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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
.  .  .
     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.

Janice, you just keep getting better and better. 


.  .  .

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.

Oh my God, Scott.  I'm . . . speechless. 

Thank you, both
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 12, 2007, 02:35:25 pm


     Well once again, i find myself saying poor Jack.  Very sad, for Jack and his mom.
                                                                   great job as usual Scott.
                                                                                     janice
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Post by: Cameron on March 12, 2007, 04:23:47 pm
(Just got home, here's my drabble...)

Getting Ready

February 1978

Ennis passed by a woman pushing a baby carriage.  He could feel her eyes upon him.  They were burning into him.  He glanced at her, then looked down.  Whenever he went out lately he had that feeling, that people were staring at him, that they knew.   Ever since Thanksgiving, with Alma, he just knew that everyone knew.  He tried to talk about it with Jack, but Jack didn’t get it at all.

Ennis hurried to his truck and drove quickly home.  He was going out later, but now he had a little time. He turned on the tv and flipped through the channels.  There was Genie and the astronaut.  He used to watch it with the girls.  They loved the show, they pretended to be Genie.  One day when they were watching together Junior suddenly burst into tears and cried “I wish Genie was here, and she could make it so nobody died.”  Ennis remembered not knowing what to say to her, he had no idea where that came from, Junior didn’t know anyone who died.

Ennis watched for a little while longer, then took a shower and shaved carefully with a brand new razor.  He wanted to look his best.  He was going out tonight, with that girl, the one who came up to him last week.

He put on a clean new shirt.  The girl was pretty, and really lively too.  She even made him dance.  She did seem to like him, he smiled to himself thinking about how she just came up to him at the bar last week.

Maybe it wasn't really true.  Maybe what Alma said and thought just wasn’t so.  But Ennis now felt that pain in his gut.  Maybe it all wasn’t really true, he wasn’t like that, it was just with Jack.

Maybe he just needed to meet the right girl, like this girl.  She was pretty and seemed to be one of those happy types, not all sad and mopey like Alma.

But Ennis glanced over at the bag, still with things in it from the last trip.  Something didn’t feel right during that trip with Jack.  They argued about things that Ennis couldn’t change.  Jack still had this idea, but Ennis knew it couldn’t be and now he felt the knot in his gut grow tighter.

Ennis checked the mirror once again, and put on his coat and hat.  Maybe he did just need to meet the right girl, maybe this Cassie, maybe she’s the one.  The knot grew even tighter, but Ennis went out to the truck.
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Post by: Lumière on March 12, 2007, 04:34:12 pm
Here's mine too ..  :)


I Dream of Ennis ..

Saturday, November 8th 1975.


The feeling of the cold water running down his back temporarily soothed his troubled mind.  There was something about the simple physical act of cleansing and the sound of running water that enabled him to relinquish his anxieties, albeit momentarily.  He closed his eyes as the water rained upon his face ..

Manuel, as he’d called himself, had taken him to a dingy little room in a beat-down apartment building half a block from the market square where he’d picked him up.  The curtains were drawn and the room was dimly-lit by way of the street lamp across the road.  He was still standing beside the closed door, taking in the surroundings when the young man kneeling before him unzipped his pants and took him in one gulp.  Jack gasped and leaned heavily against the door, his fingers running through Manuel’s long dark hair as his head bobbed underneath his hand. 

“You like it, don’t ya Jack?” Ennis looked up at him and smiled, his lips wet.  “Like it when I do this to ya?”  Jack sighed heavily at the feel of Ennis’ tongue licking him from the base all the way to the tip.  “Oh Ennis ..” Jack breathed, gripping the door handle for support, “I am so close ..god, Ennis ..”.

His pants were around his knees when he finally opened his eyes.  The reality of the situation cut through him like a thousand razors.  The young man was now half-naked and on his knees on the rumpled unmade bed, smiling at him eagerly.  He pulled up his jeans, fastened his belt and reached for his wallet in his back pocket.  He walked over to the bed and placed two wrinkled bills in the young man’s hand, he left wordlessly.

He sat alone in his truck for a time, his head in his hands.  He thought he’d shed all the tears he could on the long drive from Riverton; apparently not.  There seemed to be no end to the heartache; there were no answers in the dark corners where he searched.  There was no magic lamp to rub, no obedient genie to do his bidding when he so desperately needed it.  He didn’t even care for three wishes, only one would suffice. 




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Post by: mariez on March 12, 2007, 08:45:14 pm
.  .  .
Ennis checked the mirror once again, and put on his coat and hat.  Maybe he did just need to meet the right girl, maybe this Cassie, maybe she’s the one.  The knot grew even tighter, but Ennis went out to the truck.

Excellent, Marl!  Ennis tries so hard to ignore that knot, doesn't he? :(


Here's mine too ..  :)


I Dream of Ennis ..

Saturday, November 8th 1975.


The feeling of the cold water running down his back temporarily soothed his troubled mind.  There was something about the simple physical act of cleansing and the sound of running water that enabled him to relinquish his anxieties, albeit momentarily.  He closed his eyes as the water rained upon his face ..

Manuel, as he’d called himself, had taken him to a dingy little room in a beat-down apartment building half a block from the market square where he’d picked him up.  The curtains were drawn and the room was dimly-lit by way of the street lamp across the road.  He was still standing beside the closed door, taking in the surroundings when the young man kneeling before him unzipped his pants and took him in one gulp.  Jack gasped and leaned heavily against the door, his fingers running through Manuel’s long dark hair as his head bobbed underneath his hand. 

“You like it, don’t ya Jack?” Ennis looked up at him and smiled, his lips wet.  “Like it when I do this to ya?”  Jack sighed heavily at the feel of Ennis’ tongue licking him from the base all the way to the tip.  “Oh Ennis ..” Jack breathed, gripping the door handle for support, “I am so close ..god, Ennis ..”.

His pants were resting on his knees when he finally opened his eyes.  The reality of the situation cut through him like a thousand razors.  The young man was now half-naked and on his knees on the rumpled unmade bed, smiling at him eagerly.  He pulled up his jeans, fastened his belt and reached for his wallet in his back pocket.  He walked over to the bed and placed two wrinkled bills in the young man’s hand, he left wordlessly.

He sat alone in his truck for a time, his head in his hands.  He thought he’d shed all the tears he could on the long drive from Riverton; apparently not.  There seemed to be no end to the heartache; there were no answers in the dark corners where he searched.  There was no magic lamp to rub, no obedient genie to do his bidding when he so desperately needed it.  He didn’t even care for three wishes, only one would suffice. 

Wow, Milli - that's my favorite of all your drabbles so far - and that's saying something.  "The reality of the situation cut through him like a thousand razors."    Damn fine writing, that.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on March 12, 2007, 09:05:20 pm
I do agree with Marie, Milli, your drabbles are absolutely amazing, I really loved this one too.

Leslie, Janice and Scott, wonderful drabbles today, of course as usual. A rather sad day, wasn't it?

Thank you, Marie, but gosh, well I don't know, just don't about mine.

You are all such great writers. :D
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Post by: Lumière on March 12, 2007, 10:07:56 pm
Cheers Marl and Marie...
Muah.

~M
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 12, 2007, 11:38:09 pm
May 9th, 1988

Ennis and Jack are celebrating 25 years since they met. It is early afternoon and they are getting hair cuts for their big night.

Once outside the sidewalk was crowded with mostly businessmen rushing to their next appointment, a few tourists, and students roaming the city. “Just a block and a half from the hotel…that what the clerk said.”

“Jack…I don’t know if I feel so good ‘bout getting’ my hair cut….don’t know if I want…some…you know ….q…stranger sticking their fingers on my head…”

“Ya been letting’ me cut yer hair….ever since them days at Brokeback….and I’m….”

“But yer not….like…”

Jack puts his hand on Ennis’s nearest shoulder, squeezes reassuringly. “Be okay there Ennis….Promise you won’t  hurt ah bit…..Just relax….If ya want I‘ll go first” Ennis settles back in step with Jack. “Look’s like were  here Ennis.” Jack opens the door , guides Ennis gently inside. Jack leads to the reception desk. “Ma’am m friend and I have an appointment fer 1:30, names Twist.”

“Yes sir…that would be with Scott. Have a seat  and I will get him for you.” Ennis sits down, hands folded in his lap looks nervously around at the prints of abstract char actors on the walls near the ceiling, large leafy plant throughout the interior, sinks, credenza, display of multi types of products. Jack, relaxed taps Ennis in the leg with his knee, gives him a wink.

“Gentlemen!…One of you must be Mr. Twist.” They  are greeted by a mid 30’s handsome darker blond man with a slender athletic build, big wide smile, slightly shorter than Ennis and Jack, dressed in Levis, untucked creamy yellow polo shirt and K-Swiss sneakers.

“Please call me Jack… and this here is my good friend Ennis.” the exchange  hand shakes.

“Ennis….very  nice name….fits you very well.” Scott gave a warm smile. Ennis grinned.

Knowing the answer Scott asked. “So Jack, who has been cutting your hair?”

“That would be Ennis here.” Turning to Ennis.

“You been to a barber college Ennis?….looks pretty professional….just grown out.”

Ennis a little embarrassed. “No…no I haven’t…..Kinda thought it was lucky that mug a’ his isn’t so hard on the eyes….don’t  matter so much ’bout the hair.” They all laugh.

“Well why do we get started, see if we can give you some cuts worthy of  those movie star faces you two have.” Ennis looks down and smiles. “Now who wants to go first?.”

Jack and Ennis look at each other. “I’ll go first.”

Scott leads Jack to the sink, places a smock around his neck and has him lean back to the sink. He then places a hot moist towel over most of his face,

“What are ya gonns do ta  him?”

“He just gonna wash my hair Ennis….an’ give me  a shave…all part of the service….it’s okay Ennis.”

“Yer getting’ shaved too!

“We’re getting’ shaved”

“What!….Jaaackkk.”

“Ennis, I promise you I wont hurt him a bit…I’ve been shaving faces almost twenty years…wouldn’t be having this shop if I ever cut anyone. If you want you can stand right here.” Ennis moves by the sink, placing his fingers protectively on Jacks shoulder, standing quietly, not sure if he wants this done to him.   

“Hey Ennis…did you ever shave Jack here?” Scott said trying to engage Ennis.

“Once….He wuz sick with the  flu er something ….Thought mebe he’d feel  better iffin his face didn’t feel like sandpaper…kept coughin’ in my face….but got ‘m shaved.”

Jack nodded.

Ennis brightened up, warming to Scott .”Say Scott….” Ennis then placing his hand on Jack’s chest . “Think mebe you can shave off that moustache of his?” Now pushing down on Jack.

Immediately, face still covered , Jack eyebrows rise up toward Ennis, eyes pleading.

"Haven’t seen that upper lip in prob’ly ten years."

Scott  smiling witnessing the test of wills. “You want me to shave it off Ennis?”
Jacks eyes dart back and forth between Ennis and Scott, Ennis holding firm then slowly releasing pressure.

"Well I reckon…..but…..but only if he wants to.”

Excerpt from as yet unreleased 3rd chapter of "SHIRTS, SUITS....."
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 13, 2007, 03:59:43 am
Oh Mark, so sweet, it follows on mine!

Thanks...

So for today, I am up very early with a little of the pre-trip jitters. I actually think I am going to try to go back to bed but in the meantime, the very early risers can give these a whirl...


Leslie
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Post by: louisev on March 13, 2007, 04:18:31 am
Oh it isnt early at all!
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Post by: mariez on March 13, 2007, 12:00:45 pm
May 9th, 1988

.  .  .
Scott  smiling witnessing the test of wills. “You want me to shave it off Ennis?”
Jacks eyes dart back and forth between Ennis and Scott, Ennis holding firm then slowly releasing pressure.

"Well I reckon…..but…..but only if he wants to.”

Excerpt from as yet unreleased 3rd chapter of "SHIRTS, SUITS....."


Ooo  - lucky Scott!   ;D  You've really whet my appetite, Mark - looking forward to it!  Thanks.

Oh it isnt early at all!

Hi, Louise! Nice seeing you over here!   No, I guess down under it's not early at all  :) 

Marie
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Post by: TH on March 13, 2007, 12:20:53 pm
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*

  Thanks for your kind words...  -smile.

TH
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 13, 2007, 02:36:23 pm
      Time, and time again, LD Newsome paces back and forth in the large showroom.  He is obviously his usual irritated self.  Jack doesn't think he has
ever seen him when he wasn't irritated about something, or another.  Except
for the time Bobby was born.
       He seems to be particularly aggravated this morning. Surprisingly it must not be at me.  Jack thinks.  Well "for Petes sake" i'm not going to put myself in
the line of fire.  I will just sit here and pretend to be the busiest salesman ever,
in the histoy of Newsome's Farm Equip. Co.
       Macy Garibali kind of trots up to LD, obviously having a bit of information to
convey, which is certainly not the hoped for news.  Now his face is getting redder by the minute.  About the time Jack thinks he is going to explode, his
face a darkening shade of fuscia.  The telephone rings.  "Yeah, Jack Twist."
The man on the line is somewhat taken aback.  "I would like to speak to LD
Newsome please." "I dont think you do.  Right now sir."  Jack says.  "What do
you mean sir, and who are you anyway?"  "I am his son in law.  Names Jack Twist."  "Who in the hell are you now?"  "Well I work for Lancaster Ford, just
wanted to let Mr. Newsome know his new Mustang had arrived, and he
can pick it up any time after 4:00 p.m."  "Well, Jack pauses, I will let him know."  "Thanks for callin."  "What was your name again, Jack asks."  "Gary Walker." "Ok thanks Gary.  I'll let him know."
       Jack slowly makes the move to get out of his seat, and go towards the door of his office.   Thinks to himself.  I hope this is the news he has been waiting to hear.  Slowly opens the door, and takes one step out.
LD looks at him and "What in blue blazes you want Rodeo," just wanta let you
know the Ford dealer, called.  Said, your new Mustang was ready anytime,
after 4:00."  "Well why didn't you say so, before?  He bellowed?"  "Well they
just called a minute ago."  "Well, i just told ya.  Thats all, I, can do." "Hummph,"
LD snorts and stomps off without further explanation.
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Post by: Lumière on March 13, 2007, 02:45:21 pm
Howdy!  My dabble for the day ..
(Contains coarse language ..  8) )


All about Pete ..

Wednesday, August 7th 1963

They were both famished, each on his second bottle of beer and hungrily attacking another helping of beef stew and stale biscuits.  The past few days had been rough.  They’d already spent what seemed like countless hours separating their sheep from the Chilean herd.

“Fuckin’ nightmare!” Jack cursed, taking a swig of his beer. “There ain’t no way we’re gonna get the count right, damn paint brands are all gone.  An' them Chilean herders don't speak a lick of English!  Aguirre’s gonna shit a brick, I tell ya ..”

Ennis looked up from his meal and laughed, “Yer always bitchin’ about one thing or other Jack!  I reckon we’ll be done sorting them sheep out in a day or two..”

“An’ not a day sooner too.” Jack grumbled, placing his empty bowl on the ground and stretching his legs.  “There’s gotta be something every year, last year lightnin’ killed all them sheep and that was a worse fuckin’ nightmare than this is .. All them dead sheep everywhere and just two of us to take care of it ..”

Ennis lowered his eyes to his meal, “So who was you with up here .. last year I mean?”

Jack shifted a little on the log, his eyes fixed on the fire.  “His name was Peter.  He was from Mustang Ridge, ya know, down in Texas.  Good kid but damn, you think I bitch about everything?  Pete was worse!”

Ennis retrieved another beer from the pail of cold water a few feet away and lit himself a cigarette.  “So, you and ‘em, you used to stay in camp together?” he asked, regretting it as soon as the question left his lips.

“Sometimes ..” Jack answered, looking closely at Ennis.  “We both had to eat and rest in camp, Ennis..”

“I know that .. I didn’t mean .. forget it..” he took a gulp of his beer and kept his eyes lowered.

“Oh for pete’s sake, Ennis .. ya wanna know if I was fuckin’ 'em, right?”

“No.. I never said that.  It’s none of my business.. Look, I’m beat.  I’m gonna go git some rest.”  Ennis rose and walked back to the tent, cursing himself for initiating the conversation about this “Pete” person.  He didn’t care to know more about him or what he did with Jack or where the fuck he came from.  He heaved a deep sigh and entered the tent, lately everything in his head seemed to be in disarray …

A while later, Jack crawled onto the bedroll and lay down next to him.  “Ennis ..”

“Huh?”

“Don’t worry ..” Jack whispered, his hand sliding between Ennis’ legs.  “I didn’t …”




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Post by: Beatrice on March 13, 2007, 04:25:12 pm
OK, by special request, here is Jack's morphine induced fantasy from #34 of "Tainted Evidence" (Those of you not reading, it's set in New York City 2006) It's graphic, so be forewarned...

********
My head slams to the car hood, hot engine burning my cheek – Hey! It’s my Mustang! - can’t fight back…he’s holding me, pressing me down… handcuffed… trapped and caught…I’m his to play with and we both know it. ”Why didn’t you listen to me, goddamnit!”…jeans unbuttoned by a harsh hand, pulled down, ripped off, torn away…legs kicked apart… further… further…further, and the wind scratches dirt across my bare ass, gravel from the abandoned parking lot, newspaper sticks to my naked leg. “Said you would call! Said you would be careful!” Ennis’ shouting as he mounts me…ramming in, quick, hard, unrelenting…cock searing, splitting me in two…no warm-up, no grace period…just pounding…pounding…pounding…”I love you, Jack!” Head snatched back, his tongue plows in, teeth biting for the taste of blood…his hips beat my thighs to fiberglass, his cock I feel in my throat, his hand stings my ass…punishment for being foolish, a lesson to teach me my place…”Only one place where you belong, Jack!” ...and I want this, I need this...I want him, I need him...Each thrust, he’s yanking me up, cock pulling me up off the ground, cock filling me completely, cock punching my sweet spot, cock bullying me towards the edge…”With me, Jack, you belong with me, to me.” Nasty hand jerks on my cock, impatient, demanding, wrenching me to come, to explode in his hand as he unloads inside me. “Ennis without Jack is death. Ennis with Jack is -”

**********

Jack has very vivid dreams, doesn't he?

B
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Post by: Penthesilea on March 13, 2007, 04:30:57 pm

All about Pete ..

Wednesday, August 7th 1963
.........
..........
He heaved a deep sigh and entered the tent, lately everything in his head seemed to be in disarray …

A while later, Jack crawled onto the bedroll and lay down next to him.  “Ennis ..”

“Huh?”

“Don’t worry ..” Jack whispered, his hand sliding between Ennis’ legs.  “I didn’t …”
                   


Milli, I loved this one  :-*.

Keep on drabllin everyone  :). Hope I'll find time to participate again soon.
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Post by: Lumière on March 13, 2007, 04:34:47 pm
Jack has very vivid dreams, doesn't he?

B

Hawt damn .. yeah!  ;D



Milli, I loved this one  :-*.

Cheers Chrissi!  :-*
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Post by: Cameron on March 13, 2007, 04:40:24 pm

The Beauty Parlor (Part III)

(June 1979)
Cassie walked into the beauty parlor.  “For Pete’s sake!” she said, almost aloud.  There was Alma again, getting her nails done with bright fuchsia polish this time.
“Can’t I ever just get my hair done without seeing her” Cassie thought.

“Hey, Cassie” Alma said, pretending to be friendly.
“Hello, Alma.”
“How’s Ennis?” Alma asked.

“Just great” Cassie answered.  She wanted so badly to just turn around and walk out, but she was going out with Ennis tonight to have dinner with the foreman and his family, so she had to look nice.

“Alma told me all about your day together.”  Alma said.
“Oh, really?” Cassie answered leafing through a magazine, “she’s a real nice girl.”

After this, Cassie went to get her hair washed, and then she sat down in the haircutter’s chair. There was Alma, sitting in the chair right next to hers.  “Why can’t I just have a normal life?” Cassie thought to herself.  “Why can’t I just meet a nice guy, have a couple of kids, but no, I get this” she thought glancing at Alma.

“Hey Cassie, does Ennis still go on those fishing trips with his friend Jack?” Alma asked looking straight into the mirror in front of her.

“Sometimes, why?"
“Just wondering, you ought to ask Ennis about them trips.”
“Why?”  Cassie asked, confused about what the big deal with the fishing trips could be.

But Alma was done, and had gotten out of the seat.
Cassie glanced outside through the big front window, there was Ennis, standing there waiting for her, standing next to an old blue Mustang.

“Oh Lord” Cassie exclaimed out loud.  She was starting to feel like she was in a real bad story in one of her magazines.

“Cassie, ask Ennis about them fishing trips” Alma repeated after she paid and was leaving the shop.

Alma then went over to Ennis, and they talked for a moment, then he looked at the ground and stood there shuffling his feet

Cassie was soon done and she left the shop too.  She kissed Ennis and they silently got into the truck and drove away.  Cassie looked over at Ennis, she decided she might as well ask.

“Ennis, what is it about those, Alma said I ……..”

But suddenly, Cassie remembered Alma’s book, the one with story about the two guys on the mountain, the one she read last time she saw Alma at the beauty parlor.  The one that had a guy named Ennis in it.

“Oh my God!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”  Cassie gasped, and it all was finally beginning to make sense.


(Excuse me for repeating myself, sort of.  This is an AU version of the real Cassie/Ennis/Alma story, whenever I get up to this time, if I do.)
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Post by: mariez on March 13, 2007, 05:30:41 pm
      Time, and time again, LD Newsome paces back and forth in the large showroom.  He is obviously his usual irritated self.  Jack doesn't think he has
ever seen him when he wasn't irritated about something, or another.  Except
for the time Bobby was born.
.  .  .

Gotta hate that guy, don't you?  You captured L.D. really well, Janice.



Milli, I loved this one  :-*.

Aww, so did I - and thanks for the great pic!


Keep on drabllin everyone  :). Hope I'll find time to participate again soon.

We do too, Chrissi! :)


OK, by special request, here is Jack's morphine induced fantasy from #34 of "Tainted Evidence" (Those of you not reading, it's set in New York City 2006) It's graphic, so be forewarned...

Woo Hoo - glad to see you received the special request, B! 


The Beauty Parlor (Part III)
.  .  .
(Excuse me for repeating myself, sort of.  This is an AU version of the real Cassie/Ennis/Alma story, whenever I get up to this time, if I do.)[/i]

Thanks for giving us Part III, Marl!  How's the next chapter coming? 

Thanks, all
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 14, 2007, 05:36:44 am
Greetings all, from Belgium!

Flying over the green grass of the countryside, I was inspired...try these:


Have fun!

Leslie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 14, 2007, 12:10:54 pm
“Ennis…….Ennis What da yer think?”

Ennis still taking the sight of Jack looking back at him dressed in finery. Looking so sharp and handsome this man before him, his man he had known from so long ago, this mwn he awaoke with in a tangle of arms, legs and sheets, this man he had leaning against that old black pickup that morning in Signal, the day they will celebrate. Ennis turns away, looks own.

“Should I try on another?”

Ennis nods head .

“Then what is it? Look at me Ennis.” Jack touches his hand to Ennis’s chin.

“Can’t…Afraid I might start bawlin’ Jack. ….Jack yer the purttiest thing I ever saw….damn you Jack.” Ennis bits his lip.

“All yours bud.” Jack takes his hand to Ennis’s face. “Come on…need at get some shoes ‘n belts.” Jack leads Ennis.

“Shoes and belts!” Ennis recovered looks back at Jack. “This is gonna be expensive.”

“Cant wear cowboys boot ‘s with these threads Ennis”

“Butt….” Ennis ‘s words were lost on Jack.

Jack picked out a pair of cordovan ‘Florsheim’ penny loafers and a matching elegant leather finely braded belt for himself. Ennis looking at the price tags picked up a simple black belt. Watching over Ennis, Jack took it from his hand replaced it with a finely crafted soft pigskin black belt. With Jack’s help and Charles measuring Ennis’s foot he picked out a pair of black ‘Florsheim’ oxford shoes.

“Jack….these cost almost a $100.00.…Jack.”

‘Those are the best Ennis, last ya forever….‘sides how much does a good pair of cowboy boots cost?” Jack feeling the fit of the shoes on Ennis‘s feet.

“But Jack….we….”

“Can’t hear you Ennis. Walk around see how they feel, pick out couple more shirts while yer up, size 16“x 33” is what you got on..”

“More shirts!. What da I need nother shirt for?…Huh?”

“Cause I ain’t gonna be seen with ya wearin’ the same shirt in that suit all the time, that’s what. They’s 40 percent off so don’t ya worry none.”

“Where else we gonna be wearin’ this here suits.”

“Don’t know. Your Jenny might be getting’ married soon, Bobby too. We might even go at church once in a while, now let’s get.” Jack nodding toward the shirt rack. After some persuading Ennis picked out a muted red and white candy stripe cotton oxford button down as well as a light blue in the same style. Jack got a white one the same as Ennis’s and a blue shirt with white collar. While Ennis was holding a shirt up to the suit Jack drapes several silk ties over his shoulder.

“Ties!”

“Yeah…Them’s what they are. Which do ya like best.”

“Gotta wear ties too ?”

“Yup…Which da ya like best?” Looking over Ennis’s shoulder.

“This one I guess….” Ennis picks out a striped rep tie.

“And?” Jack’s eyebrows raised to Ennis.

“And?”

“Yeah, and? Pick out three more”

“We can share the ties ‘n shirt’s, that way we don’t have ta…..”

“Yeah we can…..pick out three more.” Jack is determined.

Ennis looking back to Jack. “Damn you, Jack”

Jack smiles.

Excerpt from CH2 of "Shirts,...."
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 14, 2007, 01:04:33 pm


     Oh my goodness Mark that was soo cute.  And wow that is a spectacular picture too.
 Those boys sure clean up nice.  Dont they?   I cant wait till you finish that story,, its been
 a while..                                                                        janice
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Post by: mariez on March 14, 2007, 01:18:38 pm

     Oh my goodness Mark that was soo cute.  And wow that is a spectacular picture too.
 Those boys sure clean up nice.  Dont they?   I cant wait till you finish that story,, its been
 a while..                                                                        janice

Yep - love seeing the boys putting on a little Ritz.  And how cute is it that Ennis wants to share ties and shirts - that is just so Ennis.   :laugh:  Looking forward to Chapter 3 tonight!

Thanks, Mark
Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on March 14, 2007, 01:57:46 pm
Junior's wedding


"Jack, you're here with me?"

"You know I am."

"Gonna march my girl down the aisle in a few minutes. Can you believe it?"

"She's beautiful. And a gentle young woman. You can be very proud."

"Was Alma's doin'. Hardly did something for 'em in years. Monroe's doin', too. He pays for everythin'."

"Who did she want to march her down the aisle? Not Monroe.  It's you Ennis. Remember how happy she was when you told her you'll come, no matter what?"

"The least I could do. I.... I wish I would have done more for her. 'N Francine. 'N for - for you."

"It's okay Ennis. It's all good now. I'm here. I'll walk down the aisle with you and Junior, I'll be right there beside you, k? Now you go on."


Ennis knocked at the door and Francine let him in. Giving him a quick kiss, she left the little room at the far end of the Methodist Church.

"Shall we go?"

"Yes, daddy. I'm ready."

"You look beautiful. I'm very proud of you."

Alma Jr. gave him the warmest smile he had seen in two years. Ennis Del Mar walked his first-born down the aisle.


(205 words)
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Post by: Cameron on March 14, 2007, 04:33:17 pm
Something in Common

(May 1985)
Ennis drove by the church.  He slowed down, he had considered stopping and going inside, but he decided not to.  He hadn’t been in one since he was a boy, and besides he figured, God probably doesn’t like him much anyway.

It was May and the spring grass and leaves were on their way out.  Ennis spent the day taking care of the newborn calves.  The past couple of days have been really hard, even though it has been a few years.  He didn't understand why suddenly all that pain and emptiness would just hit him so hard again.

Ennis drove home to the trailer.  He heated up a frozen dinner, watched tv for a while, and then tried to sleep.  But he couldn’t fall asleep, which was fine because he didn’t want to dream about Jack that night.

Ennis went outside and sat on the step.  He could see Tom was still awake at the other trailer.  All the lights were on.  Ennis liked Tom.  At first he thought he was an old man, but then he realized it was just the thick grey hair that made him look older.  Tom was only few years older than him.  Tom didn’t talk all that much, or ask Ennis too many questions.  Then there were those pictures, of Tom and another man, Ennis wondered about that.

“Ya okay, Del Mar? “  Suddenly Tom was standing right in front of him.

Ennis nodded.

“Ya don’t look okay.”  Tom said as he sat down next to him.  “Ya know, I had a buddy once.  A real good buddy, he’s gone now too.”

Ennis looked at him in amazement, wondering how he possibly could know about Jack.

“Real good buddy, an army guy” Tom continued.  “Then he was killed over in Vietnam.  Thought I couldn’t face another day when I heard the news.”

“How did ya go on?”  Ennis asked his voice barely above a whisper.

“Just one day, really just gotta make it one day atta time” Tom said, his dark blue eyes shining in the dim light from the trailer.  “Sounds like what they say on tv, but it’s true buddy, just one day atta time.”

Ennis buried his face in his hands.  Suddenly he felt a hand on his back and shoulders and another hand slowly moving up and down on his thigh.  Ennis didn’t back away at all.

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Post by: Penthesilea on March 14, 2007, 06:07:10 pm
Something in Common

One of the best drabbles I ever read. Everything perfect within this short piece: Ennis' thoughts about god, the fact that he didn't want to dream about Jack right then because it has been so hard the last days. Tom's unintrusive ways.
Quote
“How did ya go on?”  Ennis asked his voice barely above a whisper.
Oh my.


It's a hopeful one, but at the same time so, so sad, it has me in tears nonetheless.

Thank you Marlen.
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Post by: mariez on March 14, 2007, 06:21:31 pm
Junior's wedding
 .  .  .
"It's okay Ennis. It's all good now. I'm here. I'll walk down the aisle with you and Junior, I'll be right there beside you, k? Now you go on."[/i]
.  .  .

Aww, Chrissi - this just killed me.   "I'm here."  You made me cry while smiling. 


One of the best drabbles I ever read. Everything perfect within this short piece: Ennis' thoughts about god, the fact that he didn't want to dream about Jack right then because it has been so hard the last days. Tom's unintrusive ways. 
.  .  .

Yes, I agree.  Marl, this was just outstanding in every way.  I really felt it. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 14, 2007, 08:52:43 pm
Greetings.   :)

My day has been busy as heck, but I managed to find time after work for a dabble..
Here goes.


In the face of God ..

Monday, November 7th 1983

He sat quietly on the third pew from the church door.  He was alone except for two older gentlemen sitting on the last bench at the back.  It seemed like such a long time had passed since he’d been to the Methodist church, he wasn't sure why he'd come today.  He felt weak, his back was sore and his eyes were puffy from all the crying he’d done that morning.  He felt pathetic and feeble but he tried his utmost to keep a plain look on his face.  He stared straight ahead at the pulpit; his eyes falling upon the open book on the wooden stand.

‘So you punished him for being queer, did ya?  Boys like me and him end up in hell, don’t we?’  His tears clouded his vision but he would not let them fall. 

‘Could’ve been me an’ him .. Pine Creek .. on this very day.  He made me happy, we was happy together … what the fuck is so wrong with that, hunh?   ‘Cuz we’re queer, is it?’


‘Two guys livin’ together, no way – your own words, the chastising voice in his head shot back.  ‘If ya can’t fix it, ya gotta stand it - your own words again! it persisted.

He shook his head as if to dislodge the voice that haunted his days and fueled his nightmares after dark.  He took in a deep breath and swallowed with difficulty.  He chided himself for being so weak but he could not stop the tears that now rolled down his cheeks.  He wiped them off quickly and picked up his hat from the seat next to him.

As he walked out of the church, he glanced over at the two gray-haired men on the last bench.  They were sat close together and he noticed that they held onto each other, their intertwined fingers resting on a tired knee.  He walked past them quietly, nodding at the minister standing at the door.

He lit a cigarette and sat beside his trailer window.  He looked out at the fields in the distance, lost in a reverie.. His mind roamed back to the days of his childhood and to the sight of Earl lying amongst the dead leaves, abandoned like roadkill.  He shuddered at the crystal-clear image conjured in his mind’s eye ..  His thoughts drifted to the two old men he’d seen holding hands unashamedly, right there in church .. in the very face of God, if he indeed existed.  He wondered if his life might’ve turned out differently if he’d first witnessed at that tender age what he’d seen today. Before long, it was spring time; the old faces in his dream were replaced by younger ones and the pair holding hands was his Jack and himself, together again..  He cried, and for the first time in many long days, he smiled ..
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 14, 2007, 09:02:11 pm
     Bobby Twist was entered in a calf riding contest.  He was finally going to be like his daddy.
A rodeo cowboy.. He had his mama buy him a new western cut shirt.   It had spring green background, with white piping, around the edges, for trim..  He had a beautifyl belt with his name carved in it and the letters stained with geen as well.  He wore his brand new boots, and his dark blue wranglers.  He was a sight to behold, for his mama and daddy.
     His grampa Newsome and gandma were there too.  The bright green hat made the whole
ensemble look like a brand new penny, all shiny and enticing.
     Jack was so proud of his son.  He had learned to ride pretty darn well ,for a boy of only nine.  He was quick on his feet, and agile too.  But there was definately, something different about Bobby than he ever noticed before.  He seemed, somehow more quiet, than usual.
He didn't seem to be his usual, happy go lucky self..Usually he done a fair share of griping about the little things, in life.  Things, pretty much unimportant.  This time, however, it seemed to be, something was eating at him.  Jack couldn't put his finger on it.
     He  figured he'd just let it go for now, and asked Lureen offhand "did she notice, anythin,
botherin Bobby lately"  Somethin happen at school, or at baseball?"  Lureen said "no, not that i know of.  Why do you ask?"  "Oh I don't know, just seems to be something wrong."
"Well you're probly right."  An just at that time the announcer came on the public address
system, to announce the following group of Junior riders.  He named all the kids, boys and girls alike, that were going to be participating.  Bobby was seventh, in the line up.   And he would
have to wait a bit. 
     Jack decided to walk over to the area where the kids were.  Waiting, standin around, and
talk to the boy. 
Try and keep his nerves at bay for a time.  Jack understood how the
nerves could set in when you had to wait your turn.  Jack and Bobby discussed how
long Bobby had been riding, and how long Jack had rode when he was rodeoin. They talked about the friends they had each met, and the different animals they had seen.  Finally the time came, and it was only two more riders, before Bobby's turn, so he had to leave, and get ready to mount up.  Jack turned to hug his son good bye til later, and wish him good luck.  As Jack leaned in to hug him Bobby flinched away, and almost jumped backward.  Jack was startled, having never had him act like that before.
     Jack asked immediately.  "What in heck is wrong boy?  You getting too big for your daddy to hug you no more.?"  Bobby said " daddy that ain't it."  "What then, what is it?"  "Well I figured people would think I was queer.  Grampa said, you was queer. So if I hugged you, people would think I was queer too."   Jack just froze dumbfounded where he  stood.
He didn't have a reply, and he didn't make one.  He just watched Bobby walk away toward the pins, where the mounting was done.  He suddenly felt his legs feel like they could not,
further hold him.  He had a sudden surge of anger, like he had never had.  In his, entire lifetime.  He paused, then.    "I'm gonna kill that sumbitch.  That mother fucking, ignorant, sumbitch.  He has
gone too damn far.  This time.  Im gonna kill him."

    


    
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Post by: Cameron on March 14, 2007, 09:30:08 pm
One of the best drabbles I ever read. Everything perfect within this short piece: Ennis' thoughts about god, the fact that he didn't want to dream about Jack right then because it has been so hard the last days. Tom's unintrusive ways.  Oh my.

It's a hopeful one, but at the same time so, so sad, it has me in tears nonetheless.

Thank you Marlen.

I almost don't even know what to say, Chrissi, your kind words mean so much to me.

And of course yours always do,  Marie.

I guess all I can say is thank you so very much :)

 :-*

Marl
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Post by: Lumière on March 14, 2007, 10:02:21 pm
He didn't have a reply, and he didn't make one.  He just watched Bobby walk away toward the pins, where the mounting was done.  He suddenly felt his legs feel like they could not,
further hold him.  He had a sudden surge of anger, like he had never had.  In his, entire lifetime.  He paused, then.    "I'm gonna kill that sumbitch.  That mother fucking, ignorant, sumbitch.  He has
gone too damn far.  This time.  Im gonna kill him."


I understand the feeling ..  :-\

Cheers J.  :)
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Post by: Lumière on March 14, 2007, 10:12:14 pm
Mark, Chrissi and Marl ~

Thank you for those awesome drabbles   ..  :-*

~M


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 15, 2007, 12:51:19 am
Greetings.   :)

My day has been busy as heck, but I managed to find time after work for a dabble..
Here goes.


In the face of God ..

Monday, November 7th 1983

He sat quietly on the third pew from the church door.  He was alone except for two older gentlemen sitting on the last bench at the back.  It seemed like such a long time had passed since he’d been to the Methodist church, he wasn't sure why he'd come today.  He felt weak, his back was sore and his eyes were puffy from all the crying he’d done that morning.  He felt pathetic and feeble but he tried his utmost to keep a plain look on his face.  He stared straight ahead at the pulpit; his eyes falling upon the open book on the wooden stand.

‘So you punished him for being queer, did ya?  Boys like me and him end up in hell, don’t we?’  His tears clouded his vision but he would not let them fall. 

‘Could’ve been me an’ him .. Pine Creek .. on this very day.  He made me happy, we was happy together … what the fuck is so wrong with that, hunh?   ‘Cuz we’re queer, is it?’


‘Two guys livin’ together, no way – your own words, the chastising voice in his head shot back.  ‘If ya can’t fix it, ya gotta stand it - your own words again! it persisted.

He shook his head as if to dislodge the voice that haunted his days and fueled his nightmares after dark.  He took in a deep breath and swallowed with difficulty.  He chided himself for being so weak but he could not stop the tears that now rolled down his cheeks.  He wiped them off quickly and picked up his hat from the seat next to him.

As he walked out of the church, he glanced over at the two gray-haired men on the last bench.  They were sat close together and he noticed that they held onto each other, their intertwined fingers resting on a tired knee.  He walked past them quietly, nodding at the minister standing at the door.

He lit a cigarette and sat beside his trailer window.  He looked out at the fields in the distance, lost in a reverie .. His mind roamed back to the days of his childhood and to the sight of Earl lying amongst the dead leaves, abandoned like roadkill.  He shuddered at the crystal-clear image conjured in his mind’s eye ..  His thoughts drifted to the two old men he’d seen at the church, holding hands unashamedly, right there in church .. in the very face of God, if he indeed existed.  He wondered if his life might’ve turned out differently if he’d first witnessed at that tender age what he’d seen today. Before long, it was spring time; the old faces in his dream were replaced by younger ones and the pair holding hands was his Jack and himself, together again ..  He cried, and for the first time in many long days, he smiled ..


    That was one of the most beautiful things ive read in all the bbm fanfic.  I thought i was passed the tears like that one brought...
just very special.                                                  janice
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Post by: Lumière on March 15, 2007, 02:38:05 am
    That was one of the most beautiful things ive read in all the bbm fanfic.  I thought i was passed the tears like that one brought...
just very special.                                                  janice

 :-*
Thank you Janice.  :)

~M
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Post by: Lumière on March 15, 2007, 11:58:39 am
Morning everyone.

Nobody appointed me to do this, but since Leslie is off enjoying her vac with Fabienne ..
I thought I'd jump in an offer some prompts for today.  :)

    * business
    * enthusiastic
    * a silver lining


Please do drabble away!    ;)
Cheers!

~M
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Post by: mariez on March 15, 2007, 12:09:45 pm
Morning everyone.

Nobody appointed me to do this, but since Leslie is off enjoying her vac with Fabienne ..
I thought I'd jump in an offer some prompts for today.  :)

    * business
    * enthusiastic
    * a silver lining


Please do drabble away!    ;)
Cheers!

~M

LOL!!!  I was just gonna do the same thing -  but your prompts are much better, Milli! 


.  .  .
     Jack asked immediately.  "What in heck is wrong boy?  You getting too big for your daddy to hug you no more.?"  Bobby said " daddy that ain't it."  "What then, what is it?"  "Well I figured people would think I was queer.  Grampa said, you was queer. So if I hugged you, people would think I was queer too."   Jack just froze dumbfounded where he  stood.
.   .   .   

GRRRR .... >:(  That made me so angry, Janice - but I was also so touched. 


    That was one of the most beautiful things ive read in all the bbm fanfic.  I thought i was passed the tears like that one brought...
just very special.                                                  janice

Milli, I echo Janice's words - you keep outdoing yourself.  I can't describe how touching and beautiful that was.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 15, 2007, 01:57:34 pm
My contribution:  :)


Mirror on the wall ..

October 1983

She switched on the lights in the bedroom and walked in, closing the door behind herself.  She stripped off her clothes and slipped into the bathrobe she found hanging on the bedpost.  She sat down at the dressing table and looked at her reflection in the mirror – she felt tired and old and unattractive just then.  She looked at the bags starting to form underneath her eyes and the dark roots that betrayed the blonde perfection she wished her hair to be.  She made a mental note to make an appointment with the hairdresser.  She slowly opened the robe at the front, further scrutinizing the reflection before her – her skin was smooth, and her breasts almost as firm as they’d been when she’d met him more than fifteen years before. 

“We were herding sheep up on Brokeback one summer, back in ‘63”, the man had said to her on the phone.  She sighed heavily and looked at the photograph resting on the vanity.  She picked it up and wiped the dust particles on the glass frame, a sad smile on her lips. ‘So handsome  ...’ she whispered to herself; the smiling blue eyes in the photograph stared back at her.

‘So all these years, you wanted him?’ .. she spoke quietly, moving a finger over the face in the picture ..  ‘All the time I was buried under work, the family business.. All that time, you wanted him?  All that talk about Brokeback and all those trips.. All that time, it was him..?’  She shook her head, her lips quivering ..

She startled when a knock came on the bedroom door.   “Yes?” she answered, drying the tears with the back of her hand.

“Ma, you okay?  I thought I heard crying..” Bobby said in a low voice, walking towards her.

She smiled wanly, “Thank you sweetheart.  I’m fine..”

“I miss him too Ma,” he said taking her hand.  “He won’t be there when I graduate from high school or when I get married or none of that.  I know ..  Sometimes he looked so unhappy, but I know he loved ya.”  Two lone tears fell on the robe as she lowered her head.

“I’ll be ya silver lining, Ma, I’ll look after ya ..”

“You’re only sixteen.  When did ya get so wise?” she said, raising her eyes to her son’s face.  He shrugged, holding tightly onto her hand. 

“We’ll be okay Ma..” He paused a little, “That’s dad’s bathrobe, isn't it?”

She sniffed and managed a weak laugh, “Yeah, it is ..”


                                         (http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/02bee68d.jpg)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 15, 2007, 03:42:51 pm

     Its very late, in the afternoon, on the fourteenth  of May.  Cassie drives up to Ennis'
trailer, and goes to the door.  "He said he was going to be home, last night."   She is very
enthused to see him again. After his week off, with his fishing buddy.  She  figures he will
now be ready, for some real loving.  She raps on the door.  It gives an unsolid rattley sound. 
She is used to it, by now..  She realizes rather belatedly his pickup is not here. Very well, she
figures.   She isn't used to the business, of chasing after men.  They are the ones usually doin the chasin.   But, I will just leave him a note.  She decides, then. 
     She walks back to her car.  Looks in the console, and finds pen, and a piece of paper.  Its only, the old envelope from her last electic bill.  But it works.  She quickly scribbles the fact,
she is going to be home all evening.  For him to come on by.  Soon as he gets home.  She is anxious to see him...How much she has missed him, and if he can't make it.  She will drive
on out to the ranch, and see him tomorow.  Maybe around his lunch hour, and they can have, a picnic lunch together..  She will make him a lunch and bring it along..  She sees that
the inside of the envelope, has that shiny silver lining, that some of the  utilities use.  Maybe that will be a good omen, she wonders,, "LOVE CASSIE'
 

    
    
         
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 15, 2007, 04:30:16 pm
May 9th 1988 6:10 PM

Jack slipping a red and white carnation boutonnière to Ennis's lapel. "Jack...Jack...got somethin" fer ya.."

"Mmm..." Jack raises is eyebrows.

Ennis retrieves a small box wrapped in fancy gleaming paper from small compartment in their shared suitcase hands it to Jack hardly able to contain himself. Jack carefully opens the package careful not to tear the paper. Still in the original mailing box addressed to Ennis c/o Andy and Rita Colins, Jack opens the outer package finding a smaller dark burgundy box inside. Lifting of the cover, removing a layer of cotton, Jack sees a very ornate sterling silver belt buckle, in the center are two horses and riders, one with rope lassoing a small calf in gold. Jack is left speechless bites its lower lip.

"They call that design 'Team Roper' .It's me 'an you bud...Yer the one with the rope..."

Jack, eye moist,  still at a loss. "Oh Ennis.....It.....It sure is...."

"Turn it around...look at the back...." Jack turns the buckle over in his hand. Sees.

Jack and Ennis May 9th, 1963

"Ennis......Ennis.....this is somethin'....you sent away fer this?....Had it made special."

"Aw heck....Ain't nothin'...."

"Sure is Ennis...." Jack picks up the mailing box looks at the postmark. "Hey Ennis....they sent this to you in March....You....You  knew all along....You knew it 25 years comin' on, had sometin' planed all along....."

"Didn't know how long it a take is all....don't mean nothin'"

"Was April when I fist told ya how long it been ......acted like you didn't even remember....You had somethin' planned the whole time....."

Ennis looks down shyly, Jack embraces him resting his chin on his shoulder. "Got sometin' fer you too."

"Where did cha hide it!....I didn't....find......"

"I knew I couldn't trust you.....had it sent to the hotel....they kept it here......"

"Damn you Twist....."


Excerpt from as yet otherwise unwritten, unreleased Chapter 4 of "SHIRTS..."

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Post by: mariez on March 15, 2007, 04:47:57 pm
My contribution:  :)
.  .  .
“I miss him too Ma,” he said taking her hand.  “He won’t be there when I graduate from high school or when I get married or none of that.  I know ..  Sometimes he looked so unhappy, but I know he loved ya.”  Two lone tears fell on the robe as she lowered her head.

“I’ll be ya silver lining, Ma, I’ll look after ya ..”
.  .  .

Bobby lost his daddy.   :'(  Thanks for that touching reminder, M - I always seem to focus on Ennis's loss so much sometimes I forget.


.  .  .
 She sees that the inside of the envelope, has that shiny silver lining, that some of the  utilities use.  Maybe that will be a good omen, he wonders,, "LOVE CASSIE'  
    .  .  .       

Janice, you clever thing you!  Loved your use of that prompt.  I do the same thing sometimes - try to make a good omen out of those little things.


.  .  .
"Was April when I fist told ya how long it been ......acted like you didn't even remember....You had somethin' planned the whole time....."

Ennis looks down shyly, Jack embraces him resting his chin on his shoulder. "Got sometin' fer you too."
.  .  .

Excerpt from as yet otherwise unwritten, unreleased Chapter 4 of "SHIRTS..."

Aww - that is so sweet.  Can't wait to find out what Jack got Ennis.  Looks like another great chapter in the works, Mark!  And thanks for the pic - "Team Roper" - love it.

Thanks, drabblers
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 15, 2007, 05:06:48 pm
Thanks for your drabbles Janice & Mark..!

It is so much fun to look forward to these everyday ..  :)


Bobby lost his daddy.   :'(  Thanks for that touching reminder, M - I always seem to focus on Ennis's loss so much sometimes I forget.

I know Marie, I forget sometimes too ..  :)
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Post by: Cameron on March 15, 2007, 05:39:59 pm
The Next Day

(May 1985)
The clouds were real low in the sky.  Ennis stared at them, standing outside of his trailer.  He looked for the silver lining but he couldn’t see them today.

Cassie was always talking about seeing the silver lining.  Ennis had begun trying, but he just couldn’t, not today.  Last night he started feeling a little better, sitting there with Tom, but today he didn’t feel anything silver at all.

Jack was in his mind all day, but now Tom was there too.  It scared him, that they were both there all day.  He always thought he wasn’t like that, that it was just with Jack, but now he didn’t know, now with Tom in his mind too.

Ennis looked over at Tom’s trailer, he wasn’t home now.  He wondered about Tom, obviously it seemed like Tom was like that too.  The pictures, of Tom and his friend, the feeling of Tom’s hand.  Ennis tried to put that out of his mind, but he couldn’t the entire day.

Ennis went back inside his trailer and opened up a beer.  He kept hearing Jack say, from that day so long ago “it’s nobody’s business but ours.”  But it became other peoples business, Alma’s, and Cassie's and now even Tom’s.  It became their business even now, even after Jack has been gone.

Jack never seemed to care, he was always so enthusiastic when they were together.  Tom seemed like he didn’t care either.

Ennis sat down, still thinking, still wondering, “how did Tom know?”  He kept asking himself all day “how could he possibly know?”

Ennis sat there, but his eyes began closing, his head nodding.  He saw Jack, standing there smiling, but then he saw Tom, with that thoughtful look on his face that was already becoming familiar.  Then there was Jack again, now with Tom.  Suddenly there was a loud noise.

Ennis shuddered and shook himself awake.  But the noise continued.  He went to open the door.


(It starting to seem like Tom is asking for a whole story too, with Ennis.)

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Post by: Lumière on March 15, 2007, 05:54:26 pm
Marl, I like the direction you're going! 

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He always thought he wasn’t like that, that it was just Jack, but now he didn’t know, now with Tom in his mind too.

Ennis looked over at Tom’s trailer, he wasn’t home now.  He wondered about Tom, obviously it seemed like Tom was like that too.  The pictures, of Tom and his friend, the feeling of Tom’s hand.  Ennis tried to put that out of his mind, but he couldn’t the entire day.

That was lovely!  :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 15, 2007, 06:09:32 pm
Thanks for stepping in and helping, Milli! I appreciate it.

If prompts aren't posted really early tomorrow morning, someone go ahead and give it a whirl. I am busy with all I have going on here in Belgium!

Leslie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 15, 2007, 06:12:45 pm
May 9th 1988 6:10 PM

Jack slipping a red and white carnation boutonnière to Ennis's lapel. "Jack...Jack...got somethin" fer ya.."

"Mmm..." Jack raises is eyebrows.

Ennis retrieves a small box wrapped in fancy gleaming paper from his suitcase hands it to Jack hardly able to contain himself. Jack carefully opens the package careful not to tear the paper. Still in the original mailing box addressed to Ennis c/o Andy and Rita Colins, Jack opens the outer package finding a smaller dark burgundy box inside. Lifting of the cover, removing a layer of cotton, Jack sees a very ornate sterling silver belt buckle, in the center are two horses and riders, one with rope lassoing a small calf in gold. Jack is left speechless bites its lower lip.

"They call that design 'Team Roper' .It's me 'an you bud...Yer the one with the rope..."

Jack, eye moist,  still at a loss. "Oh Ennis.....It.....It sure is...."

"Turn it around...look at the back...." Jack turns the buckle over in his hand. Sees.

Jack and Ennis May 9th, 1963

"Ennis......Ennis.....this is somethin'....you sent away fer this?....Had it made special."

"Aw heck....Ain't nothin'...."

"Sure is Ennis...." Jack picks up the mailing box looks at the postmark. "Hey Ennis....they sent this to you in March....You....You  knew all along....You knew it 25 years comin' on, had sometin' planed all along....."

"Didn't know how long it a take is all....don't mean nothin'"

"Was April when I fist told ya how long it been ......acted like you didn't even remember....You had somethin' planned the whole time....."

Ennis looks down shyly, Jack embraces him resting his chin on his shoulder. "Got sometin' fer you too."

"Where did cha hide it!....I didn't....find......"

"I knew I couldn't trust you.....had it sent to the hotel....the kept here......"

"Damn you Twist....."


Excerpt from as yet otherwise unwritten, unreleased Chapter 4 of "SHIRTS..."


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                      You have the sweetest story Mark.. I love the anniversary trip.
                                                                       Janice
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Post by: Lumière on March 15, 2007, 06:14:08 pm
Thanks for stepping in and helping, Milli! I appreciate it.


My pleasure, Leslie .. waiting to hear all about your Belgian adventures so far ..  ;)
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Post by: mariez on March 15, 2007, 06:35:26 pm
The Next Day
. . .
 Last night he started feeling a little better, sitting there with Tom, but today he didn’t feel anything silver at all.

I'm so glad you're continuing this, Marl- keep listening to that muse.  :)  This sentence, in particular, really struck a chord -   it so perfectly demonstrates human nature.  Nicely done.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 15, 2007, 06:54:56 pm


   Wow you are writing a whole story.. one drabble at a time..cool.
                                                                       janice
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Post by: Cameron on March 15, 2007, 11:25:05 pm
Marl, I like the direction you're going! 

That was lovely!  :)


Thank you so much Miili, and Marie and Janice,

I am so glad you liked it.  And M, thank you for the great prompts today. :)

We'll see were this is going ;)

Marl
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 16, 2007, 04:23:05 am
Morning all,

Up early and off to Bruges. Chew on these, will ya, drabblers?


L
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 16, 2007, 08:40:05 am
Jack...Jack I'm so sorry your gonna be endin' up here. All I ever wanted was to protect ya, not let anyone hurt ya. I wish I cudda been there to stop 'm, would have tore apart with my bare hands Jack. Jack there was nothing I ever wished for more than to just be with you, felt so bad it just couldn't be. Never wanted to leave Brokeback, stayed there fer ever iffin' we could. I miss'n you so much Jack.....Jack your the very best friend I ever had.

Ennis....Ennis s'alright can ya hear me? I know Ennis...I know it all. I know what you felt from the day we met, I see how you looked at me when I was asleep, I see you at camp lookin' up fer me when I was up with the sheep. I know you only meant to keep us safe, I know how you heart broke to say it couldn't be, I see you at the side of the road with tears in your eyes whenever we parted, I see the joy in your face when we'd meet again, I see the grief you feel now. Ennis...s'alright you have the shirts, the rest don't matter, hold them close...and remember.... . I love you so very much. Ennis...Ennis look quick, see the horse and rider way out on the prairie? That's me on ol 'Cigar Butt' always be a' watch'n over you cowboy, never let happen to you what did to me, I'm so so sorry Ennis. Ennis I will always be in you heart, you see me in your dreams and after you take you last breath we'll be together again, always.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 16, 2007, 12:20:32 pm


     A beautiful tribute.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 16, 2007, 01:43:01 pm


     Ennis Del Mar is now in his 52nd year.  He heard that Jack's mama, died.  Back a couple of months ago.  This is his
first opportunity to get over here and pay his respects.  Its late in the year, and what with all the fall work, being done.
November is his earliest chance to get out this far.
     Lightning Flat is more remote now days. " Even, than the last time I was here." "Seems, like all the folks from around here.  There're movin out." " Jack's mama went to stay with her sister, after the old man died." " She sent me that picture, of the cemetary, with the place where they buried Jack."  "I never could bring myself to come out here before,
and see it in person." 
    " Can't stand the thought of you being buried out here Jack." "This is one of the most god forsaken looking places I have ever seen."  "You should be around, where life is going on around ya. Jack."  "You was always so full of life."
"Specially that first year we met.  Up on Brokeback.  Member."  "You was so silly sometimes I just busted up, just thinking about ya.  Member that time when you was all acting silly, bout my daddy.  Him sayin rodeo cowboys was all a
bunch of fuck ups?  "Wish I would of had a picture of you back in those days.  You was just about the best looking man  I ever saw in all my whole born days."  "Still was.   Last time I laid eyes on ya Jack."  "One thing for sure, that ain't gonna change." " You still are, and always will be the sweetest rodeo fuck up in the world to me."
   "  Well I see where they put you Jack.  Not where I would have done it."  "But I spose dead and buried, is dead,
and buried."  "I guess it'll be fine when I am here too.  Like your mama said I could do.  It'll be awright then."  "One way or tother, we will finally be tagether."  "Tagether, for good and all."  "Well Jack, say hi to your mama, and I hope she is doing good.  I'll see ya next time.  See ya soon, I hope.  Oh yeah I done told Jr about what we wanted, to be both buried here, as the good friends we always was. together."
    
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Post by: Cameron on March 16, 2007, 05:04:00 pm
One more, I couldn't resist, and then I'll see...(I know, it is way over)

The Next Day (continued)

(May 1985)
Ennis opened the door.  It was Tom, as he had hoped for and expected in a way.
“How ya doin buddy?  Better today?” Tom asked with concern.

Ennis nodded.  “Yeah, some days, ya know.”

“Hey, I know, its okay buddy, we all get days like that” Tom said coming inside.
He looked all around the sparse trailer.  “Don’t ya have any pictures?”

Ennis shook his head, “Na, can ya believe, I never had a camera.”

“No pictures or any remembrances? Tom asked still looking around “Of anybody?”

“I got some things” Ennis said, glad that the closet door was closed.  “Ya want a beer?” he asked, quickly changing the subject.

Without waiting for an answer Ennis went to the refrigerator and took out two beers.  He handed one to Tom, and stood there looking at him.  “How did ya know?” Ennis found himself asking.  He didn’t mean to ask now but it just came out.

Tom cleared his throat, “Let’s just say, I could tell, and I have my ways.”

Ennis sat down on the little chair, staring at Tom.  He didn’t know what to make of him.  He didn’t understand how Tom could know. 

Tom pulled up the other chair and placed it right in front of Ennis.  “I have my ways” he repeated, taking Ennis’s hands in his hands, after putting down the beers.

Ennis felt his breath quicken.  He looked at Tom.  Tom’s eyes were blue like Jack’s eyes, but they were different.  Jack’s eyes were like the sky, everything open and visible.  Tom’s eyes were like the depths of the sea, with many hidden mysteries.

They sat there like that for a while, not speaking, with Tom holding both of Ennis’s hands in his.

“Where is he buried?” Tom asked.

“In Texas” Ennis replied, not wanting to mention Lightning Flat.

“You should go to the cemetery, and talk to him” Tom said.  “I do and it really helps me.”

Ennis looked deep into those eyes.  He could not understand how Tom could know so much.

Suddenly Tom smiled, “Did ya eat yet?"
“Naw” Ennis replied.
“How bout ya come over and I’ll fix ya something” Tom said, standing up.  “I can cook a little.”

Ennis stood up too, realizing that he had no idea about what Tom did to make a living.  In fact, Ennis thought, he didn’t really know anything about him.

“Well, I guess”  Ennis started to answer, but suddenly Tom pulled him close, and he felt Tom’s mouth on his.  Tom’s  lips were both firm and gentle, his kiss probing and deep.  Ennis felt a hand on his waist, sending hot sparks rushing through him.

Then Tom went to the door. “Ya comin?”

“In a minute” Ennis whispered, and sat back on the chair, trying to get the shaking of his body and the spinning in his head to stop.

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Post by: mariez on March 16, 2007, 05:57:23 pm
.  .  .  Ennis I will always be in you heart, you see me in your dreams and after you take you last breath we'll be together again, always.[/i]

That really is beautiful, Mark - I  look at the picture and imagine Ennis is hearing Jack's voice.



.  .  ."You was always so full of life."  "Specially that first year we met.  Up on Brokeback.  Member."  "You was so silly sometimes I just busted up, just thinking about ya.  Member that time when you was all acting silly, bout my daddy.  Him sayin rodeo cowboys was all a bunch of fuck ups?  "Wish I would of had a picture of you back in those days.  You was just about the best looking man  I ever saw in all my whole born days."  "Still was.   Last time I laid eyes on ya Jack."  "One thing for sure, that ain't gonna change." " You still are, and always will be the sweetest rodeo fuck up in the world to me." . . .

Another beautiful tribute, Janice - and so very Ennis.


 .  .  Tom’s eyes were blue like Jack’s eyes, but they were different.  Jack’s eyes were like the sky, everything open and visible.  Tom’s eyes were like the depths of the sea, with many hidden mysteries.
.  .  .

That is just gorgeous writing, Marl - very, very nicely done!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 16, 2007, 06:28:20 pm


        Nice chapter again Marlb                                                      janice
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Post by: Cameron on March 16, 2007, 11:39:03 pm
Marie and Janice,

Thank you so much again :)

Marl
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Post by: mariez on March 17, 2007, 09:14:18 am
Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Any drabblers not out drinking might want to try these:


Marie
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Post by: Cameron on March 17, 2007, 01:35:36 pm
(Happy St. Patricks Day!)


Pot o’ Gold?


(June 1981)
Cassie's Daddy always used to tell her, “Just you wait, you’ll see, Cassie, your pot o’ gold will surely be coming.”  He would say this to her when she was tucked into her bed, under the pink comforter, and he would sit at the edge of the bed and gently stroke her head, and stay with her until she fell asleep.

Cassie shook her head and opened the door to her car and got inside.  She wasn’t really sure why her daddy was coming back in her mind just now.  Actually he has been there a lot lately.  In fact, Cassie hasn’t thought this much about him almost since he left so long ago.

Cassie started the car and began driving away.  She used to think that she would have good luck, real good luck someday.  But now she wasn’t so sure anymore.

“Everyone else….” Cassie said out loud, shaking her head again.  All her friends had long since gotten married.  All had at least a couple of babies now.  All, that is, except her.

Cassie drove into town.  She parked her car not far away from the bar, the one where she used to work, where she met him.  “Maybe he will be here”  she said almost out loud as she was getting out of the car.

Cassie opened the door to the bar and looked around.  He wasn’t there.  On the wall was a poster with a shamrock on it.  It wasn’t there before.  It was for a new beer, and it said “Your Luck Will Come.”  Cassie looked at it for a moment but then she went back to her car.  She rummaged through her bag and found a piece of paper.

Three and a half weeks and not a word from Ennis.

“I might as well leave one here too” Cassie said with a sigh, and began writing another note.

But then she whispered “not like its gonna make any difference.”  Tears then filled her eyes and began falling on that scrap of paper.


(Its too bad Cassie is so sad today, but it just happened that way)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 17, 2007, 02:45:44 pm
     Jack bends over to the ground and picks a blade of grass from the hilltop where he lays..  His eyes are filled with water, but he will not cry.  He is so hurt, and distraught, he can not even think.. But there it stood, like an omen from on high.   A bright green, four leaf shamrock clover.  "They" say it is supposed to bring you good luck...Yeah,,?  "Who the hell are "they?"  "It sure hasn't been very lucky for me."  He swallows a deep sob, and get up from the ground.  The sky is a bright clear blue.
    No rainbow in these skies, no pot of gold, at the end of any rainbow, neither." 
     "There doesn't seem to be any thing, lucky, about this day, and I can only hope it'll get better from here."     
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Post by: Cameron on March 17, 2007, 04:17:33 pm
Janice,  I am glad you drabbled too today, excellent drabble!!

Marl
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 17, 2007, 05:37:26 pm

                                                                                                                                                 5
        We seem to be the only ones with the candle still lit today,, so heres a hi fiver for you and me..................

                                                             good job bud....                                            janice
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Post by: Cameron on March 18, 2007, 02:33:38 am
Thanks......... bud   ;)

Marl
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Post by: Lumière on March 18, 2007, 03:02:02 am
I have been missing in action lately ..
Maybe I'll have something the next round, who knows..

Good work drabblers!  8)
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Post by: mariez on March 18, 2007, 08:57:27 am
                                                                                                                                                 5
        We seem to be the only ones with the candle still lit today,, so heres a hi fiver for you and me..................

                                                             good job bud....                                            janice


A high five to both of you, Janice and Marl!  Not only two great drabbles, but I loved how each of you showed us a different side of a triangle - connected by Ennis.  Sweet Jack - so many sad, unlucky days without his Ennis.  And poor Cassie, too, waiting for that pot o' gold.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 18, 2007, 09:02:07 am
Good Morning!

Any Sunday drabblers?  How about these:


Marie
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Post by: Cameron on March 18, 2007, 11:56:54 am
(I hope all you wonderful drabblers are here today.  Here is the next part)


The Dinner

(May 1985)
Ennis sat on the chair for a while waiting for the shaking to stop.  He tried to breathe deeply, but it didn’t help much.  Finally, after a while he got up and began walking over to Tom’s trailer.

It was now a clear night, the clouds had moved on.  Ennis stopped and looked at the stars. He did have faith in those stars.

When Ennis got to Tom’s trailer he found the door open.  Tom was sitting at his table.  The table was set with two bowls and two plates.  Tom was sitting there holding the picture of his friend.

He looked up.

“Oh good, you’re here, I had hope that ya would get here real soon.”

Tom got up, took Ennis’s hand and led him to the table.  Ennis hoped that Tom couldn’t feel the trembling.

“Nothing fancy” Tom said.  “Just some good soup and then ya’ll see.”

Ennis tasted the soup. It was like nothing he had ever tasted before.  Full of flavors different from all that he had known.

Tom and Ennis ate in silence. Then Tom brought over two sandwiches that were all brown and melting and dripping.

“This is real good here”  was all Ennis could say, but he had never known food could be like this.

After they finished eating, they went outside.  Thy sat on the plastic lawn chairs, smoking and drinking beer, but not talking.  Ennis found himself unable to keep his eyes off Tom, as he half lay on the plastic lawn chair.  His silver hair was glimmering in the moonlight.

Suddenly Tom spoke “I better go clean up and save what’s left.  Ya know, I ain’t a churchgoing man but I always try to give something to charity, to make the Lord happy.”

Ennis looked at him puzzled.  “Ya think he is, happy….even though….”   But the words couldn’t quite come out.

Tom stood up.  “Ya know, I think he is, I think God loves us all, don’t ya?”

Ennis shook his head “I don’t know, I don’t think so, I…..”

But he couldn’t say anything else because Tom took his hands and pulled him up from the chair.  Tom wrapped his arms around him, bringing Ennis real close against his body.  His mouth was on Ennis’s once again, tasting of the soup and the sandwich and the beer.  His body was hard and firm.

Ennis tried to pull away.  “Not here, people can see us.”

Tom fixed those blue eyes on him.  “Ennis Del Mar, the Lord sees us everywhere.”

Then Tom took his hand and led Ennis back inside the trailer.
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Post by: Lumière on March 18, 2007, 02:20:04 pm
Oh Marl .. that was awesome!  I love the story you are building there, drabble by drabble!  ;)


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"Faith, hope and charity", said the old man, "and the greatest of these is charity" was all that Ennis really caught from what the old man was saying.... something about 'corinthians', - wasn't that leather?

TH, that made me smile!  Thank you for that!  :)
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Post by: TH on March 18, 2007, 02:40:08 pm
TH, that made me smile!  Thank you for that!  :)

 Yeah...  Trust Ennis to think leather!...  -grin...
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Post by: Lumière on March 18, 2007, 03:42:02 pm
Yeah...  Trust Ennis to think leather!...  -grin...

 ;D  I know .. I wonder what made him think of leather ..lol
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Post by: Lumière on March 18, 2007, 03:48:21 pm
My contribution folkses.  :)  It went a little long, but here goes ..


Under the birch tree..

Wednesday, June 15th 1966


Ennis sat down heavily in the shade of a big birch tree in the ranch yard.  He unsnapped the buttons of his shirt and sighed, relishing the feeling of the cool breeze upon his perspiring skin.  He opened up the old tin lunch box and pulled out one of the neatly-wrapped ham and cheese sandwiches Alma had packed for him.  He gobbled it down in a few bites; he was famished.  He took a gulp of the warm brew in his thermos and grabbed another sandwich from the box.

He mostly ate his lunches alone; he liked keeping to himself.  The lesser the other hands knew about him, the better.  He looked across the yard and noticed Charlie Ed, or ‘Eddie’ as the others called him, sitting on a bale of hay by the barn door.  Ennis quickly lowered his eyes; he could feel his heart beating faster.  He didn’t dare question himself as to why he had this reaction every time he saw Eddie.  He didn’t think he could face the answer.  He managed another glance in Eddie’s direction; he swallowed hard when he realized Eddie was walking towards him.  He kept his eyes firmly planted on his half empty lunch box.

“Howdy!  Del Mar, isn’t it?”  Eddie asked with a smile, offering his hand. 

“Hey ..” Ennis said, taking it, and hoping against hope that Eddie did not catch him staring at his bare chest and the strong muscles in his arm when he shook his hand.  “Yeah, it’s Del Mar..”

“Ya started about two weeks ago, right?” Eddie inquired, sitting himself on the ground a few feet away from Ennis.

“Er, yeah .. about that long ..” Ennis added, averting the other man's eyes as if his life depended on it.

“I seen ya around .. yer a hard worker.” Eddie said, smiling at Ennis' obvious discomfort.  “Me, I been here six months.  I’m saving up to move to California some time next year..”

“California?” Ennis asked, finally looking into the warm hazel eyes.

“Yeah, I got a friend there.  Hoping to start me a new life, ya know?.. My folks is long gone an’ I got an aunt here looking after me.  A man gets tired of takin’ charity, ya know? .. Gotta start makin’ my own way .. really makin' my own way, ya know?”.

Ennis nodded quietly.  “I understan’..”  A pregnant silence passed between them.

“Well .. I gotta be gettin’ back to them stables Ennis.” Eddie said, rising to his feet.  “Look .. maybe we can go fer a beer some day after work..”

“Er, okay.. sure, maybe ..”  Ennis faltered. 

He watched as Eddie walked away, brushing off the dirt from the seat of his jeans and then adjusting the straw hat on his head.  His eyes roamed on Eddie’s bare back and the dark curls of hair that fell softly on his neck.  He swallowed hard.  Eddie was beautiful, almost as much as ...  His thoughts drifted once more to Jack – he hadn’t seen him in three years now, but he thought on him almost every single day.  He leaned against the birch bark and closed his eyes.  The eyes staring back at him were as vivid a blue as ever.  He would see Jack again, he longed to, he needed to, he hoped with all the faith he could muster .. he would see Jack again.
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 18, 2007, 03:58:39 pm
Thanks, drabblers, for keeping things going while I am away! I am finding it hard to keep up with Bettermost, pictures, email, etc., while I am traveling. On the other hand, I am having a great time with my wonderful EuroBrokie friends. So, I guess that is a fair trade off! If I don't post prompts early in the morning tomorrow, will someone step in for me again? Thanks....

Hugs to all,

Leslie
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Post by: High Priestess on March 18, 2007, 04:25:06 pm
Fanfic from the new member!  I hope you enjoy my humble crumbs lol!

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Crossing The River.

Jack's mule was somewhat hesitant as it struggled with the protruding rocks in the shallows of the stream.  Ennis was not far behind - his attentions waivering between the lamb he had strewn across his lap and the sight of Jack's shirt which was clinging tenaciously to his sculptured back.  The heat was over-bearing and the sweat emanating from Jack was bringing about a profound thirst in Ennis.

Ennis took his own horse on a different route to avoid causing unnecessary disruptance to his lamb.  As the crisp and cool water slapped against the hocks of the horse, Ennis' mind drifted - thoughts of Jack were now over-bearing and Ennis wondered if Jack was of his own persuasion.  Ennis struggled and fought with the knowledge that he was to wed another - he knew that he had to surpress his inner yearnings for now at least.....
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Post by: Lumière on March 18, 2007, 05:02:21 pm
Hey HighPriestess!

Welcome to the Drabblefest!  :)
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Post by: High Priestess on March 18, 2007, 05:17:27 pm
Hey HighPriestess!

Welcome to the Drabblefest!  :)

Why thank you very much Lucise - glad to be here!

Regards,

Lo  :-*
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Post by: Cameron on March 18, 2007, 06:06:16 pm
M,
I am so glad your back here today, I missed you the last couple of days. :)

Thanks for another beautiful drabble.

High Priestess,  Welcome!!!!  I am real happy your here :)

Thank you TH for the great drabbles.

Cheers to all,

Marl
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Post by: High Priestess on March 18, 2007, 06:15:27 pm
Marl, thank you so much for both the invitation to join the gang and for the lovely welcome.

I am so grateful to you - this seems a great place to hang out - I have been treated so nicely and to that end I think I will be a regular poster when time permits!

I am indebted - this forum really rocks!  So much to read and explore!

My very best wishes,

Lo x  :-*
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Post by: mariez on March 18, 2007, 06:18:14 pm
What wonderful drabbles today!  :)

.  .  .  Ennis stopped and looked at the stars. He did have faith in those stars.

Marl, I agree with Milli - I love this drabble-story!  This line is particularly beautiful - Ennis really wants and needs to have faith in something, doesn't he?


.  .  .A small hand on his leg... "It gonna be alright, Mister."

.  .  .One never knows where comfort will come from in life... and Ennis was not about to reject it... - even from the mouth of a small boy. 

.  .  .He smiled, reached out and grabbed his arm squeezing it gently and said.  "It will come to you, son... It will come to you."

TH, thank you so much for these two drabbles. I was so moved  - they brought tears to my eyes (and a smile to my face).  All of us need to be open to the comfort and love that's offered to us. 


.   .  .  He would see Jack again, he longed to, he needed to, he hoped with all the faith he could muster .. he would see Jack again.

Amazing as always, M!


High Priestess, it is great to meet you!  We love seeing new drabblers.  Your writing is beautifully descriptive and we hope to see many more of your drabbles!   :)


Thanks,
Marie


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Post by: High Priestess on March 18, 2007, 06:21:46 pm
Lucise - that signature pic is very hot!  :o Hehehehehe!

It's the best I have ever seen!  Wow!  Don't change it any day soon, it's really provocative and also evoking of my emotions.  Such a great movie and love story - your sig really captures the intensity of this.  Excellent!

Regards,

Lo  :-*
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Post by: High Priestess on March 18, 2007, 06:24:45 pm
Why thank you for the lovely welcome Mariez!

Great to finally be on a forum where people really appreciate this great love story!  Your comments were most kind - thank you for making me feel comfortable.

With best wishes,

Lo x  :-*
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Post by: Cameron on March 18, 2007, 06:37:06 pm
Marie- I just can't stop thank stop thanking you and thank you again, Milli, for your kind wordsl

Its funny, that line about Ennis and the stars just stayed with me all day since I wrote it this morning. I am so glad that you liked it Marie, I was hoping you would.

 :-*

Marl
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Post by: Lumière on March 18, 2007, 06:50:13 pm
M,
I am so glad your back here today, I missed you the last couple of days. :)

Thanks for another beautiful drabble.
Marl

Aww, cheers Marl!   :-*


Lucise - that signature pic is very hot!  :o Hehehehehe!

It's the best I have ever seen!  Wow!  Don't change it any day soon, it's really provocative and also evoking of my emotions.  Such a great movie and love story - your sig really captures the intensity of this.  Excellent!

Regards,

Lo  :-*


Glad you like the siggie pic, Lo! 
And sure thing, I'll keep it for a time longer!  ;)
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Post by: High Priestess on March 18, 2007, 07:37:20 pm
Oh goodie Lucise!!

I am gonna swoon any minute looking at the various *cough* developments on that sig  ;D

Don't ever change it unless you have a hotter one to replace it....NO...what am I saying?  My heart can't take any more!!!  :laugh:  (swoons in a ladylike fashion)  ;D

Lo x  :-*
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 19, 2007, 02:15:33 am
      Ennis is sitting on the small bed, in his trailer.  He is watching the late evening news.  Well more listening, than
watching it.  Some guy on the TV from a place in the midwest, is saying how his house is being flooded yet again, by the Mississippi and the Missouri rivers overflowing the levees.  The whole town is neck deep or worse in water.  The National Guard is picking people up in boats, and helicopters, and taking them to other safer, for the moment. resting places.  He is crying, and saying how he has "no idea where, his wife and children are.  They are somewhere and I dont have any idea where," the man sighs.
       He thinks back on his life, and wonders what it all means.. People have hopes, when they start out, that they will have enough money, and enough, friends and family to live happily. " But what does that mean, really?"  "Some people work their entire life to have a piece of the good life, and then nature, comes along and destroys it in the blink of an eye." 
      "Some have faith that the good lord will provide, the necessities of life.  All they have to do is, just show up every day, and by some miracle of life, the fortunes will arrive."
      "Then there are others, that go out and work, and dilligently do so in the lives of others as well as their own.  They expect nothing, and work and give and are very strong minded, and caring.."
      He then ponders; " what will the lord find in me?  When and if I get to that place where he has to make the choice where I will go."  "Will he find no charity for me?  Simply because the person I loved on this earth was a man.  I didn't choose to love him.  It just was, same as i had brown eyes, and blond hair.  The same as I was tall, or skinny, or any other way he made me."  "Is he then going to say I deserve no charity,   Simply for being how he made me.  For who i am."  "I can then have no faith. Or hope, if I, do not then deserve charity."
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Post by: High Priestess on March 19, 2007, 06:43:08 am
The Tent

Jack was growing increasingly impatient as Ennis' audible shivvering became all-encompassing a sound in the otherwise silence of the midnight mountain air. 

Hauling himself into an upright position, Jack pulled the flaps of the flimsy tent to one side and observed his own steamy breath as he coaxed the rather drunken Ennis into the warmth of the nest.

Ennis didn't need to be invited a second time as he staggered toward Jack, clutching his meagre blanket, his hands almost blue with cold.

'Steady there' Jack uttered as Ennis clumsily entered the tent, almost detaching it from it's pegged moorings.  Ennis sank down beside Jack, delighting in the warmth of his body.  Jack was suddenly all too aware of his friend's cold and shivery body and his first thought was to wrap a comforting arm around him but he resisted for now.  He didn't want Ennis to mistake his well-intentioned gesture for one born of a more selfish motive.

Ten long minutes had passed but it was clear that Ennis was still wide awake - and still shivvering.  Jack feigned sleep and turned to face Ennis, lazily draping his left arm over his friend - it was a test of high magnitude and not one without risk......

(To be continued)
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Post by: mariez on March 19, 2007, 08:16:08 am
"There are a lot of ignorant people in the world, Ennis.  They are called 'the poor' but they are not stupid.  You didn't get much schoolin' but you are not stupid.  .  . '

That was beautifully profound, TH.  Once had this very discussion about Ennis - he is indeed a smart man - the intelligent aren't necessarily educated and the educated aren't necessarily intelligent. 


.  .  .
      He then ponders; " what will the lord find in me?  When and if I get to that place where he has to make the choice where I will go."  "Will he find no charity for me?  Simply because the person I loved on this earth was a man.  I didn't choose to love him.  It just was, same as i had brown eyes, and blond hair.  The same as I was tall, or skinny, or any other way he made me."  "Is he then going to say I deserve no charity,   Simply for being how he made me.  For who i am."  "I can then have no faith. Or hope, if I, do not then deserve charity."

That's so touching, Janice - so sad.  Of course Ennis is so deserving of love.


.  .  . it was a test of high magnitude and not one without risk......

I really like the way you phrased that! 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 19, 2007, 08:21:03 am
Good Monday Mornin' drabblers,

How about these prompts for today:


Marie
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Post by: TH on March 19, 2007, 09:16:44 am
the intelligent aren't necessarily educated and the educated aren't necessarily intelligent. 

  ... aint that the truth!...  Thanks for the comments... 

  I think it was Archbishop Temple who said that God must love the poor because He made so many of them... 

-smile
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Post by: TH on March 19, 2007, 09:39:54 am
He leaned against the birch bark and closed his eyes.  The eyes staring back at him were as vivid a blue as ever.  He would see Jack again, he longed to, he needed to, he hoped with all the faith he could muster .. he would see Jack again.

  -smile...  Really well put...  thanks... 
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Post by: TH on March 19, 2007, 09:50:16 am
Ennis stopped and looked at the stars. He did have faith in those stars.

  ... yeah... Ennis would know the stars...  gotta anchor your soul somewhere eh? 
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 19, 2007, 11:13:44 am
 
Monday, May 9th, 1988 

Ennis and Jack are on the way to Denver from their ranch near Fort Morgan, Colorado to celebrate 25 years since Brokeback.

Pulling out onto the pavement Ennis shifts in high bringing the truck up to speed. Jack, sitting back on the bench seat, left foot resting on the transmission tunnel. “So Ennis ….you a little nervous there?”

“Who….me…..course not.” Jack nudged his leg, grinning. Ennis looked Jack returning his smile, relaxed eased back in his seat.

“So there Ennis…I was thinking….”

“Seems ya do lotta that….”

“After we get out hair cuts….still be early…..won’t be eating….till bout’ 7:00.…thought….”

“Thought what Jack…..just what were ya thinking…Huh?”

“We could go back at the room….you know …in…”

“I know an what….?” Ennis turns to Jack with a teasing smile. “Just what ya go in mind Twist?”

Jack turns looks out at the plains of eastern Colorado passing by. “I don’t know…something’ at be workin’ up ah appetite is all…you know…”

“Could go fer a walk…that’d build up good appetite….probably lot’s we haven’t seen in Denver’

Jack taps him in the calf with the point of his boot. “Was thinking on sometin’ we could do in the room.”

“Got ah deck o’ cards in the glove box...play gin.”

Jack opens the glove box, pulls out the cards, opens the box takes one out, tosses it out the window. “Guess we can’t …missin’ the eight of diamonds.”

“Now what did cha go ‘n do that for?….huh?….damn litterbug.”

“Since when do we need ah deck of cards.”

“Seems like they came in handy that time we were goin’ up ta the mountains last year and got stuck on the wrong side of that stalled freight train….wuz stuck there fer almost two hours. Did pretty good in five card stud….Hey ….that reminds me…you still owe me twenty dollars I won ya.”

“I kinda got other plans fer you….think I got a way to pay ya back”

“Ya mean like checkers? …..we could do that…Play fer money.” Ennis now enjoying the verbal sparing.

“Yeah Ennis checkers!…..spend an anniversary in a nice hotel playin’ checkers!”

“Okay…if that’s what ya wanna do……to bad though…didn’t bring em.”

“Didn’t even think we had any….” They both turn to each other and then burst out laughing.

Excerpt from Ch3 of 'SUITS,.....'
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Post by: Cameron on March 19, 2007, 05:56:17 pm
(I know, this did get rather long...)

Waiting

(April 1980)
It was dusk, the sun had set, just some orange left over the mountains.  Cassie stood outside, shivering, even though it was April, it was cold outside.  Cassie was waiting for Ennis, he was already more than an hour late.

Last night was so different.  Ennis was over and they were playing a board game.  They never did anything like that before.  But it was in his truck when he came to pick her up. It was the girl’s game, that they left in the truck.  Cassie said “why don’t we bring it upstairs and play?”

So they did, it was a silly game, just right for teenage girls.  There were lots of colored dots that you had to put in the right boxes.  They actually were having fun.  Ennis was even laughing.  Cassie had realized last night that she hardly ever saw him laugh in all this time.  Cassie shook her head thinking how strange that was.  To know a person for a couple of years and almost never see them laugh.

But after they played and Cassie made Ennis dinner, a change had come over him.

Cassie stood outside shivering, looking down the road for the truck.  She didn’t know what happened last night that caused him to change.  They were still laughing as they sat down to eat, but then during dinner something changed.  Ennis sat there, quiet for a while, and then he said “I gotta get going.”

“Are you comin tomorrow, like we said?”  Cassie asked him as he was putting on his hat.

He mumbled, but then he looked at her and said “Yeah, around five.”  Then he left.

It was now almost seven, the sky was almost completely dark.  She kept standing there shivering.  Cassie said to herself, “Lord, I wish I knew..…”

Cassie thought about all that she had said to him last night.  She had been talking about the restaurant that day.  She always told him stories about the people that she waited on.  About the lady, who was really fat, who kept calling her over complaining about all of her food.  About the kid who spilled milk all over everything and himself too.  About the cowboy who came in, and sat all by himself in the back.  A cowboy who was real polite, with dark hair, a mustache, and real sky blue eyes.  He was so kind to her.  He kept saying please and thank you ma'am.

Cassie had been watching him the whole time, there was just something about him, she had thought.  The way he sat there.  She told Ennis all about him last night, just like she told him about all the people she waited on.  She couldn't figure out what made him change like that.

Cassie looked down the empty road once more.  It was now half past seven.  She stood there shivering in the April cold.
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Post by: mariez on March 19, 2007, 06:47:24 pm
. .  .“Ya mean like checkers? …..we could do that…Play fer money.” Ennis now enjoying the verbal sparing.

“Yeah Ennis checkers!…..spend an anniversary in a nice hotel playin’ checkers!”

“Okay…if that’s what ya wanna do……to bad though…didn’t bring em.”

“Didn’t even think we had any….” They both turn to each other and then burst out laughing.

Excerpt from Ch3 of 'SUITS,.....'

 :laugh: I just love that scene, Mark - and it fit the prompt perfectly - cool!



.  .  .
Cassie looked down the empty road once more.  It was now half past seven.  She stood there shivering in the April cold.

Wow.  Marl, that was just wonderful.  And these last three sentences are so effective - they evoke so much with a few perfectly chosen words. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 19, 2007, 06:48:45 pm
Greetings friends.  A little dabble ..  :)


From dusk to lust ..

July 1963

The mountain sky was alight with elegant colors of yellows and reds when Jack rode into camp.  Ennis had opened two cans of beans and fried the remainder of the potatoes for supper.  Good conversation, whiskey and hardened left-over biscuits were welcome accompaniments to their evening meal.  After supper, Jack retreated to the tent for a lie-down while Ennis filled the blackened tin kettle with water for a bath. 

Jack awoke at dusk to the sound of water splashing and faint humming in the air.  He rubbed his eyes and sat up.  He pushed the tent flap to the side and saw Ennis bathing a couple of yards away from the ebbing fire.  Steam rose from the iron bucket from which he sloshed himself with water and from his wet body which he lathered up, vigorously rubbing with the green washcloth.  Jack sat there for some moments, transfixed by the naked form of his new lover.  He was a sight to behold – stooping down in that fashion, his knees wide apart and his body soaking wet.  Jack swallowed involuntarily and felt the familiar stir, the longing that seemed to consume him so much lately.  He pulled off his shirt and stepped outside the tent.  Ennis stopped humming when he heard Jack approaching with a big silly grin on his face.

“Whut’re ya so pleased about?”  Ennis inquired, raising his arms and lathering underneath them.

“Nuthin'.  Got some hot water to share?” Jack smiled, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans.

Ennis splashed some water playfully in Jack’s direction.  “Sure ...”, he said, looking Jack up and down, his gaze finally falling on the bulge in Jack’s pants. He watched with intrigue as Jack pulled off his boots and jeans and walked towards him.  He seemed to be fascinated by the littlest things Jack did - a look, a sigh, the way he licked his lips, or smiled ...

“Ya got to be getting back to them woolies pretty soon, mind you..” Ennis quipped, his eyes still roaming.

“A man is entitled to a five minute warsh, Ennis ..” Jack added, tousling the wet curls on Ennis’ head.

“That what ya got in mind?  Better make it thorough then ..”  Ennis joked, a wet hand forming a soapy trail down Jack’s back ..
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Post by: mariez on March 19, 2007, 07:10:35 pm

From dusk to lust ..

. . . He was a sight to behold – stooping down in that fashion, his knees wide apart and his body soaking wet. 

I knew I was gonna love this as soon as I read the title.  "A sight to behold" indeed! :)  Thanks, M!

Marie
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Post by: TH on March 19, 2007, 08:23:17 pm

From dusk to lust ..


  Whew...  Good stuff...   -smile
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Post by: mariez on March 19, 2007, 08:32:01 pm
.  .  .   But there was something more with these two.  They were frail but could move relatively well... and he found watching them a comfort... in a strange sorta way. 

   One day he forgot himself.  It was afternoon before the dinner time for the restaurant and it was empty in the place.  Maybe that's why he forgot where he was.  Right out of the blue, without thinkin' at all, he said out loud...  "Would we h've had to wait till we was old too, Jack?"

   As soon as it was out he realized.  He looked her way... with guilt in his gaze... she had to have heard.  She smiled at him.  She brought the coffee pot and another cream.  Refilled his coffee, set the pot down and put her hand on his shoulder for just a few seconds without saying a word and then went back to the counter. 

   "Jesus, Jack!  What are you doin' to me here?"

TH, what a gifted writer you are.  I was right there with Ennis and it felt so real and so natural.  Really beautiful.  Thank you.

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 20, 2007, 04:35:30 am
Hi all,

Good morning! Thanks for keeping the drabblefest going in my absence! I appreciate it. This touring and sightseeing stuff takes up more time than I expected...LOL. It looks like I may be around today, though. Chrissi's son has a fever and we are going to take it easy. Maybe visit the Cathedral in Speyer if we get the energy. We'll see. Right now I am lazy.

The drabbles are good. If I can make a gentle reminder, we are supposed to try and stay between 100 and 300 words. I haven't deleted anything and even I am guilty of going over on length, so I am not going to be too obnoxiously strict. But if everyone could make an attempt to keep their drabbles short, the mgt. would appreciate it!

As for your comment, TH, of the prompts being an access point--I find that is absolutely true. That is part of the reason I started this thread, because I find the prompts open up a place of creativity and keep me writing everyday. That's good and I have appreciated the self-discipline that has come about, too. I haven't written a drabble in a few days (traveling is distracting) but I have been doing some other writing, so it is all good.

Prompts to follow, and I am going to take a shower, a source often for inspiration.

L
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 20, 2007, 04:36:44 am
For today...



L
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Post by: Lumière on March 20, 2007, 12:10:00 pm
   In any event... this forum with the prompts seems to be an access point.  Sometimes I read the prompts in the morning and the drabble just begins to form.  At other times... I read them and wonder how in the world can anything be done with those?... and then an hour or so later... they have formed themselves and want to be written... 

   Is anyone else experience this sort of stuff?  How is it for others here with this? 

Well said TH. 
I do alot of BBM fanart and the process of starting with an idea and a bunch of pictures and ending up with one picture that attempts to describe what you feel or see in your mind's eye is a wonderful one.  I find it is almost the same with drabbling .. the prompts are little pieces of inspiration that can be built into a picture, telling a story that the words inspire.  There is so much creativity on this thread and it is a treat to get to experience first hand how the prompts tickle our imaginations in beautiful and different ways.


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The drabbles are good. If I can make a gentle reminder, we are supposed to try and stay between 100 and 300 words. I haven't deleted anything and even I am guilty of going over on length, so I am not going to be too obnoxiously strict. But if everyone could make an attempt to keep their drabbles short, the mgt. would appreciate it!

I am glad no drabble has been deleted, Leslie.    We've all gone abit over the limit sometimes.
Thanks for the reminder.  :)
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 20, 2007, 12:20:09 pm
FALL 1988

Ennis and Jack have just broken a frozen lock on one of the buildings on their ranch they have own since late 1984. Inside is a large object covered in canvas.Jack pulls it back first revealing headlights, radiator, fenders of a very old vehicle. “Ennis look at this”

Ennis remains outside. “ Jack, it just a old wreck.”

Jack continues pull back on the canvas, folding it over in sections. “No Ennis look, this aint a wreck.” he opens the drivers door and steps in. “Ennis.” Tilts his head motioning Ennis to follow.

“I can see from here”

“C’me here, I want to show you something” Jack looking back at Ennis.

Ah'll just stay out here."

"Get in here! What’a you afraid of?”

“Spiders.” Ennis answers quickly

“Oh yeah…since when?”

‘Since we been ah poking around buildings nobody’s been in fer 40 years!”

“Just get you ass in here.” Jack opens the passenger door from the inside handle.

Ennis walks over to the passenger side and sits down with his feet on the running board.

Jack looks at him, his hands in the steering wheel. “Now get those long legs of yours in here stick ‘m on the floor.” Ennis has to negotiate his boots around the tight space between the seat and door sill. “Now pull the door shut.” as he closes the door there is a solid click. Jack then turns toward Ennis, as he does the brim of his hat is caught by Ennis’s so that it remains pointing straight, their noses nearly touching.

“Now what’a you think?”

Ennis notices that he is shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip, knee to knee against Jack on the narrow seat, his right shoulder against the door. Ennis gives Jack a pensive grin. “Well…um”

“Not a bad way to travel…eh?”

“Travel?…This thing hasn’t moved in maybe 30, 40 years, don’t think it’s going nowhere.”

Jack reaches down picks up an old piece of paper on the floor, pushing against Ennis as he does so.
“look like its been more than fifty” Hands the paper to Ennis.

In fountain penned handwriting Ennis reads:

December 5, 1937

1.crankcase filled

2.radiator drained

3.gas tank drained

4.differental filled

5.transmission filled

6.battery removed, for use in Fordson tractor.

7.emergency brake not engaged.

“Ennis someone parked it here for the winter back in 1937 when our daddy‘s were hardly grown, never used it again.” Jack is excited.

Ennis finds the window crank, rolls the window down, rests his arm in the sill, sticks his head out looks down. “Guess that’s why them tires are flat.”

“Ennis, we could do some fine travelin’ in this, boy.”

“Thing ‘ill never run, been sit‘n too long.”

 
“What is this anyways? Sure aint no Ford!” Jack is remembering what is left of an old Ford Model A, nothing but a shell left, on the homestead at Lightning Flat. They both get out to inspect the exterior. Jack open one of the rear doors, hinged at the rear of the car. Inside are several card board boxes “Lookie that! Nice big back seat, look at that upholstery , heavy like fur, should try it out sometime.” Gleam in is eye

“Sure enough, once make ya sure there’s no spiders.” Jack closes the door, they both walk around to the front, look at the enamel badge on the radiator.

“What the hell is a WK?”

“Dun no, never heard of it Jack” They stand back a bit to gaze. They see a spare tire mounted on each front fender, with a black rubberized canvas cover that has the same, ‘WK’ insignia , dark maroon almost brown paint, only slightly faded, black on the upper body, bright red pinstripe to match the wire wheels.

“It’s all here Ennis, nothing missing, headlights, door handles, even the hubcaps and look they have the same WK on ‘em. Wouldn‘t take no time to maker her run”

“I don’t know Jack” Ennis says without much enthusiasm.

 
Jack open the drivers door, pulls out something from a pocket in the driver’s door. “Ennis….look.”

Operating Instructions

1930 Willys-Knight

Model 87

Willys-Overland, INC.,

Toledo, Ohio

October, 1929

“I heard ‘da the Willys Jeep, bit this ain’t no Jeep.” Ennis looks blankly at Jack.

“Looks like maybe this was what they made before Jeeps, sure ain’t no Ford Model A.”

A few hours later after a supper of half bound burgers grilled on the barbeque, with cheese, red onion, tomatoes, lettuce, the rest of the mashed potatoes Ennis and Jack are on the porch enjoying the sunset. Jack is stretched out on the wooden bench with cushions leaning against Ennis absorbing the information in the manual.

“Says here she’s got 55 horsepower at 3000 RPM, seven bearing crankshaft….” Jack rattles on.

“Don’t sound like much, huh?” Ennis rests his arm on Jack’s chest.

“Top speed 65 miles an hour, crusing speed 45-50 miles an hour….”

“Ya think you’d like that? Yer used to goin’ eighty or more across the plains.”

“Only reason was goin’ so fast was to meet up with you. Don’t seem much point now that I be ride’n with you. Be able to slow down, enjoy the ride.”

Ennis tightens his hold, has doubts that it 'she' will ever run again.

“It’ll be great Ennis, stick our camping gear in the back and head off.” Jack continues his banter. “So tomorrow c’n we get a new battery ‘n all get this show on the road, gotta go into town for supplies anyways?”

Ennis runs his fingers through Jack’s hair. “Sure enough bud. Just dun’ no if it’ll ever run again.”

Jack butts head against Ennis’s chest a bit.


(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/willys.jpg)


Excerpt from 'ENNIS AND JACK IN THE KNIGHT'
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: TH on March 20, 2007, 04:20:49 pm
1930 Willys-Knight

  I'd take a ride in that any day...  -spiders and all!   -grin
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Post by: Cameron on March 20, 2007, 04:41:56 pm
Not This Time?

(April 1980)
Cassie finally got a phone call from Ennis about 10:30 last night, after she had been waiting for so long.  He said that he was sorry and that “somethin had come up.”  He promised that he would come over the next day.  He promised.

Cassie said okay.  She always has.  Regardless of what he did to her, or actually, whenever he acted like he forgot all about her, she always forgave him right away.  Her Momma was starting to tell Cassie that she was just wasting her time.  “She’s probably right” Cassie said with a sigh while driving home the next day.  But there was something about him.  She sometimes tried to figure it out, what it was that put him in all her thoughts, what is was that made it seem like her heart was aching just seeing him.  Cassie tried to understand.  But she never could.   

But today was different.  Cassie was upset and angry.  “I shouldn’t forgive him, just like that, not after that” she kept telling herself all day.   Cassie wondered all day what was so important to Ennis all of a sudden.  It didn’t make sense.  It could have been about the girls, but then he would have told her about that.  No, she was angry this time.

But Cassie stopped by the bakery on the way home from the restaurant.  She got a couple of those little cakes that she had bought there before.  Chocolate with nuts.  Ennis said that he liked them the last time.  She was angry, but she bought them anyway.

Cassie was driving along slowly.  All of a sudden a truck blew right by her, going way past the speed limit.  Cassie was able to get a glimpse of the driver in that truck.  It looked like it was the cowboy who was at the restaurant yesterday.  The one with the dark hair and mustache, and the beautiful blue eyes.

Cassie got home.  She started to make dinner.  There was a knock on the door.  It was Ennis.  He kissed her cheek and took her hand.

“Sorry, ‘bout yesterday” he said.

He seemed so earnest.  Cassie felt that tug at her heart, and forgave him.  Again.
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Post by: Lumière on March 20, 2007, 04:43:48 pm
My contribution:  :)


The importance of being earnest ..

May 1983

Jack stood by the side of the road and watched the old truck drive away, leaving a cloud of rising dust and silence in its wake.  He was speechless, enraged, disappointed and miserable – a familiar blend of emotions that coursed through him every time they parted.  This time was harder, the emptiness weighed down on his soul like a ton of bricks.  His throat constricted and burned as he fought the urge to cry or scream at the top of his lungs.

His mood had deteriorated an hour into the trip to Lightning Flat.  He was thankful that the roads were not busy because he’d caught himself driving over the speed limit thrice already.  He just needed to get there, gather his thoughts, clear his hazy mind and decide what he was going to do.

‘All them things I don’t know might get you killed if I come to know them..’,
he heard Ennis say, his tone laced with bitterness and anger.  His mind revisited the image of Ennis hitting the ground hard on his knees, crumbling like a sand statue hit by a tidal wave.  In all of their twenty years together, he’d never seen him look so wretched, so lost and alone.  How much he needed to hold Ennis in his arms, and tell him he loved him and needed him just as much as he did all those years ago, if not more.  Like a dam crushed by the enormous pressure from the water it holds, he was bowled over; his resistance cracked and the tears fell.

He felt like he was rolling on a thousand shards of broken glass; his flowing tears only a shallow revelation of the helplessness and anguish that slowly overtook him.  He pulled over on the side of the road and covered his face in both hands, his shoulders trembled as he released some of the pain.  ‘It’s because of you I’m like this .. I’m nuthin’ .. I’m nowhere..’ he had said.  With earnest tears and a breaking heart, he finally pulled himself together and whispered as if to a ghost, “Let be .. I’ll let you be, Ennis .. I’ll let you be..”.  He wiped his tear-stained face with the back of his hand and resumed the journey. 

Later that night after supper, he lay on the tiny bed, the stained plaid shirt resting on the pillow next to his head.  He buried his nose in the fabric and then placed a kiss on it.  “I’ll always love ya … and you know it..”  he whispered.





                                      (http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/c532867d-1.jpg)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 20, 2007, 05:55:35 pm
"Ghosts are the memory of people that have lived.  Spirits are those people present."

TH, have you written or have you considered writing a fanfic?  This story is really lovely.


.  .  .
Excerpt from 'ENNIS AND JACK IN THE KNIGHT'

Mark, I just read this story last night - and I enjoyed it so much.  I loved seeing Ennis and Jack having fun, discovering new interests and venturing out in the world to meet new people!  I even googled the car so I could imagine J&E driving along.  Your stories always make me happy, Mark.   :)


.  .  .But there was something about him. 

Marl, your Cassie muse is in fine form - another excellent drabble.  This is the essential sentence that says it all. 


.  .  .He felt like he was rolling on a thousand shards of broken glass; .  .  .
How many times can my heart break for them?  And then that picture . . . .  :'(

Thanks, drabblers
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on March 20, 2007, 08:55:47 pm
Hi all,

I just wanted you to know that I finished the next part of the Neighbor, or Ennis and Tom.  i started it yesterday before there were prompts and I decided to leave it that way.  Since I am like Ennis and always try follow the rules, I felt funny posting it here because there are no prompts and it is fairly long, for a drabble certainly.  But I wanted you to know that I did post it to Live Journal.  Here is the link.
http://aileb42.livejournal.com/4758.html (http://aileb42.livejournal.com/4758.html)
I hope you read this new part, and I sure do hope you like it.

Marl
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: ifyoucantfixit on March 20, 2007, 10:59:50 pm
           mARL'

    Marl you know we have a a writers corner, where you can post any kind of story, poem song, or whatever you do.
 
You would be very welcome to post it in that...There is no restrictiion on length. or prompts... so it would be something to think about using..

                                                                                                      janice
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 21, 2007, 10:17:17 am
Mornin'!

I'll throw some prompts out for you drabblers -


See ya later!

Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 21, 2007, 12:10:10 pm
Late Fall 1984

Our boys are waking up to a chilly dawn, long day of work ahead of them on their newly purchased ranch in Colorado. Ennis reaches in the closet for warmer shirt, picks out one of Jack's, dark all cotton gray blue with a herringbone weave, fingering the sleeve.

"Ennis....you wanna wear my shirt....it's ok.

"Well....umm...."

"Here..." Jack pulls the shirt of the hanger holding it up for Ennis to slide his arms in. Ennis gingerly slips in the shirt, still with a hint of the sent of Jack, slowly fastening the buttons, smoothing the fabric of his chest.

"Fits good don't it?" Jack as he adjusted the collar, then placing his hands on Ennis's shoulders. "C'n wear it anytime ya want....Any of 'em."

"Um.....Thanks....Jack......." Ennis looking at his reflection in the mirror. "You can do the same......if yer ever want too...." Jack reached his arms around  Ennis holding him close, chin on his neck.

"Come on cowboy....comin' ta help me with  breakfast?"

"Sure bud.....don't want ya burnin' it." Ennis replied.
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Post by: Lumière on March 21, 2007, 01:24:53 pm
Hey TH,

Why don't you post this story on its own on the fanfic board?  :)
You could start a thread for it ..



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Post by: mariez on March 21, 2007, 01:49:47 pm
Hey TH,

Why don't you post this story on its own on the fanfic board?  :)
You could start a thread for it ..

Great minds and all that, M - I was just gonna say that!   :)

Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on March 21, 2007, 03:26:25 pm
Okay .. another dabble ..  :)

 
Little worries ..


September 1982


Jack retreated to the bedroom after supper, it'd been a long day and he was exhausted.  He stretched his weary body and sat at the edge of the bed.  ‘I’m gettin’ too old to be sleeping on the hard ground for five straight days..’, he thought to himself, recalling fond memories of his last camping trip with Ennis only a week earlier.  He rubbed his sore eyes and lay down for a little nap.  He was starting to drift away into a world of tall pine trees, cold sweet air and mountain fog when a knock on the door brought him back to wakefulness. 

“Yeah?”

“Dad, can I come in?”

“Come on in Bobby..”, he said, sitting up and rubbing his lower back.

“Sorry to wake you, dad .. But I really needed to talk to someone ..”

“I’m listening, son ..” he interjected, now wide awake and slightly concerned by the look of anxiety and worry in the boy’s eyes.

“Well, it’s just that ..” he hesitated.  “Is everything okay with you and Ma?  I mean, you hardly talk to each other these days and when you do, you’re arguing or upsetting each other.  Is everything okay, dad?  You won’t be getting a divorce or nothing like that .. right?”  The young man shoved his hands clumsily into his back pockets and looked at his father anxiously. 

Jack lowered his eyes for a moment and then looked up at his son.  “Don’t worry about your mother and me.  We’ll be fine .. we work together day in, day out .. We’re bound to get on each other’s nerves every so often ..” he said, trying to reassure his son with a smile.  “And you know that your grandpa passed away .. your Ma needs time to deal with that as well..”

“I understand..” Bobby responded, a glimmer of hope flashing across his face.  He turned to leave and then stopped, “You promise everything’s gonna be okay, dad?”

“Hundred percent, son .. we just need a little time.. Now get back to your schoolwork young man..” he added with a smile and a wink, pleased to see an unflurried look on the boy’s face once more.

He lay back on the bed as Bobby left the room; he was motionless, staring blankly at the ceiling ..  Nothing would ever be one hundred percent right, not now, possibly never.  He'd made another promise destined for the pile of broken ones, along with a few fallen dreams and lost hopes.  He heaved a sigh and closed his eyes.  An hour later, he finally drifted off to sleep and welcomed dreams of a familiar face he never grew tired to behold...
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Post by: Cameron on March 21, 2007, 05:05:05 pm
The Math Test

(March 1975)
Alma Junior ran all the way home from school.  She was by herself, Jenny was home with another cold.  Alma Jr. couldn’t wait to show her Momma and her Daddy the test.  She couldn’t wait at all.  She got her math test back today.  She got 100%, the first one ever.  Mr. Allen even said it to the whole class.   Ryan smiled at her.

Alma Jr. got home breathlessly “Momma, Momma look!”

Alma was sitting at the table which was covered with piles of bills.

“Don’t ya yell, Jenny’s finally takin a nap.”

“But Momma look!” she exclaimed, holding the test with the red one hundred in front of her.

Alma looked over.  “Oh, that’s nice, but you can change and help me with the laundry” she said.  Alma Jr. just stood there looking at her.  “How am I supposed to care bout anythin with all of these bills and no money?” Momma asked her voice just slightly lower this time.

Alma just stood there “But Momma, didn’t you see, Mr. Allen said…….”

“Alma, what did I tell ya, go start the laundry, go downstairs, you know which machine.”

Alma got the laundry, a big bagful, and dragged it down the stairs.

After Alma Jr. got the machine going she sat on the chair next to it.  She pulled out the piece of paper from her pocket.  It had the new words that they learned that day.  She always saved the words.  Anxiety, that was her favorite one today.  It made her think of her Momma.

It made her think of her Daddy too.  He came back from one of his trips just the other day.  He hardly talked to her either, since he got home.  He always left for the trips kissing her and telling her he would miss her.  But he never was the same after he came home from those trips.  This time was even worse.  He got home, and he just sat on the bed for three hours straight without saying a word to anybody.

Alma Jr. heard a car pull in.  She went to the door of the laundromat.  It was Daddy, just getting out of the truck, with his lunch pail in his hand.

“Hey Daddy, guess what, I gotta show you somethin.”  Alma Jr. said almost loudly.

He looked at her, smiled a little and gave her a little wink like he sometimes does.

“Later, honey” Daddy said and he went wearily up the steps.

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Post by: Lumière on March 21, 2007, 05:19:49 pm
The Math Test


Awww..
I'll look at the test if everyone is too busy!  ;D

Cheers Marl.
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Post by: Cameron on March 21, 2007, 05:35:49 pm
Thanks M,  So glad someones finally gonna look at the test. :D
Jr. will be so happy.
 ;)
Marl

Title: Re: Ennis Del Mar, Ranchhand
Post by: cwby30 on March 21, 2007, 10:39:49 pm
Evenin'.

TH: just read the entire story to date.  Ditto on creating a separate thread for this.  Truly amazing.  Ghosts as memories, and spirits with us to help us.  Now that Ennis is really looking at life, perhaps Jack will be with him more. 

Enjoyed especially your descriptions of Ennis being visited by the cowboys on trail, herding the cattle onward, and then seeing the house in the coulee.  And the difference between good people and fools. 

Thanks for writing this. Hope you continue to add to it. 
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Post by: mariez on March 22, 2007, 07:36:19 am
"Um.....Thanks....Jack......." Ennis looking at his reflection in the mirror. "You can do the same......if yer ever want too...." Jack reached his arms around  Ennis holding him close, chin on his neck.
What a wonderfully sweet image, Mark - times two.  :)


  "Y're a good man, Ennis."
   "An easy man, ya mean!"
   "Nope.  A good man...  I mean that, Ennis."


I think so, too.  Thanks, TH.


Little worries ..[/b]
.  .  .
He lay back on the bed as Bobby left the room; he was motionless, staring blankly at the ceiling ..  Nothing would ever be one hundred percent right, not now, possibly never.  He'd made another promise destined for the pile of broken ones, along with a few fallen dreams and lost hopes.  He heaved a sigh and closed his eyes.  An hour later, he finally drifted off to sleep and welcomed dreams of a familiar face he never grew tired to behold...

M, you seem to have a special rapport with these Twist boys - whenever they speak to you, the results are just amazing!  (Loved the title, too.)


.  .  .  Anxiety, that was her favorite one today.  It made her think of her Momma.

Oh, my.  That says so much.  Really nice, Marl. 


Thanks, all
Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: TH on March 22, 2007, 08:12:41 am
 
Little worries ..


The young man shoved his hands clumsily into his back pockets and looked at his father anxiously. 


  Its this line here that made Bobby suddenly materialize for me... 
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 22, 2007, 09:20:47 am
Good Morning, all!

How about these for some Thursday prompts:


Talk to ya later,
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 22, 2007, 11:50:27 am
CHRISTMAS DAY 1984

Andy and Rita Collins, Ennis and Jacks friends who live and work on the ranch the boys had bought late in 1984, are up this Christmas morning while their 5 children open their stockings. Andy walks to the wind seeing an unfamiliar shadow as the sun rose.

Eyes wide Andy calls out. "Rita..." Almost breathless.” it..."

 "Is something wrong honey?" Rita concerned.

"No...no...not at all...come over here and look."

Youngest in her arms Rita walks over to her husband looks out the window, sees what he sees. He places his arm around her.


"Oh my god!...what... " Rita's response to the maroon and white GMC van with the big red bow glistening in the sunlight.

"What is it daddy." Matthew on of the two oldest boys walks up to his parents and looks out the window.

"Wow!!!!...mommy, daddy look! Whose is it? Can we go outside and see?"

"Come on son get yourself a jacket and get your brother to help you sisters get somethin' warm, we'll all go."

The seven members of the Collins family made their way out side gathering around the shiny new van. Seeing the bow Andy reached out sees the card. He reads what he clearly knows to be Ennis’s handwriting.

Merry Christmas to the Collins family

Andy
Rita
Matthew
Delano
Gabby
Jessica
Nathan

From Santa


Andy looks to his wife, nods.

Daddy can we go open the door?” Echoed the children.

Andy walked over to the sliding door followed by Rita, with tears streaming down her face holding little Nathan. As he pulls open the door unseen before because of the dark tinted side and rear windows are the bikes and Big Wheels nestled on the seats, each with a small metal license plate bearing the name of the rider.

“Are those for us?”

“Can we ride?”

“Let’s race!”

“Big Wheel daddy!”

And carefully takes out each bike and Big Wheel handing to each his child reading the name on the plate.


“You …..you know it’s from Ennis and Jack.”

“Yes…yes I do….them two, so sweet…”

“Heard them talkin’ once when they were workin’ on that old Willys. Jack was wantin at get Ennis a new pickup, Ennis said he wanted at keep the one he had, the one Jack got him that time down in Rawlins, surprised him with, how special it is to him. That sure is some story, maybe we c’n get them ta tell it today. Anyways I think this is instead.”

“Uncle Ennis, Uncle Jack look what Santa got us!” Little Jessica beamed up at the pair, a bit disheveled but wide awake as they strolled toward to the Collins home from her Big wheel. “We all got new bikes! And mommy and daddy gots a new van!”

“Well sweetheart that sure is nice! You must ah been a good little girl this year.”

“Watch me ride!” the rest of children ran to hug and climb on Ennis and Jack.

“Bet you can’t ride faster than I can run.” Jack said to Delano.

Rita and Andy bid their turn as the children greet their favorite uncles.

“Thanks Buddy, can’t tell you how much we appreciate you getting us that van!” Andy said as he hugs Ennis.

“You boys are so sweet to us.” Rita said as she kissed both Ennis and Jack on the cheek.

“Don’t know what your talkin’ about.” Ennis looks down.

“The beautiful new van….we sure thank you!” Rita pats his shoulder.
.
“Came from Santa….just like the kids say. He sure picked out a pretty color”

“Ennis…”

“You heard the man.” Jack grins. “Came from Santa….Looks like Santa buys his vans at Grand GMC Buick in Denver.” Jack indicating the license plate placket. Ennis elbows him in the stomach grinning at Ennis.

“Daddy, can you take us for a ride in the van.”

“Yeah, daddy can we go for ride.”

“Ride, daddy…ride!”

“It’s ok Andy , lets take it fer a spin, see what she do.” Jack said. “Come on lets all get in.”

“Rita …you otta drive….seeing how you is gonna be usin’ it most…get use to it.” Andy said, helping his wife into the drivers seat.

Ennis Jack and Andy help all the kids into the van, the three oldest on the rearmost seat, Ennis and Jack in the center seat, two youngest in their laps with Jack at the window.

“Keys are in the ignition.” Ennis said. The all look to Ennis.

“What….I can see ‘em, right there.”

Rita looking carefully over the controls and gauges. “Where’s the knob for the wipers?”

“Um…” Andy trying to assist his wife.

“It’s on the end of the turn signal switch, ya just turn the end of it.” Ennis said.

“How’d you know that Ennis?” Jack looked at him.

“Um…that’s how a lot of these new cars ‘n trucks have it now.” Ennis looked back.

“But your truck doesn’t. It’s on the dash….so how….”

“An how would you know? ….Huh?….you don’t never drive my truck….something’ ‘bout the clutch.” Teasing Jack.

“Cause it’s the same as my pickup…remember? ….their both Fords.” The kids are giggling at this banter.

“Guess I musta read it in the paper or something’ , can’t a fella read the paper.? Huh?”

“Why would they put that in a newspaper? I know not much happens round here to report but I don’t think their gonna start printin’ stuff out of an owners manual. Huh Ennis?”

Ennis turning red elbows Jack in the ribs. Jack respond by tickling Ennis, Laughing the kids join in bringing Ennis to the floor, Jack and the kids on top of him shrouding him with laughter.

Excerpt from ENNIS AND JACK IN THE KNIGHT CH3
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Post by: Lumière on March 22, 2007, 01:49:58 pm
Morning folks.  :)  My dabble ...


When sparks fly ..

August 10th 1969

The light from the campfire danced leisurely on their sweaty, writhing bodies as their lovemaking intensified.  Their audible sighs and moans escaped freely into the night air as they rolled around on the old blanket.  Jack straddled Ennis’ hips and lowered himself onto his lover’s hard body.  Ennis gasped loudly, his eyes squeezed shut, holding fast onto Jack’s flanks as he entered him again.  He felt he saw more stars than the ones in the dark sky above them when Jack continued to ride him that way, his fingers digging into Ennis' thighs for support. 

They were both panting heavily when Jack collapsed on his lover’s chest, his body spent and trembling from the overwhelming vigor of their coupling and the intensity of his orgasm.

“Fuck..” Ennis gasped, “There ain’t nuthin’ else quite like what ya just did there .. damn!”

Jack laughed and plopped heavily on the ground beside Ennis.  “My head’s still spinnin’ too, cowboy..” he breathed, throwing a lazy arm over Ennis’ body and placing a kiss on his shoulder.  They lay in silence, catching their breaths ..

“I swear, I could get used to this..” Ennis whispered, his hand caressing the fingers that now played with his nipple.

“Me too."  Jack propped himself up on one elbow and looked into the warm brown eyes, “We’d be happy Ennis, you and me .. I know it and ya know it.” He paused, and when Ennis said nothing, he continued.  “We could start over .. a brand new life .. just the two of us.  Ennis .. this thing we feel, it’s only gettin’ stronger, ya know it as well as I do.  Like I’ve told ya many times before, I’ll leave her ..  We can go some place else, we don’t have to stay in Wyoming or Texas, we can..”

“Jack!” Ennis groused, “We’ve been through this before.  Ya know we can’t .. there’s Alma an’ Lureen and our kids to think about.  We just can’t..”

Jack nodded grimly, a shadow of sadness in his eyes, “I see .. so you prefer us to keep lyin’ and hidin’..” he said in a near whisper.

Ennis turned his head away from Jack’s gaze, his eyes falling on the glowing embers in the slowly dying fire and the sparks that flew from a burning log.  “We ain’t got another choice..” he sighed, swallowing hard as he held back the tears.



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Post by: Cameron on March 22, 2007, 05:38:43 pm
The Lady in the Store

(March 1978)
Ennis was out trying to buy presents for the girls.  He hasn’t done that much before.  Alma had always bought them, when there was money for presents.  Even since the divorce, Ennis didn’t give them many presents.  But he missed Christmas.  He just couldn’t go see them, not after Thanksgiving.  He only saw them once since and he could tell they weren’t very happy.  But he was going to see them Sunday, he thought they might like something brand new from him, even though they must get things from Monroe.

Ennis went to the store after work.  He hadn’t been in there for a long time either, even to buy things for himself.  The store was right near the supermarket, with Monroe and Alma.  Even now, with the new baby, Ennis knew Alma went there sometimes.  He saw her but he wouldn’t let her see him.

“Hello, Mr. Del Mar, how are you?” the lady said when he went in.  He barely mumbled hello.

“Can I help you?” she asked.  The lady didn’t talk like the people around here.  Ennis saw her around, but he never talked to her before.

“I need something for my girls, somethin nice.”

“We just got these in” she said, opening a box that was right there on the counter.  There were socks in it, all different colors, all with flowers on them.  “They don’t cost very much at all, you can get them matching ones.”

“Fine” Ennis said, taking a glance at her.  He never did talk to her before.

“How about something for yourself?”  She asked, looking straight at him.  “I know you like to go fishing, we just got in these new hats, they're just right for fishing.”

Ennis looked at her.  She was still staring right at him.

“Naw, just the socks” he mumbled even softer.

She rang them up on the old cash register.  Ennis gave her the money and didn’t look up again as she wrapped them.  He grabbed the bag and left as fast as he could.  He could feel her eyes on him.

Ennis hurried to his truck.  He got inside and just sat there, breathing very hard.  He took the postcard out from his pocket.  He got it at the post office just before he went to the store.  “See you April 10th” the postcard said.

Ennis sat there looking at it, but then he dropped it, his hands were shaking so hard.

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Post by: mariez on March 22, 2007, 06:38:20 pm
.  .  .
“You boys are so sweet to us.” Rita said as she kissed both Ennis and Jack on the cheek.

“Don’t know what your talkin’ about.” Ennis looks down.

“The beautiful new van….we sure thank you!” Rita pats his shoulder.
.
“Came from Santa….just like the kids say. He sure picked out a pretty color”

“Ennis…”

“You heard the man.” Jack grins. “Came from Santa….Looks like Santa buys his vans at Grand GMC Buick in Denver.” Jack indicating the license plate placket. Ennis elbows him in the stomach grinning at Ennis.
. . .
Excerpt from ENNIS AND JACK IN THE KNIGHT CH3

Another great moment, Mark. I love seeing J&E so happy.  :)


. .  .
“Me too."  Jack propped himself up on one elbow and looked into the warm brown eyes, “We’d be happy Ennis, you and me .. I know it and ya know it.” He paused, and when Ennis said nothing, he continued.  “We could start over .. a brand new life .. just the two of us.  Ennis .. this thing we feel, it’s only gettin’ stronger, ya know it as well as I do.  Like I’ve told ya many times before, I’ll leave her ..  We can go some place else, we don’t have to stay in Wyoming or Texas, we can..”

“Jack!” Ennis groused, “We’ve been through this before.  Ya know we can’t .. there’s Alma an’ Lureen and our kids to think about.  We just can’t..”
.  .  .

Sigh.  Talk about heart-shot.  Lovely writing, as always, M.


.  .  .
“How about something for yourself?”  She asked, looking straight at him.  “I know you like to go fishing, we just got in these new hats, they're just right for fishing.”
.  .  .

Aww, poor Ennis - that's all he needs.   Nice job, Marl.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on March 22, 2007, 07:17:18 pm
Milli
Thank you for another wonderful drabble today :)

Marl


And Thank You Marie, again and again and again. :D
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Post by: Lumière on March 22, 2007, 11:31:28 pm
Cheers Marl.. ;)

And Thank You Marie, again and again and again. :D

Here here!  :-*

~M
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 23, 2007, 06:11:32 am
Morning all,

Friday morning, back in the US, but only home briefly before heading to Boston and another Brokie get together! What a schedule!


For prompts, let's try:


Have fun...

L
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Post by: mariez on March 23, 2007, 01:47:32 pm
.  .  .  He had never even taken the time to find ~her~ heart in all the warp and woof of their family life.  . . .

All your writing is beautiful, TH - this sentence, especially, really hit me.  So true of how the young regard, or rather, don't regard, their parents.

Thank you,
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 23, 2007, 02:22:43 pm
 

Its late evening 12 days into November 1977, following several cooler days this was second warmest day of the trip. Ennis and Jack are on their last camp of the year in the Big Horn mountains spending this ninth night around the campfire, next to the last night of their trip. An Indian summer lasting only their first full day brought midday temps into the 70's allowing Jack and Ennis to make good use of favorite swimming holes, soaking up the sun rays on the surrounding granite boulders. As always their meeting brings on an indescribable bliss, easy familiar companionship each had known only with the other. The next time together will likely not be until the following spring. The boys finished off a mess of trout caught early that morning with fried potatoes and canned green beans, were sitting close enjoying the after glow of the meal they prepared.

Ennis is pensive, has something he wants to ask of Jack before they part for the winter.

“Jack…..”Jack looks to Ennis stoking the fire “Sometimes….. I think about….on the road….you driving……all the way…….and back……and I never hear………” Ennis looks away, careful with his words not to be misunderstood..

“Ennis…what is it?” Jack moves closer.

Ennis looks to Jack. “Its just that……I wonder…..I mean I know you always have a new enough truck and all…..when I see you, I know…..you…make” Ennis looks away.

“Ennis….”Pulls him close. Jack doesn’t know what is getting to Ennis.

“But I …..wonder….if you……made it back…..I mean its …so far…..and if anything……….if you had any……t …..I wouldn‘t hear” Ennis looks down bites his lower lip.

“Its ok Ennis, I’m fine, were here…”Jack looks at Ennis not clear what he is trying to say and rests his hand on his neck.

“Could you maybe…….just……I mean I don’t hear from you until……the next time we…….” Ennis looks away.

“Just, what?…..whatever you want Ennis…”.

