, 04:53:21 pm
Business Trip     (48 Words)


“Got your I.D.?”

“Yup.”

“Boarding Pass?”

“Yup.”

Passport?”

“Yup.”

“Okay, that’s your plane right there…gettin’ ready to board.”

“En, can’t park here.  That crazy woman waving her arms is gonna give you a ticket for sure.”

“Fuck it.  I’m walkin’ you in.  Let’s go.”

Jack grinned.       



(48 Words)   
(When it's fewer than 50 words...Is it a 'dribble,'  rather than a 'drabble'?)   lol    ;)   


C*
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Post by: mariez on February 23, 2007, 05:45:03 pm
Mariez...I just adore you

Right back at ya, Scott! :-* :-* :-*

Marie
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Post by: mariez on February 23, 2007, 05:53:04 pm
.  .  .
“Fuck it.  I’m walkin’ you in.  Let’s go.”

Jack grinned.       

(48 Words)   
(When it's fewer than 50 words...Is it a 'dribble,'  rather than a 'drabble'?)   lol    ;)   

C*


That is just pure Ennis and pure Jack!  :laugh:  Dribble away - double dribbling is not only allowed - it's encouraged!!!

Thanks, C*
Marie
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 23, 2007, 06:35:49 pm
That is just pure Ennis and pure Jack!  :laugh:  Dribble away - double dribbling is not only allowed - it's encouraged!!!

Thanks, C*
Marie


LOL     Marie, you are just too funny.
I love you, girl. 

C*    :)
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Edited to add:  "Whoo hee...I just hit fifty posts."   :D

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Post by: Lumière on February 23, 2007, 07:31:35 pm
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Edited to add:  "Whoo hee...I just hit fifty posts."   :D
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Bravo, Haunted!  8)
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Post by: Lumière on February 23, 2007, 07:35:34 pm
Since dribbling is allowed ..  :P



Some place exotic ..


Ennis lay in Jack’s arms, basking in the afterglow of another love-making session, his left hand wandering leisurely along Jack’s inner thigh.

“Ya reckon we oughta take a proper holiday sometime?  You know?  Some place exotic..” Jack said, placing a kiss on Ennis’ nose, looking into his eyes. “Yer so fuckin hot, ya know that?”

“Some place exotic ..?  Like where?  Africa?”

“If that’s where you wanna go, sure!”

“You kidding me?”

“Why not?” Jack smiled.

“You know nothing about Africa!  Besides, you need a passport to go that far and you ain’t got one, have ya?”  Ennis lowered his head into Jack’s neck, his hand moving further up Jack’s inner thigh .. Jack sighed.

“You know I can’t think when ya .. do that ..” Jack let out a soft moan, “How d’ya expect me to think of Africa when .. yer.. doing .. that..?”  Jack’s eyes rolled back as Ennis began pleasuring him, his breathing heavier ..

“I reckon Africa .. can .. wait .. huh?” Ennis mumbled, kissing Jack hungrily on the lips, his heart pounding harder with the feel of Jack’s tongue against his .. exploring, caressing ..


~ 193 words


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Post by: MaineWriter on February 23, 2007, 07:45:15 pm
Ah, Milli, very nice....very very nice....

L
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 23, 2007, 07:46:51 pm
Bravo, Haunted!  8)

 ;D

Lu,  I just love your "Sigy" pics.    ;)   

C*
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Post by: Lumière on February 23, 2007, 07:54:56 pm
Ah, Milli, very nice....very very nice....

Cheers Leslie!!  ;)


Lu,  I just love your "Sigy" pics.    ;)   


I was telling Marlene the other day .. I am like a Brokeback commercial ..  ;D
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 24, 2007, 09:01:50 am
Good morning everyone,

How about these prompts to get your creative juices flowing?


Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 24, 2007, 10:02:43 am
Camp Nokomis
Bear Island, NH
July 31, 2006

Dear Grandpa and Poppa,

Greetings from camp! I am having a good time but I miss you and the Lazy L. Thank you again for a very nice visit. I had a lot of fun.

We have a tradition here at camp, it is called the pinecone ceremony. During the day, you need to go around camp and collect the number of pinecones for the number of summers you have been here. For me, it is five this year. Then at campfire on Friday night, each person gets up and throws in their pinecones. They start with the ones, then the twos, and so on. The director has been here forever, so she threw in 56!

I was thinking, it would have been nice to have a pinecone ceremony at your party…30 pinecones for you, 16 for my mom and dad. Then I remembered that there aren’t any pinecones in Texas!

Anyway, it was fun thinking of you. I can’t wait to see you again.

Love,

Chrissie

(175 words)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 24, 2007, 01:57:29 pm

     Its Frday morning, the air is still.  Its always hot and humid, in Childress
Texas in August.  Jack is loading the truck.. He is thinking of the trip to
Pine Creek Wyoming.  The sky is starting to turn those lighter colors of pink and
beige.  You can already feel the heat of the day approaching.
     He grabs Bobbys backpack off the front seat of the truck..Carries it into
the house, as he goes to get the last load of gear for the trip.. Lureen is
sure right about his losin stuff.  He never does keep track of his things..This
pack has been in here for four days, since I picked him up at school on Monday.
     Jack drops the pack in by the table near the front door.  Then walks on
into the house, and to the bedroom where Lureen is just getting up.  She asks
"What time are you leaving, honey?"
     "I'm all ready now."  "Put Bobby's pack by the front door.."
     He leans over for a light peck on the cheek, saying "See ya week from
Sunday."  She has a look of resigned accceptance and dignified grace.  Her
hair laying around her shoulders, and even after a nights sleep still looking
neat and remarkably kept...He never could understand how she looks so
put together in the morning.  She must have been born with a hairdresser in the womb...   "See ya", he says over the shoulder, as he leaves the house,
now the butterflies in his stomach can start to fly loose..  He walks out the
front door to the truck, opens the door, and climbs in..."Ahhh the smell of
pine, and Ennis, is only 14 hours away....
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 24, 2007, 02:20:16 pm
Camp Nokomis
Bear Island, NH
July 31, 2006

Dear Grandpa and Poppa,

Greetings from camp! I am having a good time but I miss you and the Lazy L. Thank you again for a very nice visit. I had a lot of fun.

We have a tradition here at camp, it is called the pinecone ceremony. During the day, you need to go around camp and collect the number of pinecones for the number of summers you have been here. For me, it is five this year. Then at campfire on Friday night, each person gets up and throws in their pinecones. They start with the ones, then the twos, and so on. The director has been here forever, so she threw in 56!

I was thinking, it would have been nice to have a pinecone ceremony at your party…30 pinecones for you, 16 for my mom and dad. Then I remembered that there aren’t any pinecones in Texas!

Anyway, it was fun thinking of you. I can’t wait to see you again.

Love,

Chrissie

(175 words)


Leslie, 

The opening of this one brought a big smile to my face.  I can't remember what chapter it was, but I love the scene you wrote where Jack leans over to Ennis and whispers,

"Which one am I again?"  And Ennis responds, "You're Poppa, I'm grandpa...it's the opposite of Bobby's kids."      lol   

I remember reading that...months ago, I think...and thinking it was the sweetest thing ever.  I can picture them on their front porch, trying to remember which one they are for which grandkids.   lol   So precious.  :)
Sorry, not a drabble.     Just an   "aaaahhhhh."      :D

C*
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Post by: Cameron on February 24, 2007, 03:50:49 pm
The Beauty Parlor

Cassie was at the beauty parlor getting her hair done. She had her hair rolled up in big pink rollers and she was sitting under the dryer.

 She was going out with Ennis tonight, she wanted to go the new place they opened, where people danced and they had a great big bull ride, right in the middle of the place.  But, of course Ennis didn’t want to go to any fancy new place.

“Hey Alma, how are ya” said Tracy at the cash register.
“How ya doin girl, how’s Monroe and that baby?”

“Oh just fine” said Alma, sounding as though it hurt for her to talk and be friendly to people.

Cassie grabbed a magazine from the table and held it in front of her face.  Damn, she thought. Not here.

Alma wore jeans that were way too tight, and a big red tee shirt. She still didn’t
lose the weight that she gained when she was pregnant.

“Hi Cassie,” Alma said, as cold and unfriendly as usual, as she sat down in the chair by the sink to wait for her hair to be washed.

Cassie didn’t say anything.

“How’s Ennis?” Alma asked.

“Oh, great" said Cassie, not looking up.

Alma took something out of her purse which looked like a small red backpack.  It was a paperback book.  Cassie couldn’t really make out the title cause Alma’s hand was over it, but it looked like   se Range.

“Hey Alma, we ready for you”, the girl called.

Alma put the book down on the table with all the magazines.  Cassie hurried to pick it up.  She wanted to see if preachy Alma read books with dirty parts, and she wasn’t going to tell Alma she forgot the book, let her come back and get it, she thought.

There was an old electric company envelope stuck in the book.  It was near the end.  Cassie opened to that page.  Something about someplace called Brokeback Mountain.

Cassie began to read.

(336 words)


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Post by: mariez on February 24, 2007, 11:31:40 pm
Busy day - but I had to get my drabble fix!

Quote from: haunted_by_bbm link=topic=7810.msg159680#msg159680

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Way to go with the posts, C!  Glad you appreciate my, err, humor - Fabienne once mentioned that we should have a "groaning" smiley - and we should - for all my corny jokes!  LOL!!!


Since dribbling is allowed ..  :P

“You know I can’t think when ya .. do that ..” Jack let out a soft moan, “How d’ya expect me to think of Africa when .. yer.. doing .. that..?”  Jack’s eyes rolled back as Ennis began pleasuring him, his breathing heavier ..

“I reckon Africa .. can .. wait .. huh?” Ennis mumbled, kissing Jack hungrily on the lips, his heart pounding harder with the feel of Jack’s tongue against his .. exploring, caressing ..


~ 193 words

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Ooh, that was hot and lovely - glad that our boys can't get enough of each other, cause we sure can't get enough of them.


Camp Nokomis
Bear Island, NH
July 31, 2006

Dear Grandpa and Poppa,

.    .   . 

I was thinking, it would have been nice to have a pinecone ceremony at your party…30 pinecones for you, 16 for my mom and dad. Then I remembered that there aren’t any pinecones in Texas!

Anyway, it was fun thinking of you. I can’t wait to see you again.

Love,

Chrissie

(175 words)


Aww, Leslie, you know I just love the letters your characters write - look at the family Jack & Ennis have created!   :)


.  .   . Ahhh the smell of pine, and Ennis, is only 14 hours away....


Ahh - sweet anticipation - really nice, Janice!


The Beauty Parlor

There was an old electric company envelope stuck in the book.  It was near the end.  Cassie opened to that page.  Something about someplace called Brokeback Mountain.

Cassie began to read.


Wow, Marleen - that was great!  Hope there's a Part 2!

Thanks, all
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 25, 2007, 08:41:58 am
Good morning all,

Today's prompts were suggested by Beatrice, in chat yesterday:


Have fun!

Leslie
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Post by: fernly on February 25, 2007, 10:24:33 am
wasn't meant to be a drabble, wrote this yesterday for part of chp. 7, clicked on this thread this morning to read the lastest fine drabbles, and there they were, 3 outa 3 prompts...


        The early evening air was still sharp-edged with summer heat.
        Jack lifted a hand to knock on the door, but Lureen stopped him, “You’re family now, Jack,” and turned the knob. Jack took off his hat, set foot onto the pale green tiles of a room that seemed to have no purpose except to give the front door space to swing open. The sudden switch to the cold air of the house made Jack shiver. He’d been in a few stores before that had air-conditioning, but this was the first house he’d ever walked into that felt close on to a refrigerator.
        “I expect they’re in the family room,” said Lureen. “It’s time for one of their shows.” LD and Fayette were there, at opposite ends of a sofa that was a shade of purple Jack had never seen on furniture before. They looked up smiling at their daughter, saw Jack.
        “How was Galve...” Fayette’s automatic question died away.
        LD took a little longer to catch on. “Hey, lil’ girl, you’re home...”
        “Daddy, Momma,” Lureen closed her eyes just for a second, opened them, smiled brilliantly, “Daddy, Momma, Jack and me, we’re married.”
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Post by: Beatrice on February 25, 2007, 10:29:46 am
Here's two of the three...


Whisper

Humidity sat wet washcloth heavy, twirling up the tiny hairs on his neck. The late arriving twilight glazed the featureless land, a purple playground for bugs to buzz and bother about his face. Texas dirt under his boots, stubborn and strict, jarred his rodeo earnings with each step.

Knew he should go back inside, enjoy the comforts of his compromise.

Didn’t though. Just kept walking.

Even the emotionless call of “Dinner, Jack.” went by without a resigned response.

Something he was waiting for.

There it is.

A rare, sweet August breeze carried his whisper north.

“See you in November, Ennis.”

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Post by: Penthesilea on February 25, 2007, 11:12:25 am
Didn’t though. Just kept walking.

Even the emotionless call of “Dinner, Jack.” went by without a resigned response.

Something he was waiting for.

There it is.

A rare, sweet August breeze carried his whisper north.

“See you in November, Ennis.”

Beautiful. Poetic. Sad.

Oh my...
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 25, 2007, 11:18:51 am
wasn't meant to be a drabble, wrote this yesterday for part of chp. 7, clicked on this thread this morning to read the lastest fine drabbles, and there they were, 3 outa 3 prompts...

 :) What a cool coincidence  8)

 
Quote
     
        “Daddy, Momma,” Lureen closed her eyes just for a second, opened them, smiled brilliantly, “Daddy, Momma, Jack and me, we’re married.”


Also it wasn't planned this way, it works fine as a drabble.
He, he I would pay to see LD's an Fayette's faces. I can picture LD's blood pressure boiling up  ;D.

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Post by: Cameron on February 25, 2007, 11:48:42 am
Okay Marie, here it is...

The Beauty Parlor (Part 2)

Cassie just sat there reading, this story about Brokeback Mountain.  She forgot all about her hair, with the rollers under the dryer.  She was lost in the magical summer, the tale of the two young guys, up on the mountain.

‘Just what a the chances that there is another Ennis?’ she thought to herself..

Suddenly she was pulled out of her reverie.

“Hey Cassie, I want my book back” Alma said, her hair wet, coffee and cigarette in her hands, and freshly painted purple fingernails.

‘Why the hell did she get that color’ Cassie thought ‘looks ridiculous.’

“Cassie, can I have my book back” Alma said louder this time.

Cassie gave it to her, Alma turned around with a loud umph and then she went and sat down in the haircutting chair.

Cassie just sat there, her hair now dry and almost frying, and her thoughts returned to Ennis and Jack

’How is there another Ennis?’ she pondered to herself, not yet understanding what she should understand.

(172)

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Post by: MaineWriter on February 25, 2007, 01:06:49 pm
Okay, so I am cheating a little bit with a previously written piece, but with the prompt "hands" I couldn't get this out of my mind. This is from Makin' It Legal which I actually wrote in the Human Interest (MadLori) universe. Jack and Ennis are living in Vermont and decide to get legally married in Massachusetts. If you want to read the whole story, you can find it here:

http://lazylfarm.livejournal.com/25616.html



Judge Miller smiled at both of them. “Many choose, as you have done, to use rings to symbolize their commitment to each other.” Alma stepped forward and handed her father Jack’s ring.

Ennis took the ring and slipped it on Jack’s finger, and as he did so, he said, “Jack, I put this ring on your finger in 1977, and I put it on in 1983, and I’m puttin’ it on again today. And every time I have put this ring on your finger, I have loved you more than I did the time before.”

Alma then handed Jack—her other father—Ennis’s ring. As Jack started to slip it on Ennis’s finger, he began to rub the dented area, where the ring had sat just a few minutes before. “Ennis, I think back to the summer of 1963, and I see your eyes, and I see your heart, and I see your soul. And I see your hands, your big, hard working hands. And Ennis, if I had a ring that summer up on Brokeback, I would have put it on your finger and married you then, because I have always loved you, and I have only loved you. Today, with this ring, I pledge our lifetime of love, from the past, and now, into the future.”

Ennis felt his eyes brimming with tears. Goddamn, he thought. If I’d a knowed this whole marriage thing was goin’ t’be this emotional, I ain’t sure I’d of ever brought it up.

Judge Miller looked at both men, and waited a minute for them to regain their composure. Then she said, “I, Kathryn Miller, by virtue of the powers vested in me by the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, do now declare you legally married, as husband and husband. You may celebrate your marriage with a kiss.”

Ennis took Jack’s face in his hands and pulled him towards him, while Jack tucked his fingers in Ennis’s belt loops and pulled him even closer. “Jack fuckin’ Twist,” whispered Ennis, as he leaned in close.

“Sonofabitch,” said Jack. And then they kissed.

(346 words)
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Post by: mariez on February 25, 2007, 01:21:25 pm
wasn't meant to be a drabble, wrote this yesterday for part of chp. 7, clicked on this thread this morning to read the lastest fine drabbles, and there they were, 3 outa 3 prompts...

.   .   .   The sudden switch to the cold air of the house made Jack shiver. He’d been in a few stores before that had air-conditioning, but this was the first house he’d ever walked into that felt close on to a refrigerator.


Wow, that is something - and all three  prompts- certainly was meant to be!
This paragraph is so telling-L.D.'s house is as cold as his heart.  Really fine writing!


Here's two of the three...

Whisper

Humidity sat wet washcloth heavy, twirling up the tiny hairs on his neck. The late arriving twilight glazed the featureless land, a purple playground for bugs to buzz and bother about his face. Texas dirt under his boots, stubborn and strict, jarred his rodeo earnings with each step.

Knew he should go back inside, enjoy the comforts of his compromise.

Didn’t though. Just kept walking.

Even the emotionless call of “Dinner, Jack.” went by without a resigned response.

Something he was waiting for.

There it is.

A rare, sweet August breeze carried his whisper north.

“See you in November, Ennis.”


B, you are truly one of a kind - and with writing that is always this special, that is a very good thing.


Okay Marie, here it is...

The Beauty Parlor (Part 2)

.   .  .

’How is there another Ennis?’ she pondered to herself, not yet understanding what she should understand.


Thanks for satisfying my curiosity, Marleen!  :)  I loved this scenario - and this last line is perfect! 


Okay, so I am cheating a little bit with a previously written piece, but with the prompt "hands" I couldn't get this out of my mind. This is from Makin' It Legal which I actually wrote in the Human Interest (MadLori) universe. Jack and Ennis are living in Vermont and decide to get legally married in Massachusetts. If you want to read the whole story, you can find it here:

http://lazylfarm.livejournal.com/25616.html


.     .   .
Judge Miller smiled at both of them. “Many choose, as you have done, to use rings to symbolize their commitment to each other.” Alma stepped forward and handed her father Jack’s ring.
.   .   .

Oh, God, Leslie  - RINGS!  You know what you've turned me into - and a crying one at that!  LOL!  Beautiful, beautiful . . .

Thanks, all!
Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 25, 2007, 03:07:09 pm
august 1963
end of summer
end of story
one-shot-thing
no other way

september1967
still summerly
skinny dipping
the sun shines
brighter than for years
together again

july 1978
ten long days
almost endless
almost

august 1983
damned baler
damned stoutamire
a summer missed
end of story
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 25, 2007, 03:15:05 pm
Wonderful drabbles, as usual....Marleen, Chrissi, Beatrice, Fernly...thanks so much.

And Marie, our drabble cheerleader...what would we do without you?

L
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Post by: Lumière on February 25, 2007, 03:25:39 pm
Room for one more?  ;)


May 1983

Some place exotic (Part 2)

Ennis brought his old pickup to a stop in the motel parking lot, his heart racing with excitement and anticipation at the sight of Jack’s truck parked a few metres away.  They’d planned to spend the night at the motel before heading out the next day for a week of camping.  Ennis grabbed his canvas bag from the passenger seat and carefully picked up the package lying beside it.

“I was afraid you were gonna stand me up!”  Jack beamed, once they were behind closed doors.  “It’s good to see ya, cowboy..” he said, moving in for a kiss.

“Ya know I wouldn’t stand ya up!  Wait, before we get carried away an’ all, I brought something for ya.  I thought you might like it ..” he said, handing Jack the package.  “Best open it now..”

Jack took it, a ghost of a smile on his face.  “For me?”

“Don’t sound so surprised.  Come on, open it..”

Jack carefully opened the box and peeled back a few layers of the soft wrapping paper.  His hands trembled a little as he pulled out the note attached to the neatly-tied bunch of flowers:

Jack,
Who knew we’d still be here..
20 years on.
You were and still are .. my little darlin.

Ennis 


Jack looked up at Ennis, eyes shining.

“I know we’ve talked about going away together, on a proper holiday.  But it hasn’t happened yet.  Some place exotic, remember?” Ennis added.

Jack nodded quietly.

“Well, I figured since we can’t go to Africa proper, you might like these.  Don’t ask me where I got African daisies in the middle a Wyoming, but I did..” Ennis said with a shy smile.

Jack brushed his fingers softly over the velvety smoothness of the purple petals, his eyes shining with unshed tears. “I love ‘em cowboy .. I really do.  C’mere..”


(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Prvy/754d5b7e.jpg)
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Post by: Cameron on February 25, 2007, 03:35:16 pm
Milli,

You are so truly amazingly talented, I just loved this one. :)

They are all great today ;D

Marleen
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 25, 2007, 04:12:05 pm
Oh Milli, that was beautiful...

I kept trying to think of purple flowers and all I could come up with were nasturtiums! LOL

L
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 25, 2007, 04:33:41 pm


Purple Summer   



Saturday, August 16, 1969  2:47 p.m.


Ennis ran a large rough hand over the small purple bruises forming on Jack’s right hip, stream and sweat glistening on both their bodies, the warm summer sun beating down on their shuddering limbs.   

“Sorry, Bud…bruised ya again.”

“Aint complainin’, cowboy.” Jack sighed contentedly.  “You ever know me to complain?”  Jack smiled wide, eyes still closed, lying on his left side, reaching around to grab Ennis’ hand and pull him in closer.   

“Well…” Ennis began humorously, laughter at the ready.

“I meant about this,” Jack laughed, sensing what Ennis was going to say from his tone.  “Not talkin’ ‘bout all the complainin’ I did about Aguirre…or beans…or my daddy…not all that shit.”  And then added more quietly,  “…talkin’ ‘bout this…what we got here…” And Jack pulled Ennis’ arm all the way around himself, pulling the man’s hand first to his face, kissing it roughly, before holding it firmly to his chest. 

“Not once.”  Ennis sighed deeply, pressing fully into Jack’s back, before pulling on his right shoulder, gently, turning him over and around.

“C’mere, Bud,” Ennis sighed into Jack’s neck.  “Think ya need some matchin' purple on the other side.”

“Aint complainin.”    Jack grinned.   

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(202 Words)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 25, 2007, 05:02:43 pm
"May 1983

Some place exotic (Part 2)
"

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Lucise,  I second the motion of everyone who already commented...this was beautiful.  Got me weepy and smiley all at the same time.   :)

C* 
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Post by: mariez on February 25, 2007, 05:48:19 pm
Something must be floating in the air - these drabbles are all awesome today!


.   .   .
july 1978
ten long days
almost endless
almost

.  .  .

Chrissi, I loved the way you framed this!  The progression, the beautiful symmetry, the few, but perfectly-chosen words - so very effective.  And this part - the "almost" - oh . . .


Room for one more?  ;)

May 1983

Some place exotic (Part 2)

Jack looked up at Ennis, eyes shining.

“I know we’ve talked about going away together, on a proper holiday.  But it hasn’t happened yet.  Some place exotic, remember?” Ennis added.

Jack nodded quietly.


You know you don't need to ask that!  :)  Oh, wow - continued 20 years later - and so beautifully, how much do I love that!  Our boys remember every precious moment together.  What a gorgeous pic!



Purple Summer  


Saturday, August 16, 1969  2:47 p.m.

Ennis ran a large rough hand over the small purple bruises forming on Jack’s right hip, stream and sweat glistening on both their bodies, the warm summer sun beating down on their shuddering limbs.  

.     .    . 

“C’mere, Bud,” Ennis sighed into Jack’s neck.  “Think ya need some matchin' purple on the other side.”

“Aint complainin.”    Jack grinned.  


Definitely my favorite use of "purple." LOL!!!  Ennis is branding his man.  And thanks for the exact date and time - I need to know these things. LOL!!

Thanks again,
Marie
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 25, 2007, 05:54:11 pm

Definitely my favorite use of "purple." LOL!!!  Ennis is branding his man.  And thanks for the exact date and time - I need to know these things. LOL!!

Thanks again,
Marie


Always happy to oblige with the specifics.   ;)
Love ya, sweetie.

C*
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Post by: Lumière on February 25, 2007, 07:48:29 pm
Aww..cheers for the comments ladies!
Glad you liked the drabble ..  :-*

~M
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 26, 2007, 04:05:31 am
     Ennis is sitting on the grass, at the crest above, where Jack is finishing
the rigging on his horse.  It is nearly time to head on out down the hill.  Neither wants, to leave.  It is very obvious.  But neither one is saying it out
loud..  Ennis is looking at a small cluster of purple on the down slope of the
hill..It is just peeking from the grass that surrounds it...Ennis thinks to himself,
I will never in my life like the color purple.  It always signifies the departure, and leaving, of something I need.. Something I need but can"t have.
     They placed a small bouquet of violets in my mama's hands.  As she lay
in that pine box, after she died..  My daddy was laying next to her, but he
held no flowers in his hands.  Janelle placed a small prayer book there.
     Ennis knew in his mind even as a young boy.  She could no longer see
the beauty that she held.  His father could no longer read the prayers, held
within. 
     After this day he would no longer behold, that in the world, he
had come to hold most dear..  Ennis looked again to the lupins growing alone and bright. 
  Jack grabs his lasso, and begins up the slope, saying "time to get
goin cowboy."  He steps on the small bunch of purple and it smashes into the green grass.  Ennis repeats to himself, as he tucks his shirt down into the
back of his jeans.  "I hate purple, and I hate summer, and I hate" .......THUNK
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 26, 2007, 07:19:53 am
Good morning drabblers,

Let's follow the theme from yesterday:


Have fun!

L
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Post by: Beatrice on February 26, 2007, 08:14:12 am
Used only one this time...


Ennis didn’t want company. Not in the mind t' talk t' anyone else. Besides, he couldn’t eat no cherry cake right now.

Weeds put up a hell of a fight, loosin' in the end, roots n' all. He pushed aside leaves n' twigs abandoned when the wind was done foolin’, carin' for this speck on the broken landscape. Had t' make this place proper, make it fittin', make it right.

Sky was spinnin' out ribbons, color splashin' proud against the comin' night. He sat down t' watch, Autumn settlin' in beside him.

Favorite time a his week.

“Miss you, friend.”



B
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Post by: mariez on February 26, 2007, 02:01:31 pm
 
.  .  .I will never in my life like the color purple.  It always signifies the departure, and leaving, of something I need.. Something I need but can"t have.
.  . .

. .  Jack grabs his lasso,  .   .  .

Janice, the beginning was sooo sad - but then, the end!  Yee Haw! Great contrast.


Used only one this time...

Ennis didn’t want company. Not in the mind t' talk t' anyone else. Besides, he couldn’t eat no cherry cake right now.

Weeds put up a hell of a fight, loosin' in the end, roots n' all. He pushed aside leaves n' twigs abandoned when the wind was done foolin’, carin' for this speck on the broken landscape. Had t' make this place proper, make it fittin', make it right.

Sky was spinnin' out ribbons, color splashin' proud against the comin' night. He sat down t' watch, Autumn settlin' in beside him.

Favorite time a his week.

“Miss you, friend.”

B


What an image you've created, B! So stark (loved "speck on the broken landscape"), but yet so beautiful with the sky, the ribbons, the color - and Ennis.

Thanks,
Marie

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Post by: Lumière on February 26, 2007, 02:50:35 pm
I smiled when I came here this morning and saw today's words included "autumn/fall/brown" because yesterday I made a J&E fanpic with that theme .. (I called it Falling Leaves) ..


Falling leaves ..

Autumn leaves we are
Falling, twirling
Dancing in the air;
Barren trees remain
Giant skeletons in our wake.

Down to earth we return
Exhausted from the fall
No branch for support;
Yet upon this mossy bed
We find rest.
Leaves overlap
We are not alone.

Vibrant colours
Orange, reds, browns we are;
Beads of dew rest upon the golden skins
Awesome glitters in the morning sun
Shining with pride
Majestic after the fall.

We rest in wait
Of the first flakes
That spell change -
A new season,
Winter's upon us..




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Post by: mariez on February 26, 2007, 06:52:34 pm
I smiled when I came here this morning and saw today's words included "autumn/fall/brown" because yesterday I made a J&E fanpic with that theme .. (I called it Falling Leaves) ..

Falling leaves ..

.   .    .
Down to earth we return
Exhausted from the fall
No branch for support;
Yet upon this mossy bed
We find rest.
Leaves overlap
We are not alone.
.   .   .
Whoa - there's been a psychic connection with drabblefest two days running (fernly had one yesterday)!  LOL!!  I can't decide which is more beautiful, Lucise, your drabble or your pic!  Let's call it a tie - both gorgeous!

Thanks for sharing,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on February 26, 2007, 07:19:05 pm
A Strange Morning
1978

Ennis just stood staring at his feet.  It felt like that fall a couple of years ago.  He hated it when they had a fight.  He felt the pain in his gut, twisting and pulling deep down inside him. 

He barely even knew what this was about. He said something, something about that night in the bar.  As he told the story, Jack got quieter and quieter, and then Jack barely said anything at all.

Ennis kept asking him, “you alright?”, it was not like Jack at all to get so quiet.  Finally that morning he just drove away, said “see ya”, and the truck rolled away.

Ennis had no idea what it was all about.  Just told Jack of that night, in the bar, but he didn’t understand what just had happened.  He was standing there staring at his feet, he didn’t even hear the truck.

Suddenly there was a hand around his waist.

“Friend, I just ain’t going to leave like that time, ain’t going to be like that again.”

Ennis felt Jack’s warm breath on his neck, felt the other hand, going lower, where he liked it so.

It didn’t matter that the leaves were brown, sure wasn’t going to be like that other autumn, not this time.

(217 words)

Trying something different today
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 26, 2007, 07:46:51 pm
                                     Need
    Ennis is putting one foot in front of the other.  That is all he can do.  It has been a month since the postcard came. " Deceased;" in big red stamp.
It was to have been their time.. ?  The 7th of Nov.  They were supposed to
meet up at Pine Creek.  The cold icy winds of fall,  the beautiful color  The
quickening towards the winter snow. " It was his, favorite time, of the year. Used to be."  Now it was only want and yearning he felt. " The soul and heart
dying, time of loss and devastation." " The black and blue of his mind and the
sheer feeling of lead within. . What now Jack, what now?  I dont have a place to go.  I dont have a person to go to.  I dont have a want, except for
you."  " I only have the lost times we will never share.  I only have the love
I will always feel.  I only need to feel, YOU, here, just.  Need YOU
Bud."

160w
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Post by: Lumière on February 26, 2007, 08:05:24 pm
Cheers Marl and Janice for those drabbles!
Hopeful and then sad ..
 :)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 26, 2007, 10:09:11 pm
Don Wroe’s Cabin - Part 1  (300 Words)



Saturday, November 13, 1976  7:13 a.m.   


Jack entered the cabin on light happy feet, practically bouncing as he walked through the room quickly, tossing his bag in the corner, taking a peek at the big bed dominating the far wall.  The bed was large, sturdy, and covered in a thick, comfortable-looking quilt, pieced together in a warm log cabin pattern of browns, reds, and golds…all the colors of the autumn rainbow.
 
Ennis came up behind Jack slowly, setting down his bag as well, grinning broadly, watching with both immense joy and sound relief as his friend looked around the cabin with a smile to suggest he’d just been told he’d won the lottery.

“A week?”  Jack grinned.
 
“A whole fuckin week.” Ennis replied, taking Jack in his arms, pulling him in close, and swearing he could drown in the look in Jack’s eyes.
   
‘That’s it,’ Ennis thought to himself, gripping Jack tighter.
 
There was the look he’d missed so much, so worried he’d never see it again, after the year they’d just had…first with the misunderstanding over the divorce card, and then with the big fight they’d had the following month.
 
And then come August, three months later, Ennis had had to cancel getting together.  Jr. had been sick with appendicitis, so bad she could have died.  It had been one fucked up year, in so many ways, and much too long since Ennis had seen Jack’s wide smile…with those bright eyes…the combination warm enough to heat a whole city in the middle of winter.  How he’d missed it.
 
“Gonna take real good care a you this week, Bud,” Ennis sighed.  "You aint never gonna be warmer in your life.”
 
Jack grinned, nodded, and sighed, unable to speak for a moment.

November had never looked so good.   

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(300 Words)   
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 26, 2007, 10:27:24 pm
Skinny Dipping Swimming Spot
Lazy L Ranch
Quanah, TX
July 10, 1976

“Ya got brown eyes…”

“I know I got brown eyes. Ya think yer tellin’ me somethin’ I don’t know?”

“I just like talkin’ ‘bout ya.”

“You been talkin’ ‘bout me for the past two months…tellin’ me I got nice eyes, nice feet, nice hands, a nice chest…”

“You complainin’?”

“Ain’t complainin’, just sayin’, I ain’t ever heard so much gushy stuff in my life. Yer like a new man, Jack fuckin’ Twist.”

“Well you too Ennis goddamn Del Mar…sayin’ ‘I love you’ every other minute.”

“You complainin’?”

“Ain’t complainin’.”

(89 words)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 26, 2007, 10:49:32 pm
Skinny Dipping Swimming Spot
Lazy L Ranch
Quanah, TX
July 10, 1976

“Ya got brown eyes…”

“I know I got brown eyes. Ya think yer tellin’ me somethin’ I don’t know?”

“I just like talkin’ ‘bout ya.”

“You been talkin’ ‘bout me for the past two months…tellin’ me I got nice eyes, nice feet, nice hands, a nice chest…”

“You complainin’?”

“Ain’t complainin’, just sayin’, I ain’t ever heard so much gushy stuff in my life. Yer like a new man, Jack fuckin’ Twist.”

“Well you too Ennis goddamn Del Mar…sayin’ ‘I love you’ every other minute.”

“You complainin’?”

“Ain’t complainin’.”

(89 words)


Hey there, sweetie.
I just picked 1976 too.   ;)   lol   

C*
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 26, 2007, 10:53:59 pm
Hey there, sweetie.
I just picked 1976 too.   ;)   lol   

C*

Great minds, sweetie, great minds....

xox
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 26, 2007, 10:55:42 pm
Great minds, sweetie, great minds....

xox

My thoughts exactly.    ;D    lol

C*
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 27, 2007, 07:18:17 am
Morning all...

Try these today:


Let's keep the creativity going! I love this thread....

L
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Post by: LazyLJack on February 27, 2007, 08:19:22 am
Can I join in? Here's my contribution....Jack



February 27, 2007
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX

It doesn’t snow much in Quanah, but every now and then, like today, there is a flake.

The sun’s rays slant silvery in the sky. I can tell the end of winter is coming.

I am looking at Ennis’s broad shoulders. He’s taken the news of KE’s death very hard. I can see the weight on him.

The people and things that Ennis loves, he loves very deeply. I worry about Twister. I don’t worry about me.

(82 words)
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 27, 2007, 11:27:09 am
Riverton, WY
November, 1972

“It’s snowin’ Daddy, ain’t good weather for fishin’!” said Junior, looking out the window of the apartment towards the street.

“I’m goin’ huntin’ this time, darlin’, mebbe bring back a deer for the freezer.”

“Awfully cold for campin’,” said Alma, her arms crossed across her chest.

“I been in worse,” replied Ennis, “but, I, uh…got a cabin for this trip.”