Turns to Jack. “Aw hell Jack, you ever think of let ‘n a fella know, you know that he made it all the way back to Childress so he don’t go worry’ n his self to death thinking that you ’s road kill or died of thirst in the desert? Huh?" Ennis tries to look pissed. " I got my little girls growing up to worry me and I don‘t need to be thinking o‘ you at the side of the highway, Huh? Send a card? Somethin'?” Under the false bravado Jack see his eyes glisten.

Jack relieved, gently tugged at Ennis to looked him in the eyes said simply “Friend", gives Ennis a big wide grin “Don‘t you never give it another thought” Touched by Ennis’s concern for his welfare (their welfare) more that he could fathom he shrugged and said. "You know I wouldn't let nothin' happen to keep me from...Look its ok Ennis, I always have the mechanics at Newsome’s check the truck out before I leave. You know, change the oil, check the tires, belts, hoses, everything. All these years never had a breakdown, flat, or run out of gas, nothing…… ” 

From that trip until Jacks death Ennis always received a postcard:

“Friend

In Childress safe and sound

Jack”

When Jack was delayed in Lightning Flat later than planned there would be one as well.

“Friend

Leaving LF. You will hear from me soon.

Jack”



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Excerpt from 'CAMPFIRE FAVORS AND REVELATIONS'
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Post by: Cameron on March 23, 2007, 05:23:46 pm
(Please do forgive me for going over, the prompts were perfect to continue the story.  Thank you, Leslie)


The Week of Fog

(May 1985)
Ennis spent the next days in a fog.  He couldn’t sleep, he couldn’t eat at all.  He somehow made it to work at the ranch.  He was still taking care of the calves in the barn, at least there he could be alone.  When he got home each day he looked all around before he got out of the truck.  He had to make sure Tom wasn’t around.

Ennis did go to have dinner with Alma Jr., Kurt and the baby, like he does every week.  But late that night, while lying in bed, Ennis realized that he couldn’t remember a word that was said.  Except when he looked up and saw Junior standing there, staring at him.  “Daddy, you okay?”  Junior asked.  “Daddy, you didn’t take a bite of your dinner, Daddy, something goin on?” Junior asked.

But Ennis couldn’t reply at all, even to Junior.

“Ya gotta have something to eat.  Please, Daddy, have a piece of pie, or eat a couple of peaches at least, they’re real nice.”  Ennis had a little pie, for her.

When Ennis lay in bed each night, it was the worst time of all.  The darkness was heavy all around him.  The thoughts were swirling in the fog of his mind.  He longed to go outside and look at the stars.  But Ennis couldn’t because he knew that Tom would come right over.

Tom did anyway.

At the end of the week there was a knock on the door.

“Hey buddy, how ya doin?”

“Um, well…” Ennis was still finding it difficult to speak.

“Listen, buddy, I’ve been real worried ‘bout ya.  Come outside and sit for awhile.”

Ennis got two beers, the pack of cigarettes, and went outside.

They sat down on the step of the trailer.  Ennis wished that he had those plastic lawn chairs so that he wouldn’t have to sit so close to Tom.

“How did ya know?” Ennis asked again.
“I just knew.”
“You won’t tell anybody?”  Ennis had to ask.
“Ain’t no one to tell”  Tom replied.

Then Tom lit a cigarette and drank some beer.  “Ya know, I’ve been sort of a travelin’ man, been all over the states” he said, taking a long drag on the cigarette.  “Saw a lot of places, met a lot of people.  All kinds of people.  I decided the Lord made me just like I am.”  He paused, then went on.  “Couldn’t face it for a long time, got married a couple a times.  Thought that would make it right.  Still think about the looks on their faces, when I kept hurting them so bad.”

Ennis sighed, seeing Alma and Cassie before him.

Tom took another long drag.  “Traveled all around, at least around this side of the waters, and ya know, there are others all over.  More than you could know.   Decided it’s just the way the Lord made me.  Like he made the stars and the little bugs in the dirt.”  he continued as he picked up a handful of dirt from the ground.

“Figure there’s only one way out, that’s when the Lord comes and gets me.  Till then I gotta be like I am, just ain’t no other way.”

Ennis took a long look at Tom.  Then he looked up at the stars.  “I hope you understand” he softly whispered.

Ennis held out his hand.  Tom took it and held it tight.
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Post by: TH on March 23, 2007, 05:38:44 pm

The Week of Fog
(May 1985)
Ennis spent the next days in a fog.  ....... 

  Nicely done.  The title is really apt... ya get those weeks sometimes...
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Post by: TH on March 23, 2007, 05:45:20 pm
Send a card? Somethin'?”

  Nice touch...  Cracks in Ennis' "rugged individualism"... and the distances he has to cover just to say something...  -smile...   Thanks.. 
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Post by: mariez on March 23, 2007, 05:51:23 pm
.  .  . As always their meeting brings on an indescribable bliss, easy familiar companionship each had known only with the other. . . .

Can't be said better than that, Mark. 


.  .  .He was glad to have someone there who knew what grief was. 

It really is a comfort to be around those who understand, isn't it?


.  .  .
Ennis took a long look at Tom.  Then he looked up at the stars.  “I hope you understand” he softly whispered.

Ennis held out his hand.  Tom took it and held it tight.

Oh, Marl - you made me teary.  :'( This is so beautifully written and you've captured Ennis perfectly. 


Thanks, all
Marie




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Post by: Lumière on March 23, 2007, 06:52:23 pm
A late contribution.. :)
(Hope it is not too depressing for a friday night .. )


I am but a restless soul ..

A gust of wind blows out this candlelight
My restless soul squirms in pitch darkness.
Unrelenting demons to my left, center and right
Taunting and suffocating any chance at happiness ..

A vengeful wave shatters this lifeboat
I am faced with the perils of this cold, dark sea.
My limbs grow weary as I kick to stay afloat
Air and water flood my lungs; burning insides are all that be ..

A travelling man wanders with no compass or map
No fire to warm his bones, no morsel to nibble
Several pathways run parallel, some overlap
I long to find one way out, but I'm worn and feeble ..

You, my darlin, are my compass, my lifeboat, my light 
Now that you're departed, I am nothing but a restless soul
Burdened with this pain I can't undo, this wrong I can't right,
This heart I can't mend, this longing to feel you .. to feel whole ..



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Title: Re: The Neighbor
Post by: cwby30 on March 23, 2007, 07:03:28 pm
Afternoon.

TH: another great addition.  Ennis is slowly moving forward.  He doesn't want to lose Jack; wish he had a picture. Maybe Mom Twist could send him one.  Still, Tom is there and is understanding and is helping Ennis see is not an island alone unto himself, and needs to open up to the world. 

Thanks for your story of Ennis. 
Title: Re: The Neighbor
Post by: TH on March 23, 2007, 07:57:16 pm
Afternoon.

TH: another great addition.  Ennis is slowly moving forward.  He doesn't want to lose Jack; wish he had a picture. Maybe Mom Twist could send him one.  Still, Tom is there and is understanding and is helping Ennis see is not an island alone unto himself, and needs to open up to the world. 

Thanks for your story of Ennis. 

  Thanks for your comments but I'm getting a little confused here.  The Neighbour with Tom in it and "Ennis Del Mar: Ranchand" as you've styled it are two separate tales... and I'm not understanding why they are getting run together...  -smile

TH  (with apologies to marlb42)
Title: Re: Ranchhand and Neighbor
Post by: cwby30 on March 23, 2007, 11:19:20 pm
Evenin'.

TH: you're right...my mistake.  Credit goes to marlb42...Different story than yours, and one I also enjoy very much.  Both are tales of Ennis moving on with his life, making something of it, and not crawling into a bottle and dying young and embittered.   

I called it "Ennis Del Mar: Ranchhand", to distinguish it from the tale which I called "Ennis Del Mar: A Man of God," from the last line in that story. Do you have a different name for yours? 

Yours is great tale.  A touch of mysticism, brought into the everyday life of Ennis and the others.  Ghosts and spirits. Greg simply making himself part of Ennis' life, and Ennis being the better for it. Ennis can miss Jack now.  But, has he ever seen Jack in the distance, or close up, like  the foreman has seen his father?

Thanks again. 
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Post by: TH on March 24, 2007, 11:02:58 am
You, my darlin, are my compass, my lifeboat, my light 
Now that you're departed, I am nothing but a restless soul
Burdened with this pain I can't undo, this wrong I can't right,
This heart I can't mend, this longing to feel you .. to feel whole ..

  Poetry doesn't usually get through to me as immediately as prose does... but...

  This last stanza did!    Thanks...  -smile
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Post by: TH on March 24, 2007, 11:34:34 am
  easy familiar companionship each had known only with the other.

  I have to agree... this is a great line as it sums them up entire.  -smile

thanks
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Post by: Lumière on March 24, 2007, 12:11:24 pm
Barbara ~ 

Bless you for continuing to update the LJ!   :-*
I got sidetracked a little, I'll go back to investigating the LJ S1/S2 thingie.. ;)

Thank you!  :)

~M
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Post by: fernly on March 24, 2007, 04:25:28 pm
Many thanks to all of you for filling the archive with your words. Many thanks to Lucise, for making it beautiful.
http://community.livejournal.com/bbmdrabblefest/ (http://community.livejournal.com/bbmdrabblefest/)



Bless you for continuing to update the LJ!   :-*
Thank you!  :)

~M

Ditto! 

and

Ditto!

Thank you to everyone for the daily variety of fic treats, and for the archive so I can find them when I need to read them again.

Fern
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Post by: Cameron on March 24, 2007, 08:42:51 pm
(Decided to keep it going today.  Thank you, Barbara for the great prompts and for all the work on the archive)


A Chilly Afternoon

(September 1980)
Ennis had to go out for a while.  He had been spending the day with Cassie.  She kept talking about going to nursing school  and her friends and their babies.  “Got to get some more smokes”  he said to her.

“But ya have half a pack.” Cassie replied.  “Why do ya have to go?”

Ennis didn’t answer, he just put on his hat and went out to his truck.  He started driving but he had no idea where he was going.  He found himself on Alma and Monroe’s street.  He stopped driving and sat there, a little away from their house.  He just sat there.  Suddenly, he saw Junior and Jenny with the baby, who really wasn’t a baby any more, coming out the door. They were all wearing dresses and new coats.  Alma and Monroe soon followed, Alma in a dress too and Monroe in a suit.  They all looked so fancy, must be all going to the church social.  Ennis watched as they all got in the car and drove away.

Ennis didn’t really know why he was there.  He started the truck and started driving again.  He hadn’t done this all that much lately, not like he did when he was with Alma, when he went out driving all the time.  He headed towards the open road.  It was chilly for September.  The sky was a steely gray.  There was smoke rising from the direction of the oilfields.  Ennis opened the window, the wind rushed in.  The mountains rose in front of him, their peaks obscured by the clouds.  The smoke drifted towards them.  Ennis drove for a while longer, then he stopped the truck.  He sat there all alone.  There wasn’t another car on the road.

Ennis stared at the mountains.  The next trip was months away.  He sat there for a long time.

Ennis then started the truck, and began driving once again.  The window was still open.  The chilly wind was rushing in.  The wind felt like it was cutting right through him.  Ennis turned around and headed back home.

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Post by: mariez on March 25, 2007, 10:42:29 am
Ditto! 

and

Ditto!

Thank you to everyone for the daily variety of fic treats, and to Barbara for the archive so I can find them when I need to read them again.

Fern

Hadn't been to the archives in a little while and I just went and checked them out again.  What a great site.  Let me add my ditto's to Fern's!  Beautiful artwork, as usual, M!   :)


A late contribution.. :)
(Hope it is not too depressing for a friday night .. )


I am but a restless soul ..

A gust of wind blows out this candlelight
My restless soul squirms in pitch darkness.
Unrelenting demons to my left, center and right
Taunting and suffocating any chance at happiness ..
.  .  .
This is heartbreaking, Milli - but it's so beautiful at the same time that it's still a joy to read.  Does that make sense? 


  Maybe this was what old age was for... getting all the wholes filled in... filling up the cracks.  He hadn't had a boy, although he'd wanted one...  Never told Alma that.  But he had one now... and a good boy at that!

Really like that line about old age - and I have wondered at times about Ennis with a son instead of daughters. 



(Decided to keep it going today.  Thank you, Barbara for the great prompts and for all the work on the archive)
A Chilly Afternoon
.  .  .
Ennis stared at the mountains.  The next trip was months away.  He sat there for a long time.

Ennis then started the truck, and began driving once again.  The window was still open.  The chilly wind was rushing in.  The wind felt like it was cutting right through him.  Ennis turned around and headed back home.

Glad you kept it going, Marl.  Ennis is so lost - this depicts that perfectly. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 25, 2007, 10:47:02 am
Any drabblers on a lazy Sunday? How about these prompts:


Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 25, 2007, 12:32:56 pm
This is heartbreaking, Milli - but it's so beautiful at the same time that it's still a joy to read.  Does that make sense? 

Thanks,
Marie

Yes, it does Marie.  :)
As Always, thank you!

~M
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 25, 2007, 12:57:59 pm
Early August 1970 


Ennis awoke to the warmth the sun on his skin, Jack against him, half on top of him feeling his even breaths of sleep. This moment, this time with Jack was what he lived for to be up here just him and Jack. No hurry to ride back to camp, lay back and enjoy the sun, gentle breeze whispering through the trees, the comfort Jack blanketing him, his breath  on his neck.  He had wished too that it could be like this, just like this always...like their days at Brokeback. One day just maybe...long time from now...when Junior an Jenny were  on their own...If Jack would still want... But for now and maybe  ever this was all that would be, this time on the mountain here with Jack, whenever they could....would be all that can ever be....
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Post by: Lumière on March 25, 2007, 07:10:06 pm
Greetings ..  :)


One of those days ..

Sunday, June 14th 1981


Bobby took a bite out of his peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and gulped his hot chocolate as he flipped through his newly acquired comic book.

“Bobby!” his mother cautioned, “I’ve told you not to slurp your cocoa, and put away that comic book until you’ve finished your breakfast.” He closed the book reluctantly and took another bite of his sandwich.

Jack sat at the head of the table, eating his breakfast in silence.  He had hoped for an uneventful, lazy weekend – complete with hours of his favourite TV shows and long afternoon naps, but no such luck.  He needed to work these extra hours to make up for the time he was going to be away the following week.

“I’m gonna need ya at the office next week, Jack.  Couldn’t you postpone this camping trip of yours for a few more weeks?  It’s gonna be very hectic for the next little while.  I’m gonna need ya around to …”

“No, I can’t postpone it” Jack interrupted her.  “It’s not like we get together that often anyway,” he said under his breath.

“Well if he wants to see ya he could come to Texas, couldn’t he?!  Why do you have to be the one making the trip all the time?” she demanded, her forehead twisted in a frown.

“Look, I already told ya ..” he started.

“..Yeah ya have - the Big Horn Mountains ain’t in Texas and his ol’ pickup can’t make it .. yeah, yeah I remember..” she gathered the empty dishes and rose from the table.  “You do as you please,” she grumbled, depositing the dishes in the kitchen sink and walked out of the room.  He sighed heavily and ate the last forkful of his jam omelette.

“Can I go with you dad?  To the Big Horns, I mean .. Been a while since we went fishing together.  Can I come too? Please, dad?” Bobby pleaded, a gleam of hope in his eyes.

Jack heaved another sigh and lowered his head.  There were days when he wished he could flee all the responsibilities he held as a father, a husband, and a businessman; days when he longed for a simpler life with no pretenses, no complications, no sulky teenager or moody wife.  Today was one of those days. 

 “I gotta get to work, son” he said, managing a tired smile and rising to his feet.  ‘So much for a relaxed, stress-free Sunday..’ he thought ..
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Post by: Cameron on March 25, 2007, 07:48:03 pm
(Another Sunday Drabble)

Stopping By


(June 1985)
Alma Jr. was feeling real lazy.  It was Sunday and she didn’t want to do anything.  No cooking, no cleaning, no taking care of the crying baby.  She thought of taking a nap, like the baby finally was, but she decided it would be better to go see her Daddy.  She was worried about him.

Junior called out to Kurt  “I’m goin out for a while.”  She got in the car and drove over to the trailer. 

She knocked on the door.  “Hey Daddy” she yelled.  There was no answer.  She knocked again.  “Daddy, where are ya?”  His truck was there.  She tried the door.  It was open.  She went inside. 

“Daddy, ya alright?”  But Alma Jr. saw right away that he wasn’t there.  She looked around.  The trailer was just as empty as usual.  It wasn’t as tidy as usual.  There were two open cans of beer by the sink.  Alma went over there.  “How funny” she said out loud.  Both of the cans were half full.

Junior looked around some more.  She knew she should go, but she had never been there when he wasn’t home before.   The closet door was open.  She went over to it.  She saw her old blue sweater folded neatly on the shelf.  “So that’s where that old thing is” she said.

She looked at the door of the closet.  Two shirts, the mountain postcard, the stains.  She remembered the day with Cassie, trying to tell her that Daddy wouldn’t be getting married again.

Suddenly Alma Jr. jumped.  There was a noise.

“Junior, that ya?  What ya doin?”  Daddy was standing at the trailer door.

“Oh Daddy, I just came by to see ya, the door was open.” 

She walked over to him.  His hair was all messed up and his clothes were all wrinkled.  He looked as if he hadn’t shaved or slept for days.

“Daddy, ya okay?”

He nodded and smiled a little.  “Talk to ya later” Alma Jr. said as she squeezed past him and hurried to her car.
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Post by: Lumière on March 26, 2007, 11:32:54 am
Morning Drabble Lovers.  :)

Since there have been no prompts yet today, mind if I offer some?

   * fulfill / fulfillment
   * intention
   * discipline


Have fun drabblers!!

~M
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Post by: Lumière on March 26, 2007, 03:46:56 pm
My contribution ..  :)


In the wee hours ..

September 25th 1967

The minute they’d arrived at the motel and closed the door behind them, the world as they knew it ceased to exist.  They were overcome with great ardor, fanning the flames of yearning they’d worked so hard to smother for the last four years.  They’d finally fallen asleep around 3 a.m., lightheaded from the exhilaration of reuniting after so long, and exhausted from their hours of passionate lovemaking.

Ennis awoke instinctively around 5 a.m.; Jack’s head was nestled on his chest, his arm draped across his torso.  His heart leapt; this was a fulfillment of many a dream he’d had ever since they’d parted.  How he’d longed for a night like the one they’d just shared, how he’d waited and hoped for another chance to kiss those lips, to feel his skin, to hear his voice. He slowly withdrew himself from Jack’s sleeping form and tip-toed to the bathroom; Jack didn’t stir.

A few moments later, Ennis stood by the edge of the bed, spellbound by the beauty of the man he beheld.  ‘How is it he makes me feel this way, like I’ve never felt before’.. A wave of sadness washed over him as his mind returned to Alma back at the apartment, alone with the girls, probably worrying about him.  He loved her, he had no intention of hurting her; but with Jack, everything was overwhelmingly, amazingly different.  He now felt the same way he felt all those years ago, like he was falling hard and fast, helpless in the face of this force that drew him to the deepest sanctum of his inner being.

Jack stirred, as if aroused by the look of desire in Ennis’ eyes, a look that bespoke deprivation and fierce longing.  He slowly opened his eyes, squinting from the morning light pouring in from the drawn curtains.

“Whut’re ya doing just standing there..” he said groggily. 

“Nuthin’.  You were sleeping like a baby, I didn’t wanna wake ya..” Ennis smiled, crawling back into bed.  Jack kissed him softly on the lips, and pulled Ennis into his arms, cradling his head upon his shoulder.  Soon after, Jack was sound asleep, and Ennis lay against him, wishing the moment would last longer than he knew it would.  He closed his eyes, dreading the thought of facing Alma in a few hours, hoping against hope that his face would not divulge his secret..



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Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 26, 2007, 07:06:02 pm
Finally found time to catch up with you drabblers!


Early August 1970 

Ennis awoke to the warmth the sun on his skin, Jack against him, half on top of him feeling his even breaths of sleep. This moment, this time with Jack was what he lived for to be up here just him and Jack. No hurry to ride back to camp, lay back and enjoy the sun, gentle breeze whispering through the trees, the comfort Jack blanketing him, his breath  on his neck.  He had wished too that it could be like this, just like this always...like their days at Brokeback. One day just maybe...long time from now...when Junior an Jenny were  on their own...If Jack would still want... But for now and maybe  ever this was all that would be, this time on the mountain here with Jack, whenever they could....would be all that can ever be....

This is so bittersweet, Mark, and so beautifully written.


.  .  .
“Can I go with you dad?  To the Big Horns, I mean .. Been a while since we went fishing together.  Can I come too? Please, dad?” Bobby pleaded, a gleam of hope in his eyes. .  .  .

I love these little Bobby moments that you give us, Milli.  So true to life and touching.


. . .
She looked at the door of the closet.  Two shirts, the mountain postcard, the stains.  She remembered the day with Cassie, trying to tell her that Daddy wouldn’t be getting married again. .  . .

And now you've given us a touching Junior moment, Marl  - very nicely done.


.  .  .
   Jack became his constant companion, closer and more available than anyone else in his life. 

   When he thought of all that his life had become and all that he had in and with it... there was only one thing to say. 

   "A sweet life."

Wow.  That was incredibly moving, TH. 


.  .  . hoping against hope that his face would not divulge his secret..

So, so sad.  All their beautiful moments are always tinged with this secrecy and guilt. 

Thanks,
Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on March 27, 2007, 07:38:32 am
Hello everyone!

I am back from vacation and ready to get down to the reality of day to day life...again. What a trip I had and what great memories, plus wonderful new friends. It was truly the experience of a lifetime.

Today is March 27th and we are wrapping up TWO MONTHS of great Bettermost drabbles. Let's keep the excitement going for another two months, shall we? Or maybe three, four, or five? And I promise, I'll start writing again!

Just a quick recap of the guidelines:


I think that's it. Have fun everyone and happy drabbling!

Leslie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on March 27, 2007, 07:40:21 am
So let's have some fun prompts today:


L
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Penthesilea on March 27, 2007, 09:18:57 am
I'm still in the process of catching up with drabbles from the past one and a half week. Thanks to all your creativity, that's a whole lot of pages  :).

Thank you to all drabbles for going on and on. It's the immense variety of different styles and ideas, brought to this thread by all the different writers, that makes it so interesting.

Although I haven't read all the previous drabbles yet, I'm back with one myself. I'll post it right away. Todays prompt "zoo" immediately brought a specific picture to my mind and the rest unfolded while writing.
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Penthesilea on March 27, 2007, 09:22:52 am
A zoo. Of all places, Ennis never would have thought he would have such a great day in a zoo. He smiled to himself.

Jack, if you had seen me today, you would't believe it.

But maybe he had seen him. Thoughout the day, the thoughts of Jack had been intense. It was almost like he had been there with him. Right there in the zoo, watching zebras and giraffes, carrying little Steven piggyback, buying him and Lizzy a second icecream, despite of Alma Jr.'s frown.

Ennis opened the closet door and laid down on his bed. He started to dream of Jack even before he closed his eyes. In his dreams the worlds began to mingle, he saw Jack carrying Lizzy, then he kissed Jack, deep and slow, but it wasn't up on Brokeback, it was on Junior's back porch and he could hear his grandchildren's voices somewhere in the background.
Then there was only Jack left. At first he didn't say a word, but his smile was warm and welcoming and his eyes were shining when he embraced Ennis and whispered in his ear "You're home now, Ennis."

Ennis Del Mar's last day on earth had been a very happy one.


204 words
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on March 27, 2007, 10:31:28 am
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
May, 1976

“Ennis, can I ask ya somethin’?”

“A course.”

“Back when we got together—ya know, our reunion—you told me the story ‘bout that murdered rancher yer daddy took ya ta see…”

“Yeah, so?” said Ennis, his voice cautious.

“Well, ya never mentioned it again.”

“Ain’t somethin’ I like ta think ‘bout, and I like ta talk ‘bout it even less.”

“I can understand that. I’m just thinkin’…my daddy is a mean ol’sumbitch, but I don’t think he’d go that far. What was the point?”

“The point? Ta show me some Wyoming justice, I guess. Teach me a lesson ‘bout how queers end up.”

“We ain’t gonna end up that way.”

Ennis smiled. “No, we ain’t, and I guess for that, my daddy was wrong.”

“Were they like us?”

“Who? Rich and Earl? Queer? Yeah, I s’pose so.”

“No, I meant head over heels. In love.”

Ennis smiled again. “Mebbe. I don’t know. They sure never looked as happy as I feel. Mebbe they kept it hidden inside.”

Jack leaned over, pulling Ennis close. “I can’t keep it hidden, cowboy. I love you.”

“And I love you too.” Ennis ran his finger along Jack’s cheekbone, then leaned in for a kiss. “And I ain’t ever gonna stop.”

(216 words)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Penthesilea on March 27, 2007, 11:51:38 am
What's happening to this thread today?  ???  This morning there were 63 pages, now there are 58  :o.
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on March 27, 2007, 12:14:41 pm
What's happening to this thread today?  ???  This morning there were 63 pages, now there are 58  :o.

I don't know, Chrissi, I haven't deleted anything!

L
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on March 27, 2007, 12:40:01 pm
What's happening to this thread today?  ???  This morning there were 63 pages, now there are 58  :o.

I noted the same.

TH ~  Did you delete your drabbles?  ???
If you did, please start a new thread for your story.
Looking forward to it.  :)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on March 27, 2007, 12:43:37 pm
My dabble ..


Doting and doodling ..

September 1977.

Ennis was busily cleaning the dirty dishes from supper; Alma Jr. and Jenny were seated quietly at the small dining table, seemingly concentrating on their schoolwork.  He loved it whenever they came to visit or spend the weekend.  They always managed to infuse some warmth and laughter into his otherwise lonely, work-filled days.

“Give that back!” Junior cried.  “Jennifer!  I’m warning ya, give it back now!”

“Will not!” her sister yelled back.

“Whoa, whoa .. What’s the matter here?” Ennis intervened as he walked over to the table, wiping his hands on a dish towel.  “What’s all this about?”

“Daddy, Alma’s in love ..Look!” Jenny beamed, holding up a piece of paper with colorful doodles all over it.  “His name is Frank ..” Jenny continued.

“Shut up Jenny!” Junior warned, now angry.

“Whoa.  You two oughta be doing your homework, not fighting over this..”  He took the piece of paper from Jenny and handed it back to her sister.  “If you two don’t start behavin’ like ladies, I’ll have ta cart ya off to the zoo,” Ennis joked.  “So who is this Frank anyway?”

Alma pursed her lips and threw a nasty look her sister’s way.  “He’s nobody, daddy.  Just a boy in my class.  We eat lunch together sometimes, that’s all.”

“So how come ya got all googly eyed when ya saw him in church last week?”  Jenny smirked.

“I said shut up Jenny!” Junior cried.

“Whoa girls..” Ennis said with a smile, “It’s okay if ya like him Alma..”.

“But I don’t..”

“I've been head over heels before too, ya know..” he added.

“Was it Ma?  The person you were crazy about?” Jenny asked, her eyes wide.

Ennis smiled again, “No stories until you’ve finished yer homework.  I’ll be back to check ‘em in half an hour!” he said, walking back into the kitchen.

(~306 words)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 27, 2007, 03:49:09 pm
May 10th 1973

    

The Grizzly & Wolf Discovery Center, West Yellowstone, Montana.
 Alma Jr and Jenny were so excited their dad was able to take them on the  Ashgrove Elementary School field trip in Yellowstone to see the bears and wolfs. "Ah'm gonna have ta work Sunday ta make up..." Ennis had told them. they were so proud of their dad as he walked holding hands exploring the exhibits. At one habitat Ennis stood hand in pockets looking at a dark brown bear suddenly thinking of Jack, wasn't really sure why, be at least a couple of month until he would see him again... "Daddy daddy come over here...."

San Antonio Zoo, San Antonio Texas
 "Daddy... over here daddy....look at the polar bears!" Bobby called out to his dad. Jack was caught in a daze looking at a brown bear. Uncertain why the bear made him think of Ennis...but it was almost like Ennis was staring back at him...be a while yet before he would see him....maybe this time they could be together longer maybe two weeks.... "Coming Bobby be right there."  What was it about that bear?

"Dad....can I have a chocolate milkshake?"

"Sure son....come on lets go up an get one"

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/bear.gif)

On the long  bus ride back to Riverton Ennis surrounded  by Alma and his daughters told the story of coming upon the bear the summer he was on Brokeback, falling of his horse "Were you scared dad?...." "A little sweatheart....the horses 'n mule ran an Ah had to go after 'm....bear.... he decided not ta follow..." everyone laughed.

"You never told that one before Ennis." Alma said

"Just didn't want ya ta worry none." Ennis smiled back as he leaned back in his seat thinking this was one of the best days ever with his family.

*********************

"Have a good day today son?" Jack spoke as he draped his arm around Bobby.

"Yes sir dad! ....glad you came with us.  Did you see those funny birds?....I think they were called the Boat-billed heron....can we come back......maybe get one of those Zoo memberships?.

"Well...lets see....your birthday is coming up...we'll come back fer sure..."

"Yeaaaaaaaaa"

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/SuperiorGMC60sTempe.jpg)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 27, 2007, 04:17:11 pm
A zoo. Of all places, Ennis never would have thought he would have such a great day in a zoo. He smiled to himself.

Jack, if you had seen me today, you would't believe it.

But maybe he had seen him. Thoughout the day, the thoughts of Jack had been intense. It was almost like he had been there with him. Right there in the zoo, watching zebras and giraffes, carrying little Steven piggyback, buying him and Lizzy a second icecream, despite of Alma Jr.'s frown.

Ennis opened the closet door and laid down on his bed. He started to dream of Jack even before he closed his eyes. In his dreams the worlds began to mingle, he saw Jack carrying Lizzy, then he kissed Jack, deep and slow, but it wasn't up on Brokeback, it was on Junior's back porch and he could hear his grandchildren's voices somewhere in the background.
Then there was only Jack left. At first he didn't say a word, but his smile was warm and welcoming and his eyes were shining when he embraced Ennis and whispered in his ear "You're home now, Ennis."

Ennis Del Mar's last day on earth had been a very happy one.

204 words

One of the most beautiful drabbles ever, Chrissi (it got me all choked up).  :'(


.  .  .
Jack leaned over, pulling Ennis close. “I can’t keep it hidden, cowboy. I love you.”

“And I love you too.” Ennis ran his finger along Jack’s cheekbone, then leaned in for a kiss. “And I ain’t ever gonna stop.”

Ahh . . so great to be back at the Lazy L with a lot of schmoopy goodness.   :)


.  .  .
“I've been head over heels before too, ya know..” he added.

“Was it Ma?  The person you were crazy about?” Jenny asked, her eyes wide.

Ennis smiled again, “No stories until you’ve finished yer homework.  I’ll be back to check ‘em in half an hour!” he said, walking back into the kitchen.

Aww, I love seeing Ennis with his darlin' girls.  Very touching.


.  . . Ennis smiled back as he leaned back in his seat thinking this was one of the best days ever with his family.

.  .  .
"Have a good day today son?" Jack spoke as he draped his arm around Bobby.

Mark, I loved everything about this - thinking about each other -  but I liked that they were able to have a happy time with their kids.  It was perfect!  :)

Thanks, all
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Post by: Cameron on March 27, 2007, 06:09:02 pm
The Bear

(June 1963)
Ennis and Jack were just finished eating.  “That was good” Jack said wiping his mouth with his sleeve.

Ennis only nodded, he actually preferred the beans to the elk meat.

“Were ya scared?”  Jack asked.

“Huh?”

“Scared, of the bear?”

“Naw” Ennis replied but he smiled a little to himself thinking of how fast he ran away from it.

“I saw a bear once, in a zoo” Jack said.  “A little zoo that came travelin’ near Lightning Flat.  The bear was in a cage, it looked real sad and scared too.”

Ennis looked at Jack, his face was glowing in the warmth of the campfire.

Jack continued  “if there was any justice in the world, all them animals would be set free.”

“Mmmm” Ennis replied, looking at Jack's hands as he was warming them in the fire.

“Well, guess I gotta go to the sheep now.”  Jack said, getting up.

“It’s late, and dark, maybe it’s better to go in the morning, at first light.”  Ennis said remembering Jack and his trouble with his horse.

“Alright, wouldn’t find my way there anyway” Jack said and sat back down.  Ennis kept looking at Jack’s hands.  He touched the spot on his face where Jack had tried to clean off the blood.  He remembered the feel of Jack’s fingers, he felt a strange tingling.

They both fell asleep by the fire.  Ennis was dreaming, but he really wasn’t sure if he was asleep or awake.  He saw the bear again, then Jack reaching for him.  He was on a hill, the bear was screaming at him, just like he did before.  But Jack was near him, now touching him.  Suddenly, Ennis felt himself falling, falling head over heels down the hill.

The fall jerked Ennis awake, he was breathing real hard.  He looked all around, but there was no bear coming after him now.   He looked over at Jack, sleeping peacefully by the fire.  Ennis tried to close his eyes and fall asleep again.  But every time he tried to close his eyes he felt like he was falling once more.

Title: ... a little explanation...
Post by: TH on March 27, 2007, 08:07:13 pm

   I wanted to write to explain why I have removed my postings and have asked that they be removed from the archive.

   My postings were overly large and as I don't want to take the time to re-edit them apart from what was required to post them initially... I have removed them.  Most would not have made a great deal of sense on a completely stand alone basis.  I suspect that the size limit is technical although it has the effect of focusing the drabbles, the vignettes, and that is good. 

   The other reason I've done this is because I am uncomfortable with two of the guidelines. 

   Here they are:
      ---------------
            Three prompts will be posted per day. A writer can use an older prompt but if you do, please identify what it is at the beginning of your drabble. Drabbles do need to be written in response to prompts.

            This is a new guideline: writers are limited to one, or maybe two, max, drabbles per day.
      ---------------

   I see them as unnecessary and restrictive. 

   Prompts to trigger creativity are good.  Limiting input to those prompts is not. 

   Also, the creativity that BBM has engendered seems to want to go in all sorts of directions and I see no reason how limiting the number posts per day is a benefit.  It would seem that 'the more the merrier' would be the rule here.

   I agree with the comment that the scope of the input here is truly amazing and it is in that light that I see these guidelines as restrictive and counter productive. 

   I am continuing to follow along and to write as things come to me. 

Thanks. 

(words:  279)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on March 28, 2007, 06:22:49 am
Good morning all,

Today's prompts:


Have fun....

Leslie
Title: Re: Ennis Del Mar, Ranchhand
Post by: cwby30 on March 28, 2007, 01:38:28 pm
Morning'.

TH: Sorry to see that you removed your postings.  Rather than ditch us entirely, how about starting your own thread? You can re-post everything there, and you won't have to worry about the length.  Or, you can post them in your own  journal, and in your own thread post the links so we can read them. 

As you know, I really enjoyed your story and would hate it if you don't/can't continue to share it with us. 

Thanks.
Title: Re: Ennis Del Mar, Ranchhand
Post by: Lumière on March 28, 2007, 01:42:11 pm
TH: Sorry to see that you removed your postings.  Rather than ditch us entirely, how about starting your own thread? You can re-post everything there, and you won't have to worry about the length.  Or, you can post them in your own  journal, and in your own thread post the links so we can read them. 

As you know, I really enjoyed your story and would hate it if you don't/can't continue to share it with us. 

Thanks.

A suggestion I offered earlier on as well.  :) 

~M
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on March 28, 2007, 01:48:35 pm
A dabble .. :)


The morning after ..

September 25th 1967.


They pulled up in front of the Old Horse Diner downtown Riverton and walked in.

“I’m starvin’,” Jack said, pulling back a chair at a vacant table in the corner and plopping into it.  Ennis sat down across from him.  The waitress, a beautiful young woman with long pigtails and a too short skirt stopped by and took their orders, flashing a big smile and swinging her hips as she walked away.

“I swear that waitress is sweet on ya.  See how she was flirtin’ and givin’ the eye?” Jack joked, shaking his head at the swaying hips.  “Yer abit quiet this mornin’,” he added, resting his elbows on the wooden table and looking closely at Ennis.

“Can’t wait to git outta town..” Ennis replied, anxiously looking around at the other patrons.  “Just don’t want to run into anyone I know, is all..”

“What if ya do, we ain’t doing nuthin’ wrong, are we? Relax Ennis ..” Jack smiled.

Moments later, the waitress returned with two platefuls of scrambled eggs, hash browns, sizzling strips of bacon, and two cups of hot brew.  Jack sprinkled some salt and pepper on his eggs and started eagerly on his meal. 

“Pretty hungry, hunh?”  Ennis smiled.

Jack leaned in closer, “After last night, ya blame me?” Ennis blushed and looked down at his meal, “Better keep yer voice down, Jack..”, he said, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

Jack paused and looked up from his food, “Ennis, we’ll be outta here in no time at all..” he whispered, “An’ ya know what I wanna do first thing when we git to the mountains?”  Ennis shook his head, aware of the feel of Jack’s leg touching his underneath the small table.  His eyes wandered down to Jack’s oily lips..

Jack continued, his voice low, “I wanna do it ... in the sun, in the river .. out in the open, just like we used to..”

Ennis swallowed hard, their eyes locked for a time.. “Can’t wait..” he finally said, his voice barely audible.
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 28, 2007, 04:50:05 pm
.  .  .“Mmmm” Ennis replied, looking at Jack's hands as he was warming them in the fire.

I loved how Ennis kept looking at Jack's hands!  Perfect detail, Marl.


.  .  .
Jack continued, his voice low, “I wanna do it ... in the sun, in the river .. out in the open, just like we used to..”

Ennis swallowed hard, their eyes locked for a time.. “Can’t wait..” he finally said, his voice barely audible.

Dang, that is hot and lovely, M! 

Thanks!
Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 28, 2007, 05:32:22 pm
November 22, 1983

“Something to drink, honey?” waitress very aware of these to handsome strangers, happy to have a customer.

“Bring us two beers to start, ma’am” Jack enjoying the attention, winks at her.

Waitress arrives back with the beers and menus.

“Ma’am, I hear tell you have the best chicken fried steak in the whole state”

“Well sweetheart that’s a fact! You want I’ll bring you fine young men two plates? Comes with everything” Flirting with Jack.

Ennis is turning red, Jack grins back and says “ surely Ma’am”

After homemade split pea soup, green salad with roman lettuce and spinach leaves with ranch dressing served in one large bowel to be divvied out, the waitress sets a huge oval plate in front of Ennis and Jack.  On them are the most crispy tender chicken fried steak in all of the west, large potato pancake floating in sausage gravy, freshly cooked string beans in a separate saucer. Also placed on the table along with extra gravy, tray of fresh butter is covered basket of freshly made country biscuits, with honey or jam on the side. Both men look upon it ravenously,lightly salting their food. and dive in.

Plates clean, biscuits devoured, piece of apple pie with ice cream downed apiece, two empty beer glasses used for each of them, Jack looks to Ennis. “Now wasn’t that worth the trip?”.

“Sure enough was, one of the best ever had.” Ennis, feeling full and glad to have Jack with him to enjoy it. “thank you bud.”

“You boys go’ in to be around these parts again soon I hope!” waitress laying down the check.

“I’ll be back, just to see you ma‘am!” Jack grinning, with a wink.

“I’ll be wait’ in sweetheart.” Ennis turns red again.

Jack leaves a ten dollar tip on a $30.00 tab. Both tip hats as they leave.

Outside as Ennis starts toward the truck “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.

“All right then, but we should get a move on.” Ennis moves to walk in step with Jack.


Excerpt from '131 MILES TO RIVERTON'
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on March 28, 2007, 05:50:50 pm
November 22, 1983

After homemade split pea soup, green salad with roman lettuce and spinach leaves with ranch dressing served in one large bowel to be divvied out, the waitress sets a huge oval plate in front of Ennis and Jack.  On them are the most crispy tender chicken fried steak in all of the west, large potato pancake floating in sausage gravy, freshly cooked string beans in a separate saucer. Also placed on the table along with extra gravy, tray of fresh butter is covered basket of freshly made country biscuits, with honey or jam on the side. Both men look upon it ravenously,lightly salting their food. and dive in.

Excerpt from '131 MILES TO RIVERTON'

Goodness, Mark!  I am salivating here!  8)
Cheers!

~M
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Cameron on March 28, 2007, 05:56:07 pm

The Artist

(June 2003)
An artist was now living down the road.  At least Ennis thought it was some sort of artist.  Or else it was someone real crazy.  In the yard in front of the ramshackle little house were animals and buildings and sometimes people too, made from wire and scrap metal and parts of old cars and other throw away things.

Ennis made sure to look every time he drove by.  One day something new appeared.  He stopped the truck, and kept looking at the new sculpture in the yard.  He got out and began going towards it, as if this thing was drawing him to it.  It was something like a mountain, made of scrap metal and wire, but then again it wasn’t.

Ennis moved closer, but suddenly from around the corner of the house a figure appeared.  It went quickly by and said “I’ve been waiting for you to come and see this, I made it for you.”  But before Ennis could respond or even get a good look, the person was gone.  Ennis went back to the truck, stopping and holding on to the door handle for a moment.

He couldn’t get it out of his mind all day.  Ennis ruined his dinner by covering it with salt because he kept seeing the object and the strange person before him.

Ennis couldn’t understand how anyone could know anything.  Everyone who had known has long been gone from there.  Alma and Monroe, Junior, Jenny and Cassie too.  Ennis remembered wondering, how Tom knew, so many years ago.

The figure remained in his mind.  He didn’t know if it was a man or a women, or how old he or she could be.

The next day Ennis drove by early.  He stopped the truck.  There were now two new figures near the one that resembled a mountain, with their wire arms reaching for each other.

Ennis felt a shock going all through his body.  He didn’t get it, he didn’t get it all.  He had to know.  He got out and walked all around the house.  There was no sign of the person at all.

Ennis walked up the crumbling steps.  He was about to knock on the door, but instead he took a step back.  He turned around and looked at the mountains.  “Maybe I’m just gettin’ old and crazy” Ennis said.  He looked up at the high peaks.  “Maybe I’ll be up there with ya real soon.”

Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on March 28, 2007, 06:16:53 pm
The Artist

Ennis walked up the crumbling steps.  He was about to knock on the door, but instead he took a step back.  He turned around and looked at the mountains.  “Maybe I’m just gettin’ old and crazy” Ennis said.  He looked up at the high peaks.  “Maybe I’ll be up there with ya real soon.”

Now I am very curious .. who is the artist, Marl?  You're gonna write a sequel to this?  8)

Cheers!
~M
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Cameron on March 28, 2007, 06:22:50 pm
Hi,

Just got home, and came here first thing.  I don't really have a computer all day.  Great drabbles, Mark and Millie.
I'm also getting hungry just reading them.  And M, can only imagine what else happened that day ;)

Thanks :)

Marl

M, just saw your message as I was writing this.  I did try something real different today, I hoped it made some sense.   Anyway, you know me, I tend to think in sequels, so we'll see......

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Post by: mariez on March 28, 2007, 07:24:01 pm
.  .  .
Ennis is turning red, Jack grins back and says “ surely Ma’am”
.  . .
Excerpt from '131 MILES TO RIVERTON'

I love to see Ennis blush (and I'm with Milli and Marl -  you write the best food descriptions!) :)


.  .  . It was something like a mountain, made of scrap metal and wire, but then again it wasn’t..  . .

You've piqued my curiosity too, Marl - mountain, mystery artist . . . very interesting!

Thanks again,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 29, 2007, 11:20:15 am
Bonjour ... greetings!

Jumping in to suggest some prompts for today:

  * hamster
  * distraction
  * alcohol


Take it away folks!  ;)

~M
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on March 29, 2007, 01:20:24 pm
Pine Creek August 1979

"Ennis....Ennis I promise it wont hurt ah bit...." Holding Ennis's open hand in his.

Ennis looks up at Jack, taking his eyes from his outstretched hand.

"Just let me pour some of this on yer cut....make it clean...won't get infected.....be okay Ennis...."

Ennis flinches as Jack pours, Jack tightens his grip, leans in closer.

"See there....gonna be fine.." Placing Ennis's open palm on his knee. "Let me get a band aid on that...gonna be fine...." Jack carefully wraps Ennis's finger." Think  maybe I should do all the rest of the cooking on this trip... just sit back and...."

"Whut!...you cook!.....you can just do the rest of the choppin' "

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Ennis1983-1.jpg)
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Post by: Lumière on March 29, 2007, 02:03:17 pm
My dabble ..
(Note: Contains strong language .. 8) )



Gone But Not Forgotten ...

Texas, August 1964

Jack drank the last of his beer and dropped the empty mug on the bar counter with an audible thud.  He motioned to the bartender, requesting a refill.  He had five dollars in change left in his pocket and he felt like drinking himself to a stupor.  Alcohol seemed like the perfect distraction from all the hardships and stress he was facing at the moment.  He wanted almost nothing more than to steep himself into the rodeo circuit but he was flat broke and could barely afford the entry fees.  He’d secretly hoped that leaving Wyoming would get his mind off things, off Ennis ... but he was dead wrong.  Ennis was all he could think about – where he was, what he was doing, who he was doing it with …

He sighed heavily and took a big swig from his now replenished mug.  He hated feeling like a lovesick schoolgirl, especially when he was certain that Ennis had moved on with his life.  He took another gulp of his beer and looked around, scanning the faces through thin clouds of smoke from the burning cigarettes.  His eyes fell on a figure leaning against the wall in a corner of the bar, behind the pool tables.  He was blond and lanky, and his gaze was fixed in Jack's direction as he puffed away at his cigarette.  For a tiny fraction of a second, Jack saw Ennis’ face staring straight at him, with that look of longing in his eyes ...

He leaned heavily against the door in the bathroom stall and tried to steady himself.  The beer was finally starting to work its magic - he was lightheaded and his knees felt weak.  He hastily unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans.  He closed his eyes and bit hard on his lower lip, his breath quickening as he pumped himself, slow at first, then faster ... All he could see in his mind’s eye was Ennis on top of him, entering him, and fucking him hard and fast; out in the open, right there on the river bed.  A moan escaped his lips just as he spilled all over his hand and on the floor.  ‘Fuck,’ he muttered, steadying himself before his knees gave way..

                                            (http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/c7e8ed4c.jpg)


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Post by: Cameron on March 29, 2007, 06:05:18 pm
The Return

(June 2003)
Ennis drove by the house everyday, in the morning and in the evening, but he didn’t see the artist again.  He decided not to knock on the door.  He did see new things in the yard every day, horses, dogs, even little animals too.  He didn’t know what they were supposed to be, mice or maybe hamsters, like Junior once had so long ago.  He was driven to distraction by thoughts of the strange artist.  He wondered if maybe he had too much alcohol to drink.  But he really wasn’t drinking that much at all.

Ennis didn’t understand.  He couldn’t stop thinking about it.  He couldn’t sleep but it didn’t matter because he didn’t know if he was dreaming of it all.  The thing that looked like a mountain, the figures, now wearing old metal hats, now all the animals too.

Late one night Ennis just had to know.  He got dressed and got into the truck.  Everything was still at this hour, now very early morning, but long before there was to be light in the sky.   He drove to the house, and there was the artist, standing there working on one of the figures.  He had moved them, they were now real close, they were embracing with cold metal arms around each other.

Ennis watched for a while and then got out of the truck and began walking over.  The artist kept working.  Ennis could now see it was a man, not really young, but not old either.  Ennis could see he had blue eyes, really pale eerie blue, and fairly light hair. 

Ennis could hardly speak but he did manage to say.  “I don’t understand, I don’t get any of this at all.”

The artist looked right at him, his pale eyes like beacons of light.  “With time, you will know.”  Then the artist quickly disappeared into the house.

Ennis stood there for some time, then went home. 

He sat down at the table.  He wondered if he was dreaming, or if he was awake, or if he was just losing his mind.

He longed for Cassie and her magazines.  She would surely have read something to explain it all.

He longed for Tom and his sensible ways.  He would have found some way to calm his soul. 

He longed for Jack.

The next night, at around the same time, Ennis got into his truck and drove to that house again…..….


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Post by: Lumière on March 29, 2007, 06:14:56 pm
The Return


Hee .. More from the Artist!  Thanks Marl!  ;)
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Post by: mariez on March 29, 2007, 06:23:16 pm
.  .  .
"See there....gonna be fine.." Placing Ennis's open palm on his knee. "Let me get a band aid on that...gonna be fine...." Jack carefully wraps Ennis's finger." Think  maybe I should do all the rest of the cooking on this trip... just sit back and....
.  .  .

Aww, Mark this is so sweet and funny . . . and how perfect is that picture!  :)


.  .  .
 Ennis was all he could think about – where he was, what he was doing, who he was doing it with …
.  .  .

God, this is wrenching - aww . . . Jack.   :'( 


.  . .
The next night, at around the same time, Ennis got into his truck and drove to that house again…..….
.  .  .

Marl, Ennis's loneliness is so palpable - wonderful writing.  (You're gonna leave me hanging overnight - again?   :))

Thanks, all and Bonsoir!

Marie

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Post by: Cameron on March 29, 2007, 07:05:26 pm
Mark and M,
Awesome drabbles, as usual.  Gosh M, poor Jack!

Thank You so Much, M and Marie, maybe the artist will be back real soon.

Bonsoir from me too (I had to look that up  :D)
Thanks again,

Marl

Title: ... getting back to you...
Post by: TH on March 29, 2007, 09:24:52 pm

>>I called it "Ennis Del Mar: Ranchhand", to distinguish it from the tale which I called "Ennis Del Mar: A Man of God," from the last line in that story. Do you have a different name for yours? 

   I hadn't got as far as titles because of the way they came.  The process being that bits, like drabbles, vignettes, would come one at a time... as if they were given...  I like your titles...  Good...  -smile

>>Yours is great tale.  A touch of mysticism, brought into the everyday life of Ennis and the others.  Ghosts and spirits. Greg simply making himself part of Ennis' life, and Ennis being the better for it. Ennis can miss Jack now.  But, has he ever seen Jack in the distance, or close up, like  the foreman has seen his father?

   I had thought about the question of the foreman's father showing up and whether Jack would. 

   It seems to me that the father had to appear in order to be substantial enough to his son to override the trauma that was present for the boy when his father died.  Notice that with the one noteable exception... he always did so at a distance.  The exception was to make amends and to give the boy the freedom to choose for himself.  I think this is part of the dynamic of child-parent especially with the tension of expectation.  It is difficult for a child to outlive the expectation of a parent whether they accept the expectation or fight it.  Being overly close would not allow the boy to 'own' the place as ~his~ dream.  As they say in the recovery community... "a death ends a life, it does not end a relationship".

   With Jack, however, it seems different to me.  How many widows or widowers long for the physical presence of their lost partner?  If a loved one was to return from the spirit world but with all the characteristics of a person in the physical sense... how would that happen... how would one 'do' that? 

   Also,... when someone is present in spirit... it is possible to be closer than they ever were able when they were in body.  Perhaps with time and a great deal of grace... one could learn to relate to a situation like that.  I think of the movie "Truly, Madly, Deeply" which tried to explore that... and I think of some of the writings of the mystics which talk in terms of spiritual marriage... but I have only limited experience there... and am not sure how that would work... 

   One thing.  In the story Greg and the foreman, as well as those at the ranch were brought into Ennis' life to place him in an authentic, effective community.  Perhaps with getting some of those needs met... Ennis' longing for Jack would be dampened down to the point where the spirit to spirit relationship with Jack could come into its own... 

Thanks for your comments... sorry for taking so long to get back..
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 30, 2007, 07:03:08 am
For today, let's try these:


Leslie
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Post by: Lumière on March 30, 2007, 03:58:57 pm
Okay, I'll go first ..  :)

Here's an adaptation of a poem I wrote a while back ..


My son..

I watched you grow with each passing day
A little boy maturing into a dashing young man.
Words fail me, but this much I must say:
You bring me more joy than you’ll ever know;
You are my angel, my eternal gift, my son ..

You never said, but I did guess
I watched and hoped and prayed
That you'd see that I could love you no less;
Come storm or calm, come winter or spring.
You are the light within me, my son ..

Now you are gone and I am left alone
My heart laden with despair, anger, sorrow
Every anguish you suffered, I wish I could own
Every sickness, every pain, I wish I could heal
You are my true pride, my son ..

One look into his eyes, and I knew
That those two shirts would find home at last
With him, the man whose words are but a few ..
He loves you; who wouldn’t?
I loved you, still do, my little boy, my son ..



(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/d8297b46.jpg)

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Post by: Cameron on March 30, 2007, 05:34:17 pm
Going Back


(June 2003)
Ennis went back the next night.  He drove in the dead of night and stopped the truck across from the artist’s house. The artist was again outside.  He was near the thing that looked like a mountain.  He was wearing white.  Ennis stared at him.  With his light hair and his pale eyes, glowing even at a distance, the artist looked almost like an angel.

Ennis walked over and sat down on a wooden box right next to him.  The artist turned and looked at him, but then he kept right on working.  Ennis sat there watching him.

After a while the artist turned back to him. “You want to give me a hand?”

Ennis stood up and the artist led him to a new figure, a woman this time, not far from the others.  He took some metal, gave Ennis a hammer and some nails, and without saying a word showed Ennis that this one needed wrists and hands on her unfinished arms.

Ennis hammered and bended and drilled the old metal.  He was still thin and strong.  When he was finished with the hands, the artist motioned him to come over.  Then Ennis began working on another mountain right next to the first one.

After a long time, when the light was beginning to appear in the sky the artist walked over to Ennis and stood right next to him.  He looked at him and said “I want you to come inside.”

Ennis was still confused.  He still didn’t if he was awake or dreaming.  But it didn’t matter to him now.  The work was strangely healing.

Ennis followed the artist inside.  The little house was unlike anything he had ever seen before.  There were pictures, paintings, metal animals, old things and broken things all around.  But somehow everything still looked neat and tidy.  The artist led Ennis into the kitchen.  The walls were red and the table was black. The appliances were painted all different colors.  Ennis's eyes were wide open.  He had never seen anything like this place at all.

“I have something for you, why don’t you sit down?” the artist said, pulling out a black and red painted chair.  Ennis looked at him.  The artist’s eyes were so pale, they almost looked like no eyes at all.  Ennis hesitated, but the artist gently took his arm and helped him into the seat.

Ennis sat down, but his eyes were still fixed on the artist. 

The artist walked over to a little black cabinet by the painted refrigerator.  He opened up a drawer.  He took something out and went back to Ennis, still watching him from the table.

“This is for you” the artist said……..

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Post by: Lumière on March 30, 2007, 05:40:15 pm
Going Back


(June 2003)

And the suspense continues ..  ;)
Cheers Marl!
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Post by: mariez on March 30, 2007, 05:55:36 pm
My son..

I watched you grow with each passing day
A little boy maturing into a dashing young man.
Words fail me, but this much I must say:
You bring me more joy than you’ll ever know;
You are my angel, my eternal gift, my son ..

You never said, but I did guess
I watched and hoped and prayed
That you'd see that I could love you no less;
Come storm or calm, come winter or spring.
You are the light within me, my son ..

Now you are gone and I am left alone
My heart laden with despair, anger, sorrow
Every anguish you suffered, I wish I could own
Every sickness, every pain, I wish I could heal
You are my true pride, my son ..

One look into his eyes, and I knew
That those two shirts would find home at last
With him, the man whose words are but a few ..
He loves you; who wouldn’t?
I loved you, still do, my little boy, my son ..
Good God, Milli - that's one of the most achingly beautiful poems I've ever read.  Thanks for so often reminding us of the others that loved Jack - and of the different kinds of love.


.  .  .
“This is for you” the artist said……..

Well, you sure have me hooked, Marl!  I love my mind's picture of the artist's house.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on March 30, 2007, 06:10:40 pm
Good God, Milli - that's one of the most achingly beautiful poems I've ever read.  Thanks for so often reminding us of the others that loved Jack - and of the different kinds of love.

Aww..thanks Marie!  :-*

~M
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Post by: Cameron on March 30, 2007, 10:16:39 pm
He’d never seen an angel, reckoned he never would, the kind of man he was. Did angels wear blue sweaters?

“You are welcome to go up to his room, if you want.”

Did angels wrap precious items in paper bags? The delicate touch of her hands belied the strength flowing through those wrists. Careworn skin caressed with a butterfly’s touch, healing flowed out of them.

“You come back and see us again.”

What a perfect drabble, Thank You


M, I agree with Marie,  Beautiful poem and picture too!


M and Marie, Thank you both again, You know how much I do appreciate it.  There will be more artist coming, but maybe I will just keep you in suspense for a while.........
(or maybe not :))

Marl
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Post by: fernly on March 31, 2007, 01:43:54 am
After all that had passed between them,
it was this, as Jack let go of the day,
that he carried with him into sleep –
Ennis’ fingers cool as moonlight on his wrist,
fingers that earlier, seizing fire that ran to the root of him,
woke him out of his months-long trance,
but now, circling,
gently stroking the old half-healed injuries,
calmed him, let him rest,
told him in the near-silence of the mountain
that his bones,
the tendons and ligaments that stretched in the hollows between,
were known,
the pulse and return of his blood,
known,
his body and soul,
known, and
loved.

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Post by: mariez on March 31, 2007, 09:01:31 am
He’d never seen an angel, reckoned he never would, the kind of man he was. Did angels wear blue sweaters?

“You are welcome to go up to his room, if you want.”

Did angels wrap precious items in paper bags? The delicate touch of her hands belied the strength flowing through those wrists. Careworn skin caressed like a butterfly, healing flowed out.

“You come back and see us again.”

I agree with Marl - this is a "perfect drabble" - countless feelings and images within a few beautiful words.  Was this your first drabble?  - hope to see many more.  :)


[/quote]
After all that had passed between them,
it was this, as Jack let go of the day,
that he carried with him into sleep –
Ennis’ fingers cool as moonlight on his wrist,
fingers that earlier, seizing fire that ran to the root of him,
woke him out of his months-long trance,
but now, circling,
gently stroking the old half-healed injuries,
calmed him, let him rest,
told him in the near-silence of the mountain
that his bones,
the tendons and ligaments that stretched in the hollows between,
were known,
the pulse and return of his blood,
known,
his body and soul,
known, and
loved.

Wow.  More perfection.  "Known" ...  That really says it.  Exquisite, as always, Fern.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 31, 2007, 09:08:33 am
Good morning, all...


L
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Post by: Cameron on March 31, 2007, 10:18:40 am
(The continuation of 'The Neighbor", I don't know why I think mostly in series)

The Early Summer

(July 1985)
Life became almost sweet.  When Ennis woke each morning, he found that he looked forward to the coming day.  Ennis would go to work at the ranch and then he would go home to his trailer, shower and shave, get a beer and then sit outside and wait for Tom.  When he came, they would sit together and watch the sun setting over the mountains.  They didn’t talk much, they didn’t have to.  Somehow though, the feeling of trauma that haunted Ennis was beginning to fade away.

Tom made dinner for Ennis all the time.  Fancy things, like potatoes in olive oil, with real good steak, and lots of green things.  They would eat dinner together most nights in Tom’s trailer.  Ennis never had food like this before.

Then after they ate they would go outside again and sit and listen to the crickets and look at the moon and the stars.  Cars and trucks would go by on the road.  Ennis would look up and try to see who it was, but then he decided it didn’t really matter, there was nothing for them to see.

That they kept inside.

Ennis began looking forward all day to those nights.  Tom’s hands moving all over him, Toms arm’s, with their muscles, so firm and strong, that would wrap themselves tight around him.  His firm chest, with the silvery and black hair that would beat above and below him and the powerful legs that would entangle with his.  The heat and the sweat and all the feelings, feelings like he would burst open.  Sometimes though, Ennis would find it hard to look at Tom.  When he closed his eyes, it wasn’t Tom that he saw.

Ennis would think about the nights all during the day, but he would try to make himself stop, scared that the other fellas would know what he was thinking.

Still, life was almost sweet.

One beautiful Sunday Tom knocked on the door.

“Will ya take a look at this day?  Let’s go for a ride.”

They got into Tom’s truck.  They started driving towards the mountains.  Ennis kept looking at Tom.   He wanted to stop him.  “No, let’s not go there, not today” he wanted to scream.  He wasn’t ready at all.  But he didn’t say anything.

They drove on the empty road.  Tom was driving real fast.  Ennis suddenly became real nervous, his heart was pounding. 

“Hey, will ya slow it down a little, we're gonna have an accident.”

But Tom didn’t slow down at all…...


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Post by: Lumière on March 31, 2007, 06:46:33 pm
My dabble .. :)


A Solemn Visit

Texas, Summer 1983

Lureen was stretched out on the living room sofa, carefully removing the chipped purple nail polish from her fingernails.  How she reveled in her afternoons off; Bobby was out with his friends, and Jack was away on a business trip.  She turned on the television; reruns of her favorite TV show were on.  She was more than willing to devote an hour or two of her undivided attention to Tom Selleck’s Magnum P.I.  She adored him, man, was he ever dishy in those short shorts and Hawaiian shirts – super delectable.  And the moustache – wow, she loved a man with some well-groomed facial hair.

Thirty minutes into the show, the door bell rang.  She decided to ignore it; Magnum had just appeared on screen in one of his shorts, and he was flashing a whole lotta nice muscled-toned leg.  The door bell rang again and again .. She cursed under her breath and picked herself off of the sofa and went to the door.  She was surprised to see Sheriff Lee and one of his officers standing at the door.

“Hello Sheriff, hello Charlie..” she smiled at the two men. “What can I do for you gentlemen?” she asked, noting their solemn expressions, each with his hat in hand.

“Mind if we come in ma’am?” the Sheriff asked quietly, stepping into the house, the other officer on his heels.

“Can I get you gentlemen some iced tea .. or ..” she began to offer.

“No, thank you kindly ma’am, this is not a social call.  I’m afraid I have some pretty bad news..” he began.

Her face fell, eyes wide.  “Good god, it’s not Bobby is it?  I keep telling him to be careful when he goes out driving around town with his friends..” she rambled, her voice shaky.

“It’s not your son ma’am,” he continued.  “This is about Mr. Twist.  There’s been an accident.. and.. I’m afraid he didn’t make it ..”
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Post by: mariez on March 31, 2007, 09:21:32 pm

Life became almost sweet.  . . .

You do have a way with words, Marl - those four are so perfectly bittersweet.  And the ending  :o  - now you have me hanging from two cliffs!


.  . .
“No, thank you kindly ma’am, this is not a social call.  I’m afraid I have some pretty bad news..” he began. . .

Still hurts.  :'(   You did an excellent job of setting that up, Milli - mundane and routine lives can change forever in an instant. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on March 31, 2007, 10:39:28 pm
You do have a way with words, Marl - those four are so perfectly bittersweet.  And the ending  :o  - now you have me hanging from two cliffs!

Marie,  You made my day!
 :-*

Thank You,
Marl
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 01, 2007, 08:36:29 am
Hello all,

In honor of the day, let's try these:


L
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Post by: Cameron on April 01, 2007, 10:17:25 am
(Please do forgive me for going over....)

The Package

(June 2003)
The artist stood there holding out a package to Ennis.  Ennis stared right into the glowing eyes.  He was sure this was all some kind of joke or prank.  He put his hands to his head.  He was starting to feel one of those headaches coming on.  The glowing eyes were not giving up any secrets.

“Please, open it” the artist said, placing the package on the table in front of Ennis.

Ennis picked up the package.  It was a brown envelope.  There was no writing on it.  It was heavy for its size.  Ennis slowly opened the little metal fastener.  His hand went inside.  But still he couldn’t tell what it was.  It felt like a block of something with a rubber band around it.  He looked at the artist again.  He still had no clue.

But Ennis took out the object.  He let out a very loud gasp.  It all had to be some kind of hoax for sure.  But the artist didn’t laugh or even smile, he walked over behind Ennis and placed his hands gently on his shoulders.

Ennis turned the thing that was in the envelope back and forth and upside down.  He touched it ever so gently.  He felt like he was gasping for air.

It was a stack of yellowed postcards, held together by a cracking rubber band.  It was a stack of all the postcards that he had ever sent to Jack.  On the top was the very first one.  The one that he wrote “you bet.”   On the postcard, filling up the empty space, Jack wrote all about those three days.

“I was so nervous I didnt know what he would say.  He kissed me right on the street!  I met his wife, she didnt seem very nice.  We went to a motel, couldnt believe it.  Went to the mountain, could stay there forever, like being in heaven.”

Ennis looked at the next few, Jack had written on all of them.  Ennis looked back at the artist.  There were tears in his eyes.  “How did ya get these, where, how could ya possibly...?"

“In time, not now, not now” the artist replied.

Ennis put the postcards back in the envelope.  He stood up.  He went up to the artist and put his hand on his arm.  “Thank you.”

Ennis went home, and sat at the table for twelve hours straight, looking over and over the postcards, reading every word, till he knew them by heart.  All except for the last one.  He couldn’t bear to read that one.  But Ennis still didn’t understand, he didn’t know if it was real or if it all was a dream.

He went back to the artist the next day.  Ennis stared right into his eyes and said “ya gotta explain it all to me.”

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Post by: Lumière on April 01, 2007, 03:59:03 pm
Howdy!  My dabble .. :)
(I had it in mind to write something fun but it just wasn't working .. this happened instead ..)
Note: Contains coarse language...




His Battle

Signal, August 1963


Ennis was crouched down on his knees in the dark alley, his tear-stained face hidden behind his old hat.  The cramps had subsided for the time being, but he still felt the uneasy urge to retch his guts out.  His knuckles were bruised from punching the cement wall his throbbing head now rested on.  The last time he’d felt so fuckin’ miserable was when his mother had died, all those years ago.  It’d taken him a long while to finally accept that she was not coming back.  Now this business with Jack - he wasn’t sure he could go through that all over again. 

Fresh tears ran down his face.  He should’ve known better than to fuck Jack in the first place.  Just what the heck had gotten into him anyway?  Now his whole life was going to the dogs and every second he sat here crying like a girl, Jack was heading in the opposite direction, miles away from this miserable place. 

His mind tormented him, conjuring up pictures of his awakening - that first night in the tent.. Jack’s aroused state, his hot breath on his face before he’d pushed him down on all fours, Jack’s moans when he'd entered him .. Jack felt so fuckin’ good, so warm and tight, like nothing he’d ever felt before..  He hadn’t stood a chance against the raging fire that Jack had set ablaze inside him.  He could feel himself getting hard just thinking about it, even in this wretched state he was in.  He shook his head as if to clear his muddled mind; he dropped his hat and buried his head in his hands, tears leaking through calloused fingers. 

He thought of what his father would say if he saw him now, bent over and weeping like this – he’d call him a sissy, a joke and a fuckin’ lame excuse for a man, that’s what he’d say.  And if his ol’ man knew the real reason he was on his knees crying now, he’d surely fetch his loaded gun..  Ennis pulled himself together, took in a deep, shaky breath and dried his eyes.  He picked up his hat with trembling hands and brushed it off.  Maybe his ol’ man was right; he needed to be more of a man …



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Post by: fernly on April 01, 2007, 04:43:21 pm
(I tried for something amusing, too. :-\ Couldn't manage it either.)


Homecoming

    Jack got home before Lureen. That was happening more and more often these days. They’d started taking both vehicles when she’d lost patience with him restlessly pacing outside her office while she went over the day’s numbers, even though she was fast at it. So he’d drive home alone in the truck, pull half-way into the driveway, reach out and flip down the door of their mailbox that was painted to look like their house, pull out the magazines and bills and hardly ever any letters, and, just once in a while, the postcards he watched for sharper than any eagle searched for what would keep him alive.
     Here it was, a couple weeks earlier than he’d let himself hope for, shiny postcard of a mountain, meadow full of flowers at its feet, but when he flipped the card, on the back, instead of Ennis’ terse scrawl, tiny red precise letters filled every inch of the space next to his name. Yes, you can have that sweet life! Here at Paradise Pines in the Texas Hill Country! Call for your free, no commitment, no obligation, all expenses paid visit to our beautiful vacation homes! Call now and escape to the life you’ve always wanted! 555-5517
     Jack crushed the card in his hand, threw it out the open window. Hit the button on the remote, waited for the garage door to shudder its way up, and drove in. Sat there, staring at nothing, as the door clanked shut behind him. Finally realized he was looking at the calendar over the workbench. Lureen must have flipped it that morning, careful as always to keep things up to date. April 1st. And he tried to laugh at the joke so much of his life had become, that no escape to some place called Paradise Pines would fix.
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Post by: mariez on April 01, 2007, 06:17:50 pm
. . .  All except for the last one.  He couldn’t bear to read that one.  . .

Me neither.   :'(  Whoever or whatever the Artist is, it does appear that he is giving Ennis comfort. 


His Battle . . .

His mind tormented him, . . .

This is so raw and real - poor Ennis - always in torment, fighting that battle.   Damn fine writing, Milli -  and, of course, the perfect picture again.   :(


.  .  .
     Jack crushed the card in his hand, threw it out the open window. Hit the button on the remote, waited for the garage door to shudder its way up, and drove in. Sat there, staring at nothing, as the door clanked shut behind him. Finally realized he was looking at the calendar over the workbench. Lureen must have flipped it that morning, careful as always to keep things up to date. April 1st. And he tried to laugh at the joke so much of his life had become, that no escape to some place called Paradise Pines would fix.

I can see that your muse never leads you wrong, Fern.  What a poignant picture of hope and despair. 

Thanks, all
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 02, 2007, 08:43:34 am
Good morning all,

Try these today:


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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 02, 2007, 11:21:28 am
A BOYS DREAM

January 1952

Deep in slumber Ennis found warmth and comfort under the covers, laying in the stillness of the night. Tall trees, mountain peaks, clear streams paid visit in his dreams. And  most of all a tall, dark haired smiling young cowboy dancing around the campfire, side by side staring at the stars in the heavens,with endless tales of the rodeo, far away ranches,   wishes for a sweet life.

Jack in his bed under in square quilted cover sleep soundlessly at peace. A tall blond cowboy with hardly a word to say, sharing the warm summer breezes high in the mountains, with horses to call their own, just him and this cowboy no one else to mind. And he would make this cowboy speak words, dance by the fire and make him  laugh out loud, care for him, hold him close when it was cold. And he would no longer be alone, so far out on this ranch, where no one came to play.

 (http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/brokebackmtn_3714.jpg)
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Post by: fernly on April 02, 2007, 11:43:29 am
Lessons

        “Crows, like troubles, never come alone.” Something his mother used to tell him, when she’d look out the little window over the sink, out toward the garden, and tell him to go flap his arms at the birds until he was sure they’d all given up and gone.
        “Yeah, you’re a bony old scarecrow,” said K.E., and gave him a good shove on the shoulder to drive home the point, “just give those birds a look at your face and they’ll fly away forever.”
        “Hush, K.E., Ennis, don’t you mind him. Just go shoo away those birds and then pick whatever you want out of the garden for supper tonight.”
        So off he went, bag in hand to flap at the cawing birds, and then once they’d gone, black wings sharp against the blue sky, filled it with the swollen bean pods and wrinkled chard, the red veins like blood.
        Of course the birds came back, little blond head and one waving arm that hardly reached taller than most of the plants no worry to them.
        “Goddamnit, Ennis, you might as well just spread the beans out on a blanket and tell the birds to have at it. Come ‘ere, son, we’ll fix ‘em.”
        And his father knelt down, took the bag away, set the rifle, longer than Ennis was tall, over his shoulder, reached around him to guide his hands and then sight the rifle at the closest of the crows, and fired. The noise and the hard jerk of the gun came close to knocking him flat and would have set him to crying but for the hand, big enough to reach from collarbone to shoulder blade, holding him up and silencing him at the same time, as the eyes dulled, but the feathers and blood kept shining in the harsh afternoon sun.


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Post by: mariez on April 02, 2007, 01:16:39 pm
A quick lunchtime drabble check -  :)

A BOYS DREAM

January 1952

Deep in slumber Ennis found warmth and comfort under the covers, laying in the stillness of the night. Tall trees, mountain peaks, clear streams paid visit in his dreams. And  most of all a tall, dark haired smiling young cowboy dancing around the campfire, side by side staring at the stars in the heavens,with endless tales of the rodeo, far away ranches,   wishes for a sweet life.

Jack in his bed under in square quilted cover sleep soundlessly at peace. A tall blond cowboy with hardly a word to say, sharing the warm summer breezes high in the mountains, with horses to call their own, just him and this cowboy no one else to mind. And he would make this cowboy speak words, dance by the fire and make him  laugh out loud, care for him, hold him close when it was cold. And he would no longer be alone, so far out on this ranch, where no one came to play. 

Aww, Mark - how incredibly moving.  Those two young lonely boys reaching out for each other even then.  Kismet, for sure.  ".  .  .where no one came to play." - that's so, so sad  :'(


Lessons
.  . . and would have set him to crying but for the hand, big enough to reach from collarbone to shoulder blade, holding him up and silencing him at the same time, as the eyes dulled, but the feathers and blood kept shining in the harsh afternoon sun. 

God, that's gorgeous writing, Fern.  Lessons, indeed.  Poor, poor Ennis.   :'(


Thanks,
Marie

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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 02, 2007, 01:31:58 pm
Thanks Marie

That one has been waiting for the right prompt for a long time, but I didn't actually write it until today.
Mark
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Post by: milomorris on April 02, 2007, 01:42:31 pm

The Package


Hello Cameron,

I just happened to mosey back in here after several weeks and I found that this story has piqued my curiosity. Where can I find the earlier parts?

Milo
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Post by: Lumière on April 02, 2007, 02:00:59 pm

Mark and Fern -

What amazing drabbles!  :)
Thank you.

~M
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Post by: Lumière on April 02, 2007, 02:07:50 pm
My dabble ..  :)


For Their Sakes ..

Thursday, September 28th, 1967

It was after midnight; Alma sighed deeply and sat up in bed.  She’d been tossing and turning for more than an hour already and sleep still escaped her.  It didn’t help that she had the bed all to herself tonight.  She switched on the lamp on the bedside table and looked over at Ennis’ empty side of the bed.  Three days had gone by since he’d left with the other man, and he hadn’t bothered to say when exactly he’d be back.  She pulled aside the old blanket and crawled out of bed.  She thought of fetching herself a glass of water or a cup of tea, but gave up on the idea.  She paced the little room quietly, her thin arms folded tightly across her chest.  She played it back over and over in her mind - their bodies pressed against the wall, his hands all over the other man’s face, his mouth hungrily seeking, the deep kissing ..

She gave up her pacing and sat down heavily on his corner of the bed.  He just can’t be qu-, she couldn’t bring herself to even think the word.  Maybe she misinterpreted the whole situation, maybe there was a very good reason for what she’d seen, like ... She couldn’t come up with any, but there had to be.  This was Ennis, her husband, the father of their two beautiful girls, the wonderful, hardworking man she loved.  Yeah, there had to be some kind of explanation… everything would be okay when he returned, everything would go back to the way it was …

She ran her fingers along his pillow and picked it up.  She pressed her face into it and breathed it in slowly, she could still smell him.  Fresh tears pooled in her eyes.  She thought of her sleeping babies in the adjacent room; she blinked back the tears.  Everything would be okay when he got back, for their sakes at least, she’ll make sure of it …


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on April 02, 2007, 03:58:55 pm
A BOYS DREAM

January 1952

Deep in slumber Ennis found warmth and comfort under the covers, laying in the stillness of the night. Tall trees, mountain peaks, clear streams paid visit in his dreams. And  most of all a tall, dark haired smiling young cowboy dancing around the campfire, side by side staring at the stars in the heavens,with endless tales of the rodeo, far away ranches,   wishes for a sweet life.

Jack in his bed under in square quilted cover sleep soundlessly at peace. A tall blond cowboy with hardly a word to say, sharing the warm summer breezes high in the mountains, with horses to call their own, just him and this cowboy no one else to mind. And he would make this cowboy speak words, dance by the fire and make him  laugh out loud, care for him, hold him close when it was cold. And he would no longer be alone, so far out on this ranch, where no one came to play.

 (http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/brokebackmtn_3714.jpg)
     I love this Mark, and as always, you are such a close heart to them....you make them live in you,,,,janice
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Post by: Cameron on April 02, 2007, 04:21:49 pm
(I decided to keep this name for a little while, but it's still me. Here is the next part of the Neighbor or Tom and Ennis)

After the Ride

(July 1985)
Tom kept driving faster and faster.  Ennis’s heart was pounding harder and harder.  Even though they were going up the mountain, the truck felt like it was going to go out of control.  It felt like the truck would fall off the mountain. “What the fuck is goin' on?”  Ennis yelled at Tom.  But Tom kept driving.

Finally Tom slowed down and then stopped the truck.  Ennis was struggling for air. Tom was sitting there calm.  Ennis tried to look around. They were as far up the mountain as the road would take them.  Ennis opened the window to get some air.  The wind was howling so loud Ennis heard it rattling in his head.  Then a crow was screaming at them.  Ennis looked around but he didn’t see the crow. 

“What the fuck was that?”  Ennis said, between gasps of air.

“I just want to teach ya a lesson.”

“Whaaaaaat?”  Ennis yelled. 

“I wanted ya to be really scared of somethin’, somethin’ real.” Tom replied

“Who the hell do ya think ya are?”  Ennis screamed, his face now red with fury.

But Tom said nothing more, he just sat there looking all calm and peaceful.

“Just go back now” Ennis said, his voice still shaking.

Tom drove back to the trailers.  Ennis went back to his without saying another word.  He made his own dinner, a frozen one.  Then he went to bed, covering himself with a blanket even though it was July.

Ennis dreamed of Jack that night.  They were at the lake.  Jack was yelling at him, just like he did that last time.  Ennis couldn’t stand to listen to him.  But suddenly Jack stopped yelling and held out his arms saying softly, “I’m sorry Ennis, this has all been a big misunderstandin.’”  Ennis went right into his open arms….

But then Ennis woke all wet from sweating.  He got dressed and went to the ranch, still feeling shakey all day.  He never liked surprises.  Especially when he was just starting to feel comfortable.

When Ennis got home Tom was waiting for him, sitting on the step.  “Ennis, maybe I was way out of line.”  Tom said, as he stood up.  “Just let me explain.”

But Ennis just walked right by him and opened the door to his trailer.  He got a beer and steadied himself by the sink.  He was still shaking and sweating, like he was all day.

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Post by: Lumière on April 02, 2007, 04:29:51 pm
(I decided to keep this name for a little while, but it's still me. Here is the next part of the Neighbor or Tom and Ennis)

After the Ride

Tom drove back to the trailers.  Ennis went back to his without saying another word.  He made his own dinner, a frozen one.  Then he went to bed, covering himself with a blanket even though it was July.


We all need a security blanket from time to time, even if it is literally ..  ;)
Cheers Marl.

~M
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Post by: Cameron on April 02, 2007, 04:45:31 pm
Hello Cameron,

I just happened to mosey back in here after several weeks and I found that this story has piqued my curiosity. Where can I find the earlier parts?

Milo

Hey Milo, Thanks, I am glad.
The first part is right on page 59 called "The Artist", and the rest are right after that.

Marl
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Post by: Cameron on April 02, 2007, 04:55:18 pm
We all need a security blanket from time to time, even if it is literally ..  ;)
Cheers Marl.

~M

Thanks so much M,  poor Ennis >:(

Your drabble is truly awesome today, poor Alma too >:(
Cheers back to you ;)
Marl
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Post by: mariez on April 02, 2007, 09:03:40 pm
For Their Sakes ..

.  .  . She played it back over and over in her mind . . .

. . . maybe there was a very good reason for what she’d seen, like ...

Poor Alma - trying so hard to deny something that she can't forget.   :(  You have such a great connection with so many characters, Milli. 


. . .
When Ennis got home Tom was waiting for him, sitting on the step.  “Ennis, maybe I was way out of line.”  Tom said, as he stood up.  “Just let me explain.”
. . . 

I think I understand what Tom was doing, but . . . I'm anxious to hear what he has to say!  Great job, Marl. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 03, 2007, 07:29:17 am
Hi everyone,

Let's try these today.


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Post by: Cameron on April 03, 2007, 11:28:01 am
Needing to Know

(June 2003)
“You gotta explain this all to me” Ennis said to the artist the next night, when he went over.  The artist was outside as usual, this time working on a child.

“I am not ready to, I will tell you when I am” the artist flatly replied.

“Why are ya doin’ this to me?  I don’t get it!”  Ennis said, almost yelling.  “How the hell did ya get the postcards I sent Jack?  How the fuck do ya even know about Jack?”

But the artist didn’t say anything more.  He silently returned to this work.

Ennis sat down on a block of wood.  He stared at the artist again.  His skin looked even paler, his hair even lighter, his eyes even stranger in the light of the moon.  The light of the moon and the light from the new lamp now on the side of the yard.  Ennis sighed.  He didn’t know if any of it was real at all.  “I must be goin' crazy” he said out loud.

The artist went over to Ennis and gave him some tools.  Ennis spent the rest of the night working on the mountain.  It was growing larger.  But nothing more was said.  The next night Ennis went over again.  The artist was not outside.  Ennis walked all around the house.  He was about to go back to the truck, but then the door opened.

“Sorry” the artist said.  “I had things to do, please come inside.”

Ennis climbed the steps and went into the house.  There was a smell, a nice smell but none that Ennis never known before.  He looked around.  “Incense” the artist said, nodding to a vase of glowing sticks on the table.

“I don’t have much food” the artist said.  “But would you like some tea? Or maybe some candy?  There was a green bowl on the table filled with green M & M’s.

Ennis said “No, thank you.”  He sat down at the table and put his head in his hands.  He had one of those headaches again.  “I wish you would explain it all to me” Ennis said dejectedly.  “It doesn’t make sense at all.”

The artist sat down at the table too.  “You still miss him, don’t you?”

Ennis searched the pale eerie eyes, the pale, now sad looking face.  “Every minute of every day” he whispered.  “Seeing them, the postcards, ya know….”  Ennis then buried his face in his arms.  It never really was any better, in all those years.   Even those years with Tom.  The artist put a gentle hand on Ennis’s shoulder, and then began tenderly moving it across his back.  Ennis tried, he tried to hold it in, but he couldn’t this time at all.

“An explanation is long overdue” the artist whispered near Ennis’s ear.  “I so hope it helps you.”


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Post by: fernly on April 03, 2007, 11:32:44 am
Overdue

        “Come on, Bobby,” Jack raised his voice enough to carry down the hall. “Make sure you get all your books.”
        There was no answer, just some thuds and what sounded like a muffled Goddamnit.
        “Bobby Twist, what have your momma and I told you about usin’ language like that?”
        “Sorry, Dad,” came the answer.
        His son’s voice sounded rueful, but Jack figured that was more from being caught swearing than any actual remorse about it. His son was real determined about most things.
        “Do you need some help?”
        “I can’t find the last...” there was a muttered word Jack didn’t quite catch, “...book. There’s supposed to be six, just like how old I am.”
        Jack got to his son’s door, his own books in one hand, the other jangling his keys, in time to see Bobby backing out from under the bed, not a speck of dust on him. One thing Lureen and his ma had in common, they cleaned everything. Not an inch of their houses didn’t get scrubbed, dusted, and organized. But then Lureen used some of her left-over energy to decorate every available surface, while his ma left everything pared down to the bone. Not that she had any choice.
        “Dad,” Bobby was tugging at his sleeve.
        “Sorry,” Jack brought his attention back to the grinning boy.
        “Look, I found it!”
        “Allright, then, let’s get goin’. You want to renew any of them?”
        Bobby shook his head. “No way. I don’t want the same books for two more weeks. Can’t we get new ones?”
        “Sure we can.”
        “Maybe some about Wyoming? When do I get to go to Wyoming with you and see your ranch? I want to see Granma and Grandpa Twist. I want to ride Buck.”
        “Someday, Bobby.” Jack plopped Bobby’s hat down on his head, and turned him toward the door, as he tucked his own books under his arm, the ones he’d requested special from the ag college library, about intensive ranching, the ones Lureen assumed were for some vague far-off retirement plans, not an overdue dream held as hard and close in him as his bones.




and overdue thanks to Milli and Marie for their kind words about recent drabbles  :-*

and big thanks to all the writers here for their work - it's such a treat to read all these stories   :D
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 03, 2007, 11:37:55 am
April 11, 1978

"Dad...can I go with you fishin' this time...? Pleeease...." Jack looks back at his son standing in the doorway as he tosses another shirt in his travel bag.

"Bobby..you know you have school next week....can't take you outta school just ta go on some dumb fishin' trip..."

Bobby looks down, crestfallen. Jack sees.

"Look...Bobby, ya can't be missin' school...." Bobby walks over to his dad put an arm around his waist, Jack put hand on his head.

"Bobby....when is your spring break?"

Bobby lites up. "Starts a week from Friday...got half day schedule."

"Show me on the calendar." The pair walk to a 'Newsom Farm Equipment' calendar on the wall. "See dad."

"Tell you what.....How 'bout I have your mama put you on a airplane...I'll pick you up in Casper...You can leave that Friday afternoon or Saturday at the latest...You 'n me c'n do some campin' fishin'...'n maybe it time ya met yer other grandparents.....I know your grandmama would really like ta se you.....would you like that?"

Bobby is beaming. "Would I! And fly on a plane!.....Dad you the best!"

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Post by: mariez on April 03, 2007, 12:48:43 pm
Hey, what a nice lunchtime treat to find all these early drabbles -

.  .  .
“An explanation is long overdue” the artist whispered near Ennis’s ear.  “I so hope it helps you.”

Yes, I'm dying to know!  I love how you've described the artist, Marl - so ethereal, so calm. 


Overdue
.  .  .not an overdue dream held as hard and close in him as his bones. 

Ahh - what a perfect use of the prompt!  And what a perfectly heartbreaking way to describe Jack's dream.   :'(


.  .  .
Bobby is beaming. "Would I! And fly on a plane!.....Dad you the best!" 

Thanks for making me - and Bobby - smile, Mark!   :) -  and you always manage to find the perfect picture!

Thanks, drabblers
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 03, 2007, 01:17:51 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
October 1976

Jack poured a bag of M & Ms into the glass bowl and set it on the table.

“What are these for?” asked Ennis, as he picked out a few red, green, and yellow candies.

“Tom is comin ta visit. It’s kinda nice, have some candy out for a guest. My mother used ta do that.”

“Oh, okay,” said Ennis, picking at a few more of the colored candies and popping them in his mouth.

“Don’t eat em all,” scolded Jack, “and stop eatin’ just the colored ones. Ya need ta eat the brown ones, too.”

“I don’t like the brown ones,” replied Ennis. “They’re too ordinary.”

“Doesn’t matter if they’re ordinary, they taste the same. ‘Sides, it ain’t polite to have just a bowl a brown M & Ms,” he said, slapping Ennis’s hand away. Once again, he was picking through, selecting the bright colors, leaving the browns behind.

Ennis paused for a minute, looking at the bowl. “Ya know, Jack,” he said, “we could do somethin’ really wild.”

“What’s that?”

“We could eat just the colored ones and throw the brown ones away.”

“Ennis! What are ya sayin? That wasteful. The brown ones are perfectly fine.”

“I know, I’m just sayin…we can afford ta put candy out for a guest, we own this farm, we got money in the bank…maybe, just maybe we could be a little wild and crazy here, throwin out the brown ones.”

Jack smiled. “That’s yer idea of crazy?” he said. “Throwin away half a bag of 89 cent M & Ms?”

Ennis nodded. “Yeah,” he said. “I’m pretty tight with a dollar, not sure I could throw away much more than a few M & Ms.”

Jack took a handful of candies from the bowl and smoothed out Ennis’s palm, counting the colored ones into it. “Tell ya what, you eat these and I’ll eat the brown and then nothin’ goes ta waste.”

Ennis laughed. “You’d do that for me?”

“I would,” Jack nodded.

”Must be love.”

(341 words)
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Post by: Lumière on April 03, 2007, 01:25:16 pm
Needing to Know

“An explanation is long overdue” the artist whispered near Ennis’s ear.  “I so hope it helps you.”

 :D  Looks like we'll find out soon! 
Looking forward to it Marl!


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        “Someday, Bobby.” Jack plopped Bobby’s hat down on his head, and turned him toward the door, as he tucked his own books under his arm, the ones he’d requested special from the ag college library, about intensive ranching, the ones Lureen assumed were for some vague far-off retirement plans, not an overdue dream held as hard and close in him as his bones.

I love this portion!  Good going Fern!  ;)
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Post by: Lumière on April 03, 2007, 01:28:59 pm
April 11, 1978

Bobby is beaming. "Would I! And fly on a plane!.....Dad you the best!"

Wouldn't it have been awesome to see some more Jack/Bobby interaction like this?
Cheers Mark!  :)


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“Don’t eat em all,” scolded Jack, “and stop eatin’ just the colored ones. Ya need ta eat the brown ones, too.”

Leslie ~ I always end up with the colored ones .. The brown ones are my favorite!  ;D
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Post by: Lumière on April 03, 2007, 01:46:42 pm
Wow .. all these awesome drabbles today!  :)
Okay, here is my dabble.  Sorry, I went teeny bit over .. but here goes:


One Summer's Dream ..

Summer 1983

Jack whistled merrily and stuck his arm out of the truck window, loving the feeling of the warm summer breeze upon his skin.  Today had to be one of the happiest days of his life.  He glanced over at the passenger seat; Ennis was cracking his knuckles nervously, his eyes fixed on Jack.

“Ennis, we’re goin’ on holiday!  A fuckin’ long overdue holiday!  Why the hell are ya so tense?!  Relax, will ya?” Jack beamed, running a hand along Ennis’ thigh.

“Better focus on the road, Jack.  Don’t want ya drivin’ us off the damn road..” Ennis cautioned, a smile dancing around the corner of his lips.  “How long before we get there?

“Er..about two hours tops!”

About twenty minutes after they passed the sign welcoming them into Acuna, Mexico, Jack pulled up to the side of a small, yellow building with the words Casa de la Ciudad de Acuña carved on a metal sign by the front entrance.  They grabbed their bags and walked into the motel.  They were welcomed at the door by the aroma of incense and herbs; and by a cheerful middle-aged woman in a white peasant blouse and a twirly red skirt.  She said something in Spanish and flashed a bright smile.  Ennis looked over from her to Jack as he answered her; Jack must’ve known what he was saying because in a few moments, she was leading them down a narrow corridor to a little sunny room on the far right. 

“Well, fuck me!  Ya speak Spanish?”  Ennis asked in amazement once they were alone.  Jack nodded, reaching for his belt buckle and walking towards Ennis.

“I’m full a surprises, Ennis. Like..” he paused, eyeing Ennis’ lips, “Did ya know that I’ve had a boner for the past thirty minutes .. just waiting to get ya here, alone ..all to myself?” his breathing was growing ragged and their lips now a hare’s breath apart.  Ennis slid his hand between Jack’s legs and caressed the bulge he found there.  Jack sighed deeply; their lips came together, hard …

Jack awoke suddenly; beads of perspiration dotted all over his forehead.  He could feel the warm, wet stickiness down there, through the light fabric of his pajama bottoms.  The clock on Lureen’s vanity read 4.35am.  He lay back dolefully into the pillows and stared at the ceiling, his heart still racing.  Few moments later, he closed his eyes, praying for sleep and more ... That was to be his last dream of Ennis ..
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 03, 2007, 02:23:22 pm
Okay, something funny happened to me this morning when I read the daily drabble prompts...and I am going to completely and totally blame it on the medication I'm on.  I misread one of the prompts, and didn't realize it until just a moment ago when I read Leslie's drabble.  I'm sitting here laughing my ass off, so I decided to post my mistake anyway, hoping that maybe everyone will smile and cut me some slack since I think the blood thinning medicine is making me hallucinate.   ;)   lol    Cristine 
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Bill Paying Time



“What the hell is this?”  Jack threw the creased white envelope into Ennis’ lap with a mild irritation Ennis rarely saw from the man.

Ennis looked cautiously at the envelope in question, and cringed.

“Oh, where’d you find that?  Thought I hid it.”  Ennis ducked his eyes below his brim for just a moment before slowly looking up to gauge Jack’s expression.  “Just didn’t want you to be pissed, Bud.”

Jack’s mouth began to twitch. 

“You did hide it, friend.  Found it under your Hamley’s saddle catalog.” 

Jack’s mouth worked its way into a grin. 

“Now, please…explain THAT to me,” Jack laughed, pointing to the Addressee section on their shared utility bill: M. & Ms. Ennis del Mar.   

Ennis relaxed, shaking his head, joining in the laughter. “They screwed up.”

Jack snorted.

“Yeah, but now we did too.  Look at that.”  Jack pointed to the date in the corner.  “You hid it so well, the damn bill is overdue now.  We gonna have to pay a late fee, En.” 

Jack chuckled, more amused by Ennis’ expression than annoyed by the electric company’s mistake.

“aahh, fuck!”  Ennis grumbled.

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(192 Words) 
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Post by: Lumière on April 03, 2007, 02:34:27 pm
Hey C!

I read it the same way when I saw the prompts this morning! hehe..  ;D
I only clued in like way later!! lol
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 03, 2007, 02:38:00 pm
Hey C!

I read it the same way when I saw the prompts this morning! hehe..  ;D
I only clued in like way later!! lol

LOL !!!  Thank you!   I guess I should write another one, properly this time.  ;)
But I was laughing so hard, I just had to post it.   ;) 
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 03, 2007, 02:43:03 pm
LOL !!!  Thank you!   I guess I should write another one, properly this time.  ;)
But I was laughing so hard, I just had to post it.   ;) 

Hey, I am glad you did, I think it's great!

L
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Post by: Cameron on April 03, 2007, 02:43:38 pm
HI,

This is so wonderful, what a super amazing drabble party we got going on here today. ;D ;D ;D

I don't know how to put in more than one quote at a time but,

L-so glad your drabbling again, I leave the brown ones too.

Mark and Fern-Wonderful drabbles again!

M-You really had me going today, wow, that was something.!!!

C-great fun drabble, no matter what the prompt.

Thiis is so cool  8)

Marl
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 03, 2007, 02:49:05 pm
Hey, I am glad you did, I think it's great!

L

lol   Thanks.   ;)   
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Post by: mariez on April 03, 2007, 04:52:48 pm
.  .  .
Jack took a handful of candies from the bowl and smoothed out Ennis’s palm, counting the colored ones into it. “Tell ya what, you eat these and I’ll eat the brown and then nothin’ goes ta waste.”

Ennis laughed. “You’d do that for me?”

“I would,” Jack nodded.

”Must be love.” 

Nothing like Lazy L Jack and Ennis to brighten my day.   :laugh:  I like the red ones myself! 

.  .  .
Jack awoke suddenly; beads of perspiration dotted all over his forehead.  He could feel the warm, wet stickiness down there, through the light fabric of his pajama bottoms.  The clock on Lureen’s vanity read 4.35am.  He lay back dolefully into the pillows and stared at the ceiling, his heart still racing.  Few moments later, he closed his eyes, praying for sleep and more ... That was to be his last dream of Ennis ..
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God, you're killing me here, Milli.  As soon as I saw that date, I knew.  :'(

Okay, something funny happened to me this morning when I read the daily drabble prompts...and I am going to completely and totally blame it on the medication I'm on.  I misread one of the prompts, and didn't realize it until just a moment ago when I read Leslie's drabble.  I'm sitting here laughing my ass off, so I decided to post my mistake anyway, hoping that maybe everyone will smile and cut me some slack since I think the blood thinning medicine is making me hallucinate.   ;)   lol    Cristine 
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.  . .“Now, please…explain THAT to me,” Jack laughed, pointing to the Addressee section on their shared utility bill: M. & Ms. Ennis del Mar.    

Hey, kids - I did the same thing - it took me two drabbles to figure it out - I'm thinking "Wow, that's weird why is everyone writing about M&M's?"  LOL!!! 

I loved this C, - it was great seeing them as a "married couple" - in any form!  LOL!  Glad you're back at drabblefest!

Thanks,
Marie


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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 03, 2007, 05:04:53 pm
Thanks Marie!    :)
And I'm feeling better about my mistake now.  lol
I wasn't the only one who glanced at it and didn't see candy.  lol   ;) 
(But it was fun blaming my meds, anyway.)    ;)
 
C*
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 04, 2007, 07:09:49 am
Folks,

I guess the proper way to write the candy is m&ms. Who knew? Anyway, it was fun, even with the mixup. This is all about creativity anyway, isn't it?

Give these a go for today


L
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Post by: Penthesilea on April 04, 2007, 07:40:17 am
Hiya drabblers,

I'm not as good as a cheerleader as our Maire, but I still love all those drabbles.

Marlen, you have me especially hooked with Tom and the artist. Love the idea of serial drabbles.

I didn't have time for drabbling myself the past days, Now I have - but my mind is totally blank regarding todays prompts.

Oh, and haunted: I loved the way you misread the M&Ms prompt :laugh:.
Title: It couldn't have just been the booze.
Post by: TH on April 04, 2007, 09:04:51 am
   Pawing over oranges, in the citrus fruit section... he looked up to see himself standing there.  A doppelganger. 

   "Be lenient with yourself."

   "Whut?"

   "Be lenient with yourself."  ... an it was gone.

   No one else seemed to have taken any notice. 

   This ghostly other self had told him something... he would have expected to hear from those who cared about him. 

   Damn... it couldn't have just been the booze. 


(69 words)
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Post by: Cameron on April 04, 2007, 09:46:09 am
Chrissie,

Thank you so much, I am so very glad that you are enjoying them!!!!!

 :)
Marl
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Post by: Cameron on April 04, 2007, 10:21:39 am
The Explanation

(July 2003)
"I guess I need to tell you the whole story” the artist said.  He lit a new stick of incense and put it in the vase on the table.  This one smelled different that the ones before, it smelled like citrus fruit mostly.  Ennis sat at the table looking at the artist.  His head and his heart were pounding.

“Are you sure that your okay?  Can I get you that tea now?" the artist asked with concern.

Ennis nodded.  He hadn’t slept for days. The artist made the tea, brought the cups over and sat down at the table.

“Where do I start?  I suppose I need to tell you about myself.  I’m from the east.  From a little town in Delaware, of all places.  I ran away to New York when I was sixteen.  I had to get away from my family.  Let’s just say my parents were not very lenient.  It was tough, real tough, but New York sure was something in those days.”

The artist paused and looked at Ennis staring at him.  “I guess you have no idea, I’ll bet you never were out of Wyoming.”

Ennis managed a smile.  The artist chuckled.

“It was tough, I slept in the streets and on park benches.  If I was lucky I slept on a stranger’s couch.  Usually it was in a stranger’s bed” the artist continued but his voice became quieter.

“But it was something, I met all kinds of people, wild, crazy, creative people.  There was music and art and the most intense nights.  I saw and learned so much.”

Ennis remembered the magazine Cassie once showed him, with pictures of strange people wearing all black and with hair of all colors.  He remembered looking with disbelief.  He never imagined he would ever meet one of these people.  “How the hell did ya end up out here?”  Ennis thought to himself, not realizing he said it out loud.

The artist stopped, but then went on.  “I met a few special people too.  The first was older.  He was a professor, he taught me so much, about life, about art” the artist said, his voice again getting softer.  He paused, his pale eyes peering into Ennis’s soul.

“The second was my age.  I met him at a bar.  He wasn’t from anywhere around there.  He was visiting for a few days.  He walked into the bar, a gay bar” and the artist paused.  “He looked scared.  I watched him for a while, then I went over to him.  He stayed in New York, we were together for almost seven years.”  The artist closed his eyes.  “We were so different, yet deep down he was my doppelganger.”

Ennis stared at him quizzically.  The artist laughed a little.  “He was like my double, in the inside at least, my soul mate, like we were meant for each other, I thought we would be together forever….”

A sad look came over his pale face.  Ennis closed his eyes.  But the artist was still before him.  He opened them again and reached over to take the artists’ cool hand.

(I know I am so over, sorry.)
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Post by: Lumière on April 04, 2007, 11:37:39 am

Oooh, I loved that Marl! 
You are such a tease - giving us tiny bits at a time like you are ..  :P
But I love it!

TH ~  Good to see ya drabbling again!  :)

Cheers,
~M
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Post by: mariez on April 04, 2007, 12:32:42 pm
I didn't have time for drabbling myself the past days, Now I have - but my mind is totally blank regarding todays prompts. 

I'm always happy to see a Chrissi Drabble - whenever inspiration strikes  :)


.  .  .
   "Be lenient with yourself."  ... an it was gone. 

Wonderful, TH!  Couldn't we all use a doppelganger like that at times.


.  .  . “He was like my double, in the inside at least,.  .  .

Yes, the "inside" that we can't see is the most important part!  More, please.   :)

I knew I was gonna love that "doppelganger" prompt. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 04, 2007, 02:08:56 pm

Oh, and haunted: I loved the way you misread the M&Ms prompt :laugh:.

lol   I'm glad I got a chuckle yesterday.    :laugh:

But, like you, I'm also drawing a blank today.    ;)
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Post by: Cameron on April 04, 2007, 02:36:34 pm

Aww M, That made me so happy :)
and Marie, don't worry there will be more soon ;)

Thank you so much,
 :-*
Marl

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Post by: Lumière on April 04, 2007, 03:40:28 pm
My dabble ..
I promise to be good after this - I went over by 149 words (yikes.. I know..)
But pls bear with me ..  8)


A Hidden Truth ..

Friday, August 30th 1963

She chopped up the cored apples and dropped them into a clean bowl, pouring a little orange juice over them just as they started to brown.  The little kitchen was filled with mouth-watering aromas of roasted pork and apple pie baking in the oven.  She placed the bowl of fruit salad in the old refrigerator and wiped her hands on her apron.  She was in high spirits because he was home again, after being gone for the past few months.  She’d missed him an awful lot; he was her beacon of light, a sparkle of hope, a burst of joy in her otherwise humdrum life. 

She cleaned the kitchen table, straightened the plastic table cloth and headed up the creaky wooden stairs to the bedrooms.  She opened the door to his little room and stuck her head in .. The little twin bed was rumpled and unmade, and a few dirty socks lay around it carelessly.  It didn’t seem to matter how many times she told him to keep his room tidy.. She stripped the bed and remade it with fresh sheets from the linen closet.  John always accused her of being too soft on him, too lenient.. But he was her little boy, the only one she’d been able to have, despite her wish for a house full of children. 

She picked up the dirty socks and a pair of old jeans hanging from the chair by the bed, starting to wonder if he had any clean clothes at all. She peeked into his closet and added a vest and his navy sweater to the filthy pile in her arms.  She was turning to leave when she noticed a bit of sleeve sticking out from behind the closet.  She shook her head, wondering why he’d put it there.  She’d almost gotten it off the hanger when she realized there was another underneath it.  It must’ve been new because she was certain he didn’t have it when he left in the spring. Its buttons were ripped, dried blood stains all over the sleeve, some on the front …

Later that evening, she watched him devour the juicy chunk of roast on his plate, famished after a hard day of mowing and gate-mending.  “I keep telling ya Pa,” he said in between bites, “When I bring Ennis here, we’ll transform this place!  He’s a real hard worker, real sharp and committed .. knows more about horses than I do .. plus he can cook!” Jack enthused.  The ol’ man mumbled something, never looking up from his food.  Her unflinching gaze rested on her son; she smiled, thankful that she’d left them undisturbed in the little corner where she’d found them .. 



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Post by: Cameron on April 04, 2007, 05:53:28 pm
M,
Another awesome drabble.
Momma Twist is so understanding. :)
Cheers to ya,
Marl
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Post by: mariez on April 04, 2007, 06:12:04 pm
. . .But he was her little boy, . . .   

Yes, and he always will be.  Someone once said that the decision to have a child is to decide forever to have your heart walking around outside your body - maybe that's why moms always seem to know.  Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, Milli.

Thank You!
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on April 04, 2007, 07:31:43 pm
Thank you  M & M (without the 's'  ..   :P) ..


Someone once said that the decision to have a child is to decide forever to have your heart walking around outside your body - maybe that's why moms always seem to know. 

Amazing, thanks Marie!  :)
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Post by: fernly on April 04, 2007, 09:59:42 pm
Shards

He saw him again, just pieces of the man, never whole. Turning the corner from the Riverton post office. Eyebrow like a raven’s wing. In a truck driving past the road crew that next summer. Strong hand, long fingers, beating time to a song he caught just a couple notes of.

He saw him again, just pieces of the man, never whole. Balanced on the rails of a bucking chute as the roan bronc settled. Strong back tense, leaning, ready. Climbing up into the cab to try the newest combine. Hair just long enough to curl, catching sunlight.

More than nothing. Even broken, carried it all inside him.

Held to that. What he couldn’t never let go of.



I write dopplegangers into my fanfic. Ones they never recognize, same as in the film. But I thought, for today’s prompt, maybe this much. So I’m bending the rules I guess, since it’s inspired by, though not containing the word.
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 05, 2007, 07:29:55 am
Morning all,

Try these:


And if anyone is wondering why I have a foot of snow on my mind, this is my backyard this morning!

(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h243/lnicoll/DSCN0267.jpg)

L
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Post by: souxi on April 05, 2007, 09:05:37 am
Morning all,

Try these:

  • a foot of snow
  • swimming pool
  • Xerox

And if anyone is wondering why I have a foot of snow on my mind, this is my backyard this morning!

(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h243/lnicoll/DSCN0267.jpg)

L


Wow thats some back garden Leslie!! :o It looks beautiful.. your very lucky.
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 05, 2007, 09:24:53 am

Wow thats some back garden Leslie!! :o It looks beautiful.. your very lucky.

Well, I like it better without all the white stuff, especially in April!

Here's a warmer view, from last August.

(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h243/lnicoll/th_DSCN1914.jpg) (http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h243/lnicoll/DSCN1914.jpg)

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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on April 05, 2007, 09:30:47 am
Well, I like it better without all the white stuff, especially in April!

Here's a warmer view, from last August.

(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h243/lnicoll/th_DSCN1914.jpg) (http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h243/lnicoll/DSCN1914.jpg)



hey Leslie if you like the warmer view, why dont you come down here to Fla and get that at least 9 months out of the year! ;)
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 05, 2007, 09:38:41 am
hey Leslie if you like the warmer view, why dont you come down here to Fla and get that at least 9 months out of the year! ;)

Thanks for the invite, Dev, but I could never live in Florida...

Okay folks, enough diversions here. Let's get drabbling!

L
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Post by: Cameron on April 05, 2007, 10:01:59 am
(I don't mean to keep stringing this out, but I am already way over....)

The Apartment

(July 2003)
“We were together for seven years” the artist repeated, his eyes gazing off at an unseen distance.  “After the first year or so we got a nice apartment.  Those were some great days.  I kept hoping it would never end.  There was a snowstorm once, we got way over a foot of snow, we didn’t get out of …….”  The artist looked over at Ennis, and gave a little laugh.  “We didn’t go outside for over three days” he said with a chuckle.

“You know, sometimes a person could be living the best days of their lives and not even know it.  Not have a clue.  But I did know” the artist continued.  “I really did.  I always wished there was a way to copy the special days on a Xerox machine, so you can take them out and look at them and repeat them over and over again, every time you need to.”

Ennis turned away from the artist.  He could feel the tears grow in his eyes.  How often he thought, “if only I’d known, if only I’d known.”

The artist picked up his tea cup.  He took the one from Ennis too.  He silently got up and went to make some more hot tea.

He came back to the table with the two hot cups.  Ennis took one in his hands.  The artist sat back down, and held on to the handle of his tea cup.  “We had a real nice place, real nice.  Friends from all over the city came over all the time.  It almost was like a party every night.  I didn’t always want to be around a lot of people.  But those evenings, I always knew, that soon I’d be alone with him.”  The artist took a sip of tea and sighed.

“Luckily, he came from a little money, we had real nice place.  I could never have had it on my own.  There even was a swimming pool, a big one in the basement.”  All of a sudden the artist let out a loud laugh.  Ennis was startled and looked up at him.  “I just thought of the time, well, we had a little too much wine, and we went swimming in the early morning.”  The artist laughed again.  “We went swimming the natural way” he said, looking directly at Ennis.  “We didn’t know it was the time the old ladies in the building had their daily swim.”  The artist laughed again, his face suddenly looking like it was lit from the inside by the sun.  Ennis smiled too.

But just as quickly as it came, the sun faded away.  The darkness came back again.

“Yes, I wish I had a copy of those days, damn, I wish I did.”

Ennis closed his eyes.  He wished that he did too.


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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 05, 2007, 10:06:19 am
Twenty minutes later the pair head for the door, Ennis resumes his banter “Ah whole month….Huh?…What took ya so damn long?…..Scared…er what Jack.” Ennis looks back, Jack pushing him, through the door.

“Scared?….Me?…..If I made ya come inta that tent one night sooner you’da gone running down lickidy split….left me up there ta tend the sheep myself……’Sides wanted ta court ya proper….” Jack said as they walked the deserted hallway to the elevators.

“Court me proper?…..All I remember is ya sneakin’ a lookin’ when I wuz washin’ up, bet ya didn’t think I saw?…… Huh?…..getting’ me drunk so I couldn’t ride up ta the sheep….an….telling’ me ta come in the tent……and…”

“And?….” Jack turn to Ennis. “What about before?”

“And….and……

"And?

"And telling me all them bull riddin’ stories…at night by the campfire …lookin’ up at the stars…..and … skinning that Elk ya went with me ta shoot……and askin me ‘bout my brother ‘n sister…..and washin’ my face up that time I fell of the horse….sayin’ we should be both stayin’ in camp at night……..having my supper always ready when I came back, even if it was burned…….”

“And?….”

Ennis looks down.

“And….” Jack places is hand on Ennis’s shoulder. “And….singing ta ya when ya fell asleep by the fire….holdin’ ya …just a little….”

“Jack….that wuz you?”

Jack nods, the door opens to an empty elevator car and they step in.

“Thought all this time I dreamed that….”

“More than once bud…”

“Damn you Twist….” Ennis’s eye start to fill. Jack grabs in in a tight embrace, broken only when the bell chimes and the doors open to the lobby.

“Hey Ennis ya wanna walk by the pool on the way out?”

“There’s a pool?”

“And Jacuzzi.”

“C’n we swim?” Ennis says with excitement.

“Sure Ennis…Brought some old trunks I had just in case.”

“Don’t know….never swam with trunks on before….especially with you…..mebe we can come down here middle o’ the night an swim when no ones around….huh?”

Jack smiles back at Ennis, winks. “Sure enough Ennis….” Security cameras be damned he thought.

 (http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Doubletree_Hotel_Denver_home_left.jpg)


Excerpt from 'SUITS, SHIRTS AND 25 MEANS SILVER'
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Post by: mariez on April 05, 2007, 12:28:24 pm
Shards

.  .  . just pieces of the man, never whole. 

Never whole, indeed.  You're a wonder, Fern. 


.  .  .“You know, sometimes a person could be living the best days of their lives and not even know it.  Not have a clue. .  .  .   

So true, so true.  This is a beautiful series, Marl. 


.  .  .“Don’t know….never swam with trunks on before….especially with you…..mebe we can come down here middle o’ the night an swim when no ones around….huh?”

Jack smiles back at Ennis, winks. “Sure enough Ennis….” Security cameras be damned he thought.

Excerpt from 'SUITS, SHIRTS AND 25 MEANS SILVER' 

 :laugh: I thought of this chapter when I saw the prompt, Mark!  How's the next chapter coming? 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on April 05, 2007, 01:19:34 pm
My dabble ..  :)


Up in Smoke ..

November 1978

Jack’s eyes drifted open as he awoke to the sound of a crackling fire and the whistle of the night wind outside the little cabin windows.  Ennis was sitting in the rocking chair by the wooden table, brown eyes fixed on Jack.

“What time is it?” Jack said in a sleep-clogged voice.

“’Bout eight .. I got a beef stew goin’ on the stove.  We can eat some of that soon.  Ya hungry?” he asked, still watching Jack intently.

Jack nodded and turned to look out the window.  “Fuck!  Snow’s comin’ down like crazy out there!  Bound to be about a foot of it by mornin’!” he exclaimed, sitting up in bed.  “Very nice of ya friend to give us this place for the week again, Ennis … Maybe we oughta build our own cabin some place, just you and me.  We could ya know?!”

Ennis smiled quietly, still watching him; his eyes roaming on Jack’s bare chest.

“I know where I’m gonna take ya next summer, if you’d like to go..” Jack continued, not dissuaded by Ennis’ silence.  “There’s this dude ranch over in Dubois - Paradise Ranch or Heavenly Ranch .. some name like that.  Anyway, I’m gonna take ya there for a few days.  They got ridin’ trails, and we could go fishin’, huntin’ and they even got swimming pools, not to mention some damn good home cookin’..” Jack rattled on, excitement written all over his face.

“So ya been there before..?” Ennis asked softly.

“Yeah..”

“Ya went by yerself?” brown eyes still fixed on Jack.

Jack searched Ennis’ face for a moment.  Why the fuck was he in such a mood tonight?  Everything was swell when they'd collapsed in a sweaty heap not too long ago..  “Yeah, I did..” he replied, a puzzled look on his face.

Ennis stood up abruptly and walked over to the bubbling pot on the woodstove.  He reached into his pocket and pulled out the piece of paper that had fallen out of Jack’s shirt pocket when they’d undressed hurriedly a few hours before. “We’ll meet in Dubois.  Will tell you when & where.  Randall”.  He crunched the paper and dropped it in the fire.

“Let’s eat..” he finally said, carrying the steaming pot to the wooden table.



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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 05, 2007, 06:27:31 pm
My dabble ..  :)


Up in Smoke ..

 
Ennis stood up abruptly and walked over to the bubbling pot on the woodstove.  He reached into his pocket and pulled out the piece of paper that had fallen out of Jack’s shirt pocket when they’d undressed hurriedly a few hours before. “We’ll meet in Dubois.  Will tell you when & where.  Randall”.  He crunched the paper and dropped it in the fire.

“Let’s eat..” he finally said, carrying the steaming pot to the wooden table.



                                                 
Good drabble!
Sadly if I were Ennis that likely would have been that last time I ever met Jack.
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Post by: Lumière on April 05, 2007, 06:43:31 pm
Good drabble!
Sadly if I were Ennis that likely would have been that last time I ever met Jack.

Thanks Mark.  I see what you mean .. :)

I guess 'my drabble Ennis' did not want to deal with the idea that Jack was possibly seeing other men.  He chose to give Jack the benefit of the doubt and not press the matter further because he was not prepared to know the whole truth;  and he also harbored his own guilt for holding back Jack's dream of a life together .. So I guess a part of him felt responsible for Jack's 'extra-curricular' activities with other men, if he was infact having them ..  :)

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Post by: mariez on April 05, 2007, 06:47:34 pm
.  .  .“Ya went by yerself?” brown eyes still fixed on Jack. .  . .

Awww, killing me again, Milli.  God, how sad and frustrating for them both.   

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 06, 2007, 12:00:26 am

 :laugh: I thought of this chapter when I saw the prompt, Mark!  How's the next chapter coming? 

Thanks,
Marie
it's all worked out in my head, just have to put it down.

Mark
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Post by: fernly on April 06, 2007, 02:19:34 am
First Snow

The first snow came in November. So late this year. It had been cold enough for weeks, but all the clouds that passed overhead had been thin and empty and did nothing except turn the air gray. Alma looked out the window at the snowflakes floating down now, slow, quiet, lacy and beautiful. “... a foot of snow at least by morning,” that’s what the forecaster on the radio had said. She hoped maybe it would be enough to tempt Ennis to go sledding again like that one time last year. They could leave the baby with her sister for an extra hour or two, have some fun together. It was their anniversary, after all. They could do more to celebrate than just having the dinner at the Knife and Fork she’d been saving up for. She smiled to herself, remembering how Ennis had laughed out loud, how he’d held onto her so tight, how it scared her flying down the icy hill, the wind rushing into her face, bringing tears into her eyes just from the cold, but she always knew she was going to be allright, that Ennis was there, to keep her safe.



(first time I've ever been able to write anything from Alma's point of view :-\)
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Post by: Lumière on April 06, 2007, 02:30:34 am
First Snow

(first time I've ever been able to write anything from Alma's point of view :-\)

And it was lovely Fern.
That toboggan scene was practically the only happy, playful, tender scene we ever saw between E & A.
It must've been a little moment of pure carefree fun she treasured ..
Cheers.  :)

~M
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Post by: fernly on April 06, 2007, 02:53:57 am
And it was lovely Fern.
That toboggan scene was practically the only happy, playful, tender scene we ever saw between E & A.
It must've been a little moment of pure carefree fun she treasured ..
Cheers.  :)

~M

Thank you, Milli! :)
I wondered while I was writing, if maybe that was all the honeymoon/vacation they had time or money for...
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Post by: Penthesilea on April 06, 2007, 06:42:37 am

Up in Smoke ..

November 1978

Ennis stood up abruptly and walked over to the bubbling pot on the woodstove.  He reached into his pocket and pulled out the piece of paper that had fallen out of Jack’s shirt pocket when they’d undressed hurriedly a few hours before. “We’ll meet in Dubois.  Will tell you when & where.  Randall”.  He crunched the paper and dropped it in the fire.

“Let’s eat..” he finally said, carrying the steaming pot to the wooden table.                                               

Oh Milli, that was so sad.


Quote
From Fernly:
I wondered while I was writing, if maybe that was all the honeymoon/vacation they had time or money for...

Yes, I think so. I liked your Alma drabble.
The tobogganing scene is somehow often overlooked.
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 06, 2007, 08:58:57 am
Good morning all,

For today...


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Post by: TH on April 06, 2007, 09:48:14 am
   The black and tan stood barking, a silk scarf about its neck.  Along the road he saw a woman with a profound, mesmerized gaze about her.  The dog left to follow. 


(31 words)
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Post by: mariez on April 06, 2007, 12:58:18 pm
.  .  . She smiled to herself, remembering how Ennis had laughed out loud, how he’d held onto her so tight, how it scared her flying down the icy hill, the wind rushing into her face, bringing tears into her eyes just from the cold, but she always knew she was going to be allright, that Ennis was there, to keep her safe.

(first time I've ever been able to write anything from Alma's point of view :-\) 

I'll say it again - you're so damn good, Fern.  This comforts me and saddens me at the same time.  I love Milli's comment about Alma treasuring this little moment . . . sigh.


   The black and tan stood barking, a silk scarf about its neck.  Along the road he saw a woman with a profound, mesmerized gaze about her.  The dog left to follow. 

(31 words) 

TH, I'm impressed - all three prompts used so effectively in 31 words.  I love your drabbles - they always make me think. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on April 06, 2007, 02:04:01 pm
Thank you, Milli! :)
I wondered while I was writing, if maybe that was all the honeymoon/vacation they had time or money for...

That was most likely the case.
Still, like Chrissi said, it is a moment that we sometimes miss .. Good on ya for bringing it up .. :)


Oh Milli, that was so sad.

Awww, killing me again, Milli.  God, how sad and frustrating for them both.   

Thanks,
Marie

Sorry about all the angst ..
I seem to have bushels of it in me sometimes..  ;)


~M
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Post by: Lumière on April 06, 2007, 04:18:47 pm
   The black and tan stood barking, a silk scarf about its neck.  Along the road he saw a woman with a profound, mesmerized gaze about her.  The dog left to follow. 

TH ~  Your drabble created a picture in my head ... :)


The black and tan stood barking, a silk scarf about its neck. 
Along the road he saw a woman with a profound, mesmerized gaze about her. 
The dog left to follow.

...


A little boy burst onto the road from a nearby field;
Peddling eagerly on an oversized bike.
The old black and tan yelped and chased after him;
The colourful silk scarf floating like butterflies in the wind.
They blew past the woman in the blue dress
Heading for the little farmhouse half a mile away.
“Ennis!  Slow down before ya hurt yerself!” she cried,
Shaking her head as her son wobbled on the old bike..

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Post by: mariez on April 06, 2007, 04:23:13 pm

Sorry about all the angst ..
I seem to have bushels of it in me sometimes..  ;)

~M 
   

Don't be sorry, M! -  like the song says - it "hurts so good." 

Thanks!
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on April 06, 2007, 04:27:26 pm

Wet..

Ennis closed his eyes and steadied himself, open palms pressed hard against the cold, wet tiles.  Jack leaned heavily against his back.  He snaked his arms underneath Ennis’ outstretched ones and rubbed the bar of soap slowly over the hard chest, warm water raining down.  Ennis gasped from the simple touch; rivulets of water ran down his face into his open mouth.  Every part of his body that Jack caressed seemed to tingle; every touch was as exquisitely soft and smooth and delicate as the finest silk upon his skin. He could feel Jack’s erection pressed tightly against the small of his back, sliding slowly and teasingly on the wet skin. 

“Oh Jack..” he sighed, moaning with pleasure as a soapy hand enveloped his rigid, aching dick; sliding up and down the entire length of him - amazingly, tauntingly slow, driving him mad with desire.  Just when he was starting to think he couldn’t last another minute of this, Jack stopped stroking him … A wet whisper from behind him drifted to his ears, “I need ya to feel me inside ya … please let me..” he begged.

“Please Jack ..” he breathed again, sucking in air as he felt Jack push in, slowly at first and then he was all in; one arm holding fast to Ennis’ hip, another reaching around him.  Ennis gasped and swallowed a mouthful of water … Jack was moving inside him, kissing him to the north, stroking him to the south.. He was drowning in the sensuous, profound depths of longing; craving, begging and moaning for more …

She lay very still on her corner of the bed, weak arms holding the quilt tightly against her chest.  She stared out into the empty darkness, unblinking eyes fixed blankly at the ceiling.  A tear ran down the corner of her eye and into her ear.  She listened helplessly as he whimpered for the third time, “Oh Jack...”


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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 06, 2007, 04:34:37 pm
Ennis thinking to Jack
Jack...Jack I'm sorry I had to send you away. I can't tell you how bad I feel, know I won't sleep a wink thinkin' what I put you through.. I sent you the card to let you know my troubles, felt better that I could tell 'm to you. I just wasn't thinkin', didn't know what the words would mean to you. I took that smile of yours right off you face, never saw ya lookin' so sad. So sorry ya came all this way, wouldn't blame ya a bit if ya never came back. Jack...Jack it felt so good to be in in your arms, see that smile 'fore I took it away. Jack I hope you can forgive me, and sure hope you be there next month like ya said.






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Post by: mariez on April 06, 2007, 04:43:01 pm
TH ~  Your drabble created a picture in my head ... :)


The black and tan stood barking, a silk scarf about its neck. 
Along the road he saw a woman with a profound, mesmerized gaze about her. 
The dog left to follow.

...