“A cabin?” said Alma, her eyebrows raised.

“Yeah, from Don Wroe. He’s caught his deer, done with huntin’ for the season.”

Alma looked at him, her eyes glittering silver. “Never take me to a cabin.”

“You don’t like ta hunt, can’t see the point.”

“The point is, I like ta be alone with my husband, mebbe have a vacation.”

“This ain’t a vacation, it’s a huntin’ trip, mebbe get some meat ta hold us through the winter.”

“With yer buddy.”

“Yeah, with my buddy. A man needs someone ta hunt with in the woods, dangerous ta do it alone.”

“What ‘bout one of yer other friends?”

“I like huntin’ with Jack.”

Alma’s breath caught as she heard the name. Ennis rarely said it and when he did, it hurt like a knife. “Well then, I s’pose you’ll be home Sunday?”

Ennis nodded as he shrugged his shoulders into his jacket. “Yeah, mebbe sooner if we catch us a deer.” He leaned over and gave her a soft kiss on her cheek.

She looked at him, her gaze hostile. “Quit yer lyin’, Ennis. I’ll see ya Sunday, not a minute before.” She turned and left the room, so she wouldn’t have to see him leave the apartment.

(269 words)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 27, 2007, 01:25:43 pm
       The rain is coming down sideways, Ennis is only wearing his canvas jacket.  He is soaked through all across his back and shoulders.  The dark green color has turned to a darker blue green, and nearly black on the wettest parts.  He does his best to slink down into the slight coverage he is receiving. 
       The early snowfall has deteriorated into a pouring rain.  He has just gone out of the trailer to get to the telephone across from the post office.  He feels the need
to call Jack. ".He has no one to inform of the divorce.  He and Alma are now no longer married..  He will no longer, be a part of his little darlins, daily life."   He is heartsick and
feels lonely to his very core. " He can only remember one time in his life he felt so
lowdown and missing on someone..."
      " The day he and Jack left each other at  the end of summer.  It was four long
years, before they met up again" " Jack I sure wish I could see you.   Some times I
miss you so bad I can hardly stand it."  "Yep thats what i'll do.  I just give him a call,
just to hear his voice."  Ennis drops the coins in the slot, hears the clink, chink, clink,
as the coins drop into the phone, and then the ring, three short rings, and then the
sound of Jack's voice.  "Hello, Jack Twist , how may I help you?"  "Jack, that you?"
He says into the phone.  "He feels like a man, that has been thrown a life preserver."
       "Jack, me an Alma are divorced!" 

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Post by: opinionista on February 27, 2007, 01:45:51 pm
Janice, I love you last drabble. I could clearly imagine Ennis feeling so lonely and desperately missing Jack. Good one.
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Post by: mariez on February 27, 2007, 02:09:55 pm
A Strange Morning
1978
.   .   .

It didn’t matter that the leaves were brown, sure wasn’t going to be like that other autumn, not this time.
.  .  .

Trying something different today

And it worked just beautifully, Marleen!  :)


                                     Need
.   .  .
     The black and blue of his mind and the sheer feeling of lead within. . . 
. .  .


Janice, that description of Ennis's need is absolutely perfect.


Don Wroe’s Cabin  (300 Words)


Saturday, November 13, 1976  7:13 a.m.   
.   .   .
.   .   .   pulling him in close, and swearing he could drown in the look in Jack’s eyes.
   

Skinny Dipping Swimming Spot
Lazy L Ranch
Quanah, TX
July 10, 1976

“Ya got brown eyes…”

“I know I got brown eyes. Ya think yer tellin’ me somethin’ I don’t know?”

“I just like talkin’ ‘bout ya.”
.   .  .


Great minds, for sure. Not only the year you had in common.  I heard Elton John this morning on the way in and when he sang "Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen"   - I thought of our boys.   Loved both of these!

Thanks!
Marie
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Post by: mariez on February 27, 2007, 02:27:14 pm
Can I join in? Here's my contribution....Jack



February 27, 2007
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
.   .   .
The people and things that Ennis loves, he loves very deeply. I worry about Twister. I don’t worry about me


Jack is here - a banner day at Drabblefest - welcome! 
He most certainly does, Jack.  One of the reasons we love him - and you, too.


Riverton, WY
November, 1972
.   .  .
Alma’s breath caught as she heard the name. Ennis rarely said it and when he did, it hurt like a knife. . . .
.  .  .

Wow, Leslie - that was excellent.  So much pain all around - it hurts everywhere.

Janice, I love you last drabble. I could clearly imagine Ennis feeling so lonely and desperately missing Jack. Good one.

Yes, I loved it too, Janice - especially the line about the life preserver!

Thanks again,
Marie
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 27, 2007, 03:21:40 pm
Can I join in? Here's my contribution....Jack



February 27, 2007
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX

It doesn’t snow much in Quanah, but every now and then, like today, there is a flake.

The sun’s rays slant silvery in the sky. I can tell the end of winter is coming.

I am looking at Ennis’s broad shoulders. He’s taken the news of KE’s death very hard. I can see the weight on him.

The people and things that Ennis loves, he loves very deeply. I worry about Twister. I don’t worry about me.

(82 words)


Aaahhh, dear sweet Jack. 
Always worrying about everybody else. 

Know that we're thinkin of you too, in this difficult time. 
You continute to be there for Ennis.
And the rest of us will continue to worry about both of you.    :)

C*
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 27, 2007, 03:31:23 pm
       The rain is coming down sideways, Ennis is only wearing his canvas jacket.  He is soaked through all across his back and shoulders.  The dark green color has turned to a darker blue green, and nearly black on the wettest parts.  He does his best to slink down into the slight coverage he is receiving. 
       The early snowfall has deteriorated into a pouring rain.  He has just gone out of the trailer to get to the telephone across from the post office.  He feels the need
to call Jack..He has no one to inform of the divorce.  He and Alma are now no longer married..  He will no longer, be a part of his little darlins, daily life.  He is heartsick and
feels lonely to the very core.  He can only remember one time in his life he felt so
lowdown and missing on someone...
       The day he and Jack left each other at  the end of summer.  It was four long
years, before they met up again. " Jack I sure wish I could see you.   Some times I
miss you so bad I can hardly stand it."  "Yep thats what i'll do.  I just give him a call,
just to hear his voice."  Ennis drops the coins in the slot, hears the clink, chink, clink,
as the coins drop into the phone, and then the ring, three short rings, and the the
sound of Jack's voice.  "Hello, Jack Twist , how may I help you?"  "Jack, that you?"
"He says into the phone?"  He feels like a man, that has been thrown a life preserver."
       "Jack, me an Alma are divorced!" 



Janice,

I love how you were true to Annie with this drabble, since it was a phone call in the short story.   :)  I've always tried to picture how that phone call would have come about, and I think you wrote it perfectly.   

This scene has always fascinated me because we see three different things depending on whether or not we're reading the short story, the screenplay, or watching the movie.   

Excellent job.  Thank you.   :)

C*
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 27, 2007, 04:58:36 pm

Don Wroe’s Cabin - Part 2  (100 Words)



Saturday, November 13, 1976 1:07 p.m.


Ennis stepped onto the freezing deck, quietly slipping behind Jack, leaning on the railing, silver snowflakes nestling in his hair, falling to his shoulders.
   
“Hey, Bud.  Thought the idea was to stay warm this trip,” Ennis wrapped his arms around Jack, some of the flakes slipping from Jack’s hair to land on Ennis’ face.

Jack smiled, pulling Ennis closer.

“You been keepin me plenty warm, cowboy.”

“Just checkin,” Ennis smiled, rubbing his face in Jack’s damp hair, the flakes tickling his nose and cheeks.
 
“Plenty warm…” Jack repeated, contentedly. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(100 Words)   (Exact times are for Marie  ;)  )    lol






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Post by: Cameron on February 27, 2007, 05:54:09 pm
Remembering

1990

It was snowing.  Even though he was working so hard, shoveling the snow, Ennis felt the chill deep within him.  No matter how many years went by every time it was like this, he still couldn’t help but recall that morning when he woke up in that little tent to the snowflakes and the cold.  He still remembers the dream, the dream he was dreaming when he woke.  The dream replaying the afternoon before, when Jack held Ennis by his shoulders and said, “friend, this ain’t no little thing that’s……”

But Jack was stopped from saying more at this moment by Ennis’s lips, searching for and meeting his, surprising Jack, surprising himself.

But now with silver in his hair, Ennis still longed for that day so long ago, that day when he later wrapped his arms around Jack and whispered to him, the day when for that one moment everything was right with the world.

Ennis began shoveling again.  But now the tears were falling, mixing in with the snow.

(166words)
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Post by: mariez on February 27, 2007, 06:56:07 pm
Don Wroe’s Cabin - Part 2  (100 Words)


Saturday, November 13, 1976 1:07 p.m.
.   .   .

“Just checkin,” Ennis smiled, rubbing his face in Jack’s damp hair, the flakes tickling his nose and cheeks.
 
“Plenty warm…” Jack repeated, contentedly. 


Another mini-series - yeah!  C, this left me feeling warm and happy!

(100 Words)   (Exact times are for Marie  ;)  )    lol

LMAO!!  Thank you, C!  (I've completely lost my mind, haven't I? :laugh:)


Remembering

1990

.  .  .  No matter how may many years went by ...

.  .  . the day when for that one moment everything was right with the world. . .

Ennis began shoveling again.  But now the tears were falling, mixing in with the snow.


Ahh, Marleen - this may be my favorite of all your drabbles so far.  It just defines poignant. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on February 27, 2007, 07:17:34 pm
Another mini-series - yeah!  C, this left me feeling warm and happy!

LMAO!!  Thank you, C!  (I've completely lost my mind, haven't I? :laugh:)


Thanks,
Marie

Marie,

I'm more than happy to feed our mutual craziness.   ;)
Love ya, sweetie. 

C*
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Post by: Lumière on February 27, 2007, 07:27:28 pm
The Grieving Plain ..


He parked his truck by the side of the road
His hands were shaking uncontrollably
He could hardly see for the tears clouding his eyes;
The weight of the world seemed to rest on his shoulders.
He needed to still himself before he continued.
The countryside was deserted
Except for a small herd of cattle grazing nearby.
He could see the little ranch from where he was parked.
He looked over at the little house, the overgrown land;
His eyes stung with fresh tears.
He wept at the thought of leaving his Jack behind,
To be buried on a piece of land choking with weeds ..
What he wouldn't have given to see his face again:
There was not enough silver or gold in the world,
There were not enough tears he could shed ..
Nothing could bring him back.
"Forgive me, lil darlin' .. " he whispered,
His eyes resting once more on the tiny house on the ranch ..




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Post by: mariez on February 27, 2007, 09:39:35 pm
.  .  .
   The alpine circe stayed with him just out of sight... all that day, he felt it's cool... its calm, until he laid his head down at the night and was there again. 
.   .  .


Hi, TH!  It's great to see you here.  What a lovely, lyrical quality to your writing!

.  .  .
   Coming out of one of the dozes, Ennis - not usually good with words, said...  "Your passion feeds my body, but your presence feeds my soul".

   "Why, you silver tongued devil you!"

   "That's how it is, isn't it Jack?"

   "Yeah... En... That's how it is for us."

Yes,  Body & Soul - Jack & Ennis.


. . .
"I'll always love ya, En."

"K..." 

   Jack never saw the tears on Ennis' face.  Ennis never saw Jack silently mouthe... "Always."


Oh, man - this just kills me!  Three beautiful drabbles - hope we see many more.


The Grieving Plain ..
.  .  .
What he wouldn't have given to see his face again:
There was not enough silver or gold in the world,
There were not enough tears he could shed ..
Nothing could bring him back.
"Forgive me, lil darlin' .. " he whispered,
His eyes resting once more on the tiny house on the ranch ..

Lucise, you are an incredible talent - a poet and an artist.  Your words and your pics are amazing.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 28, 2007, 07:39:15 am
We had some new drabblers join us yesterday, including TH. Welcome!

For today, let's see what these prompts inspire:


L
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 28, 2007, 09:54:50 am

Sunday, February 9, 1964, 8 pm
Riverton, WY

“Ennis, you want ta watch Ed Sullivan?”

“Sure, I don’t care.”

Alma tuned the small black and white TV and adjusted the rabbit ears, trying to make the grainy, snowy picture come in more clearly.

Ladies and Gentlemen, the Beatles!

“What the fuck are the Beatles?”

“It’s a new band…from England I think.”

“Why are all those girls screamin’? Can’t hear em singin’.”

“Hush, Ennis…”

All my loving, I will give to you….All my loving, darlin’, I’ll be true…

“What’re they wearin’? Lookit those skinny pants.”

“They’re just suits. Lookit the one on the right. He’s kinda cute.”

“Ain’t my type.”

Alma giggled. “You got a type Ennis?”

“Mebbe…and he ain’t it.”

There were birds…on the hill…but I never heard them singing…

“That’s a pretty song,” said Alma, leaning into the circle of Ennis’s arm.

“They got long hair. What’re they, fags or somethin’?”

“Ennis! It’s just the fashion. Don’t go assumin’ that just ‘cause they got long hair, they’re queer.”

“I ain’t queer.”

Alma looked at her husband, her features puzzled. “A course you ain’t! What a strange thing ta say!”

And when I touch you…I feel happy inside…It's such a feelin’ that my love…I can’t hide, I can’t hide, I can’t hide…

“Not sure I like these guys. Lil too weird for me.”

“I like em. I like their singin’.”

“I like the guy with the spinnin’ plates. Now there’s some high class entertainment.”

Alma gave him a little poke. “Oh, Ennis, yer so silly.” She turned her face and looked up into his eyes. “I love you.”

Ennis looked at her, then turned his attention back to the TV, words unspoken.

She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah…She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah… And with a love like that…You know you should be glad.

(304 words)

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Post by: Scott6373 on February 28, 2007, 10:51:13 am
Crimson:  the bowl was stained.  She didn’t need to worry any longer than it took her to push the handle.  In a swish of water, her new life had begun.  The passing of the last four days had been agony.  Despite the presence of love, the inevitability of her current situation crashed upon her perpetually slumped shoulders.  Should she stay?  That was always the question, and finally, upon receiving her answer from some ethereal source she would never comprehend, real life intruded once again, and the promise of new life shifted from her own, to the one growing in her belly.  A moment of reminiscence allowed this to happen.  Perhaps it was hope; perhaps it was ignorance once more.

Never one to celebrate death in any form, she was dismayed at the feeling of exhilaration that coursed up from her now empty womb.  She stood and regarded the face of the woman in the mirror.  Still young enough, she thought, and there was at least one man in Wyoming that found her attractive enough to crave.  Though she feared what this new one would crave, she finally admitted that whatever form his desire would take, it must be more to her benefit than what she had grown disappointingly accustomed to. 

The smell of dinner brought her back to her place.  It brought her back to the bathroom in the shabby apartment:  The living room with the stains on the carpet:  The children’s room with the broken bed frames quickly becoming a hazard as the girls outgrew them:  Her bedroom, not their bedroom, where she felt invaded on a nightly basis, until he decided to start sleeping on the faded floral sofa, twenty feet away.

She shook her head slightly and quickly to regain her focus.  She took one last glance at the bowl where the burial took place and her new life had sprung forth.  A tiny spot caught her eye.  With economical and pragmatic movement, she wiped the small spot off the porcelain with a scrap of tissue.  Crimson.

She heard the screen door slam, but no call of love followed.  Heaving in oxygen, she left the bathroom to complete the only task, the only option, which remained for her.

“Ennis, I want a divorce.”  She turned from her husband, and never looked back.



385 words
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Post by: Scott6373 on February 28, 2007, 11:05:49 am
Ennis looked at her, then turned his attention back to the TV, words unspoken.

She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah…She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah… And with a love like that…You know you should be glad.

Really, really well done!  Brava.
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Post by: opinionista on February 28, 2007, 12:10:10 pm
Leslie, what a great drabble. I loved the idea of bringing The Beatles into the picture.
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Post by: opinionista on February 28, 2007, 12:12:18 pm
Crimson:  the bowl was stained.  She didn’t need to worry any longer than it took her to push the handle.  In a swish of water, her new life had begun.  The passing of the last four days had been agony.  Despite the presence of love, the inevitability of her current situation crashed upon her perpetually slumped shoulders.  Should she stay?  That was always the question, and finally, upon receiving her answer from some ethereal source she would never comprehend, real life intruded once again, and the promise of new life shifted from her own, to the one growing in her belly.  A moment of reminiscence allowed this to happen.  Perhaps it was hope; perhaps it was ignorance once more.

Never one to celebrate death in any form, she was dismayed at the feeling of exhilaration that coursed up from her now empty womb.  She stood and regarded the face of the woman in the mirror.  Still young enough, she thought, and there was at least one man in Wyoming that found her attractive enough to crave.  Though she feared what this new one would crave, she finally admitted that whatever form his desire would take, it must be more to her benefit than what she had grown disappointingly accustomed to. 

The smell of dinner brought her back to her place.  It brought her back to the bathroom in the shabby apartment:  The living room with the stains on the carpet:  The children’s room with the broken bed frames quickly becoming a hazard as the girls outgrew them:  Her bedroom, not their bedroom, where she felt invaded on a nightly basis, until he decided to start sleeping on the faded floral sofa, twenty feet away.

She shook her head slightly and quickly to regain her focus.  She took one last glance at the bowl where the burial took place and her new life had sprung forth.  A tiny spot caught her eye.  With economical and pragmatic movement, she wiped the small spot off the porcelain with a scrap of tissue.  Crimson.

She heard the screen door slam, but no call of love followed.  Heaving in oxygen, she left the bathroom to complete the only task, the only option, which remained for her.

“Ennis, I want a divorce.”  She turned from her husband, and never looked back.



385 words


Scott, yours was also very good. I could really imagine Alma's frustration and feelings that led her to finally divorce Ennis. Good one.
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Post by: mariez on February 28, 2007, 12:25:19 pm
Director’s camera technique:
unobtrusive as snowflakes peering over shoulders
listening, watching
capturing quicksilver acting

Wow, goadra - I don't think I've seen a drabble take that angle before - loved that!

.   .  .  

   He took to stopping up close to the horses and putting his cheek on their necks... and just standing quiet with them.  They comforted him and he wondered if it was odd that horses would be a man's best friends.  


TH, what a prolific drabbler you are.  These were all great.  I always love to read about Ennis and his horses.


Really, really well done!  Brava.

I second that.  Just brilliant, Leslie.


Crimson:  the bowl was stained.  She didn’t need to worry any longer than it took her to push the handle.  In a swish of water, her new life had begun.  . . .
 .....
She shook her head slightly and quickly to regain her focus.  She took one last glance at the bowl where the burial took place and her new life had sprung forth.  A tiny spot caught her eye.  With economical and pragmatic movement, she wiped the small spot off the porcelain with a scrap of tissue.  Crimson.

She heard the screen door slam, but no call of love followed.  Heaving in oxygen, she left the bathroom to complete the only task, the only option, which remained for her.

“Ennis, I want a divorce.”  She turned from her husband, and never looked back.

Damn, Scott.  I am so profoundly moved - by the words I've just read and by the gift you've been given.  Damn.

Thanks, all.
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 28, 2007, 03:32:57 pm
        Ennis is making the trip to the outer pasture.  He has deep ruts in the
trail, to follow.  The mud is nearly up to the axels on the truck.  The mess
is never to be ignored.  It windes its way into every item it contacts.  The equipment, and the stock.  It makes its slimey way into the edges of your
jeans, as it works its way over the tops of boots and shoes.  Even the
horses, have the ungainly mess attached to their hooves and legs.
        There seems to be no escape from the mire it creates.  It makes him
long for the Spring and Summer.  The time of new life and color.  The
brightly painted flowers of the Spring, and the busy Ants and Beatles of  summers warmth.  They seem to hurry along unbothered on their daily
jobs.  They hunt and gather.  Among the crimson buds, and golden flowers and straw.  It is a time of living and growing.  Not this time of backbreakin slime, and calamity.
                  
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Post by: mariez on February 28, 2007, 06:41:26 pm
        Ennis is making the trip to the outer pasture.  He has deep ruts in the
trail, to follow.  The mud is nearly up to the axels on the truck.  The mess
is never to be ignored.  It windes its way into every item it contacts.  The equipment, and the stock.  It makes its slimey way into the edges of your
jeans, as it works its way over the tops of boots and shoes.  Even the
horses, have the ungainly mess attached to their hooves and legs.
        There seems to be no escape from the mire it creates.  It makes him
long for the Spring and Summer.  The time of new life and color.  The
brightly painted flowers of the Spring, and the busy Ants and Beatles of  summers warmth.  They seem to hurry along unbothered on their daily
jobs.  They hunt and gather.  Among the crimson buds, and golden flowers and straw.  It is a time of living and growing.  Not this time of backbreakin slime, and calamity.
                  

Janice, your descriptions are terrific!  I especially like your use of the word "mire" - a perfect choice for the drabble - and a metaphor for Ennis's life.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on February 28, 2007, 06:47:11 pm
The Picture Show


April 1967

Ennis had the pictures in his head.  They were saved up like in a movie, that he could go watch whenever he needed to.  Lately it seemed he needed to go there a lot, with Alma complaining and the girls crying almost all the time.

Now the show that was on was that time when the sky was crimson, and they were riding back after untangling the sheep.  Ennis could still recall that feeling he felt, that feeling that welled up inside, that he couldn’t describe, and never felt before.

“Hey Del Mar, ya comin tonight?”

Ennis was pulled back to the present, the ranch, in the middle of mud season, dragging a wiggling calf between his mud covered feet.

“Comin where?”

“Del Mar, don’t ya hear anythin’, to the new bar, with them girls...”

Ennis didn’t answer, he heard that song on the fella's radio, that group, the Beatles or something.

But Ennis tuned it out, and went back inside his picture show, to the images of Jack, and Jack's singing and the night that followed, that night which was now on the show in his mind.

(192 words)
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Post by: mariez on February 28, 2007, 07:32:22 pm
The Picture Show


April 1967

Ennis had the pictures in his head.  They were saved up like in a movie, that he could go watch whenever he needed to.  Lately it seemed he needed to go there a lot, with Alma complaining and the girls crying almost all the time.

Now the show that was on was that time when the sky was crimson, and they were riding back after untangling the sheep.  Ennis could still recall that feeling he felt, that feeling that welled up inside, that he couldn’t describe, and never felt before.

“Hey Del Mar, ya comin tonight?”

Ennis was pulled back to the present, the ranch, in the middle of mud season, dragging a wiggling calf between his mud covered feet.

“Comin where?”

“Del Mar, don’t ya hear anythin’, to the new bar, with them girls...”

Ennis didn’t answer, he heard that song on the fella's radio, that group, the Beatles or something.

But Ennis tuned it out, and went back inside his picture show, to the images of Jack, and Jack's singing and the night that followed, that night which was now on the show in his mind.

(192 words)


Was it yesterday that I told you your drabble was my favorite of yours so far?  Guess what?  New favorite.  What an irony.  Ennis has to imagine what's real - and live what is a pretense.  Aaarghh . . .  Slap a gold star on your forehead, Marleen!
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Post by: Cameron on March 01, 2007, 12:13:25 am
Marie,

Thank you for all the lovely comments. :)

You are the sweetest :)

Marleen
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 01, 2007, 07:58:49 am
Marie is great, isn't she? Our own drabble cheerleader. I should get her some pom-poms!

For today, give these a whirl:


L
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Post by: Penthesilea on March 01, 2007, 08:37:49 am
Marie is great, isn't she? Our own drabble cheerleader. I should get her some pom-poms!


Yep, you're right Leslie. I went on and brought some for her.

These are for you Marie, our very own drabble-cheerleader  :). Help yourself!

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  • corduroy roads
  • corduroy pants or jacket
  • rust

I had to look up what corduroy roads are. And I never heard the German word for it, too  :o. Luckily there was also an explanation  ;D.
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 01, 2007, 08:41:49 am
Ok since you know, fill me in...what are corduroy roads?  I've never heard of it.
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Post by: Penthesilea on March 01, 2007, 08:48:26 am
Ok since you know, fill me in...what are corduroy roads?  I've never heard of it.

He, he, glad not to be the only one... ;)

It's an auxiliary road to be able to pass muddy or swampy terrain. According to wikipedia also called log road.

(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/5c/Corduroyroad.jpg/300px-Corduroyroad.jpg)
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 01, 2007, 08:50:34 am
He, he, glad not to be the only one... ;)

It's an auxiliary road to be able to pass muddy or swampy terrain.

Gracias  ;D
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Post by: Penthesilea on March 01, 2007, 09:08:02 am
Ok, today I cheated a bit. I wrote this drabble last September. I like Ennis' corduroy jacket (but it plays only an underpart in this drabble). It's so Ennis.


Trailer

Alma stood alone in the trailer. She knew this was gonna be the last time she'd be here. She took her time, taking everything in. The battered furniture, the lack of comfort and the bleakness. This place was breathing sadness and had done nothing else ever.

There was nothing in it which was worth keeping. She'd take her daddy's old corduroy jacket for herself and his hat for Francine as keepsakes, and throw away everything else.

When she opened the closet, she saw the shirts. Two shirts and a postcard. She had seen them a few times before, had never given them any thought. But now she looked closely at them. The way they were hanging at the door, apart from his other clothes, one inside the other, the bloodstains, the picture postcard of a mountain beside them. Alma sensed they were important. But for the life of her she didn't have an idea, why.

Carefully she touched them, caressed the fabric, not knowing how much her gesture was like her daddy's everytime he had touched them. "What's about these shirts, daddy?" she whispered.

And like the shirts themselves could give her the answer, she took them and decided to keep them, too.

204 words
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 01, 2007, 09:12:05 am
He, he, glad not to be the only one... ;)

It's an auxiliary road to be able to pass muddy or swampy terrain. According to wikipedia also called log road.

(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/5c/Corduroyroad.jpg/300px-Corduroyroad.jpg)

Thanks, Chrissi...

I had thought of putting up an explanation but I was rushing out of the house and didn't have a minute to do so!

L
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 01, 2007, 09:45:09 am
Here in Maine, when the winter is really icy and the roads freeze up and we get frost heaves, many people will refer to those as "corduroy roads."

My point for the prompt, specific definitions aside, was to make folks think of a bumpy, rutted road...

L
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Post by: mariez on March 01, 2007, 12:12:24 pm
Yep, you're right Leslie. I went on and brought some for her.

These are for you Marie, our very own drabble-cheerleader  :). Help yourself!


 :laugh: :laugh:  Thanks, Leslie and Chrissi  - never had pom poms before - I'll have to practice!

And thanks,I didn't know what a corduroy road was either - but, yep, Leslie, I inferred that it was bumpy or ridged.


Ok, today I cheated a bit. I wrote this drabble last September. I like Ennis' corduroy jacket (but it plays only an underpart in this drabble). It's so Ennis.


Trailer

.  .  . This place was breathing sadness and had done nothing else ever. . .

Carefully she touched them, caressed the fabric, not knowing how much her gesture was like her daddy's everytime he had touched them. " .  .  .

A shot through the heart.  Simply exquisite writing.  (Yes, the corduroy jacket is so Ennis.)



   Make do, make do...  It was always the same on these old ranches, with their old equipment, struggling to get by and just stay afloat. 

   Make do, make do... in these pissant, bottom of the barrel jobs he chose so as to be able to get to Jack at least once and awhile. .  .


.  .  .   "Damn!"  Just f'n "Damn!"

. . .  Sometimes, he thought, pain is what let you know you were still livin'.  . . .

TH, you painted such a sad, perfect picture of Ennis's existence without Jack - not a life - an existence.  Really well done.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 01, 2007, 02:14:26 pm
May 2, 1967


Ennis opened the rusty metal gate at the ranch leading to the stalls. The weather was turning warmer, prominsing a summer of log hot days ahead.  Warm winds across the plains brought Ennis's thoughts to the beginning of that summer, now seaming so very long ago when his life was so very different. That crisp clear morning when he rode into Signal, stepped of that truck into a part of life he had never before imagined...and met ...Jack. Just him and Jack that summer on Brokeback mountain, capfireat night, swimming in the creek and drying off in the sun, holding on tight while they slept...and then that early snowstorm...bringing it all to an end....seemed now like a lifetime ago. He could hardly look at Jack when they parted...couldn't even hardly say any thing to him..

'Dammit Jack....shudda never left ya....never let go of ya....got in that truck o' yours and never looked back.....Wish Ah could see ya just once ta tell ya.....Damn you Jack'

Ennis leaned over to his favorite horse, Thunder laid is head down on his neck and let his tears flow.
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 01, 2007, 02:23:58 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Circa 1978

Jack came into the living room, carrying a plastic bag emblazoned with the logo of the Childress Department Store. “Ennis, you around?” he called.

“Upstairs,” came the answering voice.

He found Ennis in the bedroom, putting away clothes. Jack held up the bag. “There was a sale at the store,” he said. “I bought us some pants.” He pulled out a pair of dark rust-colored corduroy Levis and held them up. “I got these for you. The color reminded me a yer eyes.”

Ennis took the pants, rubbing his hand over the nap of the fabric. “I only wear jeans, Jack,” he said. “And once in a while, shorts.”

“Yeah, well it’s time ta branch out. Besides, they were fifty percent off. Go on,” he said, grabbing at Ennis’s belt. “Try em on.”

“I can undress myself,” said Ennis, sliding his jeans off and putting them on the bed. He pulled the new pants on, fastening the button and zipping the fly. “What size are these? They feel kinda tight.”

“32/34.”

“I usually wear a 33.”

“I know, but they fit and they look good. I sometimes think ya wear yer pants too baggy.”

Ennis looked at himself critically in the mirror. “For ridin’ horses and muckin’ out stalls, I don’t want ta bein’ wearin’ tight pants.”

“Yeah, well, these ain’t fer work,” said Jack, moving close to Ennis and rubbing his hand appreciatively over his ass. “These are for goin’ out…or mebbe entertainin’ me.”

“Entertainin’ you?” said Ennis, raising his eyebrows.

“Yeah…” said Jack, with a smirk.

“You get anythin’ for entertainin’ me?”

Jack pulled a second pair of pants from the bag, these in dark blue corduroy. “What d’ya think a these?”

“I think they look good. Let’s try em on ya.” And this time it was Ennis who reached for the belt.

(312 words)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 01, 2007, 03:14:29 pm
          Alma Del Mar Jr. Waldrup  was taking her daddy's old pickup, over to her own backyard today.  It still had the fairest amount of blue and white,
paint attached.  But to tell the truth, it was more rust than color you saw
now.  He had loved that truck.  It had taken him everywhere he wanted to
go?  For years now.  Not that he cared
a lot about going places the past few years.  He mostly just worked, and
drank, and came to see her, curt and the kids..
           The horses, and the camping trips he still took.  Always alone.  Always.
It seemed he even wore the same clothes.  Every time he went on one
of those trips. It was that same old corduroy jacket, and the same old beat
up hat.  He insisted on that, same outfit.  She remember the day he couldn't
find his jacket.  He had called her, and Jenny, he had even called her mother.
Just to see if he had left the jacket, at her house.  He finally located, that ratty old thing,  It was in the shed, out back of his trailer.   He called her
to let her know it was alright. " Well Jr. I guess i'll
be heading on out now, see ya in a few days."  He'd said. 
          Now she was waiting for the coroner to let her know when she could
pick up the ashes.  She planned on putting them into an urn, and taking them, on up to Lightening Flat.  She had spoken to Jack's mama, a couple of
years ago.. She had agree, it would be "just fine" for him to be buried,
next to his friend Jack in the family graveyard.  That was his wish, and she
thought it was "just fine."

         
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 01, 2007, 03:23:45 pm
May 2, 1967


Ennis opened the rusty metal gate at the ranch leading to the stalls. The weather was turning warmer, prominsing a summer of log hot days ahead.  Warm winds across the plains brought Ennis's thoughts to the beginning of that summer, now seaming so very long ago when his life was so very different. That crisp clear morning when he rode into Signal, stepped of that truck into a part of life he had never before imagined...and met ...Jack. Just him and Jack that summer on Brokeback mountain, capfireat night, swimming in the creek and drying off in the sun, holding on tight while they slept...and then that early snowstorm...bringing it all to an end....seemed now like a lifetime ago. He could hardly look at Jack when they parted...couldn't even hardly say any thing to him..

'Dammit Jack....shudda never left ya....never let go of ya....got in that truck o' yours and never looked back.....Wish Ah could see ya just once ta tell ya.....Damn you Jack'

Ennis leaned over to his favorite horse, Thunder laid is head down on his neck and let his tears flow.
                         Wonderful visual Mark, and beautiful picture.  I love that.
                                                                                     janice
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 01, 2007, 03:37:16 pm
OK Leslie told this one time was ok...I know it isn't drabble length but it's what came out.

Corduroy Road  3/1/07

The late winter had not been kind to the Wyoming back roads.  The heavy snow and subsequent quick melt made most of the main roads all but impassable.  He had only been up this way twice in his life, and the last time was at least twenty years ago.  Time had done nothing to improve his opinion of Wyoming.  Godless place:  Harsh and lifeless.  That description seemed appropriate to him as he turned off the main road that headed toward Lightening Flat.  This weather induced detour over the corduroy road would add at least an hour to the trip.  Regardless, he needed to go.  The time had finally come for him to lay whatever ghosts were left to their long awaited rest.

******

 He had been at the cemetery for most of the morning.  Despite the high sun, the air was cold and cloying.  He never wanted to come here.  The thought of this place being so remote and exposed made his belly churn with disquiet.  He reminded himself of his vow to never return here, but as soon as that thought entered his brain, the reality of his persistent return trips made him realize he should give up that ghost.  He knew almost all of the stones here now; felt as though he knew the occupants under the dirt even.  Now his visits would include a stop to say hello to, now old, and never to be seen friends.  This visit was longer though.  He hoped that by now the main roads had dried up enough so that he didn’t have to take that damned corduroy road back.  He went on with his visits.

******

He pulled the Jeep up to the bumper of the old truck that was at the cemetery entrance.  Silently, he cursed whoever it was that had chosen today to pay his respects.  Of all the days for someone to come to this love forsaken place, they had to pick this one.  He peered out of the windshield and saw the old man at the back of the graveyard.  An old codger, he though.  He stepped out of the vehicle onto the soggy grass, the heel of his boot sinking into the ground.  Leaning a bit forward on his toes he made his way into the cemetery, through the steel and wrought iron arch that marked its entrance.  He had not the dimmest clue of where this grave would be, but the entire bone yard was half the size of his own backyard, so it didn’t take him long to find what he came all this way to see.

******

He regarded the younger man carefully.  Not that he could do anything about it should this person choose to do him any harm.  The arthritis in his back and hands had seen to it that his fighting days were long past.  He kept his watch without seeming obvious, until he saw where the man stopped.

******

He laid the small envelope down on the ground and put a nearby stone on it to keep the wind from carrying it off.  He closed his eyes, trying to recall the only memories he had.  They were so distant and he was not entirely sure they were real or embellishments of far more mundane occurrences.  So lost was he, that he didn’t notice the sounds of feet crunching snow and frozen dead laves.  When he raised his head and opened his eyes, the old man was standing in front of him, not more than two feet away.  He pulled himself up from his stooped position to greet the stranger.

“Well hello there,” the younger man said, as he extended his hand to the elder.

“How do,” was the response, the old man’s hat, pulled down so low that it hid his full face from view.  He did not offer his gloved hand to the younger.  “Don’t recall seein you round these parts before.”

“I…uh…well, I’ve never been to this place, but been up this way a few times, when I was kid.”  He shifted uncomfortably, but understood the old cowboy attitude toward strangers well enough to not begrudge the old man his due.

“You got family up here then?”

“No, not anymore.  My daddy’s parents lived nearby, but they’ve been gone for years now.”