A little boy burst onto the road from a nearby field;
Peddling eagerly on an oversized bike.
The old black and tan yelped and chased after him;
The colourful silk scarf floating like butterflies in the wind.
They blew past the woman in the blue dress
Heading for the little farmhouse half a mile away.
“Ennis!  Slow down before ya hurt yerself!” she cried,
Shaking her head as her son wobbled on the old bike..


Wow!! A drabble inspiring a drabble - I think that may be a first!  I love it, M!  Yes, TH's wonderful drabble stayed in my mind, too.  What a creative gift you both have.
 

.  . . A tear ran down the corner of her eye and into her ear.  She listening helplessly as he whimpered for the third time, “Oh Jack...” 

Gasp - I wasn't expecting that.  Oh, my . . .  You weren't kidding about the bushels! 

Ennis thinking to Jack
Jack...Jack I'm sorry I had to send you away. I can't tell you how bad I feel, know I won't sleep a wink thinkin' what I put you through.. I sent you the card to let you know my troubles, felt better that I could tell 'm to you. I just wasn't thinkin', didn't know what the words would mean to you. I took that smile of yours right off you face, never saw ya lookin' so sad. So sorry ya came all this way, wouldn't blame ya a bit if ya never came back. Jack...Jack it felt so good to be in in your arms, see that smile 'fore I took it away. Jack I hope you can forgive me, and sure hope you be there next month like ya said.   

Thank you for this, Mark.  It's exactly what I imagine Ennis's thoughts were. 

Thanks, again
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on April 06, 2007, 05:56:38 pm
(...and Marl sneaks in here real fast and drops this off, hoping no one will see her cause it is way over...)

The Explanation Continued

(July 2003)
Ennis looked at the artist.  He was sitting at the table with his head down.  The incense had almost burned down to the end.  The artist was now paler than anyone he had ever seen.  Paler than he thought a person could be.  It was almost the early hours of the morning.

“Look” Ennis said.  “I don’t understand, I don’t understand how any of this has to do with Jack and me.”

The artist raised his head.  His eyes were pale and sad, and now red from unseen tears.

He whispered “It has a lot to do with you….”  He paused then leaned toward Ennis “and Jack.”  He whispered it as if he could not bear to say his name.

The artist got up and left the room.  He came back with something black and tan in his hands.  It was silk, a scarf.  The artist sat back down.  Ennis just stared but nothing was any clearer at all.  Nothing made any sense.

“But then after seven years, my….,my friend, he decided to go back.  He said he needed to help at home.  So he left New York City.  I would have gone with him, I would have gone anywhere with him.”  The artist continued but then stopped and closed his eyes.  He held the scarf to his head.

“I would have gone, I wanted to go…..” the artist said with his voice now trembling and lost.  “I kept telling him that I wanted to go, that I needed to go, but he said no.  He said he had to go home, but he couldn’t live this way at home.  He couldn’t live with another man where he came from.  He just said no.”

Ennis reached out and touched the scarf, it was smooth and cool.

“That was almost four years ago, at first I didn’t know how I could make it.  He called me sometimes, he said there was no reason we couldn’t still be in touch, but I couldn’t stand it that way.  That’s when I began to make the things, only smaller at first.  That was the only thing that kept me sane.  No, not sane, alive.”  The artist stood up and walked towards the window and looked outside.  He turned back around.  “Then about two years ago he called one day.  He left a message on my machine.  He was crying.  He said something happened.  He begged me to come and see him.  He ended the message saying ‘there’s a reason, I finally understand why it is this way.”

“I had no idea what he was talking about, but it sounded very profound.  He never cried before.  I was on the plane the very next day” the artist said as he sat back down at the table.

The artist looked troubled, his brow was wrinkled and his eyes looked almost white in the soft kitchen light and they glistened with tears.  He was twisting one end of the black and tan scarf in his hands.

Ennis looked at his watch.  It was a very old watch.  It was early in the morning.  He rubbed his forehead.  He was very tired and his head again felt like it would explode.  He took the other end of the scarf in his hands.
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Post by: TH on April 06, 2007, 09:25:29 pm
Wow!! A drabble inspiring a drabble - I think that may be a first!  I love it, M!  Yes, TH's wonderful drabble stayed in my mind, too.  What a creative gift you both have.

 Not the first actually but perhaps the first sent in.  There was a drabble a little while ago that inspired one and I wrote the author to ask if it was ok to build on a drabble.  I was asked not to. 

  thanks for your comments.
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Post by: Lumière on April 07, 2007, 02:17:56 am
(...and Marl sneaks in here real fast and drops this off, hoping no one will see her cause it is way over...)

The Explanation Continued

Hmmm...And of course, you would end the drabble just when the explanation was getting all detailed ..  :P

Cheers Marl. :)
~M
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Post by: Cameron on April 07, 2007, 02:34:15 am

Sorry about all the angst ..


Sorry?  Would we all be Brokies if we didn't love angst........?
 
:D
Marl
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Post by: fernly on April 07, 2007, 02:55:47 am
Present

        The girls were at school, so she had most of the day. She put the key in the lock, turned it, heard the familiar click. She reached up, but didn't quite touch the 2 on the door. Last time she’d have to come back here. Just a couple more boxes to sort through. Wipe down the counters and sink in the kitchen. She'd just been too tired last night to do one more thing. Then she'd drop the key off at the real estate office.  Monroe had offered to help today, like he had other days, but she'd refused this time. Needed to have this last day here by herself. Finish things.
        Once the kitchen was clean, cleaner than it had ever been while they were living here she admitted ruefully to herself, she sat down on the floor, pulled the boxes close, and started making two piles, one for keeping, one for throwing out. She didn't think the keeping pile would be very big. What was still here was leftovers, things she or the girls hadn't put in one of the boxes that had already been taken to their new house. Her new house. She smiled at that, disbelieving still, but daring herself to be happy.
        A faded pillowcase. Throw-away pile. A spiral notebook, every page empty. She put it in the keep pile. One of the girls could use it. An old gray and black wool scarf, wound tight around two gray mittens. And she was flung back twelve years, to a cold day in November, snow turning everything outside the windows white, her first full day married. Watching Ennis carefully open the package she'd handed him. He'd pulled the mittens on, but he put the scarf gently around her neck when he saw she didn't have one, said he didn't really feel the cold. And he didn't seem to. He would have stayed out on that hill for hours longer than her, flying down it over and over. Just that one day. They never went back. She never saw him wear the mittens again or the scarf ever. When she asked, he said they were too good for his work on the road crew or at the ranch. She fingered the sturdy rows of stitches. Remembered knitting them that summer. Would have been fine, but he didn't want them. She put the little bundle on the throw-away pile.



and yes, obsessive canon-ite that I am (at least up to this point in the movie) the scarf and mittens are movie-canon, though of course their origins and significance are open to interpretation ;)

fellow drabblers - today as always it's a pleasure to read your work
Marie - I am so grateful for the time you take to read and comment.
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 07, 2007, 07:56:44 am
Hello all...

Let's go with these:


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Title: ...turned on his heel and went back to work.
Post by: TH on April 07, 2007, 10:01:16 am
   Alma said "No" to his having the girls.  He threw the chocolate Easter Bunny, eggs and crocuses behind the trailer, turned on his heel and went back to work. 

(words:  29)
Title: another try at minimalism...
Post by: TH on April 07, 2007, 11:51:06 am
A chocolate Easter Bunny, coloured eggs, crocuses and a heel of ham.  His girls were coming!

(words:  16)
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Post by: mariez on April 07, 2007, 01:21:10 pm
The Explanation Continued

(July 2003)
Ennis looked at the artist.  He was sitting at the table with his head down.  The incense had almost burned down to the end.  The artist was now paler than anyone he had ever seen.  Paler than he thought a person could be.  It was almost the early hours of the morning. 

Oh, that's intriguing - the incense has burned down, the night is ending, and the artist is paler than ever . . . love how you tied these together, Marl.   Creates quite an image.


Sorry?  Would we all be Brokies if we didn't love angst........?
 
:D
Marl 

Ain't that the truth?  LOL!


.  .  .Would have been fine, but he didn't want them. . . . 

Damn. I love a perfectly written sentence (and a perfectly written drabble, for that matter  :)).


   Alma said "No" to his having the girls.  He threw the chocolate Easter Bunny, eggs and crocuses behind the trailer, turned on his heel and went back to work. 

(words:  29)


A chocolate Easter Bunny, coloured eggs, crocuses and a heel of ham.  His girls were coming!

(words:  16)

TH, these "concentrated" drabbles are terrific.  Maxium effect from a minimal number of words.


.  .  .
Junior giggled. Ennis’s eyes met his wife’s; whew was the look he gave her.

Alma shrugged lightly. “I never read it, either, Ennis.”   

That's so sweet - it's nice seeing Alma and Ennis as a team, here.  This makes me want to dig out The Velveteen Rabbit, which I know is in a box somewhere in my basement, and read it again.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on April 07, 2007, 02:17:03 pm
(I don't mean to keep dribbling this out in drabbles.....but it just keeps happening this way.)

After the Call

(July 2003)
The artist got up from the table, got some water, slowly drank it, and sat back down.  He took the black and tan scarf back from Ennis, and twisted in his hands.  He continued explaining.  “I went to see him as soon as he called.  I never heard him sound like that before.  It was a little more than two years ago, two since he left.  It was in the early spring, when I got there.  I saw crocuses blooming all over, and Easter bunnies in the windows of the stores in town.  Those bothered me.”

“He picked me up at the airport.  I was shocked when I saw him.  He lost a lot of weight.  He was just skin and bones.  He looked as if he hadn’t stopped crying for days.  He came right into my arms when I got off the plane, and we stayed that way for a long time, right there in the airport.”

“He told me that his mother had just been in an accident, she didn’t make it.  But that was almost was a blessing because she was sick anyway, that was why he left New York, to take care of her.  He didn’t tell me that before.  But still he was all broken up.”

Ennis stood up and walked around the kitchen.  He turned on the faucet and washed his hands in the cool water.  He looked out of the window, it was fully light out.  That didn’t matter, he went to the ranch when he pleased.  He turned and leaned back on his heels.

“I still can’t understand, what does it have to do with me?” Ennis asked again.  He was real tired now and wide awake too.

The artist held out the scarf to Ennis across the room.  “His mother gave him the scarf, when she was pretty sick, but before the accident.  He never saw it before.  She said that she put it away for years.  She couldn’t bear to see it.  But she wanted him to have it.  He gave it to me. He said it was very special. That’s why he gave it to me, just before I left.” 

Ennis sat back down at the table “Ya didn’t get back together?”

The artist looked directly at him.  “No, I could have stayed, maybe, if I had wanted to.”  He folded and unfolded the scarf in his hands.  “I must have been crazy to leave and not try, but when I was with him again, by then it seemed it wouldn’t be right.  Maybe he changed, maybe I did.  Maybe I learned how to be on my own, for real.”  His voice grew softer “I don’t know, I don’t, but I had to go, I now had something that I had to do.  It was more important than being with him at the time.”  The artists’ pale eyes glowed brightly in his nearly white face, reflecting the light now streaming in from the window.

“What could have been more important?"  Ennis asked, thinking of missed chances.

“Finding you” the artist replied.


Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Penthesilea on April 07, 2007, 03:48:19 pm
Note: I have no idea where in Wyoming oil fields can be found. I picked the name Auburn for the simple reason that I like it's sound.


Easter Sunday

Ennis put on the new jeans he had bought for this occasion and the shirt Junior had given him for his birthday. He didn't want to meet this guy, but there was no sense in delaying the inevitable. He was gonna be his son-in-law soon.

The restaurant was classy, more than Ennis could have afforded and probably more than Junior and this Kurt could afford. Ennis remembered what a nervous wreck he was when he had to ask Alma's father for his bleessing for their wedding. If this Kurt was gonna ask him formally? Probably not. Different times.

The guy raised respectfully when Ennis reached their table.

"Kurt Aguirre." he introduced himself.

A wave of panic flushed Ennis. He wanted to turn on his heels and leave on the spot. Instead, he managed to shake the boy's hand and exchange the usual civilties.

When he had his beer in front of him, Ennis asked "So, Kurt, you're from around here?"

"No sir. I'm from Signal, but now I live and work on the oilfields near Auburn."

Signal. Ennis began to sweat. He had to know. He couldn't leave it to chance to meet Joe Aguirre at his daughter's wedding.

"Your father's also on the oilfields?"

Kurt laughed "No sir, he wouldn't go near 'em. He owns a sheep operation. Although he's practically retired now."

"A sheep operation in Signal? What's his name?"

"Daddy." Junior was taken aback. It wasn't her daddy's way to be so nosy and intrusive.

"Joe Aguirre. You know him?"

Ennis ignored the question and excused himself to the restroom.


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Post by: fernly on April 07, 2007, 04:20:39 pm
Quote from: Penthesilea
"Kurt Aguirre." he introduced himself.

 :o

OMG

Good one, Chrissi!
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 07, 2007, 05:10:08 pm
June 1987

 Looking out the window there was something familiar about the tall young dark haired cowboy as he turned his heel and walked toward the Riverton cafe entrance Ennis thought as he watched him speak to the waitress at the register. Ennis looks down at his soup, embarrassed at catching himself staring.

"Sir...Are you Mr. Del Mar." Ennis looks up, thinking maybe he's seeing a ghost. Before him this young cowboy is wearing the face of Jack Twist standing tall with that same stance he would never forget.

"Umm.." was all Ennis could get out.

"I sorry sir, I really didn't mean to startle you. I'm Bobby Twist....Jack was my dad." Bobby hold out his hand. Nearly in a trance Ennis "takes it as he rises to stand, still not believing his eyes, brought back to that day so many years ago in Signal for just a moment.

"Would it be okay if...I mean may I sit down sir?"

Ennis hardly able to speak." Yes...yes...please....Call me...call me Ennis....please"

Looking across at Ennis Bobby began to speak. "Sir...Mr.   I mean Ennis. Dad he spoke of you often...Always tellin' stories 'bout campin' huntin'.... He really....I mean.....I know who you were to him....He...he cared fer you an awful lot."

Ennis flinches, Bobby looks back assuring. "Its okay Mr. Del..Ennis.  The last time he ever took me camping....I used to bug him 'bout goin' on those fishin' trips..when I was 'bout ten he flew me up to Casper, met me there took me to meet by grandparents an my first camping trip up in the Big Horns..."

"Jack...your dad told me 'bout that...He...he met you after we'd been ta Pine Creek"

"I guess I knew even then not ta ask him anymore 'bout the fishing trips, but he always took me camping when I didn't have school. That...that last time he had a little to much to drink one night...told me 'bout meetin' up with you at Brokeback, the summer ya spent herdin' sheep...Said when he met up with ya again he wanted ta be with you, ranch up together, grandpa would give 'm the money...Told me you wouldn't do it...said you wouldn't leave your wife and girls, and didn't want him ta leave my mama 'n me....." Bobby looks down t the counter top. "Said he kept after you....but you never would..."

Ennis look at Bobby, doesn't quite know what to say.

"That's the reason I wanted ta meet you...Ennis....to thank you...If it weren't fer you might hardly of known my dad....can"t thank you enough."

"You needn't thank me none...Bobby. Your Dad was a real good man, we wuz good friends...besides.... Just didn't always think things through is all. He....he loved you very much....Don't think there's a way he'd ah ever really left...No ...not 'fore you wuz growed .....nohow"

Bobby smiled back at his new found uncle, none the less thankful for his savior.

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Post by: Cameron on April 07, 2007, 08:46:23 pm


Easter Sunday

.........
"Joe Aguirre. You know him?"

Ennis ignored the question and excused himself to the restroom.

Chrissie,

I agree with Fern, I also thought this a wonderful drabble! :D

Marl
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Post by: mariez on April 07, 2007, 11:28:25 pm
. . .
“What could have been more important?  Ennis asked, thinking of missed chances.

“Finding you” the artist replied.   

MARL!!!!  (But I do understand that you have to write it as it comes!  :)  )


.  .  .
"Joe Aguirre. You know him?"

Ennis ignored the question and excused himself to the restroom.   

Wow.  Chiming in with Fern and Marl - this is great.  Took me by complete surprise -no wonder Ennis had to excuse himself!


. . .
Bobby smiled back at his new found uncle, .......

Aww, Mark - how I love watching this in my mind's eye - thanks for the image and the perfect picture.

What a great variety of perspectives, drabblers.  Thanks.
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 08, 2007, 12:12:12 am


Aww, Mark - how I love watching this in my mind's eye - thanks for the image and the perfect picture.

What a great variety of perspectives, drabblers.  Thanks.
Marie
Thanks Marie

There is more of that story to come!

Mark
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 08, 2007, 08:41:01 am
Good morning all,

Try these today:


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Title: lilies: cave: white:
Post by: TH on April 08, 2007, 09:46:29 am
White lilies, lonesome prairie cemetery.  His chest caved.  "Shouldn't've come". 

(words: 10)
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Post by: TH on April 08, 2007, 10:33:58 am
Ennis’s trailer was a lily-white cave of shadows and memories.

  You beat me by one word.  Drat!   

  Great image, strong, evocative...  -smile
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Post by: mariez on April 08, 2007, 10:39:48 am
Thanks Marie

There is more of that story to come!

Mark

Great news, Mark - I was hoping!  :)


   White lilies, lonesome prairie cemetery.  His chest caved.  "Shouldn't have come". 

(words:  11)


His chest caved. Brilliant, TH! 

Ennis’s trailer was a lily-white cave of shadows and memories.

More brilliance, adiabatic!  What a perfect description.

Love these really short ones! Thanks.

Marie
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Post by: TH on April 08, 2007, 10:56:18 am
Ennis’s trailer was a lily-white cave of shadows and memories.

  I thought of reducing your drabble further by using "shadowy memory'... but then thought that that wasn't what you were saying. 

  As I walk in some places... they are replete with more than memory... they contain shadow too. 

  "Shadows and memories"...  I'll have to hold onto that one!
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 08, 2007, 12:02:41 pm
 (http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Ennispostoffice.jpg)

Ennis has to go back to the post office to sign for a special letter. He carefully opens the white parchment envelope. It reads:

May 15, 1985

Mr. Ennis Del Mar
1800 Hwy 287 #17
Riverton, CO 82501

Dear Mr. Del Mar(Ennis)

We're very sorry it has taken so long to get this letter to you. Jack's estate has been a slow to settle, and I finally did find one of the post cards you had sent with your address, it was in his camping gear. Jack was very fond of you and spoke of you often, I  know you meant an awful lot to him. Being that he was only 39 years old he never got around to writting a will. Jack did say once should any thing happen to see to 'Ennis'. I used to give him a time about driving 14 hours to Wyoming every time to fish, and why you never came to Texas. He said about both of you liking the Big Horn mountains and that he didn't think the pickup you had would make it all the way down to Texas.

-Inside the enclosed envelope you will find a check for $25,000.00. That should buy you a nice new pickup and horse tralier. Jack said you didn't have a trailer of your own and usually had the horses in the bed.

-Also you will find a check for $10,000.00. This is to start a bank account for yourself.

-Jack always told me how proud you were of your two daughters. Jack really loved Bobby and was a good father to him. Somehow I know you were a good example in this regard. Please find two checks of $5,000.00 each to use as you see fit for your daughters welfare.

Please accept these, I know it is what Jack would want.

Also enclosing a few photos of Jack you might like to have, one I took of his rodeo ridding days not long after he met you, a family picture with myself and Bobby, and a couple of others.

Hope this letter find you well and if there is anything more we can do for you please don't hesitate to write. If you ever find yourself in Childress, Texas please look us up.

  Sincerely Mrs. Lureen N. Twist

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Ennisreading.jpg)

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Jack19.jpg)

Fantasy Scene rerun.
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 08, 2007, 01:01:41 pm
June 1987

"Well Sir...Ennis...I just wanted to stop by 'n meet ya.... Fella next door to your address said I'd find you here. Be head'n up ta Lightning Flat...help my grandmama... See my Grandpa passed 'n she be needin' some help on the ranch...Mebe fix it up some so she c'n sell it....Be up most of the summer." Bobby males a move to stand.

"Now you just sit right back down....No need ta be leavin' just yet." Ennis grabs one of the menus from behind the stack of napkins, sugar, salt and pepper, places it in front of Bobby. "You jist pick out anything ya want...anything at all."

"But..."

"No buts son....Ah mean Bobby...It's on me.  Your dad  liked a big chocolate milkshake." Ennis said pointing to the picture in the menu."An he loved a half pound burger, with  bacon, swiss, mushrooms, the whole works...with a load of fries....Would you like that?" Ennis  pointing  to another picture.

Bobby nod his head. "Its okay Sir...Ennis..."

"Whut?"

"You c'n call me son if ya have a mind to...lotta folks do...feels kinda good coming from you."

"All....all right then....so Ah'll get the waitress over here? Ah'll git an order fer myself....Always ate whatever your dad was having 'n we'll have some apple pie 'n ice cream fer dessert"

"Yes sir...yes Ennis."

Later as they began to work on their burgers Ennis brought up. "So...you folks gonna be needin' any heip up there?"

"Guess maybe could used all we can....hadn't been up there since dad was...."

Ennis tapped Bobby's hand. "Glad ta come up...give ah hand..."

"That' d be great....I dunno how much we c'n pay....mama sent some money with me fer supplies, lumber 'n stuff...."

"You don't be worrin' none 'bout payin' me....your daddy...dad always took real good care 'o me....Ah'll make sure we got plenty of groceries fer our meals.'

"That's real nice of you...but I can't ask....It would be great if..."

"Then it's all settled...c'n 'spect me up there in a few days, week at the latest. C'n stay all summer if need be..."

Bobby beaming at this new uncle of his.

"Now eat up son...gotta keep some meat on them bones..gonna be workin' ya hard this summer."

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Post by: Cameron on April 08, 2007, 04:25:53 pm
(These prompts have been perfect for the direction this thing was going.....)

The Friend

(July 2003)
Ennis got up and walked over to the sink again.  Then he stood there like he was unable to move.  He almost wanted to leave, but there was no way he could.  “I had to find you” the artist said.

Ennis could not speak.  The artists’ face was now pure white, from the lack of food and sleep.  The artist held the scarf again.  He spoke softly.  “This was given to my friend’s mother.  By his father.  Just before he died.  There was trouble between them, my friend said, but for some reason his dad had this scarf wrapped up on the table for her one morning.  The card just said “For You.”  Then he died the next day.”

Ennis turned on the faucet and splashed some cool water on his face.  Suddenly, something hit him.  A force overwhelmed him.  Something like being suddenly hurled out of a dark cave.  “What is...”  He hesitated, he braced himself against the counter.  “What is your friend’s name?”

“Bobby” the artist replied, his eyes now with a stranger glow.  “Bobby Twist.”

Ennis felt his knees give way as he tried to get back to the table.  But the artist was suddenly beside him and had his arms around him.  The artist led Ennis back to the chair, and gently helped him into it.

“I was in time for her funeral.  I met his mother once.  She came to New York.  Bobby introduced me to her as his friend.  She was dressed in a suit like a uniform, she seemed as hard as rock, and as cold as ice.”  The artist said as he sat back down.  “But before she left, when Bobby went to get her coat, and we were alone, she took my hand.  It surprised and startled me.  She said 'look after him, see that he eats okay, make sure he’s happy.'  Then she left.”

“The funeral was beautiful, there were white lilies all over.  She arranged it all when she found out that she was sick.  She was such a tough businesswoman.  But she had a lot of friends.  She never wanted anyone to know about the things she did.  All the good things.  But people did know.  They all came.”

The artist paused and took a breath.  “Bobby was so close to her.  I was so worried about him.  I expected to stay with him for a while.  But he was almost okay, he was almost at peace.  In a way, he was glad she went sooner than they expected.  She never had to suffer.”

“Bobby was starting to go through some of her things.  I really didn’t know how he could, but he said that it made him feel better somehow.  Almost like she was there with him.  But then after he went through her things, he would sit on the couch for hours, as if he couldn’t move.”

“Then in the back of a drawer, wrapped up in a pillowcase he found the postcards.  The time I first saw them, I had no idea that they would change my life.”  The artist stopped, and took a deep, long breath.

Ennis closed his eyes.  He knew he needed some rest, he knew he had to get some sleep.  But he could not get up from the chair.  He could not move at all.

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Post by: Penthesilea on April 08, 2007, 05:02:09 pm
(These prompts have been perfect for the direction this thing was going.....)

The Friend

The artist held the scarf again.  He spoke softly.  “This was given to my friend’s mother.  By his father.  Just before he died.  There was trouble between them, my friend said, but for some reason his dad had this scarf wrapped up on the table for her one morning.  The card just said “For You.”  Then he died the next day.”

Ennis turned on the faucet and splashed some cool water on his face.  Suddenly, something hit him.  A force overwhelmed him.  Something like being suddenly hurled out of a dark cave.  “What is...”  He hesitated, he braced himself against the counter.  “What is your friend’s name?”

“Bobby” the artist replied, his eyes now with a stranger glow.  “Bobby Twist.”


Finally the cat is out of the bag. I had no idea. Thank you Marlen. I'm eager to see why and how the postcards changed the artist's life (althoug about this, I might have an idea) and whereto the story will evolve.

Leeesliiiieeee: any Quannah drabble in sight? I don't want to be obrusive, but I could use a dose of your guys  ;D.
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 08, 2007, 05:08:13 pm

Leeesliiiieeee: any Quannah drabble in sight? I don't want to be obtrusive, but I could use a dose of your guys  ;D.

Ditto.     ;D 

(I'm feeling a little uninspired right now, but your guys always make me feel better)  ;)
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Post by: Penthesilea on April 08, 2007, 05:39:56 pm
Does anyone remember that the late 70ies/early 80ies were the time when partner-look was totally hip?  :P


"... but I told her, no fucking way I'd dress like a woman!"

Ennis couldn't stop laughing. He tried to picture Jack in an all-white suit, a lily in the buttonhole, his wife glued to his side, wearing exactly the same outfit.

Jack loved the way Ennis laughed. Always starting with an almost inaudible chuckle, his shoulders shrugging, eyes sparkling, until it finally began to rumble down in Ennis's belly, punching its way out to a deep, sonorous laugh. Like now. Jack thought he had never seen anything more beautiful.


(91 words)
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Post by: Lumière on April 08, 2007, 07:59:07 pm

Amazing drabbles today, drabblers!



Marl ~  :o I had a teeny tiny guess .. love the direction you're going!


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Post by: Lumière on April 08, 2007, 09:31:20 pm
My dabble ... :)


While I'm Up There ...



Beautiful white lilies spring from the earthy grave;
A majestic burst of life and beauty
Surrounded by this cold, concrete slab.
The evening sun quietly recedes to its heavenly cave,
Bathing the little field in warm, diffused light,
Tombstones forming long shadows upon the earth.

He caresses a soft, white petal; stroking it gently for a while.
He whispers something to it and lowers his head;
He waits in silence, as if expecting an answer.
His eyes are watery; his chest hurts but he manages a smile.
He uproots a few weeds sprouting from the earthy bed,
And rests a brown paper bag against the headstone..

“Remember what today is?  First day we met..
I was standing out there, mindin’ my own business
When ya drove right up and changed my life forever..”
Brown eyes piercing into cold concrete; his face wet..
“Ya didn’t have the decency to leave me alone, did ya?
So glad you didn’t, even tho’ ya messed me up good..”

He laughs weakly and wipes away a fresh tear.
“I wanna see ya so bad .. I wanna touch ya.
I wanna say to yer face that .. that .. I love ya.
I never said it before, but I know that even now ya hear.
I brought ya something; it’s in the little bag.
I just needed to see ya today, talk to ya for a while..”



“Ennis...” he heard the voice call his name.  “Ennis..” and then there was gentle tapping on his shoulder.  “You awake? I gotta get back up to them woollies  ... Make somethin’ good for supper will ya?” Jack kissed him longingly on the lips, sat up and began putting on his clothes.  Ennis watched him as if in a trance.. “You’re still here..” he said in a near whisper.

Jack gave him a puzzled look and laughed.  “Where the hell else would I be?” He pulled on his thick coat, “I’ll think of ya every second I’m up there..”  A big smile, a wink and a few moments later, he was gone.


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Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Cameron on April 08, 2007, 09:38:25 pm
I agree with M- Amazing drabbles everyone!

Thank You Chrissie and M

I wondered if it was really obvious, but that's the way it happened ;)

A litte more to go, I guess;

Thanks again :)

Marl

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Post by: mariez on April 08, 2007, 09:44:51 pm

.  .  .Bobby beaming at this new uncle of his.

"Now eat up son...gotta keep some meat on them bones..gonna be workin' ya hard this summer."   

Thanks for continuing, Mark - how I love to imagine this "sequel" - helps bring me peace.  And that picture of Jack . . . oh, my. 


.  .  .
“Bobby” the artist replied, his eyes now with a stranger glow.  “Bobby Twist.”


I'm like Chrissi, Marl - you took me completely by surprise.  Wonderful job.  Now I'm going back to re-read.   :)


Does anyone remember that the late 70ies/early 80ies were the time when partner-look was totally hip?  :P
.  .  .

Jack loved the way Ennis laughed. Always starting with an almost inaudible chuckle, his shoulders shrugging, eyes sparkling, until it finally began to rumble down in Ennis's belly, punching its way out to a deep, sonorous laugh. Like now. Jack thought he had never seen anything more beautiful.


I sure do remember, Chrissi  :)   How I love to see our boys in a lighthearted moment!   :laugh:


My dabble ... :)


While I'm Up There ...

.  .  .
He laughs weakly and wipes away a fresh tear.
“I wanna see ya so bad .. I wanna touch ya.
I wanna say to yer face that .. that .. I love ya.
I never said it before, but I know that even now ya hear.
I brought ya something; it’s in the little bag.
I just needed to see ya today, talk to ya for a while..”[/i] 
I have to thank you, Milli - for knowing exactly how to break my heart in such an exquisite way. 

Thank you all,
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 08, 2007, 09:54:07 pm
Thanks for continuing, Mark - how I love to imagine this "sequel" - helps bring me peace.  And that picture of Jack . . . oh, my. 

Marie
Thanks Marie, always look forward to your comments.
 
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 09, 2007, 07:22:37 am
Hi everyone,

For today:


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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 09, 2007, 12:53:59 pm
June 1987

Four days later Ennis negotiated the last half mile of the washboard road leading to Lightning Flat.Thoughts of Jack danced in is head, paid visit to his dreams in sleep. Like when he made the journey before overcome by the isolation, even by Wyoming standards, the vast desolate land. How Jack, so friendly, ever the dreamer, had been raised up here, miles from nowhere. At last the old barn, then the farm house came into view. Taken back with start he spots the young cowboy, dark short sleeve plaid shirt, sweatshirt tied around his waist on a dark horse looking for all the world like Jack. Son of the father.

"Hey Ennis You made it!" Big wide smile, so relieved Ennis came.  "So glad you came! Dunno what I'm doin' here trin' ta fix this place up....sure couldn't  be makin much progress on my own."

Ennis get out of his truck and the exchange warn handshakes. "No need ta worrin' none 'bout it. Happy ta be here."
 
"Just in time fer some lunch...come on now, want ya ta meet my grandma."

"Ennis!....Ennis so your the one Bobby spoke of gonna be givin' us a hand."

"You two know each other?...I mean."

Mrs. Twist started to speak, Ennis looked to her  as he cut in. "Came up here once after your daddy was gone....Your grandma here was real nice ta me." Ennis turning to Bobby then back to Mrs. Twist. "Ma'am, I'm real sorry ta hear 'bout Jack's daddy....must be hard without 'm"

"Thanks Ennis....I think he liked you...he was real glad  you came up  those....came up here after Jack was gone...." Mrs. twist looking back at Ennis.  "Now come on bring your stuff in, puttun' lunch on the table."

"Don't want ta be puttin' ya out Ma'am."

"No trouble at all."

The three sat down to a table of freshly made biscuits, potato, salad, sliced ham, large picture of ice tea, bottle of cold milk. "Bobby would you like ta  say grace?"

"Yes Ma'am.  Dear Lord thank you for the meal my grandma prepared before us, thank you fer bringin' Ennis here safe and fer him bein with us this summer, kinda feel like a parta'  dad's back...and keep us in the days ahead...Amen."

"Grandma is there any honey fer the biscuits?"

"Yes sweetheart I'll..."

"Sit down ma'am....I get fer ya." Ennis get up walk to the second cupboard finds the honey, sets it down on the table.  Bobby looks at him. "Eat up son.....what were ya workin on this mornin'"

Bobby take a few bits, swallows, look back at Ennis. "Had a problem with  one of the fences, steer pushed one of the posts over cant get the barbed wire ta say."

"Let's you n' me ride out have a look...bet we can fix it ta stay,"

"Ya see son, you loop the wire 'round the post like a this, that way the wire don't stress 'n stays tight won't break loose....Rancher I worked fer with my brother long time ago taught me that loop...most folk don't know it." Ennis and Bobby are way out on the range at the offending fence post. "Show me so I know you got it. See it no so hard, worth the extra effort."

Bobby stood back and admired his handwork, then walked to the next post, then the next. "Ennis...Ennis these post have the same kinda loop....just like...."

"Whut....that don't mean nothin'...."


"Ennis...you've been here before.....you knew where grandma kept the honey....you mended these fences....you worked on this ranch....did you and my dad....?"

Ennis look down. "Bobby....Your dad most of the time would come here after he seen me....stay up here a week 'n fix what he could, help out you grandparents....After he wuz gone....well....thought it wuz least Ah could do....come up here in his place....spent the time up here I used ta spend with him....felt closed ta him here....."

Bobby looked down trying to hold back his tears. "Thanks......thanks Ennis.....I'm real glad your here now."

Ennis gives him a hearty pat on the shoulders. "Ah am too...son...Now come on...lets git ...gotta lotta work ta be doin'."

 (http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/brokebackmtn_3613.jpg)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 09, 2007, 01:09:43 pm


Morning After


Lazy L Farm 
Quanah, Texas


Saturday, August 16, 1986


Ennis stomped through the kitchen in a helluva hurry, breath ragged with his race from the barn, eyes focused on one destination. 

He busted through the bathroom door, not even noticing that it had been all the way closed, before coming up short, coughing profusely, right hand going up quickly to cover his mouth and nose.

“Fuck, En…” Jack looked up wearily from taking care of business, wearing nothing but an old torn sweatshirt, exclaiming red-faced,  “Mind givin’ me some privacy, cowboy…I’m shittin’ bricks here!”   

“uuhh, sorry.”  Ennis mumbled apologetically, right hand still covering the lower half of his face.  “Didn’t mean…didn’t mean to...  Sorry.  uuuhhh…  Sorry…” Ennis muttered one more time, before turning to rush through the house to their second bathroom, only one thought on his mind.

‘Damn, aint never gonna let him make that blasted chili recipe again.’

__________________________________________________________________

(150 Words)
Title: sweatshirt: ragged breath: bricks:
Post by: TH on April 09, 2007, 01:22:57 pm
Pulling the sweatshirt off, amid ragged breaths, he felt he could shit bricks.

(words:  13)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: ifyoucantfixit on April 09, 2007, 02:12:06 pm
Thanks Marie

There is more of that story to come!

Mark

   I really liked the drabbles today....they are just wonderful.
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Post by: souxi on April 09, 2007, 03:22:17 pm
Pulling the sweatshirt off, amid ragged breaths, he felt like he could shit bricks.

(words:  14)

Shoot me if you like people but I dont like that all. I dont think it,s necessary. Not the sort of drabbles I want to read atall.
Leslies drabbles are lovely, but these last two, sorry, I dont think it,s necessary.
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 09, 2007, 03:34:24 pm
Shoot me if you like people but I dont like that all. I dont think it,s necessary. Not the sort of drabbles I want to read atall.
Leslies drabbles are lovely, but these last two, sorry, I dont think it,s necessary.

I'm game.  I'll shoot you.      :P
Title: Re: sweatshirt: ragged breath: bricks:
Post by: Lumière on April 09, 2007, 04:52:06 pm
Shoot me if you like people but I dont like that all. I dont think it,s necessary. Not the sort of drabbles I want to read atall.
Leslies drabbles are lovely, but these last two, sorry, I dont think it,s necessary.


What is your definition of "necessary", Souxi? lol.. The content?
I'd say the drabbles used the prompts adequately!   ;)

C ~  Unfortunately, bad chili has its side-effects.. :P
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 09, 2007, 04:59:20 pm
What is your definition of "necessary", Souxi? lol.. The content?
I'd say the drabbles used the prompts adequately!   ;)

C ~  Unfortunately, bad chili has its side-effects.. :P

LOL   ;D   But fortunately, Jack's chili got better over the years,
since he went on to win the big chili cook-off of 2006.   ;)   
Title: Re: sweatshirt: ragged breath: bricks:
Post by: Lumière on April 09, 2007, 05:03:52 pm
LOL   ;D   But fortunately, Jack's chili got better over the years,
since he went on to win the big chili cook-off of 2006.   ;)   

Hehe.. I know ..   ;)
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Post by: LazyLJack on April 09, 2007, 05:22:28 pm
LOL   ;D   But fortunately, Jack's chili got better over the years,
since he went on to win the big chili cook-off of 2006.   ;)   

And I have the trophy to prove it!

Jack
Title: Re: sweatshirt: ragged breath: bricks:
Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 09, 2007, 05:25:45 pm
And I have the trophy to prove it!

Jack

Hey Jack, 
You caught us talkin' 'bout ya.  All in fun.  You know we love ya.    :-* :-* :-*
Great big hugs comin' your way.   {{{{{L L J}}}}}
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Cameron on April 09, 2007, 06:14:07 pm
(Here's my 'drabble', I know, it's way over again, but it's almost done...)


The Find

(July 2003)
The artist got up again and made coffee.  Soon the coffee machine was gurgling, the only sound in the room.  The birds were singing outside.  Ennis closed his eyes, but there could be no sleep.  The artist came over behind him and laid a gentle hand on his back.

“You okay, are you tired?”  He asked, in a quiet voice, “I can drive you home if you like.”

Ennis looked up.  The sun was now streaming in behind the artist, giving him an ethereal glow.   Ennis shook his head “no, I’m fine, I’ll be okay, some coffee will be good, but just go on.”

The artist made two cups of coffee, and brought them back to the table.  “You’re sure?” he asked again.  Ennis nodded.  The artist continued “I went out the day after the funeral, I went down there so fast, I forgot half the things I needed.  I bought a sweatshirt, a couple of shirts and some underwear too.”  The artist laughed “I forgot those.”

”I wasn’t out long but when I got back Bobby was in her bedroom.  It looked like everything was turned upside down.  There were blouses, socks, stacks of letters.  Lots of letters, from friends, far off relatives, business people.  Also, there was the package on the bed, the one with the postcards.  I asked Bobby about it.  I asked if I could look at it.  He didn’t answer.  So I opened that package and I began reading the postcards.  At first they didn’t make sense, the notes on them, the two different handwritings.  They didn’t make any sense at all.” 

“The first one that got me thinking was one that said something like, ‘we had a great time, just like I hoped.  Ennis brought some cans of beans, everything was so good, but not the same.’  I remember thinking ‘how could beans be so important?  Not the same as what?’”

“I sat there for a while, just looking at them.  Then all of a sudden, it hit me.  It just hit me like a ton of bricks falling right on me.  ‘Bobby, did you know your Dad was….was gay?”

“He didn’t answer, not even a shrug.  I wanted to ask him again, but I left it at that.  I asked him what he wanted to do with the postcards.  All he said was ‘don’t care.’  So I asked if I could have them, he said yes.  I don’t know why he didn’t care.”

“I spent hours reading them, over and over.  I couldn’t stop.  As much as I loved Bobby, I never imagined that anyone could love someone as much as he loved you.”  Ennis let out a ragged breath.  The artist went silent for a moment and then went on, “I decided at that moment that I had to find you.  I wanted you to have the postcards, I needed for you to have them.”

Ennis's breathing then became even more frayed.  The artist placed an arm around his shoulders.  Ennis looked at the ghostly face, but he could not see.  All he saw was all the missed chances in front of him.  The voice dropped to a whisper “I also had to meet you, I had meet the person who could inspire so much love.”

The artist’s hand moved tenderly across his back.  Ennis closed his eyes, he longed for sleep and for dreams.

Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 09, 2007, 07:03:42 pm
.  . .looking for all the world like Jack. Son of the father. .  .  .

.  .  .
Bobby looked down trying to hold back his tears. "Thanks......thanks Ennis.....I'm real glad your here now."

Ennis gives him a hearty pat on the shoulders. "Ah am too...son....  .   

Mark, it touches me whenever Ennis call Bobby "son" - they need each other so much - thanks for bringing them together.   Wonderful story. 



Morning After
.  .  .

‘Damn, aint never gonna let him make that blasted chili recipe again.’ 

ROFL!!!!  I desperately needed a laugh today, C - and you sure came through!   :laugh: :laugh:    :-* :-*  Haven't I always said I love your sense of humor?   ;)


Pulling the sweatshirt off, amid ragged breaths, he felt like he could shit bricks.

(words:  14)

 :laugh:  You're an expert at these short ones, TH! 


And I have the trophy to prove it!

Jack 

Hey, Jack!  Great seeing you.  I usually have a Fourth of July party and I was thinking about stealing your idea of a chili cook-off - but maybe I should issue some warnings beforehand!   ;D


(.  .  . but it's almost done...)
.  .  .
 “I also had to meet you, I had meet the person who could inspire so much love.”   

Marl, that is such a lovely line - and so true.  I don't think Ennis ever thought of himself in this way and it's nice to hear it said.  Ending soon?  Oh, well - all good things must come to an end.

Thanks Drabblers,
Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 09, 2007, 07:16:25 pm
Marie,

I need to go on record with everyone else and say that you are absolutely amazing.  :)   

I look forward to your comments on every drabble,
as much as I enjoy the drabbles themselves.   
You are such a lovely lady.    :-*

Love ya, sweetie.     :-* :-* :-*

C*
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 09, 2007, 07:20:02 pm
I agree, thanks so much Marie. Be on a road trip starting tomorrow eve so I may not have any for about a week. But I will take the story till the end of summer.

Mark
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Cameron on April 09, 2007, 07:23:19 pm
Marie,

I need to go on record with everyone else and say that you are absolutely amazing.  :)   

I look forward to your comments on every drabble,
as much as I enjoy the drabbles themselves.   
You are such a lovely lady.    :-*

Love ya, sweetie.     :-* :-* :-*

C*

Just wanted to say that I so do agree, 1000%

You are just wonderful, Marie
 :)
Marl
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on April 09, 2007, 07:25:39 pm
 Mark,  Enjoy your road trip!  :)


Marl ~ Are you updating your LJ with these drabbles on the Artist?  :)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Cameron on April 09, 2007, 07:37:39 pm
Mark,  Enjoy your road trip!  :)


Marl ~ Are you updating your LJ with these drabbles on the Artist?  :)

Yeah Mark, I wish you a great trip too!!!!

M- That's exactly what I was planning on doing, soon :)

Marl
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest
Post by: cwby30 on April 10, 2007, 02:35:21 am
Evenin', TH.

Anyone ever tell you that you're a rabble-rouser? Like your list of rules...some of them even rhyme... But like even better your story.  Again, how about starting your own thread with your own story/stories, and make up your own rules? Sounds like you enjoy making up the rules, and bending them.  But, be careful...someone may post a list on your thread.... Zounds! Iconoclasts!
Title: Re: sweatshirt: ragged breath: bricks:
Post by: souxi on April 10, 2007, 02:55:44 am
I'm game.  I'll shoot you.      :P


Fine shoot me then..but I stand by what I said. I didnt like them. I,m obviously miss misery guts 2007, but I can live with that lol.
Title: Re: sweatshirt: ragged breath: bricks:
Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 10, 2007, 02:58:45 am
Fine shoot me then..but I stand by what I said. I didnt like them. I,m obviously miss misery guts 2007, but I can live with that lol.

Fair enough.    ;)   





Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 10, 2007, 08:10:06 am
. .  . . Be on a road trip starting tomorrow eve so I may not have any for about a week.  . . .

Mark

We'll miss you, Mark.  Be safe and have fun.   :)

Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on April 10, 2007, 09:50:31 am
Morning everyone,

Try these:


L
Title: Re: Apology:
Post by: souxi on April 10, 2007, 10:02:51 am
   Apologies to the group for the 'revised rules".

   Too late, too much coffee...  a warped sense of humour...

   It seems some have taken them where I never intended them to go... 

   I've removed them...  -smile... 



TH you dont, have to apologise on my account. I dont, want to be the bad guy here,(although I obviously am) ::) I just didn,t think it was necessary.  I,ll think I,ll just read and not comment in future.  ::) ;)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on April 10, 2007, 10:08:17 am
Hey folks, this is the moderator stepping in...

There are no bad guys, no one is making mistakes, no one needs to apologize. Everyone is welcome to, and encouraged to comment on the drabbles and write a few yourself, if you are so inclined. This is a very creative thread with lots of creative energy. It amazes me to see the contributions that everyone has made since we started back on January 31st.

Let's all move forward, being respectful and caring. That's my BBM lesson.

All right, mod hat off, back to writing!

Leslie
Title: Re: Apology:
Post by: Lumière on April 10, 2007, 12:56:19 pm
TH you dont, have to apologise on my account. I dont, want to be the bad guy here,(although I obviously am) ::) I just didn,t think it was necessary.  I,ll think I,ll just read and not comment in future.  ::) ;)

But, my dear Souxi, is any one drabble really more "necessary" than the other?  We are all having abit of fun and churning the creative juices, is all..
I agree with what Leslie said, everyone is welcome to read and comment and have fun in the process!  :)
All criticism is great if it is constructive and helpful to the author, right?
Okay..moving on now ..  8)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 10, 2007, 04:29:14 pm

Monthly Visit


Somewhere in the Bighorn Mountains
Saturday, August 18, 1979
8:13 p.m. 



“Then what did y’all do?”

“Took ‘em to lunch…”

“Where?”  Jack interrupted again, wanting to know every detail of Ennis’ once-a-month visit with his girls.  The man’s face softened and positively glowed, whenever he was talking about them. 

“Where?”

“Yeah, where’d ya take ‘em?”

“We went to McDonald’s, Bud. You wanna know what we ate?”

“Sure.”

Ennis shook his head, but he was smiling.

“The usual…burgers and fries.  Jr. always gets a chocolate shake.  Jenny always gets strawberry.”

“Jr.’s an awful lot like her daddy.”

“You say that every time, Bud.”

“I know.  Please continue.”  Jack laughed. 

“So after lunch, took ‘em to a rummage sale at the church.”

“Whut?  A rummage sale?”

“Yup. They really wanted to go.  They find books they wanna read for school.  Find stuff for their dolls…barbies or somethin’ or other.  And this time, they bought some records, some of 'em kinda old, goin’ back ten or twelve years, or more. Some of ‘em was so beat up, the covers was barely bein’ held together with scotch tape.” Ennis handed the whiskey bottle over to Jack before continuing. 

“There was some Dillon, some Baez, and somethin’ by the Rolling Stones…somethin’ that Jr. was so excited to find.  High Tide and Green Grass,"   think it was called.” 

“ ‘The Stones’, huh?  You let the girls listen to that stuff at your place?”

Ennis chuckled.  “Well, aint no listenin' to it at my place.  Aint got no record player.  I expect if it aint no good, I’ll get an earful from Alma the next time I pick up the girls.”  Ennis chuckled, his entire face a vision of relaxation.

Jack smiled, handing the whiskey bottle back over to his friend.   

“Then what’d you do?”

__________________________________________________________________   

(300 Words)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Cameron on April 10, 2007, 05:00:01 pm
(Here it is, forgive me for being so way over....)

Possibilities

(July 2003)
The artist stood up again and went over to the window.  He glanced outside, turned back around and continued.  “I came here to look for you, you weren’t hard to find” he chuckled.  “I had your address.  I came by your house, then I lost my nerve.  I went back and forth from New York a few times, I saw you, but I didn’t want to scare you.  I wanted to knock on your door, but I felt like I was swimming in high tide.  I was overwhelmed.  I don’t know why.  I never had any trouble talking to anyone, but I was scared to talk to you.”

“But the strange thing was that I found that I really liked it here.  So different from New York.  I decided I had to move here.  I could live in peace, people would leave me alone.  I could make my things, and not worry so much about money.”   He walked back over to the table.   “Also, I would be close to you” he said, placing a hand on Ennis’s back.  Ennis stood up.  “So I bought this little house, it was completely falling apart.  Fixed it all up myself, mostly with scotch tape and wire.  Then I somehow packed up all my things, except for all my records, hundreds of them, left those with friends.  So I moved here for good a year ago.”

“I still didn’t know how to approach you.  But then I finally got the idea.  I decided to make you come here.  So I built the mountain and the figures, and I knew that you would find your way here.”  The artist moved closer to Ennis.  He put his arms around him.  “And I was right.”

He pulled Ennis closer.  He began to kiss his neck, slowly and gently with a soft breath. Ennis tried to pull away.  ”But, I am so old, and broken” he said sadly.

The artist looked right into his eyes.  “You are beautiful to me, just like you are now” he murmured.  He began to kiss Ennis’s lips.  Ennis closed his eyes but then reopened them.  He could see the veins pulsating under the pale translucent skin.  He began to move back, but then he looked into the haunting eyes.  No more missed chances.  He kissed the artist as deeply as he could.

The artist’s hands moved across his back and then down his sides.  They began moving near his waist, sending hot sparks straight into Ennis’s soul.  But Ennis pulled himself away again from the artist.  “I have to go, I‘ll be back soon” he said.  “There is somethin’ I got to do.”

Ennis went out to his truck and drove home.  He was ready.  Ennis went inside.  He paused for a moment and took a deep breath.  He then went over to the chest and took out the package.  He was finally ready to know.  He took the postcards out of the envelope and turned the pile around so that the last one was on top.  He took the rubber band off.  He stared at the two addresses he wrote so long ago.  For so long he needed to know.  He slid the postcard off the pile, and took another breath…..

But then Ennis put the postcard back on the pile, put the rubber band back on, and put the package away.

He already knew everything he needed to know.  Ennis went out to the truck and drove back as quickly as he could.   He drove back to the Artist and back to all the wondrous new possibilities.


Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on April 10, 2007, 05:13:55 pm
C ~   Jack getting Ennis to talk about his girls .. "his face softened and positively glowed" ... That was very sweet.  :)


Marl ~  This is getting really interesting!   :D A little something new revealed with each drabble ..  Looking forward to the next!  Don't forget the LJ update.. ;)


Cheers!
~M
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 10, 2007, 05:21:25 pm
C ~   Jack getting Ennis to talk about his girls .. "his face softened and positively glowed" ... That was very sweet.  :)


Marl ~  This is getting really interesting!   :D A little something new revealed with each drabble ..  Looking forward to the next!  Don't forget the LJ update.. ;)


Cheers!
~M

Thanks,  ~M
C*   ;) 
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 10, 2007, 05:55:28 pm

Somewhere in the Bighorn Mountains
Saturday, August 18, 1979
8:13 p.m. 

.  .  .
“Where?”  Jack interrupted again, wanting to know every detail of Ennis’ once-a-month visit with his girls.  The man’s face softened and positively glowed, whenever he was talking about them.  .  .  . 

I love this, C - Jack shares my mania for little bits of minutia (at least where Ennis is concerned   :laugh: ) !  And, yep, Ennis sure does love his little darlin's.


.  . .  No more missed chances. .  .  . 

Your muse is in high gear, Marl!  Each "episode" is a wonderful surprise. 

Thanks,
Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 10, 2007, 06:05:23 pm
Marie, 
Yes, good thing our guys are so detail-oriented.   ;)   
Proves to be very satisfying writing.    ;) 
C*
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Cameron on April 10, 2007, 08:05:52 pm
Thank You so much M and Marie,

You know how much I appreciate it. :)

And again sorry they have been so long for here,
 :)
Marl
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on April 10, 2007, 09:24:41 pm
I have a late dabble .. 
(I went over by a teeny bit.. 8))
Today has been filled with work, work, work..ahh!

Okay..



Along the riverbed ..

“I’m tellin’ ya!”   Jack cried.  “Fine, I’ll show ya on the map..”

Ennis smiled to himself as Jack marched to the tent and disappeared into it a moment later.  They’d spent the better part of the warm afternoon picnicking along the riverbed.  After a hearty meal of turkey sandwiches and the entire blueberry pie Jack’s Ma had wrapped up for him, they’d fallen asleep on the old blanket.  Then Jack had awoken Ennis with roving hands and new ideas of what he could do with them.  After a leisurely splash in the river and half a bottle of whiskey, they’d wound up back on the old blanket, chatting aimlessly and savouring every lazy minute of it.

Ennis was busy buttoning-up his shirt when Jack emerged from the tent.  “Okay, I’ll show it to ya..” Jack smiled, waving about the map in his hands.  He opened it up and lay it down before Ennis – it was old and in very delicate condition, bits of yellowing scotch tape clinging to the ripped fold lines.

“Just how long have ya had this thing?” Ennis joked.

“Never mind that.. Look here.. Down in Ellis County, Texas.  See that little dot there?  That’s Ennis!”   

Ennis squinted and leaned closer to the map.  He looked up at Jack with a wide grin.  “So ya been there, huh?”

“Yeah, two weeks ago,” Ennis pulled the map to the side and Jack lay down beside him once more.  “Got some new clients over in Ferris, but I decided to drive to Ennis and spent the night there..” Jack shifted a little, feeling shy all of a sudden.  “Ya know .. that night, I kept whispering to myself – ‘I can’t believe I am in Ennis, and it feels so fuckin’ good..’”  Ennis laughed out loud and smacked Jack playfully on the rump. 

“That what ya wanna do?”  Ennis asked, one slow sweet kiss later.

“Do whut?”

“Ya know what I mean..” Ennis whispered, rolling on his back and pulling Jack on top of him.  They quickly became the only two in their world; oblivious to the rising tide of the restless river and the growing chill in the mountain air..


                                    (http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/44b02dce.jpg)



Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 10, 2007, 09:42:59 pm

Along the riverbed ..

“Ya know .. that night, I kept whispering to myself – ‘I can’t believe I am in Ennis, and it feels so fuckin’ good..’”  Ennis laughed out loud and smacked Jack playfully on the rump. 

“That what ya wanna do?”  Ennis asked, one slow sweet kiss later.

“Do whut?”

“Ya know what I mean..” Ennis whispered..."


                                    (http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/44b02dce.jpg)



Oh, I simply LOVE this one.  It's fantastic.  (Especially the part I've quoted)   lol   ;D
And the picture with it is absolutely perfect.   :)

C*
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Cameron on April 10, 2007, 10:04:12 pm
M,

Just loved the drabble and picture too :)
Makes the day much better!

Marl
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on April 11, 2007, 12:25:59 am
Like Jack, I would love to go down to Ennis too!  ;D 

Cheers C and Marl!  ;)


~M
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on April 11, 2007, 06:22:11 am
Morning all,

For today:


Leslie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 11, 2007, 10:13:40 am
January 14, 1978: Dallas Convention Center 

"Dad!...come on let go look at 'm new Porsches ...." Bobby says to his  dad as Jack is admirng the new grille design a new dark brown and creme  1978 Ford Lariat pickup. Bobby takes him by the hand and lead him over to the nearby Porsche exibit. "Look at tha wing on the back....thats the new 911 Turbo....0 to 60 in 6.2 seconds....c'n top out over 150 miles per hour!  Dad let go sit in one!"

Jack somewhat unawares as to where his son picked up all this information, followws his lead. "Get behind the wheel dad...pretend like your drivin' ". Jack open the door scrunches down, his had knocked of as he settles in the bucket seat. Picking it up he was reminded of the long praticed ritual between him and Ennis. "Dad in Germany the have teh Autobhan...you can drive fast as ya want....think we c'n go there some day?"

"I....I reckon we can son." Brought pack to the present. "Don't know if I wanna be drivin' on of these here Porsches though. Not much room."

"Think mom might like  a Mercedes?  We can get one there ...drive it on the Autobahn!"

"Mebe we could..."

"Dad!...Look over there...It a Lamborghini Contach!...It'll go over 170 miles per hourt!....Come Dad lets go look!"

Later after the father and son polished off a large Supreme pizza with  cesar salad and Round Table,   Jack pulled into the interstate headed back to Childress shortly after dark he said. "So Bobby...you have a good birthday?  Glad we came?"

"You bet dad!...Your the best...Thanks dad fer takin' me."




You didn't think I coud resist 'Auto Show ' did you?
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: MaineWriter on April 11, 2007, 10:15:43 am

You didn't think I coud resist 'Auto Show ' did you?

ha ha ha, no Mark! I knew you couldn't! This came to me because of the big auto show in New York this week.

Thanks for drabbling, as always!

L
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: ifyoucantfixit on April 11, 2007, 05:27:25 pm


Every time zone is having unseasonable weather, from New England to Texas, and even to California...But our weather is very seasonal.  See ya after the show....
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Cameron on April 11, 2007, 05:56:37 pm
(A little over, sorry, and well......you'll see....)

The Visit

(August 1985)
He traveled across time zones to get there.  Luckily the weather has been unseasonable in most places, unseasonably warm.  But finally he arrived.

When he got there Ennis was outside with another man.  This man had silvery hair and dark blue eyes.  They were sitting outside, smoking and drinking beer.  It was a warm night for April.  Ennis looked good, a little older, but relaxed and content.  Not like he was before, always on edge, always nervous and sad.

Ennis started to laugh.  “Ya really scared me, ya know, I had no idea what you were doin’” he said.

“Yeah, ya were scared, real scared” the man said, laughing too.  “I felt bad, a little.  But it was good for ya.  I wanted ya to be scared, that’s why I drove so fast.  It was good for ya.”

Ennis gave the man a funny look. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, real good” and the man said, and he reached over and touched Ennis’s arm.

“Whadya readin', Tom?’” Ennis asked.

“All about the auto show” the man said, holding up a magazine.  “Maybe I’ll buy me a fancy new car, then I can really go fast” he said and laughed even louder, Ennis laughed too.  He watched as they sat there a while longer.  Then the man called Tom said “ya wanna eat?”

Ennis nodded.  He watched as they got up and went inside the trailer.  Tom went over to the stove where something was cooking in a big pot.  It smelled good.  A lot better than beans.  Ennis followed, but then he went up next to Tom and put his arms around him and began kissing his neck.  Tom turned around and they kissed.  His hands were moving all up and down Ennis’s back.

Then Tom said “later”, and pulled away and returned to the stove.  Ennis turned and sat down at the table, looking at the magazine with the cars.

He felt a prickle on his cold neck when he heard Tom say that.  He remembered Ennis saying that.  He stayed there and watched and listened to them.  Of course they could not see him.  They didn’t even know he was there.

After a long while he left, and began going back to where he came from.  He wasn’t needed there.  Ennis was okay, almost happy, or so it seemed.  He was glad, but sad too.  How he had longed for Ennis to be like that with him, how he had longed to live like that with him.

He went back to where he came from, a long ways away.
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 11, 2007, 07:01:44 pm
Along the riverbed ..
. .  .
“Never mind that.. Look here.. Down in Ellis County, Texas.  See that little dot there?  That’s Ennis!”   . . . .

Brava, Milli! You clever thing, you!   ;D


January 14, 1978: Dallas Convention Center 
.  .  .
Later after the father and son polished off a large Supreme pizza with  cesar salad and Round Table,   Jack pulled into the interstate headed back to Childress shortly after dark he said. "So Bobby...you have a good birthday?  Glad we came?"

"You bet dad!...Your the best...Thanks dad fer takin' me." 

You didn't think I coud resist 'Auto Show ' did you?   

 :laugh:  That prompt was tailor-made for you, Mark!  I always enjoy these father-son moments.


.  .  .
When he got there Ennis was outside with another man.  This man had silvery hair and dark blue eyes.  They were sitting outside, smoking and drinking beer.  It was a warm night for April.  Ennis looked good, a little older, but relaxed and content.  Not like he was before, always on edge, always nervous and sad. .  . .

.  . .He went back to where he came from, a long ways away. 

Ahhh.... I was wondering about Tom.   Really touching and lovely, Marl - you tied that together beautifully! 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: fernly on April 11, 2007, 07:20:16 pm
Brava, Milli! You clever thing, you!   ;D


 :laugh:  That prompt was tailor-made for you, Mark!  I always enjoy these father-son moments.


Ahhh.... I was wondering about Tom.   Really touching and lovely, Marl - you tied that together beautifully! 

Thanks,
Marie

What she said!  :D


(And it's no surprise that Jack didn't point out Alma, TX, 6 miles down from road from Ennis, TX.)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on April 11, 2007, 07:40:32 pm
What she said!  :D

(And it's no surprise that Jack didn't point out Alma, TX, 6 miles down from road from Ennis, TX.)

Hehe ..  ;D 
Why would he, Fern? lol..I don't think he thought he'd have any fun in Alma at all ..  :P
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Post by: mariez on April 11, 2007, 07:51:53 pm
Hehe ..  ;D 
Why would he, Fern? lol..I don't think he thought he'd have any fun in Alma at all ..  :P

 :laugh:   :laugh:
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Post by: Penthesilea on April 12, 2007, 04:59:38 am

(And it's no surprise that Jack didn't point out Alma, TX, 6 miles down from road from Ennis, TX.)

 :o
Your comment made me check out wikipedia. Ennis, TX and Alma, TX ? ? ? Indeed!  :o

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Hehe ..   
Why would he, Fern? lol..I don't think he thought he'd have any fun in Alma at all .. 

 :laugh:
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 12, 2007, 06:12:13 am
:o
Your comment made me check out wikipedia. Ennis, TX and Alma, TX ? ? ? Indeed!  :o

 :laugh:


I actually just received an email from a reader who told me he was out taking a driving tour. He says, in part:

I live in a Dallas suburb and drove south on I-45.  I drove out on some country roads and state hiways around Ennis and saw some beautiful fields of bluebonnets.   Leaving Ennis southbound on I-45 there,as big as life, is a sign saying next exit is Alma.  Then I left I-45 at Corsicana on SR 31 toward Waco.  About 10 miles out of Corsicana is the Lazy L Ranch.  I almost ran off the road turning to look at the sign.  Also Heath TX is located in Rockwall county just east of Dallas
.

Who knew?

L

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Post by: MaineWriter on April 12, 2007, 07:03:29 am
Hi all,

Believe it or not, they are predicting MORE snow here in Maine. The winter that never ends, that's what this is! All of this is making me think of warm weather and prompts like these...



Have fun!

Leslie
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Post by: Penthesilea on April 12, 2007, 07:05:26 am
I actually just received an email from a reader who told me he was out taking a driving tour. He says, in part:

I live in a Dallas suburb and drove south on I-45.  I drove out on some country roads and state hiways around Ennis and saw some beautiful fields of bluebonnets.   Leaving Ennis southbound on I-45 there,as big as life, is a sign saying next exit is Alma.  Then I left I-45 at Corsicana on SR 31 toward Waco.  About 10 miles out of Corsicana is the Lazy L Ranch.  I almost ran off the road turning to look at the sign.  Also Heath TX is located in Rockwall county just east of Dallas
.
L


 :o OMG. Life can be truly strange. But how cool is that? Driving past Ennis and Alma, then seeing the Lazy L sign  8). I think I indeed would have driven off the road, not only almost  :laugh:
I'd love to see a pic of that sign  :).

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Who knew?

Annie. Not about Lazy L and Heath, TX, of course, but she's said to be very meticulous with all kinds of background investigation. So maybe she came across Ennis TX and Alma TX while writing Brokeback Mountain.

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Post by: Penthesilea on April 12, 2007, 07:14:50 am
Hi all,

Believe it or not, they are predicting MORE snow here in Maine. The winter that never ends, that's what this is! All of this is making me think of warm weather and prompts like these...


  • chaise lounge
  • Adirondack chair
  • Weber grill

Have fun!

Leslie


Thank you google picture search  ;D

Adirondack chair:

(http://www.cedarfurnitureoutlet.biz/images/adirondack_chair_child.jpg)


Weber grill:

(http://www.pieper-gladbeck.de/catalog/images/Silver_schwarz.jpg)

At least I know chaise lounge  :laugh:. It's the same in German...  :)


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Believe it or not, they are predicting MORE snow here in Maine.

Oh my. Poor Leslie. *sending you a warm hug and some sunrays  :-* *
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 12, 2007, 07:18:09 am
Annie. Not about Lazy L and Heath, TX, of course, but she's said to be very meticulous with all kinds of background investigation. So maybe she came across Ennis TX and Alma TX while writing Brokeback Mountain.


Hm, maybe. If you have been playing the Road Trip game, she could have come up with names like Old Dime Box, Do Wah Diddy, and Nip n Tuck. Can't you just imagine this bit of memorable dialog?

"Dime Box!"

"Uh, what, Do Wah?"

"Get your sorry ass in the tent, it's fuckin freezin out there!"

soon after the deed is done, a thought runs through Dime Box's mind, "What the hell am I gonna tell Nip n Tuck about this???

L
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 12, 2007, 07:20:58 am

Thank you google picture search  ;D

At least I know chaise lounge  :laugh:. It's the same in German...  :)


Oh my. Poor Leslie. *sending you a warm hug and some sunrays  :-* *

Thanks for the picture search! I actually thought of doing the same thing but you bet me to it.

And Chrissi, the warm hug and sunrays are very much appreciated. I need them!

L
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Post by: mariez on April 12, 2007, 07:38:34 am
I actually just received an email from a reader who told me he was out taking a driving tour. He says, in part:

.  .  .  Then I left I-45 at Corsicana on SR 31 toward Waco.  About 10 miles out of Corsicana is the Lazy L Ranch.  I almost ran off the road turning to look at the sign. .  . .    

Wow - once I saw that sign, I don't think I could have resisted taking a side trip to the Lazy L.  Sure would love to see who would answer the door!    ;D  Thanks for sharing, L, stay warm. 

Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on April 13, 2007, 06:59:23 am
 :o No drabble yesterday?  :o Not a single one  ???

That would have been my chance to write the best (course only) drabble of the day  ;D ;)

OK. I'll wait for today's prompts and see what I can do...

Leslie, you are gonna post new prompts, aren't you? I'm simply not able to put my chaise lounge and Adirondack chair phantasies into words  ;).
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 13, 2007, 07:11:29 am
I know, no drabbles! I was wondering if we could let the little bit of conversation between Do Wah and Dime Box count? LOL

Today is Friday the 13th, so how about:


Leslie
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Post by: Penthesilea on April 13, 2007, 07:44:56 am
The black cat was here again. Nobody knew where she had come from; one day she had sat among the other cats of the ranch. She didn't allow anybody to touch her, but also refused to be shooed away for good. She always came back, sneaking in when the children fed the bunch of cats with left-overs from the kitchen.
Ennis sometimes saw her out on the pastures, stolling around, seemingly without aim. But mostly she hung around the horse corrals. She seemed to prefer the horse's company to the one of other cats or humans.
"Smart cat." Ennis muttered to himself.



(http://www.johnnies-seiten.de/Cats/Johnnie_s_Stories/Original_und_Falschung/Katze_und_Pferd_1_Original.jpg)
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Post by: mariez on April 13, 2007, 09:31:45 am
The black cat was here again. Nobody knew where she had come from; one day she had sat among the other cats of the ranch. She didn't allow anybody to touch her, but also refused to be shooed away for good. She always came back, sneaking in when the children fed the bunch of cats with left-overs from the kitchen.
Ennis sometimes saw her out on the pastures, stolling around, seemingly without aim. But mostly she hung around the horse corrals. She seemed to prefer the horse's company to the one of other cats or humans.
"Smart cat." Ennis muttered to himself.



(http://www.johnnies-seiten.de/Cats/Johnnie_s_Stories/Original_und_Falschung/Katze_und_Pferd_1_Original.jpg)

Oh this is wonderful, Chrissi - so original and so sweet and how great is that picture!  "Smart cat."  Ennis muttered to himself.   So very Ennis.  My black cat, Midnight, thanks you for this little tribute - she's very smart, too.   :)

Thanks for saving me from drabble withdrawal!   ;D
Marie
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 13, 2007, 09:47:54 am
Pulling out onto the pavement Ennis shifts in high bringing the truck up to speed. Jack, sitting back on the bench seat, left foot resting on the transmission tunnel. “So Ennis ….you a little nervous there?”

“Who….me…..course not.” Jack nudged his leg, grinning. Ennis looked Jack returning his smile, relaxed eased back in his seat.

“So there Ennis…I was thinking….”

“Seems ya do lotta that….”

“After we get out hair cuts….still be early…..won’t be eating….till bout’ 7:00.…thought….”

“Thought what Jack…..just what were ya thinking…Huh?”

“We could go back at the room….you know …in…”

“I know an what….?” Ennis turns to Jack with a teasing smile. “Just what ya go in mind Twist?”

Jack turns looks out at the plains of eastern Colorado passing by. “I don’t know…something’ at be workin’ up ah appetite is all…you know…”

“Could go fer a walk…that’d build up good appetite….probably lot’s we haven’t seen in Denver’

Jack taps him in the calf with the point of his boot. “Was thinking on sometin’ we could do in the room.”

“Got ah deck o’ cards in the glove box...play gin.”

Jack opens the glove box, pulls out the cards, opens the box takes one out, tosses it out the window. “Guess we can’t …missin’ the Jack of hearts.”

“Now what did cha go ‘n do that for?….huh?….damn litterbug.”

“Since when do we need ah deck of cards.”

“Seems like they came in handy that time we were goin’ up ta the mountains last year and got stuck on the wrong side of that stalled freight train….wuz stuck there fer almost two hours. Did pretty good in five card stud….Hey ….that reminds me…you still owe me twenty dollars I won ya.”

“I kinda got other plans fer you….think I got a way to pay ya back”

“Ya mean like checkers? …..we could do that…Play fer money.” Ennis now enjoying the verbal sparing.

“Yeah Ennis checkers!…..spend an anniversary in a nice hotel playin’ checkers!”

“Okay…if that’s what ya wanna do……to bad though…didn’t bring em.”

“Didn’t even think we had any….” They both turn to each other and then burst out laughing.
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 13, 2007, 09:59:27 am
:o No drabble yesterday?  :o Not a single one  ???

 
I got one I'll write on htese prpmpts when I get back home.

Mark
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Post by: Penthesilea on April 13, 2007, 11:07:08 am
Oh this is wonderful, Chrissi - so original and so sweet and how great is that picture!  "Smart cat."  Ennis muttered to himself.   So very Ennis.  My black cat, Midnight, thanks you for this little tribute - she's very smart, too.   :)

Thanks for saving me from drabble withdrawal!   ;D
Marie
Marie

Awww, Marie, thank you very much  :-*. You have no idea how much your comments cheer us up every day. Thank you for being so cheerful, untiring and supportive of this drabble thingie.

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Post by: Penthesilea on April 13, 2007, 11:18:52 am
....

“Ya mean like checkers? …..we could do that…Play fer money.” Ennis now enjoying the verbal sparing.

“Yeah Ennis checkers!…..spend an anniversary in a nice hotel playin’ checkers!”

“Okay…if that’s what ya wanna do……to bad though…didn’t bring em.”

“Didn’t even think we had any….” They both turn to each other and then burst out laughing.


Is this a rerun? Or did I read it elsewhere in your story? - Anyway, I enjoyed it the second time as much as the first time. Love our boys lighthearted and especially this:
Ennis now enjoying the verbal sparing - I can *so* picture him here. Similar to the "run 'em sheep off again, if you don't quiet down" scene.

If only, if only...
Damn. You write such a beautiful lighthearted drabble and I got a lump in my throat again. After all those months. Brokeback got me still good.
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Post by: Lumière on April 13, 2007, 11:50:07 am
I know, no drabbles! I was wondering if we could let the little bit of conversation between Do Wah and Dime Box count? LOL


Yesterday's prompts were so great too! 
And I missed them - I was covered in work and blah but today's friday at last!!
Hope I can get back into the dabbling groove!  8)
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Post by: Lumière on April 13, 2007, 01:05:38 pm
My dabble for today!  :)



A Mysterious Friend..

She caressed the soft fur and the black cat purred happily in her lap.  She’d first spotted him a month ago, chasing after butterflies and little mice in the fields.  She’d wondered where he came from, and why he kept hanging around their little farmhouse.  One night, she left a little bowl of milk by the front porch; its contents were gone by dawn.  Every day after that, she filled the little bowl with milk or little bits of food and hoped for another visit.

Then two days before, she’d been to the little cemetery – just like she did around this time each month.  She removed the little weeds around her boy’s grave and planted a few flowers.  She called his name and said a little prayer, and then she recited his favorite bedtime story from when he was a little boy.  She’d sat there in silence until darkness slowly descended upon the prairie.  She’d gotten up to leave when she'd seen him – curled up in a black ball behind the cream-colored tombstone.  She wondered how long he’d been there, or if he’d followed her to the cemetery and why he’d chosen this gravestone.  He’d followed her home that night.

She rocked softly in the creaking rocking chair on the front porch and smoothed the black and white fur on top of his head with her thumb.  It was a quiet, warm evening and she welcomed the cool breeze upon her skin.  She’d began thinking of what to name him when he got up from her lap and jumped onto floor beside her feet, then down the old steps and onto the grass; tiny paws carrying him quickly, further away from the little house.  She was not superstitious but she began to wonder about her little black, furry friend.  She decided not to name him, he was free to come and go; one day he’d disappear just as mysteriously as he’d appeared.  She went indoors when he vanished into the overgrown bushes..

That night, a steady stream of moonlight gleamed upon the black, shiny coat as he curled up against that gravestone.  He slept soundly beneath the few words carved in stone, “In Loving Memory of Jack Twist”.


 
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Post by: mariez on April 13, 2007, 05:57:13 pm
I got one I'll write on these prompts when I get back home.

Mark

I'd love to read that, Mark - you write such great food descriptions - Weber grill is also tailor made for you. 



Is this a rerun? Or did I read it elsewhere in your story? - Anyway, I enjoyed it the second time as much as the first time. Love our boys lighthearted and especially this:
Ennis now enjoying the verbal sparing - I can *so* picture him here. Similar to the "run 'em sheep off again, if you don't quiet down" scene.

If only, if only...
Damn. You write such a beautiful lighthearted drabble and I got a lump in my throat again. After all those months. Brokeback got me still good. 

I believe it's from "Shirts, Suits and Silver . .," Chapter 3.  Looking forward to Chapter 4.  I know just what you mean - if only, if only.  


My dabble for today!  :)


A Mysterious Friend..

She caressed the soft fur and the black cat purred happily in her lap.  She’d first spotted him a month ago, chasing after butterflies and little mice in the fields.  She’d wondered where he came from, and why he kept hanging around their little farmhouse.  One night, she left a little bowl of milk by the front porch; its contents were gone by dawn.  Every day after that, she filled the little bowl with milk or little bits of food and hoped for another visit.

Then two days before, she’d been to the little cemetery – just like she did around this time each month.  She removed the little weeds around her boy’s grave and planted a few flowers.  She called his name and said a little prayer, and then she recited the bedtime story he loved to hear when he was a little boy.  She’d sat there in silence until darkness slowly descended upon the prairie.  She’d gotten up to leave when she'd seen him – curled up in a black ball behind the cream-colored tombstone.  She wondered how long he’d been there, or if he’d followed her to the cemetery and why he’d chosen this gravestone.  He’d followed her home that night.

She rocked softly in the creaking rocking chair on the front porch and smoothed her thumb over the black and white fur on top of his head.  It was a quiet, warm evening and she welcomed the cool breeze upon her skin.  She’d began thinking of what to name him when he got up from her lap and jumped onto floor beside her feet, then down the old steps and onto the grass; tiny paws carrying him quickly, further away from the little house.  She was not superstitious but she began to wonder about her little black, furry friend.  She decided not to name him, he was free to come and go; one day he’d disappear just as mysteriously as he’d appeared.  She went indoors when he vanished into the overgrown bushes..

That night, a steady stream of moonlight gleamed upon the black, shiny coat as he curled up against that gravestone.  He slept soundly beneath the few words carved in stone, “In Loving Memory of Jack Twist”

You got me good with this one, Milli.  What a touching homage to Momma Twist.  (And how did you get a picture of my cat?  That's her - exactly.  :)  )

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on April 13, 2007, 06:38:41 pm
You got me good with this one, Milli.  What a touching homage to Momma Twist.  (And how did you get a picture of my cat?  That's her - exactly.  :)  )

Thanks,
Marie

Cheers Marie!
I was not the one sneaking around your backyard trying to take a picture of your cat, I promise!  ;D



Enjoy the friday night folks!

~M
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Post by: Cameron on April 14, 2007, 01:19:02 am
(A very late drabble....)

Just One More

(June 1981)
Cassie looked down the road.  Nothing, but a black cat walking lazily across.  She started the car again.  But she didn’t move, she just kept sitting there in the car.

She left one more note.  She had decided to try just one more.  It probably wasn’t going to be any use.  It has been way over a month since she heard from him.  But she decided to try just once more.

She decided last night, when she was lying alone in her bed.  The new guy, Carl, kept bugging her, he kept asking her to go out with him.  She kept saying no.  She didn’t want to go out with anyone, except with Ennis right now.

She remembered the last time they were together.  They were playing cards.  He was actually laughing, at least a little.  They were playing go fish.  Cassie had picked up the children’s deck of cards that Jenny had left.  It had smiley faces all over the cards.  She almost had all the cards that she needed.  Then she asked for the Jack of Hearts.  That was the only one left that she didn’t have.  All of a sudden his face changed.  The little sweet smile was gone.  The sad, far away look came back.

They played for a little while longer, but all the fun had gone.  He said he was tired.  Anyway, he had said, he was going away in a day or so.  But that was all he said.  He never talked to her about those trips.

Cassie sat there in her car, remembering that night from over a month ago.  Suddenly she saw his truck.  She watched as he pulled in.  She watched as he went to his door.  He never looked at her direction at all.  She watched as he took her note.  He took it off the door, crumpled it up, and then walked over to the side of the trailer and threw it in the beat up garbage can.  Then he went inside.

Cassie sat there in the car a little while longer.  Then she drove away, passing the black cat that was still walking slowly across the road.

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Post by: Lumière on April 14, 2007, 04:09:06 am
(A very late drabble....)

Just One More

Cassie sat there in her car, remembering that night from over a month ago.  Suddenly she saw his truck.  She watched as he pulled in.  She watched as he went to his door.  He never looked at her direction at all.  She watched as he took her note.  He took it off the door, crumpled it up, and then walked over to the side of the trailer and threw it in the beat up garbage can.  Then he went inside.

Okay that must've hurt her feelings ..  :-\
Great drabble Marl!  ;)


~M
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 14, 2007, 09:07:49 am
Hi all,

For today's prompts, I am taking a very different approach. The following were the movies that won the Academy Award for Best Picture in years that were significant milestones in Jack and Ennis's life. Let's see if they call forth any interesting drabbles.


Leslie
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Post by: Cameron on April 14, 2007, 09:59:34 am
Okay that must've hurt her feelings ..  :-\
Great drabble Marl!  ;)

~M

Yeah, probably a little, poor Cassie. :(

M, Thank You :)

Marl
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Post by: Lumière on April 15, 2007, 12:45:38 pm
It's dang quiet over here ..  here's a little dabble..
(I went over again, but pls humor me .. 8) )


Moving pictures

May 1964

Saturday was finally here.  Alma had been looking forward to it for an entire week.  She had succeeded in talking Ennis into taking her to a movie tonight.  Her sister had told her that Baillie’s Drive-in theatre in town would be showing Tom Jones again, this weekend only.  Apparently it had won some big award this past April and the lead character, Albert Kinney or Finney (she couldn’t remember) was very dashing with quite the lovely smile, or so her sister had informed her.

Ennis slammed the truck door shut and passed the bag of popcorn to Alma.  A few minutes before the movie began, an old Chevy station wagon drew to a stop beside Ennis’s truck.  A teenaged boy ran out of the car towards the concessions stand, the other looked around cautiously before taking a sip from a bottle dressed in a brown paper bag.  The movie finally started…

Ennis wondered why his eyes kept drifting back to the two young men in the car.  Alma said something about the Tom character being good-looking, “But not nearly as handsome as you,” she whispered into his ear.  Soon, her head was resting on his shoulder as he held her in a close embrace, her hand rubbing soothing circles on her swollen belly.  Ennis glanced over again at the old Chevy; the boy in the driver’s seat leaned in and grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bag sitting on his friend’s lap.  The other boy swatted the intruding hand and spilled some of the popcorn.  They both laughed.  There was something genuine in their easy camaraderie; something he recognized and craved.  Something in the way they looked at each other when they passed the bottle back and forth or when they laughed.

Later that night, when Alma settled in nicely in bed, falling asleep soon after, he retreated to the tiny bathroom and closed the door securely.  He splashed water on his face and held onto the cold sink.  A wet hand disappeared down the front of his shorts.  He’d wanted to do this ever since they’d left that drive-in.  He closed his eyes – those two young men had awoken the sleeping giant that lay deep within; he’d been trying to put it all behind him, but now the craving had returned.  His secret stash of moving pictures took over his mind as his own hand slid up and down in his shorts.

When he bit down on his lip and shuddered as he erupted, the laughing blue eyes stared back at him, smug and content.  The giant was once again, wide awake …


                                                  (http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Misc/674aaaf9.jpg)
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Post by: mariez on April 15, 2007, 12:59:03 pm
.  .  . .  He never looked at her direction at all.  She watched as he took her note.  He took it off the door, crumpled it up, and then walked over to the side of the trailer and threw it in the beat up garbage can.  Then he went inside.

Cassie sat there in the car a little while longer.  Then she drove away, passing the black cat that was still walking slowly across the road.     

Ouch.   Yep, that sure must have hurt.  Nicely done again, Marl.  And it reminds me, how's Cassie's story coming? 


It's dang quiet over here ..  here's a little dabble..
 .  . .
 He closed his eyes – those two young men had awoken the sleeping giant that lay deep within; he’d been trying to put it all behind him, but now the craving had returned.  His secret stash of moving pictures took over his mind as his own hand slid up and down in his shorts.

When he bit down on his lip and shuddered as he erupted, the laughing blue eyes stared back at him, smug and content.  The giant was once again, wide awake …   

"Sleeping giant . . . secret stash"  Perfect, poignant descriptions, Milli.   

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on April 15, 2007, 07:05:16 pm
M, Great, great drabble! :)

Marie, Thanks so much as always.

I guess Cassie took a little vacation with the Artist around,
Hopefully she'll be back soon. ;)
Thanks again

Marl
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Post by: Lumière on April 15, 2007, 09:43:50 pm
Cheers for the comments, M & M!  ;)

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Post by: Lumière on April 16, 2007, 11:16:36 am
Bonjour drabble lovers!


Leslie, mind if I jump in and offer some prompts for today?

  * blossoming
  * a cock and bull story
  * festivities

Have fun with these!  ;)

~M
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Post by: Lumière on April 16, 2007, 01:35:06 pm
Okay, I'll go first .. :)


A Box of Secrets ..

June 1984

He was blossoming into a handsome young man; he did his schoolwork and helped with chores around the house.  He was a good kid, but he hardly told her anything these days.  She barely knew his friends, who he was dating if he was doing so, where he hung out when he was gone for hours every weekend and why on earth he had ruined his hair with that silly Mohawk cut.   She hoped he was not experimenting with sex or heaven forbid, drugs.  He was shutting her out and it scared her to death.  Jack was gone, her father was gone; her son was the one man in her life she desperately needed to cling to; yet he was slipping away.

She wandered into his bedroom one Sunday afternoon; he was out with a group of friends.  She looked around the little room; he sure kept it tidy, she couldn’t fault him that.  She sighed and turned to leave when she saw a box hiding in the shadows underneath the twin bed.  She pulled it out and slowly went through the pile of comic books on the top.  Then she saw a magazine with PlayGirl  printed on the front in bright pink letters.  She leafed through it and gasped at a nude model with a haughty look on his face.  She stood stock-still looking at it when he came bursting into the room.

“Ma!  What’re ya doing in here?” he cried, a look of surprise on his face.

“What is this, young man?” she turned and faced him, holding out the magazine.  “You explain to me what you are doing with this, and don’t give me no cock and bull story either!”

He gave her a bold stare, folded his arms and said nothing. 

“Well??” she yelled, her temper slowly boiling over.  He rolled his eyes and shook his head.

“Ma, will ya relax?  I’m 17 now!  Stop treating me like a child!”  He looked her squarely in the eye, “Besides, I didn’t buy those; I found ‘em in the basement.  Look at the dates on ‘em, Ma.”  Her hands trembled as she closed the magazine to look at the first page.

“Ma?” she finally looked up at him.  “Was dad gay?” he asked quietly.
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Post by: belbbmfan on April 16, 2007, 01:47:40 pm
Hey drabblers!

I know I've been missing in action a bit in this thread. I'm catchin up and I'm now on page 71. What can I say? I'm in awe at the talent being displayed here.

You guys make is seems so effortless. You're given a few words and, like magic (okay, okay, i don't know the first thing about writing, so I'm guessing some hard work may be involved  :)) these wonderful tales appear!

I LOVE IT

Off to do more reading.

Thanks all you drabblers!

Your admirer,
Fabienne
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Post by: mariez on April 16, 2007, 06:30:34 pm


A Box of Secrets ..
.  .  .
“Ma?” she finally looked up at him.  “Was dad gay?” he asked quietly.


Secrets, indeed.  We're left with so many questions aren't we?  You're not only a prolific writer, Milli - you're such a gifted one with such an obvious compassion for, and understanding of, the characters.  Thank you.

.  .  .
You guys make is seems so effortless. You're given a few words and, like magic (okay, okay, i don't know the first thing about writing, so I'm guessing some hard work may be involved  :)) these wonderful tales appear!   

Ditto, Fabienne - this is a magical place!   :)

Marie
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Post by: Lumière on April 16, 2007, 09:51:46 pm
Marie ~ Thank you for being such a wonderful cheerleader!   :-*


Fabienne ~ Maybe one day you'll decide to start drabbling too?  :D


Cheers!
~M

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Post by: Penthesilea on April 17, 2007, 04:22:08 am
Since Leslie is offline due to a storm, I thought I'll jump in and post prompts for today. Hope you're all fine with it.


Keep drabblin'  :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 17, 2007, 06:12:30 am
Thanks for stepping in, everyone, while I was weathering the weather!

I am back online, hopefully things will get back to normal around here.

L
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 17, 2007, 10:17:55 am
June 1988

"Bobby...can you open this jar?"

"Sure Grandma...."

"And where are you manners?....You had Ennis here out on the ranch with you all afternoon...didn't even give him a chance to settle in.  You go bring his bags in. He can use..."

"Ennis can bunk with me in the guest room...just like me 'n Pop."

"You'd better get a ok from Ennis Bobby. He can use your fathers old room if he wants."

Bobby turns to Ennis. "Ennis ....Ennis that ok with you?....we can bunk up......you can sleep in the bed Pop used.

"Sure son .....That'd be right fine ma'am....your dad use ta say Ah snore but Ah don't."

He wouldn't remember in the morning but when he awoke in the night for just a moment when he rolled over he heard Ennis in his sleep."

"Don't ya worry none Jack...we'll take care of it....don't even have ta ask.....zzzzzzzzzzzz...zzzzzzzz.... get back up there......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

zzzzzzzzzzzzz......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/brokebackmtn_3636.jpg)
 
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Post by: Penthesilea on April 17, 2007, 11:26:22 am
71 days. June, 10th to August, 20th.
71 days without a word.
71 days since he was told he could get time off at the end of August, after all.
71 days since he had mailed the postcard.
71 days were enough.

He went to the phone booth.


(48 words)
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Post by: belbbmfan on April 17, 2007, 11:33:05 am
June 1988

"Bobby...can you open this jar?"



Very nice Mark, wonderful memories, but sad too.

71 days. June, 10th to August, 20th.
71 days without a word.
71 days since he was told he could get time off at the end of August, after all.
71 days since he had mailed the postcard.
71 days were enough.

He went to the phone booth.


(48 words)

Chrissi, i didn't know 71 would be such a heartbreaking number. nice drabble!
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Post by: Lumière on April 17, 2007, 01:53:12 pm
Greetings.  My dabble .. :)


A Little Solace

August 1971

“Can we talk about this later?” Ennis said, looking over his shoulder impatiently.  He could feel her eyes burning holes into his back.  He was not in a good mood tonight and the last thing he needed was twenty questions from Alma.  He paced the corner of the living room, the phone pressed to his ear.

“We’ll talk about this later .. please.  I gotta git the girls ready for supper.”  He sneaked another look at Alma; she was now busily chopping vegetables at the counter.  “Yap..I’ll see ya then.  Like we planned ...  Bye.”  He hung up the phone and took a deep, shaky breath. 

He walked into the kitchen and Alma wordlessly passed him a glass jar of tomato paste.  He twisted the lid open and gave it back to her.  She gave him a funny look, and resumed her cooking without a word.  Fuckin’ great.  Now she was giving him the cold shoulder.  He walked to the bedroom and sat down heavily on the bed.

Jack's unexpected phone call had thrown him in a jittery mood.  If only Alma hadn’t been home, maybe they could’ve talked a bit more.  Jack had sounded stressed out and desperate; and his voice had been slurred and tired, like he’d been drinking.  All he’d wanted to say was that he was thinking of Ennis; wondering whether they would ever make a go of things – together.

Ennis could feel his eyes sting with tears.  It killed him to hear Jack sound so broken.  He longed to hold him and comfort him any way he knew how.  What a fuckin’ mess.  He couldn’t make either of them happy – Alma was moody; Jack was disappointed and frustrated.  What he desperately needed this minute was to ride away to some place far from this crippled existence; just disappear for a while.

“Dad, Ma says supper is ready..” came Junior’s little voice from the other side of the half-open door.  He smiled when he saw those liquid brown eyes.  For a brief moment, they watered down the smoldering feelings that burned inside; granting him a little solace.

“I’m comin’ darlin.” He smiled as she scurried away..


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Post by: belbbmfan on April 17, 2007, 03:12:35 pm
Greetings.  My dabble .. :)


A Little Solace





Milli, you paint the atmosphere in the Del Mar household so well, all those things unsaid, simmering under the surface. Seems like Junior picks this up very well and somehow knows what her daddy needs at that moment.

Thank you!

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Post by: mariez on April 17, 2007, 06:10:55 pm
Thanks for stepping in, everyone, while I was weathering the weather!

I am back online, hopefully things will get back to normal around here.

L

Glad you're safe and sound, Leslie.  :)



.  .  .
Bobby turns to Ennis. "Ennis ....Ennis that ok with you?....we can bunk up...just like me 'n Pop...you can sleep in the bed he used.   .  .  . 

I love this, Mark - watching Ennis and Bobby together - thanks for continuing!


71 days. June, 10th to August, 20th.
71 days without a word.
71 days since he was told he could get time off at the end of August, after all.
71 days since he had mailed the postcard.
71 days were enough.

He went to the phone booth.

(48 words)

Dang, that's great, Chrissi.  Days, hours, minutes, seconds . . . all must have seemed like an eternity.   :(


A Little Solace
.  .  .
“Dad, Ma says supper is ready..” came Junior’s little voice from the other side of the half-open door.  He smiled when he saw those liquid brown eyes.  For a brief moment, they watered down the smoldering feelings that burned inside; granting him a little solace.

“I’m comin’ darlin.” He smiled as she scurried away..   

You've done it again, Milli - just what I was talking about yesterday.  You touch me so much with your amazing empathy - you're able to get inside every character's mind at the same time. 

Thanks, drabblers
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on April 17, 2007, 06:49:07 pm
Milli, you paint the atmosphere in the Del Mar household so well, all those things unsaid, simmering under the surface. Seems like Junior picks this up very well and somehow knows what her daddy needs at that moment.
Thank you!

Thanks Fabienne.  There are times when one is dancing around the edge, when something as simple as a smile or a little word comes along and keeps one from falling over.  I think Jr gave that gift to her father at that moment, of course, she had no idea of what she'd done ..  :)


Marie ~ I know I sound like a broken record at this point, lol .. but thank you for all the comments..what a boost. ;)


Cheers drabblers!
~M
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Post by: Cameron on April 17, 2007, 07:03:19 pm
(I have tons of work, but here is a 'drabble'.  I feel almost out of practice, but this goes with the one from a little while ago....)

The Visitor

(August 1985)
Ennis stared at the smoldering cigarette in the lid of the jar that Tom used as an ashtray.  It left an eerie glow.  Tom was asleep in the lounge chair.  It was a clear night, the stars were bright in the far away sky. 

Ennis looked at Tom and sighed.  It was the first time that Ennis had spoken to him in over a month.  Ever since that strange and crazy day.  Tom had been waiting for him night after night, but he had just walked right past him.  Until tonight.

Tom was waiting again.  “I am really sorry” he said, “that was a stupid thing for me to do.”  Ennis stared at him, still remembered the feeling of being so out of control, when Tom was speeding up the mountain.  “It’s just that you sometimes seem so scared” Tom said softly.  “I don’t know why, you shouldn’t be, not of me, not being with me.”  Tom reached out and gently touched Ennis’s arm.  “I really am sorry, I shouldn’t have tried to scare you, I had no business tryin’ to teach you a lesson.  Please forgive me, just come over.”

This night Ennis did.  They sat there for a couple of hours, smoking and drinking beer.  Finally Ennis was able to sort of joke about that day.  But now Tom was sleeping, a peaceful look on his face.  Sleep still did not come easy to Ennis.  He sat there smoking his cigarette.  Suddenly there was a noise, a rustle.  Ennis looked all around, but nothing was to be seen.  It then became quiet, but Ennis kept looking around.  He felt something strange, a weird presence.

Tom stirred.  “How about some dinner?” he said.  They went inside Tom’s trailer.  Ennis sat at the table and looked at the car magazine.  He still had a strange feeling, like they were not alone.  He felt stranger now than he did that day.  He went over and put his arms around Tom, who was at the stove.  But he was relieved what Tom gently pushed him away.  He felt like they were not alone.

After they ate Tom asked him to stay.  Tom wrapped his arms around him.  Ennis felt his questioning lips.  But Ennis pulled away, then said “not tonight.”  He slowly walked back to his trailer in the darkness.  The presence was now gone, but the feeling remained. 

Later that night Ennis fell into a deep sleep, for the first time in weeks.  He wasn’t alone.  He was with Jack, in the mountains, back in ‘71, when their time together was still so sweet.

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Post by: mariez on April 18, 2007, 08:31:59 am

 . . . It was a clear night, the stars were bright in the far away sky. 

Marl, I love the recurring references to the stars and to a "presence" - beautiful.

Thanks for continuing with this,
Marie 
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 18, 2007, 10:37:25 am
Morning all,

Give these a go...


L
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 18, 2007, 12:40:24 pm
June 1988

"You boys want another piece of pie?...more ice cream with chocolate syrup and nuts?"

"No Ma'am...Ah'm stuffed. Your sure ah good cook."

"No Grandma...can't eat 'nother bite."

"We'll boys I'll go and turn in, read a bit."

"You want to join us on the porch?"

"No, you boys just sit back and relax....see you boys in the morning."

"Nite Ma'am."

"Nite Grandma."

The two men sit back in their chairs, gazing out at the endless prairie under a blanlet of brilliant stars.

"Bobby...did ya ever work fer yer grandpa...Ah mean yer grandpa Newsome...you know sellin' tractors er somethin?'" 

"Yeah I did...mostly just cleanin' up...stockin' shelves in parts...sweeping...stuff like that. I did get ta sell some machinery ta a couple of regular customers....fellas that knew dad...why you ask Ennis?"

"Well...wanna do right by yer mama and dad....kind a embarrassed...hav'in ya go back ta Texas thinkin' Ah didn't"

"What are ya takin' 'bout Ennis?"

"Guess yer dad told yer mama...told yer mama...If anything ever happened ta him ta take care o' me...." Ennis looks down. "After yer daddy was gone....your mama....left me some money fer me 'n my girls....said I was ta get me a new truck 'n horse trailer. Never bought a new truck before....got the only ones Ah had from ranchers Ah worked fer. Went ta the Ford dealer in Riverton...all the had wuz automatics...told them Ah wanted ah shift...said Ah had ta take what wuz on the lot...gave me ah bunch of double talk...ask where'd Ah get the money ta buy a new truck...treated me kinda bad...so Ah just left...never even botherd 'bout the trailer. Wuz wondering if...."

"Ennis ya don't hav'ta say no more...Were goin' inta town next week anyways...we'll just go ta the Ford dealer in Sheridan...this time o' year best ta wait till the new models come out in the fall....We'll order one up fer ya...one of 'm 1989 models...get everthing on it ya want....have it drop shipped ta the dealer in Riverton...wont get no commission....that'll show them!"

Five days later Ennis and Bobby are at Fremont Ford pouring over the confidential order guide of the 1989 Ford trucks. "I want ta get one with that extra low granny gear...never had one b'for."

"You sure  you want the 300 CID six? Ya can have a V8."

"Naw...them sixes pull better of the line that them small V8's. Whut color should Ah be gettin'....wuz thinkin' 'bout mebe red...might be best ta have white on the hood 'n roof."

"Ya can get two tone...look at this 'Victoria Two Tone' white on the hood, red on the sides."

"That might be good..."

"Ennis you should at least get the styled wheels...ya don't want just plain hubcaps?"

That evening after splitting a large pizza at Ole's Pizza & Spaghetti House the pair made their way back to Lightning Flat, Ennis's old pickup piled hi with lumber, house paint, fencing, feed  towing a brand new Featherlite two horse trailer with Perry's Trailer Sales placard in the license plate pocket. "Gonna want ya ta have grandma's horses...you'll need ta have the trailer ta take them home." Bobby had said. Neither had yet spoke it, each knew where they would go this summer needing both the horses and trailer.
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Post by: Lumière on April 18, 2007, 02:42:59 pm
Hiya folks!  My dabble ..
I am in a bit of a silly mood.  Guess this reflects that .. 
Pardon the title ...    :P



Oh Shit!

July 1978

She was still yapping away when he fired up the engine and started in the direction of home.  Jesus H., the woman had a mouth on her; boy, did she ever talk a blue streak.  If her mouth were a faucet, he was certain that entire continents would be flooded by now. 

“… I swear that woman irritates the heck out of me.  Her husband earns peanuts and she doesn’t work, yet she goes around town flaunting herself in plastic jewelry masquerading as gold.  Ugh!  And she has the nerve to talk about me…”

Boy, what the fuck was she going on about now?  He nodded and furrowed his brows, feigning interest.  He had it down to a science; he had perfected the “Go on honey, I’m listening...” look.  She continued her tirade about ... well, whoever she was ranting about.  He drifted off to his ‘happy place’ … he remembered the conversation he’d had with Jack Twist the night before.  Damn, he had beautiful eyes; and he’d seen something in them last night that’d piqued his interest.  He wondered if or when Jack would get back to him about that trip to Roy Taylor’s cabin.

He ventured a look in her direction; she was still talking ... blah, blah, blah.  He scurried back to his ‘happy place’ and nodded absent-mindedly.  She was a good woman, a bit talkative, but good nonetheless.  Sure, he tuned her out most of the time, but it was either that or run away screaming with his hands over both ears. No, she was alright – plus she was a good cook, and he had to admit that their escapades in bed were priceless. 

He brought his truck to a stop in front of their bungalow and looked over at her.  She was frowning, her arms folded.

“Have you heard a word of what I just said Randall?” she fumed.

Shit!  “Sure honey.  I just didn’t want to interrupt you, is all..” he pleaded.

“Well, maybe a good place to ‘interrupt’ me would’ve been after I told you that I’m pregnant with OUR child!”  She exited the truck and slammed the door.

Double shit!
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on April 18, 2007, 03:35:55 pm


   I like the Bobby and Ennis story Mark...It is so sweet and heart
warming...
    Lucise; rofl that La Shawn is a character i have always loved..Her
constant prattle is hysterical...She never takes a breath....I can always
remember her with a happy smile...wonderful thanks   janice
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Post by: belbbmfan on April 18, 2007, 03:47:06 pm
June 1988

That evening after splitting a large pizza at Ole's Pizza & Spaghetti House the pair made their way back to Lightning Flat, Ennis's old pickup piled hi with lumber, house paint, fencing, feed  towing a brand new Featherlite two horse trailer with Perry's Trailer Sales placard in the license plate pocket. "Gonna want ya ta have grandma's horses...you'll need ta have the trailer ta take them home." Bobby had said. Neither had yet spoke it, each knew where they would go this summer needing both the horses and trailer.

I think Jack is looking down at them from where ever he is, smiling...

That was very good Marc, thanks.  :)



[/i]


Oh Shit!

July 1978


“Well, maybe a good place to ‘interrupt’ me would’ve been after I told you that I’m pregnant with OUR child!”  She exited the truck and slammed the door.

Double shit!


 :laugh:

Well, that shut them both up i guess (thinking or yapping) ...

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Post by: Penthesilea on April 18, 2007, 04:51:06 pm
Jack Fuckin Twist. That fool had done it again. Ennis felt foolish and silly hisself. He never had eaten peanuts this way before, not even when he was a kid. But Jack made him do it. Made him balance on the log he was sitting on, see-sawing until he finally fell backwards in attempt to catch another peanut with his mouth. Ennis laughed and laughed and finally gasped for breath.
Before he could compose hisself again, Jack was above him, pinning him down, eyes shining, smile not bright, but warm and genuine. The laughter was gone, he brushed a strand of hair from Jack's forehead, locking eyes with his mate. Maybe the whiskey had something to do with it, maybe it was his own foolishness. Either way, it just slipped out: "Yer beautiful."


(134 words)
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Post by: Lumière on April 18, 2007, 05:07:01 pm
June 1988

That evening after splitting a large pizza at Ole's Pizza & Spaghetti House the pair made their way back to Lightning Flat, Ennis's old pickup piled hi with lumber, house paint, fencing, feed  towing a brand new Featherlite two horse trailer with Perry's Trailer Sales placard in the license plate pocket. "Gonna want ya ta have grandma's horses...you'll need ta have the trailer ta take them home." Bobby had said. Neither had yet spoke it, each knew where they would go this summer needing both the horses and trailer.

Lovely...
Thanks Mark!


Before he could compose hisself again, Jack was above him, pinning him down, eyes shining, smile not bright, but warm and genuine. The laughter was gone, he brushed a strand of hair from Jack's forehead, locking eyes with his mate. Maybe the whiskey had something to do with it, maybe it was his own foolishness. Either way, it just slipped out: "Yer beautiful."
(134 words)

Drunk on peanuts, whiskey and love!  Ahh.. so sweet, C!


Cheers drabblers!  8)
~M
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on April 18, 2007, 05:15:20 pm
    " Well girls what would you like to do today?"  Ennis asked his girls, as they drove away from
Alma and Monroes little house in town.  "You  could take us to that carnival in town if you would like daddy "Jenny said while smiling hopefully.  "Can we daddy can we, "Jr said calmly "only if you want to do it too daddy."
     "Well sure girls, if it don't cost too much."  Ennis said, quickly calculating his money he had allowed for the outing.  "Lets check it out anyhow."  He said, after figuring he could probably do it
if the rides, and food didn't cost too dearly.
     When Ennis and the girls got to the carnival.  They discovered the first thing that was a real draw to them, was the ferris wheel, and tilt a whirl.  They kind of made the girls giddy with anticipation, but Ennis automatically thought of Jack.  The time up on Brokeback, when he was actin all crazy, and pretendin to ride that bull.  Wavin his hat in the air, and falling on his backside, when he got too far off balance.  The whole idea made Ennis laugh out loud, and smile real big.
Something he hadn't done, since Jack was gone.  He thought of the other things, they had spent so much time with, in their short summer of discovery.  The bridge, where he had to pick up the food ,each week..specially the week he ran onto that bear...When he got back to camp, was the first time Jack had ever touched Ennis.  That was the first time he had felt that deep shock of lectricity.  It went right through his skin and down his body...At the time, he wasn't sure why.  All he knew was, he had to get that rag from Jack, or he would maybe just fry, right there on that spot.!! 
    The girls next wanted to buy some hotdogs, and peanuts. They all had a good laugh, and giggle over the fun, they were all having.  As the day grew later and they had ridden all the things they wanted to ride for the second time around...Ennis said "well little darlins, I guess we ought to be
heading on back.  Your mama wanted you home pretty early.  Cause you got school tomorrow."
    As he dropped them off, and put the truck in gear, after all the goodbyes, and I love yous and thank you soo muches.
See you in two weeks.  He thougt, back on the day..."Its a priceless time, no matter how much it cost.  I got to be with my girls, and have lovin thoughts of Jack.. All at the same time."

way over,sorry
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Post by: Cameron on April 18, 2007, 05:32:04 pm
(Oh no, here I go again...)

Voices

(August 1985)
Ennis was out driving with Tom again.  “No surprises this time, I promise” Tom said.  It was another beautiful summer day.  It was warm, but crisp, with the sun shining brightly.
“Hey, where we goin’?” Ennis asked.

“You’ll see” Tom said but he would say no more.

They drove for quite a while.  There were few other cars on the road.  They didn’t talk much.  Ennis liked it that way.  They passed a small river and drove over the small bridge.  “Ya know, there are these bridges that open up, to let big boats underneath.  I couldn’t believe it first time I saw one.  It just opened up like two big arms.”

“Oh yeah” Ennis said, but he wasn’t really listening.

“Yeah, I was on one, in Missouri, a long time ago.  I was with my friend, he laughed at me.  He said ‘you really never was on a drawbridge before?’ and he laughed like crazy.   I thought I was bad, but you’re like a baby, didn’t ya ever want to leave here, see the world?”

Ennis looked at him, but he didn’t answer.  He opened the window and felt the breeze blowing on his face.  “Maybe we oughta go someplace, ya know, we oughta go some place.  How ‘bout Mexico?” Tom asked.

Ennis let out a loud gasp.  “You okay?” Tom asked.

“Can ya stop?" Ennis asked.  Tom stopped the truck and Ennis got out and began walking away.  He began walking towards a cluster of trees.  Beyond them he saw a small stream.  He walked over and splashed the cool water on his hot face.  Tom saying that, Mexico, it all came rushing back to him.  Suddenly, he heard a voice saying “your going to go there? With him?”   Ennis heard it as clear as day.  His heart started pounding in his chest.

“There you are” Tom said.  Ennis's heart jumped beyond him.  Tom was now right next to him, eating a bag of peanuts, a big smile on his face.

“I scared you didn’t I? The look on your face is priceless, you look like ya just seen a ghost”  Tom said and laughed.

Ennis leaned over and splashed more water on his face.  There was nothing that he could say to that.


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Post by: mariez on April 18, 2007, 06:14:43 pm

.  .  . Neither had yet spoke it, each knew where they would go this summer needing both the horses and trailer. 

This just keeps getting better and better, Mark.  Fabienne is right - Jack is definitely looking down with one of his patented "Jack" smiles.  :)


Hiya folks!  My dabble ..
I am in a bit of a silly mood.  Guess this reflects that .. 
Pardon the title ...    :P


Oh Shit!

July 1978

She was still yapping away when he fired up the engine and started in the direction of home.  Jesus H., the woman had a mouth on her; boy, did she ever talk a blue streak.  If her mouth were a faucet, he was certain that entire continents would be flooded by now.   .  .  .

Can't think of a better title, Milli!   :laugh:  If that's not an "oh shit" moment, I don't know what is.  God, that's funny - haven't we all come across a LaShawn?  I have two neighbors who are LaShawns - I can't begin to describe what it's like when they're together!   :laugh:


.  .  . Either way, it just slipped out: "Yer beautiful." 

Ahh ... unguarded moments can be the best moments.  Beautiful, Chrissi  :)


.  .  . He thougt, back on the day..."Its a priceless time, no matter how much it cost.  I got to be with my girls, and have lovin thoughts of Jack.. All at the same time."   

JANICE!!  I'm so happy to see you and your drabble.  That was wonderful - priceless is exactly right. 



Voices
.  . .  “Maybe we oughta go someplace, ya know, we oughta go some place.  How ‘bout Mexico?” Tom asked. 

Oh, my . . . of all the places in the world to mention.  I didn't see that coming, Marl!

Thanks for the great drabble day,
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on April 18, 2007, 06:18:39 pm


   This story is getting more and more interesting Cameron...
 Thanks for writing it .....janice
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Post by: Lumière on April 18, 2007, 06:36:35 pm
Quote
Suddenly, he heard a voice saying “your going to go there? With him?”   Ennis heard it as clear as day.  His heart started pounding in his chest.

Aww.. :-\

What Janice said!  Cheers Marl.  :)


Can't think of a better title, Milli!   :laugh:  If that's not an "oh shit" moment, I don't know what is.  God, that's funny - haven't we all come across a LaShawn?  I have two neighbors who are LaShawns - I can't begin to describe what it's like when they're together!   :laugh:

Marie

LOL, Marie..I know a LaShawn who is a guy.  Dang, there are times I wish I could pay him anything just to make him stop talking for a while!  ;D


~M
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Post by: Cameron on April 18, 2007, 08:17:10 pm
Wonderful drabbles today, drabblers!!!

M, I was thinking LaShaun needed to be here too. That was great!

Chrissie, I really enjoy all your drabbles!!

Janice, I am so glad to see you back here, great drabble too.

Mark, Always glad for yours.


M, Marie and Janice,

Thank you so, so very much. I hope you know how much it means to me.
  :-*
Marl
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Post by: fernly on April 18, 2007, 09:14:34 pm
My boss called,” he announced.
And he wants me to go out to the ranch.”
Reminding her to bring home round steak, he hurried off.
In an embarrassing moment, Alma Junior nudged a jar. Peanuts were scattered
Everywhere.


(The first letters add up to “priceless.”)

What she said!  :D
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Post by: Lumière on April 18, 2007, 11:23:47 pm
That is very sweet ... and too true, A!  :D


~M
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Post by: mariez on April 19, 2007, 07:07:09 am
Oh, my Adiabatic - I'm not sure what to say - what a lovely way to start my day!

Thank you  :-*
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 19, 2007, 07:14:51 am
Morning all,

For today:


L
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 19, 2007, 12:49:28 pm
June 1978

Summer days have fallen in to a easy routine for Ennis and Bobby, waking at dawn each day to tackle the needs of the old homestead, hot hearty breakfast prepared by Mrs. Twist , often packing a lunch to take with them out in the far distance of the ranch. Back at the house by early evening, turns in the bathtub, clean shirts an jeans for supper. Ennis had taken notice Bobby's gentle ways with the animals, he seems fascinated when he taught him how the check their hoofs, scan for tics, never afraid always curious. This evening Ennis fired up the old Webber for marinated steaks to go with the country potato  pancakes, green beans from the garden Bobby's grandma was making.

"So Bobby there.....Whut are yer plans after summer....ya goin' on to school?"

"Yes sir...Ennis....goin' ta  Texas state."

"Studin'?"

"Mama wants me ta take business courses...want me ta take over Newsome's one day."

"That whut you want son?"

"I guess....I don't know....Pop worked there 'n all"

"Your dad was good at it....sellin' tractors....but...."

"But what Ennis?"

"Don't think he liked it much....didn't make him happy....don't 'spect... Ah think he always had ranchin' in his blood." Ennis checking the underside of a steak.

"Ennis.....I'm real sorry you 'n dad never got ta.....you know..."

"Now hush up son....don't matter none now....'Sides it wasn't like Ah never got ta see him all them times....best times Ah ever had was with yer father.... Important thing is best ta be doin' whut ya want 'for ya get settled...lotta different things ya can do....you can take what ever courses ya want too....hear?"

"Yes sir....Ennis.....thanks..."

"Come on now.... these steaks are just 'bout done....go call yer grandma."

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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 19, 2007, 02:16:12 pm


Somewhere in an AU world…


The Fight



Jack pulled out the sleeper sofa angrily, slamming the metal frame to the ground with a vengeance, hollerin’ when one of the bottom corners came down hard on his foot.
 
“Shiiit!  Damnit!”   Jack bit his lip as he cussed, not wanting Ennis to know he just smashed his own foot in his anger and frustration.  He turned from the doorway, rolling his lips hard to keep his mouth closed, tenderly running his instep along the carpet, trying to dull the pain.
 
“Shiiit…” Jack whispered again, but this time, the word was muttered more as a reaction to the state of their evening, rather than a tribute to his foot.

“What you doin’?!”  Ennis came rushing in, hearing everything from the other room.  But once he saw the sofa pulled out across the tiny living room, thin stained mattress bent and crooked from its normal position of being folded up, Ennis’ face returned to its tight expression of a moment earlier, his skin looking like a worn canvas drawn too tight on a bone-structured frame.

“What the hell you doin’?”  Ennis repeated, his lips drawn so tight, they fairly disappeared all together, becoming one thin line of barely contained tension.

“What’s it look like I’m doin’?!” Jack spat out. 

“Looks like you bein’ a fuckin’ idiot!  That’s what it look like!”

“Well, congratulations, Ennis,” Jack hissed.  “You just got a promotion from being an asshole to being a full-fledged son of a bitch!”

Ennis shook where he stood, opened his mouth to continue the barrage, thought better of it, gave up, turned on his heel, and left the room, muttering as he pounded the doorframe on his way out.

“Oh, you just a blast to live with, Jack fuckin’ Twist!”

Jack threw the pillow at the empty doorframe.

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

(300 Words)       

Hope this one is okay.   :) 
I’m normally all about our boys being happy,
but for some reason the “sleep sofa" prompt
totally inspired a fight in my crazy little mind.   lol   
Hopefully, tomorrow’s prompts will inspire a make-up session. 
Don’t want to leave our boys fighting for too long.   ;)

C*   




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Post by: Lumière on April 19, 2007, 02:27:46 pm
Somewhere in an AU world…

Hopefully, tomorrow’s prompts will inspire a make-up session. 
Don’t want to leave our boys fighting for too long.   ;)

C*   

Hopefully the making up will be as heated as the fight, C!  ;D


Quote
"Ennis.....I'm real sorry you 'n dad never got ta.....you know..."

Awww..  :)  I am liking Bobby and Ennis getting on and spending all this time together, Mark.


Cheers!
~M
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 19, 2007, 02:39:22 pm
Hopefully the making up will be as heated as the fight, C!  ;D

I can probably handle that.   ;)   hehehe   
C*
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Post by: Lumière on April 19, 2007, 02:42:06 pm
Excellent!
I'll hold you to that!   8)


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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 19, 2007, 02:44:57 pm
Excellent!
I'll hold you to that!   8)

 ;D :-*
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Post by: Lumière on April 19, 2007, 02:50:06 pm
Okay...I just finished mine ...



Lost hope..

August 1973

She sat quietly on the old sleep sofa in the living room and watched him go in and out of the bedroom, then the kitchen; gathering items which he shoved hastily into his canvas bag.  She looked at the creel case sitting on the table beside the bag he was stuffing with clothes.  He hadn’t even opened it since the last trip.  She’d checked the night before and the note she’d left last time was untouched, clinging to the new fishing line. 

“Ennis … Can we talk before you leave?” she finally asked.  He looked at her impatiently and averted her eyes.

“Uh … I’m kinda runnin’ late here, Alma..” he mumbled and walked back into the bedroom.

Her temper rose; she was so close to screaming it all out ...’I know where you’re goin’, and what you’re goin’ to be doin’ all weekend!  I know, dammit!  I know!’ … She bit her tongue and took in a labored breath just as he walked back into the living room.

“I got some news, is all..” she added, leaning back against the cushions, thin arms folded across her chest.  This time he didn’t look at her.  He muttered a quick “See ya in a few days...”, then he was out the door, and down the old steps, bag and creel case in hand.  She stood up and watched as he fired up his pickup and drove off.  She swallowed hard and stared vacantly out the window.  All she’d wanted to do was share a bit of her good news – Monroe had given her a promotion today.  That meant a bit more money coming in; maybe things would be a mite easier…or so she’d hoped.

He accelerated down the highway, tapping his fingers anxiously on the steering wheel.  Boy, he got it bad – ten whole years later and he still felt like a kid on Christmas morning every time he was about to see Jack.  Tonight he would lie in his arms, run his hands along his muscled body, kiss those sweet lips and make love to him until they were both too tired to move.  He stepped on the gas, aching to distance himself from Riverton and the hurt he’d seen in those eyes peering at him from the apartment window…



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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 19, 2007, 03:13:09 pm

Lost hope..

August 1973

“He accelerated down the highway, tapping his fingers anxiously on the steering wheel.  Boy, he got it bad – ten whole years later and he still felt like a kid on Christmas morning every time he was about to see Jack.  Tonight he would lie in his arms, run his hands along his muscled body, kiss those sweet lips and make love to him until they were both too tired to move.  He stepped on the gas, aching to distance himself from Riverton and the hurt he’d seen in those eyes peering at him from the apartment window…"

Achingly good.    :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 19, 2007, 04:05:55 pm
Hopefully the making up will be as heated as the fight, C!  ;D

Cheers!
~M

What she said....

L
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 19, 2007, 04:17:21 pm
What she said....

L

 :-* ;)
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Post by: mariez on April 19, 2007, 05:32:42 pm
June 1978

.... Important thing is best ta be doin' whut ya want 'for ya get settled... 

Ennis knows that better than anyone . . . and he's just the one Jack would want guiding Bobby.  This makes me happy, Mark  :)  - and hungry LOL! 


.  .  .
“Well, congratulations, Ennis,” Jack hissed.  “You just got a promotion from being an asshole to being a full-fledged son of a bitch!”  .  .  .

That line is too funny, C!  Nothing wrong with a good argument - gets the blood boiling!  You're not surprised that I'm chiming in with a demand request for the make-up sex, are you?  I know you'll find a way to make tomorrow's prompts inspire it.   LOL! 



Lost hope..

.  .  .  He stepped on the gas, aching to distance himself from Riverton and the hurt he’d seen in those eyes peering at him from the apartment window...… 

It really is achingly good, as C said, as well as achingly honest.  I love that you don't flinch from uncomfortable truths. 

Thanks,
Marie


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Post by: Cameron on April 19, 2007, 07:29:11 pm
The Store

(August 1985)
They went back to the truck and then Tom began driving and driving.  Ennis just sat there looking out the window.  They passed ranches, with cows lazily lunching, they passed a couple of real small towns, each with a bar and a general store.  Ennis stopped asking where they were going.

Tom didn’t talk much either, but every so often he took a sideways glance at Ennis.  They passed houses with yards and another ranch, then there entered a larger town.  This one had two bars and a few stores.  Tom kept on driving, but at the edge of the town he suddenly stopped.  They were in front of a store, it had a sign that said “Antiques for Sale.”

Ennis was jolted by the sudden stop.  “Whadya stoppin’ here for?” 

Tom got out the truck.  He mumbled something but Ennis didn’t understand.  He didn’t understand any of this at all.  At first he thought that Tom made sense, but ever since that day more than a month ago he didn’t understand him at all.  But he got out of the truck and slowly followed Tom into the store.

It was packed almost to the ceiling.  There was furniture, some chairs, a couple of tables and on the side a big brown sleep sofa that was halfway open.  There were lamps and old televisions and an old bookcase, filled with yellowed volumes, maybe never to be opened again. 

“Anybody here?” Tom called.

Suddenly a young man appeared, almost a boy, with dark brown hair and a big smile.  “I’m here” he said.  He looked as if he didn’t belong here.

Tom went towards him.  “Ya gotta promotion?  Are ya in charge of this old place now?”  They hugged.  The boy smiled even more.

“Naw, just for a couple of days.”

Tom pointed towards Ennis.  He looked at them and nodded.  He looked all around the store.  But then he noticed something.  An old picture in a frame sitting on a box.  He went over and picked it up.   A chill went up and down his spine.  He suddenly felt something real strange again.

“You’re such a blast” Tom said.  Tom and the boy laughed and they hugged once more.  Ennis looked at the picture again.  Suddenly he really wanted to go home.  The chill was running up and down his spine.

“How much ya want for this picture?”
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 19, 2007, 08:05:34 pm

That line is too funny, C!  Nothing wrong with a good argument - gets the blood boiling!  You're not surprised that I'm chiming in with a demand request for the make-up sex, are you?  I know you'll find a way to make tomorrow's prompts inspire it.   LOL! 

I had a feeling you might chime in.    ;)    :-*     lol
C*
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Post by: mariez on April 19, 2007, 08:40:05 pm
.  .  . An old picture in a frame sitting on a box.  He went over and picked it up.   A chill went up and down his spine.  He suddenly felt something real strange again. . .

You have a gift for intrigue, you know that, Marl? I like that you leave me thinking and wondering  . . .

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on April 19, 2007, 11:38:52 pm
Aw, thank you so much, Marie. :)

Great drabbles today, drabblers. :D

Marl
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 20, 2007, 06:52:25 am
Greetings everyone,


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Post by: belbbmfan on April 20, 2007, 09:38:09 am
I had a feeling you might chime in.    ;)    :-*     lol
C*

I'm a bit late, but can i still join the chiming in?  ;)

thank you
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 20, 2007, 01:17:02 pm
July 4, 1988

"You got the fried chicken and the potato salad?"

"Yep Grandma....it's all here."

"Did you get the plates 'n silverware?"

"You mean the paper plates and plastic forks?"

"Oh Bobby....You know what I mean?"

"Yes Ma'am....it all here."
"We's all ready ta go?" Ennis said carrying three folding chairs.

The trio are standing by Bobby's pickup ready to leave to the Ranchester Community Church annual Fourth of July picnic and fireworks show. Mrs. twist is especially excited to be attending this year when her two young men.

"Sure we didn't forget anything?"

"We're sure Grandma..."

"Time ta get a move on."

After the long washboard dirt road Bobby finally plus out onto the ribbon to two lane country road. "Sure seem ticked 'bout this picnic Grandma...you ever been before?"
 
"Every year since I was a little girl....they have a real nice gathering....people bring all kinds of food, have raffles, games...the tallest boy from the fourth grade class dresses up as President Lincoln and does his speech" The image of this sends both Ennis and Bobby into hysterics, "...and then the fireworks!...You never seen anything so spectacular!...We'll have a grand ol' time boys."

Nearly midnight when they drove up to the ranch leaving shortly after the fireworks. Ennis. Bobby and Mrs. Twist enjoyed sampling the wide range of culinary delights offered, Ennis's favorite was stuffed mushrooms. Bobby's was something called  potstickers a Chinese family had brought. Ennis and Bobby had won the adult class of the three legged race, Ennis had won Mr's Twist a stuffed bear in the shooting gallery, Mrs. Twist apple pie won a ribbon for first place, Ennis and Bobby won 2nd and 3rd in a log splitting contest.

In the very early hours of the morning long before dawn Ennis awoke to Bobby's voice interrupting his even breaths of sleep . "I know it is Pop...don't worry I'll ask him...we will...."

Later Bobby would hear Ennis. "I know Jack....it's comin' ta....we'll go.....don't ya worry......zzzzzzzzzzzzz......be soon......zzzzzzzzz........zzzzzzzzzzzzzz." Neither would remember the others voice when they awoke in the morning  but would remember their dreams.
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Post by: cwby30 on April 20, 2007, 03:23:19 pm
Mornin', jp.

Just to let you know how much I'm enjoying this series of "drabbles".  Each one leaves me wanting to read another, to see what happens next. 

Glad to see a story where Ennis and Bobby get a chance to know each other for more than a short meeting, a chance to bond, and Ennis gets the opportunity to fulfill part of Jack's dream by helping out on the Ranch in Lightning Flat.  Will he stay on after Bobby leaves to head back to Texas for school? Will Bobby come back during school breaks, next summer? 

From the sounds of it, they're headed up to Brokeback Mountain before Bobby leaves.  Looking forward to those days which will have some deep meaning for them.  Also sounds like Jack is visiting both of them in their dreams, maybe about the same thing.  Time will tell, and hopefully heal. 

Thanks again. 
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Post by: belbbmfan on April 20, 2007, 03:32:18 pm


Just to let you know how much I'm enjoying this series of "drabbles".  Each one leaves me wanting to read another, to see what happens next. 



I agree. I'm enjoying these stories immensely.

Thanks Mark.
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 20, 2007, 03:43:15 pm
Thanks belbbmfan and cwby30. I had just meant to have Bobby thank  Ennis in the first one but I guess it took off. Stay tuned or the  rest of the story.

Mark
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on April 20, 2007, 06:16:20 pm

   Mark you have a wonderful sense of Ennis and his growth, after Jack is gone.
You have him still bonded with Jack, but moved on in a way that allows you and he both to know, and show how much Jack meant to all those who loved him.
He is trying to do what he thinks is the right thing, and give himself a sense of purpose as well.  I really enjoy your stories my friend...         janice
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Post by: Cameron on April 20, 2007, 07:57:38 pm
(Sometimes I just don't know. But oh well, here goes....)

The Pictures

(August 1985)
Ennis asked again “how much ya want for this old picture?” 

The boy looked over and said “for a friend of Tom’s, it’s yours.”
“Are ya sure?”
“Of course” the boy said with another big smile.  “Hey, do you want some lunch?”

“We better be on our way, but come for a walk with me” Tom said to the boy. Then he looked over to Ennis “I think you’ll be okay.” 

He nodded and they went outside.  Ennis was left alone in the store with all the old things.  He put the picture in the frame in his jacket’s pocket.  Tom laughed at him for wearing a jacket on such a warm day.  He walked over to the bookcase filled with all the old books.  He picked up a red one. “Four Score and Seven Years Ago” the title said, “Great American Speeches.”  It was a long time since he held a book in his hands.  Cassie always tried to get him to read, but he used to pretend not to hear her.  He did that a lot to her.  Ennis put that book back and pulled out another one.  But something fell out from between the books.  He bent down to pick it up.

It was a snapshot, in faded color.  Ennis walked towards the door to see it in better light.  There were two young men.  One was surely Tom, a much younger Tom, and the other looked just like the boy.  They both were smiling but looked serious too.  Ennis put it back between the books.  As open as Tom was there was so much he didn’t know about him.

Ennis sat down in one of the old chairs.  He took the picture in the frame out of his pocket.  He sat there and stared at it.  It seemed like he was sitting there for a very long time.  “So predictable”  Toms voice rang out. “He’s always falling asleep.”  Then he said to the boy “just remember what I said.”

Ennis felt Tom’s arms around him.  Right in front of the boy.  “It’s time to go.”  Ennis got up and said a soft “thank you.”  They got back into the truck and drove away.

It was now dusk.  The sun was setting, the sky was soft and grey.  Ennis touched the old picture.  He felt his eyes filling.  He reached over and put his hand on Tom’s knee.  Tom gave his hand a gentle squeeze.  Ennis looked out the window, at the trees passing by them.  He wanted it to help, but again these past few days, nothing seemed to help at all.
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Post by: fernly on April 21, 2007, 01:28:19 am
Cam, Marl, (not sure which you prefer),
I really enjoy the mysteries you're so good at creating in your stories.
What is the picture? Who's the boy? What are he and Tom really talking about?
I like the wondering you inspire...
Thanks. :)
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Post by: Cameron on April 21, 2007, 09:25:17 am
Fern,

Thank you so much, I so appreciate it. :)

Marl
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 21, 2007, 09:33:56 am
Hello everyone,

For today:


L
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 21, 2007, 12:45:48 pm
July 1988

Ennis and bobby are tying down the load of feed, building supplies and weekly staples on his old pickup ready to head back to Lightning Flat. Ennis was insistent this trip to drive his truck. 

"Bobby...Why don't ya drive us home?" tossing him the keys.

"Umm...wel.....umm...."

"Go on ...git in...."

"Umm....."

"Whut's 'sa matter?....cat got yer tongue?....first time Ah ever heard of a Twist bein' tongue tied....Go on."

"Can't..."

"Whut.... whut is it son?"

"Don't know how ta drive a stick...never leaned.....sorry Ennis..." Bobby looking down.

"Don't them fancy tractors at Newsomes have clutches?"

"Naw...leasts I think  they work automatic...when ya move the levers."

"'Bout  time ya learn't then....Whut if ya when ta Europe er somethin'...don't think ya can rent a car there with and automatic Huh?...Whut if Ah fainted on the way back? Huh?...whut er ya gonna do then?....It's okay son...go on git in."

"Now most cars 'n trucks these days have the lever on the floor but Ah got it  here the the column. Back and down is low, then up and forward is second and then straight down is high. Here now you try it and practice pushin' in the clutch each time ya move the lever. An when ya need ta back up reverse is back and up. When ya start off on low you let off the clutch real easy like...practice jut real steady....see the clutch is hooked ta the motor, that part is a big round disk always turnin' other part to the transmission....when you push theys separate....let out theys together." Ennis pushes his hands together to illustrate the workings. Bobby made several dry runs going thru the gears.

"Now go ahead put her in neutral, push in the clutch...start her up." Bobby turns the ignition the old Ford 240CID six comes to life. "Go on ...ya c'n pull on in ta the street." Bobby lets out the clutch and with  a couple of lurches the truck stalls. Ennis puts his hand gently on Bobby's shoulder. "Is okay son....happen's ta ever body first time....try 'n relax....no one behind ya." On the third try Bobby manages to get the truck rolling and with a few lurches through the gears.

"Good thing yer gettin' yourself a new pickup this fall...might ruin this one by the time we get back."

"Don't ya worry none....if this ol' truck c'n survive your daddy drivin' it, it live thru anythin'"

"Pop?....he drove this truck?"

"A time or two...think it was the only time he drove a shift since that old black pickup he use ta  have....stalled it all the time...." Ennis smiled back at him, both braking into laughter.  By they time the arrived at Lightning Flat, Ennis having him do countless stop and starts, Bobby was fit to drive anything.

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Post by: mariez on April 21, 2007, 01:05:22 pm
.  .  .

"Did you get the plates 'n silverware?"

"You mean the paper plates and plastic forks?"

"Oh Bobby....You know what I mean?" .  . .


.  .  . Mrs. twist is especially excited to be attending this year when her two young men.  .  .  . .


 . . .Neither would remember the others voice when they awoke in the morning  but would remember their dreams. .  .  .

Mark, you really outdid yourself with this.  For some reason the bit about the "silverware"  struck me as funny and real - just the kind of little exchanges that I can imagine between Bobby and his Grandma Twist. Having Ennis present is not only great for Bobby - it has to be such a comfort to Mrs. Twist - "..her two young men..."  And my favorite part - sweet Jack guiding them both ..... :)


(Sometimes I just don't know. But oh well, here goes....)
.  .  .
It was a snapshot, in faded color.  Ennis walked towards the door to see it in better light.  There were two young men.  One was surely Tom, a much younger Tom, and the other looked just like the boy.  They both were smiling but looked serious too.  Ennis put it back between the books.  As open as Tom was there was so much he didn’t know about him.  .  .  .   

Well, you might not know sometimes, Marl - but your instincts sure do.  Ennis's thoughts about Tom are just what I was thinking - there seem to be a lot of intertwining puzzles.  I also appreciate the ways you demonstrate Ennis's grieving process - up and down, waxing and waning - but ever-present.


.  .  .
"Don't ya worry none....if this ol' truck a'n survive your daddy drivin' it, it live thru anythin'"

"Pop?....he drove this truck?"

"A time or two...think it was the only time he drove a shift since that old black pickup he use ta  have....stalled it all the time...." Ennis smiled back at him, both braking into laughter.  By they time the arrived at Lightning Flat, Ennis having him do countless stop and starts, Bobby was fit to drive anything.  .  . 

Hey, great timing, Mark.  I was just about to post.  This is great - Bobby driving Ennis's truck and learning that his dad did too.  I enjoyed Ennis's lesson - (I can't drive a stick, either! LOL!  My husband gave me a brief lesson once  :-\ - maybe I needed Ennis to teach me!)

Thanks!
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on April 21, 2007, 02:00:52 pm
Hello drabble lovers.  My dabble... :)


I’m not alone..

October 1984

Alma Jr. stirred the thick soup that was starting to simmer on the gas burner.  She washed the two enamel bowls she found sitting in the sink and dried them with a clean cloth.  She looked over at him, sitting in that old armchair, fumbling with his pocket radio.  A smile crossed her lips.

“Dad, I can’t believe ya still have that radio.  I remember the Christmas Ma bought it for ya..” she said, ladling beef barley soup into the clean bowls.

“Still got it and it still works.  Batteries kinda low now though..” he looked up from the little black radio and smiled as she brought over the steaming bowls of soup and a plate of biscuits, neatly arranged on a tray. 

“After this, it’ll be pie for dessert..” she looked at him with bright eyes and placed the tray on the little table; they both dug in.

She had been wondering how to broach the subject all evening.  She knew how much he liked to be left alone; maybe that was just the problem.  She sipped her coffee and watched as he enjoyed a second helping of rhubarb and cherry pie.  He looked happy and relaxed; now was the time.. She cleared her throat.

“Daddy, um, I’d like us to talk about a few things..” she started.

“Course darlin’…What dya wanna talk about?” he ate the last forkful of pie on his plate and rubbed his belly happily.  “Yer a fantastic cook, Alma.  Jus’ like ya Ma was.. You’ve sure spoiled me tonight.. Thank you darlin’..”

She felt a lump growing in her throat, “Um, Daddy.. Kurt and I have talked about this and we’d like you to move to town, stay with us for a while.  That way I can look after ya better, make sure yer eating well and … well, ya’ll have someone to talk to whenever ya want..”  She took a deep breath, “I worry about ya being alone in this trailer, no friends, nobody around..” her eyes were starting to well up with tears.  He lowered his head for a moment and said nothing.

“Don’t worry about me darlin’, I take care of myself …and … I’m not alone in this trailer..” he said in a low voice; his eyes resting on the little closet against the wall..

(To be continued..)
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Post by: cwby30 on April 21, 2007, 03:57:28 pm
Afternoon, Mark.

Another great one.  Glad you have continued to add to this story line.  Ennis is doing things for Jack as well as for Bobby, teaching Bobby the things he didn't have the time to do...time ran out...and being a solid man in Bobby's life, talking to him like a man, treating him like a man, and not like a kid.  Also, he is doing something for himself.  Truly a win-win-win situation for all. 

Like the pictures from the movie that you add at the end of each one.  Gives a visual to the story. 

Thanks again. 
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Post by: Penthesilea on April 21, 2007, 04:39:59 pm
The Pictures

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Ennis looked out the window, at the trees passing by them.  He wanted it to help, but again these past few days, nothing seemed to help at all.


Oh my. *sad sigh*

I like the overall mood of the Tom story; it has a quiet, unagitated quality to it. Looking forward to more.



"Don't ya worry none....if this ol' truck c'n survive your daddy drivin' it, it live thru anythin'"

"Pop?....he drove this truck?"

"A time or two...think it was the only time he drove a shift since that old black pickup he use ta  have....stalled it all the time...." Ennis smiled back at him, both braking into laughter.  By they time the arrived at Lightning Flat, Ennis having him do countless stop and starts, Bobby was fit to drive anything.


I loved this last part.



“Don’t worry about me darlin’, I take care of myself …and … I’m not alone in this trailer..” he said in a low voice; his eyes resting on the little closet against the wall..

I liked the exchange between the two in this one. Very close to the mood in the movie. "Daddy, you need more furniture" - "You don't got nothing, then you don't need nothing."
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Post by: Cameron on April 21, 2007, 05:45:42 pm
The Ride in the Dark

(August 1985)
They drove home in the darkness.  The radio was playing, an old transistor radio that Tom used in the truck, because the one in the truck was broken.  They listened to sad country songs, all about lovers fighting and lovers leaving.  Every so often a gentle voice would come on the radio, urging you to buy some more beer.

Ennis was between sleep and wakefulness, between dreams and reality during the long car ride in the darkness.  He kept his hand in his jacket pocket.  He was in the truck with Tom, then the boy was there too.  But then he was in the old apartment, taking care of Alma Jr. and Jenny, both sick with the chicken pox.  He was with Jack, and then he was with a man who he did not know, a man that he could not recognize.  The man was kissing him and beginning to take of his clothes.  Ennis pulled himself away, his heart was beating so fast, but the man would not let him go.

Ennis was jolted again by a sudden stop.  The strange man was not there, just Tom, looking at him with a little smile on his face.

“Wow, that must have been some dream” Tom said.

“I don’t know, why did ya stop?” Ennis asked.  “Where are we?”

“Wanted to make sure you were okay, you were practically screaming.”

“I was?” Ennis said, confused.  He looked outside the window, there was just a blurry darkness.  He opened the door and got out.  They had stopped next to a field of barley, blowing in the night time breeze.

He took deep breaths of the cool night air.  He touched the picture again, it was still there. Ennis looked up at the sky.  The stars were all covered with the clouds but a part of the moon was shining through.

Tom was soon next to him and he put his arm around him.  He whispered into Ennis’s ear “I worry about you, Lord I just wish I could know what was really goin’ on.  I wish you were happy, I wish I could make you happy.”

The barley was whimpering and rustling in front of them.  Ennis felt Tom’s breath.  Then he felt his lips, on his face and on his neck.  Ennis turned towards him.  He could feel Tom’s lips on his mouth, his arms tightly around him.  Ennis wrapped his arms around Tom’s firm waist and he let Tom reach inside him.  He could feel the metal frame of the picture between their bodies, pressed together by the darkness.  He could feel Tom’s hands all over.  Ennis wanted it to be enough, he wanted it to be what he needed.

But they both pulled away.  They got back into the truck and drove again in the darkness, listening to the sad songs on the radio.

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Post by: mariez on April 21, 2007, 07:09:55 pm

I’m not alone..
October 1984 .  .  .

(To be continued..)   

I'm glad you told us - definitely want to see where this is headed. 


.  . I like the overall mood of the Tom story; it has a quiet, unagitated quality to it.  .  . 

"Quite, unagitated quality" - yeah, that's a good description, Chrissi.


.  .  .They got back into the truck and drove again in the darkness, listening to the sad songs on the radio. 

That's exactly how this made me feel - sad.  I don't think Ennis is done with his journey yet, though ... I hope not? 

Thanks, all
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 21, 2007, 09:08:56 pm
Ennis stood by nervously, the radio on the credenza playing 'I'll Always Love You'., looking on as Scott begins to trim  Jack's hair.

"So you fellas known each other a long time?"

Ennis feelling a little uncomfortable looks down.

"Yep sure have!" Jack rang back. "Fact is that's why we's here...Twenty five years this very day!....accordin' ta Ennis here."

"Sure is something!....you both must have been pretty young when you met!"

"We.....we wuz both 19 when we...we met up." Ennis timidly spoke up. "Jack here...he's ah got a couple o' months on me..... And he sure is ah startin' ta  show it!" Livening up. "Lookie here!" Ennis poking through Jack's hair. "Got a gray hair right here....and another here!....." Then moving his hand to Jack's neck. "Startin ta get these here lines on the back o' his neck....."

Jack reaching out from behind the smock slap Ennis's hand out of the way causing him to hit himself in the face with his own hand.

"See th kinda things Ah gotta put up with?" Ennis said, looking at Scott.


Insert to CH3 "SHIRTS..."

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Post by: Cameron on April 21, 2007, 11:31:52 pm
M,

That was great, looking forward to the rest.

Marie and Chrissie and M,

Thank you so much as always. :)
 I don't think the journey is finished either ;)

Marl
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 21, 2007, 11:49:07 pm
Making Up  (Follow up to “The Fight”)



Somewhere in an AU world…
12:13 a.m.   



Jack didn’t move from his spot on the window seat, both legs pulled up tight, arms wrapped around them snugly, his forlorn chin resting on his knees.  The old radio was playing in the corner, some corny love song from the 60’s barely registering on Jack’s brain.   

Jack held his breath and waited, contemplating getting up, weighing the option of stopping Ennis in the kitchen, before the man went back to the bedroom with his midnight snack.

The shadow was looming over him before Jack even had a chance to rise. 

“Hey.”

“Hey.”   

“Brought you some beef with barley soup.  You like this one, don’t ya?”   

Jack nodded.   

“You didn’t eat much earlier…when we was…well…I think the wall kinda got most of our supper before…” Ennis grimaced, shrugging his shoulders. 

Jack chuckled.  “Yeah, think so too.”

Ennis sat at the other end of the window seat, folding his left leg underneath him, letting his right leg dangle, and handed the steaming bowl to Jack. 

“You aint brought me soup since I was sick with the chicken pox a year ago December.  Remember that?”

“How could I forget?  You was sick as a dog.  Shit.  I thought only kids was supposed to get the chicken pox?”

“Yeah, well, nothin’ never come to me the right way.  Always ass-backwards.”  Jack chuckled, taking a large spoonful of the steaming soup.  “Damn, this is good.”  Jack sighed.  “Hungry after all.” 

“Thought so.”  Ennis smiled softly.

“How ‘bout you?  You hungry, cowboy?”  Jack held out the spoon, ready to share the meal.

“Oh, yeah, Bud.  I’m hungry.” Ennis replied, voice going a notch deeper.  “Why don’t you hurry up with that there soup, so I can show you just how hungry I am.”     

Jack spilled half the soup to the floor, unable to move it out of the way fast enough. 

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Sorry, Lucise, I realize this isn't very 'heated.'  I need more than 300 words to make it really steamy.  But the soup is nice and warm.   ;)   lol     ;D
C*
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 22, 2007, 10:21:36 am
How about these for today.
 

Mark
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Post by: Lumière on April 22, 2007, 01:27:40 pm
Making Up  (Follow up to “The Fight”)


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Sorry, Lucise, I realize this isn't very 'heated.'  I need more than 300 words to make it really steamy.  But the soup is nice and warm.   ;)   lol     ;D
C*
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Hehe ..Just when things were starting to get really steamy, I see "306 words" ..  ;D
Okay, I will use my imagination from that point on..LOL
At least they made up!!
Cheers, C!  8)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 22, 2007, 01:29:30 pm

Hehe ..Just when things were starting to get really steamy, I see "306 words" ..  ;D
Okay, I will use my imagination from that point on..LOL
At least they made up!!
Cheers, C!  8)


Yes, that is the important part.   ;)

C*   
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 22, 2007, 02:38:26 pm
July 1988

"Think I'm gonna turn in Ennis...we worked pretty hard today.....ya comin'?" Bobby looked anxiously at Ennis.

"Be in, in a minute....keep the light on."

Both Ennis and Bobby had something they promised themselves to ask of the other this day but neither yet could seem to find the right moment. Ennis slowly got up and made his way to their room. Pulling the covers over, Bobby reached for the light on the nightstand.

"No leave it on just ah bit."

"Somethin' wrong Ennis?"

"No....not at tall.." Trying to gather courage to say what he wanted. "Bobby...."

"What isi it Ennis?...."

"Aw ....nothin'...ya can go ahead 'n turn out the light."

Laying back in the darkness, shadows from the window on the ceiling both men are deep in their thoughts.

"Ennis..."
"Bobby..." The both had said in unison. "Um...um ya want me ta pull the shade?"

"No its fine.....it's"

"Sure?"

"Yep...."

"Bobby..."
"Ennis..." They both again said in unison.

"Somethin' wrong son?....somethin' Ah c'n help with?....ya c'n tell me anythin'"

"I know....sounds like ya got somethin' on your mind Ennis....and you can tell me if ya want....you wanna tell...."

"Bobby...Bobby, back....back when Ah found out 'bout yer dad....spoke ta yer mama on the phone....only time Ah ever called...thought must be some horrible mistake....your mama, she was real nice ta me....told me you dad...you dad wanted ta have his ashes scattered on Brokeback mountain....she said it was his favorite place...she ...she didn't know where it was.......Thought it might me up here near where he grew up....said half his ashes were sent up here...Ah came up here that first time a few days later ta bring him up....your grandpa Twist...he told Jack was to be buried in here in the family plot.....Ah kinda thought with him gone...your grandpa gone and ever  thing with the ranch 'n all...mebe could carry out your dad's wishes...but Ah don't know....not sure how your grandma would feel 'bout diggin' 'm up..."

"Ennis...Ennis won't....won't he as hard as all that...."

"Huh?...whut ta mean?"

"See....Ennis...mom never could bring herself ta bury dad's ashes...kept 'm in a urn all this time... Dad..he told me 'bout Brokeback...wantin' ta have his ashes...on that last trip we went on. Kept after mom ta let me take him up...shouldn't be split in two like that...this might be the last chance ta do what dad wanted....Ennis ....I took 'm up with me! their here!.... and know what else!...grandma..she couldn't bury him neither!.... We...we can do it Ennis!....we c'n take him up there....all of him....that's I've been thinkin' on ta tell you.... Can....can we Ennis?..." Bobby near tears.

"You...you betcha son...we c'n go in a few days...do right by yer dad..."

"Still got some warm down bags from when me 'n dad use ta fish 'n camp...little stove too...everything we need."

"We'll take the horses up...try out that new trailer....pack everthin' we need.....now best ta get ta sleep son...we'll talk more in the mornin' ...nite Bobby..."

"Nite Ennis..."

In deep peaceful sleep both men dreamed of Jack Twist, laughing telling stories of bull ridding, dancing around the campfire, side by side on horse back, always with a the big wide smiling face looking back.

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Post by: Lumière on April 22, 2007, 02:47:26 pm

Wrapping up yesterday's drabble...  (there may be one more after this one ..  :) )



I’m not alone, Part II..

October 1984


Alma’s eyes followed her father’s and rested on the closet he was looking at so intently.
“Yer not alone?” her voice was quiet.  She hadn’t planned on discussing one particular subject on this visit, but there was no backing out now.

“Daddy, um, a few months back, after the wedding  ... Ma told me some things..”

He could feel the tightness in his chest return.  “Yeah?  What things?”

“Me and Jenny always thought that you and Ma divorced because we were poor and …well, because you did fight a lot sometimes … But I didn’t know it was because..” she swallowed hard, “Because you had someone else..”

His heart was pounding in his chest.  Why did Alma tell them about Jack?  Who knows how many other people she must’ve told?  How would he explain this to his daughter; what would she think of him?  This was one moment he’d always dreaded, and it hurt like salt on a gaping wound.  He rose from the old armchair and grabbed the keys to his truck lying on the nightstand by the twin bed.  He was almost out the door when she grabbed his hand.

“Daddy!  Please, I just wanna talk, then I’ll leave ya be..”  She held onto his hand with both of hers, her eyes shining with tears.  He sat back down heavily in the armchair and hunched over, eyes on the floor.

“I wasn’t going to bring this up, wasn’t sure how.  But I’ve been thinking about this non-stop ever since Ma told me.”  She held fast onto his hand, “I used to think you were perfect because yer my daddy, I had no idea that …” She wiped a tear running down her cheek and continued, “Is this the person yer with now … when ya say yer not alone?” 

He lifted his head and looked into her eyes.  He saw no hatred or revulsion in them like he feared he would; instead they were pools of worry, concern and confusion.  He was trying so hard to restrain the tears, his lips trembled.

“Yes..” he paused and drew in a shaky breath, “He’s dead now..”

Her mouth hung open.  “Whut?”

He nodded quietly.

“He?  Ma never said you was with a ‘he’..”


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Post by: mariez on April 22, 2007, 05:28:21 pm
.  .  .
“How ‘bout you?  You hungry, cowboy?”  Jack held out the spoon, ready to share the meal. .  .  .  

Watching the boys take care of each other is very sexy!   :)  And I loved how you worked this line in - 'Yeah, well, nothin’ never come to me the right way... . ' -gave me a little pang. 


. . . .
"Somethin' wrong son?....somethin' Ah c'n help with?....ya c'n tell me anythin'" .  .  .  . .

In deep peaceful sleep both men dreamed of Jack Twist, laughing telling stories of bull ridding, dancing around the campfire, side by side on horse back, always with a the big wide smiling face looking back.

As I'm reading, I can't help but remember that in the short story Ennis mentions that he used to want a boy, but just got girls.... now he has Jack's boy... and the pictures make me feel as though I'm watching a sequel.  Thanks for "Shirts" insert, too.  :)



Wrapping up yesterday's drabble...  (there may be one more after this one ..  :) )



I’m not alone, Part II..
.  .  .
“He?  Ma never said you was with a ‘he’..” 

Uh oh - this is where the dramatic music plays . . . I hope there's more!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on April 22, 2007, 05:33:00 pm
Watching the boys take care of each other is very sexy!   :)  And I loved how you worked this line in - 'Yeah, well, nothin’ never come to me the right way... . ' -gave me a little pang. 

Thanks,
Marie

Thanks Marie!    ;D
I couldn't get too carried away and still keep it to about 300 words.   ;)   lol

And I was wondering if you would catch the line from the OS.   
(Actually, I knew you would. I was counting on it.)   ;)

C*
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on April 22, 2007, 05:50:41 pm


   Yet another beautiful chapter in this story Markie...

    Same for you Milli you guys make me
     happy                                                                           :D   :D


                                                                                   janice
                                               
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Post by: Cameron on April 22, 2007, 07:42:02 pm
(I hope it was as beautiful out by you as it was here today, here's my 'drabble'...)

Home Again

(August 1985)
Tom drove for a while longer in the darkness.  Ennis just sat silently beside him. Then Tom stopped the truck again.  Ennis thought he was wide awake this time. 

“My eyes are closing” Tom said.  “I had better rest for a while.”

“I’ll drive” Ennis said, looking out the window.

“Naw” Tom chuckled.  “You’re worse than me, let’s just sit here for awhile.”  Tom reached over and placed his hand on Ennis's thigh.  They both soon fell asleep. 

Ennis woke first, he had been dreaming again.  This time Tom and his friend, the one in the other picture, were in his dreams.  They were together and they were telling Ennis to come with them.  He couldn’t decide if he should go.  But when he woke he was still standing there, trying to make up his mind.

He looked all around.  He was surprised that they had slept there till sunrise. The sky was now pink and yellow and peach and lavender, some places all the colors were together.  Ennis got out of the truck.  They were all alone on the empty road.

Ennis went back to the seat and looked at Tom.  There was no need to wake him, anyway it was a Sunday, there was no place he had to be.  But Tom soon woke up and then they drove back to the trailers in silence.  After they arrived and they both finally got out of the truck, Tom said sadly “I hope ya come by later.”  Ennis didn’t answer him.  “By the way, what’s with the old picture?” Tom asked.

Again Ennis didn’t reply.  He went inside his stifling trailer and carefully put the picture on his nightstand.  He took a long cool shower in his tiny bathroom.  Then he lay down to rest, looking at the picture, with the sun pouring in.  It was now the middle of the day.  He wasn’t really sleepy anymore, but he didn’t know what else to do.   

Ennis was woken by a loud knock on the door.  He got up off the bed and knocked over the salt shaker that was on the table as he rushed to the door.  No one had ever knocked so loudly before. 

The knocking continued.  But as soon as Ennis got near the door it suddenly stopped.  He opened the door.  Nobody was there.  He went down the steps and looked all around.  Nobody was there.  He looked towards Tom’s trailer.  He could see Tom over there, asleep on the plastic lawn chair.  He walked around his trailer.  Nobody else was there at all.

Ennis went back inside and sat on the bed.  He picked up the old picture again.  He sat there, like that, for a long time, with the picture in his hands until the sun began making its way down again.   

Then there was another loud knock on the door.
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 23, 2007, 06:05:11 am
Hi everyone,


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Post by: belbbmfan on April 23, 2007, 12:57:54 pm




I’m not alone, Part II..

October 1984


“He?  Ma never said you was with a ‘he’..”


*gasp*  :o

More please Milli! lovely drabble, thank you.
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Post by: belbbmfan on April 23, 2007, 01:02:37 pm
(I hope it was as beautiful out by you as it was here today, here's my 'drabble'...)

Home Again


Ennis went back inside and sat on the bed.  He picked up the old picture again.  He sat there, like that, for a long time, with the picture in his hands until the sun began making its way down again.   

Then there was another loud knock on the door.


I'm really enjoying the Tom and Ennis story. Tom is a reassuring presence in Ennis's life, and he gives Ennis the space he obviously needs to deal with all the mysterious things he discovers. I like your writing Marl!  :)
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Post by: Lumière on April 23, 2007, 01:30:39 pm
*gasp*  :o

More please Milli! lovely drabble, thank you.

Cheers for the comments Fabienne (and Marie!)  ;)
I think I may have one more after that one .. :)

Cheers!
~M
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 23, 2007, 01:45:50 pm
July 1988

"Ah be damned....It's still there....." Ennis said looking out the window as he came to a stop at the old trailer in Signal. "See them steps by the door?....Ah wuz leanin' right there against that trailer next ta them steps when Ah first seen yer dad."

Ennis and Bobby are on the way to the Brokeback traihead in Bobby's pickup, Ennis driving with his new horse trailer hitched on with the two horses from the ranch. Between them on the bench seat a box of Ritz crackers, becoming ragged from Bobby and Ennis swatting each others hands out of the way for a turn.

"Yep...wuz leanin'  next ta those very steps...yer dad came barrlin' round that corner in that ol' pickup of his...buckin' 'n snortin'...Get it ta a stop right over there...." Bobby starts laughing. "....then gets out acting a tough...cursin' at the truck...kicks it!..." Bobby is near hysterics. "...then leans back....tryin' ta look a slick....like he could take a bull down 'n each arm.... Didn't know then whether we's both doin' up ta the sheep or if he's competition fer the job...wasn't sure then if Ah wanted ta be goin' up with 'm if we's goin together.... Course both you 'n Ah know....your daddy gentle as a lamb...."

Ennis remained there in the middle of the deserted main street in Signal transfixed on those steps. "Ennis....you okay?..."

"Oh...yeah son...fine...." Ennis then make a clumsy stab at the nonexistent clutch pedal at the same time attempting to put the auto trans quadrant  into three  on the tree low, in the process hitting the power window button with he left knee startling himself as the window rises. Bobby starts to giggle. "Damn! ...sure am glad muh new pickup ain't gonna be havin' all these fool contraptions on it!"
Ennis gently pushes the accelerator to move forward. "Don't seen natural.... just pushing ta go... gotta be able ta harness the power...control it."

"Lookie there! ...your daddy..he took me ta that bar over there after we's wuz hired up...that mornin' ....treated me ta beers... I hardly had no money....said it wuz on him... me pratically a total stranger.... Guess it 'bout time Ah returned the favor... Bobby...we'll stop, Ah buy ya a beer....okay? Need ta check on them horses anyways...."

Walking inside Ennis stares at the walls, everything nearly as it was more than a quarter century ago, himself taken back to that one day in 1963 stepping in this very room with tall dark haired cowboy, father of the young man with him now.

Seated at the bar with their beers, Ennis still looking around the room, bull horns, rope coils, pictures bringing back to that day. "Ennis...you 'n dad....you never came back....here....or Brokeback?"

"No....never did son....can't really say fer sure Ah know why.....just never even brought up goin' back...we wuz close....at Pine Creek where we went a lot, ya ca see Brokeback...but never again on the mountain itself.... Never went through Signal again neither.... always went the backside."

"You okay Ennis? ...." Bobby looking closely at Ennis.

Ennis look back. "Yep son....Am good.....real good."

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Post by: belbbmfan on April 23, 2007, 02:55:58 pm
July 1988

"You okay Ennis? ...." Bobby looking closely at Ennis.

Ennis look back. "Yep son....Am good.....real good."

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oww, Mark, I'm going to need a hanky for the next chapters! It's so good Ennis and Bobby have each other to go through what will certainly be a emotional journey for both of them.

thank you
 :)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on April 23, 2007, 04:16:53 pm


   I am loving this story Mark...it is great...thank you

                                                 janice
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Post by: mariez on April 23, 2007, 04:49:35 pm
July 1988

"Ah be damned....It's still there....." Ennis said looking out the window as he came to a stop at the old trailer in Signal. "See them steps by the door?....Ah wuz leanin' right there against that trailer next ta them steps when Ah first seen yer dad."  .  .  .

Mark, I'm with Fabienne, this is so emotional . . . in a good way.  And you know what always gets to me?  That paper bag.   :'(

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: cwby30 on April 23, 2007, 05:44:59 pm
Afternoon, jp.

Another insightful chapter in your story.  Nice how Ennis can look back at the beginning with love, and have Bobby there to share it with, and showBobby more of how much Jack and Ennis felt for each other. It gives Bobby a sense of time and place with his Dad, seeing things Jack never shared much with him, putting a picture with a story.  Hope this isn't the only time that Ennis and Bobby have time together at the Twist Ranch; they're each filling a void in the other's life, and it would be good if they can continue to share time. 

Thanks again for this one, and for your other stories.  Any timetable for the next chapter of the anniversary story?
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Post by: Cameron on April 23, 2007, 06:27:31 pm
Questions

(August 1985)
There was another knock on the door. Ennis went to the door slowly this time.  But when he opened it, once again no one was there.  He looked all around.  No one was to be seen except for Tom, sitting on the steps of his trailer, smoking a cigarette.  Ennis walked over.  “Did ya see anyone around?”

“No, why?”

“Someone keeps knocking on my door, but no one’s there.”

Tom looked up at him with narrowed eyes.  “Haven’t seen anybody, been right here.”

Ennis sat down.  Tom put his hand on Ennis’s arm.  “How did ya get this?” he asked.  Ennis looked at his arm.  There was a huge black and blue bruise right on his forearm.

“I have no idea, I just don’t know.”

“Didn’t you feel anythin’?  With such a bad bruise?  Now I really am worried about ya.”  Tom placed his hand right on the ugly bruise.  “Hey, did you eat anything at all?  Maybe ya just need some food.”

Ennis just shook his head.  Tom went inside and came back out with a box of Ritz crackers and a plastic bowl of onion dip.  Ennis took a few and realized it was a long time since he ate, but he wasn’t hungry at all.  “Why did ya go all the way out there?” he asked.

“Wanted you to meet my friend, that was his son.” Tom replied.

“Why, why did ya want me to meet him?”  Ennis asked with real fatigue in his voice.

But Tom didn’t answer that.  “Are you goin’ to tell me about that picture?” he asked instead.  Ennis looked at the ground and dug the dirt with his feet. 

“I know, probably somethin’ about your friend.  Ya know, you ought to talk about him, sometimes, ya know?”

“Why?” Ennis said, “ya never talk about your friend.”  Ennis threw a sideways glance at Tom.  “Besides ya never told me how you knew it in the first place, ya don’t tell me anythin'” Ennis said with a strange unfamiliar tone in his voice, as he continued to furiously dig at the ground with his feet.

Tom stared at him.  Ennis rubbed at the bruise on his arm where it suddenly started to hurt.  They sat there in silence.  Ennis started to get up, he wanted to walk away, but he sat back down.  The silence pushed him back.  The silence was deafening.  The silence blocked out all the other sounds, the crickets, the far away owls in the trees and the passing trucks in the distance.  It blocked out the wind that was rushing between them.

But suddenly the silence was broken, by the wild rustling and the swaying of the lilac bush just beyond them.  “What the hell was that?” Tom yelled.

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Post by: Lumière on April 23, 2007, 07:26:50 pm
Greetings.

More on Jr and her Dad later..
Here is one that I always wanted to write, for his sake as much as mine..  ;)



Only You..

The old man sat alone at the quiet kitchen table.  The light from the candles he had lit bathed the little kitchen in warm, yellow light.  He looked at the vacant chair across from him and pushed his plate of food to the side.

He walked up the stairs to the bedroom they had shared for more than thirty years.  Every where he looked, memories jumped out at him.  He fell on his knees at the right side of the bed and clung to the pillow lying there.  He buried his face into it and sobbed.

The next morning, a handful of people gathered around the grave and paid their last respects.  He stood there for a long time, staring at the mound of dirt – here laid his beloved, the one true love of his life.  How hard they’d worked to get where they were, how much they’d suffered to find a little peace, how much they’d given up for a little chance at happiness in this life.  Tears ran down the wrinkled cheeks.  Some day the lilacs he had planted at the foot and head of this grave would blossom from the little heap of dirt into a fragrant bushes of wild beauty – just like their love had done.

The old man closed his eyes; images of the black and blue corpse flooded his mind.  He let out a sob and hunkered down.  He placed a hand on the heap of dirt;
“They may get me next, I don’t care, as long as they lay me down right here next to you.. My dear Earl, I’ll always love ya … only you.” 


                                             (http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Misc/15822585.jpg)
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 23, 2007, 10:04:39 pm
Thanks for all you comment everyone, very much appreciated. Cwby30, I will likely finish this one first before I get back to 'SHIRTS...'.

May take a break tomorrow, busy business day.


Mark
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Post by: mariez on April 24, 2007, 07:27:09 am
Ennis went back inside and sat on the bed.  He picked up the old picture again.  He sat there, like that, for a long time, with the picture in his hands until the sun began making its way down again.  


“Why?” Ennis said, “ya never talk about your friend.”  Ennis threw a sideways glance at Tom.  “Besides ya never told me how you knew it in the first place, ya don’t tell me anythin'” Ennis said with a strange unfamiliar tone in his voice, as he continued to furiously dig at the ground with his feet. 

Wow, Marl - it feels like we're reaching a critical point here with these last two - I'm worried about Ennis, too. You've got me hooked.


Greetings.
.  .  .
The old man closed his eyes; images of the black and blue corpse flooded his mind.  He let out a sob and hunkered down.  He placed a hand on the heap of dirt;
“They may get me next, I don’t care, as long as they lay me down right here next to you.. My dear Earl, I’ll always love ya … only you.”  

Awww, thanks for this, Milli.  All they wanted to do was live and love ... :' ( In their own way, they were major characters in the story, weren't they?

Thanks, again
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 24, 2007, 07:29:18 am
Hi everyone,

For today


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Post by: Lumière on April 24, 2007, 11:32:04 am
Awww, thanks for this, Milli.  All they wanted to do was live and love ... :' ( In their own way, they were major characters in the story, weren't they?

Agreed.  :)
I guess I always wondered about Rich and how he must've felt when he found Earl's body lying there.
Now I feel a bit better knowing that he got a proper funeral..  ;)
Cheers Marie!  :-*


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Post by: Penthesilea on April 24, 2007, 12:57:19 pm
Somewhere in AU-land

„Wait a minute. There's something on your collar.
What's that? Is that lipstick?“

Ennis shrugged and turned away with a non-committal grunt, but Jack saw him blushing.

„Hey, there's more of it on your ear. Why are you full of lipstick?“

„Must be from Junior.“

„You know as good as me that she barely ever wears lipstick. And she didn't earlier today when I drove her to the dentist.“

Ennis sighed heavily. He knew Jack wouldn't stop his questioning before he came to know everything.

„It's from Sandy.“

„Sandy? She's five!“

Meanwhile Ennis's face turned even a darker shade of red.

„I know how old our granddaughter is, dumbass. She wanted to play 'wedding day'. She was the bride so I had to be the groom. Remember Francine's wedding, when Sandy cried so hard because she didn't catch the bridal bouquet?“

Jack nodded, grinning mischievously, clearly enjoying Ennis embarrassment.

„Well, Frannie gave her the lipstick instead. The one she wore on her wedding day.“

„So you're married again? And even to a woman!“ Jack was laughing openly now.

Despite his embarassement, Ennis had to grin, too. „Well, since I can't marry you, I thought Sandy would be the next best choice. At least she'll know how to cook for me when I'm old and rickety.“

„You know, in Europe we could.“

„Whut?“

„Marry. There's a country, Denmark, who allows two guys or two girls to marry since last year. Would you?“

The mischief was now on Ennis. „Only if you'd promise to learn how to cook properly.“

„I would.“

„I would.“

„I reckon the grooms should kiss at this point. C'mere“


273 words
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Post by: mariez on April 24, 2007, 04:31:02 pm
.  .  .
„I would.“

„I would.“

„I reckon the grooms should kiss at this point. C'mere“ 

Aww. . . sweet  (and I do love me a blushing Ennis)  :)

Thanks, Chrissi
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on April 24, 2007, 04:42:24 pm
Fabienne and Marie,

Thank You!!!!! :)

Marl
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Post by: Lumière on April 24, 2007, 06:24:45 pm
Aww. . . sweet  (and I do love me a blushing Ennis)  :)


What Marie said!
Btw, Chrissi, the boys could come to Canadaland and get married!  I won't miss their wedding for the world!   8)
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Post by: Cameron on April 24, 2007, 07:32:42 pm
(I know, way over, sorry..)

Knowing Everything and Nothing


(August 1985)
The lilac bush was wildly rustling.  Tom yelled again even louder this time “what the hell was that?”  Ennis sat there with his eyes open wide.  Tom got up and began walking towards the bush.  “Must be an animal, I guess.”  The bush kept on shaking.  Tom walked over and walked all around it, but then he quickly came back.  “That's the strangest thing I have ever seen, ain’t no critter anywhere.”

Ennis got up and began walking away.  “I’m goin’” he said.  “I don’t know about this.”  But Tom quickly went up to him and put his arms around him.  Then grabbed his collar and stroked his neck 

“I want ya to stay” Tom said.

Tom pressed his body close, and said again, softly and hungrily “I really want you to stay.”  Ennis looked right into his deep blue eyes.  He allowed himself to feel Tom’s body against his.  But then he broke away and said “I can’t, I can’t stay, I gotta go.”

Tom’s face began to darken.  “Ya know, you sound just like a broken record.  Always, I can’t and I won’t.  Why don’t ya ever let yourself do what ya really want to do?” he almost yelled with the frustration growing in his voice.  “I know ya want to stay, I know ya need to stay.”

Ennis looked over at the lilac bush, it finally stopped its motion.  He looked at Tom.  “Ya know that?  Ennis asked.  “Ya think you know everthin' about me?” he said with his eyes piercing Tom, but then he quickly stared at the ground.

“I know plenty” Tom replied.  “You just think people don’t know all about you.”

Ennis shot him an angry look, and hurried back to his trailer.  He sat down on the bed, breathing hard and trembling.  He went to the closet, he opened the door and he looked at the shirts, but then he quickly closed the door back again.  Ennis then stood there with his eyes fixed on the closed closet door, breathing like he was gasping for air.  Hanging on the knob was a yellow plastic tape measure, that Cassie used when she talked about fixing up the place.  But she never got to do any of the things that she wanted to do.  Ennis had no idea that the thing was still there.  He picked it up and sat back down on the bed and began twisting and wrapping it around his hands.  He looked at the old picture on his nightstand.  Then he said out loud.  “ya know just what I want, do ya?”  He stretched the tape measure out in front of him.

Suddenly the trailer door swung open with a loud bang.  The wind came howling in.  Ennis’s hands began to shake even more.  He dropped the tape measure.  It fell to the floor and he bent down to pick it up.  But just as he straightened up, the picture crashed to the floor.

“What the fuck is happenin’?”  Ennis tried to scream, but the words didn’t come out.  The noise was roaring in his ears.

 But then, suddenly, the silence returned.
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Post by: belbbmfan on April 25, 2007, 01:47:39 am
Somewhere in AU-land

„I would.“

„I would.“

„I reckon the grooms should kiss at this point. C'mere“


273 words


Lovely, just lovely Chrissi! Thank you  :)
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Post by: belbbmfan on April 25, 2007, 01:49:03 am

Btw, Chrissi, the boys could come to Canadaland and get married!  I won't miss their wedding for the world!   8)

Great idea Milli. How about then end of July?  :D I'll be there.
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Post by: Penthesilea on April 25, 2007, 02:12:34 am
Thank you Marie, Milli and Fabienne  :-*


Btw, Chrissi, the boys could come to Canadaland and get married! 

But not in 1990....
Jack referred to "...since last year", with last year being 1989, so my drabble takes place in 1990. But since it's AU anyway, maybe I will send 'em over to Alberta  ;).
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Post by: fernly on April 25, 2007, 02:25:42 am
one for a prompt from a few days ago...took a while to surface....


Salt

No more. That’s the promise he made himself. No more tears, salt-stinging like those fell into the cuts on his hands he’d put up to try to block the raining blows. No four-year-old would’ve been up to it. Couldn’t save himself. Thought he was dead.
Cleaning up the bathroom floor, his clothes, his skin stinking of his father’s piss. This is what it means to be a father.
No.
This once, tears will wash his daddy off him. Keep something inside of him safe, along with all that was broken.

And that night, after he was asleep, into the silence, she said no more.
Said you’ll keep your hand from him or I’ll take him and you'll never see neither of us again.

There was no way to make it right, but there was at least a way to live, though poor and little enough.

Nothing to cry over.

 

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Post by: mariez on April 25, 2007, 06:52:58 am

Knowing Everything and Nothing


.  . . .“What the fuck is happenin’?”  Ennis tried to scream, but the words didn’t come out.  The noise was roaring in his ears.

 But then, suddenly, the silence returned.

What a perfect title, Marl - says it all (and can't we all relate to it at times?).



. . . This is what it means to be a father. .  .  .

God, that stops you cold.  Little wonder Jack never dreamed of being one.  Exquisite, as always, Fern.

Thanks,
Marie




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Post by: MaineWriter on April 25, 2007, 10:40:22 am
Well, I slept in a bit and am late with prompts. How about...


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Post by: MaineWriter on April 26, 2007, 06:36:08 am
No inspiration yesterday? Or maybe everyone was busy celebrating ANZAC day. Whatever, I am going to leave those prompts and see if the call forth anything today.

Leslie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 26, 2007, 12:43:26 pm
July 1978

"This wuz the drop off point ta where we herd'd the sheep up the mountian." Looking around at the weathered fence, fallen gate Ennis remarks. "Don't look like they's herdin' sheep anymore....least not this year. Horse yer dad had...wuz skidish....remember Ah tried ta tell him ta watch it.... found out later Ah wuz right....  Ready ta head on up son?" Ennis securing the last strap on the pack.

The two men ride the same trail the older had so many years before with the father of the younger, Ennis in silent wonderment seeing all around him, Bobby thinking how his dad once rode up this mountain as young as he is now.

"See that bridge? ....Ever Friday one of us would ride down here meet of with one of Agguires men fer supplies....Yer daddy always made sure ta order beans." Didn't like 'm much himself.

Ennis stops at a crossing to let the horse drink."One time, early in the summer comin' back ta came down to this very spot....came upon a bear....horse bucked threw me....mules ran off....lost  most of the food...... Didn't get back till long after dark.... Yer dad tried to act mad askin' where the hell Ah's been....how come his supper wuzn't ready.....like Ah wus his wife er somethin'.....didn't fool me none... Ah knew he was scare't sometin' happened ta me .... he knew Ah wouldn't be  late 'less somethin happened"

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/brokebackmtn_0322.jpg)



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Post by: mariez on April 26, 2007, 07:59:48 pm
. . .
The two men ride the same trail the older had so many years before with the father of the younger, Ennis in silent wonderment seeing all around him, Bobby thinking how his dad once rode up this mountain as young as he is now. . . 

Thanks for giving me my drabble fix, Mark - and for giving me some comfort and a smile today  :)

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 27, 2007, 07:58:44 am
Hello all,

Let's try...


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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 27, 2007, 10:10:11 pm
August 1974

Already hours late Ennis started to climb the grades on route 16, borrowed horse trailer in tow. A hectic week, all night twice at the ranch with  two of the heifers calving, choir recital for both girls, hardly time to pack. Ennis had noticed his pickup had been hard to start the last few days, he had meant to give it a tuneup before the trip, but there was no time and no funds. As the old Ford six began to labor up the windy road,  he thought only a little more than an hour and he's get to see Jack, whole week with just Jack in the mountains.

Suddenly there was a shutter, the motor lost power for a second, Ennis feathered the accelerator and all was smooth...for a moment.

Then a loud BANG!...the motor again lost power....Ennis shifted down to second....more sputtering, backfires....pushing in the clutch he gets it to rev...then shifting down to first...double clutching starts to gain some momentum...then....nothing. As Ennis coasted to a stop he tried the starter knowing it was in vain.

Looking under the hood Ennis searches for culprit...nothing obviously wrong...points and rotor not great but ok, wires worn but connected.... he realized it was likely the fuel pump. Not sure what to do...only enough  money in is wallet for gas for the trip and just barely.  He thought of Jack ..surely already at camp all set up as always ....alone...waiting for him...no more than  eight hours late would he think he wasn't coming...that this would be the time the he would quit..... just like that... Sometimes he had thought he  wouldn't come... anymore...that he should try and forget ....Jack... But the postcard always came lighting him up like a candle...

Ennis looked up as a large motor home pulling a camping trailer more than half again as it large strained the overload engine to climb the grade. His eyes fell back down on his silent motor....filling with tears. "Damn it ....Ah'm sorry.....Ah'm sorry yer up there all alone.. Sorry Ah ever thought Ah woudn't come ta see ya......" Silence for a moment, then he hears a twig break, one then another he looks up.

"Engine trouble cowboy?"


"Jack!....how did...."

Knew somethin' must ta happen'd.... knew you would be leavin' me up there....without no beans" Grabbing Ennis in a fierce embrace.

"Thanks bud...Ah..."

"Know what's wrong?"

"Think mebe it's ah busted  fuel pump."

"Come on ...let's put the trailer on my pickup 'n go find a phone....get yer truck towed."

"Jack.... Ah don't have any..."

"Got triple A...won't cost ya nothin'"

"But Ah don't have any...."

"Find a place in Sheridan ta fix it while we's at camp....don't worry none Enns....loan ya the money...can't cost that much.:" Looking at Ennis.

"Umm...all right...Ah guess."

*********************


"Ennis go check on the horses while I make the call...be ok."

"Yes sir...be havin' a 1966 Ford pickup being towed ta your shop...c'n ya check it over real good...we gonna be leavin' it a week...anything it needs....brakes, tune up. hoses....anything you c'n get done ok by next week ...c'n ya put on my credit card....yeah name is Jack Twist..and sir c'n you do me a favor....yeah that's right......"

Next week when Ennis had picked up his truck it had a full tuneup, new plug wires, front and rear brakes relined, new radiator and heater hoses, two good used front tires, new Ford fuel pump and gas lines, carburetor overhaul, new air filter and full lube job. The work order Ennis saw and would pay Jack for said:

Roberts Auto Repair
302 N Custer St
Sheridan, WY 82801

Fuel Pump repair kit.........................................$4.71

Labor in installation..........................................$6.50


(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/ford1966.jpg)
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Post by: belbbmfan on April 28, 2007, 02:30:24 pm
August 1974

The work order Ennis saw and would pay Jack for said:

Roberts Auto Repair
302 N Custer St
Sheridan, WY 82801

Fuel Pump repair kit.........................................$4.71

Labor in installation..........................................$6.50


(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/ford1966.jpg)

Mark, thank you for sharing this story. It's so heartwarming and sweet.
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Post by: mariez on April 28, 2007, 04:38:49 pm
.  .  .
"Engine trouble cowboy?"


"Jack!....how did...."

Knew somethin' must ta happen'd.... knew you would be leavin' me up there....without no beans" Grabbing Ennis in a fierce embrace. .  . .

20 years is a long time ...thanks, Mark, for giving us a peek at one of the sweet moments that we didn't get to see - it helps.   :)

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 29, 2007, 09:56:55 am
Hi all,

For today...

Leslie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 29, 2007, 12:44:03 pm
July 1988

"This here where's me 'n Jack....your daddy had camp fer the most of that first month.... I wuz the camp tender first....took care o' camp...did the warshin'...cookin'....Had the campfire right there...." Ennis, indicating a level spot. "Tent over there....See that ridge up there?....that's where's the sheep were...could see ...yer daddy when he wuz up there." Ennis grew silent...images of those first days brought back to him.

Bobby took a Bagel out he had in his pack, munching on it he was awed by the surroundings here, where his father had spent the summer so long ago.

"Yer dad..he...he came down ta camp fer breakfast 'n supper...always goin' on 'bout somethin." Bobby laughed. "Told him if he wanted Ah's switch, stay up there with the sheep....said okay but couldn't cook worth a damn...he sure wuz right 'bout that..I swear...didn't think ya could burn't water but he did!" Both men break  out in laughter.

"One mornin' Ah's coming back ta camp....saw all this black smoke....thought he caught the woods on fire....turned out it wuz all comin' from the fryin' pan!"

"'Nother time come back ta camp...first Ah don't see yer dad...heard some noise in the tent...walk over...yer dad put these two sticks up his nose...lookin' like a walrus...jumps out aht me with his arms raise up like this." Ennis raised his arms high over his head, fingers pointed down. Bobby hardly able to controll himself with laughter. "Like ta have hog tied 'm."

After a moment Bobby speaks. "Is this where....?"

"..No...ah...we're goin' up ta the next camp....should make 'it for dark....guess we'd better get a move on then....huh?"

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Ennisundershirt.jpg)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on April 29, 2007, 02:24:32 pm


     Mark, your stories just make me happy...First Jack fixing Ennis's truck, and then not making him pay for it...That is a true friend, and a lover...The very best kind...A friend in need...\
     Then the continuing saga of Bobby and Ennis,, keep them coming..
                                                                              janice
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Post by: mariez on April 29, 2007, 08:25:17 pm
. . .
"Yer dad..he...he came down ta camp fer breakfast 'n supper...always goin' on 'bout somethin." Bobby laughed. "Told him if he wanted Ah's switch, stay up there with the sheep....said okay but couldn't cook worth a damn...he sure wuz right 'bout that..I swear...didn't think ya could burn't water but he did!" Both men break  out in laughter.  .  . .

Not only do I love seeing Bobby and Ennis sharing thoughts of Jack, you've done a great job of fleshing out Bobby's character - he's always been a kind of question mark and that bothered me.  And the picture . . . dang, that is just so Ennis.

Thanks, Mark
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 29, 2007, 09:12:10 pm
Thanks again Marie.

I actually wrote the end of this story yesterday, but there will be lots more in between (as yet unwritten ). 

Mark
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Post by: MaineWriter on April 30, 2007, 10:54:38 am
Good day my friends....


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Post by: cwby30 on April 30, 2007, 12:35:50 pm
Mornin', jp.

Nice couple of chapters in their pilgrimage.  Ennis finally able to share with someone those golden days of their youth, those few months when their world revolved only around them.  And Bobby finally able to hear how his daddy fell in love, and understand the man who raised him, and now the man who gave his daddy his heart and whom he calls uncle.

Feels like we're riding along with them heading up to "their place," through the pines and meadows, across the creeks, hearing the clack of hooves on rocks, the occasional tug of the reins, feeling the wind and hearing it in the trees, overhead the blue sky with clouds scuttering along.

Thanks for the story.
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 30, 2007, 02:20:34 pm
July 1988


"An he comes showin' off his rodeo buckle sit right here down by the fire....told 'm somethin' bout rodeo cowboys bein' ah bunch of f***ups....he says' Like hell they are'......leans over ta me.....'YEEEEEEEE HAAAWWWWWWWWWW' ...jumps up like he riddin' ah bull sayin' 'Spirrin' his guts out...wavin ta the girls in the stands....kickin' me ta hi heaven! ...But he can't dashboard me no way!  YEEE HAAAAWWWW' An then...." But Ennis and Bobby are in hysterics. "And then....throw himself on the ground in a fit!" After the both recovered Ennis spoke. "You know...your daddy cudda' gottin' awful riled at me fer sayin' that....but he didn't."

The fire crackled and threw sparks in the air as Ennis tossed a log on the fire. The two men are enjoying the afterglow of the evening meal of grilled steak, fried potatoes, beans, and peas in butter. Ennis picks up a stick from the wood pile points it at a nearby tree. See that tree over there! One day came back fer supper...wuzn't in to big ah hurry cuz Ah knew it would be burnt....sure glad he learn't ta cook since....Couldn't find 'm anywhere...no sign of his horse er the mules...started walkin 'round lookin'...got under that tree." Ennis points up again with the log. "Yer daddy jumps out...almost landed on top o' me...grinnin' like the cat sallowed the canary....thought Ah'd jump outta muy skin right there!.....But Ah showed him...."

"What did ya do Ennis?"

"Huh?...oh...well...the next mornin' when Ah rode down fer breakfast...rode out real early...you how yer dad is in the morning'...kinda groggy? Well it was barely lite out...Ah lay this rope out....cover it with pine needle an such...threw a rock at the tent ta wake him...he gets up...starts ta mosey outta the tent....an....an..."Ennis starts to laugh uncontrollably.

"And what Ennis?  What happened?"

"He walks on....he get on where's Ah got the rope  an....an Ah lasso's him up ah tree....Wuz that one right there." Ennis points with  the log....He wuz hangin' upside down up in the air...got 'm by one leg....wuz the funnest thing Ah ever did see! Yer daddy  up there strung up in that tree!" Both Ennis and Bobby  roll on the ground laughing.

After a bit Bobby spoke up. "One time mama just got this brand new Cadillac...Pop he hated drivin' her cars...'to low can't see nothin'' ...we got these new posts on either side of the driveway....Anyways they was goin out ta dinner  er somethin, was lookin' out the front window....he backs  out...an...an back right into one of them posts...smashes in the back right tail lamp 'n bumper...then he pulls forward....then scrapes the whole back side of the car." Bobby breaks out in laughter. "Oh mama was mad!....she had ta drive this old loaner Ford fer two weeks while the Caddy was being fixed.

"Wounder why yer dad never told me 'bout that?" Both of then howl.

"One time we drove to Dallas...Pop wanted ta take his pickup...but we went the the Caddy...he pulls off the highway to check out this ranch...over some dirt roads 'n stuff...we get back on the road find out one of the back right tire is flat...He jacks up the car part way and then can't get the fender skirt off....finally he found the lever took it off an threw it side of the road.....got the spare on....an drove of without it! When we got back told mama he'd left in the trunk...he'd put it on later....Ordered a new one from Caddy....took a week or so to come....they come painted but they had to order it from Detroit...kept givin' her a story as to why he never put it on..."

"Didn't hear 'bout that one neither..." Both are holding their stomachs with  laughter.

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Post by: Lumière on April 30, 2007, 03:19:46 pm
Greetings!  I got a dabble today ..  :)


Say You’re Sorry…

Ennis threw himself on the living room sofa and rubbed his forehead in frustration.  He was still slightly shaking with anger.  Alma had taken off again and left him responsible for dinner and household chores she was supposed to be handling herself.  He didn’t want to delve into the real reason why he got so angry and why he’d lost his temper and thrown a tantrum for the second time this week, in front of the girls.  He was chiding himself for not reining his temper and for being a lousy parent when Jenny walked into the room and sat down beside him quietly; her sister was still outside playing on the swing set.

“Daddy?” she patted him on the knee.  “Why don’t you like Ma?”

He looked into his daughter’s eyes and exhaled shakily.  “Oh, come here..” He took her hand and sat her down on his knee. “Darlin’.. Of course, I like your Ma … I love her..” he managed a smile.

“So why do you fight all the time and use bad words?” she asked, a look of confusion in her eyes.

“Daddy lost his temper, is all.  I’m sorry darlin’, I jus’ got a little upset.  Everything’ll be okay.” He rubbed her back reassuringly; she smiled a little.

“So you’ll tell Ma you’re sorry?”

“Promise.”  His eyes glistened with tears and he blinked them away.  She finally smiled when he kissed her forehead and pinched her nose.  She jumped off his knee and ran outside to join her sister; he followed her.

“Your daddy’s feelin’ left out.  Anybody wants to give up their seat for me?”  He looked from Junior to Jenny in mock sadness.

“Yer too heavy Dad!” Jenny laughed as she swung back and forth.

“Plus you won’t fit on the seat!” Junior jumped in.

He sat heavily on the stairs, pretending to sulk.  They both giggled in amusement; momentarily forgetting the quarrel they'd witnessed less than an hour before.



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Post by: belbbmfan on April 30, 2007, 03:51:10 pm
Greetings!  I got a dabble today ..  :)


Say You’re Sorry…


Another good one Milli. I like your description of their family life, however difficult it was.  :-\
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Post by: mariez on April 30, 2007, 05:45:15 pm
.  .  .
"Huh?...oh...well...the next mornin' when Ah rode down fer breakfast...rode out real early...you how yer dad is in the morning'...kinda groggy? Well it was barely lite out...Ah lay this rope out....cover it with pine needle an such...threw a rock at the tent ta wake him...he gets up...starts ta mosey outta the tent....an....an..."Ennis starts to laugh uncontrollably.

"And what Ennis?  What happened?"

"He walks on....he get on where's Ah got the rope  an....an Ah lasso's him up ah tree....Wuz that one right there." Ennis points with  the log....He wuz hangin' upside down up in the air...got 'm by one leg....wuz the funnest thing Ah ever did see! Yer daddy  up there strung up in that tree!" Both Ennis and Bobby  roll on the ground laughing.  .  .  .

It helps to remember loved ones with laughter - a wonderful healing process for those left behind, and especially so for Ennis, whose laughter was rare.  This is so great, Mark. 


.  .  .
“So you’ll tell Ma you’re sorry?”

“Promise.”  His eyes glistened with tears and he blinked them away.  She finally smiled when he kissed her forehead and pinched her nose.  She jumped off his knee and ran outside to join her sister; he followed her.

.  .  .

He sat heavily on the stairs, pretending to sulk.  They both giggled in amusement; momentarily forgetting the quarrel they'd witnessed less than an hour before. 

Ahh, out of the mouths of babes, eh?  Good, decent people caught in an impossible situation.   :(   Wonderful insight as always, Milli. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on May 01, 2007, 05:53:07 am
Hello everyone,


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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 01, 2007, 07:04:44 pm
July 1988

Long after midnite Ennis threw a log on the fire as he slips into the warm down bag, the same one Jack had used when he and Bobby went camping. Bobby already inside his, zipped up to his head, looking at the stars.

"Bobby...son....ya wanna tell me about some of the trips yer folks took ya on trips in the summer?"

"When I was seven....went ta Disneyland...rode on the Matterhorn, me 'n Pop drove on the 'Autotopia', he let me steer. then we rode on 'Pirate of the Cara bean, we stayed at the 'Disneyland Hotel' we there a few days at least. One year went to San Diego, stayed in a hotel right on the beach....went to the Zoo....one of the biggest zoos in the world! And then we went up one to the 'Wild Animal Park'....I think I was ten that year....... Once we went to Washington D.C. ...when I was in fourth grade...saw the White House....saw the statue of Lincoln, Pop dared me to climb in his lap...I remember I wrote a report fer school on that trip.... Another year we went to 'Disney World' n' 'Epcot Center'....were there a whole week.... Let's see....went to Seattle, me 'n Pop went to the top of the 'Space Needle'." Bobby hands laced behind his head looks up at the stars.

"Bobby....which... one wuz yer favorite?"

"When Pop took me up ta Lightning Flat...an then takin' me campin'. Meet my other grandarent's fer the first time...guest I was 'bout nine that first trip....had mama put me on a plane in Dallas....Pop would meet me in Casper...first time one a plane by myself... best time I remember....with Pop.  My grandpa....I called him papy ...didn't talk to much at first ...'specially ta dad but he got ta like me pretty good... My other grandpa...mama's daddy...him 'n Pop never git on to well... don't think he like Pop much...use ta always kinda talk down ta him....even though he was his best combine salesman and he could drive any of 'm... don't think grandpa could drive those machines at tal. Well one thanksgiving..I  was 'bout eight or nine the got in a scuffle...don't ever remember what it was about...." Bobby starts to laugh. "Pop shouts at 'm 'SIT DOWN YOU SON OF A BITCH..THIS IS MY HOUSE, SIT THE HELL DOWN  OR I WILL KICK YOU IGNORANT ASS UNTIL NEXT WEEK'  Grandpa never gave Pop no lip after that!" Both Ennis and Bobby laugh.

"You...your dad teach ya yer stars son when he took ya campin'?"

"Yep...he sure did...that right there is the 'Northern Cross'....there's the "North Star" and can you see the 'Big Dipper'. He...he teach you the stars Ennis?"

"Yep....he ...he sure did...sure glad he wuz able ta take up campin' ta the mountains."

"Yeah...guess it was after he come up ta see you....sometimes....sometimes he's look kinda sad.....think now he was missin' ya....I aways could perk 'm up....could always make 'm smile." Bobby beaned back.

"Zzzzzz...zzzzz..."

"Ennis...you...you still awake?" Bobby whispered.

"Huh?......Course Ah am!.."

"Thought mebe I heard ya snorin'..."

"Me...huh?....Ah never snore....." Bobby started to giggle. "Now yer daddy....he could snore....snored so loud...he'd wake 'm self up....always said it wuz me.....but.....it wuz.....zzzzzzzzzzz........zzzzzzzzzzzzz."

Campfire dying down, in the trees reaching high above their weary heads the gentle gust of wind blew thru the pines, lulling Bobby and Ennis into a deep peaceful sleep, dreaming of their days with the man each loved so much..

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Post by: mariez on May 02, 2007, 12:47:43 pm
July 1988
.  .  .
Campfire dying down, in the trees reaching high above their weary heads the gentle gust of wind blew thru the pines, lulling Bobby and Ennis into a deep peaceful sleep, dreaming of their days with the man each loved

Better and better, Mark.  Imagining Bobby and Ennis in their deep peaceful sleep is giving me a sense of peace, too.  (And I love Jack teaching Ennis the stars - how perfect!)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Scott6373 on May 02, 2007, 01:59:29 pm
OK...it's long...I didn't get permission...sorry.



Note pad or composition book  5/3/07

Jack sat on the warm sand by the stream.  He opened the little notebook that he enjoyed writing in.  He always and only came here when he would write.  It was his special place:  A place where no one ever came and disturbed his memories, or his writing.  Throughout his life, he regretted his lack of education, but since finding this place, he seemed more capable, more fluent with words and his feelings.  Maybe it was this place.  The colors were more vivid.  The green of the grass, and the leaves, the blues and grays of the water were so saturated, that the color itself was palpable.

As he set his lead to the paper, he heard an unfamiliar rustle in the tress and shrubs.  He cocked his head slightly, but did not move otherwise.  From under the lush bush, a small gray and silver dog walked out.  Jack couldn’t divert his gaze.  He couldn’t remember the last time he actually saw a dog.  The small dog trotted up to him, its tail wagging in a circular motion, like the propeller of an airplane.  Jack put the things down that he held, as the dog sidled up to him.

“Hey there little feller.  Where did ya come from?”  He reached over the dog and placed his arm across its back, as the dog laid down next to him, resting his head on Jacks leg.  “Sure are a cute one…sweet Jesus look at those brown eyes on ya.”  The small dog’s eyes were in fact large and brown, but Jack could not discern if they held contentment or sadness.  The dog let out a large sigh and its eyes closed slowly.  Before the animal drifted off on Jack’s lap, the eyes opened widely, the nose started twitching and sniffing.  Jack looked around, but could see nothing, or no one around them, but the dog was already standing now, looking off toward the hill that lead to home.  Softly, and carried on the warm, sweet wind, a whistle came.  The small dog’s excitement grew as the sound came closer.  In an instant, the dog was off, running at full bore up the hill.  Shielding his eyes from the brilliant sun, he walked quickly after the dog, and stopped only when he saw the figure of a man at the top of the hill.

Jack stood still as the dog ran and leapt into the arms of the man.  There was visible and tangible feeling flowing from the two creatures as they swirled and whirled.  It came out of them as light and incandescence.  Jack stood and watched this, but did not share their feelings.  He knew that the man and his dog were together again, but he was still alone.  He turned from the scene, his heart growing heavy again.  He knew he would not write today.  He knew the colors would not be the same now.

“Thank you Jack…for taking care of him.”  I extended my hand toward him.  He turned slowly, and pushed his black Resistol back. 

Jack extended his hand and grasped mine.  “Not a problem.  Real nice dog.  How do you know my name?”

I couldn’t help but chuckle, and shake my head.  “You would not believe how many people know you Jack…or the things that have been done in your name.”  I bent down to put Rupert on the ground.  “I do have to say, that I always hoped I would find my dog again, but I never thought I would find you.”

Hands still clasped, Jack continued to look at me with a mixture of bemusement and concern.  “I’m sorry; I guess I should introduce myself.  My name is Scott.”  I gave our connected hands a firm shake.

“Um…pleased to meetcha Scott.  How did ya find this place?”  Jack glanced over at Rupert, who was rolling around in the grass, scratching some non-itchy itch that I suspected was just an excuse for him to roll around in the grass.

“Well, I’ve been around for while, but was really lost.  I didn’t know where I was for the longest time.  You see Jack, I put myself here.  I didn’t wait to for an invitation.  I guess it made this journey a little harder in the end.”

Jack nodded in agreement.  “I felt the same way.  Used ta think I put myself here, but I know better now.”

“You want to walk for a while?”  I asked him.

“Sure, sure…”

“Rupert, let’s go.”  He jumped up from the grass and followed Jack and I up the hill.  We walked for a long while.  I told him all the stories about how his and Ennis tale had affected people.  Sometimes he laughed:  Sometimes he got mad.  He thought it was funny that people wanted to write stories about him and Ennis.  He couldn’t understand what they had done that was so special, or why people were so interested in them, but I tried to explain it as best I could.  We must have walked for miles and miles, but neither we nor Rupert seemed at all fatigued by the trek.  We came through a large stand of trees, where a small path led us out to a stone bridge over sparklingly clean water.  The sun, glinting off the water, blinded us for a moment.

“It’s about time you guys showed up!”  The voice was instantly familiar to me, but I had feared to harbor hope that I would hear it again.  Rupert bolted from my side, and ran across the bridge.

“Jack, I have to leave you now.”  I could see the sadness in his eyes, but I knew that he would have this moment soon.  “Jack…thanks again…for everything.  You’ve done more than you can possibly know.”

Jack nodded in reply.  In moments, I felt those arms around me.  The ones that had kept me safe from everything but myself, but now, they made me feel safe from even that.  Safe, and home.  With Rupert jumping up and down around our legs, we crossed the bridge, but before I stepped off, I looked backwards, a character flaw I had always hated about myself.  This time, however, it gave peace.  Jack was sitting on the other side, his notebook open, and his lead moving swiftly across the page.  How I wish I could see what he was writing.  Even as this image was fading, and we were moving beyond the place where Jack was, I saw the man approach the bridge we had just left.  Jack rose and met him in the middle.  Like the end of a movie, this image faded away, but left me smiling.


1112 words

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on May 02, 2007, 02:14:46 pm

    A nice long walk with Jack and Rupert...Knowing they will, always be right by you, and with you,,,,  along with the one who loves you most,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,  ,lovely Scott                       janice
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Post by: belbbmfan on May 02, 2007, 02:25:24 pm
I don't think you need permission to write something as moving and beautiful as this!

thank you for drabbling.. :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on May 02, 2007, 03:20:43 pm
That was lovely, Scott. Thank you. Good to have you back to writing.

Leslie
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Post by: mariez on May 02, 2007, 04:03:38 pm
.  .   .
Jack nodded in reply.  In moments, I felt those arms around me.  The ones that had kept me safe from everything but myself, but now, they made me feel safe from even that.  Safe, and home.  With Rupert jumping up and down around our legs, we crossed the bridge, but before I stepped off, I looked backwards, a character flaw I had always hated about myself.  This time, however, it gave peace.  Jack was sitting on the other side, his notebook open, and his lead moving swiftly across the page.  How I wish I could see what he was writing.  Even as this image was fading, and we were moving beyond the place where Jack was, I saw the man approach the bridge we had just left.  Jack rose and met him in the middle.  Like the end of a movie, this image faded away, but left me smiling. 

This clenched my heart like a fist - but left me smiling, too. Thanks for sharing, Scott - your writing is always special.

Marie
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Post by: fernly on May 02, 2007, 08:28:52 pm
Scott, that was so lovely. And exactly what I needed to read. Thank you so very, very much.
Fern
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Post by: MaineWriter on May 03, 2007, 06:15:03 am
Morning all,

Try these:


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Post by: Penthesilea on May 03, 2007, 03:33:27 pm
Where are my fellow drabblers? Marlen, Milli, Leslie, Janice and all others (ok, Scott and Mark are holding the flag up - thank you for that).

It's natural that the drabble thread can't go on it's initial speed forever and slowing down is fine. But I really do miss your drabbles.

Maybe you all have issues with your muses, like I have? For my part, I wasn't too fond of my last drabble (yes, it was sweet, but not very original) and so I take some vacancies from drabbling. But hey, we can't go on drabble vacancies all at the same time. There's almost nothing left to read  :o.

Anyone fit to fill in?
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 03, 2007, 03:42:23 pm
Going thru a bit of a rough patch, back in a few days.
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Post by: Lumière on May 03, 2007, 05:13:24 pm
Howdy ..
Okay, I got something. :)


I Keep Missing You

July 1973

Jack sat at Lureen’s desk, twirling the silver letter opener carelessly in his hand.  He looked at the postcard he’d just signed and smiled as if savoring a little joke only he could understand.  He was sending this ahead of time because he didn’t want to take any chances.

Alma placed all the mail on the table, along with her purse and the bag of vegetables she had just purchased at the farmer’s market.  She went through the pile of letters quietly, heaving a tired sigh as she perused one bill after the other.  Then, she saw the postcard.  The picture on the front was another mountain scenery she’d hoped never to see again.  She looked towards the living room for a brief moment; he was sipping a beer and watching some black and white movie on TV.  She could feel the rage slowly simmering under her skin.  She flipped the postcard over and swallowed hard when she saw the handwriting:

Friend,
Hope we can meet second week of September.
Try to take time off - got something planned.
Write back or call.
Jack


She slipped the card in the back pocket of her jeans and started supper in silence.

The weeks dragged by at a snail’s pace.  The second week of September finally arrived … still no reply to his card.  Maybe he has finally decided to end it, maybe his reply is still on its way, maybe he had other plans … Jack worried.  The uncertainty drove him mad; he would’ve called but he knew Ennis’ home line was currently disconnected …He thought of driving all the way to Wyoming but decided against it; Lureen would definitely have a kitten if he did.  He sent another postcard:

Ennis,
You’ll get this late, but Happy 30th Birthday.
Had hoped for a trip to Utah this week.. Bryce Canyon.
Jack


He was feeling completely dejected as he lay idly on the sofa, rubbing away at his throbbing forehead.  He ignored the phone as it rang a few times.  He suddenly jumped up to answer it, hoping it might be who he was hoping it’d be, when the caller hung up.  He cursed underneath his breath.

Ennis ran his hand through his hair in frustration.  He exited the phone booth and got back into his truck.  He slammed the door and drove on back home.
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Post by: cwby30 on May 03, 2007, 05:53:24 pm
Wouldn't want anyone to miss a drabble fix...probably a bit long, but...like others have said, the guys have a lot to say!  AU! Here goes...

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Circle JE Ranch, April, 1995

Jack dropped the mail on the desk in front of Ennis, leaned in to kiss the back of his neck and nuzzle his hair while wrapping an arm around his shoulders. 

Ennis tilted his head up to meet the kiss, eyes closed.  “Mmmmm…ya smell like hay, and horses, and sunshine, and sweat, and…”

“So, ya want me to stop?” he mumbled softly into the golden curls.

“Jist long enough for me ta turn around and show ya my appreciation.” Jack did, and Ennis did, a long, deep, thought about you all day sorry I missed lunch I'm late I’ll make it up tonite whatever you want kind of kiss.

Breaking the kiss with a sigh, Ennis turned back to the desk, adjusting his glasses. “Now go on and clean up, while I look at this pile ya left here and see whether we can afford to go to Micky’s Place Saturday night.” Picking up the silver letter opener, he slit open the power company envelope with a deftness born from years of castrating calves. 

“Ouch,” Jack winced with a sideways smile, both arms now around Ennis’ shoulders. “Remind me to stay out of your way at brandin'.”

“Ha, Ha, Ha… Hey, here’s a postcard from Junior. Says enjoyin' Bryce Canyon Lodge, walked into the Canyon with the twins yesterday, boys scared a bunch of owls in a cave, back Friday, wish you were here.”

“Wish we could be refereein’ those two fer 'em, more'n likely! Ya know, let’s skip Micky’s 'n have 'em over instead.  Hear about the trip, 'n start plannin' fer Father’s Day.”

“Yeah, I’d like that, haven’t seen ‘em in too long.” Pause. “Wish Frankie would come.”

“She will, someday, cowboy. Don’t give up on her.”

“Won’t do that, can’t, luv her, she’s still my little girl, even if…'n  if’n ya keep that up dinner'll be colder than usual,” scrunching his shoulders in response to the nibbling on his left ear lobe.

“Okay by me, ain’t hungry for that kinda food right now.”

“Go on, git…” A gentle shrug of the shoulders, loving arms withdrawn, palm brushing a caress across his cheek, footsteps towards the stairs, a tightening in his jeans, a small smile crossing his lips. In a soft voice he called over his shoulder, “I’ll be up when I hear the shower turn off. And don’t use all the hot water this time.”

“Won’t need that ta warm ya up,” came sailing back, followed by the sound of boots taking the stairs two at a time. 

Ennis felt the warmth of the grin that went with those words. ‘Jack fuckin' Twist. How I love ya, ya dumbass!' he chuckled to himself, shaking his head slowly, thinking about so many things. Then, a few more calves got castrated while the water ran for a really short while. 
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Post by: Lumière on May 03, 2007, 06:05:14 pm
That was sweet, cowboy.

I LOL'ed when I read:

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Picking up the silver letter opener, he slit open the power company envelope with a deftness born from years of castrating calves.

Ouch is right ..lol


~M
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Post by: cwby30 on May 03, 2007, 07:40:47 pm
Afternoon, Lucise:

Glad you got a laugh out of it.  Winced myself writing that line.  Thanks for the reply. 
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Post by: mariez on May 03, 2007, 10:07:13 pm
.  .  .
He was feeling completely dejected as he lay idly on the sofa, rubbing away at his throbbing forehead.  He ignored the phone as it rang a few times.  He suddenly jumped up to answer it, hoping it might be who he was hoping it’d be, when the caller hung up.  He cursed underneath his breath.

Ennis ran his hand through his hair in frustration.  He exited the phone booth and got back into his truck.  He slammed the door and drove on back home. 

Gaaaah . . you'd think I'd get used to the angst and frustration - but I never do.  Well done, as always, Milli. 


Wouldn't want anyone to miss a drabble fix...probably a bit long, but...like others have said, the guys have a lot to say!  AU! Here goes...

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Circle JE Ranch, April, 1995

Jack dropped the mail on the desk in front of Ennis, leaned in to kiss the back of his neck and nuzzle his hair while wrapping an arm around his shoulders. 

Ennis tilted his head up to meet the kiss, eyes closed.  “Mmmmm…ya smell like hay, and horses, and sunshine, and sweat, and…”

“So, ya want me to stop?” he mumbled softly into the golden curls.

“Jist long enough for me ta turn around and show ya my appreciation.” Jack did, and Ennis did, a long, deep, thought about you all day sorry I missed lunch I'm late I’ll make it up tonite whatever you want kind of kiss.

Breaking the kiss with a sigh, Ennis turned back to the desk, adjusting his glasses. “Now go on and clean up, while I look at this pile ya left here and see whether we can afford to go to Micky’s Place Saturday night.” Picking up the silver letter opener, he slit open the power company envelope with a deftness born from years of castrating calves. 

“Ouch,” Jack winced with a sideways smile, both arms now around Ennis’ shoulders. “Remind me to stay out of your way at brandin'.”  .  .  .

Hey, cwby - thanks so much for drabbling!  That was really great - warm, funny, sexy, true and very clever!  I love when one great drabble can inspire another great drabble!  Hope to see more of your writing. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: cwby30 on May 04, 2007, 01:52:35 am
Evenin', Marie:

Now that the ice is broken, and I've slipped into the cold water without freezing my ... writing arm off, think I'll try again one of these days.  Thanks for the encouragement.  :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on May 04, 2007, 06:16:33 am

Anyone fit to fill in?

Chrissi,

I know you wanted a drabble, but I will tell you a story instead.

I think everyone knows I am working with Louise on editing and originalizing "Taking Chances" and the other books in the tales of Greenlea County. The character formerly known as Ennis is now named Colson, who is transforming into a completely new man and character. It is an interesting process.

A few weeks ago, as we were just getting going on this, I had a very vivid dream. Colson was in the Red Stallion and Ennis came in. They started talking and then Ennis took Colson to the upstairs apartment, where they made love. (Quite passionately, I might add. It was a GOOD dream!). When they fiinished, Ennis left.

I told Louise about this and she said, "Did Ennis go back to Riverton?" and I said no, he's gone. He's gone completely...to heaven, or space, or wherever fictional cowboys go when they leave this earth. He transferred all his energy to Colson and then took off. Don't worry, though. Wherever he has gone, he is happy. That much I know.

I woke up and felt completely invested in the Taking Chances project. Ennis is gone, Colson is real, and we can move ahead.

A side effect that I didn't expect, however, is that Lazy L Ennis is also gone. Even though they were different characters in different stories, they were obviously the same person. It was almost as if, in my mind, the Lazy L was a real place, with Ennis and Jack talking to each other, Jack driving around in his antique truck, etc. Now, it is like a photo album. I can open it up and look at the pictures, but it has all gone silent.

And since then, try as I might, I haven't been able to write a drabble. Every morning I look at the prompts and try to conjure up Jack and Ennis doing something, anything, and they are just quiet.

That doesn't mean I have stopped writing--I haven't. I am just not writing about Jack and Ennis anymore. I have often said that one of the gifts that BBM gave me was my "fiction voice." I have had a dream for a long time to write fiction, and now I am doing it. BBM was a great way to get started, but now I am moving on.

I'll keep posting prompts and who knows? Now that I have written this big speech, maybe a Jack and Ennis drabble will come to me!

Leslie
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Post by: Penthesilea on May 04, 2007, 06:19:51 am
I Keep Missing You

He was feeling completely dejected as he lay idly on the sofa, rubbing away at his throbbing forehead.  He ignored the phone as it rang a few times.  He suddenly jumped up to answer it, hoping it might be who he was hoping it’d be, when the caller hung up.  He cursed underneath his breath.

Ennis ran his hand through his hair in frustration.  He exited the phone booth and got back into his truck.  He slammed the door and drove on back home.


Dammit they missed each other! And damn that Alma.
Thanks for drabbling Milli.


Wouldn't want anyone to miss a drabble fix...probably a bit long, but...like others have said, the guys have a lot to say!  AU! Here goes...

*****************************

Circle JE Ranch, April, 1995

Ennis felt the warmth of the grin that went with those words. ‘Jack fuckin' Twist. How I love ya, ya dumbass!' he chuckled to himself, shaking his head slowly, thinking about so many things. Then, a few more calves got castrated while the water ran for a really short while. 


Coyboy, welcome to our Drabblefest! Glad you took the leap and threw out your piece. I also got a chuckle out of castrating envelopes  ;)


Leslie: your reply came in while I was typing. Will answer later, I gotta go now.
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Post by: MaineWriter on May 04, 2007, 06:20:19 am
Morning all...


L
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Post by: Penthesilea on May 04, 2007, 07:13:08 am
Chrissi,

I know you wanted a drabble, but I will tell you a story instead.

I think everyone knows I am working with Louise on editing and originalizing "Taking Chances" and the other books in the tales of Greenlea County. The character formerly known as Ennis is now named Colson, who is transforming into a completely new man and character. It is an interesting process.

A few weeks ago, as we were just getting going on this, I had a very vivid dream. Colson was in the Red Stallion and Ennis came in. They started talking and then Ennis took Colson to the upstairs apartment, where they made love. (Quite passionately, I might add. It was a GOOD dream!). When they fiinished, Ennis left.

I told Louise about this and she said, "Did Ennis go back to Riverton?" and I said no, he's gone. He's gone completely...to heaven, or space, or wherever fictional cowboys go when they leave this earth. He transferred all his energy to Colson and then took off. Don't worry, though. Wherever he has gone, he is happy. That much I know.

I woke up and felt completely invested in the Taking Chances project. Ennis is gone, Colson is real, and we can move ahead.

A side effect that I didn't expect, however, is that Lazy L Ennis is also gone. Even though they were different characters in different stories, they were obviously the same person. It was almost as if, in my mind, the Lazy L was a real place, with Ennis and Jack talking to each other, Jack driving around in his antique truck, etc. Now, it is like a photo album. I can open it up and look at the pictures, but it has all gone silent.

And since then, try as I might, I haven't been able to write a drabble. Every morning I look at the prompts and try to conjure up Jack and Ennis doing something, anything, and they are just quiet.

That doesn't mean I have stopped writing--I haven't. I am just not writing about Jack and Ennis anymore. I have often said that one of the gifts that BBM gave me was my "fiction voice." I have had a dream for a long time to write fiction, and now I am doing it. BBM was a great way to get started, but now I am moving on.

I'll keep posting prompts and who knows? Now that I have written this big speech, maybe a Jack and Ennis drabble will come to me!

Leslie

Oh my.
I know, we talked about this (not the Ennis/Colson part, but about writing in general) when you were here. I'm happy for you that you found your writing voice and am sure that Taking Chances is another step for you to further explore it and then break completely new grounds.
This is a good thing and when I say I'm happy for you I really mean it. Finishing the story in your own life ...

But for me, and I'm sure for many others, it's also a bit sad. For the simple egoistic reason that we won't get any more Lazy L stories. And it gives me a little pang to read that Ennis is completely gone for you.
Every thing has come to an end and that's ok - but still a little sad.

Love ya, friend  :-*
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Post by: MaineWriter on May 04, 2007, 07:23:17 am

Love ya, friend  :-*

Love you, too, Chrissi. Thank you.

You can bet that I was sad when I realized what happened. I really couldn't believe it! I kept waiting and waiting for Jack and Ennis to start talking to me again. I mean, after a year of listening to them, I really couldn't believe that they were quiet, but they were.

The whole writing process is so interesting. I consider this just another step on the path and every day I learn something new.

L
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Post by: Lumière on May 04, 2007, 11:47:02 am
Love you, too, Chrissi. Thank you.

You can bet that I was sad when I realized what happened. I really couldn't believe it! I kept waiting and waiting for Jack and Ennis to start talking to me again. I mean, after a year of listening to them, I really couldn't believe that they were quiet, but they were.

What is it they say? Change is the only constant in life...
J&E came along, you told their story as they spoke to you.  That was the time and the place and you did it.
Now, another voice beckons and you must follow it .. Sounds perfectly good to me ..  :)
Bottom line is..There is a time and a place and there are no coincidences (at least that is what I believe).

Like you say, L, the writing process is indeed an intriguing one, there is always something to learn along the way!  :)


Now..let me see if I can come up with a drabble today...
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Post by: mariez on May 04, 2007, 01:12:37 pm
Thanks for your "story," Leslie.  Like Chrissi, I read it with mixed emotions - happy for you - a little sad for myself!   :-\  I'm not a fiction writer - but I really do understand what you're saying.   Milli stated it perfectly - "change is the only constant in life" - and when it's time to move on - it's time to move on - and we have to accept that and look at it as a positive thing! I'm happy for you that you've been able to do just that.  Thanks for all the enjoyment you've given me - you know how much it's meant.   :)

xxxxxxooooooo :-*

Marie

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Post by: Lumière on May 04, 2007, 01:15:59 pm
A little dabble ...  :)


A little news..

September 1973

Lureen sat on the living room sofa, applying thick red coats of shiny nail polish on her toenails.  She nodded her head quietly to the beats of her favorite Steely Dan song playing on the record player…

Well I did not think the girl
Could be so cruel
And I'm never going back
To my old school…


She sang the chorus in between the puffs of breath she blew on her toes to dry the glossy nail polish.  Jack ambled into the living room with a steaming cup of joe in his hand, lips pursed and brows furrowed.  She couldn’t understand why he’d been tense and sullen all week.

“Could you put something else on?  I might hang myself if I hear another Steely Dan song today,” he grumbled, sipping his brew cautiously as he sat down heavily in his favorite armchair.  She just looked at him quietly and continued humming the tune.

“Please  ...” he begged, a weary look in his eyes.  She finally got up and switched the record player off.

“You’ve been sulkier than normal all week.  What’s the matter?” she asked, looking at him curiously.

“Nothing,” he said quietly, looking down into the swirls of black brew as he stirred his coffee.

“Fine,” she said, getting up to leave the room.  “By the way, your friend from Wyoming called while you were out this afternoon,” she said.

His eyes flew open.  “Really?  What did he say?”

“I thought that would perk ya up,” she said, padding out of the room.  He leapt out of his armchair and followed her.

She stopped at the kitchen door and looked at the expectant look on his face.  “I think he’s the one you oughta be married to … the way you’re carrying on...” she shook her head and walked into the kitchen.

You don’t know the fuckin’ half of it, he thought, finally brightening up ... thanks to the little, simple news that Ennis called.
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Post by: MaineWriter on May 04, 2007, 01:19:53 pm
Thanks Marie and Milli...I really appreciate your thoughts and comments!

Leslie
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Post by: mariez on May 05, 2007, 09:19:44 am
.  .  . , finally brightening up ... thanks to the little, simple news that Ennis called. 

That's all it takes sometimes isn't it - something "simple"  - to take us from despair to hope.  Thanks for this little "brightener!"

Marie
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on May 05, 2007, 07:35:01 pm
Mustache


Thursday, May 16, 1968
2:13 P.M. / Pine Creek 



“Wonder what this would feel like if you had a mustache…” Jack mused playfully, closing one eye as he continued to smile down on Ennis, trying to visualize some future facial hair on the man.   

“Shoot, aint it bad enough we already got two day stubble?”  Ennis frowned, starting to add to his comment, but then just opting for frowning deeper instead.  “Wouldn’t like it none.  Don’t plan on growin’ one.” Ennis raised a challenging brow.  “Don’t want you growin’ one neither.”

“Really?”  Jack chuckled.  “Whut?  You sayin’ you wouldn’t kiss me no more if I showed up here one time and done growed a mustache?”   

“Didn’t say that.”  Ennis’ frown was damn near threatening to break his face. 

Jack laughed at the sight of it, raising his left hand to join his right, using both hands now to tenderly caress Ennis’ scowl. 

“What if I really wanted to grow one, just to see if I liked it…who knows, you might like it too.”  Jack winked, leaning down, rubbing his stubbled right cheek against his buddy’s counterpart.  “Might tickle or somethin’?”   

“hhhmmm,”  Ennis wasn’t convinced. “Don’t like being tickled.”   

“Not sayin’ I’m gonna grow one anytime soon,” Jack laughed, thoroughly amused at Ennis’ disgruntled expression over the thought of so much additional facial hair.  “Just maybe…you know…someday…” Jack kissed Ennis’ forehead, easing away the worried frown line with his caressing lips.

“hhhmmm,” Ennis closed his eyes, trying to imagine how Jack’s lips might feel doing what they were doing with a fur-ball attached to them.  “Maybe…but don’t think so.”  Ennis sighed, giving up for the moment on trying to produce a satisfactory visual of Jack with no upper lip to speak of.

Ennis enjoyed those lips just too damn much to try to imagine them any other way.

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

300 Words 
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Post by: mariez on May 05, 2007, 08:10:17 pm
Mustache

Thursday, May 16, 1968
2:13 P.M. / Pine Creek 

.  .  .
“What if I really wanted to grow one, just to see if I liked it…who knows, you might like it too.”  Jack winked, leaning down, rubbing his stubbled right cheek against his buddy’s counterpart.  “Might tickle or somethin’?”   

“hhhmmm,”  Ennis wasn’t convinced. “Don’t like being tickled.”   
 .  .  .

What a nice surprise, Cristine - I'm happy to see you!  :)  I love this - so fresh and sweet and sexy and funny all at once - par for the course for you, you clever thing! As far as I'm concerned, not even the mustache ruined those lips!   ;) 

Hope you're doing well,
Marie
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on May 05, 2007, 08:28:37 pm
What a nice surprise, Cristine - I'm happy to see you!  :)  I love this - so fresh and sweet and sexy and funny all at once - par for the course for you, you clever thing! As far as I'm concerned, not even the mustache ruined those lips!   ;) 

Hope you're doing well,
Marie

Hi Marie!   
It's always so nice to see you.   
Thank you so much for always being such a sweetie.   :-*

(And I definitely agree about those beautiful lips of his.)    ;)

Cristine   
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Post by: Penthesilea on May 06, 2007, 05:43:30 am
Mustache

Ennis’ frown was damn near threatening to break his face. 

He, he. Love the phrasing.

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... easing away the worried frown line with his caressing lips.

Sweet.

I enjoyed your drabble very much, thanks for sharing. The prompt 'ticklish' made me think of the mustache, too  :).
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Post by: MaineWriter on May 06, 2007, 07:40:43 am
Hi folks,

Try these...


L
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 06, 2007, 11:56:18 am
July 1978

Aroma of brewing coffee, frying pan sizzling with fried potatoes and sausage, eggs aside for their turn in the pan as the sun rises over the ridge painted the peaks in morning colors. Bobby, his hair reaching for the sky in all directions, still in his bag begins to stir.

"Mornin' son...."  Bobby lifts his head looking at Ennis.

"Grrrr.....mmmm........rrrrr." Bobby slowly stretches.

"Yer dad...he give me that same look...early in the mornin' .....sometimes...didn't  always light up easy at the crack o' dawn....Ya hungry?"

"Rrrr.........mmmmm....." Bobby stretched. "What's that in the pan?"

"Spuds n' sausage....real breakfast...."

"Coffee ready?...rrrrr.....How comes the potatoes er red....?"

"Got a touch of chili powder in 'em...ad some flavor.....don't worry none, it not hot....sure ya wanna be drinkin' so much coffee...might stunt yer growth."

"Rrrr...don't think so....I'm two inches taller than Pop."

"We'll....all right then."

"Mmmmm.......rrrrr" Bobby eases himself to sit up, looks around, trees surrounding them, lush green green everywhere, chirping of birds in the trees. Sure is somethin' up here...you 'n Pop...whole summer...had this place ta yerselves...."

Ennis looks quitely down at the frying pan.

"You camped here the rest of the summer? ....sleep out here under the stars?"

Ennis slowly looks up. "See, one of us had the sleep up were the sheep wuz grazin'....lest ways were s'pose to....so after supper 'n sittin by the fire.,...Ah'd head on up ta the sheep....come back first light.....but sometimes.....sometimes Ah'd jus stay down here with yer daddy." Ennis looks down at the pan focusing on turning the potatoes. After a moment he looks up. "'N sometimes...after yer daddy wuz done with chores at camp....he'd hitch up the mules rid on up ta the sheep....'n and we's ride back ta supper together."

"Sure musta been nice ...up here everyday just ta yerselves.....no one ever come around?...."

"Just the feller from Agguires One of us would meet at the bridge once ah week like Ah said....'n Agguire once came one time ta tell yer daddy your uncle wuz sick...but mostly......just me 'n 'm up here" Ennis stirs the potatoes then turns the sausage grabs a plate. "Son yer foods ready....here get it while it's hot...eggs be ready in a minute..."

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/brokebackmtn_0253.jpg)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on May 06, 2007, 03:16:23 pm
He, he. Love the phrasing.

Sweet.

I enjoyed your drabble very much, thanks for sharing. The prompt 'ticklish' made me think of the mustache, too  :).

Glad you liked it, sweetie.    :-*
C*
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Post by: Cameron on May 06, 2007, 10:59:05 pm
(I know, its been a while, well here is one, but been there before.)

The Wilderness

(July 1980)
Cassie woke up, sweating and shaking.  She was out all alone in the wilderness.  It was cold and she was all alone and she didn’t know what to do.  There were huge trees all around and with the sun going down, they left frightening shadows that were coming after her.  She was running to try to get away from the trees.

Cassie sat up on the bed.  She was shaking and breathing really hard.  She looked over at Ennis, he was sleeping, with a peaceful look on his face.  She stared at him.  He never had that look when he was awake.  He stirred.  Cassie tried to stop shaking.

“What time is it?” Ennis asked.

“I don’t know.” Cassie answered, still shaking.

Ennis turned around and went right back to sleep.  Cassie sat there, breathing hard, trying to calm down, trying to forget about the dream.  She stared at him.  Two years to the day almost, she thought, since that night in the bar.  Yet he didn’t even ask her if she was okay. 

Cassie finally stopped shaking and lay back down.  She faced the wall.  She saw her momma that afternoon.  They sat at the kitchen table.  Cassie didn’t answer her when she asked “How long are ya gonna stay with him?  Isn’t it about time that you got married, and had some children?  Your not getting any younger, you know?  Aren’t you just wasting your time being with him?”

Cassie lay there.  She didn’t answer her momma in the afternoon.  She left right after that.  She used to like honesty from her momma.  Not anymore.  She turned around and looked at Ennis, who had fallen right back asleep.  He had that happy, peaceful look on his face again.  He looked like he was having real nice dreams.  He never had that look when he was awake with her.

Cassie tried to fall asleep again, but she kept seeing the shadows and the trees.
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Post by: fernly on May 06, 2007, 11:45:58 pm
Thanks for posting this. Really like seeing Cassie's side of the story, and Ennis through her eyes.
This rings really true - I've seen someone like this, their face only at peace when they were asleep.
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Post by: Cameron on May 06, 2007, 11:58:28 pm
Thank you, Fern
 :)

Marl
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Post by: MaineWriter on May 07, 2007, 06:51:55 am
Hello drabblers,

Try these...


L
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Post by: mariez on May 07, 2007, 04:06:50 pm
(I know, its been a while, well here is one, but been there before.)

The Wilderness

.  . . Yet he didn’t even ask her if she was okay.  . . .

.  .  .He had that happy, peaceful look on his face again.  He looked like he was having real nice dreams.  He never had that look when he was awake with her.  . . .

Hi ya, Marl - great to see one of your drabbles - I've missed you!  :)  What a perfect title.  Thanks so much for bringing Cassie to life - you really understand her - and Ennis.  Has she been talking to you much lately?  (Hint, hint  ;) )

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on May 07, 2007, 07:34:52 pm
A little dabble ...


All that Chitchat

Alma brushed the sandwich crumbs from her floral-print, polyester skirt and sipped her creamy coffee.  The Church Hall hummed with life - people conversing and laughing; children playing as they snacked on cookies, leaving crumb trails as they chased after each other.  The social hour after every Sunday service was a great time to meet up with neighbors and catch up on local gossip.

“Your girls look taller every single time I see them, Alma!” Helen Barron exclaimed.  She was seated beside Alma, stuffing her chubby cheeks with  large bites of her chocolate-coated doughnut.  Alma smiled and looked at the girls playing with a group of children nearby.

“Yeah, they do grow fast, don’t they?” she said quietly.

“You should see my Toby!  Spittin’ image of his father these days,” she crooned.  “Speakin’ of fathers … How is Ennis doing?  Haven’t seen him in church these past weeks..” she popped the last bite of doughnut in her mouth and looked at Alma as if she was really concerned.

“Um, he’s doing fine.  Very busy as usual, ya know how it gets…what with him being a wrangler an’ all,” she managed a smile.

“Oh I know sweety, I know… Best to keep ‘em busy, otherwise you never know what they can get into..” she said, lowering her voice considerably.

“What d’ya mean?”

Helen looked around and leaned in closer, almost whispering into Alma’s ear, “You know Debbie Hunter, of course.  Well!  Her husband’s been seeing that Dillon woman at the other side of town!  Six whole months, imagine that!  Poor Debbie!  Everyone’s talking about it!”  She sat back and waited for Alma’s reaction.

“That’s too bad,” was all Alma could think to say.

“I know, the poor girl!” Helen continued.  “You don’t have ta worry ‘bout that kinda thing with your Ennis though!  I mean, he’s so quiet and hardworking!  Better thank your lucky stars ya got a man like ‘em!”

Alma smiled tightly and nodded quietly.  “I best be gettin’ back home now.”

She bid farewell to the ladies who were chatting away behind her and went to get the girls.  She thought on the nosy Barron woman as she and the girls stepped out of the hall.  If anyone ever found out the truth about Ennis... She dreaded the thought...

She hurried back... hoping that he’d be home from the fishing trip he'd made five days ago.


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Post by: Cameron on May 07, 2007, 10:58:16 pm
Aw, thank you so much Marie.  :)
I guess Cassie and Ennis and everyone needed to go for a little vacation for a while. But maybe they are back for real. We'll see.  They did come back again today too.

M, so glad to see you here today with a wonderful drabble. :)

Marl


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Post by: Cameron on May 07, 2007, 11:04:00 pm

Sunday Morning

(August 1980)
Ennis sat at the table with the Sunday comics in front of him.  He stared at them but he didn’t really see them at all.  But he sat there looking at them. He wasn’t really in the trailer.  He was up on the mountain, where he was just last Sunday, with Jack.  It was a warm day.  They were up almost the whole night, and then they got up and watched the sunrise.  The quarrel was all forgotten.  Jack had his arms around him.  He could feel Jack’s heart beating against him as he saw all the colors in the sky.

But suddenly it was Cassie standing right in front of him.  She was all dressed up, in a blue skirt and a crisp white blouse.  She was wearing little pearl earrings in her ears.  She never had them on before.

“Well, I am going now, you sure you’re not comin’?”

“You know I don’t go to church” Ennis replied.

“Well, you know I don’t go either” Cassie said, staring hard at him.  “But maybe you can come this once, with me.  It’s not everyday I have friends having their babies baptized.  Besides, maybe the social hour will be fun, you know, its good to talk to folks once in a while.”

Ennis looked up and stared at her.  It was Cassie, but it was just like Alma was talking to him.

“Are you sure?”  Cassie asked again.  “I really wish you would go.”

Ennis just shook his head.  Cassie left.  Ennis walked over to the door and looked out.  He walked around the trailer and looked up at the mountains. He stood there like that for a time.  He was up there again.  But then he heard cars passing by on the road.  He turned around and watched them.  Suddenly a red and white truck was passing by.  Ennis felt his heart skip a beat.  It seemed the truck was slowing down.  His heart jumped again.  But then the truck just drove by.

Ennis went back inside and sat back down at the table.  He stared at the comics again.  But he didn’t see them at all.

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Post by: mariez on May 08, 2007, 07:20:03 am
July 1978
.  .  . .
"Yer dad...he give me that same look...early in the mornin' .....sometimes...didn't  always light up easy at the crack o' dawn....Ya hungry?" .  . . .


"Sure musta been nice ...up here everyday just ta yerselves..... 

Great to see Ennis and Bobby again, Mark. . . .  "didn't always light up easy at the crack o' dawn....  That is so Ennis - can just hear him saying that.  I love how Bobby his trying to draw Ennis out about that summer - he's dying to know more, but knows that he has to be gentle about it. 



All that Chitchat

 . . . .Helen looked around and leaned in closer, almost whispering into Alma’s ear, “You know Debbie Hunter, of course.  Well!  Her husband’s been seeing that Dillon woman at the other side of town!  Six whole months, imagine that!  Poor Debbie!  Everyone’s talking about it!”  She sat back and waited for Alma’s reaction.  . . . .

"Chit-chat" indeed. This is a perfect little "filler" - exactly the kind of conversation I'll bet took place.  Perhaps the minister needs to give his flock a sermon on the evils of gossip, hmmm?   :-\



 . . .Ennis looked up and stared at her.  It was Cassie, but it was just like Alma was talking to him.
 . . . .
. . . . Suddenly a red and white truck was passing by.  Ennis felt his heart skip a beat.  It seemed the truck was slowing down.  His heart jumped again.  But then the truck just drove by. . . 

Poor Cassie has no idea who she's dealing with, what she's up against - but she just keeps trying.  Really well done, Marl.  Glad they're talking to you again.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on May 08, 2007, 11:42:51 am

Marl, this struck me ...

Quote
Ennis looked up and stared at her.  It was Cassie, but it was just like Alma was talking to him.

Poor Cassie.  Like Marie said, she had no idea what she was up against.  :-\

Lovely drabbles, Marl!  Glad that you are bringing Cassie back to life, even if she isn't all that happy!  ;)


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Post by: Lumière on May 08, 2007, 11:46:29 am
M, so glad to see you here today with a wonderful drabble. :)
Marl

"Chit-chat" indeed. This is a perfect little "filler" - exactly the kind of conversation I'll bet took place.  Perhaps the minister needs to give his flock a sermon on the evils of gossip, hmmm?   :-\

Cheers Marl and Marie!  :)

Small town gossip must've been something that Alma dreaded, knowing what she knew.
Yeah, Marie, a sermon against gossiping is sorely needed here ..lol..
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Post by: Cameron on May 08, 2007, 07:52:03 pm
Aw, thank you so very much, Marie and Millie,

Can I tell you again how much it means to me?
A whole lot!!! :)

Marl
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Post by: cwby30 on May 08, 2007, 10:52:06 pm
Evenin'. Sorry this is a few days' late...RL and all. 

*****************

Circle JE Ranch, April, 1995


Jack leaned against the counter, cup close to his lips, its steaming contents warming his face. His body felt like leaning, not sitting, this particular morning. Not an unusual occurrence. His eyes hadn’t focused completely, and he was enjoying the quiet stillness of the early morning.  Sun hadn’t made its appearance yet, but soon would, could tell by the shifting color of the sky outside the kitchen windows. He stifled a yawn, and took a sip.

‘Nothin' like a good cup a joe first thing in the mornin'.  Well, second best thing, anyway, next to wakin' up tangled in Ennis’ arms and legs. Well, third best thing, anyway, next to wakin' up with Ennis strokin' me and whisperin' inta my ear, and slowly…’

“Mornin', Jack. You’re up mighty early.” 

“Mornin' yourself, bud. Couldn’t get back to sleep.”

“I did. Worn out after that early exercise.”

“Humpf,” he replied with a smirk, followed by a smile, which was covered by a warm good morning you look beautiful even if your hair is sticking out all over the place and you taste like toothpaste and coffee kiss. 

“Where’s the coffee? Pot’s empty.”

“Over on the counter next to the stove, in that glass pot. Called a French press. Got it at Murchison’s  last weekend. Ya put in exactly three scoops of coffee…”

“Exactly?”

“Well, 'proximately, seein’s how I added some extra, just because, like I always do…and then ya fill it up with boilin'   water and put on the top. After awhile, ya push down on that thing there on top, pushes the grounds to the bottom. Then ya pour a cup. Simple, even you c’n do it.”

After taking sip, Ennis said, “Tastes good, reminds me a Brokeback, and our fishing trips. Looks like another thing I’m gonna like about the French.”

“Such as?”

“French press coffee pots…” arm around Jack’s waist, “…French roast coffee…” his coffee cup on the counter, “…French fries…” other hand putting Jack’s cup on the counter “…French Lace roses…” other hand now on the back of Jack’s neck, “…French bread…” lips brushing across a cheek towards their intended destination, “…but most of all, French kisses…” mouth covering mouth, getting as good as he gave. 

Coming up for air, arms around Ennis' neck, Jack added, “French last names…”

“Not French, Italian, told ya that b’fore.”

“Well, humor me, cowboy.”

“Done that already for a lotta years, rodeo.”

“Lookin' forward to a lot more, too.”

“You bet.”

And they stood holding each other as the rays of the morning sun slowly added their own warmth to the kitchen. 

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Post by: cwby30 on May 09, 2007, 12:12:51 am
Evenin', again.  Here's some more...a little more timely. Hope ya don't mind that it runs over a bit...actually way over... do have a tendency to ramble on sometimes, have found out that once they start talking they have a lot to say! Will try to put some reins on the next one. :)


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Circle JE Ranch, April 1995


“What’s fer breakfast?” Ennis asked, leaning into the Frigidaire.

Enjoying the view provided by flannel pajamas clinging to a firm ass, Jack replied, “Whatever ya want, so long as it’s in the house. Not going out in the cold, nice ‘n warm in here.”

“Anythin'?” Ennis looked over his shoulder at Jack with a smile and one raised eyebrow.

“Almost. Gotta do something about that one track mind a yers. Not that I’m complainin’ none, just so’s ya know.”  Jack stifled another yawn.

“Stop that, ‘r ya’ll get me ta doin’ it too, it’s catchin’.”

“Think I may be catchin’ somethin’ maself, gotta sore throat.”

“Ya not ok?” Ennis came over and checked Jack’s forehead, cupped his cheek with the palm of his hand. “Yer forehead’s not warm, yer ears ain’t red, but yer cheeks look a little flush.”

“That’s from yer early mornin’ exercise.” Jack turned his head slightly and kissed that palm.

“Glad ta see I c’n still put some color in those cheeks a your’n. Just suck on one a them throat pills, the imported ones, that should do it. Don’t need ‘nother doctor bill right now.” Ennis patted Jack's cheek and headed back to forage in the fridge.

“Ya mean the Reecolaaah ones? They’s American with a Swiss name, dumbass. It’s called marketin’, think it’ll sell more with a strange name. Ya got a foreign foods fetish goin’ on this mornin’?”

“Thought marketin’ was what we did on Saturdays at the Safeway,” came a muffled reply.

“Dif’rent kind.”

“Humpf. Say, where’s Shep?” Ennis reached into the back of the second shelf, pushing aside the pickles and what was once half an apple. 

“Outside already, mindin’ his business.”

“Speakin’ a business, what’re ya doing today, b’sides not tellin’ me what’s for breakfast?’

“Plannin’ Commission meetin’.  Some suits from Denver gonna come up and tell us that what’s good fer them and the old Franklin ranch is good fer us, and we should be thankin’ ‘em for wantin’ ta do that fer us, and ta show our thanks we should be amendin’ the General Plan ta accommodate their big plans. All flash and dash. Think we’re a buncha hicks, makes me mad. ‘S if we hadn’t already figgered out years ago fer ourselves the way things oughtta be. Took a lotta time and arm twistin’ ta put all that tagether, and they waltz in ‘n want us to bow down and change it on their say-so, be damned if’n I‘ll do that.” Jack stopped, to take a breath and down a gulp of coffee.

‘That’s my man,’ Ennis thought with a smile, ‘once he gets started ta talkin’ ya cain’t shut him up.’

“Well, ya can handle ‘em, Mr. Commissioner, just like ya did old LD and all them others, includin’ me. Sure am glad a that.”

Jack felt warm all over from the love that went with those words. ‘Ennis fuckin’ Del Mar. Ya did it again, sayin’ ya love me without even knowin’ it. How I love ya, ya dumbass!' he chuckled to himself, shaking his head slowly, thinking about so many things. 

And then he put down his cup and headed over to save his man from sure starvation. 
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Post by: mariez on May 09, 2007, 08:15:40 am
. . . .

‘Nothin' like a good cup a joe first thing in the mornin'.  Well, second best thing, anyway, next to wakin' up tangled in Ennis’ arms and legs. Well, third best thing, anyway, next to wakin' up with Ennis strokin' me and whisperin' inta my ear, and slowly…’  . . . .

. . . .
Jack felt warm all over from the love that went with those words. ‘Ennis fuckin’ Del Mar. Ya did it again, sayin’ ya love me without even knowin’ it. How I love ya, ya dumbass!' he chuckled to himself, shaking his head slowly, thinking about so many things. 

And then he put down his cup and headed over to save his man from sure starvation. 

Hey, cwby - these were just great!  So very Jack and Ennis - and I love when drabbles put a big goofy grin on my face!  ;D

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 09, 2007, 11:02:27 am
July 1988

Last of the breakfast dishes and cookware sparkling clean, set out to dry, silence follows the clinks, splashes of their labors, both satisfied from the morning meal. "Reckon....reckon it's time.....Huh?" Ennis looked intently at Bobby. Without speaking he nods a reply. Ennis squeezes Bobby's shoulders as the two men rise, each gathering what they need from their packs. Following wordlessly as Ennis leads the way to the appointed spot, Bobby awed by the beauty of the mountain weighted by his fathers spirit.  Standing side by side, each open a container, then gently tipping it, a gust of wind echoing through the surrounding trees claim the contents, now and forever to be part of Brokeback.

Fiercley locked arm an arm, tears streaming shamelessly down their checks, both men look on, thoughts on the man each loved so much, Ennis turned  to Bobby tilted his head toward where the ashes lay, nodded. Bobby looked back at him met his gaze, then looked at the ground and back at Ennis, nodded back. Promise sealed.

After a long while Bobby, arm around Ennis spoke. "Pop...Pop...he really loved you.....comin' all the way...up ta see...."

Ennis looked down..."Ah....Ah ....loved him too....more 'n anyone.......never got ta tell....don't know...if....."

"He...he  knew.....he always knew...."

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Ennisfixingtent.jpg)
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Post by: mariez on May 09, 2007, 12:44:34 pm
July 1988

. . .  Following wordlessly as Ennis leads the way to the appointed spot, Bobby awed by the beauty of the mountain weighted by his fathers spirit.  Standing side by side, each open a container, then gently tipping it, a gust of wind echoing through the surrounding trees claim the contents, now and forever to be part of Brokeback.   . . . .

Wow, Mark - that is some damn fine writing, bud.  How fitting that Bobby and Ennis share this moment.  And, yeah, Ennis, he knew.   

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 09, 2007, 12:46:29 pm
I'll throw some prompts out -



Marie
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Post by: belbbmfan on May 09, 2007, 01:31:50 pm
July 1988


Fiercley locked arm an arm, tears streaming shamelessly down their checks, both men look on, thoughts on the man each loved so much, Ennis turned  to Bobby tilted his toward the ground, nodded. Bobby looked back at him met his gaze, then looked at the ground and back at Ennis, nodded back. Promise sealed.

After a long while Bobby, arm around Ennis spoke. "Pop...Pop...he really loved you.....comin' all the way...up ta see...."

Ennis looked down..."Ah....Ah ....loved him too....more 'n anyone.......never got ta tell....don't know...if....."

"He...he  knew.....he always knew...."



 :'(

But I'm glad Bobby and Ennis were able to share this experience. Thank you Mark.
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Post by: cwby30 on May 09, 2007, 01:42:50 pm
Mornin', jp:

He always knew...  Jack told Ennis he wished he knew how to quit him...which was an admission that he loved Ennis, even though to him Ennis didn't seem to love him back the same.  But, he knew Ennis and knew Ennis loved him, too, and could never quit him.

Glad Ennis has Bobby to talk to and share this with, and Bobby has the spirit and acceptance to be there with him and share his own feelings and knowledge with him. 

Thanks again. 
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Post by: Lumière on May 09, 2007, 05:16:05 pm
I went over the limit, but here is my dabble ... :)


Like All Those Years Ago…

Ennis chased the blue, plastic pail as it bobbed up and down in the fast-flowing river, half-buried in the current.   He was mumbling to himself when he finally snatched the bucket from the water before it was swept downstream.  Jack had stormed off to the tent, clearly annoyed after their little exchange of words.  Ennis stooped down and gathered the enamel dishes he had just rinsed out.  He dumped them into the bucket and sat down heavily on the damp log by the river bed.  He knew that he’d upset Jack with what he’d said earlier but, he needed to speak his mind.  Did Jack really think that everything would be sweet as honey if he packed up and moved to Texas?  What would change?  They’d still have to hide and sneak around to be together.  What about the girls?  Even if he was entertaining the idea of relocating to Texas, he couldn’t leave his girls behind in Riverton.  Sure he was divorced and single but Jack was still married.  What about Lureen and Bobby? Why couldn’t Jack see that things weren’t as simple as he thought?  It just wouldn’t make any difference no matter where they lived…There’d still be one problem – they would still be queer.   

Ennis sighed and looked in the direction of the tent.  He wrung his hands anxiously, lost in his thoughts.  His mind wandered back to another night almost like this one, all those years ago, when he’d sat alone by the fire, stalling, and thinking of the words to tell Jack that he wanted him – his friendship, his comfort, his body.  He hadn’t found the words then, but Jack had read the anxiety and uncertainty in his eyes like they were words written in big, bold letters on his forehead.  Only Jack could do that. He had never met another who could see through him like he was made of glass, or hold him tight like he would come apart at the seams.  Only Jack could do that…

Before Ennis knew it, he was walking towards the tent, his hat in hand; a simple gesture to beg for forgiveness and make everything right again …just like he’d done that night.  Jack was lying on the bedroll, his back to the tent flap.  Ennis dropped his hat on the ground and lay down next to him.  He snuggled in close and threw an arm around Jack’s waist.  Jack lay still.  Ennis pressed a soft kiss on the side of his neck, and then another…Jack turned around to face him; he shifted closer until their faces were only a few inches apart.   He looked into those brown eyes quietly and without saying a word, he brought his hand up to Ennis’ face and caressed the smooth cheek.  The angry and bitter feelings he felt had vanished, washed away by the overwhelming, desperate need he had for the man who laid beside him.  He kissed Ennis’ lips, tender and slow; wooing him, soothing him, and loving him like he’d done on that first night.. all those years ago…



                               (http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/49599752.jpg)
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 09, 2007, 05:31:50 pm
GOOD JOB Lucise!!!!!!!
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on May 09, 2007, 06:16:24 pm


    Lucise, that was wonderful...It gave a full ending to one of the most startling and awful scenes, from the movie.  That is and has always been my most disturbing feeling, leaving that scene...It seemed so out of place, and unnerving.  It left you feeling they were just losing the love....Even the lake scene, "I wish i knew how to quit you."  Let you know they cared too much,...so thank you for this,,,thank you very much...for your talents.....janice
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 09, 2007, 06:27:43 pm
" S'alright, s'alright........shhhhh..... damn you Ennis....go ahead and bawl, s'alright....ain't lettin' ya go, hang on to me tight..... stay in my arms as long as ya want....ain't leaving till your ready, it's ok, I ain't going nowhere....shhhh.....shhhhhhhh.....s'alright........nobody here but us bud....stay here al f***ing day if ya want....just hang on ta me.....'s'alright...shhh..... s'alright Ennis"

 (http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/brokebackmtn_3416.jpg)




Tweaked rerun from 'Fantasy Scenes'. Thought you might like it Janice.
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Post by: Lumière on May 09, 2007, 07:38:46 pm
GOOD JOB Lucise!!!!!!!

Thanks Mark!  :)



    Lucise, that was wonderful...It gave a full ending to one of the most startling and awful scenes, from the movie.  That is and has always been my most disturbing feeling, leaving that scene...It seemed so out of place, and unnerving.  It left you feeling they were just losing the love....Even the lake scene, "I wish i knew how to quit you."  Let you know they cared too much,...so thank you for this,,,thank you very much...for your talents.....janice

I know what you mean, Janice.  After that fight by the river we are not sure whether they made up or not or how they left things when the trip was over.   I am glad the drabble filled some blanks for you, as it did me.  :)

Cheers,
~M
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on May 09, 2007, 08:30:01 pm
Lucise,

I'm sitting here in tears from your drabble. 

And I've watched that scene from the movie no fewer than fifty times now...and I don't cry anymore when I watch it.   

But your words just melted me and left me a puddle of mush. 
Thank you, sweetie.    :-*

C*
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Post by: mariez on May 09, 2007, 08:34:12 pm
. . . .Before Ennis knew it, he was walking towards the tent, his hat in hand; a simple gesture to beg for forgiveness and make everything right again …just like he’d done that night.  Jack was lying on the bedroll, his back to the tent flap.  Ennis dropped his hat on the ground and lay down next to him.  He snuggled in close and threw an arm around Jack’s waist.  Jack lay still.  Ennis pressed a soft kiss on the side of his neck, and then another…Jack turned around to face him; he shifted closer until their faces were only a few inches apart.   He looked into those brown eyes quietly and without saying a word, he brought his hand up to Ennis’ face and caressed the smooth cheek.  The angry and bitter feelings he felt had vanished, washed away by the overwhelming, desperate need he had for the man who laid beside him.  He kissed Ennis’ lips, tender and slow; wooing him, soothing him, and loving him like he’d done on that first night.. all those years ago…

Oh, Milli!  This is perfection!  Dang, it is such a rush when you talented writers are able to express exactly what I imagine happened and exactly what I imagine they were thinking.   :) :)


" S'alright, s'alright........shhhhh..... damn you Ennis....go ahead and bawl, s'alright....ain't lettin' ya go, hang on to me tight..... stay in my arms as long as ya want....ain't leaving till your ready, it's ok, I ain't going nowhere....shhhh.....shhhhhhhh.....s'alright........nobody here but us bud....stay here al f***ing day if ya want....just hang on ta me.....'s'alright...shhh..... s'alright Ennis"   

Ahhh....yes!!!  Same as above, Mark.  I know this is just what Jack said, just what happened - so good to "see" it played out.  (That picture is so heartbreaking.)