“Yeah, lots of folks gone now.”  The older man glanced down at the stone that they stood in front of.  He gave a quick nod toward it.  “You know these folks here?”

“Well yes I do.  My grandparents are buried here…”  he paused and added, “my father also.” 

The older man nodded as if this information confirmed an unvoiced suspicion.  “Good man he was.  Hope you know that, if you know nothin else.”

The young man felt the surge of emotion well up from deep within.  “You knew my daddy?”

“Sure did.  Best man I ever did know.”

No longer able to control it, the young man turned away from the older man and allowed the tears to moisten his cheeks.  He quickly wiped them away and cleared his throat.  “He died when I was a teenager: Seems like I don’t remember a lot about him.  Can you tell me how you knew my dad?”  All he received in response was the ever present wind moaning through he frozen grass.  He turned around to find himself standing alone.  No old man in a hat was going to answer his query, because no old man in a hat was there.  He turned his head toward the gate.  The truck that he parked behind was gone as well.  He closed his eyes tightly against the incongruity.  When he opened them again, all he could sensibly do was blame the drive over that long corduroy road for tiring him out so much, that he saw ghosts.
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Post by: mariez on March 01, 2007, 04:21:14 pm
May 2, 1967
'Dammit Jack....shudda never left ya....never let go of ya....got in that truck o' yours and never looked back.....Wish Ah could see ya just once ta tell ya.....Damn you Jack'

Ennis leaned over to his favorite horse, Thunder laid is head down on his neck and let his tears flow.

Shudda never, shudda never. .   what a touching portrait of regret that you've painted with your words.  And the picture . . . it's just ENNIS.



Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Circa 1978
.  .  .
“You get anythin’ for entertainin’ me?”

Jack pulled a second pair of pants from the bag, these in dark blue corduroy. “What d’ya think a these?”

“I think they look good. Let’s try em on ya.” And this time it was Ennis who reached for the belt.

  ;D The Lazy L Farm is one of my favorite places on earth . . . and thanks to you, Leslie, I can visit whenever I want!   :) :)



  Always alone.  Always.
.   .  .
.. She had agree, it would be "just fine" for him to be buried,
next to his friend Jack in the family graveyard.  .  .  .
         

Alone no more - together forever.  Thanks for that, Janice.

Thanks, all,
Marie
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Post by: TH on March 01, 2007, 04:23:07 pm
Corduroy Road  3/1/07
......

All he received in response was the ever present wind moaning through he frozen grass.  He turned around to find himself standing alone.  No old man in a hat was going to answer his query, because no old man in a hat was there.  He turned his head toward the gate.  The truck that he parked behind was gone as well.  He closed his eyes tightly against the incongruity.  When he opened them again, all he could sensibly do was blame the drive over that long corduroy road for tiring him out so that he saw ghosts.

  Woah!  Grasping for air here!   ... and ducking to avoid angel wings...  

  Didn't hear the feet on snow and leaves...  yeah right!...

  Great read!   -thanks...  -smile
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Post by: mariez on March 01, 2007, 04:24:39 pm
OK Leslie told this one time was ok...I know it isn't drabble length but it's what came out.

Corduroy Road  3/1/07


Thank God you didn't stifle your muse, Scott.  It would have been a sin to have deprived us of even one, single word of that. 

Thank you,
Marie
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 01, 2007, 04:34:04 pm
Thank God you didn't stifle your muse, Scott.  It would have been a sin to have deprived us of even one, single word of that. 

Thank you,
Marie

Thanks darlin'  It's strange, but when I read the prompts this morning,  I had NO inspiration from them, then all of a sudden this idea popped into my head.


  Great read!   -thanks...  -smile

Thanks TH
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 01, 2007, 04:35:51 pm
         .  She had spoken to Jack's mama, a couple of
years ago.. She had agree, it would be "just fine" for him to be buried,
next to his friend Jack in the family graveyard.  That was his wish, and she
thought it was "just fine."

         
GOOD JOB JANICE!!!!!!
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Post by: Cameron on March 01, 2007, 07:11:03 pm
Tough one today, hope not too late.


A Ride in the Spring.

April 1974

Ennis was out driving.  He often did it these days.  Just get in the old rust covered truck and drive and drive on all the back roads.  The last time he did it was last Sunday.

“Where you’ve been all day?” Alma asked.

Ennis didn’t answer her.

“Would be nice if ya came to church just once and a while.”

Ennis didn’t answer her. He just went to the bedroom and took out the postcard from the pile of postcards that he kept all the way in the back of the drawer under the thick brown corduroy shirt.

He sat there and looked at it and looked at it, just two more weeks, he thought that day, till he got to see Jack again.

Today after Alma and the girls left for  church, Ennis just got in his truck and drove and drove and drove.

He stopped at the fork in the road.  He usually went left, but in no hurry to go home, not to Alma and the accusing stares, he went to the right.  The road narrowed and narrowed, soon it was not more then a bumpy worn path.  'A corduroy road' he had heard someone say one day.  Couldn’t remember where or when he heard it 

He past by an old burned out shack.  He past by an old car.  The remains all rust covered and black.  He past by another old shack, the weeds and vines almost covering all.

He kept driving and driving, his insides shaking and rattling.  He kept going, although he knew that the day was moving on.

Finally he stopped the truck, he got out, he realized he had come halfway up the mountain.  He heard the birds calling far off in the distance, but now the sky suddenly was beginning to change, from bright and sunny to cold and dark.

He felt the drops of rain.  But what he saw as he looked down the hill, what he saw just took his breath away.  One more week till Jack, he thought, and stood there in the rain, looking at what took his breath away.
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on March 01, 2007, 08:31:40 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Circa 1978

Jack came into the living room, carrying a plastic bag emblazoned with the logo of the Childress Department Store. “Ennis, you around?” he called.

“Upstairs,” came the answering voice.

He found Ennis in the bedroom, putting away clothes. Jack held up the bag. “There was a sale at the store,” he said. “I bought us some pants.” He pulled out a pair of dark rust-colored corduroy Levis and held them up. “I got these for you. The color reminded me a yer eyes.”

Ennis took the pants, rubbing his hand over the nap of the fabric. “I only wear jeans, Jack,” he said. “And once in a while, shorts.”

“Yeah, well it’s time ta branch out. Besides, they were fifty percent off. Go on,” he said, grabbing at Ennis’s belt. “Try em on.”

“I can undress myself,” said Ennis, sliding his jeans off and putting them on the bed. He pulled the new pants on, fastening the button and zipping the fly. “What size are these? They feel kinda tight.”

“32/34.”

“I usually wear a 33.”

“I know, but they fit and they look good. I sometimes think ya wear yer pants too baggy.”

Ennis looked at himself critically in the mirror. “For ridin’ horses and muckin’ out stalls, I don’t want ta bein’ wearin’ tight pants.”

“Yeah, well, these ain’t fer work,” said Jack, moving close to Ennis and rubbing his hand appreciatively over his ass. “These are for goin’ out…or mebbe entertainin’ me.”

“Entertainin’ you?” said Ennis, raising his eyebrows.

“Yeah…” said Jack, with a smirk.

“You get anythin’ for entertainin’ me?”

Jack pulled a second pair of pants from the bag, these in dark blue corduroy. “What d’ya think a these?”

“I think they look good. Let’s try em on ya.” And this time it was Ennis who reached for the belt.

(312 words)


I LOVE LESLIE'S DRABBLES!!!!
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 01, 2007, 09:06:28 pm

I LOVE LESLIE'S DRABBLES!!!!
Ah, thanks Dev... :-*
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 01, 2007, 09:08:05 pm
Tough one today, hope not too late.


Never too late, never too late...thanks for this contribution...more wonderful drabbles today, as we have had every day, from everybody. I love this thread!

L
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on March 01, 2007, 09:52:12 pm
          Alma Del Mar Jr. Waldrup  was taking her daddy's old pickup, over to her own backyard today.  It still had the fairest amount of blue and white,
paint attached.  But to tell the truth, it was more rust than color you saw
now.  He had loved that truck.  It had taken him everywhere he wanted to
go?  For years now.  Not that he cared
a lot about going places the past few years.  He mostly just worked, and
drank, and came to see her, curt and the kids..
           The horses, and the camping trips he still took.  Always alone.  Always.
It seemed he even wore the same clothes.  Every time he went on one
of those trips. It was that same old corduroy jacket, and the same old beat
up hat.  He insisted on that, same outfit.  She remember the day he couldn't
find his jacket.  He had called her, and Jenny, he had even called her mother.
Just to see if he had left the jacket, at her house.  He finally located, that ratty old thing,  It was in the shed, out back of his trailer.   He called her
to let her know it was alright. " Well Jr. I guess i'll
be heading on out now, see ya in a few days."  He'd said. 
          Now she was waiting for the coroner to let her know when she could
pick up the ashes.  She planned on putting them into an urn, and taking them, on up to Lightening Flat.  She had spoken to Jack's mama, a couple of
years ago.. She had agree, it would be "just fine" for him to be buried,
next to his friend Jack in the family graveyard.  That was his wish, and she
thought it was "just fine."

         

One of the best drabbles you've written Janice.  Thank you Mrs Twist for allowing J&E to rest in peace together forever.
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 02, 2007, 09:21:59 am
Drabblers!

Happy Friday. We're having a snowstorm here in Maine and I am home for the day. Yes, I have real work I could do, but maybe I'll find time for fun stuff instead...

Prompts for today:


Leslie
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 02, 2007, 10:04:24 am

Corduroy Road  3/1/07

The late winter had not been kind to the Wyoming back roads.  The heavy snow and subsequent quick melt made most of the main roads all but impassable.  He had only been up this way twice in his life, and the last time was at least twenty years ago.  Time had done nothing to improve his opinion of Wyoming.  Godless place:  Harsh and lifeless.  That description seemed appropriate to him as he turned off the main road that headed toward Lightening Flat.  This weather induced detour over the corduroy road would add at least an hour to the trip.  Regardless, he needed to go.  The time had finally come for him to lay whatever ghosts were left to their long awaited rest.



I've started reading A Gift Of Exile today. And I've now just read your drabble (i need a better word, 'drabble' just doesn't do it justice). I should stop crying. I really should...

thank you Scott!  :-* Wonderful writing
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Post by: mariez on March 02, 2007, 12:13:15 pm
Tough one today, hope not too late.

A Ride in the Spring.

April 1974
.   .   .

He past by an old burned out shack.  He past by an old car.  The remains all rust covered and black.  He past by another old shack, the weeds and vines almost covering all.

He kept driving and driving, his insides shaking and rattling.  He kept going, although he knew that the day was moving on.

Finally he stopped the truck, he got out, he realized he had come halfway up the mountain.  He heard the birds calling far off in the distance, but now the sky suddenly was beginning to change, from bright and sunny to cold and dark.

He felt the drops of rain.  But what he saw as he looked down the hill, what he saw just took his breath away.  One more week till Jack, he thought, and stood there in the rain, looking at what took his breath away.

You just keep getting better and better, Marleen- your imagery and symbolism - wow - talk about taking your  breath away.

Eyebrows, pancakes and black - very interesting! I can't wait to see what  you brilliant drabblers come up with!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 02, 2007, 12:40:58 pm
He let the thick batter drop into the hot pan.  The words of his eldest daughter flittering in his head:  “Daddy, you gotta eat better.  I’ll go get ya some groceries from the store.”  She didn’t wait for him to finish putting the food away before she left him, otherwise, he could have asked her how to make pancakes from the boxed mix that she had brought him.  He fretted over the directions for quite sometime, until he decided to just dump the stuff into a bowl and guess at what measurements were required.

The resulting batter had enough body to patch holes in a wall, but nevertheless, he heated the frying pan over very high heat, and poured a goodly amount of oil into it.  By the time he was ready to drop the batter onto the scorching, hot surface, the oil was smoking, but not having any culinary background, he assumed this to be the correct temperature for making pancakes.  The batter dropped, and hit the molten oil with a vitriolic sizzle.  He jumped back as the hot oil leaped toward him.

“Holy crap…”  He reached out, without moving closer, to turn the burner down.  When it was safe enough to approach the pan without fear of harm, he peered over it.  The high heat and the excessive oil had created a pancake that Ennis had never seen before; Not round, hardly fluffy.  The batter had contorted into a shape, that to Ennis was instantly recognizable, and reminded him of other times, when heat was present.  He closed the fire under the pan, and moved it to a cold burner.

He walked intently to the small bathroom, suspiciously looked in all directions, then went in, and shut the door firmly behind him, one hand already unbuckling his belt.   


300 words
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 02, 2007, 12:52:51 pm
Ennis awoke for just a moment from his sleep his gaze fixed on Jack against him sleeping soundly (but not soundlessly) in the moonlite. Dark hair, warm smile, blues eyes he has known so well and so long now expressing total peace. Focusing on those dark heavy eyebrows Ennis thought of all the joy he had seen in this face...and sometimes hurt and pain. Maybe...just maybe...soon...with his daughters almost grown...he could ....someday.....be ....with....Jack. Ennis closed his eyes, tightened his grip on Jack falling into a tranquil slumber.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 02, 2007, 01:12:30 pm
    " I am so cold, and just plain pissed.  I want to just punch his lights out.
He's got no right to make me do this.   Its freezing up here."  Jack looks
first at his smoke, then over his shoulder, the blackened sky looms over
his head, and, the only thing in this light is the bright and solitary moon. 
    He can't even see the sheep.  The cloudy sky and the roiling trees are the
very meaning of dark and gloomy.  Jack feels isolated in a way he has never
felt in his life.  He doesn't know what it is.  What makes him want to stay in the camp so fiercely.  He stayed in the camp last night.  He didn't find it
very good either.  He was somehow disquieted, even then.
     He glances over his shoulder, and sees the slighest flicker of light.  It
is bright and warm looking, and the thought of it,  somehow more
warming than the fire itself may have been, had it been right beside him.
     He knows that Ennis has kept the fire.  Let it burn, fed the logs
they had chopped, and split, consume, so that he might feel his
companionship.  Even if they were several miles apart.  That is a friendly
thing for a guy to do.  It gave him another warmth, when he thought of
the two days they had spent together.  "Don't know what it is about that
boy," he thought plaintively.  His eyes brightened, and the corners of his
mouth raised, along with his eyebrows, and he found himself smiling like a
straight up fool.  He couldn't seem to, not smile, when he thought of the
quiet cowboy.  "Ill have to tell him in the morning, how much i thank him
for that fire. " He's got no right to make me do this." "Fuck Aguiree."
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 02, 2007, 01:35:27 pm
"Don't know what it is about that
boy," he thought plaintively.  His eyes brightened, and the corners of his
mouth raised, along with his eyebrows, and he found himself smiling like a
straight up fool.  He couldn't seem to, not smile, when he thought of the
quiet cowboy.  "Ill have to tell him in the morning, how much i thank him
for that fire. " He's got no right to make me do this." "Fuck Aguiree."

Very nice Janice
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Post by: mariez on March 02, 2007, 01:43:07 pm
He let the thick batter drop into the hot pan.  The words of his eldest daughter flittering in his head:  “Daddy, you gotta eat better.  I’ll go get ya some groceries from the store.”  She didn’t wait for him to finish putting the food away before she left him, otherwise, he could have asked her how to make pancakes from the boxed mix that she had brought him.  He fretted over the directions for quite sometime, until he decided to just dump the stuff into a bowl and guess at what measurements were required.

The resulting batter had enough body to patch holes in a wall, but nevertheless, he heated the frying pan over very high heat, and poured a goodly amount of oil into it.  By the time he was ready to drop the batter onto the scorching, hot surface, the oil was smoking, but not having any culinary background, he assumed this to be the correct temperature for making pancakes.  The batter dropped, and hit the molten oil with a vitriolic sizzle.  He jumped back as the hot oil leaped toward him.

“Holy crap…”  He reached out, without moving closer, to turn the burner down.  When it was safe enough to approach the pan without fear of harm, he peered over it.  The high heat and the excessive oil had created a pancake that Ennis had never seen before; Not round, hardly fluffy.  The batter had contorted into a shape, that to Ennis was instantly recognizable, and reminded him of other times, when heat was present.  He closed the fire under the pan, and moved it to a cold burner.

He walked intently to the small bathroom, suspiciously looked in all directions, then went in, and shut the door firmly behind him, one hand already unbuckling his belt.   

300 words

This was me reading this:   :(   :)   :o   :laugh:  :laugh:  I want to move into your brain, Scott.  Seriously.  How do you do that?


Ennis awoke for just a moment from his sleep his gaze fixed on Jack against him sleeping soundly (but not soundlessly) in the moonlite. Dark hair, warm smile, blues eyes he has known so well and so long now expressing total peace. Focusing on those dark heavy eyebrows Ennis thought of all the joy he had seen in this face...and sometimes hurt and pain. Maybe...just maybe...soon...with his daughters almost grown...he could ....someday.....be ....with....Jack. Ennis closed his eyes, tightened his grip on Jack falling into a tranquil slumber.

Impeccable and beautiful . . . both the words and the picture.


.   .  .
"Don't know what it is about that
boy," he thought plaintively.  His eyes brightened, and the corners of his
mouth raised, along with his eyebrows, and he found himself smiling like a
straight up fool.  He couldn't seem to, not smile, when he thought of the
quiet cowboy.  "Ill have to tell him in the morning, how much i thank him
for that fire. " He's got no right to make me do this." "Fuck Aguiree."

Janice, you always capture our boys so perfectly.  Nothing I love better than Jack's smile!


.   .  .

   Ennis nodded.
.  .  .   
   Ennis nodded again.
   He motioned with his thumb through the wire glove...  "Sign 'bout five mile down.  Go left."
.   .  .   
   Ennis nodded.
 .  .  .
   Shaking his head...  "What next?!"

Yep, that's our Ennis - great job, TH!

Thanks!
Marie


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Post by: Scott6373 on March 02, 2007, 01:48:09 pm
This was me reading this:   :(   :)   :o   :laugh:  :laugh:  I want to move into your brain, Scott.  Seriously.  How do you do that?


I'm sick and twisted...that helps a lot...LOL
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Post by: Lumière on March 02, 2007, 01:50:06 pm
This was me reading this:   :(   :)   :o   :laugh:  :laugh:  I want to move into your brain, Scott.  Seriously.  How do you do that?

Funny, my reaction was along those lines as well!  ;D
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Post by: Lumière on March 02, 2007, 01:55:01 pm
A dabble:  :)


January 1979

A long time ..

They were seated by the window in the Black Horse Diner, eating their breakfast in silence.  Jack seemed restless – he shifted in his seat and stabbed mercilessly at the syrupy pancake on his plate, his eyes downcast.

“Jack, something the matter? You seem a little .. tense.”

“I’m just a little preoccupied, is all” Jack said managing a weak smile, finally lifting up his head to look at Randall.

“We ain’t doing nothing wrong, you know?  I invited you here because I wanted to spend time with ya .. I mean, away from the wife and all .. A little vacation, ya know?”

“Yeah, sure” Jack responded, lowering his head once more.  “Sorry .. jes’ got one or two things on my mind.  It’s no big d..”

“He doesn’t know yer here, does he?” Randall interrupted, a knowing look in his eyes.

Jack looked up at him suddenly, his eyes wide.  “What? ..”

“It’s okay, Jack .. I know.  You’ve got that guilty look written all over yer face and I know it ain’t ‘cause of Lureen.”  He took a sip of his coffee, never taking his eyes off Jack.  “How long ya known ‘em?”

“A long time ..” Jack mumbled sadly, his eyes returning once more to the disfigured pancake on his plate.  He sighed heavily, wishing all the while that the man sitting across from him was the one now haunting his every thought ..


(~ 241 words)

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 02, 2007, 02:00:54 pm
Ennis awoke for just a moment from his sleep his gaze fixed on Jack against him sleeping soundly (but not soundlessly) in the moonlite. Dark hair, warm smile, blues eyes he has known so well and so long now expressing total peace. Focusing on those dark heavy eyebrows Ennis thought of all the joy he had seen in this face...and sometimes hurt and pain. Maybe...just maybe...soon...with his daughters almost grown...he could ....someday.....be ....with....Jack. Ennis closed his eyes, tightened his grip on Jack falling into a tranquil slumber.
          Oh Mark, that touched my heart.  So sweet and sad, all at once....
                                                                                 janice
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 02, 2007, 03:13:58 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
June 1, 1976

Ennis rubbed his thumb along the black hair of Jack’s eyebrow, then leaned in and kissed it softly. “It’s been two weeks,” he said.

“Two weeks?”

“Two weeks since we got here. I still can’t believe it.”

Jack smiled up at his lover. “I know. In one way, it feels like two hours, in another, two years.”

Ennis leaned in, placing small kisses along Jack’s neck and collarbone. “I know what ya mean.” He paused, then, “Y’know, this is the longest we’ve ever been together…besides Brokeback that is.”

Jack chuckled softly. “Ya think we’re compatible?”

“Yeah…once we figger out which a us is doin’ the laundry.”

“Didn’t ya live in an apartment over a laundromat?”

“Yeah…so?”

“Well, I’d think you’d be a pro.”

“I know fuck all ‘bout laundry, Jack.”

“What’s to know? Stuff the clothes in, add the soap. Lookit this way…two weeks ago, I knew fuck all ‘bout cookin’ pancakes.”

“And now yer a pro.”

“Yeah.”

“Y’know what Jack?”

“What?”

“We’re good for each other.”

Jack hitched himself onto his elbow, and ran his thumb along Ennis’s cheekbone. “We are. And somehow, I suspected that all along.”

Ennis smiled at him. “I love you, cowboy.”

“I love you too.”

“Ya gonna make me pancakes?”

“Only if you do the laundry.”

Ennis chuckled as he leaned in for another kiss. “I s’pose if I can figger out how ta love a man, I can figger out how ta do the laundry.”

“Which one do ya think is harder?”

“Oh, that’s easy. Laundry.”

Jack smiled. “Yeah, yer right…’cause lovin’ you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done. Tell ya what…”

“What?”

“Let’s do the laundry together.”

“And I’ll wash the pan after cookin’ pancakes.”

“Sounds like a plan. Ready to face the day?”

Ennis nodded. “Day one a week three a the rest of the our lives together. Ya with me cowboy?”

“Forever,” said Jack, with a kiss.

(321 words)
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 02, 2007, 03:17:36 pm
Ennis thinking to himself: That Jack fella sure wasn't kidding when he said he couldn't cook worth a damn! Sure hope we ain't havin' black spuds  like those black pancakes we had yesterday.
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 02, 2007, 03:27:10 pm
Jack smiled. “Yeah, yer right…’cause lovin’ you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done. Tell ya what…”

“What?”

“Let’s do the laundry together.”

“And I’ll wash the pan after cookin’ pancakes.”

“Sounds like a plan. Ready to face the day?”

Ennis nodded. “Day one a week three a the rest of the our lives together. Ya with me cowboy?”

“Forever,” said Jack, with a kiss.

(321 words)


Ok you said scmoopy...yeppers...there something so familiar about his, it's like putting on a old pair of jeans, or an old and dear friend coming for a visit after a long absence.  Thank you.
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 02, 2007, 03:53:25 pm
An NC-17 drabble, I am warning you in advance. This one is for Teresa, because she asked...


Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
July 24, 2006

The night was pitch black, with only the sliver of the quarter moon illuminating the sky, sending a silvery light across the field. “C’mon Jack,” said Ennis, grabbing him by the hand. “We got ta do this now.”

“Do what?”

“The truck fuckin’. Like I promised.” He pulled Jack with him, then pushed him into the front seat of the truck, sliding behind the steering wheel. “Ya left the key in the ignition,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I knew ya wanted it.”

Ennis slammed the truck into gear, then drove down the road, stopping one half mile later at their spot by the river. He turned the key then wordlessly, turned to Jack, his hands running down his lover’s shoulders and arms. He unbuttoned his shirt, pushing the fabric away from Jack’s skin, his hands traveling rapidly down his torso, undoing his belt, then the zipper, moving the rough cloth off his hips. “Need ya, cowboy…” his voice husky.

“Need ya too,” replied Jack, his voice equally low and harsh.

“Ain’t got time for fancy stuff.”

“Ya got some lube?”

“Ain’t gonna do it like that,” said Ennis, shifting Jack’s hips onto the seat. He moved himself into the space between Jack’s thighs, lowering his head and taking Jack’s cock quickly and fully into his mouth.

“Oh, God…” Jack moaned, his hips rising off the seat of the truck as Ennis vigorously sucked him.

Ennis fingered his lover’s balls and ass as he pulled his cock to the back of his throat, Jack rapidly reaching orgasm and coming in Ennis’s mouth. Ennis drank it down hungrily, then sated, dropped his head on Jack’s stomach, his breath rapid.

Jack ran his fingers through Ennis’s hair, then spoke, his voice soft. “En…remember fourth a July? That night? Ya said I gave good head?”

Ennis looked up at him, his eyes heavy lidded. “Yeah, so?”

“You do too. Just wanted ta make sure ya knew.”

Ennis dropped his head down again, his breathing still ragged. “Good. Glad we cleared that up.”

“Anythin’ else ya need to know?”

“Ya love me?”

“Ya know I do.”

“Okay then, let’s get up ta the house where we can fuck properly. Now that we’ve christened the truck.”

Jack sat up, adjusting his pants and buttoning his shirt. “Technically, that wasn’t a fuckin’.”

Ennis fixed him with a baleful look. “I think, for a coupla old geezers like us, it fit the bill.”

Jack leaned in and kissed Ennis, tasting his own salty come on his lover’s lips. “More than fit. It was perfect.” He pointed to the ignition. “Cowboy, let’s go ta bed.”

“Bed bed or sleep bed?”

“I think I still have the energy for a lil bed bed. You?”

“Me too. Let’s go.” And he put the truck in gear and drove back to the farm.


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Post by: Scott6373 on March 02, 2007, 04:07:19 pm
“I think I still have the energy for a lil bed bed. You?”

“Me too. Let’s go.” And he put the truck in gear and drove back to the farm.


Why is it that I get the feeling someone's gonna have a really nice, snowy, cozy time tonight?
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Post by: mariez on March 02, 2007, 04:11:28 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
June 1, 1976
.   .   .
Ennis nodded. “Day one a week three a the rest of the our lives together. Ya with me cowboy?”

“Forever,” said Jack, with a kiss.

My favorite place and lots of Schmoopy Goodness. . . ahhhhhh . . . .  :) :) :)


Ennis thinking to himself: That Jack fella sure wasn't kidding when he said he couldn't cook worth a damn! Sure hope we ain't havin' black potatos like those black pancakes we had yesterday.

 :laugh: :laugh:  :laugh:   God, Jack is so gorgeous - why do my eyes keep wandering? 



An NC-17 drabble, I am warning you in advance. This one is for Teresa, because she asked...


Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
July 24, 2006

The night was pitch black, with only the sliver of the quarter moon illuminating the sky, sending a silvery light across the field. “C’mon Jack,” said Ennis, grabbing him by the hand. “We got ta do this now.”

“Do what?”

“The truck fuckin’. Like I promised.” He pulled Jack with him, then pushed him into the front seat of the truck, sliding behind the steering wheel. “Ya left the key in the ignition,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I knew ya wanted it.”
.   .  .

Oh, yeah!!!!   A promise is a promise, after all.   ;D  Thanks for that, Leslie (and Teresa, for asking!)

Marie (who is buried under a pile of work, but, thanks to all you guys, can't resist that damn refresh button!)

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Post by: mariez on March 02, 2007, 04:23:01 pm
Leslie got me so riled I deleted this by accident! 

A dabble:  :)


January 1979

A long time ..
.   .   .

“A long time ..” Jack mumbled sadly, his eyes returning once more to the disfigured pancake on his plate.  He sighed heavily, wishing all the while that the man sitting across from him was the one now haunting his every thought ..



Oh, dang - that's just so sad and frustrating and, and, ..........   And, then, my eyes travel from that last word to your "Sweet Surrender" and I sit there, mesmerized, and it makes your words that much more powerful.

Thanks, Lucise
Marie

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Post by: Lumière on March 02, 2007, 04:36:35 pm
Leslie got me so riled I deleted this by accident! 


Leslie's drabble was definitely rile-worthy!  Woo!  ;D
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Post by: Cameron on March 02, 2007, 06:28:25 pm


The Breakfast

February 1980

Cassie was cooking pancakes.   She stayed over at the trailer, something she hardly ever did do, but Ennis asked her to.  He was different yesterday, quieter if that was even possible and sadder that ever.  How he just broke her heart in two.  Two years that they’ve been going together and she still often felt that she just didn’t have a clue.

She glanced over at him sleeping on the bed.  The blankets were all around him, the clothes from yesterday still where they both left them scattered around the bed.  She didn’t know what got into him yesterday.  Usually it was her who was begging and pleading with him to let the time together last longer.  But last night was different, she said that she had to go, after they ate their dinner at the new place just out of town.

But Ennis said “Why don't ya come over?”

The pancakes were cooking, the coffee black and strong.  They didn’t get much sleep last night. He kept turning her over and over, they kept starting again and again.

She went over to the bed and looked at him, a look of peace as he slept, a look she never saw when he was awake.

She put her hand gently to his cheek, then to his eyebrow, then to his forehead, then she his softly straightened the rumpled hair on the top of his head.

Ennis begin to stir, and to softly moan, ‘Jack, there, oh yeah, oh Jack, there Jack.”

Cassie felt a shock.

Ennis moaned a little louder ‘Oh Jack’.

Cassie got up, went back to the pancakes, she looked back at Ennis, not listening to the voice inside her, explaining what she just heard.

(294 words)

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Post by: MaineWriter on March 02, 2007, 06:51:02 pm
Marleen,

I have really enjoyed your Cassie drabbles. She's a character that very few authors have explored...these are interesting twists on her life,  Ennis and Alma. Thanks for writing!

Leslie
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Post by: mariez on March 02, 2007, 06:56:58 pm
Marleen,

I have really enjoyed your Cassie drabbles. She's a character that very few authors have explored...these are interesting twists on her life,  Ennis and Alma. Thanks for writing!

Leslie

You took the words right out of my mouth, Leslie. 

Thanks so much, Marleen - top-notch, as always.

Marie

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Post by: Lumière on March 02, 2007, 07:11:02 pm
Just needed to say:

This thread is very entertaining!  What a brilliant idea this was!
I wish someone could publish all the little drabbles we've got here so far!

Cheers to all the drabblers and readers alike!   ;)
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Post by: Lumière on March 02, 2007, 07:20:31 pm
Hey Leslie ..

I wrote a little sequel drabble to your Lazy L J&E drabble above.
Mind if I post it?  8)
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Post by: Cameron on March 02, 2007, 07:22:36 pm
You are all the best :) :)  :)

Dear Marie and Leslie,

Thank you so much.

You have just given me the confidence to go ahead with something that I have been thinking about for days.

Thank You again,

Marleen
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Post by: Lumière on March 02, 2007, 07:26:46 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
July 24, 2006

If I may be so bold ..  :P


Lazy L Farm
July 25, 2006



Ennis whistled softly as he carried the breakfast tray up the stairs.  The mouth-watering aroma of blueberry pancakes, bacon and freshly-brewed coffee filled the air.

“Wake up, sleepy head!”  Ennis called out, pushing open the bedroom door.  Jack lay still, rolled up in the bedclothes; his left leg sticking out from underneath the comforter.  He mumbled something.

“Breakfast is served.  Come on!  It’s 10a.m.!” Ennis said cheerfully, placing the tray on the bedside table.

Jack finally sat up slowly, his hair sticking out in all directions, he rubbed his eyes.  “Yer being a hard-ass Ennis del Mar.”

“Since when did being hard become so bad?” Ennis beamed.

 Jack shook his head sleepily.  “Ya wore me out last night!  How many times did we ..”

“Three.  But who’s counting?”  Ennis said with a mischievous grin, jumping back into bed beside his naked lover.  “So, yer feeling hungry for pancakes .. Or .. yer hungry for something else?” he added, noting Jack’s erection beneath the sheet.

“I’m definitely hungry for pancakes.”

“Not what it looks like from here!  Yer hunger seems to be growing every second, cowboy”, Ennis whispered, running his hand leisurely on Jack’s chest.  “Tell you what, I reckon Aunt Jemima won’t mind if them pancakes get cold! “

Jack raised his eyebrows in amusement.  “That a fact?”

“Damn right. C’mere lover! .. And pass me that bottle of maple syrup..”  Ennis said, quickly peeling off his boxers.



                                            (http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Misc/ispc042051.jpg)
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Post by: opinionista on March 02, 2007, 07:50:29 pm
Why is it that I get the feeling someone's gonna have a really nice, snowy, cozy time tonight?

LOL
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 02, 2007, 07:52:04 pm
Hey Leslie ..

I wrote a little sequel drabble to your Lazy L J&E drabble above.
Mind if I post it?  8)

Oh Milli, yes yes yes! I see you already did and what a terrific fun little drabble that is! I think I may be making pancakes in the morning... ;)

L
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 02, 2007, 07:58:17 pm
Just needed to say:

This thread is very entertaining!  What a brilliant idea this was!
I wish someone could publish all the little drabbles we've got here so far!

Cheers to all the drabblers and readers alike!   ;)

Thank you, Milli...I love this thread too. I am so glad it has turned out to be such a success...and I hope we can keep it going for a long, long time. I am so happy that we have given new authors the courage to write, and experienced authors another venue to share their work. And there is room here for everyone to participate.

I would love to come up with some way to publish or preserve the drabbles. I welcome ideas that people might have. Thoughts that come to mind: starting an archive thread here on the fanfic board with just the drabbles and prompts; starting a livejournal for just the drabbles; posting somewhere else (the brokeback phoenix archive??). I am not sure what the best approach is so I welcome ideas from others.

We've been at this for just a month but the creativity that has been expressed is wonderful. I do think preservation is important and I look forward to thoughts folks might have about how to do this.

Hugs,

Leslie
MaineWriter
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Post by: Lumière on March 02, 2007, 08:07:31 pm
Leslie -

Any kind of archiving sounds good!

I like the LJ idea!
We could start our very own LJ Brokeback Drabblefest community!
Me likes the sound of that ..  :)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 03, 2007, 01:30:57 am
     Excuse me for sounding stupid, i admit im not the smartest computer user
in the tree.  But do we have a limit on the number of posts we can have here.  Not just let the thread have the opportunity to grow, or is it a time thing.  Or ????  I just dont know why it cant just stay and have as much participation as it gets.. For instance the LS  and TTVOT are over hundreds of pages...
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Post by: Lumière on March 03, 2007, 02:06:05 am
Hey J!

No, definitely, the thread can stay as it is ..  there is nothing wrong with the setup we got going here. 
What I was saying was that it'll definitely be great to find a way to archive or publish these drabbles for other Brokies to check out.   :)

This thread can definitely grow to be as big as "Jess' Feed Store" .. I'd love that!
We were just brainstorming for ideas on archiving the entries.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 03, 2007, 02:19:04 am
     Bobby Twist wakes up as his daddy calls from the door to his, room.  "Come on son, its time to get up.  School day, and your mama is gone
to work already.  She had a meetin this morning with your grampa. "
     "I'm makin your breakfast this mornin.  What do you want?"
     "I want pancakes dad, pancakes with bananas, and pecans on em."
     "Bananas, and pecans it is then,  I can do that."  Jack wanders off into
the kitchen and pulls out the mixing bowl.  He thinks back to when he was
a boy, and his mama, used to make him pancakes for breakfast, too.  It seems
like a million years ago.  A million years of breakfasts, and all that time he has
never missed a day of having breakfast.  Mostly something easy and fast, and
even picked up on the way to work.  A donut, a sweet roll, or even, left over
beans, and bacon.  All these breakfasts.  Breakfast that mark a mans life.  Its
just one more way of counting.  The days of how you live your life." 
     "Dad do i have to wear those tennis shoes mama laid out for me to
wear?"  "Why Bob whats wrong with the tennis shoes?"  "Well, i'd rather
wear my boots.  Liike yours."  "Go ahead and wear the boots son, it's ok. If your  mama says anything, i'll just tell her I,  said it was ok, you wore the boots."
     "Now sit and eat, we ain't got all day.  You gotta get to school, and I
gotta get on to work."
     "I've gotta go deliver a truck, out on one of the back roads south a town,
between here and the border."  "I just wanted to get you to
 school with a good breakfast first."  "I'll be back this afternoon in time to pick you up, from school too."  "Maybe we can go get that glove you wanted after."
     "You done?  Lets go then."  Jack places the dishes in the sink.  picks
up Bobby's pack.  Hands it to him, and scurries the boy out the door.
     "Hello Mrs Twist, we have some unfortunate news for you."  "What?
What?  She screams!"  "We found your husband, maam, laying beside his truck,
He has been killed."



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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 03, 2007, 03:20:32 am


Don Wroe’s Cabin  (Part 3)  (My Drabble Trilogy) 


Saturday, November 13, 1976  8:43 p.m.


“I like your eyebrows.”

“Whut?  What did you say?”

“Nothin…didn’t say nothin.”  Ennis buried his face in Jack’s back, muffling the words, refusing to look up or let the man turn around.

“I heard you,” Jack laughed, twisting in Ennis’ grasp, pulling free, turning around to face the man.  “I heard what you said, cowboy.” Jack chuckled.  “Just want you to say it again while I’m lookin at ya.”   

“Geez, Jack, stop. Why you do that to me?  Just slipped out is all.” 

Even in the cozy darkness of the cabin, Jack could see Ennis turning his customary shade of red. 

“I like your eyebrows too.” 

“Do you now?” 

“Yup.  They’re right where they belong, one above each eye.” Jack winked. 

Ennis grunted.

Jack scooted all the way up into Ennis’ lap, straddling him, nuzzling his face, planting a kiss on each of the man’s light brown brows.

“You bein’ so sweet…think I’m gonna have to make you some pancakes in the mornin to show my appreciation,” Jack sighed, letting a slow tongue run along Ennis’ jawline.

“hhhmmm, can think a better ways for you to show your appreciation…  B’sides, these gonna be normal pancakes?  Or they gonna be black like everythin’ else you try to cook when we get together?” 

“Oh, I imagine I can handle makin you a decent breakfast in this here kitchen…but for now…how ‘bout we explore those better ways you have in mind for me to show my appreciation?”

“Now you talkin…  No more talk ‘bout eyebrows.”

“You started it.”

“Jack...”

“hhhmmm…”

“Shut up.”

“Kiss me.”

“If’n that’s the only way to shut you up.”

“Pretty much.” 

“C’mere then…gonna keep you quiet for the rest a the night.”

“Now, you talkin’…”   

_________________________________________________________________

(300 Words)





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Post by: MaineWriter on March 03, 2007, 08:48:02 am
For today, let's go with some real specific movie iconography:


L
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Post by: Cameron on March 03, 2007, 09:35:38 am
Images in Black and White

October 1981

Ennis and Cassie were watching an old movie.  They were on the old tattered couch, Cassie lyng with her legs in Ennis's lap.  It was one of those old movies from the forties, all black and white, and Cassie felt the tears in her eyes when the couple, separated for years by the war, came together for a long, sweet, reunion kiss.

Cassie glanced over at Ennis.  His brow was wrinkled and his eyes had that lost, far away look that they often do.

“Hey, what ya thinkin’ cowboy?” she asked.  He gave her a little, wan smile and he began rubbing her feet, like he did that first night.

Cassie looked again at the movie.  The main guy, tall and dark, was having bad dreams, he was remembering  what it was like in the war, on the screen was him and his buddy, in a foxhole, with guns going off all around.  The main guy, had his buddy in his arms. The buddy was shot, and now their heads were down, holding each other so tightly, so all Cassie could see on the screen was the two bloody shirts, wrapped tightly round each other.

Ennis had stopped rubbing her feet, and was staring straight at the screen.  His face had a look of pain, and Cassie could see the tears in his eyes.  Cassie could feel the familiar ache.  She knew she loved him, but sometimes she just wondered if it would just be a whole lot easier to go with a fella who smiled a lot, instead of one that was always trying to fight back the tears.

(267 words)
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 03, 2007, 10:15:19 am
“Good morning son.”  His mother was busy making the usual breakfast that she had made for perhaps her entire lifespan.

“Mornin Ma.”  She brought him a mug filled with steaming coffee that tasted more like muddy water than anything else.

“Your father has gone out to the field already.”

“Um…yeah I thought so.  Thanks for letting me sleep.”  She returned to him with the bowl of sticky oatmeal, the poached egg on top oozing over the lumps.

“You got in late son.  I didn’t want him to wake you.”  Jack nodded and began the arduous task of pleasing his mother by eating what she had cooked.  “I did go up and take your laundry.  I’ll get that cleaned up for ya.”

Again he nodded with only a fleeting understanding of what his mother had said.  His mind and memory were still on Brokeback.  Maybe he should have driven off more slowly.  Maybe he should have said something.  He regretted the fight, though he knew, for his part, it was just more of the same rough and tumble, that he hoped would lead to a final morning of  melding.  He should not have hit him, even if by accident.  The memory of Ennis’ blood, smeared on the cuff of his shirt made him wince.  The shirt.  “I did go up and take your laundry.  I’ll get that cleaned up for ya.”  He pushed the empty bowl away from him.  “UH…Ma…where is it?”

“Where is what son?”

“The clothes you took.”

“In the basket over there by the door.  Why?”

“I uh…need to get something out a pocket.”  He got up and went over to the worn wicker basket and started to search.  He didn’t hear his mother say that she had checked the pockets and found nothing.  Eventually he did find his treasure.  From where he was squatting, he took a quick, secretive glance in his mother’s direction.  Seeing that she was busy attempting to clean the oatmeal pot of its plaster-like contents, he took what he had been looking for, and headed toward the stairs.  “Thanks for the food.  I’m gonna clean up and head out to help Pa.”

“All right son.   I’m making your favorite for dinner tonight to welcome ya home.  Would you like me to make ya a cherry cake…”  She turned in time to see her son disappear up the stairs without getting an answer to her question.

He went into the tiny closet and took one of the wire hangers.  But before using it, he drew the shirt that wasn’t his own close to his face, and breathed in deeply.  The aroma of cigarettes and happiness made their way into his soul.   He left the closet and sat on his boyhood bed.  With great care, he threaded one sleeve inside the other.  He worked the material until the two shirts were embraced, one in the other.  He went back into the closet.  In hopes  to avoid another theft of his memories, he hung the new garment on a tiny nail that jutted out in his secret, but not really secret, hiding place.  He grabbed his hat and headed back downstairs.

As he walked toward the door, his mother asked, again, the question that she had not received an answer to.  “You want some cherry cake tonight?”

(551 words)
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 03, 2007, 10:35:51 am
Lightning Flat, WY
October, 1976

“You tellin’ me yer queer?”

“I’m tellin’ you that this is Ennis, he’s my partner and the man I plan ta spend the rest a my life with.”

“Then you ain’t my son and you can just get outta this house right now. I didn’t raise you ta grow up ta be a faggot.” John Twist’s lip curled as he spat out the words.

Jack looked at his father, then his mother. “Mama, can I get somethin’ from my room before I leave?”

“A course, Jack,” she answered.

“C’mon En,” said Jack, pulling him by the hand.

“What, you gonna go fuck him up there in yer childhood bed?” snarled Twist, Sr., as Jack left the room.

“Yeah, mebbe we are, and I’ll make a lot a noise while we’re at it,” Jack shouted back as he headed up the stairs.

“Jack, I don’t need ta come with ya, I can wait in the truck.”

“No, En, c’mon on, I have somethin’ I want ya to see.”

Ennis stood in the doorway of the little room, his eyes quickly taking in the crooked bed, the silent alarm clock, the cowboy figurine on his horse. Jack moved to a narrow space behind the closet and pulled out two shirts on a hanger. “You never left yer shirt up on Brokeback,” he said softly. “I took it.”

Ennis walked over to where Jack was standing, lifted up the sleeve and fingered the bloody cuff. He looked at Jack, puzzled. “Ya took my shirt?”

Jack nodded. “I needed it…it’s all I had a you. I could smell you on it. Sometimes I’d…I’d wear it ta sleep in.” He took the shirts off the hanger and rolled them into a ball. “There’s nothin’ in this house I care about, but I don’t want that bastard ta have yer shirt.” He started to move past Ennis, but Ennis reached out and stopped him, his hand on Jack’s arm.

“Ya got me now.”

Jack looked down at the ball of fabric in his hands, then up at Ennis. “Yeah, I do. C’mon, let’s get outta here.”

(355 words)


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Post by: TH on March 03, 2007, 10:54:25 am

morning of melding. 


  Ohhh...  I ~do~ like a good phrase... and..., it seems, you can turn them...  -smile...  -thanks... 
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 03, 2007, 10:54:54 am
Lightning Flat, WY
October, 1976

“You tellin’ me yer queer?”

“I’m tellin’ you that this is Ennis, he’s my partner and the man I plan ta spend the rest a my life with.”

“Then you ain’t my son and you can just get outta this house right now. I didn’t raise you ta grow up ta be a faggot.” John Twist’s lip curled as he spat out the words.


Yikes...really bad memories here.  Well done Leslie!
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 03, 2007, 11:28:58 am

He went into the tiny closet and took one of the wire hangers.  But before using it, he drew the shirt that wasn’t his own close to his face, and breathed in deeply.  The aroma of cigarettes and happiness made their way into his soul.   

(551 words)

Yes, i can image that this is how it went. 'the aroma of cigarettes and happiness', those shirts are such a powerful image.

Lightning Flat, WY
October, 1976

Ennis walked over to where Jack was standing, lifted up the sleeve and fingered the bloody cuff. He looked at Jack, puzzled. “Ya took my shirt?”

Jack nodded. “I needed it…it’s all I had a you. I could smell you on it. Sometimes I’d…I’d wear it ta sleep in.” He took the shirts off the hanger and rolled them into a ball. “There’s nothin’ in this house I care about, but I don’t want that bastard ta have yer shirt.” He started to move past Ennis, but Ennis reached out and stopped him, his hand on Jack’s arm.

“Ya got me now.”

Jack looked down at the ball of fabric in his hands, then up at Ennis. “Yeah, I do. C’mon, let’s get outta here.”

(355 words)


And this is how it should have been...

great drabbles, thanks  :)
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Post by: mariez on March 03, 2007, 12:17:03 pm
Any idea for archiving and expanding drabblefest sounds great to me - I was thinking of some prompts last night and couldn't remember if they'd been used before! 


It seemslike a million years ago.  A million years of breakfasts, and all that time he has
never missed a day of having breakfast.  Mostly something easy and fast, and
even picked up on the way to work.  A donut, a sweet roll, or even, left over
beans, and bacon.  All these breakfasts.  Breakfast that mark a mans life.  Its
just one more way of counting.  The days of how you live your life." 
.   .  .

     "Hello Mrs Twist, we have some unfortunate news for you."  "What
What, she screams."  "We found your husband ,  laying beside his truck,
He has been killed."


Oh, Janice - that is superb writing!  Perfect and subtle foreshadowing - I should have seen that coming, but I didn't.  Stand up and take a bow.



Don Wroe’s Cabin  (Part 3)  (My Drabble Trilogy) 


Saturday, November 13, 1976  8:43 p.m.

“I like your eyebrows.”

“Whut?  What did you say?”

A trilogy - terrific!  And so was that drabble - so sweet and funny and real - just like our guys!   :)


Images in Black and White
.   .   . 
  The main guy, had his buddy in his arms. The buddy was shot, and now their heads were down, holding each other so tightly, so all Cassie could see on the screen was the two bloody shirts, wrapped tightly round each other.

Ennis had stopped rubbing her feet, and was staring straight at the screen.  His face had a look of pain, and Cassie could see the tears in his eyes.  Cassie could feel the familiar ache.  She knew she loved him, but sometimes she just wondered if it would just be a whole lot easier to go with a fella who smiled a lot, instead of one that was always trying to fight back the tears.


Oh, my Marleen - you just keep outdoing yourself.  Your use of the bloody shirts prompt is nothing short of brilliant - as was the entire drabble.


.   .  .
He went into the tiny closet and took one of the wire hangers.  But before using it, he drew the shirt that wasn’t his own close to his face, and breathed in deeply.  The aroma of cigarettes and happiness made their way into his soul.   He left the closet and sat on his boyhood bed.  With great care, he threaded one sleeve inside the other.  He worked the material until the two shirts were embraced, one in the other.  He went back into the closet.  In hopes  to avoid another theft of his memories, he hung the new garment on a tiny nail that jutted out in his secret, but not really secret, hiding place.  He grabbed his hat and headed back downstairs.
.   .  .

I kept reading over and over. I don't know what to say, Scott. You're so good, I could cry. 


And this is how it should have been...

Yes, Fabienne.  The beginning was so hard to read, Leslie - but then really fine writing so often is.  Thanks for the ending - I needed that.

Thanks, all,
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 03, 2007, 12:29:15 pm
(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Ennisshirts6.jpg)

 Ennis thinking:

Oh Jack...Jack ya saved our shirts all these years, yours over mine. This is what you wanted me to find. Bet ya didn't think I remember but we was wearin' these same shirts that day we met, I held on ta ya with this blue one that night I came to the tent and ya took my hand and...that next night ya took this one of mine off ah me so carefully askin' me if it was ok, saying s'alright. I promise Jack I will always take care of 'm, only thing I have left of ya. I'm so sorry I punched ya that day, I was just so scared an upset 'bout havin' ta leave early, leaving our home we had on Brokeback. Jack. I never meant ta hurt ya Jack, never would do anything ta cause ya pain, ya always been so good ta me. I wish I had that day back, never wudda let ya go Jack, and mebe just mebe ya would still be here.I didn't mean it when I said leave me be, didn't ever want that, hope ya forgive me. Missing ya awful bad Jack, don't know if I'll ever be goin' ta the mountians again without ya there.

Dear Lord: Be with Jack, treat him special, he deserves it. Tell him how much I loved him, how much I needed him, don't knew if he ever knew. He was the very best fried I ever had. Please Lord let 'm know.

 
(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Shirts.jpg)

Ennis....Ennis can ya hear me?...Ennis? I know Ennis, I know ya loved me, s'alright. I saw it in your smile when I did that rodeo dance by the campfire, I saw in your eyes when ya came into the tent that night so frightned, I saw it whenever we'd meet squeezing me to tight I'd thought I'da bust, I saw it in your face by our campfire. I see it now that day ya got that first postcard, how excited you were to pack for a trip, I see it now when ya dream of me, I see how much your missing me now Ennis. You found the shirts Ennis, most valuable thing I'd ever owned were those two shirts, yours and mine, no fancy truck or house could ever take their place. I know they mean the same to you, keep them close ta remember those days we had on Brokeback,I know you'll take care of 'm. Ennis it's really me in your dreams, don't worry they won't never stop, and sometimes when you sleep you'll feel my arms around you tight, may face against yours, just like when we were together. Be ah watching over you Ennis, till were dancing together in heaven. Ennis ....Ennis Del Mar know this, you were loved more that ya can ever know, take that with you always, get ya through the years ahead, look back and remember the joy. Ennis I could  never quit you, never. Never meant to say it, hope ya forgive me. You Ennis will always be my cowboy.

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Ennisshirt5.jpg)
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 03, 2007, 12:51:18 pm
Jack...Jack are you comin'. Are you on your way Jack? Been waitin' all day, wait all night if I have to. Sure hope ya make it. Didn't think I'd ever hear from you again. Thanks fer writ'n, good ya sent when ya did. Truth is after I got married, tried so hard to put it all behiind o' me, might'ta sent you away if I heard from ya then. Couldn't do it Jack, never a day went by I didn't think o' you, all this time. Then I get your card, just couldn't wait to see you since, see you big smile, tell you I was sorry I hit ya. Hope you forgive me. Jack...Jack I sure hope you show.

 (http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/brokebackmtn_1983.jpg)
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Post by: mariez on March 03, 2007, 01:27:03 pm
Yikes...really bad memories here.  Well done Leslie!

Awww ... sending you a hug, Scott.


Dear Lord: Be with Jack, treat him special, he deserves it. Tell him how much I loved him, how much I needed him, don't knew if he ever knew. He was the very best fried I ever had. Please Lord let 'm know.[/b]
 .   .   .
Ennis....Ennis can ya hear me?...Ennis? I know Ennis, I know ya loved me, s'alright. Ennis I could  never quit you, never. Never meant to say it, hope ya forgive me. You Ennis will always be my cowboy.
.   . 

Jack...Jack are you comin'. Are you on your way Jack? .  .  . Hope you forgive me. Jack...Jack I sure hope you show.

As my Irish friend Nicola would say, "JAYSUS, you're killing me here!"   And thanks for all the pictures - they add a beautiful dimension to your beautiful words. 

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 03, 2007, 02:21:12 pm


         Oh my god, he is here, He is actually here, after all this time, four
fuckin years, he is really here.  I wonder if he is going to be the same.  I wonder if he has forgotten how we carried on.  I wonder if he will want to
shake my hand.  Maybe he will jus hit me.   Wouldn't blame him if he did.  He may have just wanted the chance to get even...I wonder if he is going to act different.  Maybe it didn't mean nothing to him.  Maybe we will just go to the Dead Horse, and have a couple of beers.  That would be ok.  That would be just fine.  I am jus gonna be happy to see em.  See em again.  After all this time.
             Well I guess I better git on out there, and say hi.   "Jack fuckin
Twist."  One things sure the same, he still smiles a lot.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 03, 2007, 04:38:59 pm


  That was wonderful,  specially the last line...i loved that line..       
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Post by: mariez on March 03, 2007, 06:30:38 pm
 .  .  .        Well I guess I better git on out there, and say hi.   "Jack fuckin
Twist."  One things sure the same, he still smiles a lot.

Janice, give my love to the boys - it's obvious they're talking to you often!  :)



  That was wonderful,  specially the last line...i loved that line..      

Yes, I loved that last line, too.  And also the paragraph about stepping into the vault . . . and then the room coming alive.  You're a very gifted writer, TH.


Mitch
Saturday, October 13,  1990  11:05 a.m.

Ennis pulled the shirts close to his face a final time, held them close, breathing them in, letting the memories flood his senses.  .  . 

. . . they deserved to be kept in something warm and loving, made with his own two hands.
  
“Gonna keep you close, Bud.  Promise…I swear…” 
.  .  .
 And as he closed the door, he felt the shadows of his life, both the shadow of the past, meant to be and always with him…and the shadow of the present, with the tall frame and the lean arms, moving forward to lay quiet knowing hands on the shoulders of the stoic cowboy.


God, that's gorgeous. I could read your writing all day, C* - and I just might.   :)Think your muse might let you continue this one? 

I knew those prompts would inspire great things from everyone!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 03, 2007, 07:37:52 pm

It's not an AU, because I wouldn't be changing the events of 1983...
but I'd be writing a slightly different, older Ennis,
a man who realizes he can let someone else in just a little,
and still hold on to everything dear and precious.   
Do we have a term for that type of story? 

C*


A continuation?

L
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 03, 2007, 07:41:58 pm
A continuation?

L

LOL   Well, that just sounds so darn 'normal.'    LOL
I was expecting some weird abbreviation.    ;)   hehehe

C*   
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Post by: TH on March 03, 2007, 07:50:16 pm

Mitch

Saturday, October 13,  1990  11:05 a.m.

    .....

And as he closed the door, he felt the shadows of his life, both the shadow of the past, meant to be and always with him…and the shadow of the present, with the tall frame and the lean arms, moving forward to lay quiet knowing hands on the shoulders of the stoic cowboy.

“You ready?”  A gentle voice to match the soothing touch.

“Yeah, I’m ready now.”   


  The paralellism of the past and present shadow is really good...  Corresponds to something in my experience... so it gives me goose bumps...  -thanks.
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Post by: mariez on March 03, 2007, 08:42:41 pm
I noticed you used a smaller font with your question.   
I feel like we're whispering a secret back and forth.   lol     ;)
(ssshhh....don't tell Jack.  He's still only 24 in my 'add-ins,' and I think
he might get pissed if I jump the gun on this.)   lol    ;)
C*

I didn't want your muse to think I was being pushy!  LOL!!! 


A continuation?

L

LOL   Well, that just sounds so darn 'normal.'    LOL
I was expecting some weird abbreviation.    ;)   hehehe
C*  

C*, a story in your hands couldn't be merely "normal!"   :)

Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 03, 2007, 09:10:41 pm
Wow ..so many drabbles to check out today! 
Here is my contribution:  :)



Complete communion ..


The picture remained vivid in his memory:
Above, the sky was blue and clear
The brass sun shining down with pride.
He sat still up on the hill top
Amidst the swaying blades of wild grass.
His eyes scanned the lavish landscape
As if to memorize its beauty, its charm.

He stood motionless in the corner
The walls of the tiny room closing in..
It all came flooding back:
The playful tussle, a tangle of limbs;
Rolling around on the warm grass
Jack's body pressed hard against his.
The sudden blow to the nose, the bleeding ..

It was his own blood everywhere
On Jack's denim sleeve,
On the plaid shirt.
The shirt he'd figured stolen
Or lost or forgotten up there.
Here it was, hanging in this secret corner
Protected by the other, a pair as one.

Here they hung, shut away from prying eyes
Hidden in a dark, tiny closet in the wall
Afraid of being discovered,
Scared to face the world.
Twenty whole years had gone by
And in this modest part of the universe
They belonged as one, in complete communion
An unspoken pact written on two bloody shirts.





(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/cc0ae133.jpg)

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Post by: Cameron on March 03, 2007, 09:23:36 pm
What wonderful drabbles today!!!!
I just love this thread too!!!!!

Mind if go for another today?  It's like their starting to come out on their own

The Neighbor

(June 1988)

Ennis just sat alone in the trailer, just looking at the tv.  The picture was on but he really wasn’t seeing it.  He glanced over at the two bloody shirts, just where he put them, on the nail just the other day or so it seemed, but it was quite a while ago. There were no more tears as he glanced at them, the tears were all gone, just no more left.

He stepped outside of the trailer.  He could see his old neighbor, Jim or Tom, he kept forgetting his name.

“Hey Del Mar, ya wannna come over for a beer?”

Ennis looked down, but then he remembered, and went slowly walking towards the other trailer.
He got to the old man, who had stretched out his hand, but when he looked up at his face, he saw with a start something familiar, something that gave his heart a jolt.

He went inside, to the tidy well kept room.  The man took out two beers and opened one for Ennis.

“Why ya keep so much ta yourself?

Ennis mumbled, but didn’t answer.  He looked over at the pictures, all in a row on the tiny desk.  There was one of Jim or Tom, kept forgetting his name, as a much younger man, just standing there, with his arm around another young man.  The other man was wearing a vest.   Suddenly images of  Jack and the reunion kiss flashed in his mind. 

Jim or Tom, damn, can’t remember his name, then handed Ennis the beer. 

Ennis looked up and into his face, and suddenly he wasn’t so much older than the young man in the photo.

“Ya oughta come over once and a while”, he said with a big smile.

The vision of Jack kept flashing in front of his eyes, he barely heard his new friend say, “Ya sure don’t smile a lot, do ya?”

Ennis couldn’t help himself, something about him and the photos, and something he didn’t know at all, just helped that little seen smile make it onto his worn out face.

(351 words)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 03, 2007, 09:33:30 pm
  The paralellism of the past and present shadow is really good...  Corresponds to something in my experience... so it gives me goose bumps...  -thanks.

Thank you.   :)   
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 03, 2007, 09:34:59 pm
I didn't want your muse to think I was being pushy!  LOL!!! 


C*, a story in your hands couldn't be merely "normal!"   :)

Marie

Marie, you keep me smiling all day.    ;)

C*
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Post by: TH on March 03, 2007, 11:34:50 pm
An unspoken pact written on two bloody shirts.

  Great line...  It just resonates inside... 

thanks
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 04, 2007, 12:08:48 am
Bobby Twist wakes up and opens  his eyes, as his dad calls ,from the door
to his room.
"Bobby, son, time to git up..Time for breakfast.  Gotta get dressed, and get outta here.. Im making your breakfast.  Whatda want."
"I want pancakes dad.  The kind with bananas, bananas, and pecans."
"Ok I can do that.  Pancakes wiith bananas, and pecans, it is."
Jack saunters on into the kitchen.Grabs A bowl.  He is reminded of breakfasts with his mama.  He has had a million breakfasts
It seems,  this is just one of the many, he can remember.  He always
has a breakfast of some kind.  Some days it is a sweet roll, or a donut.  He can pick up, on his way to work.  Some days it is a nice fresh omlette,
filled with ham, bacon and sausage with cheese.  A bit of salsa on the
side.  Other times its leftover beans and bacon. " Just one way to mark the
many ways, a man can count his lifetime. Good as any other i spose."  He figures.
"Dad do i have to wear those tennies, mama put out for me to wear?  "Why,
whats wrong with them?"  "Nothings wrong with them."  "Just wanta wear
my boots, like yours? "  "Sure son, you can wear your boots.  If mama says
anything, i'll just tell her I said it was ok." 
"Now finish up your pancakes, we got to get going..I have to get you to school, and head on out to work."  Ive got a lot to do today, before i get
ready to leave."  "I will be back in time to pick you up after school." "We
have time, we can pick up that ball glove you been wantin,"
Jack bends over, picking up Bobbys backpack.  He hands it off to him, and
scurries him out the door. .Grabbing his keys as he passes the entry table.
Bobby sits on the couch with his head down, and watches his mama,
pacing with a cigarette.  Her eyes are red, and she is trying not to shake
But he knows that she is on the edge of collapse.. He remembers the way
his daddy used to fix his morning breakfasts.    Chauffer him off to
school, and be back to pick him up after.  It was their time alone.  A time
they would have no longer.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 04, 2007, 05:04:16 am


    I know this is an odd happening, posting two different drabbles, just the same ,,,you may say...but they are different,, I couldnt figure which one should have been the decision, now there are two.. You can choose the
one that you think should have been posted...or neither one if that is your choice....                                                                    janice
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Post by: Penthesilea on March 04, 2007, 08:35:16 am

The Neighbor

(June 1988)

Ennis just sat alone in the trailer, just looking at the tv.  The picture was on but he really wasn’t seeing it.  He glanced over at the two bloody shirts, just where he put them, on the nail just the other day or so it seemed, but it was quite a while ago. There were no more tears as he glanced at them, the tears were all gone, just no more left.

He stepped outside of the trailer.  He could see his old neighbor, Jim or Tom, he kept forgetting his name.

“Hey Del Mar, ya wannna come over for a beer?”

.....

Ennis looked down, but then he remembered, “Ya oughta come over once and a while”, he said with a big smile.

The vision of Jack kept flashing in front of his eyes, he barely heard his new friend say, “Ya sure don’t smile a lot, do ya?”

Ennis couldn’t help himself, something about him and the photos, and something he didn’t know at all, just helped that little seen smile make it onto his worn out face.

(351 words)


Oh Marlen, this is my favourite drabble of the past few days. It warms my heart.

I love all the drabbles inspired by the shirts. Great idea to use them for a prompt. Although there have been made many, many drabbles/snippets about the shirts over at LJ, they didn't fail to evoke new angles and perspectives on them. What a strong image they are.
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 04, 2007, 08:46:03 am
Oh, what wonderful drabbles yesterday! This is such a creative thread, I just love it...

Okay, the movie iconography was very inspiring to folks yesterday, so let's try it again, with some specific quotes. Let's see what these bring forth:


L
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Post by: TH on March 04, 2007, 08:56:38 am
Although there have been made many, many drabbles/snippets about the shirts over at LJ, they didn't fail to evoke new angles and perspectives on them. What a strong image they are.

  Hmmm...  The point may be arguable... it seemed that that was the climax of both the movie and the book...  It seemed to me no coincidence that the shirts were in a closet and that that is where Ennis found them and connected to them...  It seemed the imagery was inescapable...  -smile
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 04, 2007, 09:03:16 am
“Boys like you,” said Ennis, running his hand down Jack’s flank, feeling the suppleness of his muscles.

“What d’ya mean, ‘boys like you’?”

“Ya know, queer.”

“Yer queer.”

Ennis chuckled. “Okay then, boys like me.”

“Yer hardly a boy.”

“Men like me, then.”

“Men like you.”

“Men like us.

“Men like us, but I don’t want another man. I only want you.”

“A man for you.”

“My man.”

“Yer lover?”

“My husband,” said Jack softly, reaching for Ennis’s hand.

(79 words)
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Post by: Penthesilea on March 04, 2007, 10:05:48 am
  Hmmm...  The point may be arguable...

Hunh? What is arguable?


Quote
...  It seemed to me no coincidence that the shirts were in a closet and that that is where Ennis found them and connected to them...  It seemed the imagery was inescapable...  -smile

Completely agree with you (therefore I don't know what you meant with arguable?).
Maybe I was unclear. I meant that although stories about the shirts have been done numerous times (over at LJ), peoples crativity here on BM didn't fail to bring new POVs to them yesterday on this thread.
Respectively take the symbol of "two bloody shirts" and make something different from it (like in the story with Cassie and the black and white movie). Different, but still reminiscent of the story/movie. I love all the creativity on this thread.
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Post by: TH on March 04, 2007, 10:21:25 am
Hunh? What is arguable?

  I prolly wasn't clear...  What may be arguable is that the closet scene with the shirts is the climax of the movie/book...  I think it was... but others may not agree.  The closet imagery can't be lost on ppl that Ennis connects with Jack when he finds the shirts, that Mrs. Twist knew there were there and wanted him to see... and then, probably, have. 

  It seems that we all have our 'closets'... where unrecognized or unrealized parts of us are hidden...  Acknowledgement of the shadow in our lives is often a hard process to undertake and accomplish but its necessary because those shadow areas hold massive amounts of our personal resources.  Freeing those resources up so we can live our lives... is, I think, one of the main themes in/of the movie.  Just my take on it though...  -smile. 
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Post by: mariez on March 04, 2007, 12:31:51 pm

Complete communion ..
Lucise, that title alone said it all - lovely, as always.

Mind if go for another today?  It's like their starting to come out on their own

The Neighbor

That must be a great feeling, Marleen - and it shows in your writing!


    I know this is an odd happening, posting two different drabbles,  .....

Janice, I enjoy reading all of your drabbles - the goodness of your heart shines through every one of them.


.   .   .
“Men like us, but I don’t want another man. I only want you.”

“A man for you.”

“My man.”

“Yer lover?”

“My husband,” said Jack softly, reaching for Ennis’s hand.

Oh, Leslie - you really know how to push my buttons.  Happy Sigh.

Thanks, drabblers
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on March 04, 2007, 12:57:02 pm
Oh Marlen, this is my favourite drabble of the past few days. It warms my heart.

I am so, so glad.  Thank you, and thank you also for your kind words about the the black and white movie drabbe.

I do appreciate it so much.

Marl
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Post by: Cameron on March 04, 2007, 01:18:15 pm
I guess this is a sort of a real preview for "Another Side of the Story" but with prompts.

The Question

(November 1982)
Cassie was talking to the old women at the store.  She always asks Cassie how she’s doing, if she is eating enough, but she also asks her other things.

“Hey, honey, don’t ya think its time for ya to get married?”

Cassie didn’t even look up.

“Ya ought to get married, have a couple a babies, sure is some sweet life, takin care of them sweet little ones”  said the old women, as her hand went to her dress, where she kept the picture of the one she lost with her always.
Cassie rushed out to the street.

‘Hey beautiful, doncha wanna come over?”
“Honey, why don’t ya come over and show me ya…”

Cassie rushed away, she hated passing by those fellas who just stayed out on the street, drinking all day, never shutting their slop bucket mouths.

Cassie made it to her little car. She hated it when they asked, when they started to talk about her getting married.  She knew that they meant well, but it felt like a knife cutting through her.  What did they think, that she didn’t want to?

She decided that she would take her chance.

Ennis came over for dinner.  She cooked it and made it especially nice, venison with those little potatoes.  But they ate in silence as usual.  She began talking about her friends, all married now, about what the lady said at the store.

“I told ya, I just don’t wanna talk about getting married, not now.” Ennis said with his face turning angry and red.

“Then when?”

“Don’t know”

Cassie felt the tears coming, “Why is it that I always end up with boys like you?”

Ennis gave her a look, a look that felt like a shot through her heart.  He got up and looked like he was moving toward her, his arm outstretched.  But then he sat back down, sat there for a while, then the put on his hat and walked out the door.

Cassie didn’t move for hours, just sat there staring at the door.

(346 words)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 04, 2007, 03:43:31 pm
     Jack and Ennis are in the tent, they have had a fitful night.  Jack blinks back the tears that are flowing from his eyes, but he is facing toward the back..Ennis can't tell that he is quietly sobbing.  He just lays back to back facing out the barely open flap.
     Ennis cannot speak, and Jack refuses to at this point.  It seems like just one more time they have gotten no place.  No understanding, and no new arrangement.  No sweet life, nothin.
     Jack is getting to the point where he figures, Ennis doesn't want the sweet life.  He figures that the ideas he has are just so much slop, coming out of his mouth.    Jack is getting desperate.  His attempts have just been slammed yet again.  He wonders why he even continues to return, trip after trip.  Ennis doesn't seem to give a damn, anyhow.
     Ennis at last turns toward him.  His voice now also, fraught with unshed tears.  He is on the edge of the cliff, making the legs ready to give that final leap.  He is going over the cliff.  "Jack  you wake?  You wake?  I have been wonderin.  You think boys like us, could make it.  Make it nowdays, with all them people out there?  The ones carrying those tire irons? Ill tell you the truth.  I got my doubts, and thats no lie.  But all I know.  And I know this, if I don't know nothin else.  I can't go on like this.  I can't stand it no more. We gotta do somethin, we gotta fix it.
    " Jack, you hearin me?  "Yeah cowboy," he says voice barely above a whisper.  "I hear ya."   
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 04, 2007, 05:38:31 pm
Mid April 1988 Ennis and Jack are up early preparing their usual hearty breakfast, today potato pancakes with onion and garlic simmering in olive oil, sausage, eggs and homemade biscuits from a large batch of dough made once a week. Both standing on the counter, Jack is slicing fresh cantaloupe, Ennis at the frying pan.

“Hey Ennis, know what coming on ta next month?”

Ennis focusing on the potatoes. “Nope…can’t imagine.”

“Ya have no idea?….nothing?”

“Nope”

“Ennis …what year is it?”

“Accordin’ at that calendar in the wall its 1988, thought you’d know that”

“Ennis….Don’t ya know…” Jack take the bowel of fruit to the table and sits down. Ennis turns off the stove, takes the plate with the potatoes and one the eggs and sausage to the table, sits across from Jack. Ennis looks back at him.

“What is it Jack?…what’s got your britches in a bunch?

“Next month…next month be 25 years since we met up, working up at Brokeback.”

“Damn!….25 years!…..don’t seem possible….Seems like a lot more happen’d than work.” Ennis laughs.

“Is why you’s sittin’ there across from me.” Jack smiles back at Ennis. “Sure enough is. Ennis I was thinking’, this calls fer a calibration, get ourselves all dressed up real sharp, mebe even get ourselves new suits, eat up in a nice restaurant, and then….”

“Hotel!…..New suits!” Ennis look back at Jack with apprehension.

“Yeah we can stay in Denver! Hell we go ever couple of months anyway….have us a real fancy dinner, get ourselves some real nice suits, none of that cowboy honky-tonk sh..t, we can stay in a nice hotel. We’re goin’ at make a trip there next couple a weeks anyway, we can go see that new movie “Young Guns” then pick out a pair of real sharp suits to celebrate in, go back next month dressed at the nines fer the big day.