Thanks again - terrific work!
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on May 10, 2007, 01:51:48 am
Lucise,

I'm sitting here in tears from your drabble. 
And I've watched that scene from the movie no fewer than fifty times now...and I don't cry anymore when I watch it.   
But your words just melted me and left me a puddle of mush. 
Thank you, sweetie.    :-*

C*


Aww C* ... :-*
I don't know what to say.  Thank you.   :)

~~~

Marie, as always, where would we be without thee..?!  ;)

Hugs,
~M
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Post by: Penthesilea on May 10, 2007, 06:48:15 am

Like All Those Years Ago…

  

Milli, I second everything others have said. When I went to bed yesterday evening, I wanted to take a quick glance at what's new on BM before shutting the PC down. Your drabble was the first thing I clicked on. After reading it, I read it a second time, then shut down the computer. I didn't want to read anything else after this. It is perfect beauty.
Thank you for this.
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Post by: Lumière on May 10, 2007, 11:44:06 am
Hello everyone!  :)

I am jumping in to offer some prompts today:

* sealed envelope
* restraint
* whirl or swirl


Looking forward to your creativity!

~M
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 10, 2007, 12:31:38 pm
July 1988

"You alright Ennis?" Bobby quired, as adjusted the strap holding the packs on his horse.

Ennis silent looking toward the grassy field...were he sat that long ago day.

"Ennis?"

"...Huh...um...Ah's alright.....just thinkin' is all..."

"Must a been...real hard...leavin' here....when you was with Pop."

Ennis still staring ahead."...Yep....sure wuz...think it wuz hardest thing Ah ever had ta do wuz leaving here."

Bobby moves to Ennis's side reaches his arm around him squeezes his shoulder remains quiet.

"See what happend wuz...Ah wuz up in the mountain with the sheep...woke up ta snow on the ground....freezin' my ass off....rode down ta camp...an yer daddy is taking down the tent.....said Agguire came by we's ta tke the sheep down the mountain....whole month earlier....than...." Ennis looks down. "Don't think Ah ever felt so bad,." Bobby gently tugs on his neck. "Went over on the grassy mound right over there...just sat....felt all mixed up....didn't Ah could ever ...be with  yer dad again ....could hardly ever think.... Your dad...he packed up camp all by himself...while Ah wuz there...didn't seem to bothered... He never said...Ah figured out later....Ah think he thought Ah'd just be goin' off with 'm......sometimes....... "

"Oh Ennis...."

"Yer daddy....sees me up there...he come up ta me.... tries ta lasso me with the rope...just playful like....tryin' ta cheer me up  Ah guess....not....we get ta rollin' 'round an he knees me in the nose...."

"He..."

"Yer daddy didn't meant to...just happin...got all bloody...Yer daddy gets up ...tries ta help me....Ah...Ah wuz all mixed up.....threw him a punch....knocked 'm down" Ennis is silent for a moment. "Took us two days ta bring the sheep down....we ...we hardly spoke...could hardly be lookin' at him...knowin' Ah'd mebe never see him again....couldn't be... with 'm anymore."

"Ennis...Ennis....I'm so sorry.....you 'n Pop didn't get....go off ta be together...." Bobby tightened his grip on Ennis.

"Now don't you let me be hearin' talk like that son....Huh?.....Ya hear me?...Those days.... mebe even now we just couldn't be together...out in the open 'n all....just wuzn't safe...Much a Ah wanted ta be with yer dad...wouldn't trade all those years with him not ta have raise my daughters...be a daddy to 'm...an ....ta...to know you neither ...an know what else? ....neither would yer daddy ...no matter what.... 'Sides wouldn't ta done ya much good if Ah did take off with yer daddy" Ennis chuckles. "...don't how they're be much chance of ya even being born!....you just hush up 'bout that ya hear?" Ennis claps him on the back.

"Yes sir.....Ennis...."

"Come on....'s time we be gettin' a move on."

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Post by: Scott6373 on May 10, 2007, 12:47:19 pm
Sealed Envelope 5/10/07

The envelope was yellowed with age.  It had not seen the light of day in many years; too many years.  The bitterness and anger that made him lock the envelope away forty years ago, still occupied a far too large portion of his soul.

“Gramps?  Are you ok?”  The tiny voice came from the darkness outside of his room.

“Huh?  Oh sure darlin’.  Just very tired.  Shouldn’t you be in bed?”

“I couldn’t sleep.  I miss Grams.”

“I know you do honey.  I do to.”

Tess came into the room and sat down on the bed next to him.  She could see from moonlight that filtered through the lacy curtains, that he was holding a piece of paper.  “What’s that Gramps?”

“Oh this…it’s just a letter,” he replied, his eyes burning and tired enough that they required some force to refocus on the envelope.

“It looks very old.  Who is it from?”

“It’s a letter…from my daddy”

Really?  You mean my great Gramps?”

“Yep.  He was a rodeo rider you know.”  The expression in his voice was blankly flat, but the little girl wouldn’t have known the difference.

“You told us.  What does the letter say Gramps?”

“I dunno l’il darlin’.  I never did read it.”

“Gramps!”  Tess was  as shocked as any eight year old girl should be.  A light flickered on outside the room, and the door opened slightly more.

“Tessie?  Are you bothering Gramps?”  His daughter stepped just inside the door.

“She’s ok, but I am tired I think I need to rest now, ok darlin’?”

“Sure Gramps.”  The small girl pecked him on the cheek, and left the room.

“Dad?”  He knew his daughter was concerned, probably overly so, but he stopped her.

“Baby girl, I’m fine.  It’s not like we didn’t know this was comin’ now…”

“I know daddy, but it must be hard for you.”

“It is, but it’s a relief too.  She’s happy and safe and healthy now.”

“Ok…well…if you need anything, just come and get me or Rick.”

“Yes ma’am.”  He knew that response would draw that smile that made his soul sing, even if he couldn’t see it.  She left him, closing the door quietly behind her.  When he was sure to be alone, he slid over to the nightstand and switched the bedside light on.  Drawing in as deep a breath as he dared, he slid his finger under the envelope flap, the glue old and cracking, making the opening clean.  He sat quite still while he read.  The paper as fragile as the content.  When he was done, he sat for a long while, the letter resting on his lap.  He had no strong emotional reaction one way or another; or so he thought.  With care, He folded the paper, placed it back into the envelope, and gently laid it on the nightstand, beside the picture of his wife.

“Genevieve, I wish you had known him,” he said out loud to no one.  He swung his legs up onto the bed, and reclined, his head finding comfort in the clean and soft linens his daughter had put on the bed.  He felt himself begin the slide into sleep, and was surprised that the last words of his father were running through his head.

“There are so many things that I wish I could tell you.  Maybe one day I’ll get the chance.  I need you to know, that just because your mama and I ain’t living together anymore, doesn’t mean I don’t love you more than anything in my life.  You will always have me, and I will always be there for you.  If you can find even half of the love that I have in my life, you will be a lucky man.  I love you son.”

As the words rolled through his mind like a lighted marquee on a movie theater, Robert Twist fell into a safe and deep sleep.


657 words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on May 10, 2007, 02:31:44 pm



             Scott that is simple beautiful...So glad you have your writing back..Its a
blessing to all of us.                                                        janice
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on May 10, 2007, 03:26:52 pm


Restraint


Jack sighed, laying a lonely right arm across Ennis’ chest. 

Ennis stirred, opening one sleepy eye to gaze down on the top of Jack’s soft hair.

“Whut’s wrong...you okay?” 

“hhmm...still rainin’,” Jack answered sadly, letting his hand slide the length of Ennis’ torso, coming to rest on the man’s lower fur.

“You aint got no restraint, Twist,” Ennis groaned.  “Wakin’ me up to tell me it’s still rainin’.”

“...that aint really the reason I done woke you up.” 

“Like I said...no restraint.”  Ennis smiled, laying his own hand on top of Jack’s. 

Both men would be awake for a while. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(100 Words)
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Post by: mariez on May 10, 2007, 03:32:36 pm
. . . .
Ennis still staring ahead."...Yep....sure wuz...think it wuz hardest thing Ah ever had ta do wuz leaving here."

Bobby moves to Ennis's side reaches his arm around him squeezes his shoulder remains quiet.  .  . .

Bobby is as sweet as his daddy - and beneath that stillness, Ennis is such a deeply sensitive soul.  Nicely done, Mark. 


. . . .
As the words rolled through his mind like a lighted marquee on a movie theater, Robert Twist fell into a safe and deep sleep. 

It does seem easier for some of us to express in writing what we can't out loud.  You're writing is always so special, Scott - and such a pleasure to read. 



. . .You ain't got no restraint, Twist,” Ennis groaned.  “Wakin’ me up to tell me it’s still rainin’.” . . .

 ;D ;D  You're something else, ya know that, C?  100 words of pure J&E. 


Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on May 10, 2007, 03:36:38 pm
Thanks so much, Marie.   You're just the sweetest thing.    :-*

I'm really enjoying the challenge of using fewer words.   ;)    It's fun.
(God knows, my chapters of WWotY go on FOREVER.)   hehehe    ;)
Love ya, sweetie.  You're the best. 

C*
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Post by: belbbmfan on May 10, 2007, 03:40:05 pm

I'm really enjoying the challenge of using fewer words.   ;)    It's fun.

C*

okay, okay, but not too few words, right?   ;). I'm just being entirely selfish here, of course...

That was a fun drabble! thanks.
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on May 10, 2007, 03:43:40 pm
okay, okay, but not too few words, right?   ;). I'm just being entirely selfish here, of course...

That was a fun drabble! thanks.

hehehe   I actually recently looked up the precise definition of a 'drabble.'  And apparently, in its very strictest sense, it's supposed to be exactly 100 words. 
It's fun to try.   ;)   But really not my strong suit, I agree.   lol    ;)

C*   
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Post by: Lumière on May 10, 2007, 03:53:43 pm

Wow..three excellent drabbles so far!

Thanks Mark, Scott and C*!!  :-*

Cheers,
~M


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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 10, 2007, 03:55:55 pm
THANKS MARIE AND LUCISE!!!!
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on May 10, 2007, 03:57:44 pm
Wow..three excellent drabbles so far!

Thanks Mark, Scott and C*!!  :-*

Cheers,
~M

 :-* :-* :-*
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Post by: belbbmfan on May 10, 2007, 04:07:07 pm
July 1988

"Ennis...Ennis....I'm so sorry.....you 'n Pop didn't get....go off ta be together...." Bobby tightened his grip on Ennis.

"Now don't you let me be hearin' talk like that son....Huh?.....Ya hear me?...Those days.... mebe even now we just couldn't be together...out in the open 'n all....just wuzn't safe...Much a Ah wanted ta be with yer dad...wouldn't trade all those years with him not ta have raise my daughters...be a daddy to 'm...an ....ta...to know you neither ...an know what else? ....neither would yer daddy ...no matter what.... 'Sides wouldn't ta done ya much good if Ah did take off with yer daddy" Ennis chuckles. "...don't how they're be much chance of ya even being born!....you just hush up 'bout that ya hear?" Ennis claps him on the back.

"Yes sir.....Ennis...."

"Come on....'s time we be gettin' a move on."


Mark, i really like the way Ennis has accepted that things were 'the way they were' and that he could see the whole situation from Bobby's point of view. Both Ennis and Jack regretted not being able to be together the way they wanted to, but never regretted being a father. I think it's important that Bobby hears this.

Very balanced and very moving. thank you!  :)
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Post by: belbbmfan on May 10, 2007, 04:17:38 pm
Sealed Envelope 5/10/07
If you can find even half of the love that I have in my life, you will be a lucky man.  I love you son.”

As the words rolled through his mind like a lighted marquee on a movie theater, Robert Twist fell into a safe and deep sleep.



That was beautiful Scott! thank you.  :)
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Post by: Cameron on May 10, 2007, 08:07:12 pm
(Not much talking, but here goes, continuation of the Neighbor.)

The Envelope

(August 1985)
Ennis’s thoughts were all a swirl.  He was lying in bed but he was neither asleep nor awake.  His head was a jumble of pictures and voices, Jack’s and Tom’s and Cassie’s and Alma’s.  He opened his eyes but all he saw was the darkness.  He closed his eyes again and tried to sleep but all he saw were the images, swirling around without stopping.

The light was suddenly streaming in through the small window.  Ennis sat up and picked up the picture that was on the nightstand, the picture that he got in that shop on that strange ride with Tom.  He put it back down, the picture was no comfort after all.

Ennis got up, went to the tiny bathroom and splashed cold water on his face.  He was about to start getting ready to go to the ranch but he suddenly remembered that it was Saturday.  He went to the door of the trailer.  The sun was streaming in through the windows.  It was a sunny day.  He was about to open the door but something on the floor caught his eye.  He picked it up.  It was a sealed white envelope.  He turned it over on both sides. There was no writing on it, except for where it said ‘Ennis’ in small straight handwriting on the front.  He opened the door and sat down on the steps.  Everything was still, except for a white truck driving by on the road.  He looked over at Tom’s trailer, for once Tom was not outside.  Ennis began to carefully tear the envelope open, but then he stopped and went back inside.

He poured some water into the pot and set in on the flame.  He was all out of real coffee, all he had was an ancient jar of the instant stuff.  With all the strange things going on, with Tom and the strange rides and the strange knocking on his door the past few days he had completely forgotten to do any grocery shopping.  He picked up the envelope again.  “Must be from Tom” he said to himself, but he really had no idea.  He carefully ripped open up the top edge, but then he put it down on the table.  Ennis looked over towards the closet.  Three years.  He began walking over to it but he restrained himself.  Before he got into bed last night he just sat staring at the shirts for hours.  He swore that he wasn’t  going to do that anymore. 

Ennis sat back down at the table, the water was now gurgling and boiling away.  He got up and turned the flame off, looking with longing at the closet door.  But he sat back down and picked up the envelope again.  He sat there turning it over and over in his hands.
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Post by: mariez on May 10, 2007, 09:01:46 pm
...
Ennis’s thoughts were all a swirl.  He was lying in bed but he was neither asleep nor awake.  His head was a jumble of pictures and voices, Jack’s and Tom’s and Cassie’s and Alma’s.  He opened his eyes but all he saw was the darkness.  He closed his eyes again and tried to sleep but all he saw were the images, swirling around without stopping. .  .  .

This is such a perfect description of what I call the "3:00 a.m. blues" - when your mind is in overdrive and you wish you had an on-off switch for your brain.  Poor Ennis - he's experiencing the 3:00 a.m. blues 24 hours a day.  Hope whatever is in that envelope helps.  Wonderful writing, Marl. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on May 10, 2007, 11:27:32 pm
Thank You, Marie
 :)
Marl
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Post by: Lumière on May 10, 2007, 11:39:27 pm
Thank you everyone for an awesome drabble day!!
I am coming late, late to the show, but I thought I'd post this.
(I was within limit this time!  ;))


His Portrait..

September 1967


He emptied the contents of the bulging canvas bag onto the bedspread.  He looked at the pile of rumpled clothes; they were badly in need of a wash.  He bundled them up in his arms and dumped them in the laundry basket by the bathroom door.  He was about to walk away when he saw a piece of paper drowning in the sea of dirty clothes.  He pulled it out; it was a sealed envelope.  He walked over to the bed and sat down as he ripped it open.  He pulled out a little note, along with a worn piece of paper that was folded many times.  Ennis opened the note…


Ennis,
I wrote this some months after Brokeback.
You sure messed with my head.  You still do.
I may never say these words to your face..
But now you know.
Jack

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

I think of him,
In the light of day
In the dark of night.
He is inside me
Outside me
Around me
Above me
Underneath me
Before me
After me
In front of me
Behind me.
A man of few words
Dark-brown eyes
Blonde hair, curly.
Lips like honey,
Smile like heaven.
Rod like a lightnin’ pole,
Smooth and hard
Driving inside me
Fierce and urgent,
Without restraint.

I think of him,
When I wake
When I sleep;
I see his face
His chest, his limbs
Right before me;
Inviting, teasing
Yet I can’t touch.
I have no picture
To look upon
When I dream.
So I’ll carry this
In my empty wallet.
His portrait,
My image of him.
I think of him
Today like yesterday,
Like I will tomorrow.
Just like he was then –
Dark-brown eyes
Blonde hair, curly.
Lips like honey,
Smile like heaven.



(286 words)

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Post by: belbbmfan on May 11, 2007, 01:38:08 am

The Envelope

(August 1985)

He was about to open the door but something on the floor caught his eye.  He picked it up.  It was a sealed white envelope.  He turned it over on both sides. There was no writing on it, except for where it said ‘Ennis’ in small straight handwriting on the front.  He opened the door and sat down on the steps.  Everything was still, except for a white truck driving by on the road.

I wonder what's in the envelope. I hope it's something to put Ennis's mind at rest (well, a bit anyway  :-\)

I'm looking forward to your next drabble Marl! Thanks.



His Portrait..

September 1967


He emptied the contents of the bulging canvas bag onto the bedspread.  He looked at the pile of rumpled clothes; they were badly in need of a wash.  He bundled them up in his arms and dumped them in the laundry basket by the bathroom door.  He was about to walk away when he saw a piece of paper drowning in the sea of dirty clothes.  He pulled it out; it was a sealed envelope.  He walked over to the bed and sat down as he ripped it open.  He pulled out a little note, along with a worn piece of paper that was folded many times.  Ennis opened the note…


Ennis,
I wrote this some months after Brokeback.
You sure messed with my head.  You still do.
I may never say these words to your face..
But now you know.
Jack

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
....
I think of him
Today like yesterday,
Like I will tomorrow.
Just like he was then –
Dark-brown eyes
Blonde hair, curly.
Lips like honey,
Smile like heaven.


Thank god Ennis found this and it didn't end up in the laundry basket! I can't imagine what must be going through his mind reading this...

wonderful! thank you.
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Post by: mariez on May 11, 2007, 09:39:56 am

His Portrait..


Ennis,
I wrote this some months after Brokeback.
You sure messed with my head.  You still do.
I may never say these words to your face..
But now you know.
Jack
. .  .
Those words took my breath away - so powerful, so beautiful, but, most of all, so heartfelt and true.  Thanks so much for sharing - you can never be too late. 

Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on May 11, 2007, 09:57:30 am
Great day for drabbles yesterday. Thanks to Milli, Marlen, Mark, Scott, Cristine.

Marlen, we now have the mysterious photograph, the mysterious envelope and the mysterious knocking at Ennis' door. Let alone Tom himself.
Hm.
Hm, hm.
.................................................
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 11, 2007, 11:02:52 am
July 1988

Ennis looks out the window, taking in a last look at Signal, focusing in on that small patch of gravel in front of the trailer. On the seat beside him the son of the man he met there so long ago, changing his life forever.

"Umm...so Ennis...when ya left here...you 'n Pop....you...make plans....how'd you keep in touch?"

"...Naw ...like Ah said ....kinda a mixed up inside ....bein' out in town in all...after....Helped yer dad get that old pickup started...been sittin' all summer ...he ask if Ah's comin' back the next summer.....tell 'm Ah's gettin' married ta Alma, my girls mama...said Ah'd probably not... so we just kinda left yer daddy drove off in his pickup ...didn't think Ah'd ever be seen' him again........ Ah tell ya..... slow down a second son....see that space right there between the buildings? ....Wuz walkin' right  after Ah saw yer dad drive away... hid right down there ....bawled mys eyes out ...couldn't stop......"

Bobby reaches squeezes Ennis's neck, then brings his truck up to speed.

"Come ta find out....when Ah went up ta Lightning Flat after yer daddy wuz gone...your grandma....she wuz so nice ta me....had me go up ta yer daddy's old room...found he kept the shirts we wuz warin' that day hidden in the closet all them years...the one Ah got all bloody...and his old blue one...he had it over mine with  the sleeve inside 'n all....kinda like protectin' it ...yer grandma....she let me take them...don't know if she knew they's even there.... but she knew how much those old shirta meant ta me 'n Jack....got 'm up in my closet in Riverton....put mine over his....."

After a few minutes Bobby speaks. "So how....how did  you 'n Pop meet up again?."

"Well.... wuz married ta Alma...doin' stuff most folks do...had me my little girls...workin' on ranches ...tryin' ta take care of my family....Well ...one day come home an there this postcard....from yer daddy!" Ennis looks wide eyed at Bobby. "Say he's comin' thru an ta let 'm know if Ah'd be there!"

"When did he send it....how long after....?"

"More in four years...! wuz September....don't know what the hell took him so long!" Ennis laughs, bringing Booby to giggle.

"An you never heard from him...all that time?"

"Nope....Ah guess never thought Ah would."

"So he came ta see ya?"

"Yep....remember like wuz yesterday....didn't say what time he'd be there...took day off... wore my best shirt... kinda a lookin' out the window ....pacing around all day.....didn't know ...what..."

"So...he showed up...?"

"Yep son he did!." Ennis laughing, slaps Bobby on his blue jean clad leg. "We's wouldn't be sittin' her if he didn't.  Ah fell asleep on the couch...woke when Ah heard his truck drive up....got up looked out the window...an there he wuz! ...raced down them strairs...grabbed 'm so hard thought his insides would come out." Ennis looks ahead. "Found out then 'bout you...says he's married 'n had a son ...couldn't tell how happy Ah wuz fer him."

"Was that when you 'n him...would meet...."

"Umm....yep...went up the the mountains fer a few days right after....pretty much from then on we'd go up way out middle of nowhere mostly always camped ...some time Ah could borrow a cabin ...we'd hunt ...fish fer some of our meals ...yer daddy always made sure we had plenty of good food ...brought a stove ' n all...usually wuz able to make it 'bout three times ah  year....." Ennis looks down a second. "Sometimes... felt kinda bad...'bout Alma 'n yer mama ...sure wusn't their fault....in between those times Ah's mebe think Ah shouldn't go anymore with yer daddy...but....then...postcard come in the mail....an knowd Ah had ta go."

"I ....I know Pop looked forward ta those times.... he always seemed happiest gettin' ready fer goin up ta Wyoming. Mama ...she never gave him a hard time I ever heard  'bout taking those trips ...Glad to send me up on a plane ta meet him to visit grandma 'n grandpa....after he'd see you...."

"Ah....Ah looked forward to them time too...best times Ah ever had ....wuz with yer daddy."

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Post by: Lumière on May 11, 2007, 11:42:07 am
Morning all.

Like Chrissi said, yesterday was a great day for drabbles!  Thanks so much everyone! :)
Since there are no prompts for today yet, here are some suggestions:

* diligent
* faded jeans
* bar of soap


Go nuts and have fun!  ;)

P/s: When you get a chance, do check out our Drabblefest LJ Community (http://community.livejournal.com/bbmdrabblefest/) that adiabatic so wonderfully maintains for us!
Thanks A!  :-*


~M
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Post by: loneleeb3 on May 11, 2007, 12:33:38 pm
Thank you everyone for an awesome drabble day!!
I am coming late, late to the show, but I thought I'd post this.
(I was within limit this time!  ;))


His Portrait..

September 1967


He emptied the contents of the bulging canvas bag onto the bedspread.  He looked at the pile of rumpled clothes; they were badly in need of a wash.  He bundled them up in his arms and dumped them in the laundry basket by the bathroom door.  He was about to walk away when he saw a piece of paper drowning in the sea of dirty clothes.  He pulled it out; it was a sealed envelope.  He walked over to the bed and sat down as he ripped it open.  He pulled out a little note, along with a worn piece of paper that was folded many times.  Ennis opened the note…


Ennis,
I wrote this some months after Brokeback.
You sure messed with my head.  You still do.
I may never say these words to your face..
But now you know.
Jack

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

I think of him,
In the light of day
In the dark of night.
He is inside me
Outside me
Around me
Above me
Underneath me
Before me
After me
In front of me
Behind me.
A man of few words
Dark-brown eyes
Blonde hair, curly.
Lips like honey,
Smile like heaven.
Rod like a lightnin’ pole,
Smooth and hard
Driving inside me
Fierce and urgent,
Without restraint.

I think of him,
When I wake
When I sleep;
I see his face
His chest, his limbs
Right before me;
Inviting, teasing
Yet I can’t touch.
I have no picture
To look upon
When I dream.
So I’ll carry this
In my empty wallet.
His portrait,
My image of him.
I think of him
Today like yesterday,
Like I will tomorrow.
Just like he was then –
Dark-brown eyes
Blonde hair, curly.
Lips like honey,
Smile like heaven.



(286 words)



That was beautiful.
Brought me to tears.
Happens often when I think of our boys.
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on May 11, 2007, 02:02:53 pm
Laundry Day


Saturday, May 18, 1968
2:17 p.m. / Pine Creek



Jack smiled at the jeans in his hands, wet and stretched, thin spots practically see-through as he held up the pants to the bright afternoon sun.

“Serve the man right if I did rip right through ‘em, after what he said to me.”  Jack chuckled, resuming his task of washing out Ennis’ faded jeans with diligent hands…minus a bar of soap. 

Jack’s mind wandered briefly, making a mental list of all he needed to remember for their next trip…it was a short-lived list...quickly and permanently interrupted by the welcome visual of Ennis walking around buck-ass naked, waiting for his jeans.

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

(100 Words)   
(Not including title, date, and time of day…I add that stuff for Marie)   ;)   


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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on May 11, 2007, 03:08:16 pm
drabbles drabbles and more drabbles!!!   All of them wonderful..  Thanks to all who have added to the drabblefest and for all the good reading...Its been forever since ive been here and im sure glad im here now!
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Post by: mariez on May 11, 2007, 03:47:25 pm
. . . ."Umm....yep...went up the the mountains fer a few days right after....pretty much from then on we'd go up way out middle of nowhere mostly always camped ...some time Ah could borrow a cabin ...we'd hunt ...fish fer some of our meals ...yer daddy always made sure we had plenty of good food ...brought a stove ' n all...usually wuz able to make it 'bout three times ah  year....." Ennis looks down a second. "Sometimes... felt kinda bad...'bout Alma 'n yer mama ...sure wusn't their fault....in between those times Ah's mebe think Ah shouldn't go anymore with yer daddy...but....then...postcard come in the mail....an knowd Ah had ta go."

"I ....I know Pop looked forward ta those times.... he always seemed happiest gettin' ready fer goin up ta Wyoming. Mama ...she never gave him a hard time I ever heard  'bout taking those trips ...Glad to send me up on a plane ta meet him to visit grandma 'n grandpa....after he'd see you...."

"Ah....Ah looked forward to them time too...best times Ah ever had ....wuz with yer daddy."  . . . . 

Sniff.  This is choking me up.  It's so great for Ennis to share all this with Bobby - a catharsis, really.  What a wonderful series, Mark.  I'm so glad you thought of it.



P/s: When you get a chance, do check out our Drabblefest LJ Community (http://community.livejournal.com/bbmdrabblefest/) that adiabatic so wonderfully maintains for us!
Thanks A!  :-* 

Here, Here!    :)


Laundry Day

Saturday, May 18, 1968
2:17 p.m. / Pine Creek


...quickly and permanently interrupted by the welcome visual of Ennis walking around buck-ass naked, waiting for his jeans.

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

(100 Words)   
(Not including title, date, and time of day…I add that stuff for Marie)   ;)   

ROFL!  Hey, I can't explain how my mind works - I just have to live with it.  Thanks for indulging my insanity!  :-*
And, yeah, "welcome visual" is an understatement!  ;)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on May 11, 2007, 04:02:38 pm
ROFL!  Hey, I can't explain how my mind works - I just have to live with it.  Thanks for indulging my insanity!  :-*
And, yeah, "welcome visual" is an understatement!  ;)

Thanks,
Marie

lol    :-*   I thought you might like that little addendum.   ;)
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Post by: Lumière on May 11, 2007, 04:25:04 pm
That was beautiful.
Brought me to tears.
Happens often when I think of our boys.

Aww, thanks Lee.  Good to see you here! 
I have read your beautiful stories, I hope you drabble with us sometime!  :)


~M
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Post by: Lumière on May 11, 2007, 04:33:39 pm
Laundry Day
Jack’s mind wandered briefly, making a mental list of all he needed to remember for their next trip…it was a short-lived list...quickly and permanently interrupted by the welcome visual of Ennis walking around buck-ass naked, waiting for his jeans.

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

If I were Jack, I would keep the jeans soaking wet the entire time..
That would mean Ennis would have to walk around bare-ass, waiting for the jeans... the entire time .. ;D ;)

Cheers C*

~M
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on May 11, 2007, 04:38:59 pm
If I were Jack, I would keep the jeans soaking wet the entire time..
That would mean Ennis would have to walk around bare-ass, waiting for the jeans... the entire time .. ;D ;)

Cheers C*

~M


rofl    ;D    Can't argue with that.   ;)   
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 11, 2007, 04:44:50 pm
Thanks Marie! Just started with that first one when Bobby meets Ennis to thank him...then I thought what should happen..


Mark
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Post by: Lumière on May 11, 2007, 04:52:45 pm
My dabble ..  :)


On Wooden Steps..


(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/16d4a7d0.jpg)

His cowboy hat hangs low over his eyes
Does he know I am watching him?
I start with his feet..
Covered in a pair of worn brown boots;
He shakes white dust off his heels
As he taps his feet on wooden steps.
My gaze travels the length of his legs
Clad in a pair of faded blue jeans.
His hands are crammed in his coat pockets,
His head is down, shoulders tense;
Perhaps lost in thought.
I hear his silent cry, loud and clear.
He is closed to the world, hiding away;
Mysterious and captivating,
Alluring, yet forbidding...
The questions dance around in my head,
In tune with the thumping beats in my chest.
Who is he; why do I care?
Why does he take cover behind that fortress,
Holding up that armor,
All the while begging to be touched?
The razor in my hand is almost forgotten
As I watch his littlest movements,
Curious and intrigued.
A half-used bar of soap lies buried in my bag;
Water will have to do.
I run the cold blade along my unshaven cheek..
Trusting my hand to know the way.
My eyes are riveted on him,
Drilling through the thick walls
And barricades he raises around himself.
He is mysterious and captivating,
Alluring, yet forbidding...
Does he know I’m watching him?
The man huddled on the wooden steps.

(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/da7c62e8.jpg)


(230 words)
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Post by: Cameron on May 11, 2007, 06:02:17 pm
The Letter

(August 1985)
Ennis sat at the table, holding the envelope in his hand.  It was hot, even for early in the morning.  He took the folded up piece of paper out of the envelope.  He opened it up, but then he put it back down and fixed himself a cup of that ancient instant coffee.  He put it down to cool a bit, and picked up the letter and began to read.

Dear Ennis,

I am writing to say how sorry I am for everything that I put you though these past few weeks.  I should never have driven like that up the mountain, I should never have driven all the way out there to meet my friend, I am sorry for many of the things I have said.  I am no one to try to teach you any kind of lesson.

 I have grown so fond of you, but I know it’s so hard for you to even talk to anyone.  I know I could never ever replace your friend.  I don’t mean to even try at all.

If you are ever ready, I will be here.  That is all I wanted to say.  Man, can’t believe that I just wrote this in a letter. 

Tom


Ennis read the letter three times, then he carefully folded it back up and put in back it the envelope.  It was really hot now inside the trailer.  Ennis went into the bathroom and took a long cool shower.  But his hands were shaking and he kept dropping the bar of soap.  He got dressed in his oldest, most faded pair of jeans, with holes all over, he had forgotten to do the wash these past couple of weeks so that was all he had left to wear.  He diligently made the bed, and then he walked towards the closet.  He opened the door.  The shirts were there.  He sighed, a long deep sigh.  He sat down on the chair and sat there looking at the shirts for a while.  It was stifling hot inside the trailer even though all the windows were open.

Ennis got up and closed the closet door.  He walked over to the door of the trailer.  He stepped outside.  The sun was burning.  He looked over at Tom’s trailer.  Tom was now outside, sitting on the steps of his trailer, with a cup of coffee and a cigarette in his hand.  He sat there looking straight ahead, straight at the lilac bush that was shaking the other night.

A large truck rolled by, breaking the stillness.  Tom turned and stared right at Ennis.

Ennis looked back at him.  He knew it was time to decide.
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Post by: mariez on May 11, 2007, 06:35:54 pm
. . . .
His cowboy hat hangs low over his eyes
Does he know I am watching him?
I start with his feet..
Covered in a pair of worn brown boots;
He shakes white dust off his heels
As he taps his feet on wooden steps.
My gaze travels the length of his legs
Clad in a pair of faded blue jeans.
His hands are crammed in his coat pockets,
His head is down, shoulders tense;
Perhaps lost in thought.
I hear his silent cry, loud and clear.
He is closed to the world, hiding away;
Mysterious and captivating,
Alluring, yet forbidding...
The questions dance around in my head,
In tune with the thumping beats in my chest.
Who is he; why do I care?
Why does he take cover behind that fortress,
Holding up that armor,
All the while begging to be touched? . . . . .

Good God, Millii - this is . . . well, words fail me.  A Work of Art - in the truest sense.  (and maybe my favorite scene - although I'd probably say that about a lot of scenes to be honest  :) ) 



. . . .Ennis looked back at him.  He knew it was time to decide.   

One scarred, lonely soul reaching out to another scarred, lonely soul - and a critical juncture.  You've handled this so deftly, Marl and so honestly.

Thank you,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 12, 2007, 10:43:40 am
Here's some prompts for any Saturday drabblers -



Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 12, 2007, 10:52:00 am
July 1988

Bobby reaches squeezes Ennis's neck, then brings his truck up to speed.

"Come ta find out....when Ah went up ta Lightning Flat after yer daddy wuz gone...your grandma....she wuz so nice ta me....had me go up ta yer daddy's old room...found he kept the shirts we wuz warin' that day hidden the the closet all them years...the one Ah got all bloody...and his old blue one...he had it over mine with  the sleeve inside 'n all....kinda like protectin' it ...yer grandma....she let me take them...don't know if she knew they's even there.... but she knew how much those old shirta meant ta me 'n Jack....got 'm up in my closet in Riverton....put mine over his....."

After a few minutes Bobby speaks. "So how....how did  you 'n Pop meet up again?."


Insert to yesterdays drabble
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Post by: Lumière on May 12, 2007, 12:22:17 pm
Good God, Millii - this is . . . well, words fail me.  A Work of Art - in the truest sense.  (and maybe my favorite scene - although I'd probably say that about a lot of scenes to be honest  :) ) 

 :-*  Thanks so much, Marie!


Nice prompts for today!  ;)
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Post by: Cameron on May 12, 2007, 09:07:51 pm
(Just had to use Marie's great prompts..)

Another Sunday Morning

(September 1980)
“What did you say?”  Cassie asked Ennis.

“I didn’t say anythin'.”

“I could’ve sworn you said somethin’.”

Ennis stood there looking at her but he didn’t say anything else.  Cassie signed, then went back to the stove where their breakfast was cooking.  That’s what it was like these days.  Ennis barely said anything at all, and when he did he just mumbled.  Not like he said much before, but since he came back from that last trip he said even less.

“It’s ready” Cassie said. “Ya comin' to eat?”

Ennis sat down on the table.  Cassie brought over two plates and the coffee pot and set them on the table.  Then she brought over the pan with the scrambled eggs.

“It’s a beautiful day out” she said as she put the eggs on the plates.  “We oughta go for a ride, and have a picnic for lunch.”

Ennis took his plate and began playing with his eggs. He didn’t answer her. 

“Don’t ya hear anythin’ I say to you anymore? she asked, but it sounded like a grumble.

Ennis looked up from his plate.  He still didn’t eat a bite.  “I don’t know” he mumbled.

Cassie stared at him.  She looked down at her plate but she couldn’t eat a single bite.  Sometimes she just didn’t know anymore.  They sat there like that, playing with their food, without saying anything at all.  But then all of a sudden Ennis got up and walked towards the window, with the bright sun streaming in.  He stood there looking out, as if he was waiting for someone.  Then he walked back to the table, right next to Cassie and began to gently rub her shoulders.  Cassie closed her eyes and leaned back into his gentle hands.

“It is real nice outside” Ennis said softly.  “Why don’t we go for that ride.”

Cassie sighed again. That was just what it was like.

She quickly packed up food for a picnic and they went outside.  Cassie watched him as he walked to the truck ahead of her.  She stumbled down the last step.  She almost fell in a heap, but somehow she caught herself.  She let out a loud gasp.  Ennis didn’t turn around.  Cassie stood there and watched him as he got into the truck.  Ennis finally turned and looked at her.

Cassie let out another long sigh, then got into the truck and Ennis began to drive.  Not a word was said.
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Post by: Shakesthecoffecan on May 12, 2007, 09:54:08 pm
Meanwhile, in Kansas, a combine salesman with a hang over dials a number written on a cocktail napkin he found in his pocket.
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Post by: mariez on May 13, 2007, 08:47:18 am

"Come ta find out....when Ah went up ta Lightning Flat after yer daddy wuz gone...your grandma....she wuz so nice ta me....had me go up ta yer daddy's old room...found he kept the shirts we wuz warin' that day hidden the the closet all them years...the one Ah got all bloody...and his old blue one...he had it over mine with  the sleeve inside 'n all....kinda like protectin' it ...yer grandma....she let me take them...don't know if she knew they's even there.... but she knew how much those old shirta meant ta me 'n Jack....got 'm up in my closet in Riverton....put mine over his....."     

Yeah, she knew - a kind and sensitive woman who passed that on to her son.  Glad Bobby heard about the shirts, Mark. 


Quote from: Cameron link=topic=7810.msg192411#msg192411

. . . .Cassie let out another long sigh, then got into the truck and Ennis began to drive.  Not a word was said.   

Marl, you always hit the right note with Cassie and Ennis.  Frustrated, resigned Cassie getting just enough of a spark at times to keep her going . . . only to be disappointed again by poor Ennis with his heart and mind so far away. 


Meanwhile, in Kansas, a combine salesman with a hang over dials a number written on a cocktail napkin he found in his pocket.

 :(    Sad, but insightful, postscript.  Probably so.  Sigh.


Thanks, all
Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 13, 2007, 10:18:30 am
Happy Mothers' Day to moms everywhere!  :-*

How about:


Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 13, 2007, 01:19:57 pm
August 1988

Like the summer so long ago, the long days of hard work, easy companionship drew to an early close. An offer from a large beef firm was accepted in late July before Ennis and Bobby had even finished painting  the farm house. Almost with out warning it was time to leave. Mr.Twist would be moving to Gillette to live with her widowed sister, always close as children and never seeing enough of each other as adults she had been especially looking forward to the move. Bobby and Ennis split Jack's personal things he's left at the ranch, Bobby would be sleeping in his dorm room under the square quilted blanket his grandma sewed for his dad when he was still a little boy, next to his daddy's pictures in the wall, with the old windup alarm clock to wake him. Ennis took the old metal toy pickup truck, "Yer sure ya dont want this son?".... "Naw you take it, that way it'll be like you havin' Pop's first truck an when the new one comes ...his last..." Ennis also got the toy horse an rider. "Ya sure ya don't want this son?" "Naw you take it....I see you pick it up sometimes...'sides he was a rodeo rider when ya met ya." "An he wuz a rodeo rider when he made you!"  "You take it Ennis...wouldn't want anything ta happen ta it at the dorms....it yours." The two divided up Jack's jeans, shirts, jackets and boots he uesd on the ranch. Mr' Twist took the shoes of the little boy she had mothered.

Now standing by their pickups, Ennis's with the new horse trailer with the two horses he a Bobby had ridden all summer that he would care for, bed loaded with Jack's dresser, Bobby;s with his daddy's desk, Mr's twist belongings. "Sure thank you fer comin' up ta he help out this summer...don't know what I'd done without.... " Bobby becoming silent  realizing he doesn't know when he will see Ennis again.

"Wuz nothin'....glad to...." Ennis looks down hardly able to speak. Standing there in silence with no one behind him he feels the gentle touch on his shoulder.

"Bobby...."

".....Yeah Ennis" Bobby looks up.

"You....you figure on graduating that school yer goin' to?"

"...Yep....sure plan to...."

"You.....you be goin ta the graduation?"

"I...I expect so....you...you wanna come?" Bobby looking directly at Ennis eyebrows pleading.

"Ah... Ah be there son." Ennis looks back down. Gentle warm touch on his shoulder......soft whisper....'Ennis....'

"You....you think ya might be gettin' married someday son?"

"Sure...sure hope to....raise a family....you'll .....you'll come?"

Ennis hardly able to speak nods affirming. Touch on his shoulder, warmth on his neck....whisper.....'Ennis.......'

"You......."

"Ennis...?"

"You .....you gonna be workin' fer Newsome next summer?"

"I...I guess....."

"Oh...." Ennis looks down silent. then. "Ah ...Ah reckon it pays pretty good....."

"Yeah......but......" Bobby looking toward Ennis.

Ennis looks at the ground beneath his feet...soft touch on his shoulder and neck....the soft voice 'Ennis....Ennis'

"Well....guess ya might not .....want......"  tug on his ear....'Ennis'......

"What....what is it .....Ennis....?"

"Umm...if...Ah mean if ....ya wanted to....Ah could get ya a job ....working on a ranch...with me next summer...when your off school  an all....but don't pay much......"

Bobby grabs Ennis by his arms. "You...you mean it Ennis?......workin' with you on a ranch?....me 'n you?"

"Sure.....but ...just don't pay much is all...."

"Don't ....matter none Ennis.....long as I get ........"

"So....you will?" Ennis brightining up.

"Would I?....wont be able ta keep me away...."

"Ah ...ah'll take care of it then....you ...you just be concentratin' on school...fer now...ya here son?"

"Yes sir....Ennis." Bobby squeezing his uncle in a tight embrace.

"Umm...almost forgot.....have somethin' fer ya...." Ennis reaches into the cab of his old pickup, pulls out an envelope gives it to Bobby. Bobby opens it finding twenty postcards of various sites of Wyoming, turning one to the backside he finds as they all are stamped and addressed to Ennis del Mar. Bobby looks to Ennis. "Son....you be writtin' regular ya hear?...better not be lettin' more 'n two weeks go by without hearin' from ya ....understand?"

"Yes sir.....Ennis."

"An on that first one....ya be givin' me yer address at that school so Ah c'n write back ....ya hear? An ah wanna be hearing 'bout yer grades in all...be studin' what ya want....when ya get ta the last one ...let me know ...send out some more"

"Yes ...sir....Ennis"

"An you be behavin' yerself st that school....ya hear me son......don't be doin' nothin' ...ta hav'ta settle early....understand?...."

"Yes sir.....Ennis....thanks.....thanks fer comin'.....sure glad I stopped ta see ya on the way up."

"...Me too...son......me too."

 With no more else to say the pair lock into a final hug, then Ennis kissing Mrs. Twist on the cheek hugs her. "Thanks fer cookin' us all 'm meals ma'am."

"My pleasure....you...'n Bobby...you be comin' up ta see us next summer....ya hear?"

"Yes ma'am."

Each taking a moment for one last look at the ranch, for all the life that came from this lonely place, silently climbing into the two pickups an begin a new journey.
 
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on May 13, 2007, 02:56:52 pm
July 1988

Bobby reaches squeezes Ennis's neck, then brings his truck up to speed.

"Come ta find out....when Ah went up ta Lightning Flat after yer daddy wuz gone...your grandma....she wuz so nice ta me....had me go up ta yer daddy's old room...found he kept the shirts we wuz warin' that day hidden the the closet all them years...the one Ah got all bloody...and his old blue one...he had it over mine with  the sleeve inside 'n all....kinda like protectin' it ...yer grandma....she let me take them...don't know if she knew they's even there.... but she knew how much those old shirta meant ta me 'n Jack....got 'm up in my closet in Riverton....put mine over his....."

After a few minutes Bobby speaks. "So how....how did  you 'n Pop meet up again?."


Insert to yesterdays drabble

                      Great ending to this wonderful summer of joined and shared love. 

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Post by: mariez on May 13, 2007, 04:14:00 pm

. . . .
"Umm...almost forgot.....have somethin' fer ya...." Ennis reaches into the cab of his old pickup, pulls out an envelope gives it to Bobby. Bobby opens it finding twenty postcards of various sites of Wyoming, turning one to the backside he finds as they all are stamped and addressed to Ennis del Mar. Bobby looks to Ennis. "Son....you be writtin' regular ya hear?...better not be lettin' more 'n two weeks go by without hearin' from ya ....understand?"

"Yes sir.....Ennis."

"An on that first one....ya be givin' me yer address at that school so Ah c'n write back ....ya hear? An ah wanna be hearing 'bout yer grades in all...be studin' what ya want....when ya get ta the last one ...let me know ...send out some more"

"Yes ...sir....Ennis"

"An you be behavin' yerself st that school....ya hear me son......don't be doin' nothin' ...ta hav'ta settle early....understand?...." 

A new series of postcards to be exchanged - this is brilliant, Mark.  You've made me cry and you've soothed my soul.  I love the line about all the life that came from such a lonely place. 


. . . .
“I love her. My own baby sister.” She rocked the little bundle in her arms. “How about...Alma?” 

Ahh... the first time Aunt C meets her baby sister!  It's nice to have a big sister looking out for you - I have one of my own.   :)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 13, 2007, 04:21:22 pm
Tender Heart

She stood in the doorway of the small bedroom looking at her sleeping boys.  Where had he taken them today?  No one had said – and she'd been afraid to ask.  She stepped quietly into the room, taking care not to wake the two boys as she sat on the edge of their bed.  She worried so about the youngest – her baby.  So quiet and still – always thinking, never complaining.  She wondered what he was dreaming of as she touched a finger lovingly to his furrowed brow.  He had been troubled upon their return – even more quiet and still than usual.  She sighed softly.  Such a sensitive little boy – forever bringing home creatures in need of help – a wounded bird, an injured cat.  Her hand moved gently from his brow and settled on his chest, and she prayed with all her might that she would always be there to protect the tender heart beating so strongly beneath her hand.

~~~~~~~~~~
158 words
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Post by: belbbmfan on May 13, 2007, 04:36:51 pm
Tender Heart

She stood in the doorway of the small bedroom looking at her sleeping boys.  Where had he taken them today?  No one had said – and she'd been afraid to ask.  She stepped quietly into the room, taking care not to wake the two boys as she sat on the edge of their bed.  She worried so about the youngest – her baby.  So quiet and still – always thinking, never complaining.  She wondered what he was dreaming of as she touched a finger lovingly to his furrowed brow.  He had been troubled upon their return – even more quiet and still than usual.  She sighed softly.  Such a sensitive little boy – forever bringing home creatures in need of help – a wounded bird, an injured cat.  Her hand moved gently from his brow and settled on his chest, and she prayed with all her might that she would always be there to protect the tender heart beating so strongly beneath her hand.

~~~~~~~~~~
158 words

Oww, Marie! That was beautiful. How very fitting on mother's day.

Dang, you have me in tears now, thinking about my own mum..., still, thank you for this.  :-*
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 13, 2007, 08:59:44 pm
Tender Heart

She stood in the doorway of the small bedroom looking at her sleeping boys.  Where had he taken them today?  No one had said – and she'd been afraid to ask.  She stepped quietly into the room, taking care not to wake the two boys as she sat on the edge of their bed.  She worried so about the youngest – her baby.  So quiet and still – always thinking, never complaining.  She wondered what he was dreaming of as she touched a finger lovingly to his furrowed brow.  He had been troubled upon their return – even more quiet and still than usual.  She sighed softly.  Such a sensitive little boy – forever bringing home creatures in need of help – a wounded bird, an injured cat.  Her hand moved gently from his brow and settled on his chest, and she prayed with all her might that she would always be there to protect the tender heart beating so strongly beneath her hand.

~~~~~~~~~~
158 words
GOOD JOB MARIE!!!!!!!
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on May 13, 2007, 10:25:23 pm
Ennis looked at Jack and wondered about the woman who raised him.  Jack was such a gentle, loving soul, and he certainly benefitted from the loving influence of Mrs. Twist.  Ennis watched as Jack tended to a tiny lamb.  Jack gently examined a tiny ear for an injury; soothing, comforting the small animal all the while.  Yes, someone loved Jack, cared for him, nurtured him. 

"Tell me about your mom."  Ennis said as he sat facing Jack.

"What you want to know?"  Jack answered, slightly amused.  He always welcomed questions from his friend - took it as a sign that Ennis was becoming more comfortable with him.

"Well, was she nice?  She do a lot of good things for you?"

"Well, sure.  She did the normal mom things like cook delicious meals, help me a bit with my homework, nurse me when I was sick."  Jack continued to inspect the little lamb.

"But the one thing I remember most of all," Jack began, "Is the time when I woke up in the middle of the night and I was scared.  My dad yelled at me to go back to sleep, to act like a man, but my mom always came to me.  She would hold me in her arms and stroke my brow until I fell back asleep."

Ennis listened to this and nodded.  He was almost envious of the kind of love that Jack received from his mom.  But Ennis shook such thoughts from his head when he realized that he, too, benefitted from Mrs. Twist's loving care of her son.  Ennis remembers the black nights when all he could think of was the darkness of his life, the uncertaintly, the terrible difficulties.  But Jack always sensed his discomfort and held him, soothed his brow, rocked him until he fell asleep...
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 14, 2007, 01:23:49 am
Very nice Marie!!!!!
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 14, 2007, 01:47:14 am
 (http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/EJ1963-1.jpg)

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/TS1.jpg)

 Epilogue

Early that October a semi with a car carrier pulled into the streets of Riverton with  eight new Fords, all pickups except a silver Thunderbird on the bottom. On the top row second from the front behind a dark blue one ton crew cab dually was a two tone white and burgundy F-150 XLT, special ordered for Ennis Del Mar. Nearly every night before going to sheep Ennis would pour over the glossy color brochure with the options checked off he wanted, some Bobby had talked him into. ’Ennis…ya have at get air conditioning….can’t be drivin’ ’cross these plains in middle of summer without it’  ‘But did fine without it….’ ‘Pop would want ya ta have it and he’d say ya better use it!’ And not the ones he didn’t. “Ain’t getting’ power windows though….c’n roll up my own ….don’t care what yer daddy say ‘bout that!” Three days later, protective plastic removed from the seats and floor, washed and waxed to a sparkling sheen Ennis is handed the keys, proudly driving through the streets of Riverton feeling surrounded, protected by Jack..

More that two and a half decades would pass before Bobby  would  return to Brokeback, this time with his own sons Jack Jr. 17, and Caleb 16, to bring Ennis up to the mountain to join his father.  Driving that same pickup he helped Ennis order so long ago, still in fine condition up the narrow dirt road  as he downshifted he thought of  that lesson, taught with so much patience, never giving up until he was confidant shifting through the gears. Jack Jr.  drove Bobby’s own pickup following behind his dad, each pulling  a horse trailer, to the drop point where Jack and Ennis first rode together 50 summers before.

Bobby had returned to Wyoming the following the summer at Lightning Flat, working on a ranch with Ennis, Ennis arranging the job. Always a hard worker, Bobby grew attached to the animals, caring for them, fascinated  by the creatures, finding the work much more fulfilling than selling heavy farm machinery. Changing his major to medical science he applied and was accepted to the Colorado State Veterinary Program remaining there for graduate school, always returning to Wyoming to work with Ennis. For three summers he and Ennis worked for a pack station taking tourists on one or two week long treks in the far corners of Yellowstone. Ennis with his daughters raised, well respected by all the surrounding ranches  enjoyed the freedom of picking and choosing his employment always looking forward to those summers, able to find promising new adventure.

Bobby interned for a vet in Laramie taking over the practice when he retired. Married raising his two sons, Bobby’s ’uncle’ Ennis, always a welcome guest, never missing a birthday celebration, graduation, often spending a few days several times a year, helping Bobby teach his sons to ride and care for their horses, camping at Pine Lake for their spring break.

Ennis had told Bobby not long before. “Seems like the cure is worse that the disease…don’t seem right  ta  be goin’ through all that…just ta make it longer ‘till Ah’s see your daddy again….been getting’ real lonesome fer him …don’t seem like it should be so long now….. You don’t be worrin’ ‘bout me now ya hear!….wouldn’t trade the life Ah lived fer no ones!…ya hear son?…Got ta have my two little girls, saw my grandchildren grow up….see yer sons almost grown…got ta be with yer daddy…..no wouldn’t trade any of it fer nothing’….You don’t be sad fer me when Ah’s gone….ya hear son ? ….be with yer daddy again….together……always….”

By the light of the fire, father and two sons laughed and told stories of the two men, one the younger generation had known all their years, the other they had never met. “Yeeeeeeee…Hawwwwwwwww!!!!!! ….waving’ at  the girls in the stands…..throwin’ me ta hi heaven…..”  “That  Jack….sure didn’t like beans much….sure could talk ah lot…..” the younger Twists would mimic “Huh?…” and roar with laughter.

Their last morning on Brokeback, standing as he had done  with Ennis so many years before, Bobby opened the container, then tilting it,  a gust of wind blew freeing his remains to become part of the mountain, together with Jack. Bobby with his sons at either side  looks on, tears flowing freely, Jack Jr. and Caleb comforted by their fathers arms. Ennis del Mar, the man his father had loved.

While Bobby and his sons wouldn’t again  ride up  Brokeback, every spring they would return to camp  at Pine Creek as Ennis had done with them before, as did his father with Ennis. Each of them would glance over at Brokebacks peak standing tall in the distance Bobby thinking of his dad and Ennis, the man who taught him so much about his father, and his sons the grandfather they never got to meet, but somehow knew so well, together with their uncle Ennis forever part of the mountain.
   
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Post by: Lumière on May 14, 2007, 01:52:41 am
I have been missing in action  today.. I see that there are quite a few drabbles I must catch up on tomorrow!
Thanks drabblers!!  ;)

Marie ~ Wonderful to see you drabble today!!  :-*


~M
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Post by: mariez on May 14, 2007, 10:19:04 am
Thanks for the kind comments on my little offering, everyone  :)  (and sorry for making you cry, Fabienne - I cried a little myself).  Yep, yay for moms everywhere. 


. . .
"But the one thing I remember most of all," Jack began, "Is the time when I woke up in the middle of the night and I was scared.  My dad yelled at me to go back to sleep, to act like a man, but my mom always came to me.  She would hold me in her arms and stroke my brow until I fell back asleep."   . . .

This is lovely - and I've always loved watching Jack tending to the little lamb.


. . . .
While Bobby and his sons wouldn’t again  ride up  Brokeback, every spring they would return to camp  at Pine Creek as Ennis had done with them before, as did his father with Ennis. Each of them would glance over at Brokebacks peak standing tall in the distance Bobby thinking of his dad and Ennis, the man who taught him so much about his father, and his sons the grandfather they never got to meet, but somehow knew so well, together with their uncle Ennis forever part of the mountain.   .....

Mark, this series has to be one of my favorite fics ever.  What a perfectly beautiful ending . . . true love never really ends.  Have you considered putting all these drabbles together somewhere?  It's really special - as are the pictures you chose - they tell a story themselves.

Thanks again,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 14, 2007, 10:21:02 am
I know it's Monday - but how about these for today -


Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 14, 2007, 10:31:15 am

Mark, this series has to be one of my favorite fics ever.  What a perfectly beautiful ending . . . true love never really ends.  Have you considered putting all these drabbles together somewhere?  It's really special - as are the pictures you chose - they tell a story themselves.

Thanks again,
Marie

Thanks Marie. I plan on pasting it together, tweaking it just a bit ( I did the math wrong for Bobby's age, he should be around 18-19 ) for Fanfic.

Mark
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on May 14, 2007, 12:21:11 pm
(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/EJ1963-1.jpg)

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/TS1.jpg)

 Epilogue

Early that October a semi with a car carrier pulled into the streets of Riverton with  eight new Fords, all pickups except a silver Thunderbird on the bottom. On the top row second from the front behind a dark blue one ton crew cab dually was a two tone white and burgundy F-150 XLT, special ordered for Ennis Del Mar. Nearly every night before going to sheep Ennis would pour over the glossy color brochure with the options checked off he wanted, some Bobby had talked him into. ’Ennis…ya have at get air conditioning….can’t be drivin’ ’cross these plains in middle of summer without it’  ‘But did fine without it….’ ‘Pop would want ya ta have it and he’d say ya better use it!’ And not the ones he didn’t. “Ain’t getting’ power windows though….c’n roll up my own ….don’t care what yer daddy say ‘bout that!” Three days later, protective plastic removed from the seats and floor, washed and waxed to a sparkling sheen Ennis is handed the keys, proudly driving through the streets of Riverton feeling surrounded, protected by Jack..

More that two and a half decades would pass before Bobby  would  return to Brokeback, this time with his own sons Jack Jr. 17, and Caleb 16, to bring Ennis up to the mountain to join his father.  Driving that same pickup he helped Ennis order so long ago, still in fine condition up the narrow dirt road  as he downshifted he thought of  that lesson, taught with so much patience, never giving up until he was confidant shifting through the gears. Jack Jr.  drove Bobby’s own pickup following behind his dad, each pulling  a horse trailer, to the drop point where Jack and Ennis first rode together 50 summers before.

Bobby had returned to Wyoming the following the summer at Lightning Flat, working on a ranch with Ennis, Ennis arranging the job. Always a hard worker, Bobby grew attached to the animals, caring for them, fascinated  by the creatures, finding the work much more fulfilling than selling heavy farm machinery. Changing his major to medical science he applied and was accepted to the Colorado State Veterinary Program remaining there for graduate school, always returning to Wyoming to work with Ennis. For three summers he and Ennis worked for a pack station taking tourists on one or two week long treks in the far corners of Yellowstone. Ennis with his daughters raised, well respected by all the surrounding ranches  enjoyed the freedom of picking and choosing his employment always looking forward to those summers, able to find promising new adventure.

Bobby interned for a vet in Laramie taking over the practice when he retired. Married raising his two sons, Bobby’s ’uncle’ Ennis, always a welcome guest, never missing a birthday celebration, graduation, often spending a few days several times a year, helping Bobby teach his sons to ride and care for their horses, camping at Pine Lake for their spring break.

Ennis had told Bobby not long before. “Seems like the cure is worse that the disease…don’t seem right  ta  be goin’ through all that…just ta make it longer ‘till Ah’s see your daddy again….been getting’ real lonesome fer him …don’t seem like it should be so long now….. You don’t be worrin’ ‘bout me now ya hear!….wouldn’t trade the life Ah lived fer no ones!…ya hear son?…Got ta have my two little girls, saw my grandchildren grow up….see yer sons almost grown…got ta be with yer daddy…..no wouldn’t trade any of it fer nothing’….You don’t be sad fer me when Ah’s gone….ya hear son ? ….be with yer daddy again….together……always….”

By the light of the fire, father and two sons laughed and told stories of the two men, one the younger generation had known all their years, the other they had never met. “Yeeeeeeee…Hawwwwwwwww!!!!!! ….waving’ at  the girls in the stands…..throwin’ me ta hi heaven…..”  “That  Jack….sure didn’t like beans much….sure could talk ah lot…..” the younger Twists would mimic “Huh?…” and roar with laughter.

Their last morning on Brokeback, standing as he had done  with Ennis so many years before, Bobby opened the container, then tilting it,  a gust of wind blew freeing his remains to become part of the mountain, together with Jack. Bobby with his sons at either side  looks on, tears flowing freely, Jack Jr. and Caleb comforted by their fathers arms. Ennis del Mar, the man his father had loved.

While Bobby and his sons wouldn’t again  ride up  Brokeback, every spring they would return to camp  at Pine Creek as Ennis had done with them before, as did his father with Ennis. Each of them would glance over at Brokebacks peak standing tall in the distance Bobby thinking of his dad and Ennis, the man who taught him so much about his father, and his sons the grandfather they never got to meet, but somehow knew so well, together with their uncle Ennis forever part of the mountain.
   
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                                          OH MARK;           SO TOUCHING .........TEARS
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Post by: cwby30 on May 14, 2007, 12:26:28 pm
Mornin', jp:

Well, that was another great story you wrote. Have enjoyed all of yours, and this one's great. You brought a positive light to the canon OS Ennis' life after Jack, gave him the son he wanted but never had, and gave Bobby the father/uncle he needed at that point in his life, and gave Jack's grandsons the grandfather they never knew in person but now know in memory.  Can just see Ennis driving through Riverton all those years in that fine Ford two-tone F150 XLT, and now Jack's grandsons can, too.  And Jack's voice in Ennis' ear as he and Bobby parted at the end of the summer...wonderful.

Glad to hear that you're putting these "drabbles" into one place. A fine read for all fans of Jack and Ennis and their story.

Thanks again. 
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Post by: belbbmfan on May 14, 2007, 12:58:36 pm

 Epilogue



Their last morning on Brokeback, standing as he had done  with Ennis so many years before, Bobby opened the container, then tilting it,  a gust of wind blew freeing his remains to become part of the mountain, together with Jack. Bobby with his sons at either side  looks on, tears flowing freely, Jack Jr. and Caleb comforted by their fathers arms. Ennis del Mar, the man his father had loved.

While Bobby and his sons wouldn’t again  ride up  Brokeback, every spring they would return to camp  at Pine Creek as Ennis had done with them before, as did his father with Ennis. Each of them would glance over at Brokebacks peak standing tall in the distance Bobby thinking of his dad and Ennis, the man who taught him so much about his father, and his sons the grandfather they never got to meet, but somehow knew so well, together with their uncle Ennis forever part of the mountain.
   

What everyone said!

Thank you so much for sharing your talent with us Mark.
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Post by: Penthesilea on May 14, 2007, 02:38:21 pm
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 Epilogue

Their last morning on Brokeback, standing as he had done  with Ennis so many years before, Bobby opened the container, then tilting it,  a gust of wind blew freeing his remains to become part of the mountain, together with Jack. Bobby with his sons at either side  looks on, tears flowing freely, Jack Jr. and Caleb comforted by their fathers arms. Ennis del Mar, the man his father had loved.

While Bobby and his sons wouldn’t again  ride up  Brokeback, every spring they would return to camp  at Pine Creek as Ennis had done with them before, as did his father with Ennis. Each of them would glance over at Brokebacks peak standing tall in the distance Bobby thinking of his dad and Ennis, the man who taught him so much about his father, and his sons the grandfather they never got to meet, but somehow knew so well, together with their uncle Ennis forever part of the mountain.
   
(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Tent1983.jpg)



Thank you Mark for this series. I liked it a lot and you have an uncanny ability to find the perfectly fitting pic/-s for every part.
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 14, 2007, 03:30:58 pm
Aww thanks every one!!!!
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Post by: Lumière on May 14, 2007, 04:49:59 pm
Hi everyone ..
A little playful AU drabble ...  :)


I Got Plans For You..

Ennis had just finished making supper when he heard the sound of tires crunching gravel in the front yard.  He smiled to himself and wiped his hands on a dish towel.

“Hey babe,” Jack called out tiredly as he walked through the door.  He dumped his briefcase on the floor and collapsed on the sofa.

“Rough day, huh?” Ennis said from behind him, his strong hands loosening the tight knots on Jack’s tense shoulders.

“Ahh … that feels good..” Jack sighed, throwing his head back on the sofa.  “I know I get a fat paycheck for being the boss an’ all, but damn, I get so fuckin’ exhausted by the time Friday rolls in…” he closed his eyes and undid his tie; enjoying the feel of Ennis’ hands on his neck.

Ennis came around and plopped down on the sofa.  He planted a lingering kiss on Jack’s lips and began a trail of soft kisses down the side of his neck.  “Hmm.. You smell good.  You’re wearing that aftershave I like..”  His warm breath fanned Jack’s ear for a moment before he nibbled it softly.  Jack sighed.

“Ya know what I got planned for you tonight?” Ennis said in that low, sexy drawl he knew drove Jack nuts. 

Jack leaned in closer; his tired blue eyes brightening.   “Tell me whut ya got planned..”

Ennis nibbled his ear some more, “First, I’m gonna put you in a warm bath… Then I’m gonna warsh you clean… Then if you’re still hungry for food at that point, I’ll feed you… Either way, I want you to look forward to dessert..”

Jack smiled brightly, “You been thinking about this all day, haven’t ya?”

“You bet,” Ennis whispered, his hands busily unbuttoning Jack’s shirt.  “What else am I supposed to do on my days off?”  He stood up and pulled Jack off the sofa.  He was dragging him off to the bedroom when he stopped abruptly, “I’m gonna do all this on one condition,” Ennis said, a serious look on his face.

Jack looked at him, slightly puzzled, “Whut condition?”

“If you promise not to scream so loudly when we get down to business… I think the neighbors heard us last night…” he joked.  “That ol’ geezer next door was givin’ me disapprovin’ looks all day..”

Jack laughed and smacked him hard on the rump as they both stumbled towards the bedroom.
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Post by: Cameron on May 14, 2007, 07:08:49 pm
The Time to Decide

(August 1985)
Ennis looked over at Tom.  He knew that he had to decide.  He sat down on the steps of the trailer.  That night with Tom weeks ago flashed in his mind.  He saw Tom’s body, with the strong lean muscles.  He remembered the sparks that shot all though him.  He felt the touch of Tom’s hands all over him.  But Ennis shook his head, he wasn’t really like that, he kept saying to himself.  Ennis looked up at Tom, who was staring at him, from across the way at his trailer.  But Ennis got up and went back inside.  He stayed inside the whole rest of that day even though it was sweltering hot.  He didn’t even go for a ride.  He just went back and forth between the shirts and the picture, taking two more showers to try to cool off. 

Ennis didn’t talk to Tom the whole week.  He just came home from the ranch and went straight inside even though he saw Tom sitting outside his trailer every night.  But this time Tom just sat there staring at him each night, he didn’t try to talk to him or come over anymore like he did before..

Finally it was Friday.  It was payday.  Ennis decided not to go straight home.  He went to the bar and had a few drinks.  He hadn’t been in the bar for a while.  It reminded him too much of Cassie and that time.  But he sat there with his drinks for a long time.  He knew he had to decide.  He looked around.  Suddenly he felt a pang.  There was a blond woman at the bar.  From the back she almost looked like Cassie, at the beginning, when Cassie was blond and laughing and pretty.  Not like at the end.  The woman turned around.  She looked nothing like Cassie but she was pretty.  She had green glowing eyes and high wide cheekbones.  She looked at Ennis, but he quickly turned away as if he just saw a ghost.  Ennis got up and left the bar.  He suddenly realized he was exhausted.

Ennis quickly drove back to the trailer.  He got out and looked across the way.  Tom was sitting on the steps, smoking as usual.  Ennis stopped and stared.  He thought of the picture and the shirts.  He thought of Jack.  But he looked at Tom.  He knew he had to decide, for real this time.

He slowly began walking across the way.  He looked up at the stars.  “This is what I gotta do” he said with a long sigh.  He kept right on walking.
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Post by: mariez on May 14, 2007, 07:19:23 pm
Hi everyone ..
A little playful AU drabble ...  :)
.......
“If you promise not to scream so loudly when we get down to business… I think the neighbors heard us last night…” he joked.  “That ol’ geezer next door was givin’ me disapprovin’ looks all day..”

Jack laughed and smacked him hard on the rump as they both stumbled towards the bedroom. 

lol!  That was a lot of fun, M!!  Sometimes "playful" is just what the doctor ordered.  ;D

.  . . He thought of Jack.  But he looked at Tom.  . . .

. . .He looked up at the stars. . . . 

Marl, the recurring reference throughout this series to the stars, the sky, the heavens, is just brilliant. I've said it before, but it bears repeating - you've captured Ennis so well.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on May 14, 2007, 10:16:02 pm
Hi everyone ..
A little playful AU drabble ...  :)


I Got Plans For You..

Ennis had just finished making supper when he heard the sound of tires crunching gravel in the front yard.  He smiled to himself and wiped his hands on a dish towel.

“Hey babe,” Jack called out tiredly as he walked through the door.  He dumped his briefcase on the floor and collapsed on the sofa.

“Rough day, huh?” Ennis said from behind him, his strong hands loosening the tight knots on Jack’s tense shoulders.

“Ahh … that feels good..” Jack sighed, throwing his head back on the sofa.  “I know I get a fat paycheck for being the boss an’ all, but damn, I get so fuckin’ exhausted by the time Friday rolls in…” he closed his eyes and undid his tie; enjoying the feel of Ennis’ hands on his neck.

Ennis came around and plopped down on the sofa.  He planted a lingering kiss on Jack’s lips and began a trail of soft kisses down the side of his neck.  “Hmm.. You smell good.  You’re wearing that aftershave I like..”  His warm breath fanned Jack’s ear for a moment before he nibbled it softly.  Jack sighed.

“Ya know what I got planned for you tonight?” Ennis said in that low, sexy drawl he knew drove Jack nuts. 

Jack leaned in closer; his tired blue eyes brightening.   “Tell me whut ya got planned..”

Ennis nibbled his ear some more, “First, I’m gonna put you in a warm bath… Then I’m gonna warsh you clean… Then if you’re still hungry for food at that point, I’ll feed you… Either way, I want you to look forward to dessert..”

Jack smiled brightly, “You been thinking about this all day, haven’t ya?”

“You bet,” Ennis whispered, his hands busily unbuttoning Jack’s shirt.  “What else am I supposed to do on my days off?”  He stood up and pulled Jack off the sofa.  He was dragging him off to the bedroom when he stopped abruptly, “I’m gonna do all this on one condition,” Ennis said, a serious look on his face.

Jack looked at him, slightly puzzled, “Whut condition?”

“If you promise not to scream so loudly when we get down to business… I think the neighbors heard us last night…” he joked.  “That ol’ geezer next door was givin’ me disapprovin’ looks all day..”

Jack laughed and smacked him hard on the rump as they both stumbled towards the bedroom.


Beautiful!  So sexy, hot and playful all at once.  Gorgeous writing!
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Post by: Lumière on May 15, 2007, 11:07:05 am
Cheers Marie and littleWing!!    Glad you enjoyed the lil playful drabble... :-*



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


Since there have been no prompts yet for today..
How about these?

* obedient/obediently
* black leather boots
* wine


Would love to see what you do with these!  ;)


~M


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Post by: Beatrice on May 15, 2007, 11:18:52 am
It's been a long time since I've had something to contribute here, but I think this one fits.

******


Boots.

Two pair sittin’ side by side – work-worn n’ faded leanin’ up against slick n’ shiny.

Hats hangin’ - black Stetson tipped t’ the left pointin’ the way t’ sweat stained tan.

Two mugs waitin’ t’ be washed up in the sink. Two toothbrushes dryin’ in the bathroom. On the sheet tangled bed, two pillows - warmed t’ near smokin’ by first hello needin’ - cooled in the winter’s dawn.

Could be like this. Always.

Comin’ up behind, two arms circled ‘round, two lips teasin’ a promise. Jack closed his eyes t’ what waited outside the cabin’s window.

Two separate roads home.


*******

B
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Post by: Penthesilea on May 15, 2007, 12:14:54 pm
It's been a long time since I've had something to contribute here, but I think this one fits.

******


Boots.

Two pair sittin’ side by side – work-worn n’ faded leanin’ up against slick n’ shiny.

Hats hangin’ - black Stetson tipped t’ the left pointin’ the way t’ sweat stained tan.

Two mugs waitin’ t’ be washed up in the sink. Two toothbrushes dryin’ in the bathroom. On the sheet tangled bed, two pillows - warmed t’ near smokin’ by first hello needin’ - cooled in the winter’s dawn.

Could be like this. Always.

Comin’ up behind, two arms circled ‘round, two lips teasin’ a promise. Jack closed his eyes t’ what waited outside the cabin’s window.

Two separate roads home.


*******

B


Drabble at its best.
Hits you like a quick and dirty punch you didn't see coming. Thank you Beatrice.
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Post by: Lumière on May 15, 2007, 01:13:30 pm
Drabble at its best.
Hits you like a quick and dirty punch you didn't see coming. Thank you Beatrice.

Exactly.  Thanks B!  Awesome!  :)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Lumière on May 15, 2007, 01:17:24 pm
Here is my dabble ..  :)


Vacant Boots…


There they sit,
A lonely pair
By the bleak wall.
Aged black leather,
Worn down soles
Dust on the skins
Mud on the heel;
Stains and scrapes
Where it used to shine.
His favorite
From years gone by.
Filled with memories
Fighting to stay alive,
Anything…
Than to sit here, vacant..
Much like I…


Here they sit,
The very same pair
He loved so much;
Waiting in the corner
Obedient, unaccompanied,
Craving attention
Waiting to be filled
To be useful..
To shield his tired feet
To carry him
Anywhere and everywhere
Wherever his heart desires.
Anything…
Than to sit here, vacant..
Much like I…


Here they sit,
Dusty hides,
Bruised leather
Molded by his feet
Forever shaped by him
Eternally changed.
A companion
From years gone by..
Along rocky roads
Up high mountains
Down deep valleys..
But always together.
Here they sit..
Craving him,
Needing him
Waiting to be filled.
Anything..
Than to sit here, vacant..
Much like I…

(160 words)


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Post by: mariez on May 15, 2007, 06:08:16 pm
.  . .
Two separate roads home.


Yep, Chrissi said it.  Just doesn't get better than that.  Always a treat to see you here, B!


. . .
Here they sit,
Dusty hides,
Bruised leather
Molded by his feet
Forever shaped by him
Eternally changed.
A companion
From years gone by..
Along rocky roads
Up high mountains
Down deep valleys..
But always together.
Here they sit..
Craving him,
Needing him
Waiting to be filled.
Anything..
Than to sit here, vacant..
Much like I…


I'm going to have to start thinking up new words for you and your drabbles.  Thanks for gifting us daily with your awesomeness, Milli!

Marie
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Post by: Lumière on May 15, 2007, 08:28:52 pm
Marie, as always, thanks for being such a sweetheart!   :-*

~M
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Post by: notBastet on May 15, 2007, 09:58:40 pm
Months later, I finally decide to start reading the drabble thread!  I am only starting on pg. 90 - so I hope there are more to follow.  Maybe I'll write something one day.  Mostly, I'm just posting this so the thread will show up on my "new replies posted" thingy so I don't have to search it out, cause I'm lazy!

(I'm so glad folks are still writing though, I must say.)
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Post by: cwby30 on May 15, 2007, 10:43:03 pm


Circle JE Ranch, April 1995


They lingered over a third cup of coffee and the remnants of breakfast.  Ennis seemed quiet to Jack, even for him. Ennis focused on the insides of his cup, yet didn’t. Maybe he was trying to read his future in the coffee grounds, find some markers there to ease the way up an unfamiliar trail.

“Penny for yer thoughts, Enn,” Jack said.  Ennis didn’t reply, kept looking into his cup with unfixed eyes.

“Knock, knock…,” Jack said, this time a little louder.

“Huh? Oh, sorry.” Ennis took a shallow breath, let out a little sigh, hands still around the now almost empty cup. “Been thinkin’. Ya  know what day this is?”

“Yeah, April 27th, Thursday, Plannin Commission meetin day,” Jack replied.  He took another sip of coffee and set his cup back on the table.

“Know yer avoidin it, ya know as well as I do what day ‘tis.”  Ennis looked up finally and continued.

“Twenty-one years ago today, ‘twas the worst damn day of ma life. Won’t never forget it. Every year I see it again, watch ya drive up ta the house, hear what I said ta ya, watch the light in yer eyes go dim, feel my throat tighten up tryin not ta cry when ya turned around ‘n drove outta sight. Even now, my palms are sweatin and ma heart is racin jest thinkin on it.

“Don’t know how ya put up with me all those years, rodeo. Kept pushin ya away ‘n ya kept comin back. Wondered how ya could stand it and not quit me. Every day I say a little prayer of thanks, that ya came back ta me, spoke yer mind, and stood yer ground when I wouldn’t let go a ma fears. Ya had the strength to keep us going til I could see straight, Jack, somethin no one never did fer me before.”

Jack reached his right hand across the scarred table top, and took Ennis’ left hand into his, gently massaging the base of Ennis’ thumb with his own. Ennis remained silent.  Looking into those amber eyes, aloud he responded,

“Gotta admit what ya did that day made me bitter for awhile, Enn. Still, couldn’t never quit ya, no matter what. And I jest couldn’t stand it no more, neither, seein ya pull in on yerself every time ya thought someone might see us together. So I decided ta fix it. Took the both a us, cowboy, and we did it, but I gotta admit, ya did try ma patience a bit at times!” Jack grinned.

“Yeah, well, ya ain’t no stranger to that yerself, partner,”  Ennis smirked.

“’Partner’ … always like it when ya call me that, Enn, makes me real proud, to be yer partner.” Jack’s eyes reflected the joy his words conveyed.

Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: loneleeb3 on May 16, 2007, 07:50:53 am
Here is my dabble ..  :)


Vacant Boots…


There they sit,
A lonely pair
By the bleak wall.
Aged black leather,
Worn down soles
Dust on the skins
Mud on the heel;
Stains and scrapes
Where it used to shine.
His favorite
From years gone by.
Filled with memories
Fighting to stay alive,
Anything…
Than to sit here, vacant..
Much like I…


Here they sit,
The very same pair
He loved so much;
Waiting in the corner
Obedient, unaccompanied,
Craving attention
Waiting to be filled
To be useful..
To shield his tired feet
To carry him
Anywhere and everywhere
Wherever his heart desires.
Anything…
Than to sit here, vacant..
Much like I…


Here they sit,
Dusty hides,
Bruised leather
Molded by his feet
Forever shaped by him
Eternally changed.
A companion
From years gone by..
Along rocky roads
Up high mountains
Down deep valleys..
But always together.
Here they sit..
Craving him,
Needing him
Waiting to be filled.
Anything..
Than to sit here, vacant..
Much like I…

(160 words)


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Thats no dabble! Thats beauty!
OMG I loved that. Brought tears to my eyes.
A lot of these stories do but this one, this one feels like me!
Thanks
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Post by: MaineWriter on May 16, 2007, 08:01:57 am
Morning all,

Try these today:


Leslie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on May 16, 2007, 02:07:45 pm
Months later, I finally decide to start reading the drabble thread!  I am only starting on pg. 90 - so I hope there are more to follow.  Maybe I'll write something one day.  Mostly, I'm just posting this so the thread will show up on my "new replies posted" thingy so I don't have to search it out, cause I'm lazy!

(I'm so glad folks are still writing though, I must say.) 

Hey, there!  Nice to see you here.  Long time no talk!  ("cause I'm lazy!" -   you're funny :laugh:)  Adiabatic has been generously maintaining a wonderful archive on LJ of all the drabbles that might make it easier for you.  If you haven't seen it, here's the link :  http://community.livejournal.com/bbmdrabblefest/ (http://community.livejournal.com/bbmdrabblefest/)


. . . .
“’Partner’ … always like it when ya call me that, Enn, makes me real proud, to be yer partner.” Jack’s eyes reflected the joy his words conveyed.   

Nice job, again, cwby.  It's always interesting to see that the same prompts can inspire so much creativity in so many different ways. 

Kind of anxious to see how "muffin tin" will be used!  :)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on May 16, 2007, 02:50:24 pm
Thats no dabble! Thats beauty!
OMG I loved that. Brought tears to my eyes.
A lot of these stories do but this one, this one feels like me!
Thanks

Always lovely to hear from you Lee!
Thanks for taking the time to leave a comment!  :)

Hugs,
~M
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Post by: Lumière on May 16, 2007, 07:30:36 pm
I went over, but here is my dabble... :)


Ten cents on hope..


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He sat at the edge of the bed and watched his wife nurse their little infant.  When he started to cry a little, she laid him down and removed his soiled, soggy diaper.  She cleaned him gently and powdered his little bottom before putting on a fresh diaper.  Soon he was fast asleep in her arms.  He smiled and kissed her forehead as the baby slept soundly in her arms…

He had never really wanted children.  But things with Lureen had happened so quickly.  Before he’d known what was happening, she was pregnant and a wedding followed soon after.  Now he had secured a job with his father-in-law, he had a beautiful wife and healthy baby boy.  He had accomplished more than he thought he would’ve by this point in his life.  He wanted to be proud of his new family and everything he’d achieved thus far, but he couldn’t shake the nagging feelings of emptiness and regret.  Thoughts of that summer a few years ago lingered; along with the recurring memories of the one he still loved.

She was starting to nod off, the baby still in her arms when he left the room and closed the door.  Fayette was busy in the kitchen, pouring thick chocolate batter into a muffin tin; L.D. was dozing off on the living room sofa.  Jack grabbed the keys to his truck and escaped out the front door.

He sat in his truck for a few moments.  Today was one of those desperate days when he felt like he was suffocating; one of the growing number of days when he entertained the idea of driving away, to nowhere in particular..  He rubbed his forehead vigorously, as if the act would magically crush the throbbing headache that tortured him.  He started the engine and got on the road.  He was driving around in town when he passed by the post office.  He parked by the road and sat in his truck, trying to make up his mind.. 

There was a line up when he walked into the post office.  He sighed and was about to leave when he saw the postcard on the rack by the door.  He picked it up and looked at the picture on the front; it was like an omen.  He had been driving around for half an hour, the familiar questions flooding his mind…What to do?  What to do about him?   Does he think of me?  Does he even remember me?  What if I send a letter?  Should I?  What if I find him?  What if I don’t?  What then?   

Somehow, this little postcard presented a quiet answer.  He held onto it and got in line, hoping that it would turn out to be the best 10 cents he ever spent..


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Post by: loneleeb3 on May 16, 2007, 07:39:10 pm
Quote
hoping that it would turn out to be the best 10 cents he ever spent..

Boy was it!
Another great story!  ;D
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Post by: Cameron on May 16, 2007, 07:47:05 pm
(I have one too....)

The Bouquet

(July 1984)
Cassie took the old bible out of the drawer in her night table.  She sat down on the bed.  The bible opened right to the page that held the two pieces of paper with the lily of the valley pressed between them.  She lifted the top sheet up.  The lily of the valley was all dry and flat now.  She wanted to touch it, she wanted to hold it, but she didn’t.  She was too afraid that the dried out flower would just disintegrate.  Cassie lifted the book to her face.  She closed her eyes and breathed deeply.  She imagined that she could still smell the little bouquet of flowers. 

Cassie closed the bible and smoothed the cover.  She didn’t read it much, but she had put the flower there because she wanted to make sure that it would be in a book that she would never give away.   It once was her grandmother’s bible, Momma gave it to her the day she turned eighteen.  Cassie remembered that day.  She had just come out of the shower and she had put on baby powder, when Momma came into her room.  She said it was time for her to have the bible.  Cassie remembered how she held it to her heart.  She had imagined that one day she would write her wedding day in it and then the names of her children.  That day was so long ago.

Ennis had given her the flowers.  He wasn’t supposed to come over, but one evening there was a knock on her door.  Ennis was standing there, with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.  It was a small bouquet, with some yellow and white daisies and the lily of the valley.

"Just wanted to bring you this” he said.

Cassie took the flowers in her hand, and she looked up at Ennis.  “What for?” she asked.

“No reason” he said.

“Are you comin’ in?  I’ll make you dinner.”

“Naw, he said.  I gotta go, I’m leavin’ real early in the mornin’.”

“Where ya goin’?  she asked him, but she had already known.

“Fishin’”  Ennis said.  Then he gave her a sweet kiss on the lips and turned around and left.

Cassie remembered standing there watching him drive away.   She remembered holding the flowers for a very long time.  It was just so unlike him.  She never knew what got into him that day.  That was the first time he ever gave her flowers.  She didn’t know then that it would be the only time.  Cassie put the bible back in the drawer.  She went back to the kitchen and took the muffins that she was baking out of the oven.  She sat down at the table, and put her head down in her hands.

She didn’t know that day, when she was holding the flowers, that it would never be the same again.

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Post by: mariez on May 16, 2007, 08:11:22 pm

. . . He picked it up and looked at the picture on the front; it was like an omen.  . . .

Sometimes we can turn the smallest things into an "omen," can't we? . . . when the answer is already in our heart . . and we just to need to convince our mind.  What a great insight.


. . . She wanted to touch it, she wanted to hold it, but she didn’t.  She was too afraid that the dried out flower would just disintegrate.  . . . 

To grasp it too tightly would destroy it. . . . what a perfect metaphor.  That's just superb, Marl. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on May 16, 2007, 08:35:14 pm
Sometimes we can turn the smallest things into an "omen," can't we? . . . when the answer is already in our heart . . and we just to need to convince our mind.  What a great insight.

Absolutely, M!  He already knew what he had to do ... a little "inspiration" in the form of simple mountain scenery was all he needed..  :)
Thank you!


Boy was it!
Another great story!  ;D

Cheers Lee!  ;)

~M
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Post by: notBastet on May 16, 2007, 09:47:59 pm


Ten cents on hope..



Mill - that was great!

Random annoying question - how do you pronounce "Fayette" in your head.  I went to "Lafayette" high school.  And also once lived near Lafayette, Alabama - both with vastly different pronunciations, so just wondered your take...

 8)
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Post by: notBastet on May 16, 2007, 09:50:21 pm
(I have one too....)

The Bouquet


 :(

I like reading about Cassie...

(just to clarify - that's good sad, not bad sad)
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Post by: Cameron on May 16, 2007, 11:34:54 pm
Thank you, Marie.

nB, I am glad you like reading about Cassie, I like writing about her, but I still haven't figured out why.

Thank you,

Marl
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Post by: loneleeb3 on May 17, 2007, 08:17:52 am
Quote
Sometimes we can turn the smallest things into an "omen," can't we? . . . when the answer is already in our heart . . and we just to need to convince our mind.

True Enough!
Wise words!
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Post by: MaineWriter on May 17, 2007, 09:00:52 am
Mill - that was great!

Random annoying question - how do you pronounce "Fayette" in your head.  I went to "Lafayette" high school.  And also once lived near Lafayette, Alabama - both with vastly different pronunciations, so just wondered your take...

 8)

I pronounce it FAY-ette.

L
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Post by: loneleeb3 on May 17, 2007, 09:27:36 am
In Louisiana it's peonounced Laugh-long e sound-et. Here in GA it's pronunced La-Fay-Ette.
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Post by: mariez on May 17, 2007, 12:10:17 pm
Hey, drabblers.  How do these sound for today:


Marie
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Post by: Lumière on May 17, 2007, 12:14:21 pm
Mill - that was great!

Random annoying question - how do you pronounce "Fayette" in your head.  I went to "Lafayette" high school.  And also once lived near Lafayette, Alabama - both with vastly different pronunciations, so just wondered your take...

 8)

Kell
- I pronouce it - FAH-yette..  :)
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Post by: Lumière on May 17, 2007, 03:32:36 pm
Here is my dabble ..  :)


My Sweet Euphoria

The scent of you
Floods my senses
Overtakes my brain,
Lingers in the air
Feeding my lungs
Fueling this heat,
This avid desire.
Lust, relief
Uncertainty, love..
They boil in my veins.
How I’ve longed
To feel your lips
Seizing mine
Crushing, caressing
Plundering, possessing;
Quenching this thirst
Even as it scorches
A fiery trail
Where your lips alight
I’m set ablaze..

You moan
And whimper
Against my skin;
Hot puffs of breath
Tickle their way down.
My heart explodes
Leaps in ecstasy,
Electric waves journey
All the way to my toes.
Our bodies fuse
I long to stroke
Every inch of blessed skin
Pressed hard into me..
Bittersweet ache
Wherever you touch..
Pure, intoxicating bliss…

Our years apart,
Cursed and brutal as they were
Dissolve in this downpour,
Swept away
Farther than I dreamed..
Thoughts of lonesome days
Long bitter nights
Flee like unwelcome ghosts.
I am enthralled,
Craving sweet release
From an even sweeter ache.
The world’s a measly haze
As I melt away,
A candle in your flame
A puddle at your feet;
Soaring high to the skies
Clinging to your wings..
It’s all you
Nothing matters
Nothing … no one
It’s all you
I’m drunk on you
High on this sweet euphoria..

(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/7ba383ae.jpg)


(205 words)
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Post by: loneleeb3 on May 17, 2007, 06:05:45 pm
Here is my dabble ..  :)


My Sweet Euphoria

The scent of you
Floods my senses
Overtakes my brain,
Lingers in the air
Feeding my lungs
Fueling this heat,
This avid desire.
Lust, relief
Uncertainty, love..
They boil in my veins.
How I’ve longed
To feel your lips
Seizing mine
Crushing, caressing
Plundering, possessing;
Quenching this thirst
Even as it scorches
A fiery trail
Where your lips alight
I’m set ablaze..

You moan
And whimper
Against my skin;
Hot puffs of breath
Tickle their way down.
My heart explodes
Leaps in ecstasy,
Electric waves journey
All the way to my toes.
Our bodies fuse
I long to stroke
Every inch of blessed skin
Pressed hard into me..
Bittersweet ache
Wherever you touch..
Pure, intoxicating bliss…

Our years apart,
Cursed and brutal as they were
Dissolve in this downpour,
Swept away
Farther than I dreamed..
Thoughts of lonesome days
Long bitter nights
Flee like unwelcome ghosts.
I am enthralled,
Craving sweet release
From an even sweeter ache.
The world’s a measly haze
As I melt away,
A candle in your flame
A puddle at your feet;
Soaring high to the skies
Clinging to your wings..
It’s all you
Nothing matters
Nothing … no one
It’s all you
I’m drunk on you
High on this sweet euphoria..

(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/7ba383ae.jpg)


(205 words)
Damn your good!!
I wish I could write like that.
That is beautiful and the picture just tops it all off.
 ;D
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Post by: mariez on May 17, 2007, 06:54:39 pm

My Sweet Euphoria
. . . .
(205 words) 

205 exquisite words - each one a gem.  Thanks, M!  :-*

Marie
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Post by: Lumière on May 17, 2007, 09:46:15 pm
Damn your good!!
I wish I could write like that.

Oh but you do!  I've read some of your stuff, remember!  ;)


205 exquisite words - each one a gem.  Thanks, M!  :-*

Marie

 :-* back to you Marie!


Cheers,
~M
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on May 18, 2007, 12:33:35 am
   
                                                    _ 
    In Oregon ours is pronounced La fay ette   

   My goodness Milli. you have left me with no words to say.. That is just magnificent.  I have never read a greater love poem......guh!!!!!!!               

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Post by: Lumière on May 18, 2007, 11:55:16 am
                                                    _ 
    In Oregon ours is pronounced La fay ette   

   My goodness Milli. you have left me with no words to say.. That is just magnificent.  I have never read a greater love poem......guh!!!!!!!               

Thanks Janice!  :)

Seems like I'm the only one who pronounces the name..Fah-yette..lol.
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Post by: Lumière on May 18, 2007, 12:00:41 pm
Mornin' all.. :)

Here are a few prompts for today..

* peachy
* illusion
* drunk as a skunk

I hope they inspire!  ;)

~M
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Post by: cwby30 on May 18, 2007, 02:56:58 pm
Circle JE Ranch, April 1995

“’Partner’ … always like it when ya call me that, Enn, makes me real proud, to be yer partner.” Jack’s eyes reflected the joy his words conveyed.

That remark hit home for Ennis. Until Jack came along, no one except his mama had ever said he was proud of him.  He showed up outside of Aguirre’s trailer that June an orphan deuce ranch hand, with $10 in a tobacco can, hardly no education, two shirts, no drawers, no socks, a hard worker but just a nobody with nothing going nowhere. Then Jack fucking Twist roared into his life on screeching tires, smiled at him, reached out and took his hand, looked square into his eyes and saw him.  And made him look back, too, and see himself reflected in those wonderful deep blue eyes.  That smile of Jack’s lit up the farthest recesses of his heart, unlocking the door shut so firmly after his mama had died, allowing his feelings to float free again.  And look at him now!  Like a Midway magician at the County Fair, Jack had turned a deuce nobody into a somebody, a pair a deuces into a pair a kings.

Ennis looked deep and steady into those loving blue eyes across the table, put his right hand tenderly over Jack’s, squeezed the hand that held him firm and steady always, and spoke slowly and quietly. “I love ya, John Edward Twist, Jr., and I will have ya and hold ya no matter what comes along, through all the time I have left on this here earth, and forever after, too.” 

Jack blinked back the moisture in his eyes, and had to swallow twice to clear the lump in his throat. He looked deep and steady into the amber eyes of the man he had loved for almost 32 years, put his left hand over Ennis’, held firm those calloused hands that held him gently and lovingly always, and spoke slowly and quietly. “I love ya, too, Ennis James Del Mar, and I will have ya and hold ya no matter what comes along, for the rest of my life, and forever after, too.”

And they sat there gazing at each other through quiet tears of joy, a pledge renewed, holding hands in the morning stillness of their kitchen, in their home, on their ranch, where they lived their sweet life that they had built together. 

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Post by: Lumière on May 18, 2007, 05:37:05 pm
Hiya!
Happy friday to all..
Here is my dabble.. :)


Drunk words = Sober Thoughts

Ennis tumbled on top of Jack and moaned into his neck loudly.  “Ahhh…” he sighed, nestling his head on Jack’s bare chest.

Jack laughed, “Ennis, ya doing okay?”

“Jus’ peachy,” he responded, making himself comfortable beside Jack.

“Ya been at the whiskey again, haven’t ya?”

“Wuz beginnin’ to wonder if you was coming back for supper or not,” he slurred.  “So I jus’ drank some whiskey while I’s waitin’ … but only a bittle lit.. only a lit..”

Jack laughed, “Only a lit, is it?  Ennis, yer drunk as a fuckin’ skunk!  Okay… I’ll let ya sleep it off..” he started to move away when Ennis clung to his arms and held on tight.

“No... Don’t go, Jack... please...” he pleaded, drawing closer to Jack and draping a lazy arm over his chest.   “Ya feel so good…If ya go, whut the fuck d’ya expect me to do?”  Jack smiled at Ennis' incoherent words and the groggy look on his face.. 

“We should jus’ stay up here forever … you an’ me.  Fuck ev’ythin’ else!  Fuck the woolies and ... I reckon, Aguirre too!  Just you an’ me, up here forever..  What d’ya sink?” he slurred on.  “Wanna stay here with me forever..?” he buried his head into Jack’s neck again, his tongue grazing the soft skin for a moment.  Jack smiled and brought Ennis’ head onto his chest, watching as Ennis’ eyes drooped. 

He thought about that moonlit night weeks ago when they’d both gotten drunk and he’d ended up on his knees in the tent, Ennis on top of him, pounding into him..  He felt a bit warm now just from thinking about that night.  He could feel Ennis’ erection pressed into his thigh now, even as Ennis was drifting off into alcohol induced slumber. 

A few moments later, Ennis was snoring softly on his chest… He thought of the words Ennis had spoken before he fell asleep.. “Wanna stay here with me forever..?”  he’d asked. Hell fuckin’ yeah, he thought to himself.  Too bad Ennis was pissed drunk when he said it...  He sighed and in a little while, he drifted off to sleep..
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on May 18, 2007, 07:11:44 pm


        This has been a wonderful drabble day,,,so many drabbles so little time....each and every one a joy
                                         thanks guys and gals...........................................janice
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Post by: mariez on May 18, 2007, 10:58:57 pm
. . .
And they sat there gazing at each other through quiet tears of joy, a pledge renewed, holding hands in the morning stillness of their kitchen, in their home, on their ranch, where they lived their sweet life that they had built together. 

Now there's an ending I can live with.   :)


Drunk words = Sober Thoughts
. . . 

  :(   Great insight, as always, M. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 19, 2007, 11:10:57 am
Happy Saturday - here's some prompts for any weekend drabblers:


Marie
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Post by: cwby30 on May 20, 2007, 07:35:44 pm
Afternoon, Marie.

Thanks for all the kind words about my "drabbles." Was also an ending that I could live with.  Not that it's the end, of course; a new day just dawned!

Have to say how much I respect all the writers out there, especially those writing the multi-part stories. From experience now, the words do come but often not that easily or in the order expected.  The vision and story you have in mind can take on a life of its own, and start heading down a different path.  Sometimes you have to rein it in and head back to the main trail, and save that path to explore later on, maybe in the same story, maybe in another. 

Anyway, think I'll try some more.  It's fun.  Besides, I found a few more paths to explore while writing what I have so far.  Think I'll let the reins loose a little, see where we go. 

Thanks again.

cwby 30
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Post by: notBastet on May 20, 2007, 10:32:01 pm

Kell
- I pronouce it - FAH-yette..  :)

very interesting, everyone's was just a little different.  your's sounds just like you, now that I read it.

my high school was law'-fee-ette.  the town in alabama was two syllables: Lah-fette'
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Post by: notBastet on May 20, 2007, 10:37:39 pm


Drunk words = Sober Thoughts


 :( :( :(

yeah.  too damn bad.
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Post by: notBastet on May 20, 2007, 10:39:13 pm
Happy Saturday - here's some prompts for any weekend drabblers:


Marie - What is vim and vigor?
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Post by: notBastet on May 20, 2007, 11:04:07 pm
not exactly a drabble, but inspired by Saturday, and the music on my stereo.

---

Ennis, here I am.  Don’t I look nice?  Don’t you want me anymore?

Let’s go somewhere, anywhere.  Please, let’s just leave the house together.  It’s Saturday.

It’s a beautiful night.  Let’s just walk down to the corner for an ice cream.  Sit together.

Please Ennis, haven’t I done everything you wanted?

Where is my John Wayne?
Where is my prairie song?
Where is my happy ending?
Where have all the cowboys gone?


Ennis, you watch the t.v. every night. 

I cook for you every night.

I know you’re tired.

I do my best.

Where is my John Wayne?
Where is my praire song?
Where is my happy ending?
Where have all the cowboys gone?

I am wearing my new dress tonight.

But you don’t, but you don’t even notice me.



Dammit, we can sell the apartment.

We can have another baby.

Go back to work at the ranch.

Go fishing.

I will stay here.

Where is my John Wayne?
Where is my prairie song?
Where is my happy ending?
Where have all the cowboys gone?

Where is my Marlboro man?
Where is his shiny gun?
Where is my lonely ranger?
Where have all the cowboys gone?


---

Italicized portions are lyrics from Paula Cole (Where Have All the Cowboys Gone).  www.lyricsmania.com


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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on May 21, 2007, 12:28:04 am
Happy Saturday - here's some prompts for any weekend drabblers:

  • Saturday
  • eggs
  • vim and vigor

Marie

This is a little drabble (and a poem) I wrote, and it relates to Saturday.  What happens when Jack Twist wants a day off?

Rise up and walk with me!
Forget the sheep,
Let them be.
Only for a little while,
Leave the wood in a pile.
Let the fire roar and sputter!
Forget the mess, forget the clutter.
There is work to be done,
But let it be!
Rise up and walk with me!

Jack Twist could put his work ethic up against any man's, but some days he just wanted to cool out! He was expected to work seven days a week? What kind of foolishness was that? He and Ennis deserved a day off. Even the horses were allowed to rest when they were tired and worn out.

Ennis was different, though. Taking the day off didn't sit well with him and he told Jack Twist as much. But when he looked into the eyes of the person he loved above all others, and noticed the fatigue and disappointment there, Ennis began to soften. Jack Twist was bone weary!

Perhaps a well deserved day off was in order! Ennis ran into the tent and packed a small duffle and joined Jack at the fire. He placed his free arm around Jack's shoulder and kissed his cheek. Without a word spoken, Jack knew that Ennis had come around, and he was more than excited. Ennis took Jack's hand and they headed off toward the far end of the mountain. 
 
 




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Post by: mariez on May 21, 2007, 10:53:10 am
Hey, cwby!  - Yep, the great thing about endings is that they are also beginnings!



Hi Kelly!  "Vim and Vigor" is a figure of speech (my mom uses it a lot  :) ) which I always took to mean a kind of enthusiastic energy.

. . .
Ennis, you watch the t.v. every night. 

I cook for you every night.

I know you’re tired.

I do my best.

Where is my John Wayne?
Where is my praire song?
Where is my happy ending?
Where have all the cowboys gone?

I am wearing my new dress tonight.

But you don’t, but you don’t even notice me.
 

Kelly, this is awesome!  I love how you mixed the lyrics in with your drabble.  The part about the new dress really struck me because I always thought it was so sad that Alma was in a nice dress with her hair combed neatly and make-up on while Ennis was waiting for Jack that first time - and nobody noticed or cared.  I hope you share more of your writing!


This is a little drabble (and a poem) I wrote, and it relates to Saturday.  What happens when Jack Twist wants a day off?
.  . . .
 Ennis took Jack's hand and they headed off toward the far end of the mountain. 

Wow, littlewing - that really is perfect for Saturday's prompts!  We all need to "let it be" sometimes! 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 21, 2007, 10:58:14 am
How about these for some Monday prompts:


See ya later,
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 21, 2007, 11:33:07 am
Jack:
Dammit Ennis! You belong ta me and I belong ta you. Ain't nuthin' you or I can do ta change that. Don't matter none that we both got married, had kids. Don't even matter that I live over 700 miles away. Sh..t it don't ever matter that this is all we got, two, three weeks ah year rompin' in the forest. Yer always be mine Ennis Del Mar an I always be yours.

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/JasckatLake-1.jpg)


Fantasy rerun
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on May 21, 2007, 09:09:04 pm
Jack:
Dammit Ennis! You belong ta me and I belong ta you. Ain't nuthin' you or I can do ta change that. Don't matter none that we both got married, had kids. Don't even matter that I live over 700 miles away. Sh..t it don't ever matter that this is all we got, two, three weeks ah year rompin' in the forest. Yer always be mine Ennis Del Mar an I always be yours.

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/JasckatLake-1.jpg)


Fantasy rerun

JP, my friend, this is just beautiful!  I love your intrepretation of this very powerful scene!  I can image Jack thinking this, even saying this out loud to Ennis.  And the picture is just perfection.  Lovely work!  :)

Marie
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Post by: Cameron on May 21, 2007, 09:53:38 pm
Cleaning Day

(October 1982)
Cassie decided it was time to clean up.  She first went through the closet.  She found an old blue striped shirt.  She took it off the hanger, carefully folded it up and then put it in a paper bag.  Then she went through the drawers of her chest.  Not much there but she found two pairs of underwear, and a white t-shirt.  She gathered the t-shirt up in a ball, and then she held it to her face.  It still had the scent, the scent of all those years together.  She sat down on the bed, and the years flashed before her.  She buried her face in the t-shirt, but then she shook her head.  “Fuckin' wasted years” she said out loud.  She put the t-shirt in the paper bag.

Cassie went to the bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet above the sink.  A razor that was beginning to get rusty, and a can of shaving cream that was also starting to rust in the seam were on the top shelf.  Cassie took them down and held them both in her hands, turned them over and over and then tossed them into the garbage can.

She went into the kitchen.  She began going through the drawers near the sink.  Nothing there.  “I’m tired of this” she said and she went to the fridge.  She took a bottle of soda out, but there, way in the back was the bottle of wine.  Cassie reached for it, and looked at it and remembered the night.  It was one of the few nights when everything was fine.  They watched an old movie, and then Ennis spent the night. The night was sweet.  Cassie had thought that the night meant something, that everything was going to be alright after that.  But it was just two nights before the last trip.  It was meaningful, but not the way she had hoped.  She poured the wine down the sink.

Cassie went back to the bedroom, and picked up the paper bag, with the last of his possessions that she still had.  She went outside.  She opened the garbage can.  She stood there, with the paper bag in her hand.

Cassie turned around.  She went back inside and then she put the bag all the way in the back of her closet.  Then she lied down on her bed and cried.  Again.
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Post by: mariez on May 21, 2007, 10:30:07 pm
. . . .Yer always be mine Ennis Del Mar an I always be yours. 

Fantasy rerun 

Mark, I love that your "fantasy reruns" always fit so perfectly with my vision of our boys. 


.  . .
Cassie turned around.  She went back inside and then she put the bag all the way in the back of her closet.  Then she lied down on her bed and cried.  Again. 

You're able to show us Cassie's pain so well, Marl.  It's so hard to let go of "things" when they're all you have left.  I hope you continue Cassie's story.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 22, 2007, 01:16:18 pm
Hiya drabblers - how do these sound:


Marie
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Post by: Lumière on May 22, 2007, 05:39:33 pm
Hello everyone..

I am in a bit of a poetic mood these days.. :)
Here is my dabble..



Color me..

Color me red…
Sweet, seductive
Fiery hot
Explosive
Deeply captivating
Like our burning passion.

Color me orange…
Warm, inviting
Nurturing
Like the warmth
From this bronze sun
Shining down
On our glistening skins.

Color me yellow…
Hopeful, wise
Bright and sunny
Pure and precious;
Like daffodils –
A symbol of
Blooming love.

Color me green…
Lush and fresh
Growing in harmony
With you in this love;
Wild and free
Tall and proud
Like the mighty pines
In whose shades
We now lie in peace.

Color me blue…
Calming
Soothing, inspiring
Like sky and ocean;
Like your eyes -
Liquid pools of blue
In which I readily drown
Whenever you look upon me.

Color me indigo...
Profound
Overwhelming
Like the midnight sky -
Keeper of stars and moon
And our dreams
Hopes and secrets;
Every wish, our hearts’ desires
Interwoven by cosmic thread
Safe in the deep blue above..

Color me violet...
Serene
Enclosed by peace -
Peace of mind
Peace of heart
Peace of soul
Peace in this love we share..

Love is like a box of crayons...
We are the canvas
On which to paint this rainbow.
Color me as you will..

(~190 words)


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Post by: mariez on May 22, 2007, 06:01:14 pm

I am in a bit of a poetic mood these days.. :)

. . . .
Love is like a box of crayons...
We are the canvas
On which to paint this rainbow.
Color me as you will..   

Poetic mood? Lucky us to have our very own poet laureate.  :)  You never cease to amaze, M~ - that took my breath away.

Thank you,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 23, 2007, 12:13:45 pm
Happy Hump Day! Let's see if these inspire:


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on May 23, 2007, 01:56:59 pm
                                                     Sticks and Stones

  Ennis saw the white picket fence, as his daddy pulled up alongside the yard...KE opened the door and exited      the truck.  Ennis could hardly move his feet.  He had the vision they had just seen exploding in his head...The vision played on the backs of his eyelids, like some grotesque horror movie.. He didn't really know what to think.
He wondered why his daddy had taken them to see that man...His daddy knows very well Ennis cries when he sees  a dead animal, or bird, let alone a person.  A man he had seen before.  A man he almost knew.
   I guess it was human nature to be curious about such things, but Ennis didn't have that feeling.  No! he hated that way he felt...His stomach was hurting, and he felt like he did that time when he ate them green apples..  He didn't know if he needed to throw up or go to the outhouse.  KE was real quiet too, but he didn't seem to be sick like Ennis was.  KE said " Ennis , get out.  Its time to get out."  That was when he realized that he had been sitting there like he was almost stuck in cement.  It was drying and he was going to be forever left in its space.  In a way I guess I am stuck he thought.  I'll never be able to forget that man laying there...looking like he was a stick, all dried out, and covered with tomatos dried and shunk  up.  He lay against the red dirt, and the jumble of stones, and the dried weeds and grass, like so much
of the  stuff, you found after a long hard winter.or a flash flood..scary yet normal life...in the hills and plains of Wyoming..He hoped that this was not something normal, and he would never see such a thing again in his life.. "Ennis, get outa the truck," this time it was his fathers voice he heard.   And he obeyed.
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Post by: mariez on May 23, 2007, 08:04:02 pm
                                                     Sticks and Stones

  Ennis saw the white picket fence, as his daddy pulled up alongside the yard...KE opened the door and exited      the truck.  Ennis could hardly move his feet.  He had the vision they had just seen exploding in his head...The vision played on the backs of his eyelids, like some grotesque horror movie.. He didn't really know what to think.
He wondered why his daddy had taken them to see that man...His daddy knows very well Ennis cries when he sees  a dead animal, or bird, let alone a person.  A man he had seen before.  A man he almost knew.
   I guess it was human nature to be curious about such things, but Ennis didn't have that feeling.  No! he hated that way he felt...His stomach was hurting, and he felt like he did that time when he ate them green apples..  He didn't know if he needed to throw up or go to the outhouse.  KE was real quiet too, but he didn't seem to be sick like Ennis was.  KE said " Ennis , get out.  Its time to get out."  That was when he realized that he had been sitting there like he was almost stuck in cement.  It was drying and he was going to be forever left in its space.  In a way I guess I am stuck he thought.  I'll never be able to forget that man laying there...looking like he was a stick, all dried out, and covered with tomatos dried and shunk  up.  He lay against the red dirt, and the jumble of stones, and the dried weeds and grass, like so much
of the  stuff, you found after a long hard winter.or a flash flood..scary yet normal life...in the hills and plains of Wyoming..He hoped that this was not something normal, and he would never see such a thing again in his life.. "Ennis, get outa the truck," this time it was his fathers voice he heard.   And he obeyed.

Wow, Janice - that is so powerful. Such a creative use of the prompts, and you captured the feeling of a nine-year old so well with those descriptions.  It's great to see you drabbling.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 24, 2007, 12:42:22 pm
Good afternoon, all  - wanna give these a try?


Marie
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Post by: opinionista on May 27, 2007, 07:49:21 am
Bump, i don't drabble much but I like reading it! Come on people!
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Post by: Cameron on May 28, 2007, 01:24:09 am
(Yeah, let's try to get this going again, I miss them too.  I'll try, I am a bit rusty, but here goes, continuation of 'The Neighbor'.)


The Chill in Summer

(August 1985)
Ennis kept on walking back to Tom’s trailer.  It was a real warm night, almost hot.  But he had his jacket on anyway.  He took the detour to Tom’s trailer, walking the long way around.  Ennis stopped and looked up at the sky.  The clouds were now covering the stars.  He looked at his hands, they were shaking.  He kept on walking, slower and slower.   Suddenly Ennis felt a chill.  It felt like there was ice running through his veins.  He closed his jacket and put his hands in his pockets.  But it didn’t help, the cold was from within.  Ennis stopped and looked up at the sky again.  The moon was peaking through the clouds.  The night was still, there wasn’t a sound, except for the crickets, chirping as if all was well.   Ennis went down on his knees, he felt as if he couldn’t go on.   All the years passed in front of him in the darkness.  But he got up and slowly went on to Tom’s trailer.

Tom was sitting outside.  His silver hair was glistening in the faint light of the peeping moon.  His eyes were bright.  Ennis stood right in front of him, looking at the ground.

“I don’t think I can do this” he said in a whisper.

“Hey, don’t worry ‘bout it” Tom said softly.  “It’s all up to you.”

Tom reached for Ennis’s arm, pulling his hand out of the pocket.  He held it gently between his own warm hands.  “You’re shaking, ya better come inside, I’ll get you a drink.”

Ennis followed Tom inside, and sat down at the table.  There was a new picture, of Tom and his friend, in a brown leather frame next to the salt shaker.  Ennis picked it up and held it in his trembling hands.  He stared at the picture , then put it back down.

“Wanna know somethin’?  I don’t even have a picture” Ennis said in a breaking voice.  “All those years, and not one single damn picture.”

Tom didn’t answer.  He poured two drinks and sat down beside Ennis.

“Not a single fuckin’ picture.”

Tom gave Ennis his drink.  Ennis tried to pick it up, but his hands were still cold and shaking.




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Post by: mariez on May 29, 2007, 11:24:37 am
(Yeah, let's try to get this going again, I miss them too.  I'll try, I am a bit rusty, but here goes, continuation of 'The Neighbor'.)


The Chill in Summer
.  .   .
Ennis followed Tom inside, and sat down at the table.  There was a new picture, of Tom and his friend, in a brown leather frame next to the salt shaker.  Ennis picked it up and held it in his trembling hands.  He stared at the picture , then put it back down.

“Wanna know somethin’?  I don’t even have a picture” Ennis said in a breaking voice.  “All those years, and not one single damn picture.” 

So glad to see more of this, Marl!  Poor Ennis - regret may be the cruelest emotion of all. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 29, 2007, 11:27:35 am
Yep - I agree, Marl.  Hope all of you with a long weekend enjoyed it!   Let's see if these prompts can get anything going:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 29, 2007, 05:31:46 pm
Fire and Ice

He pulled into the parking lot and looked at his watch.  He was tired and still had a couple hours of driving ahead - a cold drink and a quick pit stop would do him good. His eyes scanned the bar as he closed the door behind him but it was Saturday evening and not an empty stool in sight.  He winced slightly and shook his head as he took his seat at a small table in the corner, thinking, "damn."

"What can I get ya?"  The waitress appeared, looking tired as she wiped her brow and tucked her hair behind her ear, but she couldn't help but smile at the beautiful blue eyes looking up at her. 

"Ice cold beer, ma'am, if ya please."

He settled back in his chair, squirming slightly, nodding a thanks to the waitress when she returned.  "Can't believe we did that," he thought to himself, taking a long gulp and letting his mind wander back to the previous day.  Falling asleep outside in the middle of the afternoon, bare-ass naked, under the blazing sun.  He shook his head, this time with a big grin on his face as he remembered exactly why they had both fallen so soundly asleep so quickly, only to wake up an hour later with matching sunburns.

"I knew that beer would put a big smile on your face," the waitress laughed as she hurried by with a tray.  "Sometimes there ain't nothing better."

"No, ma'am - sure ain't nothing better."

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252 words
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Post by: Lumière on May 29, 2007, 05:43:16 pm
I been MIA for a while.. but I got a light dabble to share.. :)
Wonderful to see you drabble again, Marie!  ;)


In the pine’s shadow..

Jack took a swig of his ice cold beer and sighed contentedly.  He leaned heavily against the trunk of the great pine tree and enjoyed the cool breeze in the shady spot where they sat.   Ennis was lying beside him, his head resting in Jack’s lap leisurely.

“Me and you,” Jack said, his voice low.  “Jus’ the two of us...  We should go to Mexico one of these days.  We could go to the beach and lie in the sun all day.  We could -”

“You’d probably get sunburn on yer white ass,” Ennis mumbled and laughed.

“We won’t be bare-ass, dummy!  We could swim, relax and basically sit in our sombreros all day long,” Jack smiled, his eyes lost in the distance, picturing the scene.

“We would sit in our somber-what?”

“Sombreros, Ennis.. It’s a big hat that Mexicans wear.”

“Why can’t we just wear our normal cowboy hats?”

“We could Ennis, but when in Rome…” Jack smiled and took another swig of his beer.

“Whut are ya talking about Rome for?  I thought ya mentioned Mexico..!”

“Shut up Ennis!”  Jack tossed his empty beer bottle on the ground beside them and lowered his lips to Ennis’, kissing him deeply.  Ennis responded eagerly and wrapped an arm around Jack’s waist.  He broke the kiss and sat up, running keen hands on Jack’s bare chest.  He buried his head in Jack’s neck and sucked on the warm flesh; Jack sighed, temporarily speechless.  Ennis’ left hand found Jack’s fly and unzipped it, all the while seeking his mouth hungrily.

“Bet we can’t do this on a beach in Rome, can we Jack?” Ennis whispered hotly in Jack’s ear.

“Fuck Rome…” Jack breathed, pressing his body into Ennis’ welcoming arms.

“Not Rome… you.” Ennis smiled, tracing his tongue on Jack’s bottom lip before giving in to the sensuous kiss Jack planted firmly on his lips.




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Post by: Cameron on May 29, 2007, 07:50:52 pm
Marie,  its such to treat to get a drabble from you, wonderful!!!!!

M,  glad you see you back here today, wonderful of course, too!!!!

 :) :) :)

Marl
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Post by: Brokeback_Dev on May 29, 2007, 08:36:55 pm
Nice to read all your drabbles fellow brokies.  i can get enough of Ennis and Jack... 8) Sad or happy.
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Post by: Cameron on May 29, 2007, 09:15:21 pm

The Sunny Afternoon

(August 1979)
“Ya wanna nice ice cold beer, cowboy?” Cassie asked Ennis.

“Yep” he answered, not moving from the bed.

Cassie got up, put on Ennis’ shirt and went to the kitchen to get two beers.  When she got back to the bed, Ennis was sitting up, the hairs on his chest was glistening in the sun streaming in from the window.  He had a faint smile on his face.

“Here ya are, cowboy” Cassie said, giving Ennis the beer.

“Thank you” he said, as she snuggled up next to him.

It was still early, just two in the afternoon.  They had gone back to bed not long after they got up.  Cassie stared at him, smiling at him and to herself.  For so long she had dreamed of a day just like this.

“What are we goin’ to do today?  We oughta go out, it’s such a beautiful day” Cassie said, kissing his cheek.

“I dunno” Ennis replied.  “We could stay right here.”

Cassie stared at him, she was almost in complete disbelief.  He never had acted like this before.  “I guess so” she said “at least we won’t get any sunburn.”

They silently drank their beers.  Suddenly Cassie started to laugh, her laughter filled the room, with the bright sun streaming in all around them.   Ennis stared at her, then he put his arm around her.  “Whadya laughing at?”  Ennis asked.

“Nothin’ really” Cassie said slowly.  “Just thinking, sometimes….”    But she buried her face in the nape of his neck, she didn’t say more.  She was afraid more talking would just break the spell.

Ennis smiled too.  A big broad smile.  But Cassie had no idea of what he was really smiling about.



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Post by: mariez on May 29, 2007, 11:44:40 pm
. .  .
“You’d probably get sunburn on yer white ass,” Ennis mumbled and laughed. . . .

 :laugh: ,  ;) , and  :-*  !  (and the "somber-what?" is priceless!)


. . .  i can't get enough of Ennis and Jack... 8) Sad or happy.

We know just how you feel, dev!  :)


. . .   She was afraid more talking would just break the spell.

Ennis smiled too.  A big broad smile.  But Cassie had no idea of what he was really smiling about.   

Excellent, Marl.  That really sums up their relationship, doesn't it?  I have a soft spot for Cassie and always look forward to hearing from her.  (I'm glad you liked my little offering today - thanks!  :) )

Marie
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Post by: Cameron on May 30, 2007, 12:03:59 am
Thank you so much Marie, I am so glad that you enjoy my Cassie drabbles.
Looking forward to more drabbles from you. :)

Marl
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Post by: mariez on May 30, 2007, 12:56:06 pm
Hiya folks - how do these sound:


Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 31, 2007, 01:10:12 pm
Fire and Ice

 "No, ma'am - sure ain't nothing better."

 
Excellent job Marie!!!!!
Look forward to writing more, still in Denver after the 2007BBQ, can hardly stand the thought of going  back to San Diego. We got to stay at the Double Tree Hotel were E and J spent their anniversary in 'SHIRTS... Will start the next chapter of 'SHIRTS.....' soon maybe tomorrow.

Mark
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Post by: mariez on May 31, 2007, 06:06:38 pm
Excellent job Marie!!!!!
Look forward to writing more, still in Denver after the 2007BBQ, can hardly stand the thought of going  back to San Diego. We got to stay at the Double Tree Hotel were E and J spent their anniversary in 'SHIRTS... Will start the next chapter of 'SHIRTS.....' soon maybe tomorrow.

Mark

Thanks, Mark!  Great to see ya, bud.  That is so cool that you stayed at the Double Tree.  I hope that means we'll get more pictures with the next chapter of SHIRTS.  Looking forward to it!  Safe travels!   :)

Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on June 01, 2007, 10:13:06 am
April 1981

Ennis thinking to himself: This is whut Ah hate most...having ta leave....can't even look at 'm...might start bawlin' up right here..c'n hardly talk...don't say much at all. When I grab on ta him, hiding my face... don't wanna let go....knowin' be the last ...till.... Only thing that makes it ok is will be together again in August.

Jack to himself: Sh*t, cant stand this!  Only a few more minutes with Ennis till... Wish we could just stay here ferever...just hate him havin' ta go back ta Riverton. Can't even look at his face...start cryin' my eyes out. Hate ta even grab on ta him squeeziing our guts out ...knowin' when I let go be the last till....only way I c'n get through this is that we'll be together in August.

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Post by: Ellemeno on June 01, 2007, 10:49:39 am
Hi Drabblers, just stopping in to say that the DrabbleFest thread is being higlighted on the banner today.  Thanks, atz75 and ifyoucantfixit, for suggesting it.  Clarissa
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Post by: mariez on June 01, 2007, 12:31:55 pm
April 1981

Ennis thinking to himself: This is whut Ah hate most...having ta leave....can't even look at 'm...

Jack to himself: Sh*t, cant stand this!  Only a few more minutes with Ennis till... Wish we could just stay here ferever...

What perfect words for that picture, Mark!  I can hear their voices.


Hi Drabblers, just stopping in to say that the DrabbleFest thread is being higlighted on the banner today.  Thanks, atz75 and ifyoucantfixit, for suggesting it.  Clarissa 

Cool!  Thanks for heads-up, Clarissa.  And thanks to Amanda and Janice - great idea!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 01, 2007, 12:50:17 pm
Let's see if I can come up with some prompts to inspire some creativity:


Marie
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Post by: Cameron on June 01, 2007, 08:05:02 pm
A Long Night

(March 1981)
Cassie had never seen him like this before.  Ennis had come to her door, banging it at one o'clock in the morning.  She woke with a start, scared by the loud pounding.  She quickly put on her robe and went to the door.  She opened it just a crack.  At first she was relieved to see that it was Ennis, but then her fear suddenly rose again.  She could smell his breath, she could tell that he was drunk, dizzy drunk, right away.  In the three years that she had been going with him she never ever saw him like this before.

“Ennis, what’s goin’ on?” she asked.

“Doncha wanna go dancin’?” he mumbled.

“You’re drunk, I ain’t never seen ya like this” she said warily.

“Come on, let’s go dancin’, you always wanna go dancin’” he said, mumbling and slurring the words.

“Ennis, what’s the matter with you?” she asked with alarm.

Cassie took his arm and led him inside.  She helped him to the sofa, and then went to the kitchen and hurriedly began fixing some coffee.  She kept shaking her head and felt her nerves on end.  She had never ever seen him like this before.  As the water was boiling she went to check on him.  He was still there on the sofa, holding his head in his hands.  She poured the coffee and went back to sit beside him.

“Ennis, I made some coffee for you” she said in a real soft voice.

He shook his head. “I don’t need no coffee, just need some sleep.  If  I had forty winks, I’ll be alright” he said.  Cassie held out the coffee.  Ennis took it with shaking hands.  She put her arm around him and gently rubbed his back.

“Hey, what’s goin’ on?” Cassie gently asked.

Ennis turned and looked at her.  “You won’t understand, you can’t understand” he said.  He stared at her.  Cassie looked down, something about the way he looked at her left her feeling real strange, almost like she just got a hard punch in the gut.  She had never felt like this before.   As hard as it had been, in all that time, she never had felt anything like this.

Ennis put the coffee cup down, and before she had a chance to stop him, he was out the door.  Cassie ran to the door and looked outside but he was gone, there was no sign of him at all. 

Cassie went back to the couch and sat there, shaking, the rest of the night. 


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Post by: mariez on June 03, 2007, 11:39:41 am
A Long Night

(March 1981)
. . . .
Ennis turned and looked at her.  “You won’t understand, you can’t understand” he said.  He stared at her.  Cassie looked down, something about the way he looked at her left her feeling real strange, almost like she just got a hard punch in the gut.  She had never felt like this before.   As hard as it had been, in all that time, she never had felt anything like this.  . . .

Great use of that prompt, Marl.  That's the worst kind of hard punch.  Hope to hear more from Cassie.  Has Tom been saying anything lately? 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 03, 2007, 11:46:10 am
Hope y'all are having a relaxing Sunday!  Let's see if anyone wants to take these for a spin:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 03, 2007, 04:55:20 pm
Real Life

She had seen this coming, of course; everyone was expecting it. She knew what she needed to do, what she needed to say.  Why wouldn't the words come?  She stared out the window at the dusty road, spotted a storm cloud in the distance.   "For goodness sake, girl, pull yourself together," she thought with irritation. Real life wasn't like those cheap romance novels set in exotic places where life was never monotonous or unfair, where true love conquered all and everyone lived happily ever after.  If anyone knew that, she did. She took a deep breath, determined to blink away the tears threatening to spill out, and forced a tight smile on her face as she turned.

"Yes, Monroe, I'll marry you."

~~~~~~~~~~~
122 words
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Post by: Cameron on June 03, 2007, 08:21:34 pm
Marie, that is wonderful!!!! You are an awesome drabbler!!! :D

Thank You,

Marl
 
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Post by: mariez on June 04, 2007, 01:49:21 pm
How about these off the top of my head . . .


Marie

(Marl -  :-*  )
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Post by: belbbmfan on June 05, 2007, 01:55:05 am
Real Life

She had seen this coming, of course; everyone was expecting it. She knew what she needed to do, what she needed to say.  Why wouldn't the words come?  She stared out the window at the dusty road, spotted a storm cloud in the distance.   "For goodness sake, girl, pull yourself together," she thought with irritation. Real life wasn't like those cheap romance novels set in exotic places where life was never monotonous or unfair, where true love conquered all and everyone lived happily ever after.  If anyone knew that, she did. She took a deep breath, determined to blink away the tears threatening to spill out, and forced a tight smile on her face as she turned.

"Yes, Monroe, I'll marry you."

~~~~~~~~~~~
122 words



That was very good Marie. Poor Alma, that 'tight smile' is just so sad.  :(
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on June 05, 2007, 10:24:38 am
19

Both were just 19 when they first laid eyes on each other by the old office trailer in Signal.

19 miles they were driven from signal to the drop off point the next day, to begin the summer hearding sheep.

19 hours later, sheep pastured, camp set up, the two fell into a deep sleep side by side in a canvas tent. In the days  that followed two young men came into an easy, familar campanionship each would only know with the other, campfire stories of bull riding, tails of growing up orphaned,raised by an older brother and sister who now had lives of their own .

On the 19th day one man returned to camp to find the other gone not returning from packing in supplies. No sign of him, the minutes and hours passed by, a well of fear rose to the one by the fire only slightly tempered by the whisky, on the brink of tears, something bad must have happen to keep the one so steady away. Hours after dark the exhale of the horses breath is heard with the hoofs on the ground and a gentle command to halt. With a voice almost shaking one spoke "Where the hell ya been? Came down fron the sheep...no supper?" and then he saw the bloodied face of his friend. "What the hell happened Ennis?" A rag was soaked in hot water offered for comfort. "Came upon a bear is what happen'd...mule scatteered...lost most of the food....beans 'bout all we got." An elk was shot the next morning, that nite much hungered for sustanence eaten in conforting silence side by side in the lite of the fire.

19 days and 11 more from the time they met, a cold nite by the fire, singing songs of the Pentecost, shared bottle of whisky, the herder proclaimed it was too late to ride to the sheep...sleep by the fire against warnings of "You'll freeze your ass of once that fire dies down."  later shivering to the bone his friend called out. "Ennis...quit yer hammerein' 'n get you ass in here!" On that cold nite each found new life in the other, hardly imagined before by either.

19 years, almost 20 would bring on the last time the pair of men would ever meet. Reunited by a five cent postcard four years after that summer, the two men would meet two mosly three times a year, one asking for the sweet life together, the other saying it just can't be but wishing for it just as much.

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Post by: cwby30 on June 05, 2007, 10:39:46 am
Mornin', jp.

That was great. The number 19.

Thanks.


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Post by: loneleeb3 on June 05, 2007, 10:40:12 am
JP,
That was beautiful!
Bittersweet but beautiful none the less!
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Post by: mariez on June 05, 2007, 10:46:38 am
. . . .  Poor Alma, that 'tight smile' is just so sad.  :( 

Yep.  Sigh.  Poor everybody.   :(  Thanks, Fabienne.


19

 . . . .On that cold nite each found new life in the other, hardly imagined before by either.

19 years, almost 20 would bring on the last time the pair of men would ever meet. Reunited by a five cent postcard four years after that summer, the two men would meet two mosly three times a year, one asking for the sweet life together, the other saying it just can't be but wishing for it just as much. 

Mark, that may be your most beautiful drabble ever - and that's saying something.  Thank you, too, for always showing us how much Jack and Ennis loved each other. 

Gotta dash - I'll be back!

Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on June 05, 2007, 10:57:21 am
Thanks everyone! Still out of town but found a pic on my Photobucket that's perfect!
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 05, 2007, 11:17:20 am

          I read somewhere Mark, that the greek gods would take vengeance on those whom they envied..because they were too beautiful, or had too great a love.  So I guess the gods had two reasons to be jealous of Jack and Ennis.  They had a sparkling and brilliantly electric love, and the beauty of body and face.  The fates had to doom them forever because of that...........jealousy??    A terrible thing
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Post by: cwby30 on June 05, 2007, 11:45:42 am

Marla the Mystic of the Midway told me that night, after our big fight, when the girls and me went to the Fair. She added up the numbers, and didn't like what she saw. I didn't neither.

We were 19 when we met and parted. 4 years, 3 kids, 2 wives later we had 1 week together, countin' that first night in room 11 at the Siesta. 19.

19 years of knowin' each other, fishin' in the mountains, playin' hide 'n seek with our real selves, and now further apart than Wyomin to Texas ever was.

Add 19 together, and you get 10. Add that together, and you get 1. Me. 1. Alone.

Took me 19 hours to find his house in Childress, less than that to pack up and leave. Took us just 19 days to find our place, about 19 miles outside of Dubois. Been here comin' on 19 years now.

Never did see Marla the Mystic after that first time. Know she was wrong, you know. Add up 19 and 19, and you get 38. Add that together and you get 11.  Add that and you get 2. Me 'n jack.
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 05, 2007, 11:59:33 am
Jack, I love this. Very clever with the numbers! Thanks for writing for the drabblefest...

Leslie
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Post by: Lumière on June 05, 2007, 12:41:46 pm
Hiya!

For today ... maybe these will inspire?  ;)

* teenager
* day after tomorrow
* nowhere


~M
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Post by: Lumière on June 05, 2007, 04:58:20 pm
I got a dabble ..  :)


One of these days..



Today,
I miss you
I need you
I love you.
In vivid dreams
In recurring visions
In haunting nightmares
In sweet reveries –
I see you
Like never before.
Twenty years gone,
Yet they feel like a day.
Never enough time,
Just like you used to say.
Here one moment,
Gone the next.
Now you walk above me
My arms are weak
Though I long to reach for you…

Tomorrow,
I’ll miss you
I’ll need you
I’ll love you
The wounds might heal
The bleeding may cease
But the scars will remain –
Rough, unsightly;
Big enough for all to see
That my soul’s forever changed,
My life forever altered.
I will still mourn
All the unspoken words
All the undeclared affections
All the lost opportunities
And all the times I assumed
You knew what I really felt.
I hope you do forgive me
So I can pardon myself..

The day after tomorrow
I’ll still miss you
I’ll still need you
I’ll still love you.
Your love was like none other
Stronger than this emptiness
Stronger than death.
I will await the day we reunite
The day when I can hold you
And never let you go…
When that day comes,
We will walk above together
Carefree like we dreamed
Never again to be parted.
When that day comes,
I will lie in peace wherever I rest
‘Cause a new journey will begin
Towards you, my heart, my home.
All the withered petals will bloom
All the tears replaced by smiles
All the hurt forgiven
All the love returned
Like never before…
Jack, I swear…


(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/67c3348f.jpg)


(265 words)
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Post by: mariez on June 05, 2007, 05:59:38 pm
.  . . .
Never did see Marla the Mystic after that first time. Know she was wrong, you know. Add up 19 and 19, and you get 38. Add that together and you get 11.  Add that and you get 2. Me 'n jack. 

cwby - I always look forward to your drabbles, and this one is ingenious! 




One of these days..

 . . . .
When that day comes,
I will lie in peace wherever I rest
‘Cause a new journey will begin
Towards you, my heart, my home.
All the withered petals will bloom
All the tears replaced by smiles
All the hurt forgiven
All the love returned
Like never before…
Jack, I swear…

Thanks for expressing my feelings so beautifully, M  . . . and giving me such a sense of peace, too. 

Marie
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Post by: Lumière on June 05, 2007, 06:23:31 pm

Thanks for expressing my feelings so beautifully, M  . . . and giving me such a sense of peace, too. 

Marie

 :-*
Cheers M!

I am glad the drabblefest picked up again these past days.
Thanks so much everyone!  :)
~M
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Post by: mariez on June 06, 2007, 12:28:11 pm
Thank you, Janice (ifyoucantfixit) for the inspiration for today's prompts!   :)



I am glad the drabblefest picked up again these past days.
Thanks so much everyone!  :)  ~M 

Ditto - I just noticed - only four more pages until we reach 100!  :)

Marie
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Post by: loneleeb3 on June 06, 2007, 01:15:01 pm
Quote
One of these days..

OMG! That was beautiful, sad and heartbreaking!

Quote
I will still mourn
All the unspoken words
All the undeclared affections
All the lost opportunities
And all the times I assumed
You knew what I really felt.
I hope you do forgive me
So I can pardon myself..

Such a heavy burden to bear!

Lucise, that was just beautiful! Thanks!


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 06, 2007, 02:01:25 pm
         Up on Mount Olympus (Brokeback) they walked, they rode, they laughed and made love.      
         They lived a dream of a lifetime.  It seemed like nothing bad could every touch them,       
         It was clean air and clear water, and good times to spend.  But fate made them come
         back to reality.  Joe Aguirre said "bring em down"  their hearts fell to the ground. 
         Then they knew that they were mere mortal, and had to face the real world of,
         fear, hate and condemnation.  Ennis held the fear, wrapped within his being. He could no
         more shed it than his own skin.  Jack broke, and pressed his heart within the pages of a
         pair of shirts.. Like pages of a book.  He continued to bring it out from time to time, and
         tried to read  again.   But he could no longer read the printed page....His heart was
        replaced within the pages.  Every time he tried to make it live...Ennis didnt want it....so
         "all they had was Brokeback"  the unearthly time on Olympus.  A time when they too
         lived with the gods.
 
         175 words
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Post by: Lumière on June 06, 2007, 03:58:46 pm
I am a lover of Mythology so I couldn't resist a dabble today! 
My mind occasionally goes weird places, so I hope this is not too bizarre..   ;)



Three Maidens...

She hums sweetly
Combing the tangled wool
Feeding her creaking spindle…
She starts to sing softly
Of things that are to be.
In a not so distant land,
A blue-eyed baby whimpers
Smiles into his mother’s eyes.
Soon he falls into sound sleep
Snug in her warm embrace…
His life thread spins
Round and round
Into the next maiden’s hands…

This maiden’s voice
Rings strong and steady
Her hands work quickly
Weaving soft and coarse threads
Into one solid cloth.
Her visions build the tapestry before her…
Three children sit around a table
Their hands folded, heads bowed.
A snowstorm rages outside
Covering two fresh graves
With a smooth, snowy white blanket.
The maiden ceases her singing;
She looks upon the snipped threads
In the cloth and hums a mellow tune…
The purple life thread stands out -
His had been a violent end
One the child had witnessed,
One that had marked his fate…
Forever.
The maiden resumes her song
Working busily on the cloth.
Then the youngest maiden hands it to her -
A line of coarse, bright red thread,
Destined to be the new weft of her loom.
She smiles and goes on a-weaving…
How the child has grown,
Tall, fair and tightly-woven
Like the threads in his cloth.
He holds the blue-eyed one in his heart,
The one whose vivid red thread dazzles
All over the boy’s cloth.
The maiden smiles…

The oldest maiden hums a sad tune
As she gazes upon her sisters’ efforts.
Her tunes make mellow music
Alongside the tireless voices
Of the overworked loom and rotating spindle.
She holds silver shears in both hands
And approaches a spinning wheel;
Her gaze rests upon the coarse thread.
The maiden at the loom bows her head
As silver shears descend upon
The bright red weft of her loom.
The maiden sighs…


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 06, 2007, 04:56:35 pm


      Milli  we have both hit the sad note in the mystic valley of mythology..I love it too.  However it seems it always ends on a sad note......or is it just me?
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Post by: mariez on June 06, 2007, 06:28:36 pm
         Up on Mount Olympus (Brokeback) they walked, they rode, they laughed and made love.      
         They lived a dream of a lifetime.  It seemed like nothing bad could every touch them,       
         It was clean air and clear water, and good times to spend.  But fate made them come
         back to reality.  Joe Aguirre said "bring em down"  their hearts hit the ground. 
         Then they knew that they were merely mortal, and had to face the real world of,
         fear, hate and condemnation.  Ennis held the fear, wrapped within his being. He could no
         more shed it than his own skin.  Jack broke, and pressed his heart within the pages of a
         pair of shirts.. Like pages of a book.  He continued to bring it out from time to time, and
         tried to read it again, but he could no longer read the printed page....His heart was
         placed within the pages every time he tried to make it live...Ennis didnt want it....so
         "all they had was Brokeback"  the unearthly time on Olympus.  A time when they too
         lived with the gods.
 
         175 words

Oh, that's excellent, Janice! - love the Mt. Olympus/Brokeback analogy - and the lines about Jack's heart within the pages of a pair of shirts are gorgeous!


I am a lover of Mythology so I couldn't resist a dabble today! 
My mind occasionally goes weird places, so I hope this is not too bizarre..   ;)


Three Maidens...

She hums sweetly
Combing the tangled wool
Feeding her creaking spindle…
 . . . . . 


I love Mythology, too - and I had vague thoughts of a spindle and shears but, wow, this is awesome - a Greek tragedy in four stanzas.  Brava, Milli!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 07, 2007, 12:38:39 pm
Happy Thursday drabblers and drabble fans!  How about:


Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 07, 2007, 12:49:01 pm
Credit for this goes to Diana Ossana and Larry McMurtry:

ENNIS

Then why don't you?! Why don't you let me be? It's because of you, Jack, that I'm like this. I'm nothin'. I'm nowhere.

(23 words)

L
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Post by: belbbmfan on June 07, 2007, 01:06:53 pm
Credit for this goes to Diana Ossana and Larry McMurtry:

ENNIS

Then why don't you?! Why don't you let me be? It's because of you, Jack, that I'm like this. I'm nothin'. I'm nowhere.

(23 words)

L

Oww, Leslie...


 :'(  :'(  :'(
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Post by: loneleeb3 on June 07, 2007, 01:09:50 pm
The Road to Nowhere:

We're going nowhere fast though nobody knows
This lonely road no one goes
I have you and you have me
but these dammned ghosts won't let us be
we get together then it's time to go
the aching in my heart even you don't know
My love I can not speak
the words fail me
the tears flow down my cheek
so together we'll travel
this road to nowhere as far as we can
there's no reigns on this one my lovely man.
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Post by: Lumière on June 07, 2007, 01:15:59 pm

Great prompts today!  Cheers Marie!   :)

The Road to Nowhere:


Sad and beautiful.
Cheers Lee.  :)


~M
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Post by: Lumière on June 07, 2007, 01:57:17 pm
I got a dabble too.. 
Sometimes sad is good, right?  :-\



You...

You strip me bare
Yet again
Like no one else can.
You leave me raw,
Exposed and wanting
With just a single word
Or a look in your eyes
Or touch you won’t give;
Yet you don’t even know it…

I stand on tiptoe
On the shaky bridge
That leads to you.
With every step forward
I take a step back.
I can’t close the gap.
When will I arrive?
When will my feet land
On your solid ground?

I am on a threshold –
It’s you or nothingness.
Surely you know that,
It must be clear.
Yet you strip me bare
With a few simple words
That hurt like hell.
I must love the pain
‘Cause I can’t keep away,
I can’t seem to fight..
I keep coming back for more…


(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/Dbls/2e622ff6.jpg)





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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 07, 2007, 02:11:58 pm
         There was a knocking on the door of the little trailer...The one with number 17 on the box.  The man opened the door to see who might be calling on him so late at night.    When he opened the door he found
no one there.  "Hunh", he said.  I thought i heard a knock.  He picked up his beer from the counter where he had placed it on the way to the door, and slouched toward the old worn down chair...  He slumped down and let out an exausted squash of air.  ehheehm  it was getting late, and still he sat, just looking but not seeing the figures that moved on the tv screen, with no sound.  There was too much sound in his head to hear anything on the television.
          He remembered the words his daughter had said.."Daddy, you need more furniture."  He thought about what his answer had been, and thought it should have been.  "When you aint got nobody you dont need nothing."  And " when you aint got nobody, you dont go nowhere."  But he knew the look in her eyes,
he had seen it often enough...In Jack's deep blue eyes.  She was so disappointed, and heartbroke, he knew he had to do something  different for her...So he agreed and "remarked about how his little girl would be getting married"  and let her know he would go to the wedding.  It was a choice he would never regret.    The knock at the door came again, and when he went to see who was there, this time he knew it was Jack, even though he could neither see nor hear him.  He passed by silently and lay on the bed.  Only the breeze was cold and sharp, like he remembered from the time on the mountain hideaways, they returned to, each time they had the chance..    Ennis undressed and lay upon the  little bed, and felt at peace as he fell asleep.
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Post by: loneleeb3 on June 07, 2007, 02:16:28 pm
Ok Janice! You and Lucise  are not helping me to stop cryin!
Those were both great! Sad, but great.
That Picture Lucise  just tears me up! :'(

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 07, 2007, 03:27:16 pm


          Lee I am so glad to see you posting here....wonderful..sorrry about the tears
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Post by: mariez on June 07, 2007, 06:20:21 pm
Credit for this goes to Diana Ossana and Larry McMurtry:

ENNIS

Then why don't you?! Why don't you let me be? It's because of you, Jack, that I'm like this. I'm nothin'. I'm nowhere.

(23 words)


Damn, Leslie, you read my mind. That is the exact "nowhere" that inspired the prompts.   :'(  Where's the "rip my heart out and stomp all over it" emoticon?   


The Road to Nowhere:
 . . . .
so together we'll travel
this road to nowhere as far as we can
there's no reigns on this one my lovely man.

Aww, Lee - that's the best kind of sad - bittersweet and touching.  I hope to see more of your drabbles!


I got a dabble too.. 
Sometimes sad is good, right?  :-\

You...
 . . . .
I am on a threshold –
It’s you or nothingness.
Surely you know that,
It must be clear.
Yet you strip me bare
With a few simple words
That hurt like hell.
I must love the pain
‘Cause I can’t keep away,
I can’t seem to fight..
I keep coming back for more…

Yes, sometimes sad is good -and in this case it's very, very good. 


. . . .   "When you aint got nobody you dont need nothing."  And " when you aint got nobody, you dont go nowhere." 

 . . .  Ennis undressed and lay upon the  little bed, and felt at peace as he fell asleep.

Janice, you are really on a roll with brilliant drabbles!  What great turns of phrase . . . thanks for leaving us with a peaceful Ennis. 

Thanks again,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on June 07, 2007, 07:09:55 pm
You are a sweetheart, Marie!  ;)
Thanks for the inspiring prompts you left today!!

Thanks drabblers!  :)
~M
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Post by: Lumière on June 08, 2007, 12:01:17 pm
Hello all... :)

This thread is almost at 100 pages of pure drabble goodness ... wonderful, isn't it?  Let's keep it going.
Anyway, I come bearing rather suggestive prompts..  ;)

* wet and sticky
* a run-out horse
* rolling his own


Have fun!

~M
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on June 08, 2007, 12:24:41 pm
Dreams 1983

Ennis's: Glad ya stayed fer a swim Ennis?

Sure am Jack, sun sure feels good, warm on these rocks.

Don't it though.

Guess I otta head up fer the sheep now, been here way to long already.

Alright then... Ennis you gonna...you know...wa...ya got....

Nah...it's alright, 'sides waters to cold. You?

Me neither.

Gotta get.

Ennis , ya mind...ya mind if I hitch up the mules and ride up awhile?

Not a bit.


Jacks:
Sleeping on yer feet like a horse.

Mmmm......

Hmmmm...hmmmmmm...mmmmm...My mama used to sing that to me
Hmmmmm......
I gotta go....Jack....

Mmm..

Jack...I...I love you...Jack.

I...I love you to Ennis.


 (http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/BBM/3cf2036d.jpg)
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on June 08, 2007, 04:26:45 pm
Dreams 1983

Ennis's: Glad ya stayed fer a swim Ennis?

Sure am Jack, sun sure feels good, warm on these rocks.

Don't it though.

Guess I otta head up fer the sheep now, been here way to long already.

Alright then... Ennis you gonna...you know...wa...ya got....

Nah...it's alright, 'sides waters to cold. You?

Me neither.

Gotta get.

Ennis , ya mind...ya mind if I hitch up the mules and ride up awhile?

Not a bit.


Jacks:
Sleeping on yer feet like a horse.

Mmmm......

Hmmmm...hmmmmmm...mmmmm...My mama used to sing that to me
Hmmmmm......
I gotta go....Jack....

Mmm..

Jack...I...I love you...Jack.

I...I love you to Ennis.


(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/Tent1983.jpg)

Beautiful, just beautiful!  :)
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Post by: Lumière on June 08, 2007, 05:15:19 pm
I got a silly, naughty lil drabble.. It's friday, pls humour me.. :P


Roll yours, I'll roll mine...


It was a calm summer evening when Jack dismounted his mare and walked listlessly towards the campfire.  Ennis was sitting on the ground in front of the tent, busy with something.  Jack lit up when he saw Ennis sitting there.  His eyes lingered on Ennis’ bare chest and followed the little trail of fine hairs that eventually disappeared into the front of his unzipped jeans.  Jack smiled and approached Ennis.

“Whut’re ya doin’?” Jack asked, suddenly stopping.

“Whut does it look like, Jack?”

“You’re rolling your own?” he asked in surprise.  “I thought…” he paused and watched Ennis, “I thought ya liked the way I did it..”

“I do Jack, but it always ends up short.  I like ‘em longer..”

“Ya never said anything before..” Jack replied, looking hurt.

“I ain’t big on complainin’ Jack. Ya know that.  Bitchin’ an’ whinin’ are your department,” he said, smiling crookedly.  Jack continued to watch him quietly.

“Come on, Jack…ya know how pissy ya git when I tell ya whut to do!  I like the way I do it better..” he looked up at Jack pleadingly.

“Fuck, whatever.  From now on, I’ll roll my own joints, you roll yours!” he shook his head and walked into the tent.

“See!  I knew you’d git pissy about it!”  Ennis laughed.  “Jack fuckin’ Twist,” he mumbled, before licking the paper edge on his last smoke.


(230 words)
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Post by: mariez on June 08, 2007, 05:59:50 pm
Dreams 1983

Ennis's:  . . . .

Ennis , ya mind...ya mind if I hitch up the mules and ride up awhile?

Not a bit.


Jacks:  . . .

Jack...I...I love you...Jack.

I...I love you to Ennis.   

Ahh .... those are the kind of beautiful dreams you wish would never end . . . and thanks for that picture, Mark -  it makes me happy and breaks my heart at the same time.


I got a silly, naughty lil drabble.. It's friday, pls humour me.. :P
 . . . .

“You’re rolling your own?” he asked in surprise.  “I thought…” he paused and watched Ennis, “I thought ya liked the way I did it..” 

 :laugh: :laugh:  I knew we were in for a treat when I saw those prompts!  You're one of a kind, ya know that, M? (that's a very good thing, btw!   ;) )

Closing in on page 100 . . .

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 08, 2007, 07:06:32 pm
        Jack was jumping off the mare, with his heart racing.. He quivvered like a run-out horse His entire
body lurching toward Ennis and the longing coursing his veins.  He was tired of rolling his own on the long nights in the tent.  It smelled something awful, and the night breeze could no longer  assuage the odor, that smell like "cat piss or worse."  Jack smiled at Ennis and the corners of his mouth turned up in the way that he had of just letting it grow slowly and then turn into a full out blazing star. defiant and heart warming laugh.  Ennis was one least capable of resisting that beauty of his.  Jack knew the effect he had on Ennis went straight to his groin.  He smirked shyly as he watched Ennis squirm in his tight jeans.  Jack loved watching him as he got riled..As hard as he tried Ennis could not resist the magnetic surge he felt, everytime Jack looked that way at him...But they both knew he would give in. As he always did.
         "You wanta eat, or ya wanta fuck."  'Or do you wanta fuck, and eat.  At the same time?"  Jack playfully asked.  Ennis made his customary "hunh" and grabbed Jack to him and said, "you have a bad mouth
Jack Fu..ing Twist."  "You like my bad mouth friend?"  "Yeah I do, I do"
          Later they lay in the quiet tent, and Jack asked again, "You still like my bad mouth?"   "Yeah more'n
ever now.  I like the things you say with it.  And I like even more what you can do with it boy."
      photo courtesy of our own lucise

             (http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb162/ifyoucantfixit/2a7340fe.jpg)
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Post by: mariez on June 08, 2007, 07:15:11 pm
        Jack was jumping off the mare, with his heart racing.. He quivvered like a run-out horse His entire body lurching toward Ennis and the longing coursing his veins. 
. . . . Later they lay in the quiet tent, and Jack asked again, "You still like my bad mouth?"   "Yeah more'n ever now.  I like the things you say with it.  And I like even more what you can do with it boy."

Woo Hoo - love it, Janice!  You got my heart racing, too!  (and you brought us to page 98  :)).

Marie

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Post by: mariez on June 08, 2007, 07:23:30 pm
Coconuts


"What the hell is this?"

"What?"

"This wet sticky stuff all over the bedroll, dumbass."

"Now who's the dumbass – what the hell you think it is!" 

"Naw – it's not . .. . .this smells like . .  . I don't know . . . some kind of fruit or sumpin."

"Oh ….....  no, that's not fruit – coconut, it smells like coconut."

"Coconut ain't a fruit?"

"Grows on those big palm trees in Hawaii or sumpin."

"Yeah grows on trees –like FRUIT"!

"Oh.  Yeah.  Never really thought about it before – but it smells good, don't it?" 

"I dunno – you ever gonna tell me what the hell it is or you gonna go on all night about coconuts and fruit and shit?" 

"It's sunscreen lotion."

"Sunscreen? .. . . . for what?"

"For your pale white ass, dumbass.  Don't you remember what happened last time?  Shit, I couldn't sit still for a week!"

"Oh. Yeah."

"Okay, then, drop 'em, cowboy – I'll do you and you do me.  Deal?"

"Sun's been down for three hours, dumbass."

"Don't matter – now I've got a hankering for coconut."

~~~~~~~~~~
182 words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 08, 2007, 08:30:08 pm


        Love that Marie...so cute,,,now ya got me wantin some cocanut too.       :laugh:
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Post by: Lumière on June 08, 2007, 08:45:20 pm
         "You wanta eat, or ya wanta fuck."  'Or do you wanta fuck, and eat.  At the same time?"  Jack playfully asked.  Ennis made his customary "hunh" and grabbed Jack to him and said, "you have a bad mouth Jack Fu..ing Twist." 

Well, I'll be...  ;D.  Loved that!  Cheers Janice!


Coconuts

"What the hell is this?"
...

 :laugh:
Thanks for the laugh Marie!  Love it when you drabble!

Quite the colorful drabble day today, aint it?   8)

Cheers!
~M
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 09, 2007, 07:15:11 pm


        Since I have never given the prompts
        try these

        Handle
        Coyotes tail
        dirty jeans


       
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 09, 2007, 07:16:25 pm
Thank you, Janice! Let's see how those prompts inspire the drabblers today and this evening...

L
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Post by: mariez on June 10, 2007, 11:19:11 am
Great prompts, Janice!  I'm inspired - be back in a bit!   :D

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 10, 2007, 12:16:16 pm
Wash Day

Riverton, Wyoming
June 29, 1967

The basket seemed heavy that day, although it was filled with the same assortment of laundry she did every week.  She shifted it in her arms as she walked listlessly down the stairs and pushed the door of the laundromat open with her elbow.  It was quiet at this time of the afternoon and she was thankful for that, not in the mood for small talk or gossip. She set the basket down on the table and reached for the dirty jeans, automatically emptying the pockets.  A crumpled dollar bill, two quarters, a nickel ……. she stared hard at the matchbook in her hand, the words "Motel Siesta" becoming blurred from the intensity of her gaze.  She let the matchbook drop slowly to the table, the weight of it suddenly too much to bear.


Childress, Texas
June 29, 1967

She placed the album on the turntable and turned the volume up.  "How about The Rolling Stones, Bobby?"  The baby smiled up at her from his playpen, already clapping his pudgy hands. "Looks like you've got Momma's taste in music," she laughed as she turned to the laundry basket and reached for the dirty jeans, automatically emptying the pockets.  A crumpled dollar bill, two quarters, a nickel, and a matchbook.  She put the money aside and tossed the matchbook in the ashtray, singing along with the album, "….let's spend the night together, now I need you more than ever . . . . "

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250 words

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Post by: fernly on June 10, 2007, 12:31:33 pm
Beautiful, Marie, just beautiful. I love the parallel structure, and every detail you've chosen tells so much.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 10, 2007, 12:31:40 pm
              

         i didnt get the chance to do one yesterday so i will use my prompts from then.

        Ennis clung to the handle of the old coffee pot.  It was the one he used to use when him and Jack went to
the back of beyond.  Much of the blue had chipped off.  There were almost as many black spots as white it
seemed.  But it was his.
         Alma Jr, said "daddy, why don't you throw that old pot away.  Get you a new one.  You've had that
thing forever.  It's all beat up and dented.  Got so much of the speckeled blue chipped off.  You can't tell if it's supposed to be blue or black."  He just looked
at the pot, and said, "nuhuh, I just want this one.  I like it just fine.  It makes the best coffee in the world."
Besides I like the color."

125 wds
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 10, 2007, 12:35:51 pm


        Marie, i loved your drabbles, now you have to get used to the gushing coming your way...Very excellent use of the prompts.  Excellent...bravo
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 10, 2007, 12:51:45 pm



        Ennis shot the coyote, ''with balls on em the size o apples.''  He cut off the tail, and stuck some feathers he had found around the campsite where he pitched the pup last night he was up here.  He placed it on a stick he pounded into the hard ground.  He now had a totem.  Would it succeed in scaring the coyotes away?
Or would it just make the nights up here go slower now, without them dam coyotes to occupy his long
nights?

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 10, 2007, 12:59:29 pm

        They both had dirty jeans.  They had wrestled around, after Ennis had smacked Jack on the butt with the shirt and Jack wrestled him down to the soft ground.  They didn't care, not one bit.  One of them would have to spend a good portion of his morning washing those dirty tell tail signs out of their jeans.  but It would just be a necessary result of one more of their love in the bright sunshine of the mountain.  What they didn't know, and what would not wash away, was that they had been seen.

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Post by: mariez on June 10, 2007, 09:35:03 pm
Thank you so much for the kind words, Fern!  And speaking of Lureen... I'm missing "Quicksilver" . . . (hint, hint)  :)


Thanks, Janice - and talk about great use of prompts . . .:

        Ennis clung to the handle of the old coffee pot.  . . .

I like it just fine.  It makes the best coffee in the world."  Besides I like the color."
Funny how the description of a coffeepot can have such an effect on me.   :(


        Ennis shot the coyote, ''with balls on em the size o apples.''  He cut off the tail, and stuck some feathers he had found around the campsite where he pitched the pup last night he was up here.  He placed it on a stick he pounded into the hard ground.  He now had a totem.  Would it succeed in scaring the coyotes away?
Or would it just make the nights up here go slower now, without them dam coyotes to occupy his long nights?

This is so great and so original - we don't hear much about Ennis's time alone . . .

  . . .  What they didn't know, and what would not wash away, was that they had been seen. 

Another excellent original - it bothers me that he saw them, not only because of the privacy of their feelings, but because his small mind was not a worthy witness.   >:(


Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 11, 2007, 06:56:48 am
Good morning everyone,

Try these:


Leslie
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Post by: mariez on June 11, 2007, 02:12:20 pm
Forget-Me-Not

It was just six inches of white ribbon, but it caught his eye as he was digging in his pocket for change.  It stood out among the jumble of cheap plastic hair clips and doodads, pinks and purples and reds.  He rubbed it gently between his thumb and forefinger, the silky smoothness reminding him of her hair. 

He laid it on the seat of his truck as he shoved his cigarettes in his pocket, anxious to be on his way.  Would he be there already, setting up camp?  He smiled at the thought and pressed hard on the accelerator, turning sharply onto the road. 

The six inches of white silk ribbon never made it out of the parking lot of the general store, flying out of the window of the speeding truck and landing gently in a bed of forget-me-nots. 

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140 words
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 11, 2007, 10:09:07 pm
So what's a Drabble and how do you play the game?


Susie (http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_1_201.gif)

Three prompts are posted, usually every day (although we have been sporadic lately). A drabble is 100 to 300 words, written in response to one or more of the prompts. The drabble should be BBM related (although the Creative Writer's Corner, some folks have posted non-BBM drabbles, in response to the prompts).

The drabblefest has been going on since January 31, 2007 and there has been some really great writing...

Send me a PM if you have more specific questions. Have fun!

Leslie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 12, 2007, 02:46:52 am
                 


                 
The six inches of white silk ribbon never made it out of the parking lot of the general store, flying out of the window of the speeding truck and landing gently in a bed of forget-me-nots. 

 I love that drabble Marie..It was so dear...                                                                  janice
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 12, 2007, 02:58:49 am


             Jack and Ennis always leave each other with sad hearts.  They never can say the fond farewell
most friends  have when parting.  Their hearts are always raw and hurting.  They try not to look on each others face, they talk in hushed tones.  They look at the river, they watch the clouds roll by.  No thrill of
last minute talk.  Its only sorrow, and longing. They talk about the place they are headed.  Jack to Lightning
flat.  Ennis on to work tomorrow.  But they never say what is in their heart.  It lies on the air like the heat radiating from asphalt.  Unreal, but seen, ripples of pain as a rock thrown to a lake.  It marrys their life
to their constant longing.  They never say love, they never say hate.  They just wait.  Then see ya round.
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 12, 2007, 07:13:09 am
Hey Susie, welcome to the drabblefest!

Looks like you understand what drabbling is all about. Thanks for your contribution!

Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 12, 2007, 07:14:53 am
Hey everyone,

Let's try these for today:


Have fun,

L
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Post by: mariez on June 12, 2007, 12:12:51 pm
. .  . .
The expression in her sad eyes spoke volumes to him, full of love and acceptance.  She understood that his heart belonged elsewhere, that there was a wide wide river between what he had and what he truly wanted.   . . . 

Welcome to the drabblefest, Susie!  I loved your drabble - way to go with using all the prompts!- and I always enjoy seeing the bond between Junior and Ennis.  More, please!   :)



 . . . . .  It lies on the air like the heat radiating from asphalt.   . . .

You nailed that, Janice! Love this line in particular - great imagery.

We're closing in on page 100 . . .

Thanks,
Marie

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Post by: MaineWriter on June 12, 2007, 12:59:29 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
June 2007

Jack took a handful of pistachio nuts and passed the bowl to Ennis, who absent-mindedly shelled them and popped them into his mouth. He looked down at the bowl and then smiled at Jack. “Remember when pistachios used ta be red?”

“Sure do. That was the only way ya could buy em.”

“What happened to em? They’re all just plain now.”

Jack shrugged. “Who knows? Mebbe they decided the red dye would give ya cancer or somethin’. Or mebbe people were allergic.”

“So much worryin’ ‘bout fuckin’ food. Didn’t used to be like that in the old days. Just ate what was given to ya.”

Jack chuckled. “Remember those red hot dogs up in Maine? The one’s Jenny called ‘cancer causin’ franks’?”

Ennis looked puzzled for a minute, then recognition broke across his face. “Oh yeah, those were the weirdest fuckin’ hot dogs I ever did see. Tasted regular but they were as red as…as red as…” Ennis paused, trying to think of something that was equally as red.

“As red as pistachios used ta be?” Jack prompted.

Ennis chuckled. “Yeah, mebbe that’s it. Whatever happened ta red food, anyway?”

“Are we talkin’ in circles, En?”

“I think we are. Ya want some more nuts?”

“You know the kind a nuts I like,” said Jack with a wink.

(225 words)

(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h243/lnicoll/red20hot20dogs.jpg)

L
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 12, 2007, 01:05:43 pm


            Very funny, Leslie.  Cute and funny.
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Post by: outrider on June 12, 2007, 01:35:46 pm
   He had come here to bid a fond farewell.  He would place the bouquet of small ribbon flowers, each made of six inches of white silk ribbon, on the grave. 

   But still Jack's death spread out before him like a wide, wide river.  No closure here. No closure.

   "Shouldn't'a come, Jack.  Sorry, Jack.  Shouldn't'a come."

   Feeling a hand on his shoulder, he turned to see only the rolling, welling plain. 

   "You did good, Ennis.  You did good."  A voice said from thin air.

   It was a long time till he could see well enough through the tears to drive again.

   "Maybe I should'a, then." he thought.

   He decided there and then to get his horse and trailer and return to Brokeback. 

   Sitting on the log beside the fire, tent up and camp all arranged, he sensed Jack sit beside him.  He didn't look, he knew he wouldn't see anything there. 

   "Thanks for coming back here Ennis."

   "I miss you Jack.  I miss you like hell."

   "Don't be missin' me.  I'm not gone."

   "But I can't see you."

   "Yes you can.  Just not like before."

   "Not the same, Jack, not the same."

   "Nothin's the same, Cowboy.  Nothing stays the same."

   "Yeah, I s'pose.  I want to hold you.  I want you to hold me."

   "I am holdin' you, Cowboy...  all this time, I've been holdin'."

   "Yeah?"

   "Yeah...  You shouldn't drink so much Ennis.  That's takin' you away from your girls."

   "Yeah, well, it just hurts so damn much."

   "That's why I come.  I'm here.  I will be.  Just call out to me... and talk to me."

   "Not the same, Jack."

   "We b'n through this, Cowboy, nothing stays the same."

   "Yeah."

   "Tell you what.  Lets stay here for as long as you want and then we'll take this place with us."

   "Whut?"

   "When you want to go, we'll take what we have always had here with us.  J'st you an' me.  Deal?"

   "Deal?"

   "When we left before we left 'us' here...  We tried to get 'us' and did from time to time.  But now we can take 'us' with us, Cowboy.  We are always together now."

   "I wish... I could just hold ya."

   "Yeah, but y'know?  When you pass too, it'll be better than it ever was, Cowboy.  Better than it ever was."

   "Yeah?"

   "Oh yeah." 
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 12, 2007, 03:37:28 pm
Very cute and funny Mainewriter .... and what's with the sausages?  They are the weirdest colour sausages I''ve ever seen!


They are a Maine "delicacy." I don't think they are sold in any other state in the US.

L
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Post by: mariez on June 12, 2007, 04:31:37 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
June 2007

Jack took a handful of pistachio nuts and passed the bowl to Ennis, who absent-mindedly shelled them and popped them into his mouth. He looked down at the bowl and then smiled at Jack. “Remember when pistachios used ta be red?”

“Sure do. That was the only way ya could buy em.” .....

Lazy L J&E!!!  You've made my day, L!   :D  So funny - as soon as I saw "pistachio nuts" I thought of red fingers!  And, yes, your Maine "delicacy" looks. . . . interesting!  LOL!!


. . . . .
   "When you want to go, we'll take what we have always had here with us.  J'st you an' me.  Deal?"

Outrider, that was lovely!  I hope to see more of you writing! 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 12, 2007, 04:38:36 pm



CONGRATULATIONS, DRABBLERS!  100 GREAT PAGES!!!





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Post by: Lumière on June 12, 2007, 05:03:27 pm

We did it!!

100 pages of
Brokeback Drabble Goodness...

(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/40d5c00b.gif)
(Thanks to Marl for capturing this beautiful sunset and for letting me use it.. :) )


Cheers to all drabblers, readers and Leslie for starting this thread.
And special thanks to our very own Marie - it certainly ain't no little thing you do for us here.   :)

Cheers!
~M



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Post by: Cameron on June 12, 2007, 09:06:52 pm
(Congrats, on 100 pages, drabblers.  Here's one,.... continuation of 'The Neighbor')


Holding On

(August 1985)
Ennis felt like he was hung over.  Even though he didn’t have much to drink, just not enough sleep.  He looked over at Tom, who was sitting beside him, outside the trailer.  Tom was calmly eating pistachio nuts, staring off into the distance.  The sun was setting, the night was still hot.  Ennis closed his eyes.

“You sleepin’?” Tom asked.

“Naw, just thinkin’” Ennis replied.

It was two days and nights since he went back to Tom.  Two days and nights of warm, strong hands and hot sparks.  Ennis opened his eyes.  The sky was ablaze.

“Thinkin’ of what?”  Tom asked  “You wanna know what I’m thinking of?”

Ennis looked at him, but didn’t reply.  He looked back at the glowing sky.

Tom laughed.  “You wanna go back inside?” he asked, with a glint in his eye.

Ennis looked back at him.  Two days and nights that almost made him forget.  But it made him remember more too.  Suddenly some music came floating towards them from one of the farthest trailers.   “Don’t stop believing, hold on to the feeling…”

Ennis suddenly gasped for breath.   It instantly came back to him, the last time he heard that song, on Jack’s tinny, crackling radio.  The one that could barely pick up a station, that he brought on the last few trips.  Ennis never knew why.

“So, ya comin’ back inside?”  Tom asked again.

Ennis didn’t answer, he looked back up at the sky.

(245 words)
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 13, 2007, 07:35:43 am
Good morning all,

How about these prompts:


L
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 13, 2007, 01:37:27 pm



              The operator interrupted the conversation.  Jack said'' Ennis?''  There was a pause,'' you ok, cowboy?"  Ennis just lowered his voice,  ''thats the last thirty cents in my pocket Jack.  gotta go..''  ''Ennis,
Ennis.''  Huuuuuuuuummmmmn the line was dead.


 37 wds
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 13, 2007, 01:44:03 pm
          CONGRATULATIONS ITS BEEN A GREAT RIDE..


                        THANKS FOR EVERY LITTLE WORD, AND DRABBLE.t
                                 

                                    THANKS;  to all who have contributed, and to all who have left comments.
                                                   to the short stories, and poems, and the tiny drabbles..I love
                                                   this thread..\

                                                THANKS TO LESLIE FOR STARTING IT..
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Post by: mariez on June 13, 2007, 06:54:13 pm
(Congrats, on 100 pages, drabblers.  Here's one,.... continuation of 'The Neighbor')
     . . . .
Ennis looked back at him.  Two days and nights that almost made him forget.  But it made him remember more too. . . . .

Beautifully expressed, Marl. And congratulations to you!  I just noticed that you've reached 1,000 posts!  :)  Hope to see more of Ennis and Tom.



              The operator interrupted the conversation.  Jack said'' Ennis?''  There was a pause,'' you ok, cowboy?"  Ennis just lowered his voice,  ''thats the last thirty cents in my pocket Jack.  gotta go..''  ''Ennis,
Ennis.''  Huuuuuuuuummmmmn the line was dead.

 37 wds 

I love these short ones, Janice!  You really packed a punch in 37 words.

Marie

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Post by: Cameron on June 13, 2007, 07:17:54 pm
Thank you so much, Marie.  BTW, I just loved your latest drabbles. :D

Janice, excellent mini drabble!!! :)
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Post by: Cameron on June 13, 2007, 11:26:25 pm


Getting Up

(August 1985)
“So you're goin’ to come inside?  Tom asked again.  “I really want ya to.”

Ennis just looked at him with vacant eyes. “I think I’m just goin’ to go to bed, I gotta get some sleep”  he said quietly, almost in a whisper.

“You sure?  Fine, suit yourself.”  Tom said, and sighed, a soft exasperated sigh.

“You know, I just wish you’d once and for all just make up your mind, a couple of days we’re together, and then your gone again”  he said, looking right at Ennis  “Maybe you just need to move on.” 

Ennis stared at him, his eyes were no longer vacant, but were suddenly full of fire.

“Just cause I want to sleep in my bed one night, and I get this from you now” he said, getting up out of the chair.

“You know, I’ve been……”  Tom said sharply, but then he suddenly stopped.  His eyes softened, and his voice became low.   He paused, then said softly “it’s just that I worry about you, man.  How long have we known each other now?  Months, and you keep takin’ steps back.  There’s a whole wide world out there, if it’s not goin to be me, then someone else, but I just can’t stand to think of you all alone, in that shitty little trailer.”  He grew silent, then looked at Ennis with a sly smile.  “But that was some time we had, sure hope its goin’ to be me.”

Ennis sat back down.  He looked at the ground.  Then he looked up at the sky, all dark now with the twinking stars.  He faced Tom, with his twinkling deep blue eyes.

“Sometimes….. Sometimes I feel like, I dunno, like I just fallen, and I can’t get up, even if I try…..  Just all of a sudden….you know.”  Ennis said with a quiver in his voice.

“But I’m here now, to help you up.”  Tom said.  Then he stood up, walked over to Ennis and took him into his strong arms….  “It’s time to get up now”  Tom murmured, as he buried his face in the nape of Ennis’ neck……
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 14, 2007, 07:46:41 am
Good morning everyone,

Try these prompts today:


Have fun!

L
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Post by: mariez on June 14, 2007, 08:04:19 pm

Getting Up

 . . . “Sometimes….. Sometimes I feel like, I dunno, like I just fallen, and I can’t get up, even if I try…..  Just all of a sudden….you know.”  Ennis said with a quiver in his voice.

“But I’m here now, to help you up.”  Tom said.  Then he stood up, walked over to Ennis and took him into his strong arms….  “It’s time to get up now”  Tom murmured, as he buried his face in the nape of Ennis’ neck…… 

I love the honesty of this drabble, Marl.  Ennis's torment is a perfect fit for that prompt.  Great job. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 14, 2007, 08:13:06 pm


Little Bits

Lightning Flat, Wyoming
September 15, 1953

"Are we done yet, momma?" Jack was hopping from foot to foot, anxious to be done.  He had been helping his momma paint his old chest of drawers for what seemed like hours.

"Not quite, honey," she pointed with her brush to the back of the chest.   "We've got a little bit of paint left and we might as well use it up – every little bit counts, you know." 

"Yes, ma'am." Jack sighed as he picked up his brush. It looked good to him. What was the point of painting the back of the chest that no one would see? 


Sage, Wyoming
September 15, 1953

"It don't look right, momma."  Ennis was standing back, looking at the chest of drawers they had been painting.  "The back is a different color now."

Mrs. Del Mar smiled at the serious look on her son's face as he inspected his handiwork. "Well, there's a little paint left in the can, and there's no sense in wasting it, we might as well make every little bit count, don’t you think?"

"Yes, ma'am," Ennis said, reaching purposefully for his brush. 

~~~~~~~~
193 words
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Post by: cathyinaz on June 14, 2007, 11:20:37 pm
I wish I could write, but alas it is not one of my talents.

I really love this thread and I thank all the authors for sharing their special gift with us.  BIG HUGS!
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Post by: Cameron on June 14, 2007, 11:58:15 pm
Thank you, Marie. Your kind words always mean so much to me. :)

Thank you also for another wonderful dual-drabble.
I am so glad you starting writing too. :)

Thank you, Cathy, I am so glad you have been enjoying the drabbles.

But I'd bet you could write fine ones too. :)

Marl
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Post by: Front-Ranger on June 15, 2007, 07:03:58 am
19

Both were just 19 when they first laid eyes on each other by the old office trailer in Signal.

19 miles they were driven from signal to the drop off point the next day, to begin the summer hearding sheep.

19 hours later, sheep pastured, camp set up, the two fell into a deep sleep side by side in a canvas tent. In the days  that followed two young men came into an easy, familar campanionship each would only know with the other, campfire stories of bull riding, tails of growing up orphaned,raised by an older brother and sister who now had lives of their own .

On the 19th day one man returned to camp to find the other gone not returning from packing in supplies. No sign of him, the minutes and hours passed by, a well of fear rose to the one by the fire only slightly tempered by the whisky, on the brink of tears, something bad must have happen to keep the one so steady away. Hours after dark the exhale of the horses breath is heard with the hoofs on the ground and a gentle command to halt. With a voice almost shaking one spoke "Where the hell ya been? Came down fron the sheep...no supper?" and then he saw the bloodied face of his friend. "What the hell happened Ennis?" A rag was soaked in hot water offered for comfort. "Came upon a bear is what happen'd...mule scatteered...lost most of the food....beans 'bout all we got." An elk was shot the next morning, that nite much hungered for sustanence eaten in conforting silence side by side in the lite of the fire.

19 days and 11 more from the time they met, a cold nite by the fire, singing songs of the Pentecost, shared bottle of whisky, the herder proclaimed it was too late to ride to the sheep...sleep by the fire against warnings of "You'll freeze your ass of once that fire dies down."  later shivering to the bone his friend called out. "Ennis...quit yer hammerein' 'n get you ass in here!" On that cold nite each found new life in the other, hardly imagined before by either.

19 years, almost 20 would bring on the last time the pair of men would ever meet. Reunited by a five cent postcard four years after that summer, the two men would meet two mosly three times a year, one asking for the sweet life together, the other saying it just can't be but wishing for it just as much.

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/JackEnnishorses-1.jpg)


At lasat I found the famous "19"! Reading it is a beautiful way to start my day...I'm gonna read it again on the 19th!! Hope you are having a good sojourn, jp...

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Post by: mariez on June 15, 2007, 12:41:48 pm
Happy Friday, all - popping in with some prompts:


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 15, 2007, 01:44:19 pm
          Ennis paid the cashier.  Walked over to the table, and pulled the worn wooden chair out, and sat.  He was
still wanting something else, after his meal of mac n cheese, at the bus station diner.  He picked up the
fork, and wondered about the job he had done today.. The one he had to finish tomorrow.  Those old
fence lines had to be finished before the winter feeding started.  Jack had been on his mind all day.  He
would never be able to get the vision out of his mind.  That last day at the trailhead.  The big fight.  Not that it was that different from the ones they had had before.  But somehow it seemed more painful than the
others.  His gut still ached when he thought on it.  He sighed, before taking another bite of the pie.  The crust was like he liked it.  Nice and crispy. dry and not soggy.  All in all it was ok.   I don't know how i can get off again in August, I was right about Stoddamier not wanting to let any hands get time off...He hadn't even bothered to ask, cause Fred Talley had asked and was given a no! In no uncertain terms. He didn't want to be responsible for losing his own job now. He still had a few more months of child support.
          He refocused on his pie.  Dammit Jack.   I sure hope you ain't gonna be too mad at me when I drop you that card, lettin you know it will for sure be September for i can get out there again.  He heard someone enter the side door of the station and saw the slim young lady with blond hair, accompanied by a tall cowboy.
He glanced up and saw when she turned, It was Cassie!!  She saw him.  Said something to her companion.  Turned and marched in his direction.

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Post by: Cameron on June 15, 2007, 09:11:06 pm
The Stream of Moonlight

(August 1985)
Ennis rolled over and looked at the clock. It was 3:00 AM.  He looked at Tom, asleep beside him.  He had a look of peace on his face, with a little hint of a smile.  Ennis sighed.  He hadn’t planned on staying with Tom.  He wanted to go back to his trailer, and try to get some sleep, in his own bed.  But it just happened, and he was here with Tom.

Ennis rolled over and faced the window.  The moonlight was streaming in, breaking up as it reached him.  He knew there would be no more sleep.  He got up and went to the door and stepped outside.  The night was clear, the stars were sparkling, the moon was full and bright.  It all came rushing back.

“Hey, where are you, Ennis, you still here?” Tom called, his voice drowsy and deep.

“Yeah, I’m here” Ennis heard himself saying.  He looked at the moon once again, felt the pain suddenly growing within him.  But he closed the door and went back the bed.

Tom’s hands were on his back, moving slowly up and down, then from side to side.

“That was somethin’ else” Tom said huskily, and Ennis could feel his warm lips moving with his hands.  He closed his eyes and imagined that the hands were the familiar ones he so longed for.

“You know, when I’m with you, I ain’t responsible for anything I do” Tom said and laughed.

Ennis opened his eyes and looked at the stream of moonlight, the hands were now all over him.  He lay back down, into Tom’s arms, but he still saw the shining moon and the sparkling stars before his eyes.

(284 words)
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Post by: mariez on June 15, 2007, 11:20:33 pm
......His gut still ached when he thought on it. . . . .

Yep, mine does too.   :(


. . . .  He lay back down, into Tom’s arms, but he still saw the shining moon and the sparkling stars before his eyes. 

Every time he looks up at those stars I can hear him telling Jack that he's sending up a prayer of thanks . . . . :'(   I hope Ennis can find his way through all his conflicting emotions.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 16, 2007, 07:56:35 am
Hello drabblers,

Today, try these:


L
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Post by: mariez on June 16, 2007, 06:11:00 pm
Lost and Found

It was past 2:00 a.m. when he let himself into the house, the only sound the ticking of the grandfather clock at the end of the hallway.  He headed straight for the refrigerator to grab a beer and then made his way quietly into the living room, where he sat on the edge of the couch and took his boots off. As he lay back wearily, he felt something under his back and reached up to turn the lamp on.  He sighed in resignation as he pulled Bobby's missing English notebook out from under the cushion.  He flipped through the notebook, frowning slightly at all the red marks, until one page caught his eye.  "Describe something blue" was written at the top. 

        The bluest things I have ever seen are my dad's eyes.  I wish my eyes
        were blue like his.  When I was llittle, I thought that my dad's blue eyes
        were always smiling eyes. Even when his mouth wasn't smiling, his eyes
        looked like they were happy.  But maybe I just can't remember, because
        now his eyes look different.  They are still the bluest things I have ever
        seen, but now his eyes are never smiling eyes.  Now, even when his mouth
        is smiling, his eyes are always sad. . . . .   


Teardrops fell silently from the sad blue eyes onto the page, the ticking of the grandfather clock still the only sound in the house.

~~~~~~~~
244 words
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Post by: Dagi on June 16, 2007, 06:45:06 pm
Lost and Found

It was past 2:00 a.m. when he let himself into the house, the only sound the ticking of the grandfather clock at the end of the hallway.  He headed straight for the refrigerator to grab a beer and then made his way quietly into the living room, where he sat on the edge of the couch and took his boots off. As he lay back wearily, he felt something under his back and reached up to turn the lamp on.  He sighed in resignation as he pulled Bobby's missing English notebook out from under the cushion.  He flipped through the notebook, frowning slightly at all the red marks, until one page caught his eye.  "Describe something blue" was written at the top. 

        The bluest things I have ever seen are my dad's eyes.  I wish my eyes
        were blue like his.  When I was llittle, I thought that my dad's blue eyes
        were always smiling eyes. Even when his mouth wasn't smiling, his eyes
        looked like they were happy.  But maybe I just can't remember, because
        now his eyes look different.  They are still the bluest things I have ever
        seen, but now his eyes are never smiling eyes.  Now, even when his mouth
        is smiling, his eyes are always sad. . . . .   


Teardrops fell silently from the sad blue eyes onto the page, the ticking of the grandfather clock still the only sound in the house.

~~~~~~~~
244 words


 :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'(

just don´t have no words...

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 16, 2007, 06:53:31 pm



         Dear Marie, that is simply breathtaking.  You are really getting good at these. 

               
                            but now his eyes are never smiling eyes.
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Post by: fernly on June 16, 2007, 08:48:44 pm
Oh, Marie, you took my breath away.
Just beautiful.

And the way you structured it, with the so specific, seemingly mundane details, and then...omg

Quote from: mariez
          Even when his mouth wasn't smiling, his eyes
        looked like they were happy.  But maybe I just can't remember, because
        now his eyes look different.   


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Post by: MaineWriter on June 17, 2007, 06:39:09 am
Hello everyone,

Give these a try today:


L
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Post by: Cameron on June 17, 2007, 07:34:21 pm
The Visit

(September 1985)
There was a knock on the door. Ennis was sitting at the table, lost in his thoughts.  Thoughts of the last few nights, and days with Tom.  The knock grew louder.

“Daddy, are you there?”

Ennis jumped, his heart skipped a beat.

“Daddy!!!”

Ennis raced to the door.  Alma Jr. was standing there, with a worried look on her face.  “Daddy, is everythin’ okay?”

“What are you doin’ here?”

“Daddy, I’ve been so worried about you.  I’ve been calling and calling but you don’t answer the phone.  It’s been weeks.  Where have you been?  I’ve come lookin’ for you, but you’re never here.  Daddy, I’ve been so worried, what’s goin’ on?”

Ennis stared at her.  It was almost as if he didn’t recognize her.  She was wearing the blue shirt and earrings with the green beads that she had since high school, but she looked so much older than the last time he saw her.

“Junior, I’m fine”  Ennis said  “Sorry, you okay?  Is the baby okay?”

“Daddy, everyone is fine” Junior replied, but a shadow crossed her face.  “But what’s goin’ on, why aren’t you ever here?  Why don’t you come over?”

Ennis stared at the ground.  He nervously glanced inside.  But Tom wasn’t inside, he left earlier that morning.  He gave Ennis a big warm kiss and held him tight and said he would be back later.

Ennis looked at Junior’s face.  Suddenly a long lost memory came back to him, a memory that he tried so hard to forget all these years.  Junior had the same look on her face that time, that awful, snowy night.

“Hey, you.”  Ennis was jolted by a shout.  He looked up.  Tom was approaching them, with a broad smile on his face.

Junior turned and stared at Tom as he walked up to the trailer.  “Hi there!” Tom said and held out his hand to Junior.  She shyly shook his had, then looked back at her father.

“Junior….this….this is…..”. 

Ennis’s eyes darted back and forth, from Junior to Tom and back to Junior again.  Tom had a sly smile on his face, Junior looked confused.

“Junior, this is… this is… Tom…..”

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Post by: mariez on June 17, 2007, 08:19:15 pm
Thanks, friends, for the kind words about my drabble (sorry it was so sad). 


. . . .
“Junior….this….this is…..”. 

Ennis’s eyes darted back and forth, from Junior to Tom and back to Junior again.  Tom had a sly smile on his face, Junior looked confused.

“Junior, this is… this is… Tom…..” 

Oh, my .... this could be a pivotal moment.  Looking forward to more, Marl!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 18, 2007, 02:11:12 pm
Hi there! Anyone want to take these for a spin?


Marie


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Post by: cwby30 on June 18, 2007, 03:01:10 pm
Mornin', Cameron

Well, the time has come for Ennis.  The last time he introduced Junior to his friend, it was Jack, and he sent Jack away.  Now, he's introducing her to Tom. What will he do and say, and admit? 

From your other Drabble line, about the Artist [more coming, I hope?!] set in 2003, I recall a line where Ennis thought about "all his years with Tom".  Not sure if it meant those years were over, or still ongoing. I hope this is his turning point, and the start of a relationship with Tom.  Even so, I know Tom will never replace Jack in Ennis' heart, and their relationship would not be complete for either of them.  Still, best for Ennis to be with Tom right now.

And, who was the person who saw them outside the trailer a while ago, and left without making himself known, and went back far away where he came from? Jack? Think so.  Sad, for both of them, if it was. 

Really a great story. Glad you've kept it up, and looking forward to more. 

Thanks again. 
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Post by: Lumière on June 18, 2007, 05:38:55 pm
Greetings!
I come bearing a drabble... :)


All good by tomorrow...

There you go again,
Over-thinking everything.
It was a simple touch
The barest brush of his fingers.
You were bleeding, remember?
You were hurting,
He reached out to help,
You should be glad he did.
Instead here you go,
Overreacting, as usual.

But…that look in his eyes
When he saw the wound;
I saw something there,
Anger, or could it be worry?
You are a fool, face it boy;
It’s all in your head.
You’re the strange one here,
You’re the damaged one here.
You’re the one with the problem.
Problems.  Not him.


I find myself watching him -
The way he gets caught up
In the silly tales he tells.
The way he looks straight at me,
Deep into my eyes
Like he is searching for answers.
Other times, I chance a glance at him
And I find his eyes on me,
Like he’s been watching, staring..
What the fuck is that about?
This is messed up,
Me thinking all these things
Don’t think I don’t know it. I do.
There you go again,
Reading it all wrong,
Wanting it to mean more than it does,
More than he intends.
Get a grip, boy!

For a moment, he looked so hurt
When I brushed his hand away.
Why should he care anyway?



“Yer head feeling any better?” Jack asked idly, breaking the silence; his eyes fixed on the campfire.

“It’ll be all good by tomorrow..” Ennis dabbed at the open wound with a cloth, “Shit..” he mumbled under his breath.

Jack looked at him quietly for a moment, “Good, ‘cause tomorrow we’re goin’ hunting!  I’ve had enough beans to last a year.”  He picked up the whiskey bottle leaning on the log he was sitting on and headed for the tent.

‘It’ll be all good by tomorrow,” Ennis thought to himself distractedly as he watched Jack enter the tent.


(310 words)


(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/f506101e_2.jpg)
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Post by: mariez on June 18, 2007, 10:26:12 pm

All good by tomorrow...   

This is a great example of why I love this thread so much - you were able to take ordinary, general words and give us such touching and honest insights (and a gorgeous picture, as well).

Thanks, M~
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on June 18, 2007, 10:42:07 pm
Mornin', Cameron

Well, the time has come for Ennis.  The last time he introduced Junior to his friend, it was Jack, and he sent Jack away.  Now, he's introducing her to Tom. What will he do and say, and admit? 

From your other Drabble line, about the Artist [more coming, I hope?!] set in 2003, I recall a line where Ennis thought about "all his years with Tom".  Not sure if it meant those years were over, or still ongoing. I hope this is his turning point, and the start of a relationship with Tom.  Even so, I know Tom will never replace Jack in Ennis' heart, and their relationship would not be complete for either of them.  Still, best for Ennis to be with Tom right now.

And, who was the person who saw them outside the trailer a while ago, and left without making himself known, and went back far away where he came from? Jack? Think so.  Sad, for both of them, if it was. 

Really a great story. Glad you've kept it up, and looking forward to more. 

Thanks again. 

Thank you so much, Cowboy, for taking the time to write this.  I am so glad that you are enjoying my stories and I really appreciate you writing this. 

I agree that no one could ever replace Jack, but still....we'll see.

Thanks so much again. :)

Thanks as always, Marie, :)

Marl
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Post by: Lumière on June 18, 2007, 11:34:02 pm

Thanks for the comments Susie and Marie! 
Much appreciated as always! :-*


~M
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 19, 2007, 11:06:01 am
Hi everyone,

Try these today:


L
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Post by: Dagi on June 19, 2007, 02:31:36 pm
Greetings!
I come bearing a drabble... :)


All good by tomorrow...

There you go again,
Over-thinking everything.
It was a simple touch
The barest brush of his fingers.
You were bleeding, remember?
You were hurting,
He reached out to help,
You should be glad he did.
Instead here you go,
Overreacting, as usual.

But…that look in his eyes
When he saw the wound;
I saw something there,
Anger, or could it be worry?
You are a fool, face it boy;
It’s all in your head.
You’re the strange one here,
You’re the damaged one here.
You’re the one with the problem.
Problems.  Not him.


I find myself watching him -
The way he gets caught up
In the silly tales he tells.
The way he looks straight at me,
Deep into my eyes
Like he is searching for answers.
Other times, I chance a glance at him
And I find his eyes on me,
Like he’s been watching, staring..
What the fuck is that about?
This is messed up,
Me thinking all these things
Don’t think I don’t know it. I do.
There you go again,
Reading it all wrong,
Wanting it to mean more than it does,
More than he intends.
Get a grip, boy!

For a moment, he looked so hurt
When I brushed his hand away.
Why should he care anyway?





Lucise, you write so beautifully. I just came here and your post was the first thing I read and now I know I will go on !

Dagi
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Post by: mariez on June 19, 2007, 02:42:23 pm
Perfect

"Oh, Lureen, honey, you must make me a copy of this one," Fayette gushed. "Have you ever seen such a beautiful family! – why it's perfect, that's what it is – picture postcard perfect!!" 

Jack's face broke into a wide grin as he spotted the postcard in the mail, his thumb caressing the words.  He was oblivious to the conversation taking place between Lureen and her mother in the living room, yet the words "postcard" and "perfect" still resonated in his mind. 

~~~~~~~~~~
81 words
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Post by: Lumière on June 19, 2007, 03:13:07 pm
Lucise, you write so beautifully. I just came here and your post was the first thing I read and now I know I will go on !

Dagi

Thank ye kindly, Dagi.  I'm glad you enjoyed the drabble.  :-*


Perfect


Short & sweet.  Cheers Marie! :)

~M
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Post by: Cameron on June 19, 2007, 06:44:52 pm

The Fire

(April 1978)
Ennis looked up at the mountain.  “It’s onward and upward” Jack said.

Ennis threw a sly glance at Jack.  But he didn’t answer him.

They began riding up the trail.  It was a picture postcard perfect day, with a surprisingly soft breeze and bright blue sky. They rode up the mountain silently, with Jack leading the way. 

“Hey, why are you goin’ so fast?” Ennis called out.  “This ain’t a race.”

 Ennis shook his head, Jack still liked to show off sometimes, still wanted the bragging rights.  But not all the time.

They finally arrived, high up on the mountain.  They dismounted the horses.  Ennis stood for a moment, and looked at Jack.  He waited so long for this time.  He rubbed his shoulder, it still hurt from that night.  Thanksgiving night, and the two fights, and being thrown upon the ground.  He was still trying hard to forget that night, and Alma’s words.  The words that still tore right through him.

“Let’s get the tent up fast” Jack said, as he a came real close to Ennis and wrapped his arms around him.  Ennis felt the fire rising up in him.  He wrapped his own arms tightly around Jack, as if he needed to hold on to him.  The fire was getting hotter.  The fire was burnng deep inside him.  But the fire couldn’t burn up the ever present, stinging pain that was also still deep within him.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 19, 2007, 06:52:54 pm



       Great job Marie..  short drabbles are so terrific.  They are like gut punches by a good fighter.
Get in get the job done.  And make your point.. Then walk away.
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 19, 2007, 08:14:02 pm
Hi Leslie, I found your story about the Lazy L Ranch one day while scoping this site.  It took me 3 days to finish reading it, but it was worth it.  Amazing story - I know you've heard that before - but I wanted to put my 2 cents worth in.  Wouldn't it be lovely if things would have worked out for Jack and Ennis.  Hopefully it can happen today, or am I being too optimistic?

Merrily

Hey, Merrily, thank you...

For anyone who is wondering, there is a whole Lazy L universe. The first story was A Love Born From Steel and can be found here:

http://lazylfarm.livejournal.com/417.html


There was a sequel, Through The Veil Of Time which starts here:

http://lazylfarm.livejournal.com/20162.html

"Veil" takes place in 2006. Jack and Ennis are in their 60s and have had 30 happy years together.

There is also a thread here on the fanfic board, "Life at the Lazy L" which might be fun to look at. And Jack has been known to post here at Bettermost once in awhile. He has an account.

Leslie
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 20, 2007, 07:29:48 am
Morning all,

Try these today:


L
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Post by: mariez on June 20, 2007, 12:44:31 pm
Thanks so much, Susie!  I love your smiling icons, btw - and your Jack montage is awesome!   :)




 . . . They are like gut punches by a good fighter.
Get in get the job done.  And make your point.. Then walk away.

 :laugh:  Janice, I love the way you worded that - that was as good as reading a drabble! 


The Fire

 . . . . Thanksgiving night, and the two fights, and being thrown upon the ground.  He was still trying hard to forget that night, and Alma’s words.  The words that still tore right through him. . . .

 . . . .  But the fire couldn’t burn up the ever present, stinging pain that was also still deep within him. 

Oh, Marl - I have to echo Susie's words - that is so heartbreaking.  :'(  - and so beautifully written.  And I really like the fact that you've touched on something we haven't addressed a lot in drabbles - that awful night and it's effect on Ennis.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 20, 2007, 12:50:33 pm
Sweet 'n Tart

Jack chewed thoughtfully and looked up at his mother.  "This is delicious, mama – what'd you put in the cherry cake this time?" 

"Rhubarb, honey.  I like it too.  Cherries and rhubarb are both a pretty red, but one's sweet and one's tart."  Mrs. Twist smiled. "Funny how that works, isn't it?  Put two opposites together and you get something special."

Jack started at his mother's words, and quickly hid his smile in his coffee cup as he felt heat rising in his face.  "Yep, sure is special, Mama.  Real special."

~~~~~~~~~
93 words
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Post by: Cameron on June 20, 2007, 05:28:11 pm
Thank you so much, Marie and Susie, for the kind words about yesterdays drabble.

Marie, thanks for another wonderful drabble.

 ;D

Marl
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Post by: Lumière on June 20, 2007, 06:07:42 pm
Hey Susie!  Thank ye kindly!  ;)

I have a dabble too..

Fading Dreams..

Two lovers lie entwined on a riverbed.
Their writhing bodies pulsate and dance
To the tune of a song only they can hear.
The morning sun smiles and raises its sleepy head..

In the arms of my dearest, I start the day
Alive, bright eyed and bushy tailed,
Eager and glowing with delight;
For in his arms, my woes remain at bay..

In the arms of my dearest, I need not lie
To make up for all that I lack,
I need no barricades, no weapons
For there is no battle, no sad excuse to die..

The memories seep into my soul, feeding my thirst
He starts to fade away, just as I cling tighter;
His essence flows like blood in my veins,
Soon he becomes air and light; my last and my first..

I lie alone on this riverbed, naked and cold,
Frightened, but patiently awaiting his return.
Hours tick away, night slowly drowns the day;
I’m still here, waiting for him.. to have and hold..


He awakes at daybreak, the light on his face.
The morning sun beckons and whispers sweetly –
I never left, never will…
In the arms of my dearest, there ain't no sweeter place..



(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/b4fb40e4.gif)

(~200 words)

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 20, 2007, 07:02:43 pm


          Another great poem Milli, and that picture is spectacular..The color is so vibrant. it seems to glow. 
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 20, 2007, 07:16:08 pm
           Ennis lay on the old worn couch.  The sagging springs, and the flattened cushions.  His feet were on the coffee table, and a beer in his hand.  He was watching the television, but not really seeing it.  His little girls were in front of the set, playing some sort of game with their dolls, and Alma sat in the opposite corner of the room, calmly knitting.  He was ruminating about the last time he and Jack had been "fishin."  He knew this was the night Alma had asked him about going somewhere, on Saturday night.  He hated the thought of going to one of those damn church meetins.  It made his skin crawl.  He knew they could look at him, and he could tell they all knew.  Just like he said to Jack.  "He felt sometimes like he could see they all knew.  When he went out on the pavement."  No way he was going to go anywhere near that fire and brimstone crowd.  I'm sure glad she hasn't mentioned it after all.  "Maybe she forgot."  "Ennis, Alma cleared her throat, and said, its
Saturday night we could still smarten up, and go on over to the church social."  His heart sank.    Uuuuhhhhhgh.  sheeit  I wish she would just let me be.
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Post by: cwby30 on June 20, 2007, 09:01:14 pm
Circle JE Ranch, September 1992

Ennis stared intently at the chess men, trying to figure his next move. Damn, wasn't easy, this game, even if they had been playin' it for nearly five years now. Knights, kings, pawns, black, white, made his head swim sometimes. Still, he thought with a frown, a lot easier than tryin' to figure his next move ten years ago. Jack, Junior, Frannie, Alma, Monroe, Lureen, Bobby, made his head swim most of the time back then. Glad he made the right move finally, checkmate to all of them except Jack. Mate to Jack. 

"What the hell you still doing up at 2 AM, looking so bright eyed and bushy tailed? Haven't you decided on your move yet? Been hours. Turn out the light and come up to bed!"

Ennis turned to see cranky Jack standing on the bottom step, hair going every which way, boxer shorts, no shirt, scratching his right side, running his left hand through his disheveled hair. 'Geez, how I love that man!' he thought, saying his daily prayer of thanks.

"Yeah, decided just now. I'm comin'." And he got up and turned off the floor lamp next to the end table, plunging the living room into darkness. He followed his man up the stairs towards the soft light coming from the bedroom, where they both made some more moves before giving into the Sandman.
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Post by: mariez on June 20, 2007, 10:03:16 pm

I have a dabble too..
 . . ..
The memories seep into my soul, feeding my thirst
He starts to fade away, just as I cling tighter;
His essence flows like blood in my veins,
Soon he becomes air and light; my last and my first..  . . .

I beg to differ, M - that's not a dabble.  It's a Thing of Beauty.  And I have to add to the chorus of praise for your artwork - it's mesmerizing :)


. . . No way he was going to go anywhere near that fire and brimstone crowd.  I'm sure glad she hasn't mentioned it after all.  "Maybe she forgot."  "Ennis, Alma cleared her throat, and said, its Saturday night we could still smarten up, and go on over to the church social."  His heart sank.    Uuuuhhhhhgh.  sheeit  I wish she would just let me be. 

Janice, I like these drabbles that give us insight into actual scenes.  This reminds me of what you said about the impact of short drabbles.  The movie really was a series of vignettes, each one packing an emotional punch - and drabbles are a great reflection of that.


Circle JE Ranch, September 1992

Ennis stared intently at the chess men, trying to figure his next move. Damn, wasn't easy, this game, even if they had been playin' it for nearly five years now. Knights, kings, pawns, black, white, made his head swim sometimes. Still, he thought with a frown, a lot easier than tryin' to figure his next move ten years ago. Jack, Junior, Frannie, Alma, Monroe, Lureen, Bobby, made his head swim most of the time back then. Glad he made the right move finally, checkmate to all of them except Jack. Mate to Jack.  . . . .

Ennis contemplating a chess move - I love it!  :laugh:  And yes, being with Jack is the best move ever.  Always great to see one of your drabbles, cwby!

Thanks, all
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on June 20, 2007, 10:22:22 pm


Hello Janice, Merrily, Susie and Marie
  Thank you for your lovely comments.  :)

I am so glad to see the drabblefest kicking again.  I know we went quiet for a while.

Cheers everyone!

~M
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Post by: Lumière on June 21, 2007, 12:07:55 pm

Morning all!

Why don't I offer some ideas for today?  :)

* warm summer days
* no strings attached
* strawberries


Have fun!

~M
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Post by: Lumière on June 21, 2007, 05:05:13 pm
Okay, I'll go first ..  :)


Four Seasons in a Life..

Summer 1962

She was a gentle, shy thing.  He loved the way she lowered her head when she smiled; how her small hand felt in his when they took long walks together on warm summer days; and how wonderfully those tiny freckles graced her face.  She was so natural and beautiful.  He’d already saved up a little money for the engagement ring.  Come December, he would ask her to marry him...

Spring 1963

He had nothing left but two five-dollar bills stuffed in a tobacco can.  In a few short months, he would be a married man.  He needed some steady employment; anything to save up some money for a small spread.  She cried when he kissed her goodbye.  It would only be for the summer, he assured her; this was work he couldn’t afford to forego.  She dried her eyes and told him how much she’d miss him…

Autumn 1963

It was a one-shot thing, no strings attached, nobody need ever find out.  I sure as hell ain’t queer … and I ain’t never gonna see him again.  All that is behind me now… Barely a week ago, he’d seen Jack’s old truck parked outside the little post office in Signal.  Was he back?  He’d barely been able to contain his excitement at the thought ...  He’d hung around and waited a while, only to discover that he’d been mistaken. It hadn’t been Jack after all…

Winter 1963

Wedding night, at last.  He fell flat on his back, breathing hard and spent.  Alma cuddled up close to him and nestled herself snugly in his arms.  She soon drifted off to sleep..  He held onto her and closed his eyes. The face he’d dreamed about when he was making love to her returned.  Those damn blue eyes just won’t let me be…


(~307 words)
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Post by: mariez on June 21, 2007, 06:02:39 pm

Four Seasons in a Life..

 . . . .   Those damn blue eyes just won’t let me be…

This is the first chance I've had to log on all day - and look what's waiting for me!   :)  M, your way with words is nothing short of magical.  The Ennis who first went up the Mountain could never have imagined the Ennis that came back down.  (And those damn blue eyes won't let any of us be, will they?) 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on June 21, 2007, 10:34:10 pm

Thanks Marie!
And I am with you on the blue eyes thing!  ;)

Cheers,
~M
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 21, 2007, 10:50:32 pm


                Happy birthday to our dear lucise (Milli)  Heres hoping you have many many more.
                              You definately make the world a brighter place to be.
                                                                                                        your friend and admirer
                                                                                                                Janice
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Post by: Cameron on June 22, 2007, 12:43:30 am
After the Visit

(September 1985)
“Junior, this is Tom” Ennis said.  Alma Jr. looked at Ennis and then at Tom and then at Ennis again.  Then she smiled her big broad smile.

“Daddy, you gotta come over for dinner tomorrow, it’s been so long.  Please, you gonna come, right?” she begged.   Then she turned to Tom.  “Why don’t you come too?.”

“Well, I don’t know.…” Ennis said, looking at the ground.

“Oh Daddy, please, your comin’ that’s it, and you are too.”  Alma Jr. said, then kissed Ennis on the cheek, smiled at Tom, and went back to her car and drove away.

Ennis sat down on the steps of the trailer, and began to pull out a cigarette.  But then he put his hands down on the steps as if to steady himself.  Tom stared at him, then sat down next to him.

“Whatya doin’ today?  Not many of these warm summer days left, we can’t waste it.”

Ennis looked at him and lit the cigarette.  Tom went on and said “that’s some girl you got there.”

Ennis smiled a faint smile.  “She knows” Tom said, quietly.

Ennis turned and stared.  He stood up and turned around as if he was going to go inside, but then he turned again.  “What the fuck are you saying?” 

Tom sat there calmly.  “She knows” he repeated.  Ennis glared at him.  But Tom didn’t look at him.  “You know, will you just make your damn mind up once and for all?  Now, there are no strings attached, yeah, I know that, but it just can’t be both ways, it can’t anymore at all.”  Tom said in a tone of voice that Ennis never heard before.

Ennis stood there motionless, as if in shock.  He looked down the road where he still could almost see the smoke from Junior’s car.  Then he turned to the door of the trailer, he started to open it, but he looked back down the road.

Ennis stood there, staring at the road.  Then he sat back down next to Tom.  “Do you still have any of that strawberry jam?  We oughta bring some to Junior tomorrow” Ennis said.  Tom turned to him, but for once he couldn’t find the words.

Ennis smiled his faint, nervous smile.  “I think she’ll like it” he said.


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 22, 2007, 01:22:13 am



          I really like this story.  It is progressing at a realistic pace..His heart and libido is out pulling his
fear, and anxiety.  He is trying very hard to handle them all..            good job.        janice
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Post by: Lumière on June 22, 2007, 01:37:23 am

                Happy birthday to our dear lucise (Milli)  Heres hoping you have many many more.
                              You definately make the world a brighter place to be.
                                                                                                        your friend and admirer
                                                                                                                Janice

Thanks so much Janice!   :-*


After the Visit

I so loved this Marl! Wow.  :)   Thank you for that!
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Post by: Cameron on June 22, 2007, 05:53:42 am
Thank you so, so much, Merrily, Janice and Millie!!! :)
 
Marl

 


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Post by: MaineWriter on June 22, 2007, 08:03:41 am
Morning everyone,

For today,


L
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 22, 2007, 09:33:06 am
Ah, Susie, nice...

L
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Post by: mariez on June 22, 2007, 12:14:06 pm
. . . . .
Ennis stood there, staring at the road.  Then he sat back down next to Tom.  “Do you still have any of that strawberry jam?  We oughta bring some to Junior tomorrow” Ennis said.  Tom turned to him, but for once he couldn’t find the words.

Ennis smiled his faint, nervous smile.  “I think she’ll like it” he said. 

Marl, that was perfect - especially loved these last lines, where you hit exactly the right "Ennis" note.  I'm enjoying this continuing story so much.   :)


I wrote this one a while ago back on IMDb, but I think it fits quite nicely here.
. . . . .
He stood a while, lost in thought, hypnotised by the bubbles forming as water splashed against the rocks.  He felt two arms encircling his body, easing him back, warm breath on his neck, a unique scent of musk, sweat, whiskey and smoke, a soft humming in his ear, “Ennis, you’re sleeping on your feet like a horse.” 

He smiled to himself through tears, time to let you go Jack, no more regrets, saddled up and headed on back to the truck.

Susie, I'm smiling through tears also.  I just loved that (and being a hopeless romantic is a good thing, I'm afraid I'm one of them too).  I'm so glad you shared this.  :) 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Lumière on June 22, 2007, 01:00:24 pm
Hello everyone!  Great drabble Susie! Wonderful.  :)

Here is my dabble ...


Between you and me..

I assumed you’d always be there..
I never really thought things through
Or imagined where we were headed;
I just figured you’d keep coming,
Maybe few times a year
Till we are old and grey…

I assumed you always knew my heart..
There was no need for many words
Or a display of soft feelings;
I just figured you understood
That it all comes back to you,
Everything I became, everything I am now..

I see the man you are, always did
I read your silence, understood your pain;
And like you say, I will always be there
Till we are old and grey…


I assumed you could live the lie..
I never saw how much I smothered you,
Dragging you into the shadows with me;
I just figured we’d be safer in hiding,
Away from all the condemning eyes
I did it for us, I was thinking of you…

I assumed I could make it up to you..
Every kiss I failed to place on your lips
Every touch I stopped myself from giving;
I just figured I’d make them disappear
But the painful reminders keep coming
Everywhere I look, nothing but regrets...

It pains me to watch you cry and hurt,
We both made mistakes, but we had our moments.
You never forced me to stay, I wanted to
About that, I have absolutely no regrets..


I assumed you always knew..
That it was always about you;
The words were always at the tip of my tongue
… I love you.

You assumed right, I always knew;
And if you listen everyday
You’ll always hear me reminding  you …
…I love you too.



(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/a5efb87d.gif)

(~275 words)
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Post by: cwby30 on June 22, 2007, 03:02:07 pm
One of these days I'll really do a "drabble"...still can't get the hang of writing "short" vignettes. Oh well, hope you won't hold it against me. Here goes.

***********

Circle JE Ranch, September 1984


After lighting the candles, Jack blew out the match and stood back to survey the table. Just right.  "Babe, dinner's ready, come and get it."

He heard Ennis walking down the stairs and across the living room, and saw the looks cross his face when he rounded the corner into the darkened dining room. Surprise, happiness, love, that grin that Ennis gave only to him. 

"What...? How'd ya know?"

"Junior, and about time, too. Couldn't wait any more for you to tell me, so had to ask her."

"Been so long since...can't remember when... almost forgot."

"Well, now you won't ever have to remember, 'cause I won't ever forget for you. Happy Birthday, our first birthday party together in our place."

"Dammit," Ennis said, "must have somethin' in my eye." Ennis wiped a sleeve across his face, and then pulled him into a strong hug and a deep kiss. "Thank ya, darlin', for this and for everythin'," Ennis whispered into his ear, before nibbling on it.

"You're welcome." Catching something in Ennis' voice, he added, "Any regrets?" He could hardly get the words out, with the sensations of Ennis' tongue probing his ear and his own hands running through Ennis' damp curls and their two bodies joined from thigh to cheek.

"Nope, never had and never will!" Ennis pulled back enough to look him in the eyes, deep blue meeting dark amber. "And don't ya have none, either, Jack. Best thing that ever happened to me, next to fallin in love with ya. Wish it hadn't taken almost losing ya to..."

"Hey, none a that, you hear?. Ancient history, Babe." He pulled Ennis back into a hug, then forced himself to untangle himself from Ennis, all the while realizing that they would never be untangled. "Now, you better blow out the candles before they melt more wax all over the frosting or set off the fire alarm."

"Hey, there's not that many!"

"Oh yeah, there are, old man."

"Who ya callin old?"

"You, you're older than me," grabbing the camera off the buffet. "Make a wish. And say cheese!"

Ennis leaned over, smiled, and blew out the candles, as the camera flashed.

One of the pictures, a smiling Ennis in front of his birthday cake with all 41 candles ablaze, still sits on the dining room buffet in a double silver frame, engraved with the date below it. The picture next to it in the frame is a smiling Jack in front of another birthday cake with 41 candles ablaze, engraved with another date below it. 
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 22, 2007, 03:42:35 pm
                                     Elk Grease

        Jack dug in his small duffle bag.  Felt around inside, and came up with the thing he was looking for.  He grabbed the matches, and proceeded to light the small candle he had pulled out of the bag.  "What in hell ya doin Jack?  Ennis exclaimed."  "I need to find something, he replied."  "What ya need?"  "Well if you must know, I put some of that elk grease we rendered in a jar, and stuck it in here."   "Elk grease?"  "Yeah elk grease.  It'll make things go easier."  "Things?"
Ennis looking flabbergasted.  He never failed to be totally flummoxed at Jack's boldness.  "Well
cowboy if you wanta make me buck, you gotta use this."  "Hunh," Ennis lowered his head" uhh
 ok."
        "How'd you get that idea Jack."  "Well my pa used to use stuff on the horses dicks when he was studding out to the neighbors mares..Made the joinin easier, i guess...?"  "I figured if it worked for them,?"  "Well do I need to get that long rope, too, or maybe a bridle?"  "Nope, but if you don't want to use it.  I know i'm gonna regret it later."
        "Now put out that candle afor you burn this damn tent to the ground, with us in it."  "Ok now hold on, hey, go easy there cowboy.  Nice an easy."  "See now, thats better ain't it."


." 
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Post by: mariez on June 22, 2007, 04:11:41 pm
Wow - this place is hopping today!  :D




Between you and me.. 
Gawdamighty, M - you have so perfectly and beautifully encapsulated their story in 275 words.  And the picture!  Amazing, as always. 


. . . .
One of the pictures, a smiling Ennis in front of his birthday cake with all 41 candles ablaze, still sits on the dining room buffet in a double silver frame, engraved with the date below it. The picture next to it in the frame is a smiling Jack in front of another birthday cake with 41 candles ablaze, engraved with another date below it. 

Hey, cwby, I thought this was a great drabble - funny, sweet and touching.   :)


                                     Elk Grease

 . . . .  "Well do I need to get that long rope, too, or maybe a bridle?"  "Nope, but if you don't want to use it.  I know i'm gonna regret it later."
        "Now put out that candle afor you burn this damn tent to the ground, with us in it."  "Ok now hold on, hey, go easy there cowboy.  Nice an easy."  "See now, thats better ain't it." 

Now you know what song I'm singing right now, don't you, Janice?  That's right - "Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy"   :laugh:  That was a delight - just like you.   :D

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on June 22, 2007, 06:04:27 pm
Thank you so much Susie and Marie for your kind words. :)
(I guess we do think alike ;D, thanks for reading my story!!)

Susie, Janice, Cowboy and Milli,

Wonderful drabbles!!!! :D

Marl
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Post by: cwby30 on June 22, 2007, 07:25:49 pm
Afternoon.

Well, thanks for all the kind words. Enjoy writing about the guys, and will keep adding to this story line as time goes by. The "prompts" do prompt me sometimes! Thanks for those 

Have a good weekend.

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Post by: Cameron on June 22, 2007, 08:58:37 pm

Getting Ready

(September 1985)
Alma Jr. set the candles in the candleholders and placed the matches next to them.  She stepped back and looked at the set table, all her nicest things were out.  The plates of white china with the pink flowers that she bought from the old lady down the street, and the silverware from the partial set that Kurt’s mother gave to her after they got married.  They lay upon a white tablecloth with lace cutouts that her Momma gave her, right after they moved into the little house, but she didn’t visit much anymore.  Even with the baby.

“Kurt, they’ll be here soon, will you please get ready?  Please!!”  Kurt got off the couch and went to the refrigerator and took out another beer.

“Jeez, Alma” he said.  “I don’t get what all this fuss is about, just for your daddy.  What does he matter anyway? It’s not like he can give us any money.”

“Kurt, please, just this once, can’t you……can’t you just be nice?”  Alma pleaded, and stared at him, looking at despair at his old, torn blue jeans, and dirty t-shirt.  “Can’t you just get dressed nice, just this once?” she implored.  “At least put on that leather belt I got you, not that ugly rope thing you always wear.”

Kurt took his beer and went back to the couch.  Alma stared after him, and sighed, a long, deep sigh.  She went to the bedroom, and checked on the baby in the second hand crib.  She straightened the thin sheet over him, and gently touched his cheek.  Then she checked herself once more in the mirror, rubbing the darkness under her eyes, and then carefully closed the door.  She really hoped the baby would sleep for awhile, and not cry and cry like he always does this time of day.  She walked by the drab living room again.

“Kurt, please!!!!” she begged.

“What the fuck?” Kurt yelled.  “Who the hell is this guy that’s comin’ with your daddy anyway?  Who the fuck cares?”  He lit another cigarette, and turned to the tv once more.

Alma stared at him, then went to the front door.  She stepped outside.  There wasn’t a car on the road.  She slumped against the door. 

“I care” Alma Jr. said to herself.  She wanted it to be perfect this time.  She didn’t want anything to go wrong.  She already had far too many regrets in her life, she didn’t need one more.

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Post by: mariez on June 22, 2007, 10:03:58 pm
Getting Ready

(September 1985)
Alma Jr. set the candles in the candleholders and placed the matches next to them.  She stepped back and looked at the set table, all her nicest things were out.  The plates of white china with the pink flowers that she bought from the old lady down the street, and the silverware from the partial set that Kurt’s mother gave to her after they got married.  They lay upon a white tablecloth with lace cutouts that her Momma gave her, right after they moved into the little house, but she didn’t visit much anymore.  Even with the baby. . . . .

 . . . .“I care” Alma Jr. said to herself.  She wanted it to be perfect this time.  She didn’t want anything to go wrong.  She already had far too many regrets in her life, she didn’t need one more. 

Oh, dear . . . this made me so sad for Junior.  This first paragraph really struck a chord. The"special occasion"  items that we all collect in different ways, each with  their own signficance.   I'm anxious to see what happens next.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 22, 2007, 10:53:21 pm




           Everyone has had such beautiful drabbles today.  My congratulations to all.  A great day
 here.  Im glad to see it going back up...                                           janice
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 23, 2007, 01:39:11 pm

         Cameron

            My goodness,  Poor Jr.  She has all the weight of the world on her shoulders.  Not one new item in her home.  Her husband gives her no respect.  All that and a baby with colic. Poor   
thing.  I think she should get out there, maybe find someplace new...Meybe Texas... so sad....
            Very good....very good indeed..but sad.
         
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Post by: Cameron on June 23, 2007, 07:50:05 pm
Thank you all so much, Janice, Susie,  Merrily and Marie!!!  I do appreciate it a lot.  :D




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Post by: mariez on June 23, 2007, 09:27:23 pm
Oh, Marie - that was so sad.  You could see that in the last Lake Scene.  He had lost his "glow."  Makes me cry that Bobbie could see it too.  Lovely writing.

Merrily

Thank you so much, Merrily.  Yes, his eyes in the Lake Scene are exactly what I envisioned when I was writing that drabble.  Sorry it was so sad - I actually depressed myself with my own dang drabble.

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 24, 2007, 08:21:18 am
Hi everyone,

For today...



Just for a little bit of fun on this reunion Sunday....  ;)

L
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 24, 2007, 08:52:31 pm

Kinky 



“Aint gonna do it!” 

“Ennis…”

“No!

“Shit...don’t see why you gotta get all upset ‘bout it.  Was just an idea.”

“Aint right!  Aint normal!!  Aint the way it’s s’posed to be!!!” 

“Just a little fun.  Aint no big deal.”   

“NO!” 

“Why?”

“Cuz it’s…it’s…it’s fuckin’ kinky, that’s why!” 

“Aint nobody’s business but ours!”   

“Shit!”

“Well, fuck it then. Hell with you!  Was just tryin’ to keep things interestin’.  Tryin’ to spice things up is all.”

Ennis sighed, finally giving up completely. 

“And why exactly does spicin’  things up have to include salsa on my dick?”   

Jack smiled, reaching for the jar.

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

100 Words 


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 24, 2007, 09:17:18 pm
                                          You Bet
     The television was on.  Some NFL game or other.  He wasn't paying it any mind.  Not something he really cared about anyway.  He left it on for Bobby.  He seemed to sleep better with the tv on.  It was ok, he didn't mind it too much.  It was as good as anything he figured.  He really couldn't watch televesion much, couldn't keep his mind on it very long at a time. 
     All he could think about was that card.  The card he had received from Ennis.  Two little words
just like him.  A man that never says much.  More grunts and groans than a language come'n from his mouth.  "Yup, nope, sure, a'right."  Those were long sentances comin from him.  So two words written down on one small card.. Was most like a Shakespeares speach.  "You Bet."  Two little words that made Jack's heart and body jerk alive.  Made his dick shiver.  Made him come alive.  After four long years.  He was finally getting to see Ennis again. 
      He thought back to the first time he ever saw Ennis.  He was driving his old black GMC truck, over to Aguirres trailer.  He was hoping there would be work for him.  He passed by a freight train as he came up to that ratty old trailer.  He pulled in to that parking lot.  That dang ol truck sputtin
and lurchin,  jerking to a halt.  Finally blowing out the carburator, and settling.  He was so fed up with dealin with that old piece of crap.  He got out of the truck and just took his frustrations out on its ass end.  Kicked the drivers side rear fender.  \
       Then he glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and saw Ennis standing there.  He figured he was done for.  Another guy was going to get the job, he had driven all the way down to Signal to get.  He was late because the danged old truck made hiim stop twice to put water in the damned radiator.  Sumbitch never did run right.  Even when he got rid of the dern thing.. still a piece of shit.  But oh my!!! That boy was a looker.  Tall and lean, and even if he did have his head down, he could see that.  He was probably the best looking cowboy he ever did see.  His heart was sure enough thumpin.  Then Aguirre came drivin up, nearly runnin over him.  I was still worried about the job.  Which one of us was gonna get it.  I know he was here first.  But I needed that job somethin fierce.  I needed the money, but I also needed a break from being around my daddy.  I figured the Army was gonna get me.  I didn't want to spend the last of my time as a civilian, with my daddy ridin my ass ever minute of the day and night. 
        Then we got a job for both  of us.  I found he was the greatest friend I could have ever had.  I didn't spect to get a friend up there on that job.  Spending the summer up on that mountain with a thousand sheep. Those dogs, the horses. the mules, and Ennis.  Was a surprisin
summer to be for sure.  I not only got me a great friend, but I loved that boy something fierce.
He seemed to like me a lot too.  But when we came down off a that mountain.  He said he was gonna go on and get married to his girlfriend.  Alma I think he said her name was.  I spose he did
that.  Never heard from him again.  Went back next summer and Aguirre said he hadn't been around...let me know he saw us...so wouldn't hire me back neither. 
        Then I figured I need to find out if he did get married or not.  If he would like to see me again or not.  I sure as hell don't like the situation i got here.  I might leave her and go and get a place for us if he would agree to it.  Sure would be some sweet life.  Some sweet life.. Ennis and me.  I sent that card to seven different towns.  Coming thru on the 24th wondered if you were there.  Drop me a line say if you're there.  Then that card came back from him.  All it said was "You bet."  But it was like a bolt from God.  I'll be heading up there tomorrow, and hope he is as glad to see me.  As I will be to see him..  I think i'll get to bed early Lureen, i'm takin off early in the morning.   Hope to get up to the folks before its too late.  They go to bed real early.  Sure don't wanta give my old man a reason to be pissed.  "Nite honey.  I am sure I will be gone when you get up."
     
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Post by: Cameron on June 24, 2007, 09:21:43 pm
(Another late drabble...)

The Sleepless Night

(June 1982)
Ennis tried to sleep, but he couldn’t, not tonight.  Too many questions passing through in his mind.  He got up and went outside.  He sat down on the step and lit up a cigarette.  Everything was still.  Off in the distance he heard a freight train rumbling through, going to distant places.  He closed his eyes, and thought of those distant places, distant places where he had never been.

Even in the stillness there was no peace.  His mind was wandering, filled with images, images of things he didn’t want to imagine.  “Too kinky “ he told himself.  A word he thought he didn’t know, but then he knew that it really wasn’t so.  The last day kept replaying in his mind, over and over and over again.  The fight, the words that were said, the words that were not said.

Ennis closed his eyes and tried not to see Jack’s face, so angry, yelling at him.  He tried to replay the sweeter times.  That first night, the second night, the last evening before he went up to the sheep.  The evening when Jack was standing by the fire, and he wrapped his arms around him, wishing that he could stay there, like that, forever.  But that made him think of that last moment together, when that image had flashed in his mind.

Ennis got up went back inside.  He sat down at the little table, and put his head down in his arms, but the questions were still swirling around in his mind.  He raised his head again, and rubbed his eyes.  He pushed aside all those notes from Cassie, so many of them.  He knew it wasn’t to be, despite spending so much time pretending it was.  Ennis got up and poured himself a drink.  He sat back down.  He just couldn’t stop thinking about that last time, being in Jack’s arms, all the fear and the shock, not knowing what was and what was to be.  He went to the drawer and found the empty postcard.  He found a pen, sat back down, and slowly began to write.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 24, 2007, 09:23:42 pm


     I liked that LittleWing.  very funny.. and short, as a drabble should be.  I kinda got carried away.  It is my longest one ever.  My was more of a double drubble.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 24, 2007, 09:37:07 pm


          Very sad Marl.  So sad.  great as usual.                                     janice
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 24, 2007, 10:37:29 pm
Girl, that's mean (and kinky).

(http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_11_6.gif) 

Merrily

 ::)
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Post by: Dagi on June 25, 2007, 07:08:29 am
Kinky 



“Aint gonna do it!” 

“Ennis…”

“No!

“Shit...don’t see why you gotta get all upset ‘bout it.  Was just an idea.”

“Aint right!  Aint normal!!  Aint the way it’s s’posed to be!!!” 

“Just a little fun.  Aint no big deal.”   

“NO!” 

“Why?”

“Cuz it’s…it’s…it’s fuckin’ kinky, that’s why!” 

“Aint nobody’s business but ours!”   

“Shit!”

“Well, fuck it then. Hell with you!  Was just tryin’ to keep things interestin’.  Tryin’ to spice things up is all.”

Ennis sighed, finally giving up completely. 

“And why exactly does spicin’  things up have to include salsa on my dick?”   

Jack smiled, reaching for the jar.

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

100 Words 





 :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

Great.
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 25, 2007, 07:58:58 am
The Siesta Motel
June, 1967

"Oh holy fuck!" shouted Ennis, as he collapsed on top of Jack, his chest sweaty and heaving.

Jack lay under the onslaught for a minute, then turned his head slightly. "You came like a fuckin freight train, boy."

"Yeah, I did," panted Ennis, his voice shaky. "What 'bout you?"

"I did too, like a train comin through."

"Oh fuck."

"You can say that again."

(57 words)

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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 25, 2007, 12:42:18 pm

 :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

Great.

Thanks, Dagi.     :-*
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 25, 2007, 12:45:50 pm
The Siesta Motel
June, 1967

"Oh holy fuck!" shouted Ennis, as he collapsed on top of Jack, his chest sweaty and heaving.

Jack lay under the onslaught for a minute, then turned his head slightly. "You came like a fuckin freight train, boy."

"Yeah, I did," panted Ennis, his voice shaky. "What 'bout you?"

"I did too, like a train comin through."

"Oh fuck."

"You can say that again."

(57 words)

Hi L,    :-*
Very nice.  ;) 
You know this is one of my favorite 'moments.'   hehehe   ;D
C*
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Post by: mariez on June 25, 2007, 12:56:15 pm
Hey, looks like I missed some great stuff yesterday!


Kinky 
........
“And why exactly does spicin’  things up have to include salsa on my dick?”   

 :o   :o  OMG, Cristine - it is so great to see you here again!  I will never again be able to eat salsa without thinking of this, you know that, don't you?     :laugh: :laugh:


. . . .  But oh my!!! That boy was a looker.  Tall and lean, and even if he did have his head down, he could see that.  He was probably the best looking cowboy he ever did see.  His heart was sure enough thumpin.       

Janice, I could watch this scene over and over again forever, especially the part where Jack says something under his breath - and you know his heart is thumpin' indeed. 


(Another late drabble...)

The Sleepless Night

(June 1982)
.... He just couldn’t stop thinking about that last time, . . ..


Neither can we, Ennis.   :'(  Beautiful, Marl.


"You can say that again."

Yes, you can - again and again and again - never enough.

Thanks, all
Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 25, 2007, 12:59:12 pm
How about I throw these out for today -  :)


Marie

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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 25, 2007, 01:20:16 pm
{{{{{ :-*  Marie  :-*}}}}}
Feels really good to pop back in.   ;)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 25, 2007, 01:40:14 pm


Flannel



“What the fuck?”

“Hhmm?”

“What you wearin'?”

“They’s called pajamas, Ennis.”

“What you wearin’ ‘em for?”

“Dunno, just been gettin’ a little cold at night.”

“Hell you say?  Whatcha mean…cold?” 

“Aint no big deal, friend.  We’s just gettin’ a little older.”

“Speak for yourself.” 

“B’sides, they’s kinda comfortable.  Here…feel.”

“hhhmm.  Soft.  What’s that called?”

“They’s flannel.  You like ‘em?”

“Rather have you naked.” 

“Well, they come off too.” 

“Best take care a that, then.  I can keep you warmer than anythin’ this soft…’cept…”

“Whut?”

“You can put ‘em back on when we’s done.  Feel kinda nice.”

“Whatever you say, cowboy.”   

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

100 Words


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Post by: Lumière on June 25, 2007, 01:47:36 pm
Aww, that was cute C*!  :)
Funny, while reading that... I had this picture in mind of Ennis in baby blue flannel PJ's with little puffy clouds all over them..lol.. ;D

Cheers!
~M
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 25, 2007, 01:52:22 pm
Aww, that was cute C*!  :)
Funny, while reading that... I had this picture in mind of Ennis in baby blue flannel PJ's with little puffy clouds all over them..lol.. ;D

Cheers!
~M

~M        lol  ;D    I can't stop laughing at that image.  Just spilled my coffee.   ;)  hehehe    And thanks.  I'm glad you liked it.   
C*
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Post by: Penthesilea on June 25, 2007, 02:37:35 pm
Howdy drabblers,

I just cought up with the last pages of this thread. Thank you all for your drabbles. Keep 'em coming!

 :)
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 25, 2007, 02:44:44 pm
Hi Cristine.  How cozy in the flannel PJs.  And they come off. (http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_27_3.gif)

Merrily

 ;D   Great emoticons.    ;D
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Post by: mariez on June 25, 2007, 05:54:49 pm

Flannel

 . . . .

“You can put ‘em back on when we’s done.  Feel kinda nice.”

 :) It's 90 degrees today - but I think I need to get the flannels out tonight! (C, you crack me up - I noticed that you've written two drabbles in a row that are precisely  100 words!) 


Aww, that was cute C*!  :)
Funny, while reading that... I had this picture in mind of Ennis in baby blue flannel PJ's with little puffy clouds all over them..lol.. ;D

Cheers!
~M

Great minds, M  - I had almost the same thought - baby blue flannel PJ's with little puffy sheep all over them . . lol!!!  ;D

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 25, 2007, 06:12:03 pm
Normal

Francine searched through her drawers looking for her favorite pajamas, needing the comfort of their softness and warmth.  She stopped suddenly, remembering that she'd thrown them in the hamper this morning, sticky with jam, and pulled on a worn nightgown - a hand-me-down from Junior.  She'd had to stay in from recess again today after a night of the awful coughing and wheezing that seemed to worsen with the frigid weather.

"Hey, li'l darlin'."  She smiled and turned at the sound of her daddy's deep voice.  "Feelin' better tonight?"  He stepped into the room and pulled her onto his lap as he sat on the edge of her bed.

The words tumbled out then, how she'd had to stay inside once again, reading a book while the others jumped rope and played hopscotch, how she could feel the looks and hear the whispers when the teacher had reminded her to stay at her desk, how she wondered if there were other girls like her out there somewhere.

"I just want to be normal, Daddy," she whispered.  Her daddy had been rocking her gently as she spoke but he started briefly and she heard him clear his throat.  He wrapped his arms around her from behind, rubbing his chapped cheek against her delicate one, softly humming.  "S'alright, darlin', s'alright."

Her eyes fluttered and closed to the sound of the gentle humming as she leaned back into her daddy's strong arms, their comfort and warmth far, far better than even her favorite flannel pajamas.

~~~~~~
252 words

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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 25, 2007, 06:23:08 pm
"I noticed that you've written two drabbles in a row that are precisely  100 words!)"

;)  Very true.  I've been leaning towards the precise definition of a drabble lately.  I find it very exciting to be able to make a point in exactly 100 words.   ;)   (Hard for me, actually.  But I think I'm getting a bit better.)   lol    ;D

C*
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 25, 2007, 06:29:56 pm
Normal


"I just want to be normal, Daddy," she whispered.  Her daddy had been rocking her gently as she spoke but he started briefly..."
~~~~~~
252 words

Very powerful moment.  Beautifully written. 
Marie, I think I missed your conversion.    :D
Was there a party?   When did you transition from head cheerleader to awesome drabbler?   Been away for a while.  Missed the memo.    ;) 
C*    :-*
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Post by: Cameron on June 25, 2007, 09:32:08 pm

On the Way

(September 1985)
Ennis was outside, waiting for Tom.  It was getting late, it was already after six.  Finally Tom came walking across the way.

“Whadya got there?” Tom asked, looking at the package Ennis was holding tightly in his hands.

“A present, for the baby, some flannel pajamas.”

Tom laughed.  “Isn’t it a little hot for flannel?” he asked.

Ennis didn’t reply.  He hadn’t thought of that. The funny feeling got stronger inside.  He tried to ignore it as they got inside the truck.  Ennis slowly began to drive to Junior and Kurt’s house.

“Ya got the jam?” Ennis asked nervously.

“Sure do”  Tom said, showing Ennis the package that he didn’t notice before.

The night was warm, but the days were getting shorter and the sun was going down.  The sky was lavender and orange and scarlet red.  Ennis drove on the empty road, with the lights already glowing in the passing houses.  They were almost there, but then he pulled over to the side of the silent road and stopped the truck, past the string of houses.  Ennis opened the window wide as if to get some air, but then he pulled his jacket tightly around him as if the evening was frigid cold, not soft with the summer warmth.

Tom put his arm around him.  “Hey, you okay?” he asked gently.

Ennis nodded, but there was a worried look in his eyes.

“What is it? Tom asked, pulling Ennis close.

Ennis shook his head.  “Don’t really know” he whispered.

“Hey, don’t worry.  What’s there to be so scared about?  It’s just your daughter’s house” Tom said softly, his lips on Ennis’ cheek.

Ennis shook his head again.  “I don't know…. just feel like we’re goin’ to some foreign country, or somethin’.  Like some place I ain’t never been before.  I…..I don’t….I just don’t know.”

“Hey, it’s okay” Tom murmured, wrapping both his arms tightly around Ennis.  “It ain’t a foreign place.” he said, his lips on Ennis’ damp brow.  “She knows, and it’s okay….it’s okay…. I know.”

Ennis stared into Tom’s deep blue eyes, trying to put the feeling into words.  But he couldn’t make a sound.  He closed his eyes and suddenly felt the summer warmth again as Tom’s soothing lips met his.

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Post by: Cameron on June 26, 2007, 12:25:51 am
Thanks Merrily, I hope so too. ;)

Wonderful drabbles today and yesterday too, everyone!!!!!

Marie, You are such an awesome drabbler, loved it. :D

Marl
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 26, 2007, 02:14:40 am




           Great drabbles everyone.. Marie, you are da bomb...and a block of guda
           Cameron;  you are doing your best to give that shy, introverted phobic man a life.
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 26, 2007, 07:34:16 am
Morning all,

For today...


L
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 26, 2007, 08:25:39 am
    “Holy shit it’s hot in here,”  said Ennis snaps popping loudly as he ripped off his shirt.   
   “ Well you could just open a damn window.”  Jack laughed, “Or do you think that whiteface doe and her fawn peeking out behind them pines are vice cops just lookin a stick their nose in your business?”
     “Actually I had somethin else in mind.”  Ennis loosened Jack’s tie.  “You smell so sweet, didn’t tell me we was fishin formal this time.”  He grinned.  “When you get all citified like this, unwrappin you is just like Christmas.” 


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Post by: Penthesilea on June 26, 2007, 11:12:12 am
Sorry, bending the rules again. The prompts didn't do it for me today and when I looked around my office, I saw a hula hoop. This is the result.



Hula Hoop

The girl bend down, picked up what had just barely touched the ground and tried again. She wiggled her hips but didn't find the right rythm. Again, the hula hoop slid down her skinny legs. This time, she gave it an angry kick and stood pouting, arms crossed over her chest.

"She looks like her mama." The man on the porch said to the one next to him.

"She also had a hot temper at that age?"

"No. Must come from her daddy's side."

A pause, then he continued "Bet she's gonna ask you to show her one more time."

"This time it's your turn, friend."

"No fuckin way!"

"Aw, c'mon. S'nobody here except the three of us."

-------

Later the same day, a sly grin showed on the man's face when he pulled out a polaroid he had secrectly taken in the afternoon, and showed it to his mate.

"Now you're mine, Ennis Del Mar. You gotta do whatever I want, otherwise I'll show this to the whole family at your big birthday party next month."

-------

It wasn't Jack's fault that they completely forgot about the polaroid, which had fallen to the floor next to the couch. And it wasn't Jack's fault that their curious, eight year old granddaughter found it the next day. Naturally he had no chance to keep Reggie from putting the polaroid into her travel bag, where Alma Jr. found it after Reggie had returned home from her visit at her grandpas' place.

But of course Junior knew it was all Jack's doing that she was able to see her almost fifty years old father with a hula hoop around his hips and the greatest smile on his face.


~303 words~
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Post by: mariez on June 26, 2007, 12:43:21 pm
Hi Marie.  That was great but I'll have to say I read it a few times before I realized that Francine was in the book, but they had changed her name to Jenny.  I was racking my poor little brain (http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15_1_61.gif) and then it came to me.   . . . . 

 :laugh: Thanks, Merrily.  You know - I thought of that - whether to use Francine or Jenny.  I read the short story years before the movie came out and I remember watching the movie and thinking "Jenny? What happened to Francine?"  I always did wonder why her name was changed.  Same with Bill/Monroe. But I did use "Monroe" instead of "Bill" in a drabble once because I wasn't sure if anyone woud remember who "Bill" was!   :laugh:


On the Way
.......
Ennis stared into Tom’s deep blue eyes, trying to put the feeling into words.  But he couldn’t make a sound.  He closed his eyes and suddenly felt the summer warmth again as Tom’s soothing lips met his.

Aww... I just want to reach into your drabble and give Ennis some reassurance.  (And it's fine about the flannel, Ennis - hot weather won't last forever)   :)  Lovely, Marl.


    “Holy shit it’s hot in here,”  said Ennis snaps popping loudly as he ripped off his shirt.  
   “ Well you could just open a damn window.”  Jack laughed, “Or do you think that whiteface doe and her fawn peeking out behind them pines are vice cops just lookin a stick their nose in your business?”
     “Actually I had somethin else in mind.”  Ennis loosened Jack’s tie.  “You smell so sweet, didn’t tell me we was fishin formal this time.”  He grinned.  “When you get all citified like this, unwrappin you is just like Christmas.” 

Woo Wee - loved that Clyde!  Christmas is my favorite holiday.   ;D  Thanks for drabbling.


. . . . .
But of course Junior knew it was all Jack's doing that she was able to see her almost fifty years old father with a hula hoop around his hips and the greatest smile on his face. 

Always a treat to read one of your drabbles, Chrissi  What a great image that is - you've made a lot of people smile with that one.   :)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 26, 2007, 12:51:03 pm
Greens 'n Beans

"It's a scorcher, today, that's fer sure."  Ennis wiped his brow and set his hat on the chair.

"Sure is, Daddy."  Junior smiled up at him as he kissed her cheek.  "Hope you don't mind chicken salad – hate to turn the oven on in this heat, and I've been craving salads lately." She giggled softly to herself.  "I guess these are my 'salad days'." 

Ennis's brow creased slightly, "Uh – what?" 

"Oh, just something I read in a book once.  'Salad days' – kind of like the best days of your life when you're all young and innocent-like – ya know, still kind of green."  She blushed slightly and laughed as she turned to get the plates. 

There was a whisper of a smile on Ennis's face as he watched Junior, and a faraway look in his eyes. "Bean days," he murmured to himself. 

~~~~~~~~
141 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 26, 2007, 07:51:20 pm
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"Now you're mine, Ennis Del Mar. You gotta do whatever I want, otherwise I'll show this to the whole family at your big birthday party next month."

 

Delightful!  What sweet blackmail.
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 26, 2007, 07:54:21 pm


Woo Wee - loved that Clyde!  Christmas is my favorite holiday.   ;D  Thanks for drabbling.


 

Thanks Marie, you're very kind.  Glad I was able to tap into something you liked.
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Post by: Cameron on June 26, 2007, 07:57:51 pm
Thank you Janice and Marie!!!

Wonderful drabbles today, Clyde, Chrissi and Marie!! ;D

Marl..
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 26, 2007, 07:59:00 pm
 

There was a whisper of a smile on Ennis's face as he watched Junior, and a faraway look in his eyes. "Bean days," he murmured to himself. 

 

I like "Bean days".  It's silly, sweet and poignant.  Something a guy would think of.
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Post by: Cameron on June 26, 2007, 09:11:30 pm

Another Summer Afternoon

(August 1980)
Ennis sat on the couch, lazily thumbing through one of Cassie's magazines.  It was one of those news magazines.  Cassie would sit and read it on Sunday afternoons, she said she liked to know what was going on in the world.  She would always try to give them to him to read.  She would say “don't ya wanna talk like an educated person?”  But he would always shake his head, and he would laugh to himself when she fell asleep with the magazine in her lap.

But today was real hot, about a 100 degrees.  They were too hot to go anywhere.  Cassie was taking a shower, she said “just can’t take this anymore, can’t take it at all.”  Ennis looked up at her when she said that, there was something about her voice, but he turned right back to the magazine.

Ennis slid deeper into the damp couch, going through the pages, not being able to contain his yawns.  There were articles about the oil crises, and the election, and inflation.  Ennis stared at that word, in a big bold headline.  He closed his eyes, not fighting the drowsiness, feeling the water of a crisp cool stream.

“It sure is a scorcher” Cassie said.  “Are you just goin’ to sit there like that all day?”

Ennis was jolted awake.  Cassie just had on a big white towel wrapped around her.  Her wet hair was dripping all over.  She sat down next to him.  He didn’t stir.  She smelled like baby powder.

Ennis kept flipping through the magazine.  There was an article about some plain clothes policemen in a far off big city, trying to deal with the drugs and the crime.  There was a picture of some in uniform, on the streets of the city.  Ennis stared at the picture.  One of them had dark hair, and a dark mustache, and he was tall and lean.  Cassie sat down beside him.  “It sure is hot” she said.

She felt cool against him, as she took the magazine out of his hands.  Ennis closed his eyes.  He could feel her against him, but he was standing in the stream, with the cool, rippling water flowing all around him.



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Post by: Clyde-B on June 26, 2007, 09:40:44 pm


  Ennis stared at the picture.  One of them had dark hair, and a dark mustache, and he was tall and lean.  Cassie sat down beside him.  “It sure is hot” she said.

 
Cameron, I like this because you know Ennis is agreeing with her, but not about the weather!
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Post by: Cameron on June 26, 2007, 11:39:22 pm
Thank you, Gary and Clyde!!! :)

Clyde, you sure are right about that!!!! ;)

M....
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Post by: mariez on June 27, 2007, 12:23:24 pm
I like "Bean days".  It's silly, sweet and poignant.  Something a guy would think of.

Good to know, Clyde - thanks.


. . . .
She felt cool against him, as she took the magazine out of his hands.  Ennis closed his eyes.  He could feel her against him, but he was standing in the stream, with the cool, rippling water flowing all around him.

That says it all, doesn't it, Marl?  Great to see that Cassie's talking to you. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 27, 2007, 12:25:46 pm
How about these for some Wednesday prompts:


Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 27, 2007, 01:46:37 pm
   "WASH ME!!!"
    Scrawled in foot high letters down both sides the old blue and white pickup.   
   “Who the hell...?” 
   “That gravel dust the only thing holdin it together?”
   “Jack f’ckin Twist, I might a knowed.”
    “Ennis, get that damn thing washed."
    “Yeah, sure, me with only $24.00 til next payday.”
    “You got a hose.  You know how to use it.”
     “You mean like this?”  Ennis grabbed the hose and soaked Jack full force.
     “Ennis!  I just stopped by passin through. I got no change a clothes.  Now what am I supposed to wear?”
     Ennis gave a wicked chuckle and grinned.

     100 words
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Post by: mariez on June 27, 2007, 04:13:31 pm
   "WASH ME!!!"
    Scrawled in foot high letters down both sides the old blue and white pickup.  
   “Who the hell...?” 
   “That gravel dust the only thing holdin it together?”
   “Jack f’ckin Twist, I might a knowed.”
    “Ennis, get that damn thing washed."
    “Yeah, sure, me with only $24.00 til next payday.”
    “You got a hose.  You know how to use it.”
     “You mean like this?”  Ennis grabbed the hose and soaked Jack full force.
     “Ennis!  I just stopped by passin through. I got no change a clothes.  Now what am I supposed to wear?”
     Ennis gave a wicked chuckle and grinned.

     100 words

LOL!  What I silly question, Jack.   ;D  Way to go, Clyde - all three prompts so cleverly used in 100 words. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 27, 2007, 04:16:03 pm
Sophomore

It wasn't a surprise when the old truck died a half hour into the hour-long ride.  The windshield wipers only worked on the passenger side, and his head ached from squinting through the rain.  He wouldn't allow himself a backward glance as he began the long walk home, collar pulled up against the heavy drops, boots crunching on the wet gravel.  He had already become inured to the disappointments in life during his 14 years.  No matter how much he wanted it, Ennis Del Mar would never be a sophomore and that was that.   

~~~~~~~~~
94 words
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Post by: Cameron on June 27, 2007, 06:13:14 pm

Till Friday

(June 1968)
Ennis was outside washing the old truck.  He was using the hose connected to the faucet from the laundry and the water was dripping all over the gravel under foot.  He wanted the truck to look nice.

“Ennis” Alma yelled, piercing the sound of the flowing water.

“Ennis” She yelled again.

Finally Ennis heard her and looked up to the top of the landing.

“Ennis, can’t you hear me” she yelled.  “I need twenty four dollars, for the groceries and the electric bill.”

Ennis looked down at the gravel, and began kicking it with his feet.  “Ennis” Alma yelled again.

“Not now Alma, don’t got it, ya gotta wait till payday.”

Alma went back inside the apartment, letting the door slam with a loud bang.  Ennis stared at the ground, but then he turned the water back on and he let it flow all over the truck.  He really wanted the truck to look nice, he was leaving right after work on Friday.

(165 words!)
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 27, 2007, 06:18:11 pm
LOL!  What I silly question, Jack.   ;D  Way to go, Clyde - all three prompts so cleverly used in 100 words. 

Marie

Thanks Marie,

I'm a beginner.  Trying to learn to say more with less.
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Post by: mariez on June 27, 2007, 08:36:58 pm
. . . .He really wanted the truck to look nice, he was leaving right after work on Friday. 

Marl, that was just great.  Merrily is right - that scene blends perfectly into the movie.  I love how you showed that no matter how long between their 'fishing' trips - they are always foremost on each other's minds. 

Marie
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Post by: Cameron on June 28, 2007, 01:31:23 am
Thank you so much, Merrily and Marie!!!! :)

Marie, just loved yours, like Merrily said, poor Ennis :(. ;D

Clyde, excellent mini-drabble!
 :)

Marl
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Post by: Cameron on June 28, 2007, 01:59:01 am
Merrily, I am sure you can write, I do hope you do drabble soon. :D
Please don't be shy.

But thank you again for your lovely comments. :)  I really do appreciate it. :)



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Post by: Cameron on June 28, 2007, 08:20:02 am
Any name is fine. ;D  Nice to know you, Merrily.
Hope you drabble soon. :)
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 28, 2007, 08:28:53 am
Sophomore

It wasn't a surprise when the old truck died a half hour into the hour-long ride.  The windshield wipers only worked on the passenger side, and his head ached from squinting through the rain.  He wouldn't allow himself a backward glance as he began the long walk home, collar pulled up against the heavy drops, boots crunching on the wet gravel.  He had already become inured to the disappointments in life during his 14 years.  No matter how much he wanted it, Ennis Del Mar would never be a sophomore and that was that.   

~~~~~~~~~
94 words


What a nice focus.  I've always loved Annie's choice of the word sophomore.  To poor Ennis it sounds sophisitcated because it's a big, important sounding word and he doesn't realize that it's true meaning is closer to inexperienced, or immature, and that's so poignant.
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Post by: mariez on June 28, 2007, 08:32:22 am
Thank you Cameron and Marie.  I love this site but I am not able to contribute, but I appreciate you mentioning my name - you don't know how much that raises my morale.  I wish I could write, maybe someday.

(http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_10_1.gif)

Merrily

Merrily, you are contributing!  Everyone who comes by drabblefest contributes, whether by writing, commenting or simply reading and enjoying!  And, as Marl said, who knows?  Maybe someday inspiration will strike.  But we're happy to see you here in any case.   :)

Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 28, 2007, 08:33:40 am
Till Friday

(June 1968)
   Ennis stared at the ground, but then he turned the water back on and he let it flow all over the truck.  He really wanted the truck to look nice, he was leaving right after work on Friday.

(165 words!)

Not one word about Jack, but no question where he's headed Friday is there?
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Post by: mariez on June 28, 2007, 08:41:43 am
What a nice focus.  I've always loved Annie's choice of the word sophomore.  To poor Ennis it sounds sophisitcated because it's a big, important sounding word and he doesn't realize that it's true meaning is closer to inexperienced, or immature, and that's so poignant.

Thanks, Clyde.  Yes, that's exactly how I've always felt about her use of that word!  :) Annie doesn't waste one single word in the short story - which serves to emphasize the meaning of the words she does choose - brilliant writing.   

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 28, 2007, 08:52:11 am
Hi all,

The discussion about sophomore gave me an inspiration for some prompts today:



Have fun!

L
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 28, 2007, 10:31:56 am
     “Hurry, we’re gone a be late”
     “Jack this thing looks silly.”  Ennis fiddled with his mortar board.  “What goes in front?”
     “Here, like this.”  Jack tilted it a jaunty angle.  “Junior’s gone a be so proud of her daddy in his cap and gown - what Alma thinks don’t mater.”
     “Very funny.   Jack Twist the comedian.  Feel’s like I’m wearin a dress.”
     “You look very impressive.”
      Ennis slumped.  “Jack, I’ve wanted this diploma all my life, what if ...”

       The relentless Wyoming wind slammed into the side of the trailer.  Ennis startled, sat up, rubbed his eyes.  Time to start another day.
         
       100 words     
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Post by: Penthesilea on June 28, 2007, 11:14:06 am
Hey Clyde, glad to see another drabbler has joined us  :). And even axactly 100 words twice in a row. Impressive. I think I managed only one time to write an exact drabble.



A belated welcome to our long running drabble fest also to Merrily and Gary. Marie is right: the commenters contribute as well as the writers to this thread.


Sophomore

It wasn't a surprise when the old truck died a half hour into the hour-long ride.  The windshield wipers only worked on the passenger side, and his head ached from squinting through the rain.  He wouldn't allow himself a backward glance as he began the long walk home, collar pulled up against the heavy drops, boots crunching on the wet gravel.  He had already become inured to the disappointments in life during his 14 years.  No matter how much he wanted it, Ennis Del Mar would never be a sophomore and that was that.  