Ennis looks wide eyed. “Sound like it might cost a lot.”

“Ennis, this is big, 25 years! Be worth every penny. We’ll get us a real nice room….not like that fleabag we were at in Riverton.”

“Don’t remember ya mindin’ so much.” Ennis grins.

“You neither.”

Ennis look intently at Jack just a hint of fear on his face. “Jack, you ….you really want too…stay….”

“Yeah Ennis I do…I would like that. Don’t worry it’ll be ok…you’ll see.” Jack starts in on his eggs.

“Alright….Jack…if that’s what ya want…” Ennis looks down at his plate begins eating enjoying his meal.

Jack grins back at Ennis, then to his plate.. “Thing is don’t know the exact date… that we met…so I thought we’d just pick…..”

“May 9th.”

“What? ” Jack looks up at Ennis.

“May 9th…it was May 9th. ” Ennis mouth full still on his meal.

What?…you mean?”

“Yup….May 9th…was a Thursday.”

“You’re sure?”

Ennis reach back pulls out his wallet, opens it. In a plastic sleeve next to photos of his daughters he takes out a worn piece note pad folded in quarters with advertising letter head:, carefully unfolds it, hands it to Jack. Jack reads:

Shayde Seed & Feed

11255 State Highway 789

Riverton, WY 82501

(307) 856-5543


Mr. Joe Agguire

135 E. Main street

Signal

Thursday , May 9 8.00 o’clock
“So Ennis …You saved this all these years?” Jack feeling the depth of this revelation.

“Eat up food getting’ cold.” Ennis looks back down at his plate spearing a sausage with his fork.

“Ennis ya had….”

“Had with me when I went at Signal…musta just left it….”

“Fer 25 years!”

“Don’t mean nothing’ ….can’t a fella carry an old piece of paper in his wallet….Huh?…Did have no place else ta put up at Brockback….Just never cleaned it out is all….now eat up.”

“Ennis, that’s the wallet I got ya fer your birthday couple of years ago, remember when ya turned 42 couple of years ago, forty two! Let’s see that would make you….”

“What is this math day….Huh?….What year is it?….How old am I? ….Sides ya got a couple of months on me, we were both born in 1944. Come on now eat up….foods gonna get cold.” Ennis shovels a large piece of potato in his mouth.

“The wallet before you birthday one was old but it wasn’t the same as ya had up on Broke…”

“So a man can’t carry something’ in his private wallet….without a body getting’ all worked up……Huh?
Sides it was ….was ….” Ennis looks down.

“Was what Ennis.” Jack said pushing against his knee, more serious. “You c’n tell me….s ‘alright”

“Was the only thing I had left….that summer that we was …only thing I could take out…and…look at…to know I was really there…that…..we…I’m mean didn’t even know if I’d ever ….if I’d ever see ya again…Damn you Jack Twist!” Ennis’s eyes shut tight, biting his lower lip, eyes starting to fill.

Jack rises from his chair goes to Ennis pulls his face to his side. Ennis knife and fork in each hand still in a charade of trying to eat, leans hard into Jack. Jack gently holds Ennis’s head running his hand through his hair leans down and kisses the top of his head burying his face on Ennis.

“Ennis….Ennis look …this note getting’ all beat up in yer wallet, this…this is… important…we should frame it. That be ok ….with you?”

Ennis responds with a barely perceptible affirmative nod.

“Look, we could put it in in that picture we have of us in our room, in the corner , still see our faces . That be alright?”

Ennis gathering up some bravado. “Go ahead, do whatever ya want….just an old piece of paper….just….just don’t loose it Jack.”

“Don’t worry none, put it in there right now, be safe”

“Your food…”

“Only take a sec, just bend the tabs, be right back.”

Ennis wipes his eyes, gets up takes Jack plate to the stove, turns it on to about 220 degrees, sets it in.

In their room Jack hangs up the picture, stands back admiring his handiwork. Just a simple photo, two smiling men arm in arm in the mountains taken on their first trip in the Colorado Rockies after they moved to the ranch, now with a tattered handwritten note in the corner that lead Ennis to him so long ago, looking back in silent testimony through the journey of their lives in a wooden frame. Tear rolling down his cheek Jack remembers what he himself took ,saved and protected from their days at Brokeback.

“Jack! Are ya coming in here an eat er ya gonna stay in there hangin’ pictures all day! Gotta a lot a work at do today.”

“Coming Ennis .” Jack wipes his face with the back of his hand walks back to the kitchen, runs the same hand down Ennis’s face, then across his shoulders as he sits down. In silence, only the sounds of forks and knifes on plates, jeans and boots entwined, two cowboys relish their meal and companionship.
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Post by: TH on March 04, 2007, 06:40:00 pm
....

britches in a bunch?

“What is this math day….Huh?….

jeans and boots entwined, two cowboys relish their meal and companionship.

  What a hoot - these lines...  -smile....  and then at the last - real good...

thanks
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Post by: Lumière on March 04, 2007, 07:27:56 pm
Whoa! So many drabbles ..  :D
I hope to catch up later tonight!.. (Who needs chores anyway?  :-\)

Cheers everyone for keeping the thread kickin'!  :)
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Post by: mariez on March 04, 2007, 09:54:05 pm
I guess this is a sort of a real preview for "Another Side of the Story" but with prompts.

The Question
.  .  .
Cassie felt the tears coming, “Why is it that I always end up with boys like you?”

Ennis gave her a look, a look that felt like a shot through her heart.  He got up and looked like he was moving toward her, his arm outstretched.  But then he sat back down, sat there for a while, then the put on his hat and walked out the door.

Cassie didn’t move for hours, just sat there staring at the door.

Marleen, it's so clever how you applied these prompts to Cassie's life (and so seamlessly).  Are you planning on using this in your story?  It's really great - as is your fic!


.   .  .
   "D'ya wanna look for a place?  I c'n work it at the first... Dunno about that sweet life y'r always talkin' about. 

   Jack stopped breathin'.

   "I dunno if it will work, Jack.  I just can't live like ~this~ anymore."

If only . . . really nice, TH.


. . . I can't stand it no more. We gotta do somethin, we gotta fix it.

Great turn of phrase, Janice.


.  .  .
“Yup….May 9th…was a Thursday.”

“You’re sure?”

Ennis reach back pulls out his wallet, opens it. In a plastic sleeve next to photos of his daughters he takes out a worn piece note pad folded in quarters with advertising letter head . . .
.   .  .
In their room Jack hangs up the picture, stands back admiring his handiwork. Just a simple photo, two smiling men arm in arm in the mountains taken on their first trip in the Colorado Rockies after they moved to the ranch, now with a tattered handwritten note in the corner that lead Ennis to him so long ago, looking back in silent testimony through the journey of their lives in a wooden frame. Tear rolling down his cheek Jack remembers what he himself took ,saved and protected from their days at Brokeback.

Oh, this was terrific -  I want more!!!!  Do they get new suits?  Go to Denver?  What's the hotel like?  What does Ennis think of it all? 


. . . (Who needs chores anyway?  :-\)

LOL!! That's what I always ask myself.

Great drabble day, drabblers - thanks!
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on March 04, 2007, 11:46:38 pm
Marleen, it's so clever how you applied these prompts to Cassie's life (and so seamlessly).  Are you planning on using this in your story?  It's really great - as is your fic!

Marie

I just don't know how to thank you anymore.  Your beyond the best :)

Your question, I will know for sure when I get there, can't wait, but I am convinced that Cassie was the one who did say 'boys like you' first.  After all the lake scene when Ennis said it was only a few months after this happened.  Now the question is  exactly what did Cassie mean by 'boys like you'.....?

Marl

Great drabbles today, as usual


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Post by: MaineWriter on March 05, 2007, 07:23:59 am
Good morning all,

Monday morning prompts....


Leslie
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 05, 2007, 08:01:02 am
Good morning all,

  • Brussels
Leslie

 :laugh:  :laugh:  :laugh:

This will be interesting...
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 05, 2007, 08:56:28 am
    Ennis reluctantly opens his eyes.  He can barely stand to open them just
the slighest sliver.  The sun is bright even this early.  Its very cold and even
if they are getting into the middle of summer.  Up here, in the clear blue of the hights it still leaves the grass and plants, with a sheen of frost.  He rolls out of his tent, more than stands.  He looks around to check the surroundings.  He sees the horse hasn't wandered far.  That'll be just the shortest of walks to retrieve him.. The sheep seem to be just rising as well.  It was a rather peaceful night as the routine goes up here.  Only had to get
up two times, to check for the coyotes.  The dogs had already warned them
off before he got his boots on.  Those dogs are sure a blessin from god, he
thinks.  I never really understood the sayin, dog days of summer like this
afore.  But for me it will always mean the helpin from these beautiful, and hard working animals.  They are keen of eye, and quick of foot..A beautiful thing to see as they go about their daily chores...Fine animals for sure..
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 05, 2007, 10:02:50 am
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Thanksgiving, 1976

“Ya know, Jack, there are only two of us.”

“Yeah, so?”

“Well, that looks like a helluva big turkey for two people.”

“Just fourteen pounds. We’ll have lots for leftovers.”

Ennis looked dubious. “If you say so. What’s this?” he asked, holding up a small green vegetable.

“Brussels sprouts. My mama always made em for Thanksgivin’.”

“Never heard of em. It looks like a lil cabbage.”

Jack laughed. “Yeah, it does. What did yer family have for Thanksgivin’ dinner?”

Ennis thought for a minute. “Well, turkey and stuffin’, a course, with gravy and cranberry sauce. And creamed onions and green beans. No brussels sprouts though.”

“How did yer mama make the green beans?”

“In a casserole, with mushroom soup and those lil crunchy onion bits. Alma made em the same way.”

“I had a feelin’,” said Jack, as he opened the cabinet. He pulled out a can of Durkee’s French Fried Onion Rings and handed it to Ennis. “I’m makin’ em that way for you, too.”

Ennis turned the can over in his hand, then smiled at Jack. “You really do take good care a me.”

“I’m tryin’.”

(195 words)



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Post by: belbbmfan on March 05, 2007, 10:17:58 am
Brussels sprouts, i should have known  ::)




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Post by: Scott6373 on March 05, 2007, 10:18:34 am
He stayed in the small darkened space between the buildings for a long while, but no other passed by.  After the pain and wrenching subsided, he raised is head, the flop sweat soaking the collar of his shirt.  Reluctant to leave the cool, safe refuge he had found, he raised his whole body upright, yet couldn’t quite seem to straighten out the slump in his posture that had begun the day he and Jack were told that their summer was over.  Regardless, he had a long way to go and a short amount of time to get there before the heat of these August days was such that continued progress would be foolish.

Somewhere near the noon hour, he paused in his progress to survey his view.  There was nothing of value left in his vision, a situation that mirrored the state of his soul.  He had gone too far. The high heat was upon him, and there was nowhere to hide from it.

The old truck lumbered over the slight incline that Ennis had just overcome.  He turned to stick his thumb out, but the truck was already slowing to a halt near him.  As the vehicle pulled alongside him, he leaned into the passenger window.

“How far ya goin’?”  Ennis asked

“Far as I can get, I s’pose,” said the old man who was operating the even older truck.  “Hop in.  Might as well have company.”  Not needing to be told twice, Ennis nodded, and opened the door to get it.  As he did, a dog, which he had not noticed in the truck bed, awoke and growled threateningly through the small cab window.  “Hush now Serious.”  The dog complied.  “Sorry bout that.  Dog gets cranky in the bad heat.”

Ennis pulled himself into the truck and shut the door.  “S’okay, I ain’t much likin’ the heat myself.”

“Yep, these are the dog days young man.  The real dog days of summer.  Ya know I can still remember my mama prayin' for these days back when I was a little one.  She used to say, when the dog days come, the harvest is soon.  I can still hear her prayin’…’Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades, or loose the bands of Orion? Canst thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season? or canst thou guide Arcturus with his sons? Knowest thou the ordinances of heaven?’...My mama was a strange woman.”

Ennis let the old mans rants fade away, as the pain in his gut returned.

(417 words)
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 05, 2007, 10:32:35 am
Those dogs are sure a blessin from god, he thinks.  I never really understood the sayin, dog days of summer like this
afore.  But for me it will always mean the helpin from these beautiful, and hard working animals.  They are keen of eye, and quick of foot..A beautiful thing to see as they go about their daily chores...Fine animals for sure..

nice work Janice, and perfect with the picture Leslie posted of Ennis with the blue heelers on the Heath Heath Heath thread
http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,1179.1680.html
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 05, 2007, 10:34:03 am


   Wow scott ,,just wow..very profound, and somehow humerous as well, though i dont exactly know why.... I really enjoyed that.
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 05, 2007, 10:34:17 am
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Thanksgiving, 1976

Ennis turned the can over in his hand, then smiled at Jack. “You really do take good care a me.”

“I’m tryin’.”

(195 words)



Ow, Jack you're more than trying! Can you follow up on that dinner Leslie?  :)
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 05, 2007, 10:37:11 am
   The dog days of summer seemed to be stretching on and on this year.  Eight fifteen in the morning, standing at the checkout in the grocery, and already it was up over 90. 

   "Those cabbages ain't worth buyin', Jack."  He ran a tentative finger across his lips...

   "They's brussells sprouts!  ...  ...  But you knew that, didn't ya?"

   "Sorta...  "

   Jack just shook his head.  "Sometimes, Ennis, sometimes."


LOL! I agree Ennis, Brussels sprouts in the summer? Never!
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 05, 2007, 10:54:22 am
He stayed in the small darkened space between the buildings for a long while, but no other passed by.  After the pain and wrenching subsided, he raised is head, the flop sweat soaking the collar of his shirt.  Reluctant to leave the cool, safe refuge he had found, he raised his whole body upright, yet couldn’t quite seem to straighten out the slump in his posture that had begun the day he and Jack were told that their summer was over.  Regardless, he had a long way to go and a short amount of time to get there before the heat of these August days was such that continued progress would be foolish.

Somewhere near the noon hour, he paused in his progress to survey his view.  There was nothing of value left in his vision, a situation that mirrored the state of his soul.  He had gone too far. The high heat was upon him, and there was nowhere to hide from it.


I always thought about the wind and snow as resembling the unforgiving Wyoming climate, crushing down on Ennis. I really liked how you describe the heat doing just that. 'the heat was upon him and there was nowhere to hide' ...

Beautifully done Scott, once again.  :)
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Post by: mariez on March 05, 2007, 11:45:37 am
.  .  . I never really understood the sayin, dog days of summer like this afore.  But for me it will always mean the helpin from these beautiful, and hard working animals.  They are keen of eye, and quick of foot..A beautiful thing to see as they go about their daily chores...Fine animals for sure..

How perfectly Ennis, Janice.  He does love his horses.


Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Thanksgiving, 1976
.   .  .
Ennis turned the can over in his hand, then smiled at Jack. “You really do take good care a me.”

“I’m tryin’.”

I've had my visit to the Lazy L - my headache is gone and all is right with the world.   :)  (And, yes, I was waiting for brussel sprouts  :laugh:)


. .  . There was nothing of value left in his vision, a situation that mirrored the state of his soul.  He had gone too far.  .   .   .

Where is the emoticon that denotes "shaking head in wonder and awe"?  I'd use it for everything you write, Scott. (And I loved the dog's name  :))


   The dog days of summer seemed to be stretching on and on this year.  Eight fifteen in the morning, standing at the checkout in the grocery, and already it was up over 90. 

   "Those cabbages ain't worth buyin', Jack."  He ran a tentative finger across his lips...

   "They's brussells sprouts!  ...  ...  But you knew that, didn't ya?"

   "Sorta...  "

   Jack just shook his head.  "Sometimes, Ennis, sometimes."

Short, sweet, and very funny!   :laugh:


You guys are the best,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 05, 2007, 01:58:20 pm
Morning all!  :)



Sweet lips ..

Jack held onto Ennis’ hand for support.  He could feel the weight of the man on top of him, and Ennis’ left hand clutching the back of his shirt for dear life.  The peaceful silence of the moonlit night was interrupted by the sound of heavy breathing coming from the tent and the thumps of Jack’s fist slamming the cold ground.  He felt so close to the edge, his vision grew blurry.  He finally let go when he heard Ennis’ loud moan and felt him spill his seed deep inside him; his knees gave way.

He heard the thud of Ennis’ belt buckle hitting the ground as he landed on the bedroll beside him.  They were both out of breath.  Ennis lay on his back, his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling with heavy intakes of breath.  Jack pulled up his pants and located his coat lying in a corner of the tent.  He lay down facing Ennis, propping himself up on an elbow.  He managed a little smile when he noticed that Ennis had fallen asleep with his jeans still around his thighs.

Jack was grateful for the steady stream of moonlight pouring in through the flap of the tent.  He studied Ennis’ face – the soft blond curls, the sleeping eyes, and the curve of his slightly-parted lips as he snored softly.  At that moment, he knew nothing would ever be the same again.  He lowered his head cautiously and placed a light kiss on Ennis’ lips, the sleeping man did not stir.  He brought his head down to the bedroll, quietly whispering to himself, “G’night, sweet lips..”

(~ 271 words)




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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 05, 2007, 02:58:14 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Thanksgiving, 1976

“Ya know, Jack, there are only two of us.”

“Yeah, so?”

“Well, that looks like a helluva big turkey for two people.”

“Just fourteen pounds. We’ll have lots for leftovers.”

Ennis looked dubious. “If you say so. What’s this?” he asked, holding up a small green vegetable.

“Brussels sprouts. My mama always made em for Thanksgivin’.”

“Never heard of em. It looks like a lil cabbage.”

Jack laughed. “Yeah, it does. What did yer family have for Thanksgivin’ dinner?”

Ennis thought for a minute. “Well, turkey and stuffin’, a course, with gravy and cranberry sauce. And creamed onions and green beans. No brussels sprouts though.”

“How did yer mama make the green beans?”

“In a casserole, with mushroom soup and those lil crunchy onion bits. Alma made em the same way.”

“I had a feelin’,” said Jack, as he opened the cabinet. He pulled out a can of Durkee’s French Fried Onion Rings and handed it to Ennis. “I’m makin’ em that way for you, too.”

Ennis turned the can over in his hand, then smiled at Jack. “You really do take good care a me.”

“I’m tryin’.”

(195 words)






aaawww, I just love how your boys take care of each other.   :D

C*
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 05, 2007, 03:02:36 pm

aaawww, I just love how your boys take care of each other.   :D

C*

Oh, C*, you're another wonderful cheerleader, just like Marie. Maybe she'll lend you her pom poms?

L
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 05, 2007, 03:09:13 pm
Oh, C*, you're another wonderful cheerleader, just like Marie. Maybe she'll lend you her pom poms?

L

lol   I've seen  a smiley with pom poms over on another site. 
I wonder if it will work here.    hhhhmmm              &**)

Edited to add:   Nope, it didn't work.    lol
Guess I have to borrow Marie's.    hehehe     ;)

C*
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Post by: Lumière on March 05, 2007, 03:14:00 pm
Edited to add:   Nope, it didn't work.    lol
Guess I have to borrow Marie's.    hehehe     ;)


In any case .. Cheers ladies!  ;D

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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 05, 2007, 03:19:25 pm
In any case .. Cheers ladies!  ;D

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LOL     PERFECT!!!      :D
Thank you, Lu.   :)

C*
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 05, 2007, 04:10:52 pm
Variety 



Saturday, August 16, 1969  4:32 p.m.


“Guess I gotta move first, huh?”  Jack questioned, hat pulled low over his eyes, arms folded comfortably across his stomach, right hand holding Ennis’ left one, occasionally moving just long enough to stroke first up and then down Ennis’ long arm, before coming to rest once again on his stomach, re-claiming Ennis’ hand, stroking the palm, tugging on the fingers. 

“Yup.”

“Okay…thinkin ‘bout movin now…”

“uuhhuumm.”

“Damn, Ennis…don’t wanna move!” Jack groaned, shifting sideways, burying his cheek into Ennis’ chest, drawing up his legs, reaching around with his arm to wrap around Ennis’ waist, all the while curling up tightly inside the safety of Ennis’ strong legs, wrapped securely around his entire body. 

Ennis smiled into Jack’s hair, pressing his lips back and forth across the soft, dark waves. 

“Don’t know why folks call these the dog days of summer no how.  I feel more like a cat right now.”  Jack sighed.  “Feel like I could just curl up and nap for seventeen hours outa the day.”

“Think ya already done that, Bud.”  Ennis chuckled.   

Jack tickled Ennis on his right side.

“Fuck, stop that…” Ennis squirmed, laughing, pulling Jack up and forward into his long strong arms.   

“Gettin hungry, Rodeo?”

“Yeah, I’m always hungry.”  Jack winked.  “Gonna make you up a real nice supper, friend.”

“hhhmmm.  Sure ‘bout that?”  Ennis’ eyes laughed and twinkled.  “Don’t know about that shit you cooked yesterday.  Nobody in their right mind brings canned brussel sprouts on a fishin trip.  Damn, that is one scary-lookin vegetable.”   

“Thought I was being creative…ya know…variety bein’ the spice a life, and all that shit.”
“Don’t need no variety, Jack.”  Ennis sighed, hovering over the man’s lips.  “Got everythin I need for these trips, right here.”

“Me too, cowboy.  Me too.”

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Post by: mariez on March 05, 2007, 05:16:25 pm
In any case .. Cheers ladies!  ;D


 :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:  :laugh: :laugh:

Okay, I have dark hair so I'll be the one on the left.  You can be the, err . . . flexible one, C*!!!!   :laugh:
(And you can borrow my pom poms anytime!)

You guys are all insane - no wonder I love it here!

Thanks!
Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 05, 2007, 05:26:12 pm

 :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:  :laugh: :laugh:

Okay, I have dark hair so I'll be the one on the left.  You can be the, err . . . flexible one, C*!!!!   :laugh:
(And you can borrow my pom poms anytime!)

You guys are all insane - no wonder I love it here!

Thanks!
Marie


No problem, Marie.   lol

Back in the day, (before I got old)   ;)   I could do a full left split, clear down to the ground, so, piece a cake...I'll be the "other" one.    hehehe   ;)

We are a crazy bunch, aren't we?  Gotta love it.    ;)

C*
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Post by: Lumière on March 05, 2007, 06:05:19 pm

You guys are all insane - no wonder I love it here!

Thanks!
Marie

Insanity loves company, Marie! 
We're happy to have ya here!  ;D
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Cameron on March 05, 2007, 06:23:50 pm
I guess I am stuck on them, another preview.

The Summer Afternoon
August 1981

Cassie was lying on Ennis’s bed, in the trailer. It was hot, real hot.  She was just wearing a big white t-shirt. She couldn’t remember whose it was, James or Tim’s.  The fan was on the bed, but it was just blowing hot air onto her.  It was so hot, even for the dog days of summer.

Cassie heard what sounded like a whimper.  She looked over at Ennis.  He was sitting on the chair, his skin flushed, and the sweat covering him glistening in the sun that streamed in from the window.

Cassie got up from the bed.  She went towards him and began stroking his hair.  She kissed him gently on his damp head, but he just sat there.

 “Why don’t we go for a drive”, she murmured.  He took her hand and held it briefly to his lips.
   
They washed their burning faces and put on fresh clothes.  They went out to the truck and Cassie tossed aside the magazine that she left the other day.  It was one of those house magazines.  Cassie had stared at the picture of the old stone house with the gardens and the hills behind it.  Brussels it said.  She never heard of such a place before.
 
“Let’s go up the mountain” Cassie said.
“No, not the mountains” Ennis replied.

They drove for a while, a hot breeze blowing through the open window.  Ennis headed towards the large tree covered hill, just at the foot of the mountain.

The got out and walked through the trees.  It was cooler here.  The wind rustled through the leaves and the birds call’s and cries echoed beyond them.

The walked for a while and finally came upon a stream.  The water was rushing and gurgling.  Ennis went towards it and got down on his knees.  He drank the cool water with his hands and splashed his face. Then he put his head down in his hands and began shaking and crying, it seemed, although Cassie heard only the rushing stream.

Cassie stood there helpless.  His body now racked with great silent heaves.  She had no idea what this was all about, and she had no idea what to do.  But suddenly the deep down ache in her heart grew larger, and then she was crying too.  She wanted to go over to him, and hold him and comfort him.  She wanted to feel him in her arms.  But instead she just stood there.

In a little while Ennis got up, Cassie took his hand, and they silently walked back to the truck.




Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 05, 2007, 07:24:12 pm

Sweet lips ..
. . .
Jack was grateful for the steady stream of moonlight pouring in through the flap of the tent.  He studied Ennis’ face – the soft blond curls, the sleeping eyes, and the curve of his slightly-parted lips as he snored softly.  At that moment, he knew nothing would ever be the same again.  He lowered his head cautiously and placed a light kiss on Ennis’ lips, the sleeping man did not stir.  He brought his head down to the bedroll, quietly whispering to himself, “G’night, sweet lips..”

This is heaven.  (And the new banner is awesome, btw - I'm embarrassed to tell you how much time I spent watching it!  :)) 



Variety 

Saturday, August 16, 1969  4:32 p.m.

“hhhmmm.  Sure ‘bout that?”  Ennis’ eyes laughed and twinkled.  “Don’t know about that shit you cooked yesterday.  Nobody in their right mind brings canned brussel sprouts on a fishin trip.  Damn, that is one scary-lookin vegetable.”   

“Thought I was being creative…ya know…variety bein’ the spice a life, and all that shit.”
“Don’t need no variety, Jack.”  Ennis sighed, hovering over the man’s lips.  “Got everythin I need for these trips, right here.”

“Me too, cowboy.  Me too.”

Eavesdropping on your guys is such a pleasure, C* - such natural humor along with the tenderness.


I guess I am stuck on them, another preview.

The Summer Afternoon
August 1981
.   .  .
Cassie stood there helpless.  His body now racked with great silent heaves.  She had no idea what this was all about, and she had no idea what to do.  But suddenly the deep down ache in her heart grew larger, and then she was crying too.  She wanted to go over to him, and hold him and comfort him.  She wanted to feel him in her arms.  But instead she just stood there.

This is so touching, Marl  - and I loved the part about the house magazines - I can picture her leafing through them . . . and wishing. 

Thanks kids!
Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Cameron on March 05, 2007, 09:04:15 pm
I had wriiten another earlier, it might be time to move away from C and E here, hope you don't mind that I am posting it.
A Summer Night

(August 1988)

Ennis turned on the fan on his bed, but it didn’t help in this heat. He couldn’t remember a time when it was this hot before, so hot even for the dog days of summer.  He washed his hot face, but the water wasn’t cold enough and it didn’t help. He went outside to the trailer, even in the dark, the wind was no relief from the heat. He saw a light, a flashing light.  He decided to go over.  He saw that it was Tom, his neighbor, lying on a plastic lawn bed, a flashlight in his hand, a magazine lying on his stomach.

“Whaddya readin’? Ennis asked.

“About all sorts of places” Tom said “like Brussels and Paris and all sorts of other places.”

“Ya ever been there?” Ennis asked.

“Na, but I sure wanna go, how ‘bout you?

“Nope” Ennis answered and he thought, ‘ya know, I don’t wanna go.’

Everyone else, Cassie, Junior and Jenny, always talked about all the fine places they wanted to see.  But Ennis looked through the darkness and the erratic light of the fireflies towards the mountain, dimly lit by the moon.

In this heat he recalled the cool, crisp nights, so different than this one, made so warm by the fires.  Both fires, the flickering campfire and the raging fire deep within them, burning so brightly and never needed any kindling at all.

The vision of Jack appeared before Ennis’s eyes, and he could almost feel the touch of Jack’s lips.  He knew where the only place that he really wanted to go to was.  Back in time to those cool, sweet nights up on the mountain, with Jack.

(284 words)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 05, 2007, 09:36:18 pm
. . .
In this heat he recalled the cool, crisp nights, so different than this one, made so warm by the fires.  Both fires, the flickering campfire and the raging fire deep within them, burning so brightly and never needed any kindling at all.

The vision of Jack appeared before Ennis’s eyes, and he could almost feel the touch of Jack’s lips.  He knew where the only place that he really wanted to go to was.  Back in time to those cool, sweet nights up on the mountain, with Jack.

Nice to see how inspired you are, Marl.  This was very, very nicely done.

Thanks again,
Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on March 06, 2007, 07:18:35 am
Good morning...

Our prompts today come from our wonderful supportive reader, Marie! Thanks for sharing...


Have fun...

L
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on March 06, 2007, 10:12:38 am
Signal, WY
Tuesday, May 7, 1963

If were gonna be workin’ together, we might as well start drinkin’ together.

Ennis sat at the bar, worrying the label off the bottle with his thumb. There were two empties in front of Jack; he’d been nursing his one beer for over an hour.

“Ya want another?”

Ennis looked down. He knew he had exactly $1.63 in his pocket. A beer cost a quarter and a pack of smokes was fifty cents. Damn, I’m hungry, he thought. What would a sandwich or a burger cost? Fifty, seventy-five cents? I don’t think I can afford another beer.

He fished the half-smoked cigarette out of his shirt pocket and put it between his lips. He nodded to Jack who pushed the lighter towards him and Ennis nodded again, his thanks silent.

Jack slid his gaze over the man next to him, taking in the big hands, worn and calloused, fingernails broken and bitten. But the line of his jaw, the set of his chin were determined and proud. Jack had a sudden urge to run his fingers along the other man’s cheek. Fighting temptation, he slid off the stool and went over to the vending machine by the door. He pumped in four quarters and received two packs of Marlboros in return.

He put the pack on the bar, pushing it gently towards Ennis with his index finger. Ennis looked at Jack, his brown eyes molten. “Thanks,” he said softly.

“Lemme buy ya a beer. Ya hungry?”

Ennis nodded and this time, Jack saw a ghost of a smile at the edge of his mouth.

Jack nodded to the bartender. “We’ll take another round. Ya got anythin’ ta eat?” Jack’s smiled broadened as he nodded toward Ennis. “This is my buddy. We’re gonna be workin’ together.”

Ennis nodded. “All summer.”

“All summer,” breathed Jack.

(310 words)

Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: TH on March 06, 2007, 10:56:44 am

Ennis looked at Jack, his brown eyes molten. “Thanks,” he said softly.


   Ahhh... ... and so it begins... 

  -real nice.  -thanks... 
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 06, 2007, 11:11:00 am
I had wriiten another earlier, it might be time to move away from C and E here, hope you don't mind that I am posting it.
A Summer Night

(August 1988)

Ennis turned on the fan on his bed, but it didn’t help in this heat. He couldn’t remember a time when it was this hot before, so hot even for the dog days of summer.  He washed his hot face, but the water wasn’t cold enough and it didn’t help. He went outside to the trailer, even in the dark, the wind was no relief from the heat. He saw a light, a flashing light.  He decided to go over.  He saw that it was Tom, his neighbor, lying on a plastic lawn bed, a flashlight in his hand, a magazine lying on his stomach.

“Whaddya readin’? Ennis asked.

“About all sorts of places” Tom said “like Brussels and Paris and all sorts of other places.”

“Ya ever been there?” Ennis asked.

“Na, but I sure wanna go, how ‘bout you?

“Nope” Ennis answered and he thought, ‘ya know, I don’t wanna go.’

Everyone else, Cassie, Junior and Jenny, always talked about all the fine places they wanted to see.  But Ennis looked through the darkness and the erratic light of the fireflies towards the mountain, dimly lit by the moon.

In this heat he recalled the cool, crisp nights, so different than this one, made so warm by the fires.  Both fires, the flickering campfire and the raging fire deep within them, burning so brightly and never needed any kindling at all.

The vision of Jack appeared before Ennis’s eyes, and he could almost feel the touch of Jack’s lips.  He knew where the only place that he really wanted to go to was.  Back in time to those cool, sweet nights up on the mountain, with Jack.

(284 words)


          Really really liked both of these dear.  They are the kind of writing i love.. They give the reader
a journey..One that you feel as well as learn from.  You could get that from both of these..thanks for
that.                                                                                              janice
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 06, 2007, 12:33:41 pm
     Ennis raises his head, and claps his hand to his eyes.  He pinches the bridge of his nose
with his thumb and forfinger.  His eyes are giant pits of pain.  He can't seem to focus his
mind.  Let alone hs vision, through the relentless hangover pain.  Man, I don't remember
having a headache like this, in a long time.  Then like a thunderbolt.  Realization hits him.  His
head was throbbing before, but that has now notched up, to the Sun.
     Ennis tries to open his eyes.  They are stubbornly refusing to obey.. His poor head is
hammering like a drum.  His eyes are blinded, but still he tries.  He starts to rise, and look around.  He glances down to where he is sitting..Now, "oh my God" when the truth hits him.
"What have I done?  What have we, done?"  "Oh fuck, oh God, oh God, oh God..."  and he
looks once more in Jacks direction.  He lays still and sleeping, and Ennis can see that his jeans
are still down to his knees.  Then he sees his own are still in the same place as well.  "Oh my
God, oh my God" the litany repeats again in his hammering brain. " What have I done, what have we done?" 
     Ennis rises and pulls his jeans up as he heads out through the tent flap.  He wishes he had
purchased those aspirins, that he passed on.  Because he only had $l.63. When he thought about buying them.. He is now on a mission to get back to those sheep, he knows that
he cannot face Jack at this time.  And as if thinking of the man has somehow summoned him.
Jack emerges from the tent.  He is disheveled and rather forlorn looking.  "Oh my God the
litany begins again."  Ennis tries to complete his job.  To ready Cigar Butt, to go back up the mountain.
He checks the 30-30 and returns it to the scabbard.  Jack walks tentatively towards where he
is now mounting the horse, and starts to turn.  Jack says softly, "see ya for supper."  Ennis completes the turn and only grunts in reply.  He is in such a stage of pain, and worry, and even
shame, til he has no other response.  He wonders what the future now will bring.  "I have
probably killed, the only real friendship, I have ever had.  I ever will have.  Oh, my God. " He,
tries to think. Through the relentless hangover he is carrying.  It now has a companion pain.
That has taken up residence, in the pit, of a sour stomach.  He doesn't know if the pain is
from the alcohol, or from the feeling of shame and betrayal.  "Oh God, oh God, oh God."  He
hurries up the trail, and finds the pain is now his constant companion.  He won't soon, escape this,
and he is pretty sure, that those aspirins weren't going to be a big help ,either.
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 06, 2007, 01:12:40 pm
Signal, WY
Tuesday, May 7, 1963

If were gonna be workin’ together, we might as well start drinkin’ together.

Ennis sat at the bar, worrying the label off the bottle with his thumb. There were two empties in front of Jack; he’d been nursing his one beer for over an hour.

“Ya want another?”

Ennis looked down. He knew he had exactly $1.63 in his pocket. A beer cost a quarter and a pack of smokes was fifty cents. Damn, I’m hungry, he thought. What would a sandwich or a burger cost? Fifty, seventy-five cents? I don’t think I can afford another beer.

He fished the half-smoked cigarette out of his shirt pocket and put it between his lips. He nodded to Jack who pushed the lighter towards him and Ennis nodded again, his thanks silent.

Jack slid his gaze over the man next to him, taking in the big hands, worn and calloused, fingernails broken and bitten. But the line of his jaw, the set of his chin were determined and proud. Jack had a sudden urge to run his fingers along the other man’s cheek. Fighting temptation, he slid off the stool and went over to the vending machine by the door. He pumped in four quarters and received two packs of Marlboros in return.

He put the pack on the bar, pushing it gently towards Ennis with his index finger. Ennis looked at Jack, his brown eyes molten. “Thanks,” he said softly.

“Lemme buy ya a beer. Ya hungry?”

Ennis nodded and this time, Jack saw a ghost of a smile at the edge of his mouth.

Jack nodded to the bartender. “We’ll take another round. Ya got anythin’ ta eat?” Jack’s smiled broadened as he nodded toward Ennis. “This is my buddy. We’re gonna be workin’ together.”

Ennis nodded. “All summer.”

“All summer,” breathed Jack.

(310 words)



:D    When Leslie is writing 'young canon,' the day just doesn't start off any better than that.    :)

C*
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 06, 2007, 01:18:27 pm
:D    When Leslie is writing 'young canon,' the day just doesn't start off any better than that.    :)

C*

Ah, thanks...

'Young canon,' interesting. It is also Lazy L Farm canon, because if you remember, Jack told Ennis he fell in love with him the day he met him. And this...he buys him cigarettes, he buys him lunch. Their first "date."

L
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 06, 2007, 01:20:04 pm
He checks the 30-30 and returns it to the scabbard.  Jack walks tentatively towards where he is now mounting the horse, and starts to turn.  Jack says softly, "see ya for supper."  Ennis completes the turn and only grunts in reply.  He is in such a stage of pain, and worry, and even shame, til he has no other response.  He wonders what the future now will bring.  "I have probably killed, the only real friendship, I have ever had.  I ever will have.  Oh, my God. " He, tries to think. Through the relentless hangover he is carrying.  It now has a companion pain.

That has taken up residence, in the pit, of a sour stomach.  He doesn't know if the pain is from the alcohol, or from the feeling of shame and betrayal.  "Oh God, oh God, oh God."  He hurries up the trail, and finds the pain is now his constant companion.  He won't soon, escape this, and he is pretty sure, that those aspirins weren't going to be a big help , either.


Janice,

This was beautiful.  
I swear I could feel Ennis' agony, feeling like he'd screwed up, lost his friend.  You made it very, very real.   So well done.   :)

C*
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 06, 2007, 01:21:27 pm
September 1967

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/JackredFord.jpg)

Ennis looks across the formica table at Jack, seated on the vinyl cushion of the booth at the K-Cafe in Riverton, couldn't keep from a ear to ear grin. He never thought he would see Jack again, be...with him, be looking into those eyes of his sharing this meal the breackfast special of chicken fried steak topped with  bacon, hash browns, country biscuts,fresh fruit, eggs, orange juice and milk.  Never thought this day would come, spending the next three whole days up in the Tetons, just him and Jack.

Ennis at first embarrassed to even look the waitress in the eye finally spoke up.."This here is my friend Jack Twist...from all the way in Texas. Hadn't seen him 'n four years"

When she laid the check down Ennis pick it up, total for the two specials with tax $1.63. Jack took it from him. "This one's on me...Come on...Time to git goin' cowboy." How good to hear those words this time.
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 06, 2007, 01:25:53 pm
Ah, thanks...

'Young canon,' interesting. It is also Lazy L Farm canon, because if you remember, Jack told Ennis he fell in love with him the day he met him. And this...he buys him cigarettes, he buys him lunch. Their first "date."

L

aahh,   I'd forgotten about that.    :D   
I just immediately thought 'canon' when I read it and got all warm and toasty.   :D
It totally works for this reader both ways.   ;)    lol
C*
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Post by: mariez on March 06, 2007, 02:00:53 pm
Signal, WY
Tuesday, May 7, 1963
.  .  .
Jack slid his gaze over the man next to him, taking in the big hands, worn and calloused, fingernails broken and bitten. But the line of his jaw, the set of his chin were determined and proud. Jack had a sudden urge to run his fingers along the other man’s cheek.  . . .

.... Ennis looked at Jack, his brown eyes molten. “Thanks,” he said softly.

Dang - that's brilliant, Leslie.  I was damn near swooning with these lines.  :) (and I love that "first date" thought).


     Ennis raises his head, and claps his hand to his eyes.  He pinches the bridge of his nose
with his thumb and forfinger.  His eyes are giant pits of pain.  He can't seem to focus his
mind.  Let alone hs vision, through the relentless hangover pain.  Man, I don't remember
having a headache like this, in a long time.  Then like a thunderbolt.  Realization hits him.  His
head was throbbing before, but that has now notched up, to the Sun.
     Ennis tries to open his eyes.  They are stubbornly refusing to obey.. His poor head is
hammering like a drum.  His eyes are blinded, but still he tries. .  .  .

. . . He hurries up the trail, and finds the pain is now his constant companion.  He won't soon, escape this,
and he is pretty sure, that those aspirins weren't going to be a big help ,either.

What a hangover description, Janice (I was starting to get a headache myself just reading it LOL!).  Really loved those last lines about pain being his companion and no escape.  Great job!


September 1967
.  .  .
When she laid the check down Ennis pick it up, total for the two specials with tax $1.63. Jack took it from him. "This one's on me...Come on...Time to git goin' cowboy." How good to hear those words this time.

It was great hearing those words, Mark.  It always makes me teary to see Ennis happy.  (And who doesn't love looking at Jack leaning against his truck).   :)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 06, 2007, 02:16:23 pm
Howdy drabble-lovers!  :)

This is probably unlike Jack and Ennis, but it was fun to write..   ;D



Not t'night..


Jack felt Ennis’ hot breath on his neck, his swollen member rubbing against the back of Jack's thigh.

“Ennis.  What’re ya doin’?” he managed in a sleep-clogged voice.

“What d’ya think I’m doing?”  Ennis asked, pushing closer into Jack’s back.

“Well, not t’night honey, I’ve got a headache..”

“A whut?” Ennis raised his head, his roving hand stopped dead in its tracks.

“Ya know, thing that gives ya pain in the head when yer tired or sleepy or ..”  Jack yawned, covering himself some more with the blanket.

“Shit Jack!  I gotta put up with this from Alma, now you!”  Ennis said, deflated, his voice laced with disappointment.

“What’re sayin’?  That I really don’t have a headache?” Jack added, feigning hurt.

“No ..no, I’m not sayin’ that.  It’s just..”

“Yeah?”

“Well, nothin’ .. We only got two more days here, is all..”  Ennis said, rolling off Jack and laying himself down.  Jack let out a sigh.

“Alright, fine.  Ya can have yer way with me.  But only if ya do “the thing” first ..” Jack smiled, turning to face Ennis, now wide awake.

“Nah .. the moment’s passed ..”

Jack laughed, “Not what lil’ Ennis here is telling me!”

“Besides, there ain’t ‘nough room on this bed to do “the thing” .. I’d fall off!” Ennis said, a smile on his lips.

“Yer a determined man, Del Mar, you’ll find a way!” Jack rolled himself on top of Ennis, placing a light kiss on his lips, grinding himself ever so slowly along the length of Ennis’ body.

“Ahhh .. yer gonna make me beg for it, aren’t ya?”

“You bet.” Jack whispered, his tongue grazing Ennis’ left nipple, slow and teasing ..

(~ 277 words)


(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/Dbls/2a7340fe-1.jpg)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 06, 2007, 02:39:06 pm
Howdy drabble-lovers!  :)

This is probably unlike Jack and Ennis, but it was fun to write..   ;DNot t'night..


Jack felt Ennis’ hot breath on his neck, his swollen member rubbing against the back of Jack's thigh.

“Ennis.  What’re ya doin’?” he managed in a sleep-clogged voice.

“What d’ya think I’m doing?”  Ennis asked, pushing closer into Jack’s back.

“Well, not t’night honey, I’ve got a headache..”

“A whut?” Ennis raised his head...


And a great deal of fun to read!!!   lol   Nice job.   ;) 
C*
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Post by: mariez on March 06, 2007, 02:43:36 pm
And a great deal of fun to read!!!   lol   Nice job.   ;) 
C*

I second that  -- but, you can't leave us there.  We want "the thing!"  LOL!!!

Thanks!
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 06, 2007, 02:49:34 pm


Aww nice return to brokeback,,,
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Post by: Lumière on March 06, 2007, 03:07:36 pm
Lol..cheers ladies!

You know I'd tell ya what "the thing" is, but Ennis would have a calf if I did ..  :-X ;D
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 06, 2007, 03:08:23 pm
I second that  -- but, you can't leave us there.  We want "the thing!"  LOL!!!

Thanks!
Marie

YES!!!    I vote that you give us  "The Thing"  in your next drabble.     LOL
All in favor...    ;)

C*
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 06, 2007, 03:11:45 pm
Lol..cheers ladies!

You know I'd tell ya what "the thing" is, but Ennis would have a calf if I did ..  :-X ;D

Well, shoot.   ;)
Maybe he doesn't have to know.   ;)   hehehe
C*
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Post by: Lumière on March 06, 2007, 04:35:22 pm
Well, shoot.   ;)
Maybe he doesn't have to know.   ;)   hehehe
C*

k, I'll work on it, er him, er .. Well you know what I mean!  ;D
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 06, 2007, 05:07:09 pm
k, I'll work on it, er him, er .. Well you know what I mean!  ;D

 ;D   hehehe
C*
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Post by: Cameron on March 06, 2007, 06:06:05 pm
Great drabbles today, I know this dosn't compare but here goes



December 10, 1977

Dear Daddy,

I am writing this letter to you because Momma said that you wont be coming back for a while.  Please Daddy, we need you to come.   Daddy why did you leave on Thanksgiving without saying goodbye to me and Jenny?  You will come for Christmas, wont you?  Me and Jenny miss you so much alredy.  Momma aint no fun, she always says she got a headache and she stays in bed all day.  Monroe was going to fix up the room for the baby but he sits in front of the tv after he comes home from the store.

Jenny is all determined to get a locket for Christmas, a gold one, she says she will buy it for herself if she dont get one.  Momma and Monroe will just forget and Jenny says she wants to put your picture it, so she wont forget what you look like if you don’t come back.   But she only has $1.63 in the piggy bank you got her.  I dont need no picture.  I see you in my head.

Daddy what did you fight about on Thanksgiving?  Jenny and me ask Momma all the time but she says were too young.  But I’m not.  Was it something about your friend Jack the one who came to see you that day when me and Jenny were with you?  I hid one day and I heard Momma and Monroe talkin, somethin about your friend and Momma started cryin again.  Daddy why, I don’t understand.  But I don’t care. I thouht he looked real nice.

Daddy, I gotta go now, Momma called me. Wants me to help with supper, she dont do nothing no more.

Daddy please come soon

Love,

Junior



(Note, all typos intentional)
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Post by: Lumière on March 06, 2007, 06:21:13 pm
Great drabbles today, I know this dosn't compare but here goes


I beg to differ girl!
That was so cute!

Quote
Jenny is all determined to get a locket for Christmas, a gold one, she says she will buy it for herself if she dont get one.

Awww..
Cheers!  :-*
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Post by: mariez on March 06, 2007, 06:52:21 pm
Great drabbles today, I know this dosn't compare but here goes

December 10, 1977

Dear Daddy,

I am writing this letter to you because Momma said that you wont be coming back for a while.  Please Daddy, we need you to come.   Daddy why did you leave on Thanksgiving without saying goodbye to me and Jenny?  .  . .
.  .   .
Daddy what did you fight about on Thanksgiving?  Jenny and me ask Momma all the time but she says were too young.  But I’m not.  Was it something about your friend Jack the one who came to see you that day when me and Jenny were with you?  I hid one day and I heard Momma and Monroe talkin, somethin about your friend and Momma started cryin again.  Daddy why, I don’t understand.  But I don’t care. I thouht he looked real nice.
.  .  .
Daddy please come soon

Love,

Junior


I beg to differ also, Marl!  You've used one of my very favorite writing techniques - and so effectively!  Junior's (and Jenny's) need and love for their daddy broke my heart, but, at the same time, I couldn't help but smile at the purity and sweetness.  Kids always know more than adults give them credit for.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Zander on March 07, 2007, 05:52:02 am
OK here's my first little dip into this area of drabble

Ennis wiped his mouth and gradually raised himself off the cold bathroom floor; Alma sleepy and satisfied in the room next door would be wondering why he was taking so long “cleaning up”. It was still bad, but not as bad as that first parting.  Every time it was the same, the hot twisted tangle punctuated by Alma’s moans and at his climax seeing Jack’s face and then the unbearable pain, a pain that forced him to almost run to the bathroom and part with the contents of his stomach; how long could this go on he wondered?
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 07, 2007, 06:14:53 am
hey Zander,

congratulations on you first drabble  :)

Poor Ennis, how terrible must he be feeling. 'A twisted tangle' it sure is.


Keep drabbling!
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 07, 2007, 07:43:58 am
Hello friends,

Try these:


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Post by: Beatrice on March 07, 2007, 08:17:00 am
I believe this one qualifies for today's prompts...



Temptation


He’s doin’ it again.

Hitching up stubborn just this side of unbreakable, Ennis scolded his mind to stay put. Had things to do, important things. Horses was needing him, needing watered and brushed.

Others needin’ aside from you, Jack fuckin’ Twist, so just keep on lookin’ at me like that.  Ain’t takin’ the bait this time. Not foolin ‘round today. Ain’t noticin’ those eyes. Or your legs, or that sweet mouth, or -

Blindsided, Jack hit the dirt with a thud. “What the fuck?”

“Shouldn’t be temptin’ me like that.”

“Just openin’ a can a goddamn beans!”

Ennis smiled.

“I know.”




B
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Post by: mariez on March 07, 2007, 08:17:00 am
hey Zander,

congratulations on you first drabble  :)
Poor Ennis, how terrible must he be feeling. 'A twisted tangle' it sure is.
Keep drabbling!

Let me second Fabienne's thoughts, Zander!  Love seeing new drabblers - and it's terrific to get such a huge emotional punch from a small amount of words. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 07, 2007, 09:09:31 am
OK.  Another shot at poetry.



I am a ghost in the house of the living
I float up and down
I talk in disembodied voice
I stare through veiled eyes
I shed opaque tears of transparency.

Where is my pain
       In my legs
           my hips
           my body
                        No,
In your eyes.

You cope with
Me feeling helpsless
        to help you.
You race on wild legs
To finish the load
        of which I cannot lighten.
You remember me
From then
        my heart constricts in silence.

Our pain is not separate
Mine and yours
It crawls under the surface
Of the inky darkness

That was our wedding night.


(101 words)
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 07, 2007, 09:25:26 am

He’s doin’ it again.



Nice one B! I love that 'again'.  :)



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Post by: belbbmfan on March 07, 2007, 09:28:55 am
OK.  Another shot at poetry.



I am a ghost in the house of the living
I float up and down
I talk in disembodied voice
I stare through veiled eyes
I shed opaque tears of transparency.

Where is my pain
       In my legs
           my hips
           my body
                        No,
In your eyes.

You cope with
Me feeling helpsless
        to help you.
You race on wild legs
To finish the load
        of which I cannot lighten.
You remember me
From then
        my heart constricts in silence.

Our pain is not separate
Mine and yours
It crawls under the surface
Of the inky darkness

That was our wedding night.


(101 words)

My pain in your eyes, a shot of poetry right to the heart...


Thank you Scott, that was very sad, but very moving too.
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Post by: mariez on March 07, 2007, 10:06:31 am
I believe this one qualifies for today's prompts...
Temptation
.  .  .
Others needin’ aside from you, Jack fuckin’ Twist, so just keep on lookin’ at me like that.  Ain’t takin’ the bait this time. Not foolin ‘round today. Ain’t noticin’ those eyes. Or your legs, or that sweet mouth, or -

B

Ya know, B, what's amazing about you? (among everything else  :))  Your TE Ennis is so Ennis and this canon Ennis is so Ennis - and, yet, they are distinct.  No matter where they are, you get to the essence of our boys.


OK.  Another shot at poetry.



I am a ghost in the house of the living
I float up and down
I talk in disembodied voice
I stare through veiled eyes
I shed opaque tears of transparency.

Where is my pain
       In my legs
           my hips
           my body
                        No,
In your eyes.

You cope with
Me feeling helpsless
        to help you.
You race on wild legs
To finish the load
        of which I cannot lighten.
You remember me
From then
        my heart constricts in silence.

Our pain is not separate
Mine and yours
It crawls under the surface
Of the inky darkness

That was our wedding night.


(101 words)

A tour de force, Scott.  Truly.  But you always manage to outdo yourself, so I should probably say "tour de force - for now."   :)  "You race on wild legs to finish the load of which I cannot lighten."  Shaking head . . .

Thank you,
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 07, 2007, 12:08:04 pm
Brokeback Mountain
July, 1963

At last, it was hot.

Summer had finally come to the mountain and the heat of the day lingered into the evening. Jack pulled the blankets out of the tent and spread them by the campfire. “C’mere, cowboy,” he said, pulling Ennis by the hand. “I want ta love ya under the stars,” turning to look at the inky darkness overhead.

“Wha….?” said Ennis, his voice slurred.

Jack bit his tongue. The love word had slipped out. He hadn’t meant to say it, but he knew now that he was desperately, hopelessly in love with this man. Tall, lean, with bony wrists and long legs, he realized he adored everything about him from the way he smiled at him over a can of beans to the way he said “Huh?” when he was confused.

“C’mon,” said Jack softly, pushing Ennis back to the blanket, unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it off his shoulders. He ran his tongue down Ennis’s chest, stopping at the twirl of hair around his navel, unbuckling his belt.

“I think I’m drunk…” said Ennis, his head lolling back on the blanket.

How drunk, Ennis? thought Jack. Drunk enough that if I say ‘I love you,’ you won’t remember it in the morning? Drunk enough that if I say I want to be with you forever, you’ll say yes?

“Ennis, I…”

“Shhh, Jack, stop talkin’,” said Ennis, turning onto his side and pulling Jack in for a rough kiss. “Let’s get ta the lovin’.”

Jack froze, the word hanging in the air between them.

“Under the stars…”

(264 words)
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 07, 2007, 12:12:12 pm
“Shhh, Jack, stop talkin’,” said Ennis, turning onto his side and pulling Jack in for a rough kiss. “Let’s get ta the lovin’.”

Jack froze, the word hanging in the air between them.

“Under the stars…”

Aw...you ended too soon...I wanted to hear about the "lovin' under the stars".  Well done...as usual.
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Post by: mariez on March 07, 2007, 01:12:54 pm
Brokeback Mountain
July, 1963
.  .  .

How drunk, Ennis? thought Jack. Drunk enough that if I say ‘I love you,’ you won’t remember it in the morning? Drunk enough that if I say I want to be with you forever, you’ll say yes?
.  .  .

We don't get inside Jack's mind as often as Ennis's - and that made this all the more poignant, Leslie.  You're just so good.   :)


   He stood again to stretch the legs and to shuffle a bit...  Another deep moonless night.  He looked up to locate Polaris... and then down through the inky darkness to the campfire away below.  When did Jack become another anchor for his soul?  How did that happen?  No matter...  He ~was~ now... and that was that.

"Anchor for his soul" - wow.  Really love these short ones. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 07, 2007, 01:13:19 pm
Early June 1963

Ennis laid back against the log near the campfire, fingers laced behind his head looking up at the sky. "That there is the Big Dipper....It brightest in the summer....see how if ya connect them stars it makes..." Ennis listened to Jack speaking softly, enjoying the easy companionship, Jacks gentle words only inches away. "...Ennis, see those stars right there?...." Ennis points questioning. "No... right there...see." Jack takes Ennis's pointed finger guiding him to see. "Those stars there...that's the Northern Cross....sometime they call it  The Swan..." Ennis looked up mesmerized, how did this Jack fellow...his friend  know all this about the night sky! "See that real bright star ta the right a little?...that's the North Star...sailors 'round the world used it ta find their way...with this thing called a sextant....measures the distance er somethin'..." Ennis thought maybe he should remind Jack he should be gettin' to the sheep...but this time spent with him after a hearty supper, just laying around by the campfire stretched out side to side listening to him go on...'bout anything...didn't want it to end just yet. "Look...Ennis!...a shooting star!....Quick...make a wish...."
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 07, 2007, 01:24:32 pm
Early June 1963
"Look...Ennis!...a shooting star!....Quick...make a wish...."

I really liked that, Mark...

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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 07, 2007, 01:39:12 pm
Thanks Leslie!!!!! ;D ;D ;D
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Post by: Lumière on March 07, 2007, 02:13:04 pm
Morning all!  :) A dabble ..


That Night ..


Supper by the fire was a silent one, as it always was on our last evenings together.  He was melancholic that night, his mood was quiet.  I kept thinking of how to tell him, but the words eluded me.  It’d be at least six more months before we could be like this again, maybe here, just the two of us.  The thought alone burned my insides; I could not find the words to tell him.

The moonlight dissolved the inky blackness of the night; the soothing sounds of the flowing river played like music in the air.  We lay together in the tent, face to face in each other’s arms.  There were no words, no questions, no answers.  I still recall the familiar odor of him, the taste of the kiss he placed on my lips, the feel of his hand on my back, the tangle of his legs with mine; all the while, his eyes fixed on me, searching and longing.  Words can not express the feelings evoked in me that night, locked in that embrace.  It was peace, I was home.

We fell asleep in each others’ arms.  If I’d known.. If only I’d known that would be the last time…  I’d have stayed awake all night and felt his beating heart and watched him sleep.. I’d have found the courage, the words to tell him even as he slept .. It is you, you are the one, the only man I love. 

(~245 words)


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Post by: mariez on March 07, 2007, 05:06:08 pm
Early June 1963
.  .  . Jack takes Ennis's pointed finger guiding him to see.

. . . ta find their way...

. . . "Look...Ennis!...a shooting star!....Quick...make a wish...."

My favorite Mark Drabble, yet!!! The notion of Jack guiding Ennis . . .of finding their way . . . of wishing . . . sigh - that was awesome, Mark.


Morning all!  :) A dabble ..


That Night ..
.  .  .
The moonlight dissolved the inky blackness of the night; the soothing sounds of the flowing river played like music in the air.  We lay together in the tent, face to face in each other’s arms.  There were no words, no questions, no answers.  . . .

That ain't no dabble, honey!  That is Something Special. 

These are such inspired and inspiring prompts, Leslie.  I'm humbled by all the talent.

Thank you,
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 07, 2007, 05:10:22 pm


     My oh my!! I think this is my favorite drabble day so far..I remember so many stories.  So
many large and small.  I just was blown away by the ones today.  They are everyone, small
gems of perfection.  Everyone capable of being the best.  I usually dont read before i write.  However today i have.  I dont want to write now for fear of not measuring up..So i will be
back tomorrow, dear friends and fellow drabblers.
                                                                                 janice
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 07, 2007, 05:19:18 pm

     My oh my!! I think this is my favorite drabble day so far..I remember so many stories.  So
many large and small.  I just was blown away by the ones today.  They are everyone, small
gems of perfection.  Everyone capable of being the best.  I usually dont read before i write.  However today i have.  I dont want to write now for fear of not measuring up..So i will be
back tomorrow, dear friends and fellow drabblers.
                                                                                 janice
Oh Go ahead and write!
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Post by: mariez on March 07, 2007, 05:29:52 pm
Oh Go ahead and write!

Yes!  Listen to Mark, young lady.  Don't make me stop this car!  LOL!!!

Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 07, 2007, 05:39:52 pm
Oh Go ahead and write!


Pushes Janice further into the spotlight ..
  ;D
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 07, 2007, 05:53:04 pm


  Oh sure, now the pressure is trippled,,,, godfrey.....!!! no way to measure up

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Post by: Cameron on March 07, 2007, 05:54:43 pm
Here's mine for today

A Very Dark Night

May 1981

The moon glowed brightly in the inky darkness of the night sky.  The light from the moon was shining through the plastic window of the tent.   Jack was sleeping soundly, his breath soft and even, a sweet look if contentment momentarily on his face.  Ennis was wide awake. 

He got up and walked towards the lake.  The North Star was twinkling in the sky. 

“Looks like Jack was all wrong about that snow” Ennis said to himself.

Ennis walked slowly back into the tent.  He went onto his knees and looked at Jack.

“Sometimes I miss you so much I can’t stand it at all”  he whispered to himself.

“Whaddya say?” Jack mumbled, stirring from his sleep.

“Nothin”

“Ya said somethin” Jack said, still half asleep.

“Nothin” Ennis replied, but he lied down and put him arm around Jack and tangled his legs with his own.  Ennis lay there thinking that being here like this made the times away so much harder.

'Maybe I oughta just stay away, then I won’t be missing so much', a terrible thought that flashed through his mind.

But for now, he pulled Jack tighter, and his hand began traveling…….all over. 
Ennis put off thinking for another day.

(210 words)


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Post by: Cameron on March 07, 2007, 06:01:36 pm
M,

Just realized you wrote about the same night.  Absolutely beautiful. As usual.

Marl
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Post by: Lumière on March 07, 2007, 06:10:42 pm
Cheers Marl ..
And both from Ennis' perspective too!  ;)
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Post by: Cameron on March 07, 2007, 06:18:49 pm
M

Yeah, I get the words early in the morning and write it in RL during the day (no internet) and post first thing when I come home.  Guess we think alike.  Or at least have Ennis stuck in our minds (he is there in mine) :)

Marl
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 07, 2007, 06:25:51 pm
    Jack and Ennis lay on the bedroll,  sweating profusely, from the aftermath of their, heated and boisterous sex.  Jack smiled up into the inkydarkness, and thought of  the many
times they had been this way.  How often over the years they had lain together, and in how many
different places.  Don't you ever wonder, he pondered, how, we seem to find just the right
way, just the right position, to twist our legs around each other. 
     "Well," Ennis replies," what , ya think we're sposed to do with em.?"
     "I can't say, but it seem like it would take more planning,,we just seem to do it.  "Heh,
"Jack, you are plum crazy.  You know that, don't ya?  Who else could fuck, the livin daylights
outa somebody, and be thinkin about their legs?"  "Jack chuckles, and rolls over onto his side
looking into his lover eyes."  "Well, I guess I should be just thinking about the stars and shooting stars then."  "Well cowboy, I definately got my work done then.  That last time, you pushed my spleen out the other end."  "I saw plenty a stars that time.."
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Post by: Lumière on March 07, 2007, 06:49:56 pm
"Jack, you are plum crazy.  You know that, don't ya?  Who else could fuck, the livin daylights
outa somebody, and be thinkin about their legs?"  "Jack chuckles, and rolls over onto his side
looking into his lover eyes."  "Well, I guess I should be just thinking about the stars and shooting stars then."  "Well cowboy, I definately got my work done then.  That last time, you pushed my spleen out the other end."  "I saw plenty a stars that time.."

Ahem ..
 :o ;D
Thank you Janice!   ;)
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Post by: mariez on March 07, 2007, 07:06:41 pm
Here's mine for today

A Very Dark Night

May 1981
.   .  .
'Maybe I oughta just stay away, then I won’t be missing so much', a terrible thought that flashed through his mind.

But for now, he pulled Jack tighter, and his hand began traveling…….all over. 
Ennis put off thinking for another day.

Putting off thinking about the unthinkable.  Damn.  Now I won't be able to stop thinking about it, Marl. 


    Jack and Ennis lay on the bedroll,  sweating profusely, from the aftermath of their, heated and boisterous sex.  Jack smiled up into the inkydarkness, and thought of  the many
times they had been this way.  How often over the years they had lain together, and in how many
different places.  Don't you ever wonder, he pondered, how, we seem to find just the right
way, just the right position, to twist our legs around each other. 
     "Well," Ennis replies," what , ya think we're sposed to do with em.?"
     "I can't say, but it seem like it would take more planning,,we just seem to do it.  "Heh,
"Jack, you are plum crazy.  You know that, don't ya?  Who else could fuck, the livin daylights
outa somebody, and be thinkin about their legs?"  "Jack chuckles, and rolls over onto his side
looking into his lover eyes."  "Well, I guess I should be just thinking about the stars and shooting stars then."  "Well cowboy, I definately got my work done then.  That last time, you pushed my spleen out the other end."  "I saw plenty a stars that time.."

Janice, you are a one-of-a-kind delight!   :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:  I'm so happy you decided to drabble - I needed that!   :laugh:

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on March 07, 2007, 07:44:40 pm
These drabbles are wonderful...All of them! 

Thanks lesile, lusice, janice, marlb, marie and everyone else for bringing these wonderful tidbits of joy to my otherwise boring life.
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 08, 2007, 02:57:37 am
Can I second what dev said? I know i don't comment on everyone's drabble, but i read them and thoroughly enjoy them all!




    Jack and Ennis lay on the bedroll,  sweating profusely, from the aftermath of their, heated and boisterous sex.  Jack smiled up into the inkydarkness, and thought of  the many
times they had been this way.  How often over the years they had lain together, and in how many
different places.  Don't you ever wonder, he pondered, how, we seem to find just the right
way, just the right position, to twist our legs around each other. 
     "Well," Ennis replies," what , ya think we're sposed to do with em.?"
     "I can't say, but it seem like it would take more planning,,we just seem to do it.  "Heh,
"Jack, you are plum crazy.  You know that, don't ya?  Who else could fuck, the livin daylights
outa somebody, and be thinkin about their legs?"  "Jack chuckles, and rolls over onto his side
looking into his lover eyes."  "Well, I guess I should be just thinking about the stars and shooting stars then."  "Well cowboy, I definately got my work done then.  That last time, you pushed my spleen out the other end."  "I saw plenty a stars that time.."
And Janice! First you don't want to drabble for fear of not measuring up and then you come up with this??

 ::)  ::) How am I going to get any work done today?

but thank you anyway  ;)


Keep drabbling everyone!  :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 08, 2007, 07:34:30 am
Morning friends,

Give these a go...


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 08, 2007, 08:07:36 am
     Alma Del Mar, sits on the couch, holding her small daughter.  The other one yet asleep.  She
tries to think over the events, of the past 14 hours of her life.  Her mind a whirl of unrelenting,
puzzles.  What has happened?  She wonders.  What is happening now?  What is it, that I
saw between my husband, and his friend? She knows, what it is, she thinks she saw.  She
knows, what it appeared to be.  She feels, like all the promises they made on the day they
married, were blown to the wind.  Like chafe after harvest.  She saw her husband hold a man.
She saw her husband kiss a man.  "He never, kissed me like that. She knows."  That is the one
thing she is sure of.  If she never understands, the rest of what she saw, she knows that much,
for certain.  She wonders, while the hot tears of silence, pour from her eyes.  If it will only last
a few days, as he said?  "Are they only going to do a little fishin?"  "Did they only get to talking,
and lost track of the time?"  "Oh God. she shrieks in unspoken words."  "What, am I gonna do?"
"What, am I going to do?"  "I have two babies, and no education, What will I do now?"
"Ennis, please come on back, I'll never say nothin, I'll just pretend I never saw nothin."
"I swear."
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 08, 2007, 08:20:20 am
Something previously written, from ALBFS


Hal shook his head, the movement barely noticeable. “No,” he whispered, “but Ennis, do somethin’ for me?”

“Sure, Hal,” said Ennis, “what do you want?”

“Kiss me…” he whispered.

Ennis looked at Hal, slightly surprised at the request, but figured it was easy enough to do. He rose up slightly from the chair and leaned over the bed, kissing Hal lightly on the forehead. He went to sit back down and Hal opened his eyes again. “On the lips…” he said, his voice barely audible.

Ennis hesitated for a second at this request. He had never kissed a man other than Jack before. But as he looked at Hal’s blue eyes he realized that he wanted to kiss this man. He held Hal’s face between his hands and leaned in, pressing his lips against the older man’s, feeling them soft beneath his own, lingering for a minute. He pulled back but kept his face close, looking deep into Hal’s eyes. “Yer a good man, Ennis,” whispered Hal. “I know why Jack loves you.” His eyes closed and his head seemed to sink back into the pillow, as if the talking and kiss had completely exhausted him.

Ennis sat down and picked up Hal’s hand again. He looked at his face then looked out the window. The storm seemed to be ending, leaving as quickly as it came. He watched, seeing the rain move across the field, heading east.

He pushed the window open again and the wind blew in, smelling of rain, and grass, and late summer thunderstorms. The sun broke through the clouds and there was a brilliant patch of blue sky and in the patch, a rainbow formed, arcing over the barn and across the sky, the end disappearing in the trees by the river.

Hal gave a shuddering breath and then Ennis felt a spark of electricity travel through his body. His head turned, almost involuntarily, and he looked at the rainbow. “Goodbye, Hal,” he said, then turned back to the Hal, realizing instantly that his life was no longer in his body. “Oh my God,” he thought, “Hal died and he left through me.” He put his hand over his mouth and tears started to run from his eyes and spill down his cheeks. He looked at the rainbow again. “Goodbye, Hal,” he whispered a second time.

Ennis sat there for many long minutes, still holding Hal’s hand and letting the tears run freely down his face, not trying to stop them, not wiping them away. Finally, the rainbow faded and the sun came out more fully, casting a pinkish-yellow light across the barn and the field. Ennis laid Hal’s hand down, and straightened the sheet across his chest. He stood up and pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping his eyes and blowing his nose, then went out of the room and headed downstairs to find Jack.

(482 words)
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Post by: mariez on March 08, 2007, 08:28:25 am
These drabbles are wonderful...All of them! 
.  .  .
Yes, aren't they, dev?  But don't thank me, I'm just the cheerleader!   :laugh:


::)  ::) How am I going to get any work done today?

but thank you anyway  ;)

Keep drabbling everyone!  :)

HEY, FABIENNE! Heads up - I'm throwing you one of my pom poms!  Catch!  :)  I know what you mean about the work.

Marie
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Post by: Beatrice on March 08, 2007, 08:34:51 am
Promises the prompt...



Tears


Not right, him just lyin’ there, listenin’ t’ those muffled sobs fillin’ their fancy tent. But, he had no way a fixin’ things, no way t’ give comfort, had nothin’ t’ help ease all that pain n’ hurt.

‘Cause he couldn’t do it, he couldn’t whisper in the dark those words, makin’ promises, givin’ him hope. ‘Cause in this world, no matter how right, they had no chance in hell a ever comin’ true.

So, Ennis did what he could do. Just held on, crushed up close, heart collectin’ Jack’s tears, knowin’ that each one that fell carried his name.



B
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 08, 2007, 08:42:12 am
.  .  .  She feels, like all the promises they made on the day they
married, were blown to the wind.  Like chafe after harvest.  .  . .
.  .  .
"Ennis, please come on back, I'll never say nothin, I'll just pretend I never saw nothin."
"I swear."

Janice, you're a wonder.  Yesterday you made me laugh out loud, and today . . .
I mentioned to Marleen the other day that there are so many layers to the Brokeback story and so much sadness left in the wake of society's ignorance and hate . . .  sigh.

Something previously written, from ALBFS
.  .  .
Ennis sat there for many long minutes, still holding Hal’s hand and letting the tears run freely down his face, not trying to stop them, not wiping them away. Finally, the rainbow faded and the sun came out more fully, casting a pinkish-yellow light across the barn and the field. Ennis laid Hal’s hand down, and straightened the sheet across his chest. He stood up and pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping his eyes and blowing his nose, then went out of the room and headed downstairs to find Jack.

Damnitall, Leslie. You know what Hal does to me.  One of my all-time favorite scenes - not just in ALBFS - but any story.  :-*

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 08, 2007, 08:45:08 am

HEY, FABIENNE! Heads up - I'm throwing you one of my pom poms!  Catch!  :)  I know what you mean about the work.

Marie

Got it! Thanks. I'll ask my daughters to work out a routine for me. They're much better at that sort of thing...  ;)
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Post by: Penthesilea on March 08, 2007, 08:51:54 am
Something previously written, from ALBFS


...“Goodbye, Hal,” he whispered a second time.

Ennis sat there for many long minutes, still holding Hal’s hand and letting the tears run freely down his face, not trying to stop them, not wiping them away. Finally, the rainbow faded and the sun came out more fully, casting a pinkish-yellow light across the barn and the field. Ennis laid Hal’s hand down, and straightened the sheet across his chest. He stood up and pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping his eyes and blowing his nose, then went out of the room and headed downstairs to find Jack.