~~~~~~~~~
94 words



Great drabble Marie.
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Post by: mariez on June 28, 2007, 12:34:53 pm
Thanks, Chrissi   :-*  and Welcome, Gary!  :)



     “Hurry, we’re gone a be late”
     “Jack this thing looks silly.”  Ennis fiddled with his mortar board.  “What goes in front?”
     “Here, like this.”  Jack tilted it a jaunty angle.  “Junior’s gone a be so proud of her daddy in his cap and gown - what Alma thinks don’t mater.”
     “Very funny.   Jack Twist the comedian.  Feel’s like I’m wearin a dress.”
     “You look very impressive.”
      Ennis slumped.  “Jack, I’ve wanted this diploma all my life, what if ...”

       The relentless Wyoming wind slammed into the side of the trailer.  Ennis startled, sat up, rubbed his eyes.  Time to start another day.
         
       100 words     

 Wow, Clyde, you had me going - just like Gary I wanted it to be true (Ennis did become a sophomore! ) - but reality came crashing down, which always seemed to be the case with Ennis's life.   :(  And, yeah, I'm also amazed at your ability to hit that "100" word mark!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 28, 2007, 12:38:10 pm
High School Graduate

Lightning Flat, Wyoming
February 7, 1958

It was dark in the closet and he tilted the picture slightly, trying to capture some of the sunlight streaming into the bedroom.  He didn't recognize the other two girls, but the one in the middle with the wide grin, clutching the rolled diploma and wearing her cap at a jaunty angle was definitely his mama.  He stared in wonder at the picture, focusing in on all the small details, before putting it back in the box and grabbing the 'church' shoes she had asked him to fetch.  He spared a glance back at the closet as he hurried out of the room and down the stairs, shaking his head slightly in amazement at the truths that could be uncovered in a small closet.   

~~~~~~~~~
130 words
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Post by: Penthesilea on June 28, 2007, 12:39:37 pm
Trying something new here

"drabbling live"

I have no idea what to write yet

Have another look at the prompts

alma mater
cap and gown
diploma


alma mater - alma matters - loved this wordplay

does alma matter?

she's the mother of ennis's daughters and it ain't her fault

poor thing. but i always have annie's words in my ear/mind: "in her misery voice" - god, she would drive me nuts. too sweet too innocent too obeying in the beginning, and too bitter and too accusing later on

still no idea about the prompts (and i'm sure i'm already over 100 words, lol)

diploma - that one calls out to me

diploma, diploma, diploma

high-school diploma. do you call the graduation title of high school a diploma? i think so.

in my language, diploma means a far more educated graduation than a high-school gradutaion is. different education system.

diploma. Junior.

ok i'll write about junior's high school graduation

no. Francine. Junior married too soon. francine could be one to have high goals and dreams. she's a live wire. bet she had troubles with her boring mother when she started dating. even more than junior had.

oh yes. i can picture francine being pretty much into boys  ;D  going out too often, having fun with her girl clique, teasing the boys. not sticking to one BF too hard. being more adventurous. ok. I have an idea
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Post by: Penthesilea on June 28, 2007, 12:40:21 pm
What an irony - Alma thought when her younger daughter told her she's pregnant. Last spring was Junior's wedding. I'd be so happy if she were pregnant. But no, Francine, her ne'er-do-well offspring let herself getting knocked up.

Now she stood there, at her graduation ceremony, in her cap and gown, her high-school diploma just a few hours old but already dispensable.

"Ennis, we gotta talk."


~64 words~
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 28, 2007, 12:57:09 pm
Ha ha stream of consciousness drabbling...I love it, Chrissi!

Great drabbles, everyone....thanks for sharing.

Leslie
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Post by: Cameron on June 28, 2007, 05:47:00 pm
So great to come home and see all these wonderful drabbles!!!!!

They are great, Clyde, Marie and Chrissie!!!!!!

Merrily, I just wanted to repeat what Marie said, yoiu are contributing a whole lot already!!!!!!
 ;D

Marl
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 28, 2007, 05:53:33 pm
What an irony - Alma thought when her younger daughter told her she's pregnant. Last spring was Junior's wedding. I'd be so happy if she were pregnant. But no, Francine, her ne'er-do-well offspring let herself getting knocked up.

Now she stood there, at her graduation ceremony, in her cap and gown, her high-school diploma just a few hours old but already dispensable.

"Ennis, we gotta talk."


~64 words~


           I loved your outlook Chrissi.  Free association.  the humor and the irony...love that
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 28, 2007, 06:01:51 pm


         When I see those girls with their diplomas.  Wearing those cap and gowns.  I will be the proudest daddy you ever saw.  All the years I worked on those ole ranches.  All those years I was
missin Jack so bad.  I'll never get em back.  I'll never have no alma mater, no diploma, but my little girls.  They will.   I made sure.  They got that education. 
          I seen to it. Made ever one of them child support payments.  Little extry ever now and then too.  When I had it.  But I sure wish Jack coulda seen em... I sure do miss ya Jack.  Yep sure do....
 

 100 wds           
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Post by: mariez on June 28, 2007, 06:08:29 pm
Trying something new here

"drabbling live"
 . . . . .
alma mater - alma matters - loved this wordplay

does alma matter? 

Oh, man I loved "watching" you drabble, Chrissi!  And I can't believe I didn't catch the "alma mater" / Alma connection - and then to see the finished product - just great.   :)



 
  . . . I seen to it. Made ever one of them child support payments.  Little extry ever now and then too.  When I had it.  But I sure wish Jack coulda seen em... I sure do miss ya Jack.  Yep sure do....
 100 wds           

Aww - he sure did make every one of those payments - no matter the hardships.  :'(
And Janice - I see you've joined the "exactly 100 word drabble" club!   ;D


Now I'm wondering if anyone will catch my little homage to Clyde's drabble in my drabble - once I read his, I made a slight change in mine.    ;)  LOL!

Marie
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Post by: Cameron on June 28, 2007, 07:01:30 pm
At the Bar

(June 1982)
Ennis sat alone at the bar.  No one else was there.  It was early on a Saturday afternoon.  He slowly drank his beer, and stared straight ahead at the wall. 

“Hey, can’t I get a beer, isn’t there any service around here?”

Ennis jumped at the noise and looked up to find a man sitting right next to him.

“Hey, ya want another one?” the man said.

Ennis shook his head.  The bartender came over, and the man got his beer.

“Today’s my son’s high school graduation” the man said.  “Right now he’s wearing his cap and gown and getting his diploma.”

Ennis looked at him.  “He didn’t want me to go, can ya believe that? the man asked.

Ennis looked at his beer again.

“He doesn’t want to see me anymore” the man continued, “just cause I told him that he’s a …”   But the man didn’t say what he told his son.

Ennis put his dollar on the table and started to get up.  “Hey, where ya goin’?   Don’t go, stay here and drink with me” the man implored.

“Come on, just stay, you got some better place to go?”

Ennis stopped.   He stood there, frozen for a moment.  Then he sat back down.  “Two more beers” the man yelled.  The bartender brought the beers right away.

‘I tell ya,” the man went on, “just can’t stand being all alone, can’t stand it no more.”   

Ennis finished the first beer and pushed the glass aside. “The worse thing there is” the man continued, “nothing worse at all.”

Ennis turned to him, and stared for a moment.  Then he closed his eyes and tightly clenched his hands.   He looked at the man again, and then at the wall.  Then Ennis started drinking the second beer.


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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 28, 2007, 07:06:30 pm
Oh, man I loved "watching" you drabble, Chrissi!  And I can't believe I didn't catch the "alma mater" / Alma connection - and then to see the finished product - just great.   :)


Aww - he sure did make every one of those payments - no matter the hardships.  :'(
And Janice - I see you've joined the "exactly 100 word drabble" club!   ;D


Now I'm wondering if anyone will catch my little homage to Clyde's drabble   in my drabble - once I read his, I made a slight change in mine.    ;)  LOL!

Marie

I can picture the jaunty angle.     ;) 
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Post by: Penthesilea on June 29, 2007, 01:32:03 am

         When I see those girls with their diplomas.  Wearing those cap and gowns.  I will be the proudest daddy you ever saw.  All the years I worked on those ole ranches.  All those years I was
missin Jack so bad.  I'll never get em back.  I'll never have no alma mater, no diploma, but my little girls.  They will.   I made sure.  They got that education. 
          I seen to it. Made ever one of them child support payments.  Little extry ever now and then too.  When I had it.  But I sure wish Jack coulda seen em... I sure do miss ya Jack.  Yep sure do....
 

 100 wds           

Aww, Janice, my fav drabble of yesterday's.


Marie:Who knows what kind of high hopes Mrs Twist had before she met her fate, that mean OMT.


Marl: Curious for the second part. I like that it is placed in 1982. Leaves so many possibilities open....
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 29, 2007, 05:49:03 am

Thank you Marl.  A bunch of us found ourselves on IMDb last night while BM was offline.  We ended up on the same topic and it was very disconcerting seeing all of that negative energy.  I went on another movie board today, and the same thing.  I feel so lucky to be here on BetterMost.  Everyone I've met here is so very nice and unselfish.  I really love what you guys do.  I guess it is my shyness or something, but I haven't been able to think of anything to write and probably would be too shy to post it if I could.  But I do love reading them. 

Thank you all for welcoming me. 

Merrily

           honey if i can do it.  you can do it too.  I was told one day to go do it.. and I tried.. thats all i did was try.. and it wasnt too bad..not great but not too bad...no one here is getting or giving a grade.  You do what you can and do your best...you will never have call to be embaressed.. We encourage all who try.  And who knows..you may just be the best of all.  so give yourself a chance to try..and just have fun with it.

   Thanks chrissi.  An i loved everyones drabbles today.  I am so pleased to see this flourishing again.
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 29, 2007, 09:06:20 am
Wow Clyde, this is great.  But gosh darn it, I wanted it to be true.   >:(  It's so sad that it was only a dream.

Gary

Thanks for the encouragement Gary. 

I have a problem when left to my own ends to write.  There seems to be so much I want to say, and it all wants to come out at once, so it creates quite a log jam and nothing gets said.  The drabbles limit my possibilities, force me to focus .

Yeah, I wanted it to be true too, but it just didn't seem to work out that way.

You're good at this, why don't you join us!
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 29, 2007, 09:08:41 am
High School Graduate

Lightning Flat, Wyoming
February 7, 1958

It was dark in the closet and he tilted the picture slightly, trying to capture some of the sunlight streaming into the bedroom.  He didn't recognize the other two girls, but the one in the middle with the wide grin, clutching the rolled diploma and wearing her cap at a jaunty angle was definitely his mama.  He stared in wonder at the picture, focusing in on all the small details, before putting it back in the box and grabbing the 'church' shoes she had asked him to fetch.  He spared a glance back at the closet as he hurried out of the room and down the stairs, shaking his head slightly in amazement at the truths that could be uncovered in a small closet.   

~~~~~~~~~
130 words


I love this little snippet, I've always wondered what more there was to know about the Twists.
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 29, 2007, 09:10:29 am
What an irony - Alma thought when her younger daughter told her she's pregnant. Last spring was Junior's wedding. I'd be so happy if she were pregnant. But no, Francine, her ne'er-do-well offspring let herself getting knocked up.

Now she stood there, at her graduation ceremony, in her cap and gown, her high-school diploma just a few hours old but already dispensable.

"Ennis, we gotta talk."


~64 words~

Prose as smooth as a mirror lake, you make it look so easy.
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 29, 2007, 09:14:21 am

         When I see those girls with their diplomas.  Wearing those cap and gowns.  I will be the proudest daddy you ever saw.  All the years I worked on those ole ranches.  All those years I was
missin Jack so bad.  I'll never get em back.  I'll never have no alma mater, no diploma, but my little girls.  They will.   I made sure.  They got that education. 
          I seen to it. Made ever one of them child support payments.  Little extry ever now and then too.  When I had it.  But I sure wish Jack coulda seen em... I sure do miss ya Jack.  Yep sure do....
 

 100 wds           

He would have felt just like this too, wouldn't he.
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 29, 2007, 09:18:01 am
At the Bar

(June 1982)
Ennis sat alone at the bar.  No one else was there.  It was early on a Saturday afternoon.  He slowly drank his beer, and stared straight ahead at the wall. 

“Hey, can’t I get a beer, isn’t there any service around here?”

Ennis jumped at the noise and looked up to find a man sitting right next to him.

“Hey, ya want another one?” the man said.

Ennis shook his head.  The bartender came over, and the man got his beer.

“Today’s my son’s high school graduation” the man said.  “Right now he’s wearing his cap and gown and getting his diploma.”

Ennis looked at him.  “He didn’t want me to go, can ya believe that? the man asked.

Ennis looked at his beer again.

“He doesn’t want to see me anymore” the man continued, “just cause I told him that he’s a …”   But the man didn’t say what he told his son.

Ennis put his dollar on the table and started to get up.  “Hey, where ya goin’?   Don’t go, stay here and drink with me” the man implored.

“Come on, just stay, you got some better place to go?”

Ennis stopped.   He stood there, frozen for a moment.  Then he sat back down.  “Two more beers” the man yelled.  The bartender brought the beers right away.

‘I tell ya,” the man went on, “just can’t stand being all alone, can’t stand it no more.”   

Ennis finished the first beer and pushed the glass aside. “The worse thing there is” the man continued, “nothing worse at all.”

Ennis turned to him, and stared for a moment.  Then he closed his eyes and tightly clenched his hands.   He looked at the man again, and then at the wall.  Then Ennis started drinking the second beer.




Makes you want to know what happened next. 
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Post by: MaineWriter on June 29, 2007, 09:44:55 am
Hello everyone,

For today


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Post by: Penthesilea on June 29, 2007, 11:05:46 am
He almost broke his nose. It came suddenly and unexpected. He crushed him into the wall; it hurt and for a brief moment he wondered what might have caused this burst. But before he had time to gasp for breath, he was all over him. He couldn't do anything against it.
When it was over, his nose wasn't broken after all, the bruises were not worse than usual. Yet for the first time, Jack got a glimpse of how it feels to hate someone. One day, one day he would be taller and stronger than his father.


~97 words~
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Post by: Penthesilea on June 29, 2007, 11:12:34 am
Leslie, Marl, Janice, Marie, Merrily and Clyde: thank you all for your kind words. Clyde, your comment is at least as smooth as my drabble  :).


Merrily: Janice is right. Just grab your courage and do it.


I toyed with the pronouns he and him today. And with your background knowledge and expectations  ;D. Hope you liked it.
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Post by: mariez on June 29, 2007, 12:31:54 pm
“He doesn’t want to see me anymore” the man continued, “just cause I told him that he’s a …”    . . . .

Oh, my ....   Your Ennis is spot on, as usual, Marl. 


And, yeah, I agree, Chrissi and Clyde - the Twists, individually and as a couple, have their own stories somewhere.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 29, 2007, 12:37:33 pm
. . . . Yet for the first time, Jack got a glimpse of how it feels to hate someone.  . . . .

So powerful.  Felt that one right in my guts.   >:(

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 29, 2007, 12:40:01 pm
The Thing

His heart pounded as he pulled his hat lower, closed his eyes briefly, and took a deep breath to gather himself.  Damn.  Just from spotting a pot of geraniums the same bright red as Jack's truck. 

~~~~~~~
36 words
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on June 29, 2007, 01:03:06 pm
Just thought I would let everyone know that I put the Bobby Ennis story together in Fanfic.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3606301/1/

 (http://s137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/?action-view&current=Ennis1983-1.jpg)
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 29, 2007, 01:06:28 pm
     Ennis wrinkled his nose as he staggered sleepy into the kitchen.  “What’s goin on out here?  What’s that I’m smellin?”
     Standing in front of the stove clad only in his Resistol, leather jacket, and boots Jack Twist grinned.  “Good mornin sunshine, how about some bacon, eggs, and hash brown potatoes.  You hungry?”
    Ennis smiled slyly.  “A naked cowboy in my kitchen.  What the hell kind of a get up do you call that?”
    “Got no bathrobe, so’s it’s just somethin I threw on to show off the flower of my manhood.”
   “Yeah, well I’m thinkin seriously about plucking your geranium.” 


100 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 29, 2007, 01:09:02 pm
He almost broke his nose. It came suddenly and unexpected. He crushed him into the wall; it hurt and for a brief moment he wondered what might have caused this burst. But before he had time to gasp for breath, he was all over him. He couldn't do anything against it.
When it was over, his nose wasn't broken after all, the bruises were not worse than usual. Yet for the first time, Jack got a glimpse of how it feels to hate someone. One day, one day he would be taller and stronger than his father.


~97 words~

One of those scary places you don't want to go, but you can't turn away.
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 29, 2007, 01:13:51 pm
The Thing

His heart pounded as he pulled his hat lower, closed his eyes briefly, and took a deep breath to gather himself.  Damn.  Just from spotting a pot of geraniums the same bright red as Jack's truck. 

~~~~~~~
36 words


Tears in only 36 words!
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 29, 2007, 01:49:29 pm
     Ennis wrinkled his nose as he staggered sleepy into the kitchen.  “What’s goin on out here?  What’s that I’m smellin?”
     Standing in front of the stove clad only in his Resistol, leather jacket, and boots Jack Twist grinned.  “Good mornin sunshine, how about some bacon, eggs, and hash brown potatoes.  You hungry?”
    Ennis smiled slyly.  “A naked cowboy in my kitchen.  What the hell kind of a get up do you call that?”
    “Got no bathrobe, so’s it’s just somethin I threw on to show off the flower of my manhood.”
   “Yeah, well I’m thinkin seriously about plucking your geranium.” 


100 words

Loved this!  What a visual.   lol   Can't stop grinnin'.      ;D

C*
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Post by: mariez on June 29, 2007, 02:16:33 pm
........
    “Got no bathrobe, so’s it’s just somethin I threw on to show off the flower of my manhood.”
   “Yeah, well I’m thinkin seriously about plucking your geranium.” 

100 words

 :laugh:  :laugh:  Clyde, I love the way your mind works, bud.  (And 100 words again!)

Marie
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Post by: Dagi on June 29, 2007, 02:40:09 pm
     Ennis wrinkled his nose as he staggered sleepy into the kitchen.  “What’s goin on out here?  What’s that I’m smellin?”
     Standing in front of the stove clad only in his Resistol, leather jacket, and boots Jack Twist grinned.  “Good mornin sunshine, how about some bacon, eggs, and hash brown potatoes.  You hungry?”
    Ennis smiled slyly.  “A naked cowboy in my kitchen.  What the hell kind of a get up do you call that?”
    “Got no bathrobe, so’s it’s just somethin I threw on to show off the flower of my manhood.”
   “Yeah, well I’m thinkin seriously about plucking your geranium.” 


100 words

awesome writing, Clyde! "plucking your geranium" ;D ;D ;D

You DRABBLERS are some terrific guys!  This board is really fun!

Dagi
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 29, 2007, 05:27:02 pm



         That was a wonderful guessing game Chrissi i really liked it.     

          {{{{hugs}}}}                           janice
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 29, 2007, 06:21:57 pm


Reunion



Jack reached up, touching his lips, swollen and raw already.  He felt the tingle on his cheek from Ennis’ five o’clock shadow, and grimaced as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

‘Damn, that had hurt.’ 

But then Jack smiled, the full truth of that brief moment under the stairs hitting him full on…

Ennis had missed him.

Ennis was every bit as excited to see Jack as Jack was to see him.

Jack wound a stray piece of yarn from the bedspread tighter and tighter around his finger as he warmed to that beautiful notion.

Ennis had missed him.

__________________________________________________________________

(100 Words)   (Lifted from  "MMM" - Part 1)    ;)   :-*

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Post by: Cameron on June 29, 2007, 06:55:26 pm

Arriving

(September 1985)
Ennis started the truck and they continued the drive to Junior ‘s house.  They rode in silence.  Ennis held the bag with the baby’s pajamas tightly in one hand as he clutched the steering wheel with the other.  Tom reached over and placed his hand over Ennis’ hand.  Finally they reached the tiny house, with the box of red geraniums on the rail of the tiny porch.  Junior was standing outside, with a worried look on her face.

Tom opened the door of the truck and began to get out, but Ennis just sat there, not moving.  “Hey come on” Tom said.

Ennis turned to Tom and smiled a lost, wan smile.  But his eyes and nose were all red.  Tom reached over and placed his hand on Ennis’ arm.  “Hey, let’s go, it’ll be fine.”

Alma Jr. stood at the top step, watching them.  Then her face broke out in a big broad smile.  “Daddy, Mr. Tom, I’m so happy you’re finally here.  Daddy, I made your favorite dinner for you, steak and hash browns.  I know you’ll like it.  Hurry up, Daddy, come on!!!” Junior called.  Then she opened the front door and stood there waiting for them.

Ennis slowly got out of the truck.  Tom placed his hand on his shoulder, but Ennis quickly moved away.  They climbed the three steps and Junior kissed both of them on the cheek as they got to the door.  Then they all went inside.


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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on June 29, 2007, 08:11:21 pm
Christine, That was beautiful - validation, hunh?   I love Jack - so easy to please.

 :-*
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 29, 2007, 08:17:34 pm



            That was so nice.  Ennis missed me too.....................


             Marl you are a wonder.  You bring them to life.              janice

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Post by: cwby30 on June 29, 2007, 08:19:49 pm
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Ennis slowly got out of the truck.  Tom placed his hand on his shoulder, but Ennis quickly moved away.  They climbed the three steps and Junior kissed both of them on the cheek as they got to the door.  Then they all went inside.

You captured the Ennis that has changed, yet hasn't.  Ennis must be lost in thought about Jack, and how he couldn't and didn't do this before with him.  Tom has so much patience; his feeling must run very deep.

Thanks for your continuing story. It has developed so well. 
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Post by: cwby30 on June 29, 2007, 08:44:57 pm
Heard this song on the radio today, one of my favorite oldies, and the story flowed from it. Still working on the "drabble" length; 223 words or so, if you ignore the lyrics. 

********************

Childress, Texas, June 1989

He dropped down onto the hard cement bench, the high hedge in the garden sheltering him from the noise and the crowd. He stretched his long legs before him on the grass, and pinched the bridge of his nose.  The new in-laws knew how to put on a good reception, though he wished the two love-birds had waited until finishing grad school next year.  The band started playing another song, an oldie, one he remembered his mama playing years ago.

Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely night dreaming of a song
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago
Now my consolation
Is in the stardust of a song

Beside a garden wall
When stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
A paradise where roses bloom
Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain


And he remembered his daddy throwing the old 78 on the floor, smashing it to bits, saying he was tired of hearing that song over and over again, and his mama leaning down and picking up each sliver of the record and putting them all into a paper bag, closing it carefully, and saying to nobody in particular, that it was the song Glenn Miller played that first time daddy had danced with her at the county fair all them years ago, and he had bought that record for her a few days later, and now neither of them could hear the music any more. 

As he stared down at the geraniums next to the bench, he felt his someone standing next to him. Looking up, his blue eyes meeting amber eyes, his cowboy asked, "Can I have this dance?"  Their first one.
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Post by: Cameron on June 29, 2007, 09:17:37 pm
Thank you so much, Cowboy and Janice!  I am so glad you are enjoying my story. I really appreciate your kind words. :)

Marie and Cowboy, what beautiful sad drabbles today, loved them. :)

Clyde and Christine, really enjoyed yours too, as I always do. :)

Marl
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on June 29, 2007, 09:30:41 pm



          That is one of my two favorite all time songs ...It is just so very special.  I never fail to fall back to my young life everytime i hear those words or the music.  Its spectacular no doubt..Thank you for bringing it back to mind.                                                                  janice
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 30, 2007, 08:18:51 am
Loved this!  What a visual.   lol   Can't stop grinnin'.      ;D

C*

Glad you liked it haunted by bbm, thanks!

I should have put a disclaimer on this one - If you're going to try this at home, don't fry the bacon!   :laugh:

 
:laugh:  :laugh:  Clyde, I love the way your mind works, bud.  (And 100 words again!)

Marie

Marie, I've only done 4 drabbles and 3 of them have involved getting Jack naked,  I'm sensing a pattern here!   ;D

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Post by: Clyde-B on June 30, 2007, 08:40:27 am
awesome writing, Clyde! "plucking your geranium" ;D ;D ;D

You DRABBLERS are some terrific guys!  This board is really fun!

Dagi

Thanks Dagi,

"plucking your geranium" is my Walmart knockoff of Annie's  Nieman Marcus / Harrods / KaDeWe "stemming the rose!"   :laugh:
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 30, 2007, 08:45:18 am

 
Jack wound a stray piece of yarn from the bedspread tighter and tighter around his finger as he warmed to that beautiful notion.

Ennis had missed him.

 

Ennis definitely spoke more eloquently with his actions.  *sigh*
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 30, 2007, 08:48:01 am
 

Ennis slowly got out of the truck.  Tom placed his hand on his shoulder, but Ennis quickly moved away.  They climbed the three steps and Junior kissed both of them on the cheek as they got to the door.  Then they all went inside.




This definitely makes you want to know more about what's going on.
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Post by: Dagi on June 30, 2007, 09:00:24 am
Thanks Dagi,

"plucking your geranium" is my Walmart knockoff of Annie's  Nieman Marcus / Harrods / KaDeWe "stemming the rose!"   :laugh:

Why don´t you write  a sequel to the "geranium plucking" for your buddys of JackwithEnnis?  ;D Please!

Dagi 
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Post by: Clyde-B on June 30, 2007, 09:04:00 am
Heard this song on the radio today, one of my favorite oldies, and the story flowed from it. Still working on the "drabble" length; 223 words or so, if you ignore the lyrics. 

As he stared down at the geraniums next to the bench, he felt his someone standing next to him. Looking up, his blue eyes meeting amber eyes, his cowboy asked, "Can I have this dance?"  Their first one.


Beautiful

    I was on a driving trip to North and South Carolina earlier this year and some little FM station played Willy Nelson's 'Someone to watch over me'  from his old Stardust album.  My first thought was of Ennis and Jack. 
    I wonder if they ever did have a dance, with the radio in the truck playing, way out there in the middle of nowhere.  I hope so.
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Post by: mariez on June 30, 2007, 11:24:04 am
I love seeing this place hoppin'!    :D

Marie, you have brought back a memory of my mother's closet.  It was small and always crowded and I wanted to look through her things when I was a little girl, but was afraid of getting caught.  She had an almost "inviting" way of being very private about her "things" and it begged for discovery of something exciting.  But, I was too scared.  When she was on her death bed and coming in and out of consciousness, she woke up suddenly and said "Be sure to check the drawers in the closet."  My sister was on one side of the bed and I was on the other. We just looked at each other with a knowing look and as soon as we could, went to the closet to see what she was talking about.  She had this little lingerie stand that had several drawers.  Ahaa...that looked like what she was talking about.  So, we pulled it out of the closet and scoped it out.  Disappointment, there was nothing of interest in there.  We were hoping for old love letters or something of value.  She just must have been dreaming. 

Merrily

Merrily, thanks so much for sharing this.  I think so many of us can relate to that - wondering what our parents' lives were like back when they were "people," and not just "parents"  - which is how we tend to look at them when we're very young.



. . . .Ennis had missed him. ________________________________________________________________

(100 Words)   (Lifted from  "MMM" - Part 1)    ;)   :-* 


Ahhh . . . I definitely need to find some time and start a re-read of "Missing Motel Moments."  Can't get enough of lines like that.   :)


. . . Tom reached over and placed his hand on Ennis’ arm.  “Hey, let’s go, it’ll be fine.” . . . .

 . . . They climbed the three steps and Junior kissed both of them on the cheek as they got to the door.  Then they all went inside. 

That was "just right," Marl.  It will be fine, Ennis - one small step at a time. 


Heard this song on the radio today, one of my favorite oldies, and the story flowed from it.  . . . .

 . . .As he stared down at the geraniums next to the bench, he felt his someone standing next to him. Looking up, his blue eyes meeting amber eyes, his cowboy asked, "Can I have this dance?"  Their first one.

Oh, what I wouldn't give to have seen that moment (well, in my mind I guess I have now! :))  I find there are so many songs that can stir up thoughts of our boys in my mind - and that one is especially apt and beautiful, cwby.

Thanks, all!
Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 30, 2007, 11:34:15 am
These prompts came to mind because they kind of describe my life right now  :P   LOL!


Gotta dash - have fun!

Marie
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Post by: cwby30 on June 30, 2007, 04:57:20 pm
Afternoon.

Cameron, Janice, Merrily, Clyde-B, Marie...thanks for the kind words and thanks for the memories you've given, too.   :)

While reading the fanfics, have often thought about OMT, and what made him bitter and do those things to his only son and only child at such a young age.  And though about why OMT and Mrs. OMT got married. So, decided that maybe at one point she fell in love with him, whether he did with her as much I don't know. Anyway, they did "court" a little bit, and an easy date was to go to the County Fair.  Then they heard the music, and she looked at him, and he asked her to dance.  Also, wanted to contrast the relationships [in my AU mind] between what OMT and Mrs. OMT after ten or fifteen years of marriage and for ever after, as against what Jack and Ennis had after spending their life apart/together, and what that first dance meant to Jack and Ennis. 

Also, felt like this was the appropriate moment.  You know how weddings and wedding receptions can affect one! 

Speaking of which...and I'm getting better at it...140 or so words this time, not counting the lyrics...

**************

Childress, Texas, June 1989 [Part 2]

Holding each other easily, arms around each other's waist, cheek to cheek, they swayed gently to the musical breeze that caressed them.  He wondered how those words had ever passed his lips, but now wished he had asked years before. Knew it wouldn't take so long to ask again.

He vaguely realized when one song ended and another began, though they themselves didn't miss a beat.

I stand at your gate and the song that I sing is of moonlight.
I stand and I wait for the touch of your hand in the June night.
The roses are sighing a Moonlight Serenade.

The stars are aglow and tonight how their light sets me dreaming.
My love, do you know that your eyes are like stars brightly beaming?
I bring you and sing you a Moonlight Serenade.

Let us stray till break of day
in love's valley of dreams.
Just you and I, a summer sky,
a heavenly breeze kissing the trees.

So don't let me wait, come to me tenderly in the June night.
I stand at your gate and I sing you a song in the moonlight,
a love song, my darling, a Moonlight Serenade.


Nothing better than holding your man in your arms in a moonlit garden, swaying to a love song played by an unseen orchestra. Was having such a good time, felt he could paw the white out of that moon.

"Ahem, Dad, Pop?, Sorry to interrupt."

With a brief look into each other's eyes making promises of things to come, but without letting go of each other, they reluctantly turned towards the unexpected guests who had entered their private ballroom.
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Post by: Cameron on June 30, 2007, 09:12:28 pm
At the Bar (Part 2)

(June 1982)
Ennis sat there drinking the beer.  The man kept right on talking, stopping only once and a while to drink.  “Maybe I won’t even go home today, it’s gonna be a three ring circus.  The wife’s gonna have all the family over, there'll be a million unexpected guests, it’ll be crazy.  Why should I be there?  Why should I go at all”

Ennis looked at him, then looked back at his beer.  The man kept right on talking.  “They didn’t want me at the graduation, but they sure will want me home.  Who else is the damn old lady goin’ to get to do all the work.  I’m gonna stay right here, I ain’t goin’ to go home at all.”  The man stopped for a moment, drank some beer and looked at Ennis.  “You gotta wife?”

Ennis shook his head.  “Not now” he said real quietly. 

 “Your better off” the man said.  He stared hard at Ennis.  “Then whadya doin’ here, drinkin’ by yourself so early in the day?”

Ennis closed his eyes.  The questions repeated in his mind.  “What am I don’t here.”  He looked at the man, then finished the beer and stood up.

“I gotta go.”

“Ya sure?” the man asked, as he stared at Ennis.  “You should….”   But suddenly the man stopped, and a look of concern appeared on his face.  “Guess ya gotta go with the flow” he said softly.  “Hey, what’s your name?”

“Ennis Del Mar.”

“Ennis Del Mar” the man repeated.  “My name is Bill, Bill Jensen.”  He then held out his hand.  Ennis hesitated, then took it, and was startled by Bill’s tight grip.  He looked at his face and for the first time noticed his piercing eyes.  “Let’s do it again sometime”  Bill said.

Ennis stared at him, then turned and slowly walked out of the bar.  He got into his truck and put in the key.  But then he slumped back in the seat and closed his eyes.  ‘Saturday’ he thought ‘ almost four weeks.”  The images flashed through his mind.  Ennis covered his face with his hands and sat there.  He sat there, like that, for a long time.  He didn’t know where he should go.

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Post by: mariez on June 30, 2007, 10:38:37 pm

 . . . . . they reluctantly turned towards the unexpected guests who had entered their private ballroom.

What a beautiful closing phrase.  And I loved your nod to the short story with the reference to pawing the white out of the moon - one of my favorite sentences ever. 


. . .  The images flashed through his mind.  Ennis covered his face with his hands and sat there.  He sat there, like that, for a long time.  He didn’t know where he should go. . . .

Oh, Marl, what a sad scene, but so believable and so well-written.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 01, 2007, 02:35:47 am
         A brightly painted wagon, refugee from a three-ring circus, now safely on the shores of Widow’s creek.  Emblazoned across the side: ‘Percilla the Monkey Girl’
        “Thank you, we wouldn't have made  it without  you two.”  A sweet voice from a diminutive figure in a flowered sundress, unremarkable but for the fine brown fur covering every inch of exposed skin.  “Please, join us in town for dinner.”
        Ennis toed the dirt
        “C’mon Ennis, go with the flow.”
         Percilla took Ennis's hand.  “Afraid of being stared at, Honey?”  Her eyes sparkled.  “Can’t let a little thing like that keep you from living.”


100 words


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Post by: mariez on July 01, 2007, 08:00:06 am
. . .  “Can’t let a little thing like that keep you from living.” 

Awesome writing, as usual, Clyde.  Makes me want to gather Ennis up in a comforting hug.  A wise woman, that Percilla. 

Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 01, 2007, 09:05:19 am

While reading the fanfics, have often thought about OMT, and what made him bitter and do those things to his only son and only child at such a young age.  And though about why OMT and Mrs. OMT got married. So, decided that maybe at one point she fell in love with him, whether he did with her as much I don't know. Anyway, they did "court" a little bit, and an easy date was to go to the County Fair.  Then they heard the music, and she looked at him, and he asked her to dance.  Also, wanted to contrast the relationships [in my AU mind] between what OMT and Mrs. OMT after ten or fifteen years of marriage and for ever after, as against what Jack and Ennis had after spending their life apart/together, and what that first dance meant to Jack and Ennis. 

 

I've wondered about OMT too!  How did he become such a mean spiteful old martinet?  And why did such a sweet lady marry him?  Sometimes I think, just maybe, OMT had once been a dreamer like Jack, and Jack's unfulfilled dreams dredged up painful memories of his own.
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 01, 2007, 11:11:14 am
At the Bar (Part 2)

 
Ennis stared at him, then turned and slowly walked out of the bar.  He got into his truck and put in the key.  But then he slumped back in the seat and closed his eyes.  ‘Saturday’ he thought ‘ almost four weeks.”  The images flashed through his mind.  Ennis covered his face with his hands and sat there.  He sat there, like that, for a long time.  He didn’t know where he should go.



So what does he do next?  I'm interested!
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 01, 2007, 11:15:22 am
That was great Clyde.  Kind of reminds me of the tattooed girl on the dance floor.  Ennis was so concerned that people could "see" something.  Fear.  Poor Ennis.

Thank you Merr.  It almost was the tatooed lady!

You should give drabbles a try, that little vignette you wrote the other day sure shows you could.
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 01, 2007, 11:18:16 am
Awesome writing, as usual, Clyde.  Makes me want to gather Ennis up in a comforting hug.  A wise woman, that Percilla. 

Marie

Thank you Marie, you're so kind.
   
I hope your three-ring circus is under control!   ;D
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Post by: Penthesilea on July 02, 2007, 11:51:18 am
         A brightly painted wagon, refugee from a three-ring circus, now safely on the shores of Widow’s creek.  Emblazoned across the side: ‘Percilla the Monkey Girl’
        “Thank you, we wouldn't have made  it without  you two.”  A sweet voice from a diminutive figure in a flowered sundress, unremarkable but for the fine brown fur covering every inch of exposed skin.  “Please, join us in town for dinner.”
        Ennis toed the dirt
        “C’mon Ennis, go with the flow.”
         Percilla took Ennis's hand.  “Afraid of being stared at, Honey?”  Her eyes sparkled.  “Can’t let a little thing like that keep you from living.”


100 words


Clyde:
Oh! Directly to the core. Wise words from Percilla.
Loved this one.


At the Bar (Part 2)

Ennis stared at him, then turned and slowly walked out of the bar.  He got into his truck and put in the key.  But then he slumped back in the seat and closed his eyes.  ‘Saturday’ he thought ‘ almost four weeks.”  The images flashed through his mind.  Ennis covered his face with his hands and sat there.  He sat there, like that, for a long time.  He didn’t know where he should go.




Marl:
Never enough information, never enough. You keep us guessing and wondering. And of course, you had me with this one right from the first installment on. Already waiting for more.


**************

Childress, Texas, June 1989 [Part 2]




Cowboy:
Oh my. 1989, not '79. Now it makes more sense  :laugh:
My fault, I misread it.
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Post by: mariez on July 02, 2007, 12:14:47 pm
Hey drabblers and drabbler-lovers - popping in with some Monday prompts: 


 :)
Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on July 02, 2007, 03:28:26 pm
                                                                        Saturday, June, 24th, 2000     

Rock Springs Herold


First openly gay mayor in Wyoming


Seven Wolves - The 534 inhabitants village east of Rock Springs is the first Wyoming town to be ruled by an openly gay man. Jack C. Twist won the race for the mayor's office last Sunday. The 56 year old Wyomingite campaigned independently from the big parties as a neutral candidate. He and his partner have lived in Seven Wolves, where they own a horse ranch, for seventeen years.
Twist has been a member of town council for years and decided to candidate when the hitherto mayor, Robert A. Everton, announced he wouldn't stand by for another term due to reasons of age.
While Wyoming Equality and other organisations dealing with GLBT affairs spoke of an historic and long overdue event, for Twist the fact that he's gay is of secondary importance. "I want to be the best mayor in Wyoming, not the gayest one." he told the Rocky Springs Herold.  ~CiH
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Post by: Penthesilea on July 02, 2007, 03:37:22 pm
In case you wonder where the prompts are: uhm, well ....  no prompts in it. Not a single one. Yet it was inspired by the prompt "bonfire". But then I decided it would work better this way and cancelled the bonfire.
BTW, its 164 words.
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 02, 2007, 05:35:51 pm
     The night air was crisp, the bonfire roared.  Half the beer was gone.
     “Ennis, where’s the marshmallows?”  Jack plopped down on a log.  “Ouch!”
     “What?”
     “I think I got a splinter in my butt.”
      “OK, drop em.”
      Jack stood and lowered his Levis to half-mast.  Ennis bent close squinting myopically.  “You realize this is true friendship.”  His rough hand searched gently.  “Couldn’t you’ve got stuck by something bigger?”  He kissed Jack’s rear end.
      Jack grinned.  “Chewed them fingernails til you got a get it with your teeth?”
      “There, it’s out.”  Ennis reached between Jack’s legs and squeezed.  “Found the marshmallows!”


100 words

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Post by: mariez on July 02, 2007, 06:22:04 pm
                                                                       
Seven Wolves - The 534 inhabitants village east of Rock Springs is the first Wyoming town to be ruled by an openly gay man. Jack C. Twist won the race for the mayor's office last Sunday.

Wow, Chrissi.  First the "live" drabble and now this great news article - you've really got a creative spurt going - what a great idea.  I want to move to Seven Wolves - any town that elects Jack Twist mayor is my kind of place!   :)

. . .“There, it’s out.”  Ennis reached between Jack’s legs and squeezed.  “Found the marshmallows!”

100 words

 :laugh: :laugh:  Don't stand too close to the fire Jack - don't want to roast those marshmallows!  This is so funny, Clyde - and so sweet and sexy too.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on July 02, 2007, 07:52:43 pm
(This was supposed to be short, but it kept growing.....)

The Bonfire

(June 1982)
Ennis sat in his truck for a long, long time.  Then he went back home to the trailer.  He took another beer out of the fridge, lit up a cigarette, and then took out the blank postcard that he had in the drawer by the sink.  He sat down at the table and stared at it.  “Go with the flow, you gotta go with the flow.”  The man’s words kept ringing in his head.  He sat there with the blank postcard in his hand.

All of a sudden, Ennis heard a lot of noise, like a big commotion coming from outside.  He stood up and looked at the small clock.  It somehow was almost ten already.  He didn’t know where the day had gone.  He went to the door and stepped outside.  By the road, at the edge of the trailers, a group of people were standing around, a large bonfire was burning, the only light in the darkness.  He began walking forward very slowly to get a better look, then he stopped.  There was a group of people gathered around the fire, children and grownups, all chattering and laughing.  The children had sticks, with marshmallows at the end, and they were all laughing with glee as they tried to eat them off the sticks.  Ennis stood and watched.

“Hey, Del Mar!”

Ennis looked around, suddenly he saw the man from the bar coming towards him.

“Del Mar, I didn’t know you live here too, where ya been hidin’?  Bill Jensen, don’t ya remember?”

Ennis nodded as the flames danced in front of him.

“Come join us, come on!”

Ennis began walking towards the fire with Bill Jensen.

“Hey, can you grab a couple of those” Bill said, looking towards a pile of old wooden boards.

Ennis grabbed a few and put them in the fire.  He could feel the heat on his face, he could see the embers headed towards him.  The children were running around, shrieking and laughing, the grownups were all talking.  He didn’t hear what they were saying.  He heard the sound of the fire.

Then he felt a sharp pain in his hand.  He looked at it, there were splinters all over.  He stared back at the fire, remembering.  The flames were bright against the blackness of the night.  The pain was sharper, but Ennis stood there, staring into the fire.


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Post by: Cameron on July 02, 2007, 10:49:33 pm
Great drabbles the past couple of days,Cowboy, Chrissi and Clyde.

Thanks Marie, Chrissie and Clyde!



Marl:
Never enough information, never enough. You keep us guessing and wondering. And of course, you had me with this one right from the first installment on. Already waiting for more.



Chrissie, Not enough information?  I thought I tell everything! ;)

Merrily, that's really interesting, how you see it, thanks.

Actually I really thought this would be a 'one-shot' of Ennis sitting at the bar, but I guess it's taken on a life.  Just to clarify, I chose 1982 as a compromise, because the screenplay says that the last meeting was in 1981 which seems to early to me.  So I say the last meeting was in 1982 which makes more sense to me, so this is happening a little while after that.

Marlll
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 03, 2007, 01:03:18 am



          This is one of the very best drabble days ever.. they are all terrific.  you should all be very proud.  Chrissi, Cowboy, Merl Merr, Clyde.. You are all outdoing yourselves these days.....janice
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Post by: Penthesilea on July 03, 2007, 01:52:07 am

Just to clarify, I chose 1982 as a compromise, because the screenplay says that the last meeting was in 1981 which seems to early to me.  So I say the last meeting was in 1982 which makes more sense to me, so this is happening a little while after that.

Marlll



Oh. 

 :(

Thank you for clarifying.
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 03, 2007, 09:12:54 am
Penthesilea,
Thanks for your comments.  I wish yesterday's news article could have been true.   :'(

Merr and Mariez,

Thank you.  Glad I could give you a chuckle.   ;D

Made me laugh when I thought of it.

Marl.

Beginnin to wonder who this Bill Jensen fella is and whether he's friend or ...

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Post by: mariez on July 03, 2007, 09:33:56 am
(This was supposed to be short, but it kept growing.....)

  . . . .
Then he felt a sharp pain in his hand.  He looked at it, there were splinters all over.  He stared back at the fire, remembering.  The flames were bright against the blackness of the night.  The pain was sharper, but Ennis stood there, staring into the fire.

Poor Ennis is almost always in some kind of pain . .. :(  Bill Jensen makes me uncomfortable, too....  Glad to see you're going with the flow and continuing this little story, Marl.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 03, 2007, 09:38:26 am
Hey there, drabblefesters!  How do these sound?


Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 03, 2007, 11:34:02 am
      Miles of backed up traffic, Ennis hated cities.  Next car over a guy gobbled french fries.  On the radio Willy Nelson sang “Someone to watch over me ...” 
       That brought back memories.
       Their very first dance ...

       A cool clear night ... truck radio playing...
      “C’mon Ennis, dance with me.”
      “Jack, you know I don’t ...”
      “Yeah, I know...” Jack had slumped down, Ennis saw the tear.
       “C’mere, Rodeo.”  He’d grabbed Jack’s hand, wrapped his arms round Jack’s waist.
        They’d circled in mutual embrace, sharing a kiss, while the fire burned to embers and the stars shown bright.

         A horn blared.  “Move it, asshole!”



   100 words


Sound familiar? I only steal from the best!   ;D
Also, the Rodeo nickname is stolen from littlewing.
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Post by: Lumière on July 03, 2007, 12:57:08 pm
Hello drabble lovers.  :)

I got a dabble today.


Under My Skin ...



It was one of those sweltering hot summer days.  Jack could feel large drops of sweat trickling down his back and chest.  There was so much to be done around here – he needed to finish mending this dang fence within the next two days.  Ennis was out back, mucking out the stables.  This life was hard work, but he’d expected no less.  They had a good thing going here. 

“Break for lunch?” Ennis called from the side of the little farm house.

Jack turned around and smiled as Ennis walked up to him.  Even covered in dirt and sweat and bits of horse manure, Ennis still managed to ignite a spark, a hunger deep inside.  His body was tanned from all the sun exposure and the golden strands of his curly hair clung to his head from his perspiration.  Yet, Jack thought he never looked more handsome. 

“I’m ready for lunch,” Jack smiled teasingly.  He grabbed Ennis by the waist of his jeans, pulled him closer and planted a warm, wet kiss on his lover’s parted lips.

“You smell like horse shit,” he said, smiling brightly.

“Fuck you,” Ennis joked, whacking him playfully on the rump.  “Jack, we gotta stop this before we git too carried away.”  He ruffled Jack’s sweaty hair and smiled, his eyes delivering a promise Jack could not miss.  He turned around and walked away.

“We got sandwiches … and beer!” he called out as he disappeared around the corner of the house.  He doesn’t have to do much to git me goin’, Jack thought to himself as he abandoned the broken fence and ran after Ennis…

~*~*~

“Hey Jack!  Git back in here!  The water’s mighty fine!”  Ennis yelled from the river, shattering Jack’s daydream.

Four years after Brokeback and I've still got him under my skin, still all I can dream about … Who knows, maybe that dream of a lil’ ranch will someday come to pass ..    “I’m coming in!”  Jack called out, a bounce in his step and a hope in his heart.


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Post by: mariez on July 03, 2007, 05:54:33 pm
      Miles of backed up traffic, Ennis hated cities.  Next car over a guy gobbled french fries.  On the radio Willy Nelson sang “Someone to watch over me ...” 
       That brought back memories.
       Their very first dance ... . . . . .    

Oh, I love that, Clyde - any mention of J&E dancing turns me all gooey.   :)  (100 words exactly - again!!!!)


~*~*~

“Hey Jack!  Git back in here!  The water’s mighty fine!”  Ennis yelled from the river, shattering Jack’s daydream.

Four years after Brokeback and I've still got him under my skin, still all I can dream about … Who knows, maybe that dream of a lil’ ranch will someday come to pass ..    “I’m coming in!”  Jack called out, a bounce in his step and a hope in his heart.

Aww, M - you really had me going there.  Sniff.  And then this - "..a bounce in his step and a hope in his heart" is just a killer.  :'(   Wonderful writing, as always, M - it's great to see you!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 03, 2007, 06:07:35 pm
Except for One

The same story car after car. Except for one.  Drivers cursing in frustration, honking their horns, craning their necks. Except for one. All in a hurry to get away from where they'd been and anxious to get where they were going.  Except for one.  One driver was content to sit, reluctant to put distance between himself and where he'd been, in no hurry to get home.  In fact, he hoped the traffic jam lasted for hours.  The longer it lasted, the more time he had to spend with his one true love – even if it was only in a daydream.

~~~~~~~~~~~
100 words (!!!!)
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Post by: Lumière on July 03, 2007, 06:20:17 pm

Marie ~
 .. So great to be around here again. ;)
I loved your drabble - short, to the point .. so bittersweet! :)



         A horn blared.  “Move it, asshole!”

Bloody driver ruined a perfectly sweet dream!  >:(
Great drabble, Clyde! =)


Cheers,
~M
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Post by: Cameron on July 03, 2007, 07:55:34 pm

Flashes of Light

(June 1982)
Ennis stood there staring at the fire.  The noise was swirling all around him.  It felt like a dream, or like a half asleep daydream.  The splinters were stinging in his hand.  He closed his eyes and felt the heat of the fire, he saw the images flashing with the glow of the flames.

Ennis felt something in his hands.  He opened his eyes, a plate with thick brown French fries and a hot dog in a bun were in his hands.  “You better eat up, cowboy”  he heard a voice say.  He looked around, a woman was standing next to him.  He couldn’t tell if she was old or young, she had dark hair streaked with some grey and warm smiling eyes.  “Better eat up, cowboy” she said again, and then she turned around and disappeared behind the dancing fire amidst the scampering children.

Ennis stepped back and leaned against a tree and ate, not sure of what else to do.  A figure was approaching him, he stared at the plate of half eaten food.  “I made up my mind” a voice said.

Ennis looked up, Bill Jensen was standing next to him again.  “Ever lived in a city?” Ennis shook his head.  “I did, for awhile, feel just like I’m in a big traffic jam.”

Ennis just stared at him, Bill kept right on talking.  “Ya know the feeling, you wanna move, you wanna go ahead, but you just keep going nowhere.  Just goin’ nowhere, man” he said.

Ennis saw a flash of light before his eyes.  “I made up my mind” Bill said, and then he turned, and headed back towards the fire.

Ennis leaned back against the tree.  The flames of the bonfire were dancing, the light was shimmering before him, the voices were swirling all around him.
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 04, 2007, 07:43:11 am
Hello everyone,

For today, try these:


Have fun!

Leslie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 04, 2007, 09:11:13 am
Except for One

   The longer it lasted, the more time he had to spend with his one true love – even if it was only in a daydream.

~~~~~~~~~~~
100 words (!!!!)


Ah Yes...

100 words!!!!
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 04, 2007, 09:14:10 am
Flashes of Light

 
Ennis leaned back against the tree.  The flames of the bonfire were dancing, the light was shimmering before him, the voices were swirling all around him.


and then???

Is that hot dog symbolism?   ;D
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 04, 2007, 10:21:34 am
    He had to get out of there.
    Ennis had heard a parade, sounded patriotic, maybe early Fourth of July, followed the noise.  Found the street filled, people waving rainbow flags, brightly colored floats, half naked young men dancing like they had roman candles between their legs or they were deep sea fishing reeling them in.
    Turning to flee, he froze.
    Two young kids, ranch hands from the look of them, one fair, one dark, stood side by side in their Levis and Resistols, silent in the noise.  But all Ennis could see was their two hands... clasped together... fingers entwined.


100 words
 

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Post by: Penthesilea on July 04, 2007, 10:54:24 am
    He had to get out of there.
    Ennis had heard a parade, sounded patriotic, maybe early Fourth of July, followed the noise.  Found the street filled, people waving rainbow flags, brightly colored floats, half naked young men dancing like they had roman candles between their legs or they were deep sea fishing reeling them in.
    Turning to flee, he froze.
    Two young kids, ranch hands from the look of them, one fair, one dark, stood side by side in their Levis and Resistols, silent in the noise.  But all Ennis could see was their two hands... clasped together... fingers entwined.


100 words



Hit me directly in the heart. Makes me feel sad for Ennis. If only, if only....
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Post by: mariez on July 04, 2007, 12:45:15 pm

 . . .Ennis leaned back against the tree.  The flames of the bonfire were dancing, the light was shimmering before him, the voices were swirling all around him.


What a great description of Ennis's fear and confusion.  And, yes, what next? 


. . .    Two young kids, ranch hands from the look of them, one fair, one dark, stood side by side in their Levis and Resistols, silent in the noise.  But all Ennis could see was their two hands... clasped together... fingers entwined.

100 words

You set that up so perfectly, Clyde.  Very, very nicely done. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 04, 2007, 12:51:26 pm
A Good Day

Same script, new year. Next up - fireworks.  L.D. in charge, of course, blustering about his manly prowess in handling the roman candles and bottle rockets. 

The "ooohs" and "ahhhhhs" came to an abrupt halt when a sudden gust of wind dropped a brightly colored spark directly onto L.D.'s brand-new Resistol.  The partygoers watched in stunned silence as L.D. let out a high-pitched squeal and pranced to and fro, waving his hat in the air. 

Jack felt the laughter bubble in his chest and his eyes met Lureen's in a moment of complicity, both of them turning their laughter into coughs as they turned away. 

Best Fourth of July he'd had in a long while. 

~~~~~~~
115 words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 04, 2007, 01:25:16 pm
                             Germ  of an Idea
            Ennis leaned back against the door of the trailer.  He had adjusted the shirts, and straightened the card.  Nothing else to do for the evening.  He turned on the television, and
watched the afternoon news.  He took his last beer from the old fridge, and stretched his long
frame out in the ratty old recliner, to watch the man tell, about the the fireworks display in town.
              He had forgotten it was the fourth.  He figured he needed some things anyway from the general
store, so he pulled on his coat, and headed out to the store.  When he got to town he felt like it
was going to be a long night with all that damned racket, so figured he might as well get a head start on that buzz he would be needin.
               Soon as he picked up the beer and cigarettes, and a couple of boxes of Kraft mac and cheese, he placed them in the truck bed, and headed down to the bar.
               He walked in and saw the place was damned near deserted, except for a couple of middle aged women at a table in the corner, and three young men playing pool in the back room.  He told the bartender he wanted a budweiser, and just waited at the bar for him to hand it to him before sauntering back to the rear to jus lean against the wall and watch the young men playing pool.
                He stood that way for quite a space a time, watchin the boys playin pool.   One of the ladies in the corner was writing something down on a pad. she looked up now and then watched the guys in back, and got an odd look on her face as she watched him standing there.  He shrugged it off but it made him feel kinda uncomfortable. In a rather disturbing, but still unfearful way.  Like she was seeing him in some oddly different kind of way.  Like he might be one of them zoo animals he had heard tell of.
                He looked at the clock on the wall and decided it was time to head out home.  Had to get back to work pretty early in the morning.  He placed his empty bottle on the shiny wooden bar, and walked slowly out.  Heading for another night alone.
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Post by: cwby30 on July 04, 2007, 04:33:15 pm

Childress, Texas June 1989 [Part 3]


"What?" they said in unison.

He smiled at that. After all these years together he and Ennis often acted as one.  They finished each other's sentences; they knew when a kiss or the touch of a hand would soothe the other's troubled thoughts; they fixed each other's favorite meals; they divided up chores with a nod of the head. And they could communicate encyclopedias of thoughts in their glances. 'God, how I love him! Thanks for answerin' my prayers.'

"We're getting ready for the parents' dance, and want you on the dance floor with us."

"Together? I don't know, son. Is the Childress Hunt Club ready for that?"

"Jack..."

"Ennis..."

"Dad, Pop... how about one at a time, with my bride?"

"Okay, I'll go with the flow. How 'bout you?"

"Yeah, me too. So long as you save the last dance for me."

"Wouldn't have it any other way, cowboy."

They brushed lips, untwined, and hand in hand followed the other happy couple towards the bright lights of the Club. 

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Post by: Cameron on July 04, 2007, 10:00:59 pm
(My holiday drabble.....)

The Fourth of July

(July 4, 2007)
Ennis took a sip of wine.  He looked up at the sky.  It was a beautiful, clear night, the sky was sparkling with the light of the stars.  “Hey, the fireworks will start soon.”

“Yeah” Ennis answered, and drank some more wine.

“You know, it’s hard to be patriotic with all that’s going on right now, with that… guy in charge”  the Artist said.

“Yeah” Ennis replied, “but that dosn’t matter now, not tonight, I’m here with you.”

The Artist leaned over and kissed Ennis right on the lips, Ennis didn’t back away.

Ennis and the Artist were sitting on a blanket, in the park, waiting for the fireworks to begin.

“Can you believe, only a week left till we go, can’t wait, just imagine, me and you on the boat, no one around, except us and all the fish” the Artist said.

Ennis looked at the Artist’s pale face, his luminous eyes glowing bright in the darkness.  Ennis gently touched his pale cheek, and placed his hand on his arm.

Suddenly the fireworks started, the sky was lit up, with bright sparks of red and white, bursting all over and then falling from the heavens.  A cheer went up from the crowd in the park. The Artist took Ennis’s hand in his and squeezed it tight.

The fireworks went on for a long time, each flash of light brighter than the one before.  The night sky was aglow.  Then it was all done, the sky was dark again, with the smoke drifting over the stars. 

But then the smoke cleared and one more rocket went up to the sky.  It erupted into a huge ball of brilliant blue embers.  Ennis stared at the bright blue lights dancing among the stars.  He watched them as they drifted down towards them.  Then he looked up again at the sparkling stars.  Ennis squeezed the Artist’s hand and smiled, a real smile this time.  Everything was all right.

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Post by: mariez on July 05, 2007, 12:26:57 pm
              Ennis leaned back against the door of the trailer.  He had adjusted the shirts, and straightened the card.  Nothing else to do for the evening.   . . . .
                He looked at the clock on the wall and decided it was time to head on home.  Had to
get back to work pretty early in the morning.  He placed his empty bottle on the shiny wooden bar, and walked slowly out.  Heading for another night alone.

Janice, you painted such a poignant picture of heartbreak and desolation - great writing.


Childress, Texas June 1989 [Part 3] . . .
 . . .
"What?" they said in unison.

Love that!  And I love the "Dad" and "Pop" too.  So glad you continued this. 


. . . .But then the smoke cleared and one more rocket went up to the sky.  It erupted into a huge ball of brilliant blue embers.  Ennis stared at the bright blue lights dancing among the stars.  He watched them as they drifted down towards them.  Then he looked up again at the sparkling stars.  Ennis squeezed the Artist’s hand and smiled, a real smile this time.  Everything was all right.

Blue embers and bright blue lights, of course.  I need a smiley emoticon that's also crying.  Beautifully done. Marl, have you considered gathering all the "Artist" drabbles in one place?  Be great to read them back to back. 

Nice holiday drabble day!
Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 05, 2007, 12:28:32 pm
I need some quiet time after all the fireworks!   :)  How about these prompts for today:


Marie
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Post by: cwby30 on July 05, 2007, 12:51:26 pm
Quote
But then the smoke cleared and one more rocket went up to the sky.  It erupted into a huge ball of brilliant blue embers.  Ennis stared at the bright blue lights dancing among the stars.  He watched them as they drifted down towards them.  Then he looked up again at the sparkling stars.  Ennis squeezed the Artist’s hand and smiled, a real smile this time.  Everything was all right.

Blue lights among the stars.  His Jack looking down on him from high above.

Glad Ennis has found happiness three times in his life, first and forever with Jack, and then Tom, and now The Artist.  He deserves it. Really great.  Still, sure would like to know what was on that postcard he never read that night before he went back to The Artist.

Thanks. 
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Post by: Cameron on July 05, 2007, 04:37:51 pm
Thank you, so much, Marie and Cowboy!!

I am glad you enjoyed that.  For the holiday, for a change I wanted to do a 'happy' drabble, so I decided to go back to the Artist. It may be true or it may be AU, we'll see. ;)

Thanks again,

Marl
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Post by: mariez on July 05, 2007, 05:14:57 pm
Quiet Time

It was not a secret place, but a perfect place for secret thoughts.  He found himself there when he got tired.  Tired of smiling.  Tired of glad-handing.  Tired of backslapping.  Tired of storytelling.  Tired of yes-sirring.  Tired of pretending.  Tired of talking.  Tired of ...everything.

He smiled at the notion that this place reminded him of Ennis.  Quiet, pensive, sober.  Full of words and passions hidden deep between the covers.  So another evening was spent at the library, longing for the tranquil solitude of their days together.  Days when he was never tired, but truly comfortable and at peace.

~~~~~~~~
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 05, 2007, 06:28:09 pm
                           Germ of an idea

        She sat in the library.  Thinking the strange feelings and thoughts she
had had the night before.  That lonesome cowboy.  Her mind traversed the lure of him again.  Was he a friend of those young men?  Did he wish to join the group, but was too shy to risk rejection.  Had he been called by another name, or remembering some long ago time?  Had he lost someone dear and long ago, or was it a love he wished to recall?  How many years since he was young and vital, alive and happy?  Or was he forever one of the lonely souls?

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Post by: Dagi on July 05, 2007, 06:50:37 pm

      “There, it’s out.”  Ennis reached between Jack’s legs and squeezed.  “Found the marshmallows!”



 :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: Now I know what I´m gonna think of next time I´m grilling marshmallows... Great, Clyde!
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 05, 2007, 07:28:57 pm
Tired of smiling.  Tired of glad-handing.  Tired of backslapping.  Tired of storytelling.  Tired of yes-sirring.  Tired of pretending.  Tired of talking.  Tired of ...everything.


     Very nice Marie.  Now if thats not fed up what is.?

     You are now a mainstay of this thread.  Teriffic.        janice


       



         
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Post by: Cameron on July 05, 2007, 08:09:42 pm
(Back to this now....)

After the Fire

(June 1982)
Ennis slowly walked back to his trailer.  He turned around and took one last look at the bonfire, the voices had drifted away, but the fire was still bright.  He went inside, longing for the solitude again.  Ennis took one more beer out of the fridge and sat down at the table.  He closed his eyes, but there still was no peace.

Ennis went to the tv and turned it on, but there was barely any reception at all.  Then he picked up a magazine that was by the tv.  It was from the library, Cassie had left it there.  He turned the pages.  It was a travel magazine, filled with pictures of all sorts of far way places.  He turned the pages and stopped at an article with pictures of beaches.  There were pictures of white sands and the ocean with rolling waves.  But then Ennis noticed the title, ‘The Beaches of Mexico.’  He quickly closed the magazine and threw it down on the floor.

Ennis stood up and looked all around the tiny, dark trailer.  He took one last sip of beer and opened up the windows as wide as they could go.  Then he went to bed.  There was nothing else to do.

But even in bed, Ennis couldn’t get comfortable.  He turned from side to side and back again.  He tried to close his eyes, but the fire was dancing in front of his eyes.  The voices were in his head, the children shrieking and laughing, Bill Jensen going on and on, the children again, and then Jack’s voice, angry and accusing.  The bonfire was growing brighter, then the light of the last campfire growing dimmer, then the bonfire again, growing even fiercer, the voices becoming ever even louder.  “Hey, you in there?”

Ennis felt his heart jump.  “Hey, you in there?”  Ennis sat up on the bed, not knowing if the pounding was at the door or in his head.  “Hey, you in there?  You gotta be, open the door, gotta talk to ya.”

Ennis slowly walked to the door……


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Post by: Dagi on July 05, 2007, 08:33:53 pm
Merrily, check your PM, please!
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Post by: Cameron on July 05, 2007, 08:37:50 pm
Aww, thank you Merrily, I am so glad you liked my story. :D

M....
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Post by: mariez on July 05, 2007, 09:11:21 pm
                           Germ of an idea

        She sat in the library.  Thinking the strange feelings and thoughts she
had had the night before.  That lonesome cowboy.  Her mind traversed the lure of him again.  Was he a friend of those young men?  Did he wish to join the group, but was too shy to risk rejection.  Had he been called by another name, or remembering some long ago time?  Had he lost someone dear and long ago, or was it a love he wished to recall?  How many years since he was young and vital, alive and happy?  Or was he forever one of the lonely souls?
100 wds
 

So glad you continued this, Janice. "Or was he forever one of the lonely souls?"  That is beautiful writing - heartbreaking - but beautiful.  (And 100 words!)  I loved your comment about "if that's not fed up.." - you've got a great way with words.   :)


. . . .Ennis felt his heart jump.  “Hey, you in there?”  Ennis sat up on the bed, not knowing if the pounding was at the door or in his head.  “Hey, you in there?  You gotta be, open the door, gotta talk to ya.”

Ennis slowly walked to the door……

Oh, Marl - now what?  Bill Jensen?  You've got me hanging off a couple of cliffs! 

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 05, 2007, 09:39:44 pm


             here Merrily is the linc to that pot story:

http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,7810.120.html

  its #6 on the page.  no name...
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 05, 2007, 11:01:59 pm

Hit me directly in the heart. Makes me feel sad for Ennis. If only, if only....

Thank you Penthesilea, made me tear up too.


You set that up so perfectly, Clyde.  Very, very nicely done. 
 

Thank you Marie, now if I could only figure out what I did, so I could do it again!  :-\
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 05, 2007, 11:05:17 pm
A Good Day

The partygoers watched in stunned silence as L.D. let out a high-pitched squeal and pranced to and fro, waving his hat in the air. 

Jack felt the laughter bubble in his chest and his eyes met Lureen's in a moment of complicity, both of them turning their laughter into coughs as they turned away. 

Best Fourth of July he'd had in a long while. 

~~~~~~~
115 words


Stick it to him Marie!   :laugh:
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 05, 2007, 11:13:09 pm
           
                He stood that way for quite some time, watched the boys playin pooll   One of the ladies in the corner was writing something down on a pad. she looked up now and then watched the guys in   back, and got an odd look on her face as she watched him standing there.  He shrugged it off but it made him feel kinda uncomfortable. In a rather disturbing, but still unfearful way.  Like she was seeing him in some oddly different kind of way. Like he might be one of them zoo animals he had heard tell of.


Wonder if you find carved into the top of that table with a sharp pencil: 'A.P. wuz here?'
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 05, 2007, 11:15:13 pm
Childress, Texas June 1989 [Part 3]


"What?" they said in unison.

He smiled at that. After all these years together he and Ennis often acted as one.  They finished each other's sentences; they knew when a kiss or the touch of a hand would soothe the other's troubled thoughts; they fixed each other's favorite meals; they divided up chores with a nod of the head. And they could communicate encyclopedias of thoughts in their glances. 'God, how I love him! Thanks for answerin' my prayers.'

"We're getting ready for the parents' dance, and want you on the dance floor with us."

"Together? I don't know, son. Is the Childress Hunt Club ready for that?"

"Jack..."

"Ennis..."

"Dad, Pop... how about one at a time, with my bride?"

"Okay, I'll go with the flow. How 'bout you?"

"Yeah, me too. So long as you save the last dance for me."

"Wouldn't have it any other way, cowboy."

They brushed lips, untwined, and hand in hand followed the other happy couple towards the bright lights of the Club. 



I'd pay money to see that dance!!!!  ;D
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 05, 2007, 11:30:43 pm
    ‘Riverton Library Public Cooling Center.’  Ennis felt out of place here.  He liked the quiet, the solitude, even the musty smell and it was more comfortable than the hundred degrees in his trailer, but books weren’t his friend.  Reading was just a blur, even when he could make out the words he wasn’t always sure what they meant. 
     Room after room, shelf after shelf, book after book, more words than he’d spoke his whole life. 
    The combined wisdom of mankind, he’d heard; Words are power his momma had told him, but where were the words that would bring back Jack?


100 words

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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on July 06, 2007, 12:42:17 am
Janice I still can't find it.  Maybe I am just missing it.  Can you tell me the date it was done?  That might help.

Thanks.

Merrily

I remember that one...was laughing so hard, sprayed water all over my keyboard.   ;) 
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on July 06, 2007, 01:15:33 am


Visit



“Awake?” 

“No.”

“Got the kids comin’ soon…and they bringin’ the heathens with ‘em.”

“I know.  Just that…”

“Whut?”

“Like what we got right here.  Too damn comfortable.  The solitude…don’t want nothin’ else right now.” 

“Maybe we can get Junior to take the little ones to the library this afternoon for that reading program they got.”

“How you know ‘bout that?”

“Checked into it last week.”

“You gettin’ so damn organized.  Don’t have to get up yet.  Got another good half hour…at least.” 

“You figure you gonna last that long?”

“You mighty cocky.”

“I’ll show you cocky.”

“That was my plan.”

__________________________________________________________________

100 Words
~~~~~~~     
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on July 06, 2007, 01:16:57 am
Hi girlie - did you have a nice 4th.  Didn't see you yesterday.

Merrily
Very nice.  Thanks.    :D
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Post by: grieving_pln on July 06, 2007, 01:55:04 am

Grieving


“Buy you a drink?” 

“Got a drink.”

“It’s about empty.”

“Came here to be alone.” 

“Folks don’t come to a bar to be alone, friend.  Want solitude, go to a library.  Don’t look too comfortable, though.  Why you even here?”

“Just enjoyin’ my drink, friend.  Don’t want no conversation.”

The man pressed, something about the worn and weary cowboy tugging at his heart.  “S’okay...” 

The stranger’s voice had a kind tone Ennis couldn’t bear. 

Rising to leave, Ennis dropped his glass, mumbling something under his breath that only the heavens would understand.  “You aint got no business soundin’ like that.”

100 Words   
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on July 06, 2007, 02:04:36 am
Very good - precise.  I'm going to have to try that next.
BTW, I posted a fanfic on J&E today.  My first.

Merrily

Cool.  I'll check it out.   :)
C* 
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 06, 2007, 04:28:59 am


          Ive seen you around Grieving plain.  But i dont remember you here..it is great to have you with us.  It is alway great when new people join us here.  I liked your melancholy and sad story...

Rising to leave, Ennis dropped his glass, mumbling something under his breath that only the heavens would understand.  “You aint got no business soundin’ like that.”
                                                                                                  janice


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Post by: Penthesilea on July 06, 2007, 06:17:33 am
Janice I still can't find it.  Maybe I am just missing it.  Can you tell me the date it was done?  That might help.

Thanks.

Merrily


Here it is:

Quote from: 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: ifyoucantfixit on July 06, 2007, 11:33:52 am

                      Cheers

                 Thanks Chrissi
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 06, 2007, 11:36:10 am




         How about these for today?

                Mail or Post Office
                Gift
                Worn out Shoes

           have fun
         
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Post by: mariez on July 06, 2007, 11:53:43 am
. . .      Room after room, shelf after shelf, book after book, more words than he’d spoke his whole life. 
    The combined wisdom of mankind, he’d heard; Words are power his momma had told him, but where were the words that would bring back Jack?
100 words

Well, you did do it again, Clyde.  A perfect drabble.  Sometimes you really can't fix it.   :'(



Visit

 . . .
“You mighty cocky.”

“I’ll show you cocky.”

“That was my plan.”

Okay, so I seem to remember someone saying they couldn't write AU and they weren't sure about doing humorous stuff - but that couldn't possibly have been you, right?!   :laugh:


Merrily where did you post your fanfic?  I'd love to read it.   :)


Grieving
. . . .
The stranger’s voice had a kind tone Ennis couldn’t bear. 

Rising to leave, Ennis dropped his glass, mumbling something under his breath that only the heavens would understand.  “You aint got no business soundin’ like that.”

Grieving_pln, I believe I've read some of your drabbles before and have admired your work.  This is beautiful and profound. So glad to have you here! 


Oh, yeah, Janice's "pot" drabble belongs in the Drabble Hall of Fame!   :laugh:


Marie

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Post by: Lumière on July 06, 2007, 12:50:59 pm
Greetings everyone!
A dabble...


Close


Welcome to Riverton.
He saw the sign and smiled.
He shifted nervously in the driver’s seat.
His heart was pounding,
probably pumping more blood
than his body could contain.
His hands grew sweaty;
his breathing, uneven.
His feet felt hot and crowded
in his worn-down boots.
The familiar stir returned,
the heat in his chest,
the warmth in his loins -
they took over his senses.
Ennis was close.
He could feel it.
Every fiber of his being hummed
like a taut guitar string.
He spotted the laundromat,
half a block away.
He stopped the truck,
needing to still himself,
to no avail.
His mouth grew drier,
his heart raced faster.
Ennis was so close.
You Bet.


(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/Lucise/Fanart/21f23597.jpg)
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Post by: mariez on July 06, 2007, 01:00:52 pm
Greetings everyone!
A dabble...


Close

 . . . .
Ennis was so close.
You Bet.

Damn, I love that!  The pounding, the humming, the racing - and we know the greeting he's going to get!  You Bet, indeed!   ;D

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 06, 2007, 01:04:25 pm
In His Mind's Eye

Maybe it was time to move them up to Lightning Flat.  Lureen kept asking why he was saving them, and what could he tell her?  He could see himself in his mind's eye, washing their clothes, naked as a newborn except for those boots. The truth was – sometimes he missed those days so much he could hardly stand it – and he couldn't bear to part with any little bit of them, even a pair of worn-out boots. 

~~~~~~~
77 words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 06, 2007, 01:19:02 pm


          Lucise
            That takes us back doesnt it.   beautiful.  Jack can not contain himself.
We already know how Ennis is feeling. Pacing drinking and watching...
              the heat in his chest,
the warmth in his loins -
they took over his senses.          
            Marie 
             That was so sweet and stirring.
                and he couldn't bear to part with any little bit of them, even a pair of worn-out boots.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 06, 2007, 01:34:04 pm
        It was Sunday night.   Ennis had dropped Junior off at Alma's house.  He was on his way home.   He thought about stopping by the bar for a drink.." Ive got time for one" he figured. 
        When he got to the bar, he ordered his regular, placing the money on the bar.  He walked to the back of the room, to see if there was a pool game going on.  A couple of the young guys from the Harrison outfit were in town on Sunday afternoon.  Havin an afternoon of rest and fun.  And more'n a few beers, by the look of em.  As he leaned back against the wall, to stand an drink his beer .  He glanced over at the table in the corner.  Those two middle aged women were there again.. They seemed intent talking to each other this time, and paid him no mind.  He felt eased about that. 
       Then he remembered, he had that card, he had ta mail.  He finished his beer and went to his truck.  Knowing he needed to get that in the post office before leaving town. 
        He was still pondering about his pay this week.?  Was ther gonna be enough left ta pay for them new boots, he sorely needed?   Stoddamier said "the business  had been slow..Moneys tight! " "Whats going to happen to the ranch?  Is it goin the way of the others round these parts.  Just closin up shop.  Who knows about anythin anymore?"
         He hoped Marvin Johnson was still needin a cowboy for the roundup
this year..That card should let him know he was available.
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on July 06, 2007, 01:51:43 pm
Okay, so I seem to remember someone saying they couldn't write AU and they weren't sure about doing humorous stuff - but that couldn't possibly have been you, right?!   :laugh:

Marie

 :laugh:    ;) 
Yep, all my drabbles these days keep coming out in an AU world.    ;) 
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on July 06, 2007, 01:54:13 pm

Oh, yeah, Janice's "pot" drabble belongs in the Drabble Hall of Fame!    :laugh:
Marie

I second this!    ;D
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 06, 2007, 02:11:00 pm


       You guys are very kind..
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Post by: grieving_pln on July 06, 2007, 02:55:50 pm
Ennis haunted by Jack again?  Poor Ennis. Very good writing. 

Haven't seen you before on here.  Have you been on another BBM board?

Merrily

Thank you Merrily.  I have a few dozen drabbles posted on my LJ.  But this is the first one I've posted here. 
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Post by: grieving_pln on July 06, 2007, 03:01:12 pm

          Ive seen you around Grieving plain.  But i dont remember you here..it is great to have you with us.  It is alway great when new people join us here.  I liked your melancholy and sad story...

Rising to leave, Ennis dropped his glass, mumbling something under his breath that only the heavens would understand.  “You aint got no business soundin’ like that.”
                                                                                                  janice

Thank you Janice.  I stumbled in here about a week and a half ago.  It's very peaceful.  I like it.   
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Post by: grieving_pln on July 06, 2007, 03:08:06 pm
Grieving_pln, I believe I've read some of your drabbles before and have admired your work.  This is beautiful and profound. So glad to have you here! 
Marie

Thank you Marie.  I feel very welcomed already.   
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 06, 2007, 08:11:04 pm
       “Daddy we got you a present.”   
       Jenny reached two tiny fingers inside her mouth and fished out a sticky wad of gum.
       “Is that for me?”  Ennis grinned, eyes wide in mock surprise.  He saw their shoes were badly worn, and wondered if Mr. Simon would extend any more credit.
        Jenny giggled and redeposited her gum.
        “Sent away for it ourselves with our own money.”  Junior handed him a small package, postage still on it, the brown paper brightly colored with crayon and tied with a fuzzy red string courtesy of Mrs. Higgins at the gift shop.     
        “Happy Birthday Daddy!”



100 words
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Post by: Cameron on July 06, 2007, 10:30:28 pm
(A bit long....guess I went a little overboard ::))


The Gift

(June 1982)
Ennis went to the door.  “Hey, gotta talk to you.”  Ennis’s heart was pounding, the voice, so familiar, and so strange.  He looked at the clock, 2 in the morning, then he almost tripped over his old worn out shoes.  Enns stopped and steadied himself, trying to catch his breath.  “Come on, please, open up!”  But it was no use, his heart was racing, Ennis wondered if it was a dream, the dream he longed for every night.

Finally he got to the door, Ennis hesitated and took a deep breath.  “It couldn’t be, it just can’t.”  He slowly opened the door.

Ennis felt his heart drop like a lead weight onto the floor.

It was Bill Jensen standing there, with an old beat up bag in one hand, a small package in the other.

“I wanted to see you…..before I go” Bill Jensen said.  “I’m leaving, made up my mind tonight, they don’t need me here, they don’t want me here at all.”

Ennis just stared.

“I wanted to ask you, just had a thought, why don’t ya come with me?  Come on, you don’t belong here either.  There’s gotta be a place, ya know?  I know there is.”

Ennis stared. “Whadya say?” Bill asked.  Ennis shook his head.

“Yeah, figured you’d say that, well, worth a try” Bill Jenson said, then he held out the package, wrapped in wrinkled brown paper.  “Gotta gift for you” he said, and put it in Ennis’s hand.  “Don’t open it till I’m gone.”  Ennis held it and just kept staring.

“Well, good luck to you” Bill Jensen said, and he took Ennis’s hand.  “I’ll send you my address in the mail, as soon as I have one.  Thank You.” he said, and then he turned around and disappeared in the darkness.

Ennis stood at the door, opening and closing his hand, hurting from the splinters and Bill Jensen’s tight grip.  Then he went inside and closed the door.  He looked at the package in his hand.  Ennis tore off the paper, and opened the box.  He gasped.  Ennis started shaking, then he dropped it on the floor.  Ennis lurched toward the table, then sat down on the tiny chair, and for the second time in a month, broke down in heaving sobs.

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Post by: cwby30 on July 06, 2007, 10:48:39 pm
Evenin', Marl.

Really like how your drabbles of Bill Jensen flow together. Hope you don't mind, but I've started saving them, to red through again as a whole. Cant' hardly stand it, waiting to find out what the present was. 

Thanks.
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Post by: Cameron on July 06, 2007, 10:55:25 pm
Mind?  Of course not, Cowboy, I am flattered.  I am so glad you enjoy my stories. :)
Thank You!
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Post by: mariez on July 07, 2007, 12:23:38 am
       “Daddy we got you a present.”  
       Jenny reached two tiny fingers inside her mouth and fished out a sticky wad of gum.
       “Is that for me?”  Ennis grinned, eyes wide in mock surprise.  He saw their shoes were badly worn, and wondered if Mr. Simon would extend any more credit.
        Jenny giggled and redeposited her gum.
        “Sent away for it ourselves with our own money.”  Junior handed him a small package, postage still on it, the brown paper brightly colored with crayon and tied with a fuzzy red string courtesy of Mrs. Higgins at the gift shop.    
        “Happy Birthday Daddy!”
100 words

What a touching and true slice-of-life, Clyde.  Ennis does love his li'l darlin's.   :)


. . .   Ennis tore off the paper, and opened the box.  He gasped.  Ennis started shaking, then he dropped it on the floor.  Ennis lurched toward the table, then sat down on the tiny chair, and for the second time in a month, broke down in heaving sobs.

This took me by surprise, Marl!  I really like that you expand Ennis's world with all these different characters - and I'm anxious to find out what the gift is!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 07, 2007, 08:47:05 am

his heart raced faster.
Ennis was so close.
You Bet.


Love the 'You Bet' ending!

In His Mind's Eye

Maybe it was time to move them up to Lightning Flat.  Lureen kept asking why he was saving them, and what could he tell her?  He could see himself in his mind's eye, washing their clothes, naked as a newborn except for those boots. The truth was – sometimes he missed those days so much he could hardly stand it – and he couldn't bear to part with any little bit of them, even a pair of worn-out boots. 

~~~~~~~
77 words


*wicked laugh*  I could see that too!   :laugh:

        It was Sunday night.   Ennis had dropped Junior off at Alma's house.  He was on his way home.   He thought about stopping by the bar for a drink.." Ive got time for one" he figured. 
        When he got to the bar, he ordered his regular, placing the money on the bar.  He walked to the back of the room, to see if there was a pool game going on.  A couple of the young guys from the Harrison outfit were in town on Sunday afternoon.  Havin an afternoon of rest and fun.  And more'n a few beers, by the look of em.  As he leaned back against the wall, to stand an drink his beer .  He glanced over at the table in the corner.  Those two middle aged women were there again.. They seemed intent talking to each other this time, and paid him no mind.  He felt eased about that. 
 

Reminds me of my Sunday night bowling league!

   Ennis tore off the paper, and opened the box.  He gasped.  Ennis started shaking, then he dropped it on the floor.  Ennis lurched toward the table, then sat down on the tiny chair, and for the second time in a month, broke down in heaving sobs.



Marl,
You're suspense is alway so good, I'm curious about how you work.  Do you know what's going to happen next when you finish these?  Or do you find out when you start the next one?

What a touching and true slice-of-life, Clyde.  Ennis does love his li'l darlin's.   :)

 

Thanks Marie, that's one of things I loved about Ennis.
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Post by: Penthesilea on July 07, 2007, 08:55:54 am
[

The Gift

 He looked at the package in his hand.  Ennis tore off the paper, and opened the box.  He gasped.  Ennis started shaking, then he dropped it on the floor.  Ennis lurched toward the table, then sat down on the tiny chair, and for the second time in a month, broke down in heaving sobs.


Marl, girl, don't get me wrong. I love your stories, I really do. But Damn!!! for the cliffhangers. You are one evil author  ;).

What. Is. In. That. Package. ?? ?? ??

*sigh*

 :-*
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Post by: Cameron on July 07, 2007, 09:29:55 am
 :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

Thank you so much, Marie, Clyde, Chrissie and Cwby again too.,

I am so glad that I am able to keep you in suspense.  You certainly don't expect me to give away any secrets now?
Guess you got to wait for the next drabble or two. ;)

You're all the best... :-*

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Post by: mariez on July 07, 2007, 10:36:53 am
       
 ....Then he remembered, he had that card, he had ta mail.  He finished his beer and went to his truck.  Knowing he needed to get that in the post office before leaving town. 
 . . . . .
         He hoped Marvin Johnson was still needin a cowboy for the roundup
this year..That card should let him know he was available.

Hey, how did I miss this yesterday?  You clever thing, Janice - great "twist" with the cards.  Poor Ennis never had any relief from worry did he? 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 07, 2007, 10:45:18 am
Here's some prompts for you Saturday drabblers:

*flea market
*bargains
*crowded

Have fun  :)

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 07, 2007, 12:16:49 pm
                                        Another Germ

         It was Saturday morning, and Ennis had woken up with the pillows damp.  He knew what
this day would be.  After having his breakfast of warmed over coffee and cheerios.  With the
last of the milk he had in his fridge.  He placed the bowl, and spoon in the sink with the rest of the detritus remaining there.  Before heading to town for those shoes.
         He scavanged thru the bargain rack at the general store.  Mayhaps they would have a
pair of boots he could use there.  Finding a pair, he thought might be his size, but no box to
betray for sure, with his nearsightedness no help to decipher the secret.  He went to the
chair in the back of the room to sit and try them on.  Those two ladies he had seen from the
back of the bar were there too.  They were in the back looking at some walking boots on the
wall, and passed near enough for him to overhear some of the conversation they were having.
         " Annie, you know you need new boots for this hike.  This will give you some time to
break them in before we go up there."  "I guess so.  You are probably right.  These are a good
fit, and they sure are the right price."  "Thats for sure.'  "Its for sure better than buying them
from that flea market we saw last week."  "Yeah I guess so, but those didn't need breaking in."
She remarked with the quirk of a smile.


          
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 07, 2007, 12:20:59 pm
     The Saturday flea market crowded with shoppers eagerly hunting bargains. 
     “Nice creel case.”
     “What’s this inside?”
     It was a packet of postcards, some pictured, some plain.  The top one, picture of a mountain, had never been mailed.  The rest were ordered by date, to someone named Ennis from somebody named Jack.  Said things like: “Comin through on the 25th.  Buy you a beer.”  or  “Fish should be bitin cant hardly wait”  The last one, only one sent by the Ennis fellow, was returned stamped in red - DECEASED.     
     “Pretty blue ribbon around them.”
     “Yeah, like my mother’s love letters.”
      They laughed.


100 words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 07, 2007, 12:28:23 pm



         Clyde you are a deep one arent you?
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Post by: Penthesilea on July 07, 2007, 01:04:07 pm
  You certainly don't expect me to give away any secrets now?


Counterquestion: You certainly don't expect me to sit on this cliff for two weeks?  ;) I'm going on vacation on Monday I don't know whether I will have internet access.

No, of course we don't want you to spoil any secrets (*I'm a liar, don't listen to me*  :laugh:), but there's still this day for drabbling, and tomorrow..... maybe the cat (or whatever it is) will be out of the sack by then. A girl can hope, can't she?

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Post by: Penthesilea on July 07, 2007, 01:06:51 pm
                                        Another Germ

           Those two ladies he had seen from the
back of the bar were there too.            


Janice: Curious to what that might or might not lead.
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Post by: Penthesilea on July 07, 2007, 01:10:33 pm
     The Saturday flea market crowded with shoppers eagerly hunting bargains. 
     “Nice creel case.”
     “What’s this inside?”
     It was a packet of postcards, some pictured, some plain.  The top one, picture of a mountain, had never been mailed.  The rest were ordered by date, to someone named Ennis from somebody named Jack.  Said things like: “Comin through on the 25th.  Buy you a beer.”  or  “Fish should be bitin cant hardly wait”  The last one, only one sent by the Ennis fellow, was returned stamped in red - DECEASED.     
     “Pretty blue ribbon around them.”
     “Yeah, like my mother’s love letters.”
      They laughed.


100 words

This hurts.
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Post by: Cameron on July 07, 2007, 01:36:27 pm
Clyde, have you read 'The Artist'?  (http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9388.0.html (http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9388.0.html))
It tells what really happens to the postcards.

Of course, your version is fine too, but so sad. :(

 ;D
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Post by: Cameron on July 07, 2007, 01:40:52 pm
Counterquestion: You certainly don't expect me to sit on this cliff for two weeks?  ;) I'm going on vacation on Monday I don't know whether I will have internet access.

No, of course we don't want you to spoil any secrets (*I'm a liar, don't listen to me*  :laugh:), but there's still this day for drabbling, and tomorrow..... maybe the cat (or whatever it is) will be out of the sack by then. A girl can hope, can't she?



We'll see Chrissi, we'll see. :)

BTW, I hope you have a wonderful vacation.  :D

And yes, there still is today, and tomorrow. Maybe........ ;)
 ;D
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Post by: mariez on July 07, 2007, 01:55:21 pm
.......Those two ladies he had seen from the back of the bar were there too.  They were in the back looking at some walking boots on the wall, and passed near enough for him to overhear some of the conversation they were having.
         " Annie, you know you need new boots for this hike.  This will give you some time to break them in before we go up there. ....."            

More Annie!!!! and more germs please, Janice!!! Cleverer and cleverer.   :)


     The Saturday flea market crowded with shoppers eagerly hunting bargains. 
     “Nice creel case.”
     “What’s this inside?”
     It was a packet of postcards, some pictured, some plain.  The top one, picture of a mountain, had never been mailed.  The rest were ordered by date, to someone named Ennis from somebody named Jack.  Said things like: “Comin through on the 25th.  Buy you a beer.”  or  “Fish should be bitin cant hardly wait”  The last one, only one sent by the Ennis fellow, was returned stamped in red - DECEASED.    
     “Pretty blue ribbon around them.”
     “Yeah, like my mother’s love letters.”
      They laughed.
100 words

Gasp. OMG, Clyde.   :'(  You know, it's amazing how some silly little random prompts can inspire something that touches so deeply. 

Have a great vacation, Chrissi!

Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 07, 2007, 02:44:30 pm
                                        Another Germ

         It was Saturday morning, and Ennis had woken up with the pillows damp.  He knew what
this day would be.  After having his breakfast of warmed over coffee and cheerios.  With the
last of the milk he had in his fridge.  He placed the bowl, and spoon in the sink with the rest of the detritus remaining there.  Before heading to town for those shoes.
         He scavanged thru the bargain rack at the general store.  Mayhaps they would have a
pair of boots he could use there.  Finding a pair, he thought might be his size, but no box to
betray for sure, with his nearsightedness no help to decipher the secret.  He went to the
chair in the back of the room to sit and try them on.  Those two ladies he had seen from the
back of the bar were there too.  They were in the back looking at some walking boots on the
wall, and passed near enough for him to overhear some of the conversation they were having.
         " Annie, you know you need new boots for this hike.  This will give you some time to
break them in before we go up there."  "I guess so.  You are probably right.  These are a good
fit, and they sure are the right price."  "Thats for sure.'  "Its for sure better than buying them
from that flea market we saw last week."  "Yeah I guess so, but those didn't need breaking in."
She remarked with the quirk of a smile.


           

I'm getting a kick out of these Alfred Hitchcock appearances of Annie P. in Ennis's life.   ;D



         Clyde you are a deep one arent you?

Thank you (If that was a compliment! )  'Sentimental old fool' applies too.

If it wasn't a compliment, I guess the answer is "Yep, up to my boot-tops."   ;D

This hurts.

Made me sad too, Chrissi.

But I thought it would make the point more vivid.

Have a great vacation, we're gonna miss reading your stuff.

Clyde, have you read 'The Artist'?  (http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9388.0.html (http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9388.0.html))
It tells what really happens to the postcards.

 
.

Marl, are we gonna wind up as two liars arguing about who's telling the truth?   :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

I'm sure I'll love your version too.




Gasp. OMG, Clyde.   :'(  You know, it's amazing how some silly little random prompts can inspire something that touches so deeply. 



You're very kind Marie, thank you.

 
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 07, 2007, 03:42:49 pm


Quote from: ifyoucantfixit on Today at 12:28:23 PM


         Clyde you are a deep one arent you?


Thank you (If that was a compliment! )  'Sentimental old fool' applies too.

If it wasn't a compliment, I guess the answer is "Yep, up to my boot-tops."   

         Very much  a compliment..".you bet"
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Post by: Cameron on July 07, 2007, 04:44:36 pm

Marl, are we gonna wind up as two liars arguing about who's telling the truth?   :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

 

 :laugh:

Tell you what, Clyde, both versions could have happened.  Actually yours really touched me, I love going to flea markets, but I also find them so very sad, to see people's once prized and loved possessions selling anonymously for a dollar or two.

I really was thought it was a wonderful drabble. :)
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Post by: Cameron on July 07, 2007, 05:20:20 pm
(I'll try tomorrow, I promise, but a lot of pressure now, wouldn't want to disappoint all of you. ;)  Anyway, here's today's drabble...)


The Flea Market

(July 2000)
Cassie stared at the blue glass vase.  It was shimmering and sparkling in the summer sun.  But then she put it down.  “Not a bargain for fifteen dollars” she said to herself.  She was about to pick up a plate, painted with flowers in all colors, but suddenly she felt a sharp jolt.  She turned around.

A woman was standing right next to her, with long auburn hair with a few strands of grey.  “Oh, sorry” the woman said.

Cassie stared at her.  Suddenly a long ago day flashed in her mind.  “I remember you” Cassie said.  “Your…..your…..oh my lord, your Alma, right?  Ennis Del Mar’s daughter.”

Alma Jr. stared right back at her.  “Do I know you?” she asked, as the people walked around them in the crowded flea market, in the parking lot of the church.

“Yeah, Cassie….. Cassie Cartwright.  Don’t you remember?”

Suddenly a light came into Alma Jr.’s worn, sad eyes.  “Yes, I do. That sure was a long time ago.”

“Yes it was” Cassie said.  “Imagine meeting you here, so far away…. what a surprise!  How are you?”

“Good” Alma Jr. said, with the shadow moving back over her face.

“Your….. Daddy?”  Cassie asked hesitantly.

“Um…uh… good.”  Alma Jr. replied, then she looked all around at the crowd.  “Listen, nice to see you, I gotta go” she said, not looking at Cassie’s eyes.

“Yeah, nice to see you” Cassie said.  She watched as Alma Jr. was joined by a couple of teenagers, and then they disappeared into the crowd.

Cassie turned back to the table and picked up the plate.  Then she put it down, and walked on to the next table, as dark clouds passed over the sun.


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Post by: mariez on July 07, 2007, 08:15:17 pm
(July 2000)
 . . . .
“Your….. Daddy?”  Cassie asked hesitantly.

“Um…uh… good.”  Alma Jr. replied, then she looked all around at the crowd.  “Listen, nice to see you, I gotta go” she said, not looking at Cassie’s eyes.

“Yeah, nice to see you” Cassie said.  She watched as Alma Jr. was joined by a couple of teenagers, and then they disappeared into the crowd. . . .


Marl!!!!  Now you've got us hanging off another cliff!!! :laugh:  How many does that make now?  If I've got my time frame right, when Ennis and Tom are going to dinner at Junior's it's 1985.  So.... does that have anything to do with this drabble that takes place in 2000?  You are so good at these little mysteries . . . 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on July 07, 2007, 10:55:54 pm
Thanks so much, Gary and Marie. :)  Actually I thought this one was real straightforward.
But since I guess it wasn't, as the Artist once said "With time, you will know." ;)

Probably ;D

Marl

Okay, maybe.
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 08, 2007, 08:44:23 am
Good morning all,


Have fun,

L
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 08, 2007, 09:17:15 am
:laugh:

Tell you what, Clyde, both versions could have happened.  Actually yours really touched me, I love going to flea markets, but I also find them so very sad, to see people's once prized and loved possessions selling anonymously for a dollar or two.

I really was thought it was a wonderful drabble. :)

I always get nervous around the booths with old photographs, afraid one day I'll see myself staring back at me.

Thank you, I'm studying yours to learn how to do suspense.

P.S. I read 'The Artist' and really enjoyed it!  Thanks for the link.


[
“Um…uh… good.”  Alma Jr. replied, then she looked all around at the crowd.  “Listen, nice to see you, I gotta go” she said, not looking at Cassie’s eyes.

“Yeah, nice to see you” Cassie said.  She watched as Alma Jr. was joined by a couple of teenagers, and then they disappeared into the crowd.

Cassie turned back to the table and picked up the plate.  Then she put it down, and walked on to the next table, as dark clouds passed over the sun.




       I still want to know whether or not you know ahead of time where you're going, or whether you enjoy the thrill of painting yourself into a corner just to see if you can get out!   ;D
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 08, 2007, 09:22:27 am
Ah Clyde, you had me feeling all tingly with those flea market shoppers finding the case with the postcards inside.  But that laugh at the end, that just cut me to the bone. 

Very effective writing, buddy.  Sad but beautiful.

Gary

Hi Gary, nice to see you here.   ;D

Thank you, I always enjoy reading your stuff.

C'mon jump in give it a try!
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Post by: Cameron on July 08, 2007, 10:10:30 am
The Long Day

(June 1982)
Ennis sat there at the kitchen table for a long, long time.  He tried to stop them, but the sobs just kept coming.  Finally, he was able to breathe again, but he sat with his head in his hands till the sun began to slowly trickle in through the windows.

Ennis got up and went to the door and stepped outside.   It was all quiet now, except for the songs of the summer birds.  The sun was peeking through the trees.  Ennis took a few steps forward.  On the picnic table were the remains of the bonfire, the sunflowers that had just bloomed were nodding nearby.  Ennis looked all around, the birds were calling and singing, but then he stepped back, he could still hear the voices in his head.

Ennis went back inside.  He made some coffee, and then he sat back down at the table.  He tried to drink some coffee, but he couldn’t.  The sun was now streaming through the windows, the warm air was moist and heavy.  Ennis looked all around the trailer, feeling like the walls were getting closer.  But it was Sunday, there were no priorities, there was no place to go.

Then Ennis noticed the gift still lying on the floor where he dropped it.  He sat there looking at it.  Then slowly, he went over to it.  He kneeled down and held it in his hands.  It felt cool, he rubbed it against his moist cheek.

Ennis went to the bed and lay down, with the windows wide open, every so often a gentle breeze would blow in.  He held the gift in his hand.  It was so familiar, though it was from long ago.  Ennis sat up.  “How the hell did he....” he started to say out loud, but then he stopped.  The walls were getting closer and closer and closer.  Ennis lay back down, still holding the gift in his hand.  He kept remembering the last day, the voices still ringing in his head. 

Ennis sat up again and looked at the clock, somehow it was evening. The walls were pushing in against him.  Ennis couldn’t breathe, he had to get out.  There was no air, there was no space.  He quickly got dressed, put on his hat, and then he put the gift in the drawer near his bed.  “How the fuck.…” Ennis said aloud, but again he stopped.  He took one last look at the gift, a belt buckle just like the one Jack had so proudly showed off that day.  The rider was holding on.  Ennis closed the drawer and went outside.  He got into the truck, and drove off.

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Post by: mariez on July 08, 2007, 10:42:35 am
The Long Day
. . . .  He held the gift in his hand.  It was so familiar, though it was from long ago.  Ennis sat up.  “How the hell did he....” he started to say out loud, but then he stopped. 

That's what I want to know!  ???

Marie 
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Post by: mariez on July 08, 2007, 10:46:57 am
Good Sunday Mornin'  :)  Let's try:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 08, 2007, 12:04:01 pm
Home

His face broke into a grin and he quickened his pace, almost running now, stumbling a bit on the uneven ground.  They grabbed for each other in a desperate hug, sighing, murmuring, laughing a bit. He held on with all his might, not wanting to let go. He knew in his heart that there was no place in the world he would rather be than in these arms, because there really was no place like home. 
 
~~~~~~
76 Words
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Post by: Lumière on July 08, 2007, 12:59:05 pm
Hiya! My dabble....

After all..

Today,
he sang in the shower
He never sings. Ever.
He even whistled as he dressed.
He wore his clean jeans
and his best Sunday shirt.
He even polished his boots.

He looked out the window
for what seemed like days,
still no sign.
Beer after beer, yet
his nerves were still frayed.
He was starting to sweat
into his clean shirt.  Shit.
His tummy was getting uneasy.
Still no sign.

He didn’t dare think of how he’d feel
if he didn’t show.  Better not.
He fell into restless sleep..
he saw Jack then,
nodding off by the campfire,
his boot too close to the flame. Again.
‘Shit Jack, one of these days,
you’ll set yourself on fire!’

He patted him on the shoulder,
‘Wake up, Jack, wake up..’

He opened his eyes slowly,
he heard a truck roll in..
Beer and ciggies forgotten,
he leapt to the window
his heart jumped a mile.
He didn't let me down
he made it home after all...

Jack fuckin’ Twist!

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Post by: MaineWriter on July 08, 2007, 01:10:15 pm
We seem to have 6 prompts today...3 from me and 3 from Marie! That's a first....

Have at it, everyone!

Leslie
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Post by: Lumière on July 08, 2007, 01:12:42 pm
Good morning all,

  • picnic table
  • sunflower
  • priorities

Have fun,

L

I missed these too!  :)
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Post by: mariez on July 08, 2007, 03:43:02 pm
We seem to have 6 prompts today...3 from me and 3 from Marie! That's a first....

Have at it, everyone!

Leslie


OMG!  :o  How did I miss those? (And - DUH -  now I realize Marl used them in her drabble - I thought she was using old prompts!). 

Sorry, Leslie! 

(Marie slinks away in embarrassment.....)
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 08, 2007, 04:40:21 pm
   
    * picnic table
    * sunflower
    * priorities


   The picnic table with its meager fare: one fried chicken, a small bowl of potato salad, sliced tomatoes from the garden and enough biscuits to stretch it for five people.
   The littlest boy, turned four last April, playing in a patch of sunflowers tripped and fell and started crying.  His mother headed toward him.
   “Woman, leave him be, it’s just a scratch.”  His father turned. “Didn’t I tell you little boys don’t cry.”
    “You have to be so rough?”
    “Woman, if he don’t toughen up, the world’s gone a eat him alive. Where’s your priorities?”
    “Ennis, honey, come and eat.”


     100 words


 
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 08, 2007, 04:44:06 pm

    * "There's no place like home..."
    * whistle/whistling
    * restless

       A hot windless night, somebody had their radio tuned to an old music station.  “There’s no place like home...” 
       Ennis wondered what that felt like.  All these years working other peoples spreads, living in other people’s houses.  Even when he was with Alma and the kids they’d never really had anything.  Somewhere in the distance he heard a train whistling.  Everbody in a big hurry to go... where?  Never had been the restless sort, but somehow wound up living that life anyway.
         He leaned back, closed his eyes, started to drift off.
         We could a had a sweet life together...



        100 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 08, 2007, 04:48:24 pm

OMG!  :o  How did I miss those? (And - DUH -  now I realize Marl used them in her drabble - I thought she was using old prompts!). 

Sorry, Leslie! 

(Marie slinks away in embarrassment.....)


Ya tryin a work us to death here?  Turnin this into some kind a writer's sweat shop?  :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

And on a Sunday too!

(Just kidding!  The more practice the better!  ;D)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 08, 2007, 05:26:03 pm
        Ennis becomes aware of the need to relieve himself.  He doesn't want to
move from his soft, and warm cocoon.  He wishes to feel the dream instead.  Jack is holding him, they are looking into each others eyes, they can smell the
rain, and the trees.  Feel the breeze. The spring flowers, and have the restless  feeling of the mountains.  The mountain is their place. It feels like home.
       Then he hears the loud pounding on his door.  "Shit," he mutters, as he staggers from the bed.  He grabs his faded jeans from the floor, where he left them.  In the same configuration they were as he stepped out.  He placed his feet in each side of the pants and jerked them up to his hips.  Grumblin, as he staggers fumblin with the closure, to the sound of banging yet again.  "Hold up there,"  he warns.  Trying to get his sex directed mind back to the present.  "Dammit, who in hell"     As he grunts who could it be, this early on a Sunday morning? 
       He opens the rattley door.  He look quizzically into a face he recognizes, but is startled by its presence. " Maam" he shies.   What can I do for ya?"

200 wds
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Post by: Lumière on July 08, 2007, 05:35:21 pm

"writer's sweat shop" ... very funny, Clyde! lol.

Still, 6 prompts are better than three. ;-)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 08, 2007, 05:44:48 pm


     I just used one from coliumn A and one from column B.. Like at a Chinese
menu.        ;D
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 08, 2007, 05:59:16 pm

     I just used one from coliumn A and one from column B.. Like at a Chinese
menu.        ;D

Did you get eggroll?  ;D

If she's not careful, Annie P. is gone a have a restraining order against her for stalking Ennis!!   :laugh:

Can't wait to see where you're going with this!
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Post by: mariez on July 08, 2007, 06:29:50 pm

Ya tryin a work us to death here?  Turnin this into some kind a writer's sweat shop?  :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

"Writer's sweat shop" -  :laugh: :laugh:  Clyde, I love ya, bud.  You not only write great drabbles - your comments are priceless. 

And I should have know that you would come up with not one, but two, terrific drabbles.  The one with Ennis and his mom is special to me.  I wrote my very first drabble on Mother's Day - and Ennis and his mom were the inspiration. 

"We could a had a sweet life together...   Damn, damn, damn. 


. . . .
He didn't let me down
he made it home after all...

Jack fuckin’ Twist!   

Yay!  It's not a dream this time, but a dream come true!  :D  Thanks, M - need that sometimes.

. . .       He opens the rattley door.  He look quizzically into a face he recognizes, but is startled by its presence. " Maam" he shies.   What can I do for ya?"

Dang, you're writing a story, Janice - and a damn good one! What will Annie say now? 

     I just used one from coliumn A and one from column B.. Like at a Chinese
menu.        ;D 


 :laugh: :laugh:  I love Chinese food!

Thanks!
Marie

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Post by: Cameron on July 08, 2007, 07:33:54 pm
(One more to use Marie's prompts.  Really didn't mean to go on for so long...)

The Restless Night

(June 1982)
Ennis drove for a while, he didn’t know where to go.  He drove to town and stopped at the bar, and looked in the window.  “Too many people in there” he said aloud.  But he didn’t move.  He sat there, as the sun was going down, the shadows taking over everything.

Ennis started the truck again and drove down the road to the edge of town.  He stopped at the small diner, that he hardly ever went to.  He got out of the truck and slowly went inside.  “Sit anywhere you like” the lady at the counter said, not moving her eyes from the old tv, crackling and blurry at the edge of the counter.

Ennis sat down at a table way in the back.  There were only a couple of other people there.  He looked at the tv.  The lines were going across the small screen, but Ennis stared at it.  Amidst all the noise, Dorothy had just gotten back home and everyone was around her bed.  Ennis closed his eyes.  “There’s no place like home.”

“Hey, whadya want?” the lady asked.  She was next to him, her hair blond and brittle, her hands spotted and yellow.  Ennis looked at the stained menu on the table.  Just then a man walked in, wearing a denim jacket and a big dark hat.  He whistled, the waitress turned.  “Ya gotta wait” she yelled, and turned back to Ennis and winked.

“Just coffee” Ennis whispered.

“Ya sure?”  That’s it?”

“Yeah” Ennis said.  But he looked at the man, and then at the waitress.  He got up and walked out of the diner as fast as he could.

Ennis drove back home, his hands tightly gripping the wheel.  The restlessness never eased.  He finally got there, it was dark, the lights in the other trailers were dim.  Ennis walked to the door.  A piece of paper was stuck near the doorknob.  Ennis took it out and  crumpled it up as he went inside and put in on the pile with the others.

Ennis headed for the table, but he stopped to pick up the brown paper wrapping that was still on the floor.  He suddenly realized there was a note within the wrinkled  paper.  “Since I’m moving on, just wanted to give you this, from a long time ago. Thank You, Bill.”

Ennis held the wrinkled paper in his trembling hand, and sat down at the table.  He sat there for the second straight night, too restless to eat or to sleep.


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Post by: mariez on July 08, 2007, 10:08:20 pm
. . . Ennis held the wrinkled paper in his trembling hand, and sat down at the table.  He sat there for the second straight night, too restless to eat or to sleep.

Glad to see the "double dose" of inspiration put to such wonderful use - but I'm worried about Ennis  :(   (loved the Wizard of Oz reference, btw!)

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 09, 2007, 07:46:14 am
I am in the mood for funny words this morning...let's try:


Have fun!

L
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 09, 2007, 08:03:24 am
Home

His face broke into a grin and he quickened his pace, almost running now, stumbling a bit on the uneven ground.  They grabbed for each other in a desperate hug, sighing, murmuring, laughing a bit. He held on with all his might, not wanting to let go. He knew in his heart that there was no place in the world he would rather be than in these arms, because there really was no place like home. 
 
~~~~~~
76 Words


Ain't it the truth that a lover's arms feel like the safest 'place' in the world. 

 

 
He didn't let me down
he made it home after all...

Jack fuckin’ Twist![/color][/center]



How great, Lucise.  You could feel the joy all the way through this piece.


 
Ennis held the wrinkled paper in his trembling hand, and sat down at the table.  He sat there for the second straight night, too restless to eat or to sleep.




Marl,

I think the REAL reason for the double prompts was so we could get more of your story out of you at once!
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Post by: Cameron on July 09, 2007, 08:19:38 am

Thank you, Marie and Clyde, your so kind!!!!!! :)

Clyde, Marie, Janice, and M
Great drabbles yesterday, all of them!!!! ;D

Marl




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Post by: Clyde-B on July 09, 2007, 08:25:53 am
Oh Clyde, how heartbreaking.  We always suspected that Ennis never got the love he deserved.  His poor mom. I had the same situation with my ex.  My son came home from school one day crying his eyes out because kids on the bus had ruined his picture.  It had been posted in the art room because the teacher thought it was a great example of the art form they were using during that segment.  When I told his dad, he was exactly like Ennis' father - boys shouldn't cry.  Among other things, that was the end for me.  I felt like somone had kicked me in the stomach - I knew my son was destined to be an artist and this non-acceptance of who he was might discourage him from reaching his dream.  With his dad out of the house and less of an influence in his life, he was allowed to do the things that led him to his dream.

Thanks Clyde, that really made me feel Mrs. Del Mar's pain. 

Merr

Thanks Merr,

I'm glad your son got his dream.

I think the saddest part is that fathers often have good intentions, but not enough understanding.

People do need to 'toughen up', but how much and when?

And "Boys don't cry" is the over zealous over simplification of "Don't let your enemies see you cry."

 
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Post by: mariez on July 09, 2007, 12:38:20 pm
I love funny words - they make me think of silly AU's.  ;D

Jedi Master


"So, what did ya think?"

"Mmmm – s'alright, I guess.  Strange.  Kinda liked that one guy."

"Oh, yeah?  Trying to make me jealous, huh?  Which one – Han Solo?"

"Nah – the old guy – ya know, Okeefenokee or whatever the hell his name was."

"Okeefen---???"   Jack stopped and let out a whoop of laughter.  "You mean Obi Wan Kenobi?" 

Ennis gave him a sidelong glance, trying to suppress his own laughter.  "Shut the hell up – you know what I mean." 

Jack leaned in with a smile and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, his heart suddenly overflowing with tenderness and love.  "I surely do. After 14 years I always know what you mean.  Now let's get home, my lightsaber is heatin' up."

~~~~~~~
122 words
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 09, 2007, 12:46:08 pm



          Marie that is priceless.  I love the humorous drabbles.  That was absolute
perfection...that is great.                                                           :laugh:  janice :laugh:
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 09, 2007, 01:29:45 pm
          Ennis realizes he is shirtless as he is still standing in the doorway.  "Scuse me maam.  I'll be right with you, soon as I get my shirt."  He glances around the room, and spies the shirt from yesterdays laundry.  He grabs it up, and slides into the shirt, checking to be sure it is lined up right.  "Maam, he asks, what do you need me for?  "You lost or somp'n?"  "No I am not lost.  She says after seeing he is still trying to button and tuck his shirt. " I'm not sure what I could help you with"  he says to her, and sorta to himself as well. 
          "Well John Waldrup at the Outfitters said you sometimes hire out as a
trail guide.  He gave us directions to your place.  I hope it was alright."  "Sure nuf, he said, more a grunt than a statement."  "My friend Mary Starret and I would like to go do a little hiking, and riding in the area of Brokenback Mountain."  "John said you were usually available, and knew the area very well."  She could see he
had a rather apprehensive look.  Like he wasn't quite sure if he believed her or not. " Well I have two pretty good horses," he stated.  "One an appaloosa, and
one is part quarter, but real good trail horses.   I will need to get another one if theres gonna be three of us goin..You ever did this afore?
            She nodded her head and replied, "yes, but not for a long long time."
"But I think I still have the basic skills.  I used to do it quite a lot when I was
younger."  "Would it be possible for us to go to the Knife and Fork,have some breakfast and maybe discuss the details?  We could pay you well" she concluded. " Guess so maam."   He looked at her quizzically.   "Sure could use the extra pay, and got a bit of time off right now."  She took his hand as he reached out saying "sorry maam, my name is Ennis, Ennis DelMar."  "Forgot my mannors." " Don't worry about it.  My name is Annie Proulx. My friend is Mary Starret.  It would just be the two of us.  If you decide to take us on."
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on July 09, 2007, 01:33:09 pm
I love funny words - they make me think of silly AU's.  ;D

Jedi Master


Jack leaned in with a smile and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, his heart suddenly overflowing with tenderness and love.  "I surely do. After 14 years I always know what you mean.  Now let's get home, my lightsaber is heatin' up."

~~~~~~~
122 words


Too funny.    ;D   Loved it.    :-*
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Post by: cwby30 on July 09, 2007, 01:40:47 pm
Still at the wedding. Way over for one day, so consider it 2 days...or three...

********

Childress, Texas June 1989

[Part 3]


"Mighty nice reception you and Mark've thrown, Bridgett." He was concentrating hard, make it like a box, 1,2,3,4 then 1,2,3,4.

"Thank you, Ennis, glad you like it. Though, if I had my way, I would of liked to have it in the back yard, with picnic tables covered in white cloths with small pails of sunflowers and yellow napkins. Like our own reception." Bridgett let out a small sigh. "But, nothing is too good for Daddy's little lass, and I just smiled when they both told me I'd have to go with the flow in this one!"

"Glad ya did." 1,2,3,4, then 1,2,3,4.

"You're a good dancer, take lessons?"

"Ya, from Junior. She insisted I at least be able to do the foxtail."

"Foxtrot."

"Yeah, that's it."

"Well, she taught you well, and she had a good pupil. For a big man, you're really light on your feet."

He looked up, startled, and 1,2,3,4, came out 1,2,4,3.

"Ouch!"

"Sorry. Lost my concentration." Blushing a bit. "You okay?" 1,2,3,4 then 1,2,3,4.

"Oh yes, nothing that Mark hasn't done before, too. Did I say something wrong? You had this funny look..." Bridgett's eyes got wider, and it was her turn to blush. "Shit... I mean, damn... I mean... Oh hell, Ennis, not very ladylike, was it? Now, you have to know that I'd never..."

"Already do know it. Just reminded me of somethin someone said a long time ago, that's all." He caught Jack's eye across the dance floor and grinned at him. 
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 09, 2007, 02:23:26 pm
 
     “Ennis, Riverton ain’t the only place in the world.”
     “This here is all I know, Jack.  I don’t know nothin else.” He shook his head.  “What you want me to do?  Go huntin alligators in Okeefenokee swamp?  Or maybe we should be raisin Appaloosas in Timbuktu?  I can’t do that.”   There were tears in his eyes.  “I can’t hardly keep myself fed and a roof over my head in this dinky little town and you want me to go out and stand with you against the whole damn world.  What chance we gone a have doin that?”
      “We could try.”



      100 words








So!  You theenk you make it eempossible to wrench the heart weeth the funny words?  HAHA to you!
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Post by: Cameron on July 09, 2007, 02:32:01 pm
Marie and Clyde,
Brilliant drabbles!!!!   :)

Janice, Cowboy
Glad you got the story bug too, excellent. :)
 ;D
Marl
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Post by: fernly on July 09, 2007, 03:27:48 pm
Been just lurking reading and enjoying for weeks (months?), so this is a long overdue thanks for all the wonderful drabbles.  :D


Quote from: mariez

"Nah – the old guy – ya know, Okeefenokee or whatever the hell his name was."
......

 "I surely do. After 14 years I always know what you mean."
Absolutely hysterical.
And so moving.


Quote from: Clyde-B

you want me to go out and stand with you against the whole damn world.  What chance we gone a have doin that?”
      “We could try.”
Got me right in the heart with that one.


Janice, I just loved the so realistic sound and flow of the dialogue. Very convincing.

Cowboy, what a sweet moment in time, and I could just see Ennis catching Jack's eye and grinning at him. Thanks for giving them and us one of all those moments they should have had.

Fern
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Post by: Cameron on July 09, 2007, 05:33:41 pm
(One of these days, I won't go on so long...   Back to this....)


The Dinner

(September 1985)
Ennis, Tom and Alma Jr. went inside the little house.  Kurt was in the kitchen, drinking a beer by the sink.  He was wearing a new white shirt and crisp blue jeans with the shiny black belt.  Alma Jr. smiled when she saw him.

“Kurt” Junior said, “this is Daddy’s friend, Tom.”  Kurt turned and shook Tom’s hand.  Ennis held out the present.  Junior took the package, opened it, and went over to kiss Ennis’s cheek. 

“Daddy, it’s perfect, just what the baby needs, thank you!!!  Hey, dinner’s all ready, let’s just sit down and eat.”

Kurt, Ennis and Tom sat down at the table.  Junior lit the candles, the light casting a glow on her pale face, and then she began serving the meal.  They ate in silence, each throwing glances at the others.  “You sure are a good cook, not like your Daddy” Tom said, then he winked at Ennis.  Kurt stared at Tom, then at Ennis, then at Tom again.

After the meal Tom got up and began clearing the table.  “You don’t have to do that” Junior said.

“It’s my pleasure” Tom replied.

“Daddy, come with me to see the baby.”  Ennis got up and they went to the little bedroom, and to the crib.  The baby was sleeping calmly, Ennis touched her cheek.  “Daddy, you really oughta come over more” Junior said.  Ennis gave her a little smile.

They went back to the kitchen.  “There sure are some fish in the Okefenokee, got some huge ones there, you oughta go there sometime”  Tom was saying.  Kurt stared at him.  “We rode these Andaloosans, man, they sure were something” Tom went on.  Kurt kept staring at him.

“Daddy, let’s go for a walk.”

Ennis and Junior went outside, it was a clear evening, with a cool fresh breeze.  They walked down the silent street, then turned and sat down on the steps of the house.

“Daddy, Tom seems really nice.” Junior said.  Ennis looked down at the ground.

“Daddy, you know…..Daddy, I…..  I….”

Suddenly the door opened behind them.  “Alma, will you get in here!!!” Kurt yelled.  “Get in here, the baby’s cryin’ like crazy.  Now!”

Alma Jr.got up and rushed inside the house.  Ennis didn’t move.  He sat there, staring at the ground.
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Post by: mariez on July 09, 2007, 06:53:48 pm
. . . . She took his hand as he reached out saying "sorry maam, my name is Ennis, Ennis DelMar."  "Forgot my mannors." " Don't worry about it.  My name is Annie Proulx. My friend is Mary Starret.  It would just be the two of us.  If you decide to take us on." 

Great dialogue, Janice.  And these last lines sent a little thrill down my spine.


 
. . . . He caught Jack's eye across the dance floor and grinned at him. 

Nice to see more of this, cowboy.  So funny and sweet.  :)


. . . . .
So!  You theenk you make it eempossible to wrench the heart weeth the funny words?  HAHA to you!

Clyde, weeth your mastery of the words, nothing ees eempossible.   ;D  (And wrench my heart, you did).
 


The Dinner
. . . . .
Kurt, Ennis and Tom sat down at the table.  Junior lit the candles, the light casting a glow on her pale face, and then she began serving the meal.  They ate in silence, each throwing glances at the others.  “You sure are a good cook, not like your Daddy” Tom said, then he winked at Ennis.  Kurt stared at Tom, then at Ennis, then at Tom again.
 .........
Alma Jr.got up and rushed inside the house.  Ennis didn’t move.  He sat there, staring at the ground. 

Oh, dear.  Talk about awkward.  Sigh. Now what?  Great writing, Marl.

Thanks, all
Marie


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Post by: Clyde-B on July 09, 2007, 08:55:48 pm


"Nah – the old guy – ya know, Okeefenokee or whatever the hell his name was."

"Okeefen---???"   Jack stopped and let out a whoop of laughter.  "You mean Obi Wan Kenobi?" 

Ennis gave him a sidelong glance, trying to suppress his own laughter.  "Shut the hell up – you know what I mean." 

 

You can hear this happening!     :laugh:

  She took his hand as he reached out saying "sorry maam, my name is Ennis, Ennis DelMar."  "Forgot my mannors." " Don't worry about it.  My name is Annie Proulx. My friend is Mary Starret.  It would just be the two of us.  If you decide to take us on."

Oh, this sounds like fun!   ;D


 
"Glad ya did." 1,2,3,4, then 1,2,3,4.

"You're a good dancer, take lessons?"

"Ya, from Junior. She insisted I at least be able to do the foxtail."

"Foxtrot."

"Yeah, that's it."

 

Yup!  Can see it.   :D
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 09, 2007, 09:03:50 pm
  It is particularly hard in my profession - working with lawyers.   :o

Merr

I don't envy you Merr!   :laugh:

Hi Clyde.  Poor Ennis - still looking for the coffee pot handle and Jack trying to get him out of his "comfort" zone.  Very neat drabble.

Merr

Thank you Merr,
Yeah, getting Ennis out of his comfort zone is going to be a hard push!
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 09, 2007, 09:24:34 pm

Ennis and Junior went outside, it was a clear evening, with a cool fresh breeze.  They walked down the silent street, then turned and sat down on the steps of the house.

“Daddy, Tom seems really nice.” Junior said.  Ennis looked down at the ground.

“Daddy, you know…..Daddy, I…..  I….”

Suddenly the door opened behind them.  “Alma, will you get in here!!!” Kurt yelled.  “Get in here, the baby’s cryin’ like crazy.  Now!”

Alma Jr.got up and rushed inside the house.  Ennis didn’t move.  He sat there, staring at the ground.


I love Ennis, but he makes you want a knock him up side a the head sometimes!   :laugh:
You're very good at making them reveal nothing and stringing us along hoping they will!
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 09, 2007, 09:28:20 pm
Fern,

Thank you very much for lurking and reading and taking time to comment.

Feel free to join us any time you want!
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Post by: Cameron on July 09, 2007, 09:49:47 pm
Thank you, Marie and Clyde :)

I love Ennis, but he makes you want a knock him up side a the head sometimes!   :laugh:
You're very good at making them reveal nothing and stringing us along hoping they will!

But Clyde, I am not sure if revealing nothing is a good or bad thing. ::)
 :P
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 09, 2007, 10:19:40 pm
Thank you, Marie and Clyde :)

But Clyde, I am not sure if revealing nothing is a good or bad thing. ::)
 :P


It's exactly what they did in the movie.  They gave the audience just enough information to get us to start thinking of the possibilities added details as we went along and then held out with the final answers making us want to know more.

It isn't that you don't reveal anything, you just don't reveal as much as we want to know.

(It's the same thing teenage girls do on dates!!!   :laugh:  And it works there too!)

In other words it's a very good thing.
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Post by: cwby30 on July 09, 2007, 10:24:37 pm
Evenin.