I remember this scene vey well. I loved the relationship Ennis and Hal developped.


Tears


Not right, him just lyin’ there, listenin’ t’ those muffled sobs fillin’ their fancy tent. But, he had no way a fixin’ things, no way t’ give comfort, had nothin’ t’ help ease all that pain n’ hurt.

‘Cause he couldn’t do it, he couldn’t whisper in the dark those words, makin’ promises, givin’ him hope. ‘Cause in this world, no matter how right, they had no chance in hell a ever comin’ true.

So, Ennis did what he could do. Just held on, crushed up close, heart collectin’ Jack’s tears, knowin’ that each one that fell carried his name.

Beatrice, you totally slayed me with this one  :'(
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Post by: Penthesilea on March 08, 2007, 09:00:30 am
I'm double breaking the rules with this one because it's not new and it doesn't use the prompts. But lately we had so many takes on their last night that I thought this one would fit in. I wrote it last November. Hope it's ok to disobey the rules for an exception.


Last Night in Tent

"Jack?"
"Mmmh"
"You awake?"
"Mmh"
"I miss you too, bud."

Slowly Jack turns around in Ennis' arms, sleepy, lazy. His hand comes up, strokes Ennis' face, he places a kiss, then turns back and is asleep again.
Everything is at peace.

(41 words)
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Post by: mariez on March 08, 2007, 09:09:39 am
Beatrice, you totally slayed me with this one  :'(

Yep, she slayed me too, Chrissi.  Now I'm off to Manhattan to be slayed once again.  A new chapter of TE and a B Drabble all in one day!   :)


I'm double breaking the rules with this one because it's not new and it doesn't use the prompts. But lately we had so many takes on their last night that I thought this one would fit in. I wrote it last November. Hope it's ok to disobey the rules for an exception.


Last Night in Tent

"Jack?"
"Mmmh"
"You awake?"
"Mmh"
"I miss you too, bud."

Slowly Jack turns around in Ennis' arms, sleepy, lazy. His hand comes up, strokes Ennis' face, he places a kiss, then turns back and is asleep again.
Everything is at peace.

(41 words)

I'm seeing a pattern here.  Because you just slayed me, too.  I really love these "last night" drabbles - even though they break my heart.

Thanks,
Marie 
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on March 08, 2007, 09:16:18 am
Promises the prompt...

Tears

So, Ennis did what he could do. Just held on, crushed up close, heart collectin’ Jack’s tears, knowin’ that each one that fell carried his name.

B


this is beautiful beatrice
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 08, 2007, 11:01:21 am
Skinny Dipping Spot by the River
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
June, 1976

"Jack, promise me somethin', willya?"

"Sure cowboy, what?"

"Don't ever make Crab Mongol again."

"You got it."

(17 words)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 08, 2007, 01:35:47 pm
.  .  .  "How'd I get caught between promises, pink and blue?"  .  .  .

I kept reading that sentence -I love the wording of it- so much behind it. 


Skinny Dipping Spot by the River
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
June, 1976

"Jack, promise me somethin', willya?"

"Sure cowboy, what?"

"Don't ever make Crab Mongol again."

"You got it."

(17 words)

LMAO!!!!  :laugh: :laugh:  Oh, yeah - tomato soup, pea soup and a can of crab  :o!   I'm almost tempted to make that - just to see how bad it really is.   

Thanks!
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 08, 2007, 02:04:30 pm
Morning all! 

My contribution:  :)


Saturday, September 30th, 1967


A Heavy Mood ..


“You coming to bed anytime soon?” Lureen called out to Jack from the bedroom. 

He didn’t answer her immediately.  He sat hunched over on the living room sofa, his elbows resting on his aching knees, staring at the blank TV screen.  He was grateful for the silence – Bobby was sound asleep in his crib, his little crying fit of the evening had finally subsided.

“Be right there…” he answered.  He was in a heavy mood – he did not know if he was sad or angry or disappointed or overwhelmed or feeling sorry for himself or all of the above.

“Are you okay?” Lureen inquired, startling him as she walked into the dimly-lit room.  He turned around to look at her; she looked beautiful dressed in that soft pink silky negligee.  He could see her well-rounded bosom and perky nipples through the sheer fabric, her hair wavy and shiny.  He swallowed hard as she came around and sat on his lap.

“Like the night dress, do ya?” she asked coyly, kissing him lightly on the lips.  She lowered her head and whispered in his ear, “Come to bed, you get to take it off too..”.  She took his hand and pulled him towards the bedroom. 

“Need to use the bathroom ...” he managed, watching as she got on the bed and struck a seductive pose.

He splashed cold water on his face and looked at himself in the mirror.  Only a few days ago, he’d told Ennis he was willing to give up his family to be with him.  He meant it. He’d have given up anything for the promise that they would be together soon.  No more lies, no pretenses, no double lives.  He’d have to wait.  He walked back into the bedroom, stripping off his clothes, wondering if Ennis was in bed with his own wife, holding her, making love to her .. A pang of jealousy cut through him ..

(~ 326 words)


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 08, 2007, 05:21:39 pm


  That cracks me up too Marie,, nasty sounding stuff,,,oh my my...sound like an upchuck.  Yuuk

                                                                         ::)   ::)   ::)     janice
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 08, 2007, 05:24:47 pm
Morning all! 

My contribution:  :)


Saturday, September 30th, 1967


A Heavy Mood ..


“You coming to bed anytime soon?” Lureen called out to Jack from the bedroom. 

He didn’t answer her immediately.  He sat hunched over on the living room sofa, his elbows resting on his aching knees, staring at the blank TV screen.  He was grateful for the silence – Bobby was sound asleep in his crib, his little crying fit of the evening had finally subsided.

“Be right there…” he answered.  He was in a heavy mood – he did not know if he was sad or angry or disappointed or overwhelmed or feeling sorry for himself or all of the above.

“Are you okay?” Lureen inquired, startling him as she walked into the dimly-lit room.  He turned around to look at her; she looked beautiful dressed in that soft pink silky negligee.  He could see her well-rounded bosom and perky nipples through the sheer fabric, her hair wavy and shiny.  He swallowed hard as she came around and sat on his lap.

“Like the night dress, do ya?” she asked coyly, kissing him lightly on the lips.  She lowered her head and whispered in his ear, “Come to bed, you get to take it off too..”.  She took his hand and pulled him towards the bedroom. 

“Need to use the bathroom ...” he managed, watching as she got on the bed and struck a seductive pose.

He splashed cold water on his face and looked at himself in the mirror.  Only a few days ago, he’d told Ennis he was willing to give up his family to be with him.  He meant it. He’d have given up anything for the promise that they would be together soon.  No more lies, no pretenses, no double lives.  He’d have to wait.  He walked back into the bedroom, stripping off his clothes, wondering if Ennis was in bed with his own wife, holding her, making love to her .. A pang of jealousy cut through him ..

(~ 326 words)


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            We sure gave the ladies of bbm a hard day today, Milli
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Post by: mariez on March 08, 2007, 06:45:58 pm
Saturday, September 30th, 1967[/i]

A Heavy Mood ..
.   .    .
He splashed cold water on his face and looked at himself in the mirror.  Only a few days ago, he’d told Ennis he was willing to give up his family to be with him.  He meant it. He’d have given up anything for the promise that they would be together soon.  No more lies, no pretenses, no double lives.  He’d have to wait.  He walked back into the bedroom, stripping off his clothes, wondering if Ennis was in bed with his own wife, holding her, making love to her .. A pang of jealousy cut through him ..


Heavy is such a perfect word here . . . want, sadness, lonliness, desire, frustration, regret . . . that's an awful lot of weight.   :(   Wonderful writing, as always.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on March 08, 2007, 06:54:40 pm
A Plan?


October 1967
Alma was at the store. Looking at the underwear.  But here there ain’t nothing like the ones in the magazine.  The ones they call negligee, they were black and pink and there were holes cut out all over, and they promised it would drive your man wild.  Alma looked around the store. 

“Nothing like that here” and she walked out.

Alma went back to the supermarket.

“You okay?” Monroe asked.

”Sure” Alma said, and went back to stacking the cans of corn and tomatoes.

But Alma knew she wasn’t okay.  Nothing was the same since that day. They day that she saw what she saw.  Monroe was right by her again.

“Alma, you sure you’re alright?”

“Yes Monroe, I’m fine, really.”

He looked hard at her and walked away.

Alma walked home slowly, the girls were at her sisters for the day.  She hoped Ennis was home already, he left real early this morning.  Maybe she would just act like she was wearing the fancy pink negligee.

Alma got home.

“Ennis, ya here?

No answer, but she found him sitting on the bed, staring at a postcard that must have come today.  He didn’t hear her, he just sat staring at that postcard, rubbing it over and over, not seeing her even though she was now right in front of him.  He was softly murmuring to himself, and then he put the postcard to his lips.

She turned around and said to herself “Sure won’t do me any good” and went to go pick up the girls.

(252 words)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on March 08, 2007, 07:21:16 pm
            We sure gave the ladies of bbm a hard day today, Milli

We gotta promise to write some "fun" Alma/Lureen/Cassie drabbles in the future ..  ;)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: opinionista on March 08, 2007, 07:21:18 pm
Morning all! 

My contribution:  :)


Saturday, September 30th, 1967


A Heavy Mood ..


“You coming to bed anytime soon?” Lureen called out to Jack from the bedroom. 

He didn’t answer her immediately.  He sat hunched over on the living room sofa, his elbows resting on his aching knees, staring at the blank TV screen.  He was grateful for the silence – Bobby was sound asleep in his crib, his little crying fit of the evening had finally subsided.

“Be right there…” he answered.  He was in a heavy mood – he did not know if he was sad or angry or disappointed or overwhelmed or feeling sorry for himself or all of the above.

“Are you okay?” Lureen inquired, startling him as she walked into the dimly-lit room.  He turned around to look at her; she looked beautiful dressed in that soft pink silky negligee.  He could see her well-rounded bosom and perky nipples through the sheer fabric, her hair wavy and shiny.  He swallowed hard as she came around and sat on his lap.

“Like the night dress, do ya?” she asked coyly, kissing him lightly on the lips.  She lowered her head and whispered in his ear, “Come to bed, you get to take it off too..”.  She took his hand and pulled him towards the bedroom. 

“Need to use the bathroom ...” he managed, watching as she got on the bed and struck a seductive pose.

He splashed cold water on his face and looked at himself in the mirror.  Only a few days ago, he’d told Ennis he was willing to give up his family to be with him.  He meant it. He’d have given up anything for the promise that they would be together soon.  No more lies, no pretenses, no double lives.  He’d have to wait.  He walked back into the bedroom, stripping off his clothes, wondering if Ennis was in bed with his own wife, holding her, making love to her .. A pang of jealousy cut through him ..

(~ 326 words)


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This was really nice Milli. I could imagine Jack feelling blue and moody. Good one!
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Post by: Lumière on March 08, 2007, 07:27:55 pm

A Plan?
October 1967
...
No answer, but she found him sitting on the bed, staring at a postcard that must have come today.  He didn’t hear her, he just sat staring at that postcard, rubbing it over and over, not seeing her even though she was now right in front of him.  He was softly murmuring to himself, and then he put the postcard to his lips.

She turned around and said to herself “Sure won’t do me any good” and went to go pick up the girls.

(252)


Yeah, we did give the ladies a rough time today.
Cheers Marl, that last part with the postcard ..  :( 
Cheers.  :)
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Post by: mariez on March 08, 2007, 07:53:33 pm
A Plan?


That title really got me.  After reading the drabble, it's just so . . .pathetic  :(
Well done.

Thanks, Marl
Marie

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Post by: Cameron on March 09, 2007, 12:24:25 am
Thanks M and Marie :)

We gotta promise to write some "fun" Alma/Lureen/Cassie drabbles in the future ..  ;)

I agree, the gals should have some fun once and a while, they never have any. :(

We should try, they do deserve to be happy......sometimes.

Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on March 09, 2007, 07:24:11 am
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

Barbara (goadra) volunteered to help create an archive of all the drabbles from the drabblefest. Many wonderful thanks to Barbara for taking on this job!

She created a LiveJournal Community and it can be found here:

http://community.livejournal.com/bbmdrabblefest/

Entries are tagged by date, prompt, and author so now folks have a quick and easy way to go back and read favorites. One drawback of the threads here is that it is hard to find stuff. The archive solves that problem.

Please take a moment to visit the archive. If you have suggestions or comments, please contact either me or goadra. Thanks!

Leslie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on March 09, 2007, 07:27:34 am
Today's prompts were sort of suggested by Jeff Wrangler. Not intentionally, but he used these words in another context and I just couldn't get them out of my head. So...have fun....LOL


Leslie
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 09, 2007, 09:24:23 am
Wire  3/9/07

“There have been a lot of coyote sightings, so we gotta get them cattle down from the high field.”  The old ranch foreman dropped his cigarette and stomped its heat out of existence.  “Don’t have enough men today, so you’re gonna have ta ride alone.”  The three cowboys nodded in understanding.  “One of ya I want to go up past the ridge, make sure we haven’t missed any heifers or calves.  The other two, go on out to the high field, then split up.”

The foreman waited long enough to make sure these cowhands understood, and then rode off in the direction of the main ranch.  Wordlessly, the three men headed off in their ordered directions.  The two that were going to the high field, good friends for a long time, were pleased that they were not going up to the ridge.  It was along ride, that would most likely take all day, and they would probably be at the high field before eleven, which would mean a bit of free time for them to enjoy each other’s company:  something that did not happen frequently enough for either of them.

The lone rider began his trek.  The air was comforting, and the solitude welcome.  He was glad for the work, after thinking he may not find any that summer.  Several hours into his approach to the ridge, he spotted the coyote hovering near the tree line to his right.  He slowed, and then stopped the horse.  With quiet agility, he reached back to pull his rifle from the saddle holster.  He raised it, cocked it, took his aim, and pulled the trigger.  The click alerted the coyote of his lack of aloneness.  The animal scampered off into the wooded area. 

The cowboy cursed his luck.  His rifle had jammed, and was more than likely going to be useless for the rest of his ride.  He shoved it back into the holster without ceremony, and urged the horse to continue up the trail, which was growing steeper with each foot traveled.  Near the crest of the ridge, he began to hear the familiar sound.  Not the cattle he had become accustomed to this summer, but the sound from another summer.  As he crested the ridge, he saw them.  Scattered and without protection, they stood, knowingly waiting for their eventual death.  The only thing that kept them somewhat organized was the cattle fence that had been erected some hundred yards off to the left of the flock.  He directed his horse toward the fence, and the odd shape that seemed tangled by one of the fence posts.

As he approached, the pit of his stomach fell out.  The coyote had already been to visit, and more than likely spooked the whole flock of sheep, scattering them and sending some off in directions that would end their lives without a single ounce of flesh being lost to a predator.  He dismounted and walked over to the lamb, entangled in the fencing wire.  The entire section of fence had been pulled down by the lambs thrashing.  The small animal was fatally entangled in the wire, but God had not seen fit to allow a quick death.

Knowing what needed to be done; again the cowboy cursed the non-functioning gun.  He walked over to the pitiable baby, squatted down, and with gloved hands, took the jagged and barbed wire, wrapped it around the lambs throat, grabbed each end of the wire, and pulled, as he never pulled before, his eyes shut tightly against the horror he was creating.  When the job was done, he sat on the ground, opened his eyes as the tears of and for past, present and future events filled the sweet blue eyes that, despite knowing the outcome, loved another.


(629 words)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 09, 2007, 11:22:02 am
Wire  3/9/07
.  .  .

Knowing what needed to be done; again the cowboy cursed the non-functioning gun.  He walked over to the pitiable baby, squatted down, and with gloved hands, took the jagged and barbed wire, wrapped it around the lambs throat, grabbed each end of the wire, and pulled, as he never pulled before, his eyes shut tightly against the horror he was creating.  When the job was done, he sat on the ground, opened his eyes as the tears of and for past, present and future events filled the sweet blue eyes that, despite knowing the outcome, loved another.

I always thought I had a decent vocabulary, but I find it's not really sufficient to describe your work, Scott - let alone praise it.   I'm going to be thinking about this all day.  Thank you.

Marie
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 09, 2007, 11:25:50 am
I always thought I had a decent vocabulary, but I find it's not really sufficient to describe your work, Scott - let alone praise it.   I'm going to be thinking about this all day.  Thank you.

Marie

Aw thanks Marie...what I need is to find some way to put you in my alarm clock so that when 5 am hits everyday, I can awake to the sound of your wonderfully encouraging words.
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 09, 2007, 01:34:30 pm
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

Barbara (goadra) volunteered to help create an archive of all the drabbles from the drabblefest. Many wonderful thanks to Barbara for taking on this job!

She created a LiveJournal Community and it can be found here:

http://community.livejournal.com/bbmdrabblefest/

Entries are tagged by date, prompt, and author so now folks have a quick and easy way to go back and read favorites. One drawback of the threads here is that it is hard to find stuff. The archive solves that problem.

Please take a moment to visit the archive. If you have suggestions or comments, please contact either me or goadra. Thanks!

Leslie

Wow.  This is so cool .  :)    Love it.    :D
C*
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Scott6373 on March 09, 2007, 01:36:36 pm
Please take a moment to visit the archive. If you have suggestions or comments, please contact either me or goadra. Thanks!

Leslie

Goadra...wonderfull job.  It looks great great great!
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 09, 2007, 01:50:08 pm
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

Barbara (goadra) volunteered to help create an archive of all the drabbles from the drabblefest. Many wonderful thanks to Barbara for taking on this job!

Thank you so much, Barbara.  That must be quite a job - all your work is appreciated.  I'll visit as soon as I can - I have a feeling I'll be spending a lot of time there, too.   :)

Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 09, 2007, 01:52:45 pm
Aw thanks Marie...what I need is to find some way to put you in my alarm clock so that when 5 am hits everyday, I can awake to the sound of your wonderfully encouraging words.

 :-*

Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on March 09, 2007, 01:57:36 pm
Barbara -

Cheers for the wonderful work!  The LJ is looking good!  :D
Thank you.

~L
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 09, 2007, 03:51:36 pm

    
    " Daddy Jr said to Ennis."  "Yeah" he asks?  "Whats a doofus?"  "Well its a person that
acts stupid or dumb."  "Why do you wanta know?"  "Cause this Billy Gradey called me one."
"Well pay him no mind girl, hes probably one hisself." "Daddy, am i a doofus?"  "No darlin you aren't no doofus."  "I know a doofus first hand, and you ain't nothing like him."  "Good"  she
says.  I don't want anyone to think Im stupid, or dumb."  "Well darlin if you were, there is
a lot worse things."  "I kinda like a doofus anyway."  "They are usually a whole lot of fun, and
nice besides." 
     "They will try to cheer you up when you are sad.  Make you laugh, and be understandin
when you need a friend."  "Yes, there is a lot worse things to be.  Thats for sure,"  "Ok
daddy, then I guess its not so bad to be a doofus, is it?"

        
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 09, 2007, 04:02:30 pm


  Scott you gave me tears,,,                                                          janice
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 09, 2007, 04:10:53 pm
"Yes, there is a lot worse things to be.  Thats for sure,"  "Ok
daddy, then I guess its not so bad to be a doofus, is it?"

         

Aw...I can hear her sayin this to him
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Penthesilea on March 09, 2007, 04:53:37 pm
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

Barbara (goadra) volunteered to help create an archive of all the drabbles from the drabblefest. Many wonderful thanks to Barbara for taking on this job!

She created a LiveJournal Community and it can be found here:

http://community.livejournal.com/bbmdrabblefest/



Barbara, this is wonderful  :D. I already bookmarked the site. Thanks so much for your work. It's appreciated  :-*.
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Post by: mariez on March 09, 2007, 04:57:12 pm

    
    " Daddy Jr said to Ennis."  "Yeah" he asks?  "Whats a doofus?"  "Well its a person that
acts stupid or dumb."  "Why do you wanta know?"  "Cause this Billy Gradey called me one."
"Well pay him no mind girl, hes probably one hisself." "Daddy, am i a doofus?"  "No darlin you aren't no doofus."  "I know a doofus first hand, and you ain't nothing like him."  "Good"  she
says.  I don't want anyone to think Im stupid, or dumb."  "Well darlin if you were, there is
a lot worse things."  "I kinda like a doofus anyway."  "They are usually a whole lot of fun, and
nice besides." 
     "They will try to cheer you up when you are sad.  Make you laugh, and be understandin
when you need a friend."  "Yes, there is a lot worse things to be.  Thats for sure,"  "Ok
daddy, then I guess its not so bad to be a doofus, is it?"         

Ennis - and you - are very wise.  Maybe we need more doofuses in the world.   :)

Thanks, Janice
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on March 09, 2007, 06:20:18 pm
They Knew About It Too

(August 1972)

“You’re a doofus” yelled Jenny.
“Naw, you’re the doofus” answered Alma Jr. tagging Jenny, as they were playing in front of the apartment above the laundromat.

“Jenny, lets go get some candy, I got a dollar.”

“Momma can we go get candy, please, please Momma”  Alma Jr. yelled through the open door.

Alma came to the door.
“Well, I guess, but you gotta hold Jenny’s hand.”

“Okay momma, I will.”

They went to the store a few blocks away.   Jenny got two red lollipops.  Alma Jr. got a piece of bubblegum and one of those sticky candies. They started walking slowly home.

“When I’m big I’m gonna live in a big town, with lotsa stores” Jenny said.

When they got almost home, before the Elks lodge, they saw a red and white truck parked on the side.

“Hey, that’s Daddy” Jenny exclaimed.

Daddy was in the truck with another man with dark hair.  They were sitting there talking then suddenly they put their hands on each others faces and they pressed the mouths together, twisting and turning their heads.

“Alma!”

Alma Jr. took Jenny’s hand.

Daddy and the man were like that for a while, then they were hugging.  Then the man took Daddy’s face in his hands, stared at him, and kissed him on the mouth once again.

Then Ennis got out, looked back, and began walking home, carrying a bag and fishing pole.

Alma Jr. and Jenny walked silently behind him.

When Ennis got to the swing set he bent down near the pole to fix the wire that was sticking out.  His head was down.

“Alma, Daddy’s cryin.”
Alma quickly put her hand over Jenny’s mouth.  They were a bit away but they could hear his sobs as he bent by the swing set, twisting that wire in his hands.  Then he got up and went upstairs.

Alma Jr. leaned down and put her hands on Jenny’s shoulders.

“You don’t tell nobody 'bout this, and don’t say notthin.  Not to Momma, not to Daddy, ya hear me?”

Jenny nodded.

The walked to their home, climbed the stairs and went inside.


(I always had the feeling that they knew.)
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Post by: Lumière on March 09, 2007, 06:28:39 pm
Hiya folks!
My dabble of the day:  :)  This one went a little long ..



Taking off ..

Washakie County, June 1964

Ennis walked out of the stables, brushing off little pieces of hay and wood shavings from his canvas coat.  The horse stalls were mucked out, the water troughs cleaned and replenished and the animals bedded down for the night.  He liked working as a wrangler.  He’d had this job for a few months and he preferred it to his prior work on little ranches, some of which lasted no more than a week, two or three if he was lucky. 

“Hey Del Mar!  Don’t rush off!  Come on, stick around and have some whiskey with us!”  Jimmy called out to Ennis as he started to leave, waving about the bottle concealed in a brown paper bag.  Ennis turned around, two of the ranch hands were seated on the ground a few meters from the stables, he smiled at them.

“No, best be gettin’ back.  Alma’s expectin’ me.  She gets tired a lot these days, ya know, what with her bein’ pregnant an’ all..”

“Nah, come on, relax, she’ll be jus’ fine!” the other youth, Tom responded.

Ennis complied reluctantly and sat down heavily beside Tom, his eyes fixed to the ground.

“So, y’all wanna hear some news?  That Pete who works down at the Supermarket, I hear he's a dirty queer!  Can y’all believe it?  Makes me sick to my stomach!” Jimmy said, taking a swig from the bottle.  Ennis froze, his eyes glued to the ground, his heart racing.

Tom took the bottle from Jimmy, “Pete ain’t no queer!  He don’t act like a fairy or nothin’..” he added, gulping down some of the brew and then passing the bottle to Ennis.

“Can’t imagin’ a man lettin’ another man stick his dick up his wazoo.. Disgustin'!  Like my daddy says, all the dirty queers deserve to be strung up with wire and ..”, he stopped short when Ennis suddenly dropped the whiskey bottle and got up to his feet in haste.  He was red-faced and his hands were trembling.  “Best be off ..” he mumbled, leaving Jimmy and Tom staring after him in surprise.

“What the fuck did I say??  He’s queer too or somethin’?” Jimmy cried.

Tom shook his head, picking up the whiskey bottle.  “Shut the fuck up Jimmy!  Yer bein' a doofus!  There ain’t no way he’s queer!  He’s married an’ all, remember?”  He shook his head at Jimmy disapprovingly, and then turned to look at Ennis’ retreating figure in the distance, thinking to himself .. ‘You gotta hide it better than that Del Mar, Lord knows I do..'
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 09, 2007, 07:11:03 pm
It took awhile for the drabble muse to hit some folks today, but once it did, we've had some great stuff!

I am still waiting for my muse to come visit...LOL. Maybe on the drive home.

L
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Post by: fernly on March 09, 2007, 07:36:42 pm
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

goadra volunteered to help create an archive of all the drabbles from the drabblefest. Many wonderful thanks to Barbara for taking on this job!

She created a LiveJournal Community and it can be found here:

http://community.livejournal.com/bbmdrabblefest/

Entries are tagged by date, prompt, and author so now folks have a quick and easy way to go back and read favorites. One drawback of the threads here is that it is hard to find stuff. The archive solves that problem.

Please take a moment to visit the archive. If you have suggestions or comments, please contact either me or goadra. Thanks!

Leslie

How wonderful!   :D  :D  :D
Thank you!

Fern
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Post by: mariez on March 09, 2007, 10:58:15 pm
They Knew About It Too
.  .  .
(I always had the feeling that they knew.)

It's like I said the other day - kids always know more than we think, don't they?


.  .  .
Tom shook his head, picking up the whiskey bottle.  “Shut the fuck up Jimmy!  Yer bein' a doofus!  There ain’t no way he’s queer!  He’s married an’ all, remember?”  He shook his head at Jimmy disapprovingly, and then turned to look at Ennis’ retreating figure in the distance, thinking to himself .. ‘You gotta hide it better than that Del Mar, Lord knows I do..'

Oh, that was excellent - I didn't see that coming!


I am still waiting for my muse to come visit...LOL. Maybe on the drive home.

Maybe your muse will visit you twice tomorrow!  :)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 09, 2007, 11:17:14 pm


     Thank you Goadra.  We all appreciate all the work you do.  You are our official gate keeper.
It is a job no doubt.  But it is wonderful you have taken it on. 
                                                                                                  Janice
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Post by: Lumière on March 10, 2007, 03:34:25 am
Marie,

I wish all my teachers were like you when I was in school!  Who knows how much i might have accomplished to date!  ;D
Thanks for all the encouraging words you continue to leave for all drabblers.  I certainly appreciate them a great deal.

I think Scott said it best -

Aw thanks Marie...what I need is to find some way to put you in my alarm clock so that when 5 am hits everyday, I can awake to the sound of your wonderfully encouraging words.

Muah! :)

~M
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 10, 2007, 08:37:24 am
Morning, all...

Try these prompts:


Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 10, 2007, 10:03:06 am
Riverton, WY
April, 1968

“This is a prescription for penicillin,” said the doctor, ripping the sheet off the small pad. “Ten days, like before, make sure she takes all of it.”

Alma nodded as she took the paper. The physician slipped the pad into his black bag and snapped it shut. “This is Jenny’s third bout of tonsillitis in a year,” he said. “You might want to think about getting her tonsils out.”

“Surgery, ya mean?” asked Alma. The doctor nodded yes. “We ain’t got insurance,” she said, her voice soft.

“I understand.” He paused. “It’s ten dollars, for the house call.”

Alma fished in her purse, pulling out a few worn bills. “I have nine here. Ennis,” she said, turning to her husband, “you have a dollar?”

He pulled a crumpled bill from his jeans pocket and handed it over, then took the prescription from Alma. “I’ll go down ta the Rexall for this.”

“Thank you,” said Alma. “Stop at the post office, too.”

*****

Ennis looked at his truck, then decided to walk to the drug store. He felt cramped and confined, stuck in the small apartment, Jenny crying from her fever and sore throat. Damn, what kinda father am I? he thought. I’m supposed ta be protectin’ my family, takin’ care of em, and I can barely put food on the table. And now the lil one needs an operation?

At the Rexall, he pushed open the door, the bell tinkling, and walked to the counter. Wordlessly, he handed slip of paper to the pharmacist, who read it, then looked up. “Jenny sick again?” he said.

Ennis nodded. “Her tonsils. Doc says she may need em out.”

“That’s a hard decision,” he said, his eyes reflecting genuine concern. “This’ll be ready in twenty minutes.”

“You can put it on account for us?”

“A course. Alma always settles up when she gets her paycheck.”

Ennis nodded. “I’m goin’ ta the post office. I’ll be back.”

“Mornin’ Ennis,” said the postmistress, handing him a sheaf of mail. “Nothin’ much for ya, but ya did get a postcard with a picture a that newfangled Astrodome down ta Houston.”

He looked at her sharply. Ennis had always had a feeling that she read their mail—probably everybody’s mail. He really should get a post office box, but that was just another expense that he couldn’t afford.

He stopped on the sidewalk and looked for a minute at the picture on card, then turned it over slowly.

May 8 at the Wind Rivers
camping spot.
See ya then.
Jack

Ennis slipped the card into his pocket, his worries about money and illness momentarily forgotten. A week a Jack. A week a somebody else protectin’ me. He smiled for the first time that day, then turned and walked back to the drug store.


(470 words)
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Post by: Cameron on March 10, 2007, 10:04:19 am
(I am afraid my muse starting to leave too...but just let what came out come out.)

The Lake

May 1981

Ennis packed up the black bag.  It was new, a present from Cassie.  She said that he needs some finer things.  He packed it up with some shirts and socks and more things that he needed for a week.  He really didn't want to use the bag for a the trip to see Jack but he didn’t want Cassie to be upset.  He didn’t want her to look at him the way that she does.

Ennis got into the truck with the bag and began driving, with the horses in the back. There really was no need to bother taking the fishing pole any more. Ennis drove and drove for what seemed like hours.  The sky kept changing from light to dark and then back to light then dark once again. He couldn’t wait to get there, but something just felt not right.

Ennis finally got there.  Jack was there waiting. He was wearing a big beige parka and he what standing looking at the lake. Ennis walked up behind him.  He put his arms around him. Jack turned around.  Jack kissed him, a long slow kiss.

“I couldn’t wait till ya got here”

Jack kissed him again.

“I never can wait to see ya” Jack said again, now wrapping his arms around Ennis's waist.  Ennis never lost that feeling ever since that first time, of how safe and protected he felt with Jack’s arms around him.  Never got that feeling any other time. But something didn’t feel right this time.

They went to unpack the trucks. They unloaded the horses.  They unpacked the new tent. Jack looked at Ennis’s fancy bag.  He didn’t say anything about it.  Ennis saw him looking, didn’t know how he was going to tell him.  How to tell Jack all the things that he needed to tell him.  But he went over to Jack, helped take off that big parka and wrapped his arms around him once more. 

There was that darn voice in his head saying “somethin not right, ain’t right at all”

Jack's arms went tight around him again, real tight, but now even with those arms around him, Ennis just couldn’t shake off that feeling.



 
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 10, 2007, 12:30:10 pm
THE GIFT

November 1983, Jack survives to make this trip.

“Ennis, let's take walk, need to work off this meal”

“We otta be headin’ back, more ‘n two hours back to Riverton.”

“Just around the block, won’t take anytime at ‘ll. Come on” Jack looks to Ennis, then back at a lot across the street oppisite the direction they are headed, satisfied with what he sees falls into step with Ennis

“All right then, but we should get a move on.” Ennis moves to walk in step with Jack.

They are both enjoying their stroll. Ennis who can count the times on less than one full hand the times he has been to Rawlins in his lifetime is looking about, seeing the feed store, etc. When they’re almost to the street to where Jack parked the pair pass Fairmont Ford Lincoln-Mercury, On the new vehicle lot aside from a white Mercury Marquis wagon with fake wood on the sides, a teal green Ford LTD II sedan and a silver Thunderbird are twelve Ford pickups in various configurations , full size models except for two Rangers. All of these are parked facing the street except one. It is a brand new 1984 F-150 XLT long bed two tone white and blue, nice factory sport wheels, Dura-Line plastic bedliner, parked in the lot parallel to the street. Hooked on the back is a brand new Featherlite two axle horse trailer at a slight angle so as to fit on the lot. Jack stops, tilts is head to the lot. looks to Ennis. “Come on, let’s take a look”

The last thing Ennis ever wants to do is to look at new trucks he could never afford. He looks down hands in pockets. “Naw, go ahead if you want, I’ll just stay here.” not wanting to disappoint Jack.

“Aw come on bud. It never hurts to look” Jack gives Ennis’s arm a gentle tug.

Ennis very reluctantly follows Jack still looking down. Jack walks over to the F-150 with the horse trailer, examines it, pats fender. “What do you think of this one?”

Ennis barely looks, turns away. “It’s alright I guess.”

“Bet a fella would have no problem haulin’ a couple a horses in this rig.” said Jack in his best salesman’s banter.

“Let’s go Jack, we gotta get back., huh.” Ennis is antsy to leave.

Jack pulls out a large clear plastic envelope with Fairmont Ford Lincoln-Mercury printed on it from his jacket, tosses it to Ennis, tilting his head at the truck and trailer. “It’s yours Ennis."

“Wh……What” looking at Jack.

“The truck and trailer, it’s yours” Jack looking Ennis in the eyes. “You deserve it Ennis, work hard all you life…..” Jack comes over to the drivers door by Ennis reaches around and opens it, squeezes Ennis’s shoulder, gives him a hearty pat on the back.

Ennis is dumbfounded, looks blankly inside, unable to take this all in. “I can’t take……it…it’s to much.”

Jack, hand resting on Ennis’s back . “It’s all right Ennis, all bought and paid for, registration, insurance, title, truck and trailer, everything’s in that packet, extra keys too. Yours Ennis.”

“Jack, I….can’t…….I never could……. have……I can’t accept….” Ennis stammers.

“Don’t cha like it?" Jack feigning disappointment.

“This….this is the prettiest truck I ever seen…….” Looks at the truck, touches the outside of the cab, runs his hand on the finish, rubs the door molding.

“It’s alright Ennis”. Jack said in his most gentle voice.

Ennis confused, unable think clearly. “Jack you gotta make ‘m take it back”

On queue Jack begins to walk away. “To late bud, papers there say it belongs to a Mr. Ennis Del Mar of Riverton Wyoming” . Jacks voice trails away.

Ennis, who realizes Jack is no longer standing next to him. “Jack….Jack, you come back here.”

Jack sees Ennis breaks in to a youthful sprint to his truck. “Whooaa…..”Jack looks back at Ennis, breaks in to a wide playful grin.

“Damn you Jack, you come on back here…..”. Ennis starts after Jack.

Jack reaches his truck, opens the door, stands wide smile in the opening. “ENNIS.” Jack shouts.

Startled Ennis stops in his tracks for just a moment.

“Drive safe cowboy!” said Jack, with a wink grins back at Ennis, timing just right, jumps in, starts up and drives away.

"Damn you!….Jack f….g Twist, you come back here, where do yr’ thinks you goin’ . Huh?" Ennis is running after Jack’s truck. “How the hell am I s’ posed get back to Riverton now? Huh?……. Come on Jack……what the hell……do ya think yer doin‘?…….get your ass back here!” Ennis running down the street after Jacks, his truck getting smaller and smaller, then turning toward the highway. “Damn! What am I supposed to do now? Huh?” Looking down, Ennis sees he is still clutching the packet from Fairmont Ford Lincoln-Mercury.

Back at the lot, hardly able to even breathe Ennis looks into the trailer, seeing oak floor, safety harnesses for the horses in place, two water fountains up front for the horses, brand new shovel and push broom hooked on bracket on one side.   Ennis open one of the lockers and sees four brand new striped woolen horse blankets , thick of the best quality. He pulls one part way out and sees ‘Thunder’ embroidered, another says ‘Lightning’. Inside the other locker are two brand new harnesses with reins, two new leather bridals, coil of the best rope, a stocked medicine shelf with various vitamins, remedies, first aid, etc. Ennis is overwhelmed.

Looking in the cab he notices for the first time a clutch pedal and large cane type gearshift for the heavy duty 4 speed tranny with an extra low granny gear.  Ennis remembered all the times he drove Jack’s trucks, telling him he had no use for the automatic transmissions they had. On some of his employers ranch trucks he had always found that extra low gear useful but the only two pickups he ever owned had a ‘three on the tree’

Down on the floor of the passenger side Ennis for the first time sees a large bucket, inside are several containers of carnauba wax, polish, bug and tar remover, carpet cleaner, tire brush, wash mitt, sprayer, several chamois‘s , tire pressure gage, car wash soap and a envelope with ‘Ennis' written on it. Ennis pulls it out.

Ennis

I know you will always keep your truck spic and span..

I’m nothing nowhere if I can’t never see you bud.

Jack


Ennis fishes out his keys, pushes in the clutch, starts his truck, listens to the 351 V8 engine idle quietly, slips it into low, pulls out of the lot and starts to makes his way to HWY 287/720. As he settles the his new Ford at a cruising speed , thankful he didn't have to trust his old pickup on this long cold lonely two lane highway, its heater long ago bypassed when a hose ruptured. Sunset looming on his left, Ennis relaxes at bit enjoying the smooth ride, stretches out on the comfortable cloth bench seat still feeling the warmth and welcome muscle soreness of their steel embrace, now many hours passed back at the lake, each holding on so hard so the other wouldn’t feel him shake, facing away when they finally pulled apart so as not to see the other's tears, yet each knowing both of their faces were wet. Jack, with whom he always felt so safe, always the comforter, protector, protecting him now as he drove back to Riverton. God, Ennis thought it felt so good to have Jack in his arms, faces pressed together, waking up wrapped around him, maybe……just maybe……

More that three hours had passed before Ennis finally saw the first lights of Riverton thru the windshield, still distant in the horizon. With the trailer in tow on the narrow highway he didn’t want to take it much above 50MPH. Not having made this trip often Ennis missed the Hwy 287 split at Windy Gap to Lender and had to backtrack a few miles. When he had gotten almost halfway, just outside of Jeffery City, he had to pull over for a while, Ennis could no longer hold back his tears.

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Fordtruck.jpg)

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Post by: Lumière on March 10, 2007, 12:41:30 pm
Mornin folks!

Awesome drabbles so far everyone!  Thank you.   :)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 10, 2007, 12:59:12 pm
.  .  .
Thanks for all the encouraging words you continue to leave for all drabblers.  I certainly appreciate them a great deal.
.  .  .

Muah! :)

~M

Muah back, Milli!  My pleasure, really.  The least I can do for all you wonderful writers.

Marie
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Post by: opinionista on March 10, 2007, 01:39:39 pm
I just went through the archives and wow, what a wonderful idea. Thanks goadra. I have to get drabbling soon. It's been sometime since the last time I did. Hopefully, this week.
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Post by: mariez on March 10, 2007, 01:40:05 pm
.  .  .
   "Ya...  I have a friend."

   "Good." 

   Ennis looked out the window... one of those long distance stares...  "That's the problem, Doc..."
.   .  .

Oh, Ennis.  You really don't know how to fix it, do you.  I especially liked the lines about the horses - so true.


.  .  .
Ennis slipped the card into his pocket, his worries about money and illness momentarily forgotten. A week a Jack. A week a somebody else protectin’ me. He smiled for the first time that day, then turned and walked back to the drug store.

This was frustrating, heartbreaking, but so sweet all at once, Leslie.  Very nicely done.


(I am afraid my muse starting to leave too...but just let what came out come out.)
. . .
“I never can wait to see ya” Jack said again, now wrapping his arms around Ennis's waist.  Ennis never lost that feeling ever since that first time, of how safe and protected he felt with Jack’s arms around him.  .  . 

I'm glad you listened to your muse, Marl. 


THE GIFT

November 1983, Jack survives to make this trip.
.  .  .

My husband is a car lover, Mark -  so I can appreciate all those details!  And I really love the idea of that truck serving as a Ennis's protector when Jack can't be with him. 

Thanks, all
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 10, 2007, 01:45:14 pm


My husband is a car lover, Mark -  so I can appreciate all those details!  And I really love the idea of that truck serving as a Ennis's protector when Jack can't be with him. 

Thanks, all
Marie
Thanks Marie. This is a shortened version of '131 MILES TO RIVERTON'

Mark
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Post by: Penthesilea on March 10, 2007, 02:17:46 pm
Thanks Marie. This is a shortened version of '131 MILES TO RIVERTON'

Mark

I love this story Mark.
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Post by: Lumière on March 10, 2007, 02:27:27 pm
Thanks Marie. This is a shortened version of '131 MILES TO RIVERTON'

Mark

Mark, are the story's links posted somewhere on the board?  :)
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 10, 2007, 02:44:31 pm
Mark, are the story's links posted somewhere on the board?  :)
Here is a link to the thread in Fanfic stories http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,2690.0.html

A couple of the newer ones are listed on page 2 in       Brokeback Mountain Fan Fiction & Poetry

This is the Fanfic link to all E & J stories. http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1064332/  and click homepage, all six should appear.


Mark
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Post by: Lumière on March 10, 2007, 02:48:07 pm
Here is a link to the thread in Fanfic stories http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,2690.0.html

This is the Fanfic link to all E & J stories.http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1064332/

Mark

Excellent.  :)  Thanks Mark.
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Post by: Lumière on March 10, 2007, 02:57:13 pm
Okay, I just finished my drabble.  I kinda went over the word limit but .. here goes ..  :)



Forgotten Sunday ..

Sunday July 24th, 1966

They’d moved into a little two-bedroom apartment above the only laundromat in Riverton.  It was furnished with an old stove and refrigerator, the plumbing had just been redone.  It was humble, but Alma liked it; at the very least, it was in town.  She’d had her fair share of solitude and deprivation in lonesome ranches, Ennis putting in long, hard hours each day.  She loved him - the way he worked so hard to care for the family and the way he was protective of the girls.  They were far from well-off, but they were a family, what she’d always wanted.

It had been a fairly uneventful Sunday, quieter than she was accustomed to.  The girls had spent the day with her sister and were now happily tucked away in bed; Ennis was still out, he’d been called away to the ranch early that morning.  Alma stood at the kitchen sink, busily washing the dirty dishes from supper.  She peered out the kitchen window, still no sign of him.  She sighed, ‘I wonder if he’s forgotten..’ she thought.

She’d settled down in front of the television with her knitting when she finally heard his old truck come to a stop outside, then heavy footsteps on the wooden stairs and few moments later he was hanging his hat by the door.

“Hey honey..” he called as he walked into the living room.

“Hey Ennis,” he placed a kiss on her lips.

“Girls asleep?” he inquired.  She nodded and managed a little smile.

“Okay.  Wait here, I’ll be right back.”  He disappeared momentarily and returned with a big smile and little box, elegantly wrapped in cream-colored wrapping paper with little flowers embossed all over it.   “This is for ya.  Open it now if ya like..” he handed her the box and knelt down on the carpet beside her feet.

Her knitting now forgotten on the sofa, Alma carefully untied the pink ribbon on the box, her eyes darting back to Ennis’ face just before she opened it.

“Oh dear God, Ennis…” she gasped, pulling out the dainty little black embroidered bag she’d spotted at Wilson’s Antiques in town, a couple of weeks before.  “Oh God Ennis, how did you .. I thought you’d forgotten .. I.. ” she swallowed, “We could never afford this .. I know I said I liked it, but ..” Ennis reached for her hand.

“Hey hey, never mind the money.  It’s yers now.  I know I ain’t home much and I don’t always tell ya, but I see everything yer doing for us.  You take such good care of my little darlins, and ..” he paused, wiping a tear rolling down her cheek. “Well, I know I don’t buy ya all the new things you deserve but I’m workin’ hard for us.”  He kissed her gently on the lips.  She pulled him to herself in a tight embrace, her tears of happiness flowing freely, momentarily lost for words .. “Happy 21st birthday honey,” he said, resting his head upon her shoulder.



                                                 (http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Misc/babbc7f2.jpg)


I made good of my promise - A happy story for one of Our Brokeback ladies .. 8)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 10, 2007, 04:05:25 pm

Nap Time 



Wednesday, May 15, 1968  11:02 a.m.   



Jack sighed, leaning on Ennis heavily, arm around the taller man’s waist, as the two men walked across the camp, re-entering the tent. Jack groaned noisily, collapsing unceremoniously onto his left side, eyes immediately closing. One would have thought he was instantly asleep, the moment his head hit the bedroll, but for the fact that his right hand came up behind him, without looking, grabbing for Ennis, pulling the man down beside him, without saying a word, but managing to convey everything known and everything felt with that one simple little gesture.

Jack was asleep within moments.

Ennis coiled himself around Jack, protectively, pressing his face deeply into the man’s thick soft hair, as he always did. But once he recognized the steady sound of sleep upon his friend, Ennis lifted his head for a time, just watching, as Jack rested in peaceful satisfied slumber…exactly how long, Ennis couldn't say…before he finally turned over to peer out the tent flap for a while, his eyes surveying as far as he could see…the contents of their black duffle bags strewn across the camp, the horses in the meadow, the rushing sound of the nearby stream, the birds in the trees, the sound of small animals scurrying on the ground…taking in everything, all in one fell swoop. Ennis squinted, narrowing his eyes, seemingly staring down an unseen yet palpable presence, as if warning nature itself to stay clear of hindering their happiness.

Satisfied at last, Ennis tied the tent flap closed, and slid his long body securely once more beside his restful friend, wrapping himself around Jack like a protective shelter, and laying a defending arm across the quiet body rising and falling slowly in rhythmic, peaceful serenity.

“…sleep well, Bud. I’m right here.”

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(300 Words)   
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Okay, yes…I completely and totally cheated with this drabble.   ;)

With the exception of some minor tweaking to fit in the “black duffle bags,” this entire piece is lifted from the end of “Warmest Week of the Year,” – Part 4.
(But I realize a few of you already know that.     ;)     lol  )

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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on March 10, 2007, 04:26:48 pm
   
"Sure thing..."  He picked up the bag and made for the door.  He turned and said. 
"... just like your horses...  Ya hear?"

"Yea, Doc.  Thanks."


I loved this one.   
TH,  this is my favorite of all that you've written so far.    :)   

That really struck a chord, telling Ennis to treat himself as well as he treated his horses. 
Really, really nice.   :)

C*
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Post by: Cameron on March 10, 2007, 06:39:34 pm
“Hey hey, never mind the money.  It’s yers now.  I know I ain’t home much and I don’t always tell ya, but I see everything yer doing for us.  You take such good care of my little darlins, and ..” he paused, wiping a tear rolling down her cheek. “Well, I know I don’t buy ya all the new things you deserve but I’m workin’ hard for us.”  He kissed her gently on the lips.  She pulled him to herself in a tight embrace, her tears of happiness flowing freely, momentarily lost for words .. “Happy 21st birthday honey,” he said, resting his head upon her shoulder.

Aw M,  I just loved that, so nice that Alma finally had a good day..... with Ennis. Just lovely. :)
I will give Cassie a good day soon.

Wonderful drabbles today everyone. :D



To Everyone,

Earlier today I sort of had a fantasy that came to me reading the comments, I thought I would share.

 I imagined all the drabblers getting together in real life.  I imagine we all could spend hours and hours if not more just telling wonderful stories about BBM and lots of other things too. 

Of course with us will be Marie, encouraging us and laughing with us and taking such good care of us all.

Wouldn't that be sweet....

 :) :) :)


And thank you so very much Goadra, for all that work on the archive.  It is wonderful :D
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Post by: mariez on March 10, 2007, 07:05:19 pm
Forgotten Sunday ..
.  .  .
 “Happy 21st birthday honey,” he said, resting his head upon her shoulder.

I made good of my promise - A happy story for one of Our Brokeback ladies .. 8)

Aww, that really was lovely, M - and when he mentioned her birthday at the end it struck me again how young they all are - forget that sometimes.


.  .  .
Satisfied at last, Ennis tied the tent flap closed, and slid his long body securely once more beside his restful friend, wrapping himself around Jack like a protective shelter, and laying a defending arm across the quiet body rising and falling slowly in rhythmic, peaceful serenity.

“…sleep well, Bud. I’m right here.”

That's not cheating, C*   :)  It's impossible to read that too many times.


Your "fantasy" made me smile, Marl.  Thanks. 

Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 10, 2007, 10:27:57 pm
EXCELLENT WRITING EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 10, 2007, 11:40:48 pm
     "What is it that I can do to save and protect these for he rest of my life?"  Ennis walks
over and sits on the edge of his narrow bed in the trailer.  He has held them all night long, he
felt he could just wrap himself in the shirts, and lay there until he went to find Jack. 
     "How could I not realized that you, took my shirt Jack?  He feels the blood flood to his face, the anger towards himself and the disgust he feels for the life they  have missed. 
His eyes are filled with unshed tears and his anger all at once are giving him a tumultious, and cramping gut. Ennis has no knowledge of what to do at this point in his life.  Not like he
ever has been the soul of forthought.
     "Jack, you have always been the one to make the decisions."  "You had to get hold of me, after four long years.  I, never would have been brave enough, to do that." "You were the one to ask me to have the (Sweet Life)."  "You are the one to always ask for more time, more time."  "I don't know what to do no more Jack."  "Your are were and always have been,
my compass." 
     "What do I do now Jack?  What do we do, how do we now find each other?"  "Its now
my turn to take care of the shirts."  "This time I will take the job of protecting you, and you will have to depend on me.  I promise I will try to do as good as you done Jack."  "Your shirt
is  goin inside of mine, this time.."it'll be me protecting yours."  "I don't see why I didn"t see
the way it truly was between us."  "I guess I always knew it.  I jus didn't wanta see."  "I know now."  "I know you always, loved me.  And I always, loved you too."  "I was just too shamed, and scared, ta admit it."  "Please forgive me Jack, please forgive me."  "I just hope some day, i'll be able to forgive myself." 

well that one went way over the line, on words
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 11, 2007, 12:08:50 am
     "What is it that I can do to save and protect these for he rest of my life?" 
Good job Janice!!!!!!!!
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Post by: Lumière on March 11, 2007, 01:35:49 am
Aw M,  I just loved that, so nice that Alma finally had a good day..... with Ennis. Just lovely. :)
I will give Cassie a good day soon.

Will be waiting on it Marl!  ;)


Aww, that really was lovely, M - and when he mentioned her birthday at the end it struck me again how young they all are - forget that sometimes.

True Marie.  I went with the assumption that Alma was 18ish when they got married ..
Yap, kids, they were!  :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 11, 2007, 08:20:27 am
Hi everyone,

Let's give these prompts a go, shall we?


Leslie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 11, 2007, 10:35:01 am
     Ennis and the girls were watching the telivision in the living room.  The girls wearing their new jeans and shirts they had been given for christmas.  Alma jr. was wearing her green plaid, and Jenny in the blue.  It was a lazy Sunday afternoon.  Alma sits silently knitting.  She is
forever knitting, it seems.  She is thinking of the things she saw yesterday as she was walking
downtown for groceries.  She saw those new televisions in the furniture store.  All those
beautiful new and stylish things..Things she could never expect to have. She was getting
tired of trying to get him to get a better job.  He never seemed to care about anything that
made their life any nicer.  He just didn't care.  He never really wanted anything new.
     The girls were grousing about getting a snack, Alma pointed out, that they could get, some
bread and butter in the kitchen.."you could even put some cinnamon and sugar on it."   They asked their, "daddy, can't we go get an ice cream instead?"  He glances over at Alma
questioningly.  She shrugs with little notice, "I don't care, if your daddy has the money."  He
says, " I guess so.  I don't have much, will a dollar fifty do it?"  "Oh yes daddy, that is plenty."
"Ice cream is only thirty five cents at the store."    "Well can you get there by yourself, this
movie marathon is still going."  "I would like to see the end of this one.  Its real good.  "Its called "Duel at Diabalo" don't forget to put your new tennies on."  "Its still kind of rough 
out there, since they re graveled the parking lot.  It will be very tough on ya feet
darlins."  "Oh, thank you daddy, thank you, we will come right back we promise."  "Yeah,
Jenny echos, we promise."  Now their life again settles back to the sameness of normal,
Ennis, watching television, and Alma to her knitting.
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Post by: Cameron on March 11, 2007, 10:38:41 am
The Picnic

(July 1979)
Cassie was making little bread and butter sandwiches.  Just like the ones that she saw in one of those magazines.   She was making tiny sandwiches with little bits of cucumber and onion and tomatoes.  It was a beautiful sunny day and she had finally convinced Ennis to go on a picnic.  He was supposed to come pick her up soon.  She got dressed in her shorts and sneakers.  She was going to wear the sandals with the high wedge heels but she decided that the sneakers were better.

There was a knock on her door, Cassie opened it and it was Ennis, even earlier than he was supposed to come.

“Hey Cassie, see I’m all ready for your picnic, look at what I got.”

And from behind his back he now showed her a bottle of wine, the one she liked.

She smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

They went out to the truck.  They drove to the hill, the large hill just at the foot of the mountains.  They passed a pair of young men running, in shorts but with no shirts, who ran as if they were getting ready for a marathon.  Cassie turned back to look at them, and stared at their bodies illuminated by the sweat glistening in the sun.

Ennis turned as they passed but he didn’t say a word, he barely said a word the whole ride up.

They got to the hill and out of the truck.  Cassie began to set up the picnic.  Ennis walked over to the stream a little farther away.  He stood there for a little while, than turned and came back.

“Here, Cassie”  he said and in his hand were some purple and pink wildflowers that she didn’t see him pick.

She smiled, and took them from his hand.  He stood there grinning like a little kid.

She stood up and went over next to him, he put his arms around her. She put her lips on his.
Even when they were kissing, Cassie kept smiling to herself, maybe this picnic really will turn out to be just like she hoped it would be.


(See, I kept my promise too)
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Post by: fernly on March 11, 2007, 12:10:41 pm
an AU drabble...
(apparently I can write angst-free once in a while...)

     Ennis was bent over, lacing up his old sneakers, when Jack walked, yawning, into the kitchen. The sun wasn’t quite up yet, was just barely lifting the indigo of the sky that filled the curtainless window.
     “You still plannin’ on that marathon craziness?”
     “Yep.”
     “What distance you up to now?”
     “Ten miles, give or take.”
     “And how long’s that marathon?”
     “Twenty-six.”
     “You’re out of your fuckin’ mind.”
     Ennis muttered something in the direction of his feet.
     “What?”
     When Ennis looked up, there was the tell-tale wicked glint in his brown eyes that Jack knew meant his chain was about to be yanked. Damn, but he loved that look.
     “You’re just worried I’m gonna come home with a medal and you won’t be the only prize-winner in the family anymore.”
     “Right, that’s it. I’m threatened that my stayin' on the back of a two thousand pound bull that wanted to kill me won’t look so good up against your “I Was There” medal for being one of several hundred old fools runnin' down the streets of Denver.”
     Ennis shook his head, grabbed a water bottle and tore off a hunk of bread from the loaf sitting on the tiled counter. Reminded Jack of something he’d read about that John Muir fella who’d head up into the mountains with nothing more than a canteen of tea and some bread.
     “Wish you could run with me, Jack. Somethin’ about movin’ through all those miles, on my own two feet, helps me think, or stop thinkin’, whichever’s needed.”
     Jack shrugged, “Too busted up for that. How about after the chores’re done, if either of us got any energy left, we go for a long ride together?”
     The gleam in the brown eyes was back. “Which kind of ride you got in mind, friend?”
     Blue eyes flashed back, caught the sunlight that was just coming into their kitchen. “Either one, cowboy, just so’s we’re together.”

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Post by: mariez on March 11, 2007, 12:46:50 pm
.  .  . "This time I will take the job of protecting you, and you will have to depend on me.  I promise I will try to do as good as you done Jack."  "Your shirt
is  goin inside of mine, this time.."it'll be me protecting yours." 

Loved that Janice - what a great use of the prompt!

.  .  .
     The girls were grousing about getting a snack, Alma pointed out, that they could get, some bread and butter in the kitchen.."you could even put some cinnamon and sugar on it."   . . .

This brought back memories for me, Janice.  When I was a wee thing I used to slather a slice of bread with butter and sprinkle (pour) sugar all over it.  Eeeww - now just the thought of that makes my teeth hurt! 


The Picnic

(July 1979)
Cassie was making little bread and butter sandwiches.  Just like the ones that she saw in one of those magazines.  .   .  .

(See, I kept my promise too)

You sure did - and very nicely!  I really like all your references to Cassie dreaming through her magazines. 


an AU drabble...
(apparently I can write angst-free once in while...)
.  .  .
     “You’re just worried I’m gonna come home with a medal and you won’t be the only prize-winner in the family anymore.”
     “Right, that’s it. I’m threatened that my stayin' on the back of a two thousand pound bull that wanted to kill me won’t look so good up against your “I Was There” medal for being one of several hundred old fools running down the streets of Denver.”  .  .  .  .

Apparently so!  That was wonderful - and it wasn't just angst free - this made me laugh out loud!   :laugh:

Thanks, all.
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 11, 2007, 02:47:36 pm
Hiya folks!

My contribution:
(p/s: Contains coarse language .. 8) )



Three days before ..

Saturday, August 10th 1963

Jack’s head was rolled back, his breathing laboured and his eyes squeezed shut as Ennis’ tongue formed a wet trail on his back.  He inhaled sharply when Ennis entered him again, this time riding him hard and fast.  A thin film of sweat glistened between their hot, sliding bodies.  When Ennis reached around and grabbed his erect, weeping dick, Jack could feel the fire shooting down his spine like electric current through a copper wire; Ennis’ fingers slid up and down the entire length of him.  They held nothing back, their cries of pleasure pierced through the stillness of the night, the sheep long forgotten.   

“Goddamn..” Ennis cried as they landed in a naked, sweaty heap on the bedroll, short of breath and sated.  Ennis pulled out and lay on his back, his dick still half hard; Jack lay beside him, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. 

“Damn.  Feels like I jus’ ran a fuckin’ marathon ..swear to god!  Damn..” Jack added, a soft laugh escaping his lips.  In a rare moment, Ennis reached his left arm underneath Jack and pulled him closer to him, Jack’s head finally resting on his breast.  He was so close to telling Ennis how he really felt, but he bit his tongue and cracked a joke instead.

“Ya know, Ennis, me an’ you, we’re like bread and butter.  When I get hot, ya melt all over me .. when you get hot ..”

“Shut the fuck up Jack..” Ennis laughed.

“Whut?  I ain’t wrong am I?  Yer butter is salty, ya know that?” Jack teased, sticking his finger into Ennis’ navel playfully.

“Yer too much Jack!” Ennis smiled, his cheeks burning.  He pulled Jack closer to himself, as if to reveal an affection his lips could not utter.  They were starting to understand each other, relying on unspoken words, little gestures to acknowledge that what was transpiring between them was no slight affair.

Soon the two were fast asleep, naked in each others arms; completely unaware that in three short days, foot-high piles of the first snow would bring everything to a hasty and unexpected conclusion.

( ~ 360 words)
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Post by: mariez on March 11, 2007, 04:45:12 pm
.  .  .
“Ya know, Ennis, me an’ you, we’re like bread and butter.  When I get hot, ya melt all over me .. when you get hot ..”

“Shut the fuck up Jack..” Ennis laughed.

“Whut?  I ain’t wrong am I?  Yer butter is salty, ya know that?” Jack teased, sticking his finger into Ennis’ navel playfully.

Dang, M!!!  Now that's bread and butter - thanks!

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 11, 2007, 05:17:17 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
August 5, 1984

“What’re ya watchin’?”

“The Olympics.”

“I know it’s the Olympics, ya been watchin’ that for days. I meant, what event?”

“Women’s marathon.”

“That’s the long one, right?”

“Yup. 26.2 miles.”

“I didn’t know they had one a those for women.”

“This is the first year.”

“Ah, okay. Who’s winnin’?”

“A woman from Maine, name a Joan. Joan Benoit.”

Ennis slid down onto the couch. “Can I watch?”

“A course,” said Jack, moving over slightly.

“How far inta the race is she?”

“Near the end. I think there’s ‘bout a mile ta go.”

“Damn, she’s run 25 miles already? She hardly looks like she’s sweatin’.”

“I know, she’s like a machine. Lookit the muscles in her legs.”

Ennis nodded. “Yeah, she’s really strong. But ya know what?”

“What?”

“I like the divers better.”

Jack chuckled. “I know ya do, ya said that already. Too bad, though, the swimmin’ stuff is over.”

“All the swimmin’ stuff?”

“Yup, that was last week. Now they’re doin’ the track and field.”

“Track and field…races and relays and jumpin’ and shit?”

“That’s right.”

“Guys in shorts?”

“Yup.”

“That’ll do,” said Ennis, with a smile.

(196 words)
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Post by: mariez on March 11, 2007, 06:21:41 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
August 5, 1984

.   .  .
“Guys in shorts?”

“Yup.”

“That’ll do,” said Ennis, with a smile.

 :laugh:  - and loved how it was all dialogue.  Joan Benoit and the 1984 Olympics - I remember that well.  That was almost 23 years ago?  Now I feel really old.  LOL!!

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 11, 2007, 06:34:12 pm
:laugh:  - and loved how it was all dialogue.  Joan Benoit and the 1984 Olympics - I remember that well.  That was almost 23 years ago?  Now I feel really old.  LOL!!

Marie

Joan was on TV last night, doing a public service spot for colorectal cancer screening, which gave me the idea of the "marathon" prompt. I originally thought I'd write something sort of along Milli's idea, but she beat me to it...LOL...besides, my muse wasn't working that way for me today.

Just a bit of trivia...on August 5th, 1984, while the marathon was going on, my husband and I were attending the Maine Festival which that year happened to be on the Bowdoin College campus, Joan's alma mater. As the race was progressing, the excitement throughout the crowd was building, and TVs even started appearing. It was a very cool place to be and totally coincidental. Until that day, I am not even sure I had ever heard of Joan Benoit!

Leslie
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Post by: Lumière on March 11, 2007, 06:39:01 pm
I like the divers best too!  ;D


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Post by: MaineWriter on March 11, 2007, 06:52:13 pm
I like the divers best too!  ;D

Everybody likes the divers....

(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h243/lnicoll/5.jpg)

L
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Post by: Lumière on March 11, 2007, 06:57:59 pm
My..
Alexandre Despatie was just the one I had in mind!  8)  Cheers Leslie!
Plus, he is one of ours .. Canadian!!  ;D
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Post by: Cameron on March 11, 2007, 07:33:09 pm
Great drabbles today, Leslie and M ;D

I remember those Olympics too. I was between things that summer, back and forth in two different cities, but I kept watching the Olympics.  I also cannot believe it was so long ago.
Yes and I love the divers too. :D
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Post by: mariez on March 11, 2007, 07:34:42 pm

Just a bit of trivia...on August 5th, 1984, while the marathon was going on, my husband and I were attending the Maine Festival which that year happened to be on the Bowdoin College campus, Joan's alma mater. As the race was progressing, the excitement throughout the crowd was building, and TVs even started appearing. It was a very cool place to be and totally coincidental. Until that day, I am not even sure I had ever heard of Joan Benoit!

Leslie

Thanks for sharing that - what a nice memory!  I'm sure most people hadn't heard of her before that day, I know I hadn't - but that sure changed quickly!  As for Monsieur Despatie, "My . . ."  is right, Milli - My. . .  to the nth degree.   ;D

Thanks, Leslie
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 11, 2007, 10:29:43 pm
Hey Barbara .. what sort of icons are you looking for?  :)
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Post by: Lumière on March 12, 2007, 04:11:53 am
Hiya!

Barbara - I am not sure if you were looking for banners, but seeing as we don't have any on the LJ at the moment ..
Here are 2 potentials ..



(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/FanficCovers/0f365119.jpg)



(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/FanficCovers/ea7b4075.jpg)



Along the lines of something you could use?  :)


~M
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 12, 2007, 06:24:43 am
Hi everyone,

For today:


Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 12, 2007, 07:20:09 am
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
August 31, 1976

Ennis leaned against the wall of the bathroom, watching Jack as he rubbed shaving cream across his face, then picked up his razor. “I like watchin’ ya shave,” he commented.

“Ya do?”

Ennis nodded.

“What, ya think it’s sexy or somethin’?”

Ennis shrugged. “Mebbe sexy, I dunno, mebbe just a guy thing.”

Jack smiled at him as he continued to scrape the razor across his cheek. “A guy thing, huh?” he said, with a small wink. “Yer gay, En, y’know that.”

“Yeah, I know,” replied Ennis, looking down at his feet.

“Ever get a shave from a barber?”

Ennis shook his head no. “Ain’t got the money for that kind a stuff,” he said. “Besides, I ain’t sure I’d like some guy rubbin’ his hands all over my face.”

“Ya like me rubbin’ my hands on your face…”

“Yer diff’rent.”

“True.” Jack finished his shave, washing the remnants of cream off his face and rinsing his razor in the running water. “Who cut yer hair?”

Ennis looked puzzled. “What d’ya mean?”

“I mean, did ya go ta the barber for that?”

“Oh, no. My mama cut my hair, then my sister, then Alma.”

“But ya ain’t been with Alma for a while. Who’s been cuttin’ it now?”

“I tried ta do it myself,” said Ennis, his voice soft.

Jack stepped close to his lover and ran his fingers through his hair. “I could probably cut yer hair,” he said. “Not too hard ta learn ta do…”

Ennis didn’t say anything, just felt Jack’s touch and gentle caress at the base of his skull.

“Ain’t cuttin’ off the curls, though,” he said, leaning in for a kiss.

(284 words)
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Post by: mariez on March 12, 2007, 12:00:31 pm
Wow - Gorgeous banners, M !!!!



Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
August 31, 1976

Ennis leaned against the wall of the bathroom, watching Jack as he rubbed shaving cream across his face, then picked up his razor. “I like watchin’ ya shave,” he commented.
.  .  .

Ennis didn’t say anything, just felt Jack’s touch and gentle caress at the base of his skull.

“Ain’t cuttin’ off the curls, though,” he said, leaning in for a kiss.

Man-oh-man, L, shaving and hair caressing in one drabble!  Ahhh.... :)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 12, 2007, 12:34:47 pm
     A late Dec. day dawns on Riverton Wyoming.  Alma, Martin, wakes as usual at the early
hour, of 5:30 am.  She thinks of the day she has before her.  Her sleeping husband lies on the
bed next to her.  The fetus in her stomach, is beginning to stir.  It seems to need to have nourishment as well.  The precurser I guess to the early morning feedings when it finally does arrive.  She is nearly ready.  She had gotten rid of most of the girls baby things.  None of them
would be very nice, for the newborn though.  They were a lot of hand me downs from her sister, and other friends and family.  The only, new things she had gotten for the two girls, was
the knitted baby blankets, she had made for her tiny babies before they were born. 
     She had never had the money to buy a lot of beautiful, extras before.  This time was
gonna be different.  As if by some magic genies ability.  She now has a beautiful new bed, with all the fancy bedding and bumpers.  Its a lovely shade of green. That way it is ok for boy or girl.   Monroe had insisted that
his boy, was gonna have the best.  He always insisted.   "It was going to be a boy".. But then
don't most men do that?  She too seemed to feel it would be a boy, however.  She now has
new store bought blankets. sheets, and four dozen diapers.  She has gowns, and pajamas of
all colors, and little white t-shirts, that tie on the side.  She feels she has an abundance of
beautiful and lovely things.  The one thing, she has always dreamed of having though, was a
beautiful carriage.  One like you see all those fancy children with nannies, walking them thru a
park, have.  The fine hood, to protect the little treasure, and keep it dry in case of a sudden
spurt of rain or a bit of snow.  Those babies always seem to have been entirely protected.  No
harm, could ever, come to them.  That is what she would have, this time.  Monroe has said.
His son, will have the best, of everything.  They have to go all the way, to Laramie, to get it.  There is no place local that even sells them.  Yessir, she is in a different world, this time.  No
more hand me downs, or make dos for her, or for her babies neither.  Its time to get the
food ready, they will be leaving, right after breakfast.
     Ennis Del Mar, is on the other side of town, he is looking in the mirror, scrapes his hand across his morning stubble.  He wonders, acceptingly how many more shaves he can get
out of this razor before, he has to use a new one.
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Post by: Scott6373 on March 12, 2007, 01:35:13 pm
Razor 3/12/07  (Warning:  The disturbing images may not be suitable for all)



The steam from the hot bath water rose around her as she lowered her weary body into the scalding tub of dreams.  The cooing of her only child in the other room lulled her as her skin shrieked silently against hot water.  Soon, her body acclimatized, and the once painful emersion was now a soothing womb for her soul.  She slid down the slick enamel finish of the claw-foot tub, until all but her head, hair neatly drawn up in a bun, was submerged.  With the inevitability that she craved, her world faded away and was replaced by the peace that was her particular medicine.

“You gonna sit in that fucking tub all day?  Where’s my lunch?”

“I may just sit here all day.  Nothing better for me ta look forward to.”

“Get yer ass outta there.  That shitty kid a yours is bawlin, and I ain’t got no time for your backtalk.”

“Of mine?  So he ain’t yours no more huh?”

“Not sure he ever was.” 

There were certain cuts to her soul that she could no longer abide.  She rose, dripping from the now cool water.  “Oh he’s yours right enough.  I just thank God, I can’t have any more.  You can’t support the one we got.”  The color in his face drained, and cold fury built behind his soulless eyes.  “Don’t ya even think about,” she said as she stepped carefully out of the tub, not bothering to cover her nakedness.  She took two steps forward, and was in front of the reason for her pain.  She glanced down at the basin, his straight edge razor sitting there.  “Yea tho I walk through the valley of the shadow of death…” she chanted in a fully removed voice.

She picked up the razor.  “I will fear no evil…”  She drew the razor across her arm, a thin line of blood appearing.

“Thy rod and thy staff are my comfort…”  She placed the sharp blade on her breast.

“You leadest me…”  With slow and defiant intention, the razor cut across her swollen breasts.  “Beside the still water…”

Her arm dropped to her side.  The tiny rivulets of blood streaked her belly.  “You annointest me…”  Her hand moved between her legs, the muscles in her arms tightened in preparation.  “My cup runneth over…”


It was the sound of the crying baby that roused her.  The hot water of her sanctuary had cooled to an uncomfortable temperature.  After a momentary recollection of her mind, she quickly got out of the tub and wrapped the worn terrycloth robe around her wet skin.  She found her crying son, in his room, bent down and picked him up to soothe his pain, whatever it may have been.  “Hush now Jackie…hush…”  Then she heard the screen door slam in the kitchen, and  once again felt warm liquid, but now it was her own.  Her soul cried out in trapped agony.

(481 words)
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Post by: mariez on March 12, 2007, 01:49:37 pm