Well, Cameron, mariez, fernly, Clyde-B, thanks for the kind words. Enjoying this time in their lives, and am working on some more to add to it. Just thinking of how to work some "prompts" into it! This is fun. 

Thanks again. 
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Post by: Cameron on July 10, 2007, 01:47:56 am

Aww, thank you Clyde. :)

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Post by: Dagi on July 10, 2007, 06:10:32 am
 
     “Ennis, Riverton ain’t the only place in the world.”
     “This here is all I know, Jack.  I don’t know nothin else.” He shook his head.  “What you want me to do?  Go huntin alligators in Okeefenokee swamp?  Or maybe we should be raisin Appaloosas in Timbuktu?  I can’t do that.”   There were tears in his eyes.  “I can’t hardly keep myself fed and a roof over my head in this dinky little town and you want me to go out and stand with you against the whole damn world.  What chance we gone a have doin that?”
      “We could try.”



      100 words








So!  You theenk you make it eempossible to wrench the heart weeth the funny words?  HAHA to you!


Damn it, Clyde, 100 words and I go and cry again.  :(


So many great drabbles. Do you guys have a machine or something? Thinking about how hard it is for me to write....and you just seem to through  them out... so great.

Dagi
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 10, 2007, 06:58:56 am
Hi all,

Give these a go today...


L
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Post by: mariez on July 10, 2007, 10:31:55 am
Spirits in the Night


She peeked in on Bobby, closing his bedroom door quietly, and padded into the living room.  She made herself a drink and put an album on the turntable, keeping the volume low.  Stretching out on the couch, she tried to clear her mind, but found the day's events running through in an endless loop…. damn, she'd forgotten to call Bobby's teacher back…Daddy bitching again about Jack taking off on another fishing trip …. she'd have to handle that ornery Wilson herself tomorrow ….had Henderson's past-due been paid yet? ….better place another call first thing in the morning ….

…..an inexplicable yearning and sadness washed over her as she descended into sleep, unaware of the tears running down her face or Bruce Springsteen's haunting voice playing on softly ….

So we closed our eyes and said goodbye to gypsy angel row, felt so right
Together we moved like spirits in the night, all night

~~~~~~~

153 words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 10, 2007, 11:12:23 am
         Ennis was resigned now.  He would not be getting back to Jack, this time.      
       This woman was giving him the hope for a few days extra work.  Lord knows he sure could use it.  He grabbed his jacket, and his thermos, figuring to fill it at the diner. 
         He had told Ms Proulx, he would drive his own truck, and meet her there.  He pulled his keys from his pocket and headed for the door.  When he remembered Juniors sweater, she had left it here the other day, when she came to announce her upcoming marriage.  Deciding he might as well take it to her, he went back to the closet and pulled it off the shelf.  No telling when she would get back out here he figured.  He glanced at the shirts hanging on the nail.  Giving the smallest trace of a smile," Jack, he faultered, so quiet you would not even notice, if you were standin next to him.   Maybe i'll see ya again tonight."
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Post by: outrider on July 10, 2007, 11:30:55 am

spirits in the night: 
gypsy angel row: 
dancin in the moonlight:


http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9354.new.html#new
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 10, 2007, 12:46:50 pm
Maybe the best cure for getting a song out of your head is to write it into a drabble. Writing in a universe where I have never gone before...


Ennis poked at the fire, watching the sparks fly up and the embers glow red. He took another swig from the bottle, and willed his heart still. “You here, Jack?” he said softly, looking out into the darkness beyond the light of the flames. “You with me tonight…you a spirit tonight, Jack?”

He paused, waiting for an answer, listening inside himself. “Maybe yer a gypsy angel…a rogue, on loan from the angels up on Venus.”

He stood up, lurching, drunk. “We can go dancin in the moonlight, Jack. You n me, spirits in the night…all night…”

(96 words)
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Post by: outrider on July 10, 2007, 12:57:56 pm
He stood up, lurching, drunk. “We can go dancin in the moonlight, Jack. You n me, spirits in the night…all night…”

  Whoah...  Good or what!   I guess its the immediacy of it...  -smile
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Post by: Scott6373 on July 10, 2007, 01:05:52 pm
It's been a while since I've done this (I don't get to say that very often)   :laugh:  For Lee

Dancin’ in the moonlight  7/10/07

He sat up until very late.  The sun had long since bid its farewell to the unctuous heat of the day.  He was glad for the extra pints of whiskey he brought.  It dulled the edge of pain that cut into his every though.  Why he chose to come here was beyond him.  He had avoided it for so long.

The last tongues of flame died away in his campfire, and left him lit only by the soggy, cotton moonlight.  The valley beneath him was shrouded in a haze, either of God’s or Jim Beam’s making, he could not say, but the light was enough to let him see what he was meant to see.

The two men rolled in the high grass: raised themselves up, and chased around like puppies in the throes of an inexplicable burst of energy, that was patently created for the young.  Eventually, the movements of the two men slowed, and became more undulating.  They grew closer in their physicality, until the dark outlines of each was individually indiscernible, and they became a single form, dancing in the moonlight.   As he watched them and yearned to be there:  to be one of them, he knew instinctively, he was one of them.  The unavoidable veil of alcohol descended on him, and sent him deep into a dreamless sleep.  He awoke the next morning, as wordless and soulless as when he arrived, and the knowledge that he would never return to Brokeback Mountain was already as secure a part of him as his skin.

257 Words
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 10, 2007, 01:09:20 pm
 
    The moon shown full, icy clouds chewed its edge, October chilled the air.
     “Reminds me a Greasy Lake.”
     Ennis knew what it meant when Jack talked creepy with the corners of his mouth turned too high.  “Uh huh.”
     “That’s where gypsy angels go.  Dancin in the moonlight like spirits in the night.”
     “All night?”
     “All night.  They call it gypsy angel row.  You don’t know what they can do to you.”
      Ennis popped the top snap of Jack’s shirt.
     “What’re you doin?”
     “Gettin to the makin love in the dirt part a that song.  Never thought I’d like Bruce Springsteen.”

   
     100 words
 
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 10, 2007, 01:16:32 pm
Outrider...thanks for your comment.

Scott...welcome back and with a great drabble!

Clyde...you made me laugh out loud. "Never thought I'd like Bruce Springsteen..."

Thanks all...

L
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Post by: outrider on July 10, 2007, 02:02:56 pm

   ... and again... 

spirits in the night: 
gypsy angel row: 
dancin in the moonlight:

http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9354.new.html#new
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Post by: outrider on July 10, 2007, 02:09:29 pm
the soggy, cotton moonlight. 

  Damn!  I wanted to use that line!  (If I had only thought of it. -big grin)

  Great image...  and the scene you sketched of the mountainside is compelling... to say the least...  -smile... 
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Post by: loneleeb3 on July 10, 2007, 03:07:27 pm
Thank you Scott!
That was beautiful!

It's been a while since I've done this (I don't get to say that very often)   :laugh:  For Lee

Dancin’ in the moonlight  7/10/07

He sat up until very late.  The sun had long since bid its farewell to the unctuous heat of the day.  He was glad for the extra pints of whiskey he brought.  It dulled the edge of pain that cut into his every though.  Why he chose to come here was beyond him.  He had avoided it for so long.

The last tongues of flame died away in his campfire, and left him lit only by the soggy, cotton moonlight.  The valley beneath him was shrouded in a haze, either of God’s or Jim Beam’s making, he could not say, but the light was enough to let him see what he was meant to see.

The two men rolled in the high grass: raised themselves up, and chased around like puppies in the throes of an inexplicable burst of energy, that was patently created for the young.  Eventually, the movements of the two men slowed, and became more undulating.  They grew closer in their physicality, until the dark outlines of each was individually indiscernible, and they became a single form, dancing in the moonlight.   As he watched them and yearned to be there:  to be one of them, he knew instinctively, he was one of them.  The unavoidable veil of alcohol descended on him, and sent him deep into a dreamless sleep.  He awoke the next morning, as wordless and soulless as when he arrived, and the knowledge that he would never return to Brokeback Mountain was already as secure a part of him as his skin.

257 Words

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Post by: Lumière on July 10, 2007, 03:54:10 pm
My dabble.. :)


Full Moon

"Jack, are ya high?" Ennis poked his head out through the tent flap.

"Where the fuck would ya get an idea like that?”

“Wild guess - yer singin’ that moonlight song again and yer spinnin’ round an’ round and pissin’ all over the goddamn side of the tent, Jack.”

“Shit!”  Jack exclaimed as he fumbled with his pants.

Ennis laughed, shook his head and lay back on the bedroll.  Jack burst in a moment later.

“Let’s go for a swim!”

“That’s it.  Yer high as a kite.  Git down here..”

“Make me!” Jack tore off the rest of his clothes and ran buck naked into the night.

“Now, that’s not the kind of moon I was expectin’ just now,” Ennis smiled to himself and jumped out of the tent.
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Post by: mariez on July 10, 2007, 04:17:52 pm
Damn - what a drabble day!  Those were some awesome prompts.

. . . Jack, he faultered, so quiet you would not even notice, if you were standin next to him.   Maybe i'll see ya again tonight."
Aww, Janice - Sniff.  Really felt that.


Thanks for directing us to some beautiful writings, Outrider.


Maybe the best cure for getting a song out of your head is to write it into a drabble. Writing in a universe where I have never gone before...
 . .  .
He stood up, lurching, drunk. “We can go dancin in the moonlight, Jack. You n me, spirits in the night…all night…”

L, it's clear you can touch me deeply ... in any universe.  Amazing.  (Hope the earworm is gone - I think I've got it now  :)  )


. . .     “Gettin to the makin love in the dirt part a that song.  Never thought I’d like Bruce Springsteen.”

Clyde, you are the "100 Word Wonder"  - loved this last line.   ;D


. . . . As he watched them and yearned to be there:  to be one of them, he knew instinctively, he was one of them.  The unavoidable veil of alcohol descended on him, and sent him deep into a dreamless sleep.  He awoke the next morning, as wordless and soulless as when he arrived, and the knowledge that he would never return to Brokeback Mountain was already as secure a part of him as his skin.

Wonderful to see you again, Scott - your writing is always so special.  That is so damn moving.   


My dabble.. :)
 . . . .
“Now, that’s not the kind of moon I was expectin’ just now,” Ennis smiled to himself and jumped out of the tent.

Yay!  You made me laugh, M!  Love seeing them boys happy. :D

Thanks, all
Marie

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 10, 2007, 05:05:19 pm


         Wow Scott its great to have you back with us today.  It seems like old times again.  Good one.   Which Lee was that for.
         

          Milli;  a funny one.  this is a red letter day for drabble world
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Post by: Cameron on July 10, 2007, 07:09:04 pm
(Wonderful drabble day!!!!!!  Here's my 'drabble'....)


Spirits

(Sept 1985)
Ennis stayed on the steps after Junior went in.  Soon Tom and Kurt came out of the house.  “We better go” Tom said.

Ennis started walking back to the door.  “Just wanna say goodbye to Junior” he said.

“No, I don’t think that’s a good idea, she’s feedin’ the baby” Kurt said, as he moved in front of the door.

Ennis glared at him, and took another step.  Kurt glared back at him.

“Listen, we better go” Tom said, placing his hand on Ennis’s arm.  “You’ll see her soon.”

Ennis took one more glance at Kurt and then they got into the truck and drove off.  They rode in silence.   Then Tom turned the radio on and played with the knob.  The radio crackled and hissed “…dancing in the moonlight, ……everybody here is out of sight……”

“Sure is a good night for this song” Tom said and chuckled, as the full moon shone in front of  them.

Ennis didn’t answer.  “Hey, everythin's okay, really” Tom said.  Ennis just looked straight ahead at the moon.  They soon got home and walked towards Ennis’s trailer and sat down on the steps.  Tom took out two cigarettes.  They smoked in silence.

“Listen, I’m gonna go home to do some things, ya comin' over later?”  Tom asked.

“I don’t know.”

Tom sighed.  “Fine, suit yourself” he said, and left.

Ennis took out another cigarette and lit it with a match and watched the smoke drift away.  He looked at the moon.  Then he looked over towards Tom’s trailer, the light was shining through the window.  Ennis began to get up, but suddenly the wind began to swirl.  Amidst the wind, all remained still, except for the lilac bush just beyond the trailer.  The lilac bush began to shake, as it did that night, not long ago.

Ennis sat back down, and looked all around.  The lilac bush kept shaking.  Ennis sat motionless, the cigarette burning in his hand, as the spirits of the night danced around him.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 11, 2007, 11:56:15 am


here is some prompts for today:

           Master
           Waves or wave
            fragmented
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Post by: mariez on July 11, 2007, 01:13:37 pm
. . . . , but suddenly the wind began to swirl.  Amidst the wind, all remained still, except for the lilac bush just beyond the trailer.  The lilac bush began to shake, as it did that night, not long ago.

Ennis sat back down, and looked all around.  The lilac bush kept shaking.  Ennis sat motionless, the cigarette burning in his hand, as the spirits of the night danced around him.

Ahh, yes.  Jack and the wind.  Love the lilac bush again.  Simply beautiful, Marl - and heartbreaking, too.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 11, 2007, 01:16:21 pm
Timeless

At moments he least expected, precious memories would burst into his mind, sharp and fragmented.  He longed for time alone when he could let those fragments soften and bind, forming an unbroken circle – without beginning or end. 

~~~~~~
38 words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 11, 2007, 01:57:46 pm





       v'ry nice Marie
       He longed for time alone when he could let those fragments soften and bind, forming an unbroken circle – without beginning or end. 


       
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 11, 2007, 05:14:44 pm
            Ennis drives along the two lane blacktop, the heat rising in waves and shimmering into the heat heavy sky.  The sun is beating down and splashing off the fields of hay.  It makes him think of an ocean.  That book Moby Dick from when he was in school.  The one the teacher had given them, to read.  He thinks back, how he is sure he could have liked it much better if he had been able to see the words with more ease.  It always give him head aches ta read.  He guessed it musta been.  He needed glasses.  Sometimes he figured he oughta get some.  But never seemed to be enough money.  Even Jack used ta say it..   "You should get ya a pair a specs.  Old man."
            He pulled onto the gravel parking space next to the diner,  that held for parking.  He started to feel the knot of misery in his gut.  The one he seemed to get ever time he thought about Jack, and when he had to go be around strange folks.
            Jack was the only other person in the miserable world he was ever totally calm around.  He took a deep breath, stepped from the truck, and ducked his head.  Preparin to face the unknown, once again.

209 wds
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 11, 2007, 06:50:25 pm

     While Ennis watched from shore, Jack’s pale butt bobbed to the surface of the lake.  Gentle windswept waves broke around him, chunks of sunlight fragmented through lacy clouds.
     “You a prune yet?”
     “What’s your hurry?”
     “Them fish gone a be taken siestas before we even get started.”
      Jack waded ashore, grabbed his towel.  Water dripped from the hair above his ankles, tiny droplets glistened between the freckles on his shoulders.  “Not a problem, I’m an old pro.”
      “Professional fisherman? You?  More like a Master Baiter.”
      Jack laughed, looped his towel around Ennis’s waist, drew him close.  “Caught you didn’t I?”



    100 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 11, 2007, 06:57:19 pm
Dagi and Susiebell,

Hi guys!  Thanks for stopping by and your kind words I missed you posts yesterday!!!
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 11, 2007, 07:02:27 pm



          Very cute drabble Clyde    :o
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 11, 2007, 07:06:09 pm


“Now, that’s not the kind of moon I was expectin’ just now,” Ennis smiled to himself and jumped out of the tent.[/color]


My favorite kind!   ;D
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 11, 2007, 07:09:51 pm
Leslie and Marie,

I never thought he'd be a Bruce Springsteen fan either!  Glad I could give you a laugh.
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 11, 2007, 07:15:41 pm
 
Ennis sat back down, and looked all around.  The lilac bush kept shaking.  Ennis sat motionless, the cigarette burning in his hand, as the spirits of the night danced around him.


Marl,

Tension and suspense all the way through, as usual!
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 11, 2007, 07:18:10 pm
Timeless

At moments he least expected, precious memories would burst into his mind, sharp and fragmented.  He longed for time alone when he could let those fragments soften and bind, forming an unbroken circle – without beginning or end. 

~~~~~~
38 words


Marie,

You do a lot with a mighty small compass.
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Post by: Cameron on July 11, 2007, 07:28:20 pm

From Eternity

He stood watching the waves.  They came towards him, arriving from eternity.  The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the water.  He didn’t move, he stood there transfixed by the sight, the fragmented images replaying in his mind.

All around him was silence, except for the waves crashing to shore, and the roar of the wind.  “The wind is your master” he heard a voice say.  But there was no one near him, no one at all.  Just the setting sun, the wind and the waves.


(90 words!)


(http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w237/marlb42/beachsun2-1.jpg)
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Post by: outrider on July 12, 2007, 12:55:57 am

Master: 
Waves or wave: 
fragmented:


http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9354.msg222112.html#msg222112
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 12, 2007, 06:22:16 am
Good morning drabblers!

Give these a try:


Leslie
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Post by: mariez on July 12, 2007, 08:26:06 am
            Ennis drives along the two lane blacktop, the heat rising in waves and shimmering into the heat heavy sky.  The sun is beating down and splashing off the fields of hay.  It makes him think of an ocean. 

Janice, that is an awesome description!  I can picture these scenes so perfectly and feel Ennis's emotions so clearly.


. . .      “Professional fisherman? You?  More like a Master Baiter.”
      Jack laughed, looped his towel around Ennis’s waist, drew him close.  “Caught you didn’t I?” 

 ;D Clyde, I never know if you're going to make me laugh or break my heart, but you always touch me either way. 

From Eternity

He stood watching the waves.  They came towards him, arriving from eternity.  The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the water.  He didn’t move, he stood there transfixed by the sight, the fragmented images replaying in his mind.

All around him was silence, except for the waves crashing to shore, and the roar of the wind.  “The wind is your master” he heard a voice say.  But there was no one near him, no one at all.  Just the setting sun, the wind and the waves.

Those words and that picture just blow me away, Marl.  Wow.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Scott6373 on July 12, 2007, 10:08:37 am
Perpendicular  7/12/07

“I’ve been thinking…”

“Yeah?  What about?”

“Perpendicular”

“Perpen-what?”

"Yeah that’s what I said when I heard it.”

“What the hell is it?  A disease or somethin’?”

“Neah…got ta do with math or some such.  Junior is learnin’ it at school.  She asked for help with it .”

“Did ya help her?”

“Couldn’t.  Didn’t know what perpendicular was.”

“Oh…do ya know now?

“Kinda…something ta do with two things bein’ next ta each other.”

A quizzical silence plopped over them, each man’s face deep in though over ‘perpendicular’.

“Wanna screw around?”

"Ya mean…get perpendicular with each other?”  Ennis’ sly grin spoke of knowledge not learned in math class.

106 words
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Post by: outrider on July 12, 2007, 10:41:33 am

paper clip:
perpendicular:
paralyze/paralyzed:


http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9354.new.html#new

~
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Post by: mariez on July 12, 2007, 12:11:07 pm
. . . .
“Wanna screw around?”

"Ya mean…get perpendicular with each other?”  Ennis’ sly grin spoke of knowledge not learned in math class.

 ;D Hee Hee.  Ennis always did have a gift for metaphors. 


Thanks for another link, outrider.


Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 12, 2007, 12:12:48 pm

     A long hot drive home.  Jack, happy he’d decided.  Paper clipped to his invoices a card to Ennis. 
     The towtruck from the last gas station barrelled past him and pulled across the road perpendicular to the ditch.  Why the roadblock?  Jack slowed to a stop.  The grizzled old mechanic walked toward him; he had a tire iron in his right fist nervously beating it against his left palm.
    Jack rolled down his window.  “There a problem?”
    “Get out the vehicle.”
     Jack froze, paralyzed.  Something wasn’t right.  “I said, there a problem here?”
     “And I said, get out a your vehicle.”   


      100 words
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Post by: mariez on July 12, 2007, 12:13:56 pm
Important Places

Jack fidgeted with the paper clip between his fingers. Jesus.  He'd wanted to be on the road no later than noon, but here he sat.  Listening to this blustering jackass go on and on in excruciating detail about his glory days as star of his high-school football team a hundred effin' years ago …..

Finally.  

He hurried past the receptionist with a quick good-bye, much too distracted to hear her call after him.  "Aren't you forgetting something?"  She looked down at the third reminder to see his wife before he left and shrugged.  "Must have more important places to be."  

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: mariez on July 12, 2007, 12:17:14 pm
  . . .  The grizzled old mechanic walked toward him; he had a tire iron in his right fist nervously beating it against his left palm.
    Jack rolled down his window.  “There a problem?”
    “Get out the vehicle.”
     Jack froze, paralyzed.  Something wasn’t right.  “I said, there a problem here?”
     “And I said, get out a your vehicle.”  

OMG, Clyde.  Can I hope that this is just part one . . . ?

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 12, 2007, 04:54:19 pm



      As he walked to the booth in the back he looked around to see if there was any familiar faces in the room.  He saw only a mother and child sitting at a table near the window, and a young couple, he thought he remembered seeing at Jrs graduation.  This late in the morning most of the customers had already come and gone.  He slid into the booth where the lady had nodded he sit.  Waiting.  Not sure what to say, so he said nothing.
      The woman that had identified herself as Annie, took the paper clip off of the group of papers she was holding and lay them out on the table.  The waitress came to the table,  Asked Ennis what he would be having.  He said just the coffee for now.  Ms Proulx telling him to go ahead and order some breakfast telling him they had already ordered.  He felt odd, never having had a woman buy him food before.  She nodded her head towards him, saying "go on, you have to eat."  "Alright he said I'll just have the special."  Waitress said " coffee or something cold." " Just the coffee thanks," he replied. 
      " Now  what we were thinking," she started, was to just go up there and check out the place,pointing to the area on the hand drawn map she had brought.   Stay overnight on Friday night, and come on down by Saturday afternoon.  Not planning on staying too long.  I am sure you know the best places to stay over, thats what we were told anyhow."
       "Yes maam," he told her  I spect I know those mountains about as well as anybody.  I have stayed all over them, campin and hunting too.  Even spent one summer up there herdin sheep."  Rememberin his summer with Jack, workin for Aguirre was a hard thing to think on.  On a empty stomach.  He continued "yes maam I guess I know em purty good." 
         The waitress came and brought his cup of coffee refilling theirs, and  even that made him think of Jack .  Seems everthin made him think of Jack some days.. Specially after the dreams at night that seemed so real. 
He shakes his mind back to the present, and listens to the women discussing the area exactly they wish to explore.  He finishes his meal and sits, and waits for them to do the same.  They obviously have more to say, so he moves slightly restlessly in the seat.  The worn green plastic that covers them making you sweat in the summer heat that isn't cooled enough by the ancient machine, that is doing its best to keep up. 
         The waitress returns and refills the cups again.  Picks up the empty plate and asks him if she "can get him anything more?"  He shakes his head and say no thanks maam that was real good."  She smiles as she leaves, and he sees she is now walking a bit more animatedly as she leaves. 
          They finally make the arrangements to meet at Ennis's trailer on Friday morning at 6:30 and they can follow him in the car.  He will be pulling a trailer, two horses in the back of his truck, and one in the trailer. " They can put all the tent and camping supplies in there too." " Room in the overhead for that."  He replies.  "Alright then see you 6:30 sharp Mr DelMar" she says.  "Ennis maam, just call me Ennis."  He motions goodbye and makes to leave, saying "very nice to meet you ladies."  "Glad to have the exta work.  I can sure use it.  Things been real slow around here lately."
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Post by: Cameron on July 12, 2007, 05:04:04 pm
Parallels

(September 1985)
The wind was swirling, the lilac bush was shaking.  Ennis sat motionless on the step, frozen as if paralyzed.  He could barely breathe, gasping for air with quick shallow breaths. 

Finally, it all ceased.  The wind became just a gentle breeze, the lilac bush went still.  Ennis remained where he was, trying to catch his breath.  He looked up at the dark sky, with the bright shining moon overpowering the stars.  Then he went inside.

Ennis sat down on the bed, still breathing hard, and picked up the picture on the little nightstand, the picture he got at that strange store.  His eyes started to fill.  Ennis shook his head and sighed.  He quickly put the picture down as if it was burning, and stood up.  But in his haste, he knocked over the little box of multi-colored paper clips that Junior gave him years ago.  He never knew why she gave it him, but he kept the little box by his bed.

The paper clips scattered all over the floor, some falling parallel, some perpendicular, the rest in no particular direction at all.  Ennis bent down and gathered them all in his hand.  He held them tight, and then put them all back in the box and rushed outside again.

All was now calm, as if it always was.  Ennis looked towards Tom’s trailer, the lights were still on.  He started to walk there, but then he stopped and looked all around.  The leaves on the tree closest to him began to rustle and sway. 

Ennis looked up at the sky, at the shining moon.  The leaves were still rustling.  Ennis took a few small steps, looked all around one more time, and then quickly went on to Tom’s trailer.  The door was ajar.  Just inside, Tom was waiting, with wide open arms.
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Post by: mariez on July 12, 2007, 05:42:51 pm
. . .  "Yes maam," he told her  I spect I know those mountains about as well as anybody.  I have stayed all over them, campin and hunting too.  Even spent one summer up there herdin sheep."  Rememberin his summer with Jack, workin for Aguirre was a hard thing to think on.  On a empty stomach.  He continued "yes maam I guess I know em purty good." 
         The waitress came and brought his cup of coffee refilling theirs, and  even that made him think of Jack .  Seems everthin made him think of Jack some days.. Specially after the dreams at night that seemed so real. . . . . .

Janice, you have a gift for storytelling and an ear for dialogue - this flows so naturally and rings so true. 


Parallels
. . . . .
The wind was swirling, the lilac bush was shaking.   . . . . .

Finally, it all ceased.  The wind became just a gentle breeze, the lilac bush went still.  Ennis remained where he was, trying to catch his breath.  He looked up at the dark sky, with the bright shining moon overpowering the stars.  Then he went inside.
 . . . . .
Ennis looked up at the sky, at the shining moon.  The leaves were still rustling.  Ennis took a few small steps, looked all around one more time, and then quickly went on to Tom’s trailer.  The door was ajar.  Just inside, Tom was waiting, with wide open arms.

"...The wind became just a gentle breeze..."  Superb, Marl. And the reference to the little box of multi-colored paper clips made me smile.  I have one too - a gift from my son when he was about six.  I love that little box of color. I keep it on my desk and I've never used even one of those clips.   :)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on July 12, 2007, 05:51:57 pm
Marie,
A whole bunch of thank you's, you are the sweetest. :-*
And you are an amazingly awesome drabbler.  ;D

Thanks again, :)
Marl

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Post by: Clyde-B on July 12, 2007, 08:39:52 pm
"Must have more important places to be." 


Wonder where that could be?   ;D


   "Glad to have the exta work.  I can sure use it.  Things been real slow around here lately."

This is fun, Janice! 
Can't wait to find out whether Annie is competent like Ennis or a Klutz like Jack!

Tom was waiting, with wide open arms.

Marl, as usual - and then? and then?


“Wanna screw around?”

"Ya mean…get perpendicular with each other?”  Ennis’ sly grin spoke of knowledge not learned in math class.




Hee Hee, Why whatever could he mean?   :o
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 13, 2007, 10:41:03 am
Hello everyone,


Have fun!

L
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Post by: mariez on July 13, 2007, 01:57:33 pm
Quiet Man

After a firm handshake and quiet greeting to the new wrangler, Ennis heads back to his work.

"Not much of a talker, that one.  Noticed he pretty much kept to himself at lunchtime."

"Well, del Mar's a good worker, but he is who he is.  No pretending to be something he ain't, that's for sure. 

~~~~~~
55 Words
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 13, 2007, 02:21:03 pm
He leaned his head down and grasped the accelerator, turning it smoothly in his hand. The powerful motorcycle zoomed up to speed and within minutes he was away from the set, away from the crowd; in an hour he was out of the mountains. It seemed a small miracle to have the entire day free. “I think I’m in every scene of the goddamn movie,” he thought to himself.

He looked out across the flat terrain, grain silos in the distance. Everything was brown and dusty. He’d never seen a place like this. He supposed that there were parts of Australia that were similar but all he knew was Perth, and beaches, and the metropolitan cities. Bleak vistas, desolate of people were an unknown and the learning was not entirely comfortable.

He pulled off the road on a small gravel patch, turning off the motorcycle and leaning up against it as shook a cigarette out of the pack. He squinted across the horizon, smoking, thinking, feeling empty and broken, lost. “Fuckin Ennis gets inside a me more n more everyday,” he thought, as he crushed the butt under the heel of his boot.

(192 words)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 13, 2007, 03:33:59 pm
          "Well Jack, he moaned, I gotta be gettin back to them sheep."  "Its way passed daylight."  "No can't ya just stay a little longer?"  "I was hopin ya could just stay long nuf for once more," he pleaded.  "We gotta make it quick, the longer I stick in the mornin, the more likely we get found out Jack."
            Just as Jack turned to him and began to rub him, he stretched and yawned, and moaned uhhhg.  The sounds in his head were just a ringing noise he heard.  He slid thru the veil of sleep, and the clanging of the ancient alarm clock brought him up sharp and hatefully.  "Dammit he cursed, I don't know if it happens everytime by accident, or just god giving me his disapproval.
That dam thing alway goes off at the worse times." 
         Ennis had everthing ready and just threw on his shirt and jeans.  He grabbed his jacket, he sure didn't need it here.  It could be kinda cold at night up in those mountains.  He hoped those women would bring theirs as well.  He hated to have to tell a customer how to pack. It always gave a tellin about how they would really be up in the hills.  She said," she knew what she was doin" I sure hope so.  It aways makes things so much easier when ya get up there. 
          When he pulled into the gravel by the diner again, he saw the two ladies already there.  That was a good sign.  They both nodded and waved, and he approached their car.   "Maam, maam," he took off his hat, and nodded in each direction.  "Ya,ll about ready to go?"  They both nodded their hat covered heads, and said "we are.  How about you?  You already eat breakfast?"  "Nawm, he remarked.  I don't usually eat breakfast, just coffee.  I will go in and get my thermos filled and then I will be."  "This place makes very good coffee Ennis if I do say so,"  ms Proulx remarked. 
          He gets in his truck and checks his rear mirror, and slowly and carefully pulls out onto the road to return to his youth.  He always feels that way, ever
time he goes back to that mountain.  His and Jacks mountain.  I always feel like I'm me up there, he thinks.  No pretendin to be someone i'm not.  Its the place where we can always be young and free.  Happy and together always.  Sept, we ain't tagether no more. " Jacks gone," dead an gone.  Never gonna be back there tagether gain."  He feels the pain yet again as he keeps the truck on the straight path down the highway.  Headed back to, then?
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Post by: mariez on July 13, 2007, 04:40:01 pm
He leaned his head down and grasped the accelerator, turning it smoothly in his hand. The powerful motorcycle zoomed up to speed and within minutes he was away from the set, away from the crowd; in an hour he was out of the mountains. It seemed a small miracle to have the entire day free. “I think I’m in every scene of the goddamn movie,” he thought to himself.

He looked out across the flat terrain, grain silos in the distance. Everything was brown and dusty. He’d never seen a place like this. He supposed that there were parts of Australia that were similar but all he knew was Perth, and beaches, and the metropolitan cities. Bleak vistas, desolate of people were an unknown and the learning was not entirely comfortable.

He pulled off the road on a small gravel patch, turning off the motorcycle and leaning up against it as shook a cigarette out of the pack. He squinted across the horizon, smoking, thinking, feeling empty and broken, lost. “Fuckin Ennis gets inside a me more n more everyday,” he thought, as he crushed the butt under the heel of his boot.

(192 words)


Ahh, Leslie - and yet another universe.....loved that!  He totally became Ennis.


. . . .
          He gets in his truck and checks his rear mirror, and slowly and carefully pulls out onto the road to return to his youth.  He always feels that way, ever time he goes back to that mountain.   . . .

I wish I could turn back time for Ennis.  Lovely, Janice.

Marie
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Post by: Cameron on July 13, 2007, 06:26:51 pm
The Stranger

He looked at the mirror, he felt a shock, it was a total stranger looking back at him.  A person that he did not know, or even recognize at all.  He closed his eyes, and looked again, but the strange face was still there.

He always had done what he thought was right, what they expected him to do.  He became the person that they all wanted him to be.  But it was never, ever enough.  No matter what.

He looked back at the mirror, the stranger was still there.  The stranger stared at him with a scowl.  He could almost hear this stranger say ‘stop pretending to be someone you're not’.  But he didn’t know who he was, he didn’t know who he was supposed to be.  He didn’t know if he could still be the person that he was supposed to be, whoever that person was.

(148 words)


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Post by: Clyde-B on July 13, 2007, 06:53:01 pm

     The wind slammed the metal side of the trailer, seeped in around aluminum frames and rattled windows and door.  Ennis, soaked in sweat, tossed and turned on greasy sheets.  “Jack... Jack...”

    “Twist residence, Lureen speakin.”
    “You should a kept that bullrider a yours in his own bed.”   Lureen shivered, the voice from the receiver didn’t even sound human.
    “Who is this?  Hello? Hello?”
     The line clicked, went dead.

     A stranger in a rusted pickup pulled behind Jack.  Now there was no escape.  No safe haven.  Maybe the abandoned grain silo on the rocky knoll.  The mechanic reached for Jack’s door.

     
     100 words



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Post by: mariez on July 13, 2007, 11:07:13 pm
. . . .  But he didn’t know who he was, he didn’t know who he was supposed to be. 

This is unspeakably sad.  :'(


. . .  A stranger in a rusted pickup pulled behind Jack.  Now there was no escape.  No safe haven.  Maybe the abandoned grain silo on the rocky knoll.  The mechanic reached for Jack’s door. 

I know I was hoping for a continuation, but ..... OMG again, Clyde.  (But I have to say - impressive use of the prompts!)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on July 13, 2007, 11:24:47 pm
This is unspeakably sad.  :'(


Gosh, didn't really mean it to be, sorry Marie.  :P

Leslie, Marie, Janice and Clyde, great drabbles, all of them. ;D

Marl
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 14, 2007, 08:45:08 am
In honor of all those fishing trips over the years, how about these "fishy" expressions for today?


L
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Post by: outrider on July 14, 2007, 11:20:00 am

fish or cut bait
a fine kettle of fish
the one that got away

http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9354.new.html#new

~
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 14, 2007, 11:22:15 am
 
"Well, del Mar's a good worker, but he is who he is.  No pretending to be something he ain't, that's for sure. 

Marie,
Nice and simple and a really pleasing rhythm.

  “Fuckin Ennis gets inside a me more n more everyday,” he thought, as he crushed the butt under the heel of his boot.

 


Leslie,
Gees, I wish this was true!  But the way he plays kissyface with Michelle, I really doubt it.   ;D

         He gets in his truck and checks his rear mirror, and slowly and carefully pulls out onto the road to return to his youth.  He always feels that way, ever
time he goes back to that mountain.  His and Jacks mountain.  I always feel like I'm me up there, he thinks.  No pretendin to be someone i'm not.  Its the place where we can always be young and free.   


Janice,
This all has a nice leisurely pace to it, no hurryin to get through.

The Stranger

He looked at the mirror, he felt a shock, it was a total stranger looking back at him.  A person that he did not know, or even recognize at all.  He closed his eyes, and looked again, but the strange face was still there.

He always had done what he thought was right, what they expected him to do.  He became the person that they all wanted him to be.  But it was never, ever enough.  No matter what.

He looked back at the mirror, the stranger was still there.  The stranger stared at him with a scowl.  He could almost hear this stranger say ‘stop pretending to be someone you're not’.  But he didn’t know who he was, he didn’t know who he was supposed to be.  He didn’t know if he could still be the person that he was supposed to be, whoever that person was.

(148 words)




"I ain't nothin.  I ain't nowhere."  Nice chunk of truth in this, Marl.
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Post by: mariez on July 14, 2007, 12:20:20 pm
Gosh, didn't really mean it to be, sorry Marie.  :P

Marl

No, don't be sorry, Marl.  Evoking emotions from a reader- even sadness -  is a sign of fine writing.   Reading this I imagined that there must be so many people who feel this way.  Not knowing who they are, not being able to accept who they are - and it just struck me as terribly sad. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 14, 2007, 01:42:41 pm

    Out of the truck, Jack stood tall, a good half foot taller than the mechanic. “This here’s a fine kettle a fish.  Just what the hell’s your problem?”
    They were three against one.
    The mechanic moved in close palming the tire iron.  “Don’t suffer your kind around here.”
     Jack smiled, turned on the charm.  “I sell tractors.  You got somethin against tractor salesmen?”
     nobody laughed.
     The stocky one yelled, “We gone a fish or cut bait?”
    Jack glanced at the silo trying to gauge the distance.
    The mechanic sneered a gap-toothed grin.  “Planin on bein the one that got away?”


    100 words

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 14, 2007, 02:53:06 pm
Janice,
This all has a nice leisurely pace to it, no hurryin to get through.
     ( this made me laugh Marie.  It sounds like i am boring you to tears...hahah)
Saying get it over with...?

          Clyde you have given us a great fear.   fine job.

                                                                                  janice
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 14, 2007, 03:16:10 pm
         The easy drone of the tires on the road, and the engine were playing together, to combine the feeling of rest and long ago memories.  He could feel the time sliding away as water over a fall.  Drips and splashes cascading down.  He remembered the times as they dropped over the edge  Like the fish they never seemed to catch.  Jack and his fools acts.  The cool and
simple nights.  The laying down, and the rising up.  A routine they fell into without no plannin.  Just was.  He always tried to call up those times, but they were getting harder and harder to get back into his mind.  I guess it really is true.  Time makes changes.  Even ones ya don't want.  He regrets them going.  Just like the times when Jack would talk about the fishing, they just never seemed to do much of. " Just tell her, bout the ones that got away.  That'll keep her."  Never seemed to do so though.  She always wondered.
Why, we "never brought any trouts home?"  He smiled and then remembered that Thanksgivin time.  "Well she never did believe me Jack.  Never did, and thats for sure." " Even said so one time."
      "Seems the only time I can see you plain as day is in the night."  "I only wish the nights was longer, and the days shorter, stead of other way round."  "I miss you somethin fierce Jack.  I purely do.  That ain't no foolin.  Wish ya was here right now."  "Never will stop wantin that, always will."  He noticed they were getting to the turnoff.  "Time to get on up to the jump off Jack.  We're gettin close."
(http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb162/ifyoucantfixit/bbq101.jpg)

         Here is that very same road last May.
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Post by: mariez on July 14, 2007, 04:38:00 pm
Well, I can't take credit where it's not due, Janice.  It was Clyde's compliment about the "nice leisurely pace..."  - and I'm sure you're not boring him!   :laugh:

What a great picture to go along with another touching drabble. Thanks!

Marie


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Post by: mariez on July 14, 2007, 04:46:07 pm
    Out of the truck, Jack stood tall, a good half foot taller than the mechanic. “This here’s a fine kettle a fish.  Just what the hell’s your problem?”
    They were three against one.
    The mechanic moved in close palming the tire iron.  “Don’t suffer your kind around here.”
     Jack smiled, turned on the charm.  “I sell tractors.  You got somethin against tractor salesmen?”
     nobody laughed.
     The stocky one yelled, “We gone a fish or cut bait?”
    Jack glanced at the silo trying to gauge the distance.
    The mechanic sneered a gap-toothed grin.  “Planin on bein the one that got away?”

    100 words

Clyde, you're killing me, bud.  Not just with suspense, but with your ability to manipulate the prompts.  I looked at the prompts today and thought you'd never be able to use them if you continued this story.... silly me!   ;D

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 14, 2007, 04:53:11 pm
Cutting Bait

He waited impatiently at the counter, listening to the station owner give his son what for.

". . . so you'd better fish or cut bait, Billy . . ." 

Shit.  He had his creel, but he remembered his tackle box was still on the floor in the back of the closet.   Hmmm – well, no matter.  He didn't really need it.

He was speeding down the highway an hour later while she stood stock-still staring at the forgotten box.  "Well, this a fine kettle of fish," she murmured. She heard no humor in her own voice, only a resigned determination.

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: Cameron on July 14, 2007, 05:32:23 pm
(Thanks, Marie. :))



Once Again

(July 2000)
Cassie walked around the flea market for a little while longer.  More vases, more plates, lots of old books, and a table of old rods and fish bait.  She stood there, staring at them.  Then she left the flea market, and drove to the store.  But she sat there and didn’t go in, she drove home instead.

As soon as she got in, Cassie poured a glass of wine, and took out the things she needed for the kettle of fish that she was making for that night.  She sat down at the table, drank some wine, and closed her eyes.  It all came back, those years, the feelings, the waiting.

Suddenly the phone rang, Cassie jumped and rushed over to answer it.  “Yeah, okay, that’s fine, really, no problem, maybe some other time” she said and put the phone back down.

Cassie put the food back in the fridge and poured some more wine.  She went to the living room and turned on the television.  The tv was on the Lifetime channel already.  A movie had just started, it was about the one that got away.  Cassie sat down on the couch and drank some more wine.  She had seen this one before, many times.  But she sat there and watched it again.

(215 words)
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 15, 2007, 08:34:55 am
Let's see, I have the letters P and R on my mind so let's try...


Leslie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on July 15, 2007, 12:47:29 pm
Waves from July 10.

September 18th, 1990

A bit sunburned Ennis and Jack step off the plane in Denver uncharacteristically dressed in Hawaiian shirts, khaki shorts and leather sandals. The pair returning from a week in Maui, a trip won in a contest sponsored by a major farm animal vitamin supplier, for guessing the number of vitamin tablets in a large mason jar. Ennis was very proud of the fact he guessed it exactly correct, never failing to point out to Jack that he was off buy more than 400. A lifetime on horses taught both good balance, after a few tries managing to stand up on their rented surfboard without a lesson.  Ennis achieved this first, again pointing out his prowess to Jack, always challenging him that he could ride the longest, venturing out most mornings in their Avis Toyota Corolla wagon in search of the tallest surf. 'Ya like riddin' those waves don'tcha Ennis?' Jack would say. 'Yep....sure do!....but not as much as rid......' Ennis would reply without thinking. 'As much as what ?...what did ya say Ennis?...as much as....'  Huh?..... Damn you Twist!.... ought'a hog tie ya....." On the first day Jack had said 'Gotta get us some of them Aloha shirts...cant be looking like we just stepped off a horse....don't even have us no shorts.' At a shop near the hotel 'How 'bout this one Ennis? see all them palm trees, and leaves in the design." Jack holding out a Tori Richard lawn shirt. 'It's over thirty dollars!...that's to much fer just one shirt!' 'It's ok Ennis...'member we got some spending money from the contest...we got enough.' "Well....all right then...where we gonna wear these back home?' 'Don't know...but we sure get use of of 'm here.' Jack replied picking out three a piece.

The two retrieve their luggage head out to the old Ford pickup, the one Ennis had long ago given to Andy now an extra vehicle for the ranch, Andy mostly using Jack's truck,  left in the long term parking garage. His old truck fired right up for Ennis as if eager to leave the crowded lot, return to the open space of the ranch to serve a faithful friend. As Ennis merged out onto the highway Jack sitting back in the seat, left leg resting on the transmission tunnel, spoke up. "So there Ennis...did ya like Hawaii?"

"Yep Ah guess....but."

"But  what Ennis?"

"But...Ah guess Ah like it here better......with...you..."

"Was with ya there..." Jack tilting his head west.

"Ah know...just like it here....better......with you....'

Jack looks at Ennis, Ennis looks back then at the road."This...here....with you ....our home....ours..." Ennis can no longer speak.

Jack gently reaches for Ennis's hand, links the fingers together, squeezes tight, rests it on his leg, gazes out the open window at the passing landscape, content. Two cowboys riding the their pickup  in Hawaiian shirts, shorts and sandals returning home from a trip across the sea.
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 15, 2007, 01:23:18 pm
Well, I can't take credit where it's not due, Janice.  It was Clyde's compliment about the "nice leisurely pace..."  - and I'm sure you're not boring him!   :laugh:

What a great picture to go along with another touching drabble. Thanks!

Marie




Janice,
It was my quote, and I meant what I said.  There are some stories that are like a nice leisurely walk through a garden, you don't have anyplace you're in a hurry to get to, you just enjoy walking and seeing what's there.
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 15, 2007, 01:31:53 pm
Cutting Bait

He waited impatiently at the counter, listening to the station owner give his son what for.

". . . so you'd better fish or cut bait, Billy . . ." 

Shit.  He had his creel, but he remembered his tackle box was still on the floor in the back of the closet.   Hmmm – well, no matter.  He didn't really need it.

He was speeding down the highway an hour later while she stood stock-still staring at the forgotten box.  "Well, this a fine kettle of fish," she murmured. She heard no humor in her own voice, only a resigned determination.

~~~~~~~
100 Words


Was this why she tied that note to his line?   ;D
(Thanks, Marie. :))



Once Again

(July 2000)
Cassie walked around the flea market for a little while longer.  More vases, more plates, lots of old books, and a table of old rods and fish bait.  She stood there, staring at them.  Then she left the flea market, and drove to the store.  But she sat there and didn’t go in, she drove home instead.

As soon as she got in, Cassie poured a glass of wine, and took out the things she needed for the kettle of fish that she was making for that night.  She sat down at the table, drank some wine, and closed her eyes.  It all came back, those years, the feelings, the waiting.

Suddenly the phone rang, Cassie jumped and rushed over to answer it.  “Yeah, okay, that’s fine, really, no problem, maybe some other time” she said and put the phone back down.

Cassie put the food back in the fridge and poured some more wine.  She went to the living room and turned on the television.  The tv was on the Lifetime channel already.  A movie had just started, it was about the one that got away.  Cassie sat down on the couch and drank some more wine.  She had seen this one before, many times.  But she sat there and watched it again.

(215 words)


Marl, Read through it and didn't even notice the prompts!
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Post by: mariez on July 15, 2007, 02:55:39 pm
Waves from July 10.
 . . . .'Ya like riddin' those waves don'tcha Ennis?' Jack would say. 'Yep....sure do!....but not as much as rid......' Ennis would reply without thinking. 'As much as what ?...what did ya say Ennis?...as much as....'  Huh?..... Damn you twist!.... ought'a hog tie ya....."

 . . .Jack gently reaches for Ennis's hand, links the fingers together, squeezes tight, rests it on his leg, gazes out the wind at the passing landscape, content. Two cowboys riding the their pickup  in Hawaiian shirts, shorts and sandals returning home from a trip across the sea.

Mark!  Good to see ya, bud. We've missed you.  J&E surfing - love it.  Not surprised that they'd be naturals.   ;D  And, of course, the perfect ending.   :)


. . .
Cassie put the food back in the fridge and poured some more wine.  She went to the living room and turned on the television.  The tv was on the Lifetime channel already.  A movie had just started, it was about the one that got away.  Cassie sat down on the couch and drank some more wine.  She had seen this one before, many times.  But she sat there and watched it again.   

Aww...Cassie's not only seen that movie many times, she's lived it many times.  Always glad to see Cassie talking to you, Marl.   I really appreciate the little details you put into your stories, I can picture them perfectly.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 15, 2007, 03:08:18 pm
Thoughts Around the Thanksgiving Table

"'Stud Duck,' my ass.  That's the last time that ignorant sumbitch talks to me that way."

"That little pissant – can't believe he talked to me like that."

"Oh my Lord, such unpleasantness.  Good thing I made L.D.'s favorite pumpkin pie recipe."  

"Good for you, honey – 'bout time you put Daddy in his place."

"What is this stuff, anyway?"


~~~~~~
59 Words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 15, 2007, 03:14:59 pm



      Thanks for the comments guys, Clyde and Marie, I am hoping not to be boring, i've never done a story before.  I am trying to make it as much about the journey, as the destination.                                     Janice
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 15, 2007, 06:10:03 pm
     Supper ended, Jack wasn’t home.  That phone call had unnerved Lureen.  She fidgeted, raised the receiver, dialed. 
    “LaShawn?  This’s Lureen.  What?  No, honey I’ve not tried that pumpkin pie recipe yet.   What?  Yes, Bobby’s piano recital’s next week.” 
     Dammit LaShawn, you chatter like a squirrel.
    “Listen honey, this’s important.  Is Randall there?  He is?  Jack’s not home yet, I’m half frantic.  Would you ask him if he knows where Jack is?”

     Over Jack’s shoulder, in the bed of his own truck, a new voice, “Better cancel them retirement plans.”  Jack spun around.  Behind him, the mechanic raised the tire iron.


     100 words


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 15, 2007, 07:25:59 pm



         Oh dear, Clyde, oh dear, oh dear.!!!!   heart drops-------------------------
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Post by: Cameron on July 15, 2007, 08:43:05 pm

The Silver Platter

(July 2000)
“Come on, we gotta go!”  Alma Jr. said to Janie and Johnny.  “We’re gonna be late, ya don’t wanna be late to the piano recital.”

”Yeah, who cares” Janie said.  Alma Jr. looked at her.  “You should care, I care” she said.  Janie looked back at her and frowned.  Her mother didn’t say anything.

They soon got home, Alma Jr. took the mail out of the mailbox.  There were bills and more bills, and some junk mail about a retirement plan.  She rolled her eyes, and threw the mail on the pile with the rest of the bills as soon as she got inside.

“You better get dressed, fast, we wasted too much time” Alma Jr. called, then she sat down at the table, and closed her eyes.  There never was much time for sleep.  She opened her eyes and got up, and opened up the bag from the flea market.  She took out the silver platter.  She couldn’t believe it was only five dollars.  She had to have it, no matter what.  It was just like the one her momma had, years ago.  Alma Jr. cleaned it with her sleeve till it shined.  It was just like the one that Momma used, on Thanksgiving, for the pumpkin pie, so long ago. 

“Oh lord” Alma Jr. exclaimed, and she put the platter down on the table as she suddenly remembered.  “Of all people” she said out loud.  She looked at the telephone.  It was a long, long time.  The phone was quiet, sitting on the little table near the bills.

“Janie, Johnny, we gotta go!”


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Post by: mariez on July 15, 2007, 09:38:28 pm
      Thanks for the comments guys, Clyde and Marie, I am hoping not to be boring, i've never done a story before.  I am trying to make it as much about the journey, as the destination.                                     Janice

Janice, you couldn't be boring if you tried.  Yes, just as in life, the journey is always the best part.   :)


. . . Over Jack’s shoulder, in the bed of his own truck, a new voice, “Better cancel them retirement plans.”  Jack spun around.  Behind him, the mechanic raised the tire iron.

Clyde!!!!!!!! 


. . . .
“Oh lord” Alma Jr. exclaimed, and she put the platter down on the table as she suddenly remembered.  “Of all people” she said out loud.  She looked at the telephone.  It was a long, long time.  The phone was quiet, sitting on the little table near the bills.

Another mystery.....I have a lot of questions, but I'll patient!   :)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 16, 2007, 12:14:13 pm
Here's some Monday prompts for y'all  :)


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 16, 2007, 01:11:16 pm
            Ennis pulled into the trail head just a little passed noon.  His stomach was letting him know it was near time for lunch, so he pulled out his cigarettes, lit one and grabbed for the thermos of coffee.  Poured a cup, and waited a few minutes for the drag to calm his empty stomach.  The coffee made his stomach feel a bit sour after it bein completely empty. He figured he would see if those ladies had brought a lunch before grabbing himself a bite from his bag. He'd brung his lunchsuch as it was .  He walked over to the car they were sitting in, makin no move to get out yet.   Jus takin in the surroundings .  He watched as the lady other than Ms Proulx , the driver.  Rolled her window down awaiting his approach.  He asked them if they had brung a lunch or did he need to unpack the stuff he had brought from the store for their packs to the mountain.  They said "no sir we brought some lunch items, and we can just sit here and eat if its ok.   You must be ravenous by now.  You didn't eat this morning."  "Nah I am hungry, but im used to not eating early."  They watched him as he snuffed out the butt of his cigarette on the way back to the truck.  He stopped to make a check on the horses, making low and encouraging sounds they knew, and were accustomed to hearing, soothing them before returning to have his lunch as well.
      He pulled out the small brown bag containing his lunch of cheese, bologna, and the last of the cornbread, Alma Jr had brought him the morning before, on her way to work.  When he saw the cheese, it made him remember the way Jack had always brung cheese in his bags of foodstuff.  He said "It makes a quick snack, and it gives ya lots of good vitamins.  Don' even have ta be kept cold if the weather ain't too hot."  He always was bringin some new things up to make the meager meals better and more varied.  He knew Ennis was not an adventurous grocery shopper.  Bare bones was how he made his meals.  Jus mostly what he had.  Not to be much worried about the content.  Potatos, bacon, and beans was a good portion of the meals he chose for their outings.  Jack would always complain about those for all the meals.  Saying "Ennis you ain't never gonna venture out of the things ya been eating all yer life.  Same old beans and fried potatoes."  "Well I believe we need to try and be more adventuresome in our life.  Learn more new things all the time, and try new stuff." 
        "Eating is just one way to do that."  Ennis had a smile on his face as he remembered the time Jack had brought that can of oysters, and the can of
snails with him.  It was a joke, but Ennis didn't know it right off.  When Jack opened those cans of odd looking things up, Ennis almost got sick just looking at em.  Jack laughed and said "man ya oughta try some before ya say no.  First time I saw them I told Lureen "she was nuts ifn she thought I was gonna eat that shit."  She said, "Jack how you ever gonna know if you don't at least give them a try."  "I took a bite of those oysters, with some little chopped up onions on top, and layin in their own shell with a bit of red powdery stuff and some hot sauce dripped on em.  Danged if they weren't half bad.  So ventually I got ta like em pretty good."  "Its ok Ennis if ya don't like em.  But don't say I didn't offer ta share with ya.  I get sick a beans all the time."  Ennis had took a sniff, and watched as Jack took one into his mouth, and ate some crackers with it.  Smiling big as you pleased.  Stuck his hand in the napsack, and brung out a can o beans, saying" go ahead Jack, i'll stick with the beans."  Jack just roared with laughter.  Sayin "awright I was purty sure ya'd say that.  Theres some other stuff in there if ya'd rather have it."  
     Ennis finished his lunch and went to unload the horses, and get them all ready for the trip up on Brokeback.  The ladies exited the car coming in his direction, saying "can't we help do that."  "Sure nuff if ya'll don't mind. I could use some help."  So they set about the task and were soon ready to make the trip, and each one had their horse packed and ready.  "Ok ladies I guess we are ready.  Lets do it.  He said,"  He glanced up into the afternoon sky, and saw the clear blue of the sky and light an fluffy clouds on their leisurly trip east.  "Yessiree Jack its a fine afternoon to be out on a horse and taking the trail up again."  He had a small smile on the edge of his mouth as he thought about the many trips that they had made just like this one.  Only thing was.  This one was with complete strangers.  Never mind that they were, women too!  "Well, Jack like ya used to say.  I sure am tryin somp'n new this time!"
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Post by: mariez on July 16, 2007, 03:39:26 pm
. . . .  He had a small smile on the edge of his mouth as he thought about the many trips that they had made just like this one.  Only thing was.  This one was with complete strangers.  Never mind that they were, women to!  "Well, Jack like ya used to say.  I sure am tryin somp'n new this time!"

This is so lovely and bittersweet, Janice.  Loved the bit about the oysters and the beans - made me laugh because I could picture it perfectly.  Thanks for letting us come along with Ennis as he tries "sompin' new." 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 16, 2007, 03:41:57 pm
Endless

As his truck left their meager little place, she felt as though she were watching her own heart drive away, bumping down the washboard road, full of love and aching with sadness.  She prayed that he could feel it, this special mother's love that had no bounds, and she wished that she could wrap it around his neck, a talisman to protect him from all the unknown evils that lay beyond the welling prairie and the endless plain.

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Post by: Scott6373 on July 16, 2007, 04:11:16 pm
Believe/Belief  7/16/07

Ennis sat in the pew for a long time.  He didn’t do, or say anything, or even meet the gaze of any of the few people that ventured into this sanctuary.  He wasn’t even sure why he came in.  The door was open, and he was closed, so it seemed like a good fit at the moment.  Though he could never claim any measure of comfort or absolution from spending time in a place like this, he felt an odd sense of calm wrap itself around him, and was grateful for the solitude the other communicants afforded him.  He was relaxed enough to not notice the man dressed in black approaching him, nor did his usual ire bubble up at the sight of an intruder to his solitude.  He was an older man, who obviously belonged here more than Ennis.

“Good afternoon son.  I’m Father Laskew.”  Ennis nodded toward the sanctified old man, slightly fearful, as he usually was around people whom he perceived as more worthy than him.  “I’ve never seen you in our church before.  Are you new to the area?”  Ennis shook his head, but said nothing.  “Well, this is a nice place to sit and do some thinking.  You feel free to come back anytime.”  The old priest started to walk away. 

Ennis let him get a few steps away the spoke:  “Father…I um…”  The priest turned around.  Ennis stammered more:  “Um…never mind…sorry ta bother ya.”

“It’s no bother son…”  Ennis bristled at the use of the word ‘son’.  “Are you a believer?”

Ennis didn’t know what to make of this question, because he had never been forced to visit his beliefs in reality.  “I don’t know…I uh…well…I guess I believe, and don’t believe.”

The priest nodded, seemingly understanding, but now a little more wary of this stranger.  “Well, if you have any question, I would be happy to speak with you.”  The priest took a tentative step backwards, and was once again stopped by Ennis voice.

“Father…what do you know about…the Pentecost?”

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Post by: Cameron on July 16, 2007, 06:16:10 pm

Reminders

(September 1985)
Ennis walked up the steps to Tom’s trailer.  He walked in through the open door.  Tom was standing right there, with his arms open.  Ennis went straight into them.

Tom wrapped his arms tightly around Ennis and his lips began to search Ennis's warm face.  Their lips joined, Tom could feel Ennis’s hesitation, he could feel his desire.  Tom’s hands began to travel slowly and gently down Ennis’s back.

Then Ennis pulled away, and looked right into Tom’s eyes.  Tom placed his hand on Ennis’s neck and pulled him close again.  They stayed like that, their faces touching, there souls almost joined.  Then Tom moved back, looked deep into Ennis’ eyes and said “its all fine, really, don’t worry about her.”

Ennis looked back at him.  “It’s not that, not now, it’s…..  It’s just I…..I wanna believe.… ” Ennis said, but stopped and sat down on the table.  He looked around, but not at Tom.  He stared at the horseshoe that was now hanging on the wall right above the table.

“When did ya get that?’  Ennis asked. “Didn’t see it before.”

“This morning, found it and kept it” Tom replied.  “For good luck, like a talisman or somethin’…….   It.....it reminded me of you.”

Ennis looked at Tom, then put his head down.  Tom stood there, staring at the horseshoe.  “Just wanna believe, too……” Tom said, his voice trailing off, as moved closer and put his hands on Ennis’s shoulders.

(240 words)

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Post by: mariez on July 16, 2007, 10:16:39 pm
Believe/Belief  7/16/07

 . . . .The door was open, and he was closed, so it seemed like a good fit at the moment.   . . . .
What a wonderfully worded sentence.  This is so poignant, Scott . . . . Ennis looking for answers. 


Reminders
. . . .  Tom stood there, staring at the horseshoe.  “Just wanna believe, too……” Tom said, his voice trailing off, as moved closer and put his hands on Ennis’s shoulders.
So very touching, both wanting to believe.  Nicely done, Marl. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 17, 2007, 12:50:29 am

    In a blood red sunset, like an evil talisman, the tire iron cut a cruel arc.

    “NOOOOOOO!!!!!!”

     A shot echoed, ricocheted off the descending metal, the mechanic’s blow deflected, smashed the knee of the ugly one in Jack’s pickup.  A scream, a loud snap, Ugly pitched face-first into the truck bed.
      Jack wrenched the tire iron free.
      The mechanic pulled a gun.  His eyes darted along the horizon searching for the shooter.
      In the silo’s shadow pawed a chestnut stallion with a silver blaze, its rider cocked his .30-.30.  “Believe I’d drop that pistol.  Your horseshoe ain’t that lucky.”


       100 words
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 17, 2007, 11:40:12 am
For today, let's try:


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Post by: mariez on July 17, 2007, 12:15:45 pm
  . . .In the silo’s shadow pawed a chestnut stallion with a silver blaze, its rider cocked his .30-.30.  “Believe I’d drop that pistol.  Your horseshoe ain’t that lucky.”
Wow - excellent Clyde! 


For today, let's try:

  • the planets in alignment
  • Kokopelli
  • heliobacter pylori

L

OMG, Leslie.  Kokopelli?!  LMAO :laugh:  I had to google "heliobacter pylori".  I can't wait to see what Clever Clyde comes up with! 

Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 17, 2007, 12:44:10 pm
For today, let's try:

  • the planets in alignment
  • Kokopelli
  • heliobacter pylori

L

YOU'RE EVIL!!!!!!!   :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
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Post by: outrider on July 17, 2007, 02:16:54 pm
   He stepped inside the front door and found a bench to sit at.  Bells rang and students swarmed around the halls talking on about all sort of things.  "The planets in alignment".  "Kokopelli".  "Heliobacter Pylori". 

   He looked up and down the corridor...  no sign of either daughter... 

   He dropped his eyes to the floor and thought of the words he'd heard from the kids and thought that maybe it wasn't such a bad thing that the old truck had lost it's tranny, after all. 

   "Hi, Daddy!  I'll find Junior and we can go.  Are you hungry?  I'm famished."
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 17, 2007, 02:28:31 pm



           :laugh:     v'ry good, indeed!!       :laugh:
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 17, 2007, 02:54:37 pm


         He told the women he would take the lead, and if they needed to stop, or had any trouble to give a shout out.  Ms Starret said she would take the rear position, and let him know if anything was wrong  Or perhaps she was in need of assistance.  They had been traveling along at a leisurely pace.  About an hour into the ride, they heard some commotion off to the northwest of the trail.  Seemed to be some kind of animal in the growth of young lodgepole.  Ennis looked immediately in that direction, and the women quickly glanced that way as well.  Ennis could feel Handy shy a bit ,and become a nervous leader.  He had to tighten the reins, and take more control than the loose grip he had before.  He noticed the women were doing the same things when he glanced back to check they were handling the surprise
they had just come in contact with. 
         He was pleased to see they seemed to be handling the situation quite well.  He paused, and gave them time to catch up to him.  Cautioning it was
probably just a bear they had disturbed.  "Sounds like he hi tailed it off in the other direction,"  They all smiled and gave a nervous puff of exhaled air,  "It may have been Kokopeli.  Ms Proulx announced with a grin."  "Kok o who?"
Ennis asked with a funny questioned look.  "Kokopeli " Mary replied in answer to the quizzical brow that Ennis displayed.  "He is a fabled character in the Hopi indian legends.  He is supposed to be a symbol of joy and happiness."  "Well he sure didn't make me too happy or joyful maam."  "Feel like he scared me outa five years life."  "Reminds me of one time I come up on a bear, when me and my friend was herding sheep, back in 63." 
     " Well," Annie remarked.  While trying to keep a straight face.   "You are going to have to tell us that one, tonight around the fire..After dinner of course."  "Sure nuf maam.  Be glad to."
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Post by: mariez on July 17, 2007, 03:53:11 pm
.......He dropped his eyes to the floor and thought of the words he'd heard from the kids and thought that maybe it wasn't such a bad thing that the old truck had lost it's tranny, after all. 
Awww...Ennis always underestimates himself.  Very nicely done, outrider.


. . . .Ennis asked with a funny questioned look.  "Kokopeli " Mary replied in answer to the quizzical brow that Ennis displayed.  "He is a fabled character in the Hopi indian legends.  He is supposed to be a symbol of joy and happiness."  "Well he sure didn't make me to happy or joyful maam."  "Feel like he scared me outa five years life."  "Reminds me of one time I come up on a bear, when me and my friend was herding sheep, back in 63." 
     " Well," Annie remarked.  While trying to keep a straight face.   "You are going to have to tell us that one, tonight around the fire..After dinner of course."  "Sure nuf maam.  Be glad to."
Oh, Janice this is great - you blended that into the story so seamlessly! 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 17, 2007, 04:01:22 pm
Family Vacation

Jack rubbed his temples as he browsed aimlessly in the gift shop, his headache worsening by the minute.  Where the hell had Lureen and Bobby wandered off to anyway?   Looking at ancient Indian rock carvings wasn't exactly his idea of a dream vacation, but, then again, any trip that didn't involve Ennis wouldn't be.  He picked up a pewter keychain and fiddled with it, reading the description 

Kokopelli, the humpbacked flute player… sacred figure to Native Americans of the Southwestern United States for thousands of years….. thought to bring good fortune to those he meets on his travels.....

He looked at the little figure more closely.  He could sure use some luck, nothing ever did come to his hand the right way…

…….often referred to as God of the Harvest and is considered a symbol of fertility…

He dropped the keychain as quickly as a burning match and turned away as he heard Lureen calling him.

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Post by: Cameron on July 17, 2007, 08:56:34 pm
(Gee, thank you for these prompts, Leslie. ::)  Only one possible today...)


The Gentle Breeze

(September 1985)
Tom stood there with his hands resting on Ennis’s shoulders.  Tom could feel the tight muscles slowly begin to loosen.  Tom slid his hands lower and helped Ennis up and then led him to the bed.  Tom wrapped his arms around him and slowly began to kiss Ennis’s moist face and his neck.  Then Tom opened the buttons of his shirt, one by one, as Ennis closed his eyes and softly began to moan.  Tom took off Ennis’s shirt, then opened his pants, and soon they were on the bed.  They became a jumble of arms and legs, with hands and lips and tongues moving all over, slowly at first and then faster and faster and faster, until they couldn’t any more, and they lay spent and exhausted on the bed.

There Ennis and Tom slept, their limbs intertwined, naked, with just a thin sheet tangled up all around them.  As they slept, a soft gust of wind blew the door open.  The visitor arrived.  The visitor slowly moved inside the trailer, and then went to the bed where he gazed upon them.  He came from a long ways away, just as he did once before.  This night the planets were aligned.

The visitor smiled a weary smile as he watched them sleep, with satisfied peaceful expressions on their faces.  He stood over them for a long time.  Despite the smile, the aching pain grew stronger and stronger within his willowy being.

Finally, the visitor smoothed the hair off Ennis’s forehead with a gentle hand, and caressed his face.  The visitor then tenderly kissed Ennis’s cheek and then his lips.  “Until next time” he whispered.  The visitor turned and moved towards the door, stopping to glance back at the bed one last time.  Then the visitor left, as the door closed quietly behind him.  He slowly went back to where he came from, with a gentle breeze swirling all around.


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Post by: Clyde-B on July 18, 2007, 12:34:47 am

    The rider and his mount ambled closer, .30-.30 aimed squarely at the mechanic and his stocky cohort.  “I got two bullets.  You got two minutes.  Don’t forget your ugly friend.”

    In the emergency room she sat twisting her handkerchief.  The young intern wearing the Kokopelli t-shirt under his lab coat stooped down. 
    “Will he be okay?”
    “He’s stable and resting.”
    “But will he be okay?”
    “We also found a bleeding ulcer.  It’s a treatable H. pylori infection, but the blood loss isn’t helping.”  Her eyes searched his.  “If the planets in alignment and we catch a little luck... maybe.”



     100 words
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 18, 2007, 08:25:49 am
Hi everyone,

For today:


Have fun!

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Post by: outrider on July 18, 2007, 10:52:37 am
http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9354.new.html#new
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Post by: mariez on July 18, 2007, 12:36:27 pm
......Then the visitor left, as the door closed quietly behind him.  He slowly went back to where he came from, with a gentle breeze swirling all around.

Beautiful, touching, just right.  Thanks, Marl. 


    The rider and his mount ambled closer, .30-.30 aimed squarely at the mechanic and his stocky cohort.  “I got two bullets.  You got two minutes.  Don’t forget your ugly friend.”

    In the emergency room she sat twisting her handkerchief.  The young intern wearing the Kokopelli t-shirt under his lab coat stooped down. 
    “Will he be okay?”
    “He’s stable and resting.”
    “But will he be okay?”
    “We also found a bleeding ulcer.  It’s a treatable H. pylori infection, but the blood loss isn’t helping.”  Her eyes searched his.  “If the planets in alignment and we catch a little luck... maybe.”

     100 words

Never doubted you for a second, Clyde.  Briliiant. 


Thanks again for the link, outrider. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 18, 2007, 12:41:23 pm
A Helping Hand

Ennis patted his shirt pocket and looked around on the counter. 

"Mmmm…no pen," he mumbled.

"Here, Daddy."  Alma, Jr. was beaming, glad to be of help.  "It's my favorite color."

"Uh…"  Ennis took the crayon hesitantly, holding it gingerly as he looked at the word "Magenta" printed on the wrapper. 

"Don't you like it, Daddy?"  The beaming smile dissolving.

Shit.  

He smiled down at her.  "Sure, I do, darlin'.  Thanks." 

He chuckled to himself and took Junior's hand as they left the post office, imagining the look on Jack's face when he received his postcard written in a pink crayon. 

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100 Words
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Post by: Lumière on July 18, 2007, 12:44:39 pm
Hiya.
A dabble..  :)


Butterflies..

Ennis sat by the window and looked around the little, dark room.  The curtains were a dusty, faded magenta color; the carpet was threadbare and had cigarette burns in several places.  The room smelled of mothballs and bleach and whiskey and sex. 

He took a long drag of his cigarette as his eyes roamed to the rumpled bed.  Jack was sprawled on it, naked as the day he was born, snoring softly in his sleep.  Ennis could feel the butterflies rise up in his stomach as he took in the sight of him.

Nothing mattered at all.  Jack was enough.

(100 words)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 18, 2007, 02:47:22 pm


     Marie that was so cute and charming.




      aww Milli one of the happy times........loved that.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 18, 2007, 03:23:50 pm
        After the camp was set up, and the foodstuff put away, the dishes were washed and they were just sitting around enjoying the beautiful scenery, and the smells of the woods,  The gentle breeze, and the setting of the afternoon sun.   They all kind of settled into a quite calm.  The blazing of the fire, with the miriad of colors.  Yellow, and reds, magentas and slight blues.  The willowy flickers blowing slight with the soft breeze was most calming to the day.  A chance to relax and unwind from the rough terrain, and sudden noises that had made the horses rebel and jump.
      They all put their feet against the boulders, around the fire and shared the beers, Ennis had packed for them.  Buds naturally.  He didn't know the kind the women drank, he just hoped they weren't too picky, and would take what ever choice he made without sayin much.  They both agreed it was fine with them.  He was relieved, thats the only kind of beer he ever drank unless Jack brought some new fangled thing for them to try.  Some ok, some not so good.  But they always drank them no matter.  When it comes right to it.  Beer is beer pretty much.
       Ms Proulx asked" Ennis, you want to tell us about that bear story now?"
He looked up from the fire and said.  "Well there really ain't much to tell."
I was bringing our weekly food stuff, mostly beans them days.  Back on up here, when I hit that creek we passed a ways back.  And right in the slap dab middle was a bear.  The mules spooked, the horse reared up, and i landed on my head face down in the river gravel.  Them duma... stupid mules took off and ran up the hill scattered purt near all o our supplies all over the dang mountain.  I didn't get back here till way past dark."  "Jack was purty mad, was worried too I spect.  Anyways he was yellin at me about being late, and his bein hungry and nothing but beans to eat.   When he got down here.  Until he seen that i had a cut on my head from hittin my head on the ground.  Then he was a mite changed in attitude.  He asked me what in hell happened.  Then took his own scarf, dipped it in the hot water and handed it to me.  Soes I could clean the cut up."  When I let him know that all we had left purty much, was the beans, he started bitchin again.  Bout bein sick a beans." "  Was gonna kill one a the sheep. "" Soes we'd have some meat for a change."  "Anyways I told him we'd git in trouble from old man Aguirre, for killin the sheep." "He vowed as how nobody would notice one sheep outa a thousand missing.  Coulda happen by natural means."  "Anyhow I told him I'd
stick with beans.  But jack he wouldn't do it.  Decided we would go and hunt for some game to help out."  "So even tho it wasn't allowed, we killed a big elk.  Had nuf meat for the most of the summer offen that big buck."
     " Well Ennis sounds like you and your friend had a pretty good summer that year then."  "Yes maam we sure did.  We surely did."  He remarked with a bit of a smile and a remembered summer he could not relate, but it kept him fairly warmed inside.  "Yes we did, and thats an fact."  but he couldn't tell her about that.  nope that was just for him.  An Jack.
     
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Post by: Cameron on July 18, 2007, 03:56:02 pm

Sunrise

(September 1985)
Ennis woke up just as the sun began to rise.  His arms and legs were still mixed up with Tom’s.  Ennis freed one hand,rubbed his eyes, and separated himself from Tom.  Ennis sat up but he closed his eyes again.  He sat there like that for a while, the night, the dreams, replaying in his mind.  Ennis shook his head and sighed, then he put on his shirt and Tom’s pants and went outside.

Ennis stood in front of the trailer, and looked around.  All was still except for the singing birds.  But Ennis just stood there.  Then he began to walk, first past the old jalopy parked in front of the trailer next to Tom's, then past that crumbling trailer till finally he reached his own.  He stopped and looked all around again.

Everything was still, now even the birds.  The sun was still rising, the sky was all shades of magenta and lavender, glowing like a fire coming up from the depths.  Ennis slowly turned around, shielding his eyes from the flaming sky.  He glanced around one last time, then quickly went back to Tom.

(178 words)
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Post by: mariez on July 18, 2007, 05:34:02 pm
. . . .Nothing mattered at all.  Jack was enough.
Ahhh....the words of our hearts that stay trapped inside....bittersweet and beautiful, M.  Great to see you.   :)


        After the camp was set up, and the foodstuff put away, the dishes were washed and they were just sitting around enjoying the beautiful scenery, and the smells of the woods,  The gentle breeze, and the setting of the afternoon sun.   They all kind of settled into a quite calm.  The blazing of the fire, with the miriad of colors.  Yellow, and reds, magentas and slight blues.  The willowy flickers blowing slight with the soft breeze was most calming to the day.  A chance to relax and unwind from the rough terrain, and sudden noises that had made the horses rebel and jump.   

 . . . .  nope that was just for him.  An Jack.     
Janice, that description was so lovely and true, I felt calmer just reading it.  Such sweet closing words.


.....
Everything was still, now even the birds.  The sun was still rising, the sky was all shades of magenta and lavender, glowing like a fire coming up from the depths.  Ennis slowly turned around, shielding his eyes from the flaming sky.  He glanced around one last time, then quickly went back to Tom.
From the wind...to the gentle breeze...to the stillness and hope of the dawn.  You really created something special, Marl.  Thank you.

Marie
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Post by: cwby30 on July 18, 2007, 05:40:24 pm
Afternoon, Cameron.

Well, the last two installments were really great. Glad you cleared up the Visitor from so many times before, watching Ennis and Tom through the window of the trailer, and visiting as the wind.  Looks like Jack is letting Ennis move on, giving Ennis his blessing, regardless of the pain his spirit feels.

When Ennis woke up this time, reminded me a bit of the first time he and Tom slept together, back in May 1985 [#6, The Rest of that Night].  Only this time, Ennis didn't go into his own trailer and look at the postcard and shirts. Instead, he went back to Tom.  Nice, really nice way of showing how Ennis has changed. 

Thanks again. 
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Post by: cwby30 on July 18, 2007, 05:51:09 pm
Childress, Texas June, 1989

Part 4

Most of the lights were off, the help gone home, the bride and groom on their way to Dallas and then St. Thomas. Only family remained in the large hall. They sat at the one magenta tablecloth-covered table midst a sea of cleared brown tables, 10 chairs, 8 occupied, some sipping the last of the champagne, ties undone, corsages and boutonnieres somewhat the worse for wear, 8 pairs of eyes looking at the dance floor where one couple slowly swayed, arms around each other, cheek to cheek, keeping time to the music after the deejay called "last dance, ya'll."

After you, who
Could supply my sky of blue?
After you, who
Could I love?
After you, why
Should I take the time to try,
For who else could qualify
After you, who?
Hold my hand and swear
You'll never cease to care,
For without you there what could I do?
I could search years
But who else could change my tears
Into laughter after you?*


1, 2, 3, 4.

*Cole Porter, from The Gay Divorce [no meaning intended from the source!] [modified 07/24/07]
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 18, 2007, 10:05:35 pm

       “Don’t go gettin trigger-happy, I got a wife and kids.”
      The rider aimed at the mechanic.  “Want me a do em a favor?”  A trigger squeeze, a sharp report, the tarmac exploded between his boots.
      “Holy Shit!”  The mechanic recoiled, grabbed Ugly, dragged him hobbling towards the towtruck.  The stocky one roared off in that rustbucket jalopy he called a pickup.
 
      She paced the hospital room.  He looked frail laying in that web of wires and plastic tubing, hooked up to God knows what kind of new fangled contraptions that breathed and blinked.  Outside, the magenta western twilight was fading.


      100 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 18, 2007, 10:10:24 pm
Hey Clyde - now that was really good use of those prompts.  Flowed nicely too. 

Merrily

Thanks Merr,

For all your kind comments.

Good to see you back among us! 
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 18, 2007, 10:33:37 pm
A Helping Hand

 
He chuckled to himself and took Junior's hand as they left the post office, imagining the look on Jack's face when he received his postcard written in a pink crayon. 


What a cute idea!   ;D
Love to see the look on Jack's face too!

  The curtains were a dusty, faded magenta color; the carpet was threadbare and had cigarette burns in several places.  The room smelled of mothballs and bleach and whiskey and sex. 
 

I think I stayed at this motel!  :laugh:

   "Yes maam we sure did.  We surely did."  He remarked with a bit of a smile and a remembered summer he could not relate, but it kept him fairly warmed inside.  "Yes we did, and thats an fact."  but he couldn't tell her about that.  nope that was just for him.  An Jack.
     

Janice, sweet. 



   His arms and legs were still mixed up with Tom’s.   
 


Marl, Great way to wake up!
I'm glad Ennis isn't alone.


 8 pairs of eyes looking at the dance floor where one couple slowly swayed, arms around each other, cheek to cheek, keeping time to the music after the deejay called "last dance, ya'll."

1, 2, 3, 4.


cwby30,
You can see him counting!   ;D
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Post by: Cameron on July 18, 2007, 11:45:32 pm
Thank you for your kind words,  Merrily, Marie, Cowboy and Clyde. :)

Great drabbles today Marie, Janice, Cowboy and Clyde!! :D

M, always wonderful when you drabble!!! :D
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 19, 2007, 09:20:55 am
Hey drabblers!

For today, let's try:


L
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Post by: mariez on July 19, 2007, 12:57:42 pm
. . . . where one couple slowly swayed, arms around each other, cheek to cheek, keeping time to the music after the deejay called "last dance, ya'll."

1, 2, 3, 4.

Thanks for this happy drabble story, cowboy.  Nicely done.  :)


       “Don’t go gettin trigger-happy, I got a wife and kids.”
      The rider aimed at the mechanic.  “Want me a do em a favor?”  A trigger squeeze, a sharp report, the tarmac exploded between his boots.
      “Holy Shit!”  The mechanic recoiled, grabbed Ugly, dragged him hobbling towards the towtruck.  The stocky one roared off in that rustbucket jalopy he called a pickup.
 
      She paced the hospital room.  He looked frail laying in that web of wires and plastic tubing, hooked up to God knows what kind of new fangled contraptions that breathed and blinked.  Outside, the magenta western twilight was fading.

      100 words

"Holy Shit" is right, Clyde.  Love that rider....but I'm still worried. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 19, 2007, 01:03:09 pm
Summer of '74

Ennis's heart sank as he drove by the gas station and spotted the sign. Goddamn.  53 cents a gallon?   Could've sworn it was 30-something just a few days ago.  He bit his thumbnail as he thought of the six singles and loose change in his pocket and tried to do some quick figuring.  He'd need to fill up before he left Friday ……fuckin' truck was leakin' oil like a sieve….what was that gonna cost?.....  He cringed at the idea of asking Jimmy for more credit, but it couldn't be helped.  He was leaving early Friday come hell or high water.

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: mariez on July 19, 2007, 04:08:41 pm
You guys are so quick I can't keep up with you! .... And so talented .... they're all wonderful stories!.  I'm having so much fun reading all of them. (http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_8_9.gif)

Susie (http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_1_201.gif)


Nice to see you, Susie!  Wow - now you have an awesome "Ennis" montage - love it.   :D

Marie
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Post by: Cameron on July 19, 2007, 10:13:51 pm
The Decision

He drove alone on the road.  He drove for miles and miles and miles.  He drove all day and though the dark night.  But he had to know, he had to find out.

He drove through endless empty fields, and lonely old towns.  He drove over hills and by the mountains.  He drove past farms and acres of corn and wheat, dancing in the never ceasing wind.  He drove through some larger towns, and saw people walking about, absorbed in their own mysteries.

He drove and drove, stopping only for a few gallons of gas.  He didn’t stop to eat, he didn’t stop to sleep.  He didn’t even pause to hear his thoughts, or to listen to the spirits, always speaking to him.

He drove and drove, until he reached the fork in the road.  Then he stopped, and stayed there for a long time.  He didn’t know which way to go.  He waited there, waited to be told which way to go.  But the spirits had gone silent.  He now had to decide on his own.



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Post by: Clyde-B on July 20, 2007, 01:18:42 am

     Waiting for the night nurse, she went through his things. 
      His shopping list:
      a gallon of milk
      a gallon of paint
      a gallon of gas
     She smiled.  It was just like him.
     His mail: An old advertising postcard?

      Only Jack and the rider remained. 
      The rider dismounted.  “They was gone a kill you.  If you’d a been alone.”  He looked haunted.  A long ago transgression he couldn’t forgive himself.  His eyes filled with tears.  “but I saved you...”   
     Jack’s arms enfolded him.  “Was never no doubt, Ennis.  Didn’t we always know you would have?”   He stroked Ennis’s hair.  “S’alright...  S’alright.”



      100 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 20, 2007, 10:33:22 am
Summer of '74

Ennis's heart sank as he drove by the gas station and spotted the sign. Goddamn.  53 cents a gallon?   Could've sworn it was 30-something just a few days ago.  He bit his thumbnail as he thought of the six singles and loose change in his pocket and tried to do some quick figuring.  He'd need to fill up before he left Friday ……fuckin' truck was leakin' oil like a sieve….what was that gonna cost?.....  He cringed at the idea of asking Jimmy for more credit, but it couldn't be helped.  He was leaving early Friday come hell or high water.

~~~~~~~
100 Words


This a one time thing we got goin on here or we gone a find out where he's headed?

The Decision

He drove alone on the road.  He drove for miles and miles and miles.  He drove all day and though the dark night.  But he had to know, he had to find out.

He drove through endless empty fields, and lonely old towns.  He drove over hills and by the mountains.  He drove past farms and acres of corn and wheat, dancing in the never ceasing wind.  He drove through some larger towns, and saw people walking about, absorbed in their own mysteries.

He drove and drove, stopping only for a few gallons of gas.  He didn’t stop to eat, he didn’t stop to sleep.  He didn’t even pause to hear his thoughts, or to listen to the spirits, always speaking to him.

He drove and drove, until he reached the fork in the road.  Then he stopped, and stayed there for a long time.  He didn’t know which way to go.  He waited there, waited to be told which way to go.  But the spirits had gone silent.  He now had to decide on his own.


Nice Marl.

  A BBM spin on Robert Frost.





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Post by: Cameron on July 20, 2007, 10:50:34 am

Thanks so much Clyde.  But honestly, I never read Robert Frost.  I had no idea I was spinning him. ::)
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Post by: mariez on July 20, 2007, 11:25:07 am
. . . .
He drove and drove, until he reached the fork in the road.  Then he stopped, and stayed there for a long time.  He didn’t know which way to go.  He waited there, waited to be told which way to go.  But the spirits had gone silent.  He now had to decide on his own.

Yep, it all comes down to that doesn't it?  Deciding on our own.  Lovely, Marl, and the perfect picture. I made the same "Robert Frost" connection that Clyde did.  Here's a link if you want to take a look  :)  http://www.bartleby.com/119/1.html (http://www.bartleby.com/119/1.html)


. . .  Only Jack and the rider remained. 
      The rider dismounted.  “They was gone a kill you.  If you’d a been alone.”  He looked haunted.  A long ago transgression he couldn’t forgive himself.  His eyes filled with tears.  “but I saved you...”  
     Jack’s arms enfolded him.  “Was never no doubt, Ennis.  Didn’t we always know you would have?”   He stroked Ennis’s hair.  “S’alright...  S’alright.”

Ahhh....I knew it!   ;) 


This a one time thing we got goin on here or we gone a find out where he's headed?
I'm guessin' he's headed to the same "important place" that Jack was in such a hurry to get to a few drabbles ago!   ;D


Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 20, 2007, 11:27:43 am
It's Friday!   :)  How about: 


Marie
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Post by: Cameron on July 20, 2007, 12:44:37 pm
Thanks, Marie, for the link.  I definitly knew the title, but I haven't read the poem before. :)

Also loved both of your drabbles!!!! :D


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Post by: MaineWriter on July 20, 2007, 02:06:27 pm
July 20, 1969
Somewhere in Wyoming
8 am


Ennis started transferring his gear—sleeping bag and knapsack—to the back of Jack’s truck. “Good ta see ya bud, good to see ya,” he said, leaning in and giving Jack a quick kiss.

“Good ta see ya too,” replied Jack. “A week campin in the summer, amazin! For once we won’t be out in the fuckin cold.”

Ennis reached into the cab of his truck and grabbed a transistor radio. “I hope we can get some reception up in the mountains,” he said, twisting the knob.

Jack looked at him, puzzled. “What, you suddenly become a music fan? You want ta go dancin with me or somethin?”

“No,” said Ennis. “Tonight’s the night. I want ta hear it on the radio since we won’t have a TV.”

“Night for what?”

“What the fuck, Jack, you live under a rock or somethin? That guy Armstrong is gonna step on the moon tonight, if all goes accordin’ ta plan.” He looked at the sky above his head. “I can’t hardly believe it…seems impossible ta believe a man is gonna be walkin on the moon.”

“You always did like the stars, Ennis, yer my star gazin friend,” Jack said, his voice wistful.

“Don’t you go getting all mushy on me now,” said Ennis. “Now git,” he added, smacking Jack smartly on the ass. “We gotta get up there and get some serious fuckin in before it gets ta be time ta listen to the radio.”

“Serious fuckin?” said Jack, looking over his shoulder and laughing. “Now I like the sound of that.”

(265 words)
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 20, 2007, 02:19:42 pm
For anyone who is curious, I did a little fact checking. The lunar module, the Eagle, landed on the moon on July 20, at 20:17 UTC, which would have been 14:17 (2:17 pm MDT) in Wyoming. Neil Armstrong stepped on the moon on July 21 at 2:56 UTC. For Ennis and Jack, listening on the radio, that would have been 8:56 pm on July 20, wherever they were in the mountains of Wyoming.

L
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Post by: mariez on July 20, 2007, 04:35:02 pm
July 20, 1969
Somewhere in Wyoming
8 am


Ennis started transferring his gear—sleeping bag and knapsack—to the back of Jack’s truck. “Good ta see ya bud, good to see ya,” he said, leaning in and giving Jack a quick kiss.

“Good ta see ya too,” replied Jack. “A week campin in the summer, amazin! For once we won’t be out in the fuckin cold.”

Ennis reached into the cab of his truck and grabbed a transistor radio. “I hope we can get some reception up in the mountains,” he said, twisting the knob.

Jack looked at him, puzzled. “What, you suddenly become a music fan? You want ta go dancin with me or somethin?”

“No,” said Ennis. “Tonight’s the night. I want ta hear it on the radio since we won’t have a TV.”

“Night for what?”

“What the fuck, Jack, you live under a rock or somethin? That guy Armstrong is gonna step on the moon tonight, if all goes accordin’ ta plan.” He looked at the sky above his head. “I can’t hardly believe it…seems impossible ta believe a man is gonna be walkin on the moon.”

“You always did like the stars, Ennis, yer my star gazin friend,” Jack said, his voice wistful.

“Don’t you go getting all mushy on me now,” said Ennis. “Now git,” he added, smacking Jack smartly on the ass. “We gotta get up there and get some serious fuckin in before it gets ta be time ta listen to the radio.”

“Serious fuckin?” said Jack, looking over his shoulder and laughing. “Now I like the sound of that.”

(265 words)

I read this and close my eyes and I can see it so clearly.  I wish this kind of scene –this very scene even- were in the movie.  Just one angst-free, happy little gem to hold on to.  Thanks for this, L   :-*

For anyone who is curious, I did a little fact checking. The lunar module, the Eagle, landed on the moon on July 20, at 20:17 UTC, which would have been 14:17 (2:17 pm MDT) in Wyoming. Neil Armstrong stepped on the moon on July 21 at 2:56 UTC. For Ennis and Jack, listening on the radio, that would have been 8:56 pm on July 20, wherever they were in the mountains of Wyoming.

L

LOL!  I was going to look this up myself.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 20, 2007, 06:31:58 pm
Magnificent Desolation

He looked up at the moon with wonder – and longing. Everyone was talking about Armstrong's first words; but the second guy – Aldrin? – his were the words that touched him most. 

Almost 250,00 miles away is what he'd heard.  That spaceship Apollo taking off from the spinning earth and landing on the moon revolving 'round it.  Seemed impossible.  But against the odds and despite the dangers, those men had traveled that unbelievable distance and were there now.  Safe.   One more look before turning away, as he heard in his mind again those words that spoke to his soul.  Magnificent desolation. 

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 20, 2007, 08:12:40 pm

     Jack gave the rider a lingering kiss worthy of a hero succeeding an impossible quest. 
     “Remember July 20, 1969?”
     “Ennis, you don’t remember dates.”
     “Don’t never forget a good kiss.”  They laughed. 
      With the back of his hand Jack caressed Ennis’s cheek.  “I have to go now.”
     “I’ll go with you.”
     “You can’t... not yet.  It’s not your time.”
      The wind ruffled Ennis’s hair.  The rushing in his ears grew deafening.  The horizon blazed unnatural bright, Jack’s outline wavered, shimmered, glowed until all Ennis could see was blinding white.

        “Jack!  Wait!”

       “Daddy?  Daddy?  Jenny, get the doctor Daddy’s wakin up.”



      100 words
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Post by: Cameron on July 21, 2007, 12:55:18 am

The Souvenir

(July 2000)
Cassie went back to the flea market early the next morning, after a long and sleepless night.  She walked all around and looked at all the faces.  But she didn’t see the one she wanted to see.  She went to the table with the plates.  The same ones were there from yesterday, with a few new ones too.  One had a Christmas tree on it, and said Merry Christmas, 1975.  The other one had a picture of the moon, and in blue letters read July 20, 1969.  Cassie remembered that day.  “I’ll take it” she said to the old lady behind the table, and counted out the five dollars and handed it to her.  Then Cassie turned and looked again at the faces as the lady wrapped it up.

Cassie walked around the flea market for a little while longer.  Lots of people, lots of faces, all unfamiliar to her.  She got into her car and quickly drove back home.  She took out the phone book to begin her quest, but then she closed it and put it back in the cabinet, and unwrapped the plate.  She sat down at the table, and held the plate in her hands.  She remembered that day, so long ago, when everything seemed possible.  Cassie wiped her eyes and put the plate away.

(220 words)
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 21, 2007, 08:17:11 am
Hello everyone,

For today:


Have fun!

L
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Post by: mariez on July 21, 2007, 10:10:51 pm
  . . . .“Jack!  Wait!”

       “Daddy?  Daddy?  Jenny, get the doctor Daddy’s wakin up.”
Damn, Clyde, you are a clever one!  I wasn't expecting that.


. . . . She remembered that day, so long ago, when everything seemed possible.  Cassie wiped her eyes and put the plate away.
That's so true, Marl.  I remember feeling that way.  Always good to see Cassie.

Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 22, 2007, 01:33:13 am

        “Where am I?  Am I dead?”
          A brilliant white hospital room, the doctor bending close, Junior standing, looking harried.
         “Mr. del Mar, we thought we’d lost you.”
         “Wouldn’t take me.  Tit for tat, I guess... maybe when hell freezes over.”
         “Daddy We was so worried.”
         “Had the damndest dream.”  Ennis smiled.  “M’friend Jack, alive again.”  He grew wistful.  “Thought he forgave me, maybe we could start from scratch, but... wasn’t real.”  He sighed. 
          Something brightly colored on the nightstand caught his eye. 
         “What’s that?”
         “Just a advertisement.  Came in your mail.”
          Ennis knew Jack Twist’s handwriting when he saw it.
       

           100 words

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Post by: MaineWriter on July 22, 2007, 08:40:40 am
Happy Sunday morning, everyone!

Shall we try:


L
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 22, 2007, 11:52:20 am
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Lazy L Farm

“Hey Ennis, ya feel like takin a ride ta Lubbock with me this afternoon?”

“Not really. It’s a beautiful day. I thought we could sit on the porch and sip lemonade. What do ya need ta go ta Lubbock for, anyway?”

“Oh, I have a few errands…need ta pick up this and that…thought I might stop at the big bookstore over there…” Jack looked down at his feet, slightly evasive about what he really needed to do in Lubbock.

“Bookstore? What’s wrong with the bookstore up in Childress? That’s plenty big and a helluva lot closer than Lubbock.”

“Well, I, uh…I want the new Harry Potter book and it’s all sold out in Childress. I called this morning…I guess I shoulda reserved a copy or something. Anyway, they have it in Lubbock and put a copy on hold for me.”

“You are too much, Jack fuckin Twist,” said Ennis. “Readin little kids books.”

“Hey! It’s a world wide bestseller! Plenty a adults read em.”

“Uh huh,” said Ennis, crossing his arms.

“So ya comin ta Lubbock or what?”

“You don’t need ta go, Jack.”

“Why not? Man’s got a right ta read a book if he wants ta, even if it is a kid’s book.”

“You don’t need ta go, cuz I ordered it for you from Amazon. Yer copy should be arrivin any minute, soon as the truck gets here.”

“You ordered it for me? When?”

“Oh, I dunno. Back in February or somethin. I knew ya’d never get around ta doin it.”

Jack gave him an appreciative smile, then a gentle punch on the shoulder. “You are too much, Ennis.”

Ennis shrugged. “Man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do,” he said with a wink.

(297 words)
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Post by: mariez on July 22, 2007, 01:14:57 pm
.....“Had the damndest dream.”  Ennis smiled.  “M’friend Jack, alive again.”  He grew wistful.  “Thought he forgave me, maybe we could start from scratch, but... wasn’t real.”  He sighed. ..... 

Aww, Clyde .....I look forward to reading these every day to see where you're taking us next.    


Saturday, July 21, 2007
Lazy L Farm
 . . . . . .
“You don’t need ta go, cuz I ordered it for you from Amazon. Yer copy should be arrivin any minute, soon as the truck gets here.”

“You ordered it for me? When?”

“Oh, I dunno. Back in February or somethin. I knew ya’d never get around ta doin it.”

Jack gave him an appreciative smile, then a gentle punch on the shoulder. “You are too much, Ennis.”

Ennis shrugged. “Man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do,” he said with a wink.

The Lazy L boys - yay!  This is priceless.  I love knowing what they're doing today.   :)

Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 23, 2007, 01:55:06 am

     “Holy Sabbath!”  As Ennis read he laughed, he cried.
     Tiny print under Ennis’s address:  Found this postcard clipped to Jack’s last invoice.  It belongs with you.  Lureen
     On the front: the biggest cheese doodle yellow combine Ennis had ever seen.  A banner proclaiming ‘Newsome Farm Equipment’s Best Seller.’   Next to it, proud as punch, in his Resistol, leather jacket and bolo tie, smiled Jack Twist.  Ennis touched Jack’s cheek as though it were more than printed cardboard. 
     On the back:  Cant hardly wait to see you again.  Still mad about August, but there’ll be more.  I’ll always be there.  Jack


      100 words






          Well, we’re back where we started at the very first line, we know what Jack decided and his postcard has been delivered, so my little story has come to its end. 
          I hope you can forgive me for letting you think Jack was still alive, but if I did my job, I left Ennis willing to fight for those he loves, believing he just might win, knowing for sure that it was him and not somebody else that Jack loved, and thinking that maybe, just maybe, they really will be together again.

CB
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Post by: fernly on July 23, 2007, 02:17:00 am
Quote from: Clyde-B
   Ennis touched Jack’s cheek as though it were more than printed cardboard. 
     On the back:  Cant hardly wait to see you again.  Still mad about August, but there’ll be more.  I’ll always be there.  Jack


          Well, we’re back where we started at the very first line, we know what Jack decided and his postcard has been delivered, so my little story has come to its end. 
          I hope you can forgive me for letting you think Jack was still alive, but if I did my job, I left Ennis willing to fight for those he loves, believing he just might win, knowing for sure that it was him and not somebody else that Jack loved, and thinking that maybe, just maybe, they really will be together again.

CB


Really enjoyed your story, Clyde.
Thank you for filling in some of that open space, those terrible aching doubts, for Ennis.

Fern
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 23, 2007, 07:39:47 am

Ennis shrugged. “Man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do,” he said with a wink.

 

Love Ennis's idea of what it takes to be a man!   ;D
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 23, 2007, 07:54:00 am
Aww, Clyde .....I look forward to reading these every day to see where you're taking us next.     
 

Thanks, Marie,
I was afraid I was bumming you out because Jack wasn't really alive.
This all got started because of your comment about laughing and crying, and I thought, "Gee, there's a whole bunch of other emotions I haven't even tried yet, like fear and tension."
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 23, 2007, 08:01:15 am
Really enjoyed your story, Clyde.
Thank you for filling in some of that open space, those terrible aching doubts, for Ennis.


Thank you, Fern.
I really love Ennis very much.  It's hard for me to put him through a lot of crap.
If I do, I have to leave him better off somehow.
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 23, 2007, 08:01:26 am
Hello everyone,

Following up on Clyde's comment, let's have some emotions for prompts today:


L
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Post by: mariez on July 23, 2007, 12:13:18 pm
. . . .  I’ll always be there.  Jack

Okay, so now you made me cry again, Clyde - but in a good way. 


.......
          Well, we’re back where we started at the very first line, we know what Jack decided and his postcard has been delivered, so my little story has come to its end. 
          I hope you can forgive me for letting you think Jack was still alive, but if I did my job, I left Ennis willing to fight for those he loves, believing he just might win, knowing for sure that it was him and not somebody else that Jack loved, and thinking that maybe, just maybe, they really will be together again.

CB

Thanks, Marie,
I was afraid I was bumming you out because Jack wasn't really alive.
This all got started because of your comment about laughing and crying, and I thought, "Gee, there's a whole bunch of other emotions I haven't even tried yet, like fear and tension."

You couldn't have done your job any better, bud.  Yeah, I have to hold on to the belief that Ennis knew - and that Jack did too.  Unbearable otherwise. Thanks so much, Clyde.  Guiding us through all those emotions was a memorable drabble experience.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 23, 2007, 02:42:59 pm
Looking Back

He had lived with the fear for so long it had become a part of him.  Constantly floating on a river of tension, the brief stops of joyous abandon becoming fewer.  The fear was no longer a part of him; it had been replaced by something even more loathsome.  Nothing ran deeper or wider than the river of regret. 

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Post by: Cameron on July 23, 2007, 07:37:10 pm

The Mirror


She looked in the mirror.  She didn’t like what she saw.  A worn face that was full of tension and fear.  Tension from the present days and fear of what the future days would bring. 

She closed her eyes.  She could almost bring herself back  Back to the days that should have been so different.  Days that should have been filled with joyous abandon, not just with frustration and sorrow.

She looked back at the mirror.  The fear and the tension were still there, along with the loathing.  The loathing of all the things she didn’t do and of all the things she did, and the loathing for what she had become.  Those days couldn’t come back.  Those days would never come back and all that was left was the longing.  The endless, ceaseless longing that now filled her days.



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Post by: Clyde-B on July 23, 2007, 11:51:19 pm
 
          “Beautiful here.  Gone a like camping.”  Cassie flopped down, stretched herself seductively on a log.  “Ennis...”
          “Careful, we ain’t alone.”  Ennis’s face went pale.  “Don’t move sudden.”
          “Why?  Why not?”
          “Snake.  By your hand.  No sudden moves now.”
          “What do I do?”  Her eyes got wide, her breath short and shallow.  Something glided across her fingertips.
          “Stay real still.”  With a stick, Ennis scooped up a dark shape, tossed it in the woods.   
          “Weren’t a rattler, just a old pine snake.”
          Her arms flew round his neck.  “Oh, Ennis.”
          “Afore you go sittin, make sure you ain’t got no company.”

           100 words

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Post by: Clyde-B on July 24, 2007, 08:37:58 am
   Nothing ran deeper or wider than the river of regret. 


Nice image, Marie.

The Mirror

She closed her eyes.  She could almost bring herself back  Back to the days that should have been so different.  Days that should have been filled with joyous abandon, not just with frustration and sorrow.


Marl, I like this rumination here. 
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 24, 2007, 08:43:25 am
Okay, so now you made me cry again, Clyde - but in a good way. 

You couldn't have done your job any better, bud.  Yeah, I have to hold on to the belief that Ennis knew - and that Jack did too.  Unbearable otherwise. Thanks so much, Clyde.  Guiding us through all those emotions was a memorable drabble experience.


Thank you Marie, you're very kind.
I think I are just a frustrated entertainer.
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Post by: cwby30 on July 24, 2007, 12:07:19 pm
Mornin'.

Well, heard a song yesterday which fit right into the wedding in Childress, so I added the lyrics to Posting #1929, 07/18/07, just in case you might want to take a look. 

Thanks again.
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Post by: mariez on July 24, 2007, 12:37:56 pm
The Mirror

She looked in the mirror.  She didn’t like what she saw.  A worn face that was full of tension and fear.  Tension from the present days and fear of what the future days would bring.   . . . .

Powerful writing, Marl.  At first reading, I thought of Cassie - but then I realized this could be any of the BBM women and that made it even more poignant.


. . . .          Her arms flew round his neck.  “Oh, Ennis.”
          “Afore you go sittin, make sure you ain’t got no company.”

Oh, I liked that!  Thanks for giving Cassie a nice moment.   :)


Mornin'.

Well, heard a song yesterday which fit right into the wedding in Childress, so I added the lyrics to Posting #1929, 07/18/07, just in case you might want to take a look. 

Thanks again.

Just took a look - fitting indeed.  (Got a chuckle out of your little caveat  :)) 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 24, 2007, 12:39:44 pm
Hey, drabblers - some Tuesday prompts  :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 24, 2007, 03:55:15 pm
A Saving Grace

Jack pushed his dinner away, unable to swallow the dried-up, reheated whatever-the-hell-it-was on his plate.  He felt the lump of bitterness and resentment rise up in his throat again and forced himself to take a deep, calming breath.  What a fuckin' day. Damn that L.D., expecting all his little peons, and Jack especially, to kowtow to his arbitrary demands and fluctuating whims.   He leafed through the pile of mail next to his plate and smiled as he spotted a postcard, his anger disappearing.  What the hell…..?  He studied the card for a moment and then chuckled to himself, trying to picture his serious cowboy printing out those words in a pink crayon.  He reached for his fork absentmindedly, reading the card over and over, the dried-up, reheated whatever-the-hell-it-was suddenly becoming the most delicious of meals. 

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Post by: MaineWriter on July 24, 2007, 05:49:03 pm
July 24, 1969
Somewhere in Wyoming

“Ya know, Jack, I been meaning ta ask ya…”

“Ask me what, En?” said Jack, poking at the campfire with a stick.

“The last postcard ya sent me…that was one strange picture.”

Jack looked him, puzzled. “Really? What was it? I figured some mountain scene or something, like I usually send.”

“No, it was a picture a two lobsters. One was green and one was red and it said, ‘Fresh from the ocean, fresh from the pot.’”

Jack chuckled. “Mebbe I sent it cuz the lobster looked delicious.”

“Delicious, huh? I ain’t ever ate lobster, what does it taste like?”

Jack shrugged. “I have no idea, I live in Texas, remember? When would I ever eat lobster?”

“Then why’d ya send the fuckin card? Where did it come from, anyway?”

“I dunno. Just some arbitrary choice, I guess. Mebbe I found it at a flea market.”

“You are too much,” said Ennis, shaking his head.

“It worked, didn’t it?”

“Worked how?” said Ennis, looking puzzled.

“Yer here, ain’t ya?”

Ennis looked down at his hands, then smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, I guess I am.”

(189 words)
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Post by: mariez on July 24, 2007, 06:50:39 pm
July 24, 1969
Somewhere in Wyoming
 . . . .
“It worked, didn’t it?”

“Worked how?” said Ennis, looking puzzled.

“Yer here, ain’t ya?”

Ennis looked down at his hands, then smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, I guess I am.”

Hee Hee.  Can't argue with success.  I can picture the look on Ennis's face when he first saw the lobster picture.   ;D

Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 24, 2007, 09:08:26 pm

      She was sweeter than he’d expected, for somebody supposed to be a tough old bird.  Wanting local color, Ennis took her to Pete’s Diner for coffee and dessert.  Ghosts of fried Chicken and hamburgers wafted from the kitchen.
      Her grey hair was close cropped, she wore overalls, but when she talked you could tell she was educated.  Ennis liked that she drove a pickup.
     “...and I’ve never believed attitudes were arbitrary.  They always fluctuate with the landscape and the time in history.”
      Ennis smiled.
     “What are you thinking, Ennis?”
     “I’m thinkin you should try some a Pete’s pie, it’s delicious.”


     100 words
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Post by: Cameron on July 24, 2007, 09:10:21 pm
The Silence

“Why don’t you have some peach pie?” the waitress said. “It is really delicious.”  He looked at her and nodded, but he couldn’t eat a bite of it when she brought it to him.

He just sat there and looked out of the window.  He didn’t understand, it was all so arbitrary.  Who was chosen and who was not.  He put his head in his hands.  Sometimes it was fine but often it wasn’t, it always seemed to fluctuate.

He could see it all before him, right in front of his eyes, those days and the sun and the clouds.  He could hear the voices, and the birds and the silence.  The ever present, desperate silence.  He opened his eyes and looked through the window again, beyond the town the road was endless, twisting and turning to the clouds.  The people were talking, the spoons and knives and forks were clicking, but the silence was growing.

“Hey, aren’t ya goin' to eat your pie?”  He picked up his fork, but he still couldn’t eat a bite.


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Post by: Cameron on July 24, 2007, 09:14:27 pm
Hey Clyde, looks like we both have pie on our minds, at the exact same time. ::) :)
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 24, 2007, 09:25:26 pm
A Saving Grace

  dried-up, reheated whatever-the-hell-it-was on his plate.   

Had a lot of that growing up.

Marie, I'm so glad you followed up on the pink crayon!


“It worked, didn’t it?”

“Worked how?” said Ennis, looking puzzled.

“Yer here, ain’t ya?”

Ennis looked down at his hands, then smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, I guess I am.”


Yeah, like you could keep him away!   ;D

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“Hey, aren’t ya goin' to eat your pie?”  He picked up his fork, but he still couldn’t eat a bite.

Poor baby  :(

Yeah Marl, we're both doing pie and peach is my favorite!




Mornin'.

Well, heard a song yesterday which fit right into the wedding in Childress, so I added the lyrics to Posting #1929, 07/18/07, just in case you might want to take a look. 

Thanks again.

When are we gone a hear more about that wedding?
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Post by: mariez on July 24, 2007, 10:19:58 pm
      She was sweeter than he’d expected, for somebody supposed to be a tough old bird.  Wanting local color, Ennis took her to Pete’s Diner for coffee and dessert.  Ghosts of fried Chicken and hamburgers wafted from the kitchen.
      Her grey hair was close cropped, she wore overalls, but when she talked you could tell she was educated.  Ennis liked that she drove a pickup.
     “...and I’ve never believed attitudes were arbitrary.  They always fluctuate with the landscape and the time in history.”
      Ennis smiled.
     “What are you thinking, Ennis?”
     “I’m thinkin you should try some a Pete’s pie, it’s delicious.”

     100 words


More of this, Clyde...pretty please?   :)


......
“Hey, aren’t ya goin' to eat your pie?”  He picked up his fork, but he still couldn’t eat a bite.

Just like he couldn't eat no cherry cake....  :(  I just want to hug Ennis.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on July 24, 2007, 11:55:02 pm


Just like he couldn't eat no cherry cake....  :(  I just want to hug Ennis.



So do I,... *sigh*...


Thank you, Marie and Clyde. :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 25, 2007, 07:59:55 am
Hey everyone,

How about:


Leslie
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Post by: mariez on July 25, 2007, 12:42:35 pm
If I Only Had …..

Riverton, Wyoming
Sunday evening
March 15, 1970



Alma, Jr. settled herself beside Francie in front of the TV and called back over her shoulder. 

"Hurry, Momma, Daddy – it's gonna start!"

Her momma smiled as she placed a bowl of popcorn in front of the girls and her daddy ruffled her hair before settling down on the couch.  The girls had been agog for a week waiting for this once-a-year treat…..

Junior leaned forward as the camera zoomed in on the ruby red slippers and the yellow brick road appeared in all its glory. Their TV was black and white, but that didn't diminish the moment – she could see the colors clearly in her mind…. 

She took Francie's hand in her own and squeezed.  Those flying monkeys were coming soon and she knew they frightened Francie something awful   As the movie played on, a feeling of happiness and security settled over her.  It had been such a nice week, such a happy day.  Momma wasn't in a sad mood and Daddy wasn't going away….she wanted so badly to join Dorothy and her friends because she knew just what she would ask of the Wizard.   She would ask him to make it stay like this, just like this, always. 

~~~~~~~~
200 Words
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Post by: Cameron on July 25, 2007, 09:36:47 pm
From Now On

(July 1986)
“We oughta go on a trip, I know, how ‘bout New York?” Tom asked, with a grin on his face.  “We’ll see a Broadway show” he said, looking at the glossy magazine in his lap.

“Naw, not me”  Ennis replied.  “Too old.”

“You ain’t too old.  If an aging guy like me can go, you sure can too” Tom said, as he reached over and took Ennis’s hand.

Ennis looked at him but didn’t answer.  They were sitting on the lawn chairs in front of Tom’s trailer.  It was a warm summer evening, the sun was setting and the sky was a brilliant ruby red.

“It’ll be good for us, keep us young, to see a new place.  We really oughta go…..it’ll keep us young….”

Ennis stared at the mountains, dark shadows in front of the glowing sky.  If only it was that easy, just go to a new place and stay young forever, if only…

“Ya know” Ennis said slowly.  “I don’t know, maybe,..... it’s time, but not so far, not New York.  But maybe....it’s time….”

Tom squeezed Ennis’s hand.  “I think it is …”

(186 words)


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Post by: Cameron on July 25, 2007, 09:39:58 pm
Marie, I didn't read yours till I posted mine.  If only......  I guess we are thinking alike too. ;) :)

Great drabble, Marie! ;D


BTW, I just realized the prompt was agog, not aging. Oh well. ::)
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Post by: mariez on July 25, 2007, 11:00:38 pm
Marie, I didn't read yours till I posted mine.  If only......  I guess we are thinking alike too. ;) :)
Well, great minds and all that ...  ;D  And the story does seem to lend itself to those words.  Sigh.


BTW, I just realized the prompt was agog, not aging. Oh well. ::)
LOL! That's funny - I've misread prompts before too.  But, hey, you used Broadway - I never would have known about the about the agog/aging thing! 

. . . .“Ya know” Ennis said slowly.  “I don’t know, maybe,..... it’s time, but not so far, not New York.  But maybe....it’s time….”

Tom squeezed Ennis’s hand.  “I think it is …”
Yes, Ennis - one step at a time.  And "brilliant ruby red" is a gorgeous desription of the sky that goes perfectly with your picture! 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on July 25, 2007, 11:41:14 pm
 :D :D :D

Thank you, Marie!


Also, I had to look it up, but I am all agog to read more wonderful drabbles. ;D

Marl
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 26, 2007, 06:48:55 am
Morning all,

How about:


L
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 26, 2007, 08:25:38 am

    “Why stay here, Ennis?  Why not go someplace more... friendly?”   She cut a fork full of pie on the ruby red plate.
    “Where’d I go?”  He sipped his coffee.
    “New York?  There’s Broadway plays.  I’ll bet you’d be all agog just to see the lights.”
    “What’d I do there?  Stand on a corner, shake a cup?”
     “I’m sure there must be something.”
     “Couldn’t breathe.  All walls and no sky.  Dead air.  You want lights?  I’ll take you a place on Dead Horse road; at night, look up, never saw so many lights your whole life.  Besides, my girls is here.”


    100 words



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Post by: Clyde-B on July 26, 2007, 08:34:54 am
    She would ask him to make it stay like this, just like this, always. 
 

Marie,

Bet that's every romantic's dream.


“Ya know” Ennis said slowly.  “I don’t know, maybe,..... it’s time, but not so far, not New York.  But maybe....it’s time….”

Tom squeezed Ennis’s hand.  “I think it is …”

 

I love it!

A trademark Marl cliffhanger!   ;D
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Post by: mariez on July 26, 2007, 04:43:31 pm
.. . .    “New York?  There’s Broadway plays.  I’ll bet you’d be all agog just to see the lights.”
    “What’d I do there?  Stand on a corner, shake a cup?”

I can just hear Ennis saying this, Clyde.  Glad to see this continue...

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 26, 2007, 04:45:43 pm
Unprotected

"Whut?" 

It wasn't the word so much as the looks encircling it.  The one look in response to…. the other look.  Was that the moment?  That split second when those random thoughts and nameless feelings crystallized and pierced those hearts so cleanly and so deeply that they were forever changed.  No longer safe inside their own bodies, their hearts now lay open and bare …….all in the blink of an eye. 

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71 Words
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Post by: Cameron on July 26, 2007, 07:27:11 pm
Hey Marie, I just noticed, one more and we can have a big party in here. ;D

Awesome drabble too!!!!
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Post by: cwby30 on July 26, 2007, 08:23:44 pm
Afternoon, Cameron.

Well, it's been 10 months since Ennis got up and walked in the early morning watching the sunrise, feeling sure about his decision to return to Toms' trailer and not to his own.  Looks like they've spent this time getting to know more about each other, and settling in.  Now, as Ennis says, maybe it's time... to take a trip to the mountains, though maybe not Jack's and his, but still, to do what he always did with Jack, to lay to rest his regrets so he can remember with a smile what they had together those few times they had together. 

Great series of drabbles, turned into a great story. 

Thanks again. 
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Post by: Cameron on July 26, 2007, 09:00:14 pm

Time to Go

(July 1986)
Ennis took one last look around the trailer.  Everything was in order and in place.  He looked at the closet door.  One last time, he took three steps, but then he turned back towards the door.  “Not now” he said to himself.  “Not now.”  He picked up his small duffel bag, and went towards the door.  But he took one more glance back.

“Hey, you all ready?”  Tom yelled, from just outside the door.

“Yeah.”

“I got the food ready, but we gotta stop for some bottled water.”

“Fine” Ennis said, looking back inside.

Ennis took a deep breath.  Junior promised to come by, to check everything, but still, two whole weeks…….anything could happen.

“Hey, we better go.” Tom exclaimed.

“One minute” Ennis called, and rushed to the closet.  He grabbed the shirts, rolled them into a tight neat ball, and put them in a grocery bag.  Then he stuffed the package way down in the bottom of the duffel bag.

“Come on, what’s keepin’ ya?”

“I’m ready” Ennis replied.  He stepped outside, locked the door of the trailer and went to the truck, holding the duffel bag tightly in this hands.  After all, in the blink of an eye, anything could happen.  Anything at all…...

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Post by: cwby30 on July 27, 2007, 12:36:24 am
Evenin', Marl.

Well, anything can happen, and looks like a lot will in the next few days.  Hesitant!Ennis, still; with Tom for over a year, and still has the shirts, still has Jack in his heart, and can't let those shirts out of his sight for too long.  Hope Tom understands that Jack will always be there in spirit [!], but that this is part of what makes Ennis who he is, so he has to accept that.  Wonder if Tom ever explained about his former friend?

Thanks again. 
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 27, 2007, 07:05:57 am
Hi everyone,

For Friday how about...


L
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 27, 2007, 08:30:49 am

     “What’s your future, Ennis?”  She paid the check.
     “Better get started.  Want bottled water?”
     “Can’t we stop if we get thirsty?  That seems more apropos for getting a feel for this place.”
     “Got a canteen a home-growed if need be.”  He grinned, grabbed a toothpick, stuck it between his teeth.  “Don’t think ahead much any more.” 
     “Why not?”
     “One day, seemed no different than any other day, went to the post office a pick up the mail.  Got back a postcard, one word stamped on it in red, and my whole future was gone in the blink of an eye.”


     100 words
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 27, 2007, 12:04:08 pm
July 27, 2007
Lazy L Farm, Quanah, TX

Jack smoothed the sheet as he tucked it around the edge of the mattress. It was pale blue—it reminded him of the color of a robin’s egg. He remembered the first sheets he and Ennis had ever bought together, way back when, when they bought this bed. “A man’s bed,” said the salesman, and they got men’s sheets—plaid—to christen it. Jack smiled, thinking of Ennis’s surprise. “I’m used ta white, Jack,” he said shyly. “I ain’t ever slept on colored sheets.”

He fluffed the pillow and propped it against the headboard. How many hours of conversation had they shared in this bed? Pillow talk, his mother used to call it, one of the few times she ever alluded to the intimate conversations that lovers share. He doubted she had many of those conversations with her husband—his father—but she knew he and Ennis shared countless private moments. “It makes me happy ta see you happy, Jack,” she had said on her first visit to the farm. “He’s a nice boy an loves ya very much.”

A soft noise startled Jack and he turned to see Ennis standing in the doorway. “Penny for yer thoughts, cowboy,” he said.

Jack shook his head. “Nothin special,” he said, “just thinking bout my mama.”

Ennis nodded. “Yeah, I’ve been havin a longing fer her too,” he said. “Guess when ya get older, people from the past are on yer mind.”

Jack smoothed the coverlet and stepped back. “One thing I’ve noticed bout memories—ya tend ta remember the good stuff and forget the bad.”

“Memory amnesia.”

“What?” asked Jack.

“Memory amnesia. That’s what it’s called. Memory amnesia.”

“Oh.” He paused. “Are ya kiddin?”

“Have I ever kidded you?” said Ennis, with a wink.

Jack looked at him, shaking his head and trying to hide a smile. “Let’s go eat,” he said, heading out the door.

(323 words)
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Post by: mariez on July 27, 2007, 12:45:53 pm
. . . .
“I’m ready” Ennis replied.  He stepped outside, locked the door of the trailer and went to the truck, holding the duffel bag tightly in this hands.  After all, in the blink of an eye, anything could happen.  Anything at all…...

You got me good with this one, Marl.  So powerful - and beautifully written. 


. . . . .
     “One day, seemed no different than any other day, went to the post office a pick up the mail.  Got back a postcard, one word stamped on it in red, and my whole future was gone in the blink of an eye.”

Clyde, that's the first image that popped into my mind when I saw that prompt.  The spareness of that last sentence is perfect. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 27, 2007, 12:54:41 pm
July 27, 2007
Lazy L Farm, Quanah, TX

Jack smoothed the sheet as he tucked it around the edge of the mattress. It was pale blue—it reminded him of the color of a robin’s egg. He remembered the first sheets he and Ennis had ever bought together, way back when, when they bought this bed. “A man’s bed,” said the salesman, and they got men’s sheets—plaid—to christen it. Jack smiled, thinking of Ennis’s surprise. “I’m used ta white, Jack,” he said shyly. “I ain’t ever slept on colored sheets.”

He fluffed the pillow and propped it against the headboard. How many hours of conversation had they shared in this bed? Pillow talk, his mother used to call it, one of the few times she ever alluded to the intimate conversations that lovers share. He doubted she had many of those conversations with her husband—his father—but she knew he and Ennis shared countless private moments. “It makes me happy ta see you happy, Jack,” she had said on her first visit to the farm. “He’s a nice boy an loves ya very much.”

A soft noise startled Jack and he turned to see Ennis standing in the doorway. “Penny for yer thoughts, cowboy,” he said.

Jack shook his head. “Nothin special,” he said, “just thinking bout my mama.”

Ennis nodded. “Yeah, I’ve been havin a longing fer her too,” he said. “Guess when ya get older, people from the past are on yer mind.”

Jack smoothed the coverlet and stepped back. “One thing I’ve noticed bout memories—ya tend ta remember the good stuff and forget the bad.”

“Memory amnesia.”

“What?” asked Jack.

“Memory amnesia. That’s what it’s called. Memory amnesia.”

“Oh.” He paused. “Are ya kiddin?”

“Have I ever kidded you?” said Ennis, with a wink.

Jack looked at him, shaking his head and trying to hide a smile. “Let’s go eat,” he said, heading out the door.

(323 words)


Leslie, you make my day when the Lazy L boys are talking.  I've given up being amazed at the non-coincidences I've experienced on these boards.  Yesterday, I mentioned in the Recs thread that these are my comfort fics and that I would probably be reading a chapter last night.  And, I did.  I read the chapter where J&E buy a new bed, of course.   ;) 

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 27, 2007, 03:12:15 pm
          Next morning after their breakfast of scrambled eggs, and bacon.  They set out for the piece of ground Ms Proulx was trying to look over.  It was way up on the high side of the mountain.  He figured she must need some land to put some animals on.  But either way it was none of his never mind.  She said "Ennis has there ever been a cabin up here on this mountain?"  He just looked at her and puzzled.  "Maam I don't see how, this is government land."  "Well evidently some of it is privately held,  and it has come up for sale she stated."  "Well i'll be darned."  He said, without much thinking.  "I always thought it was held just by the Federal Lands Management people."
         "Well there is a small parcel that is owned by some family named
Aguirre.  The old man has died and the estate is trying to settle on it, by getting rid of this piece of land, that none of the survivors wanted."
         "Well I can hardly believe it."  He told her, "thats the man me and Jack worked for that summer."  She looked shocked at the statement he'd just made.  She wanted to know "what was there the summer they worked up here. '  He just paused and said, "nothin, just us and the sheep maam."
          "Never said nothing about owning any of the land.  Just mentioned the allotments, and thats where we were pitchin our main camp." 
          "I guess its possible he bought some of it later then.  I don't have any idea what he did after that year.  Never saw him agin." 
          "Is there anything, else you can remember about this place Ennis?  She continued.  "No maam " he told her, "nothin, at all." 
           All of this talk about that summer up here on the mountain, brought that familiar longing to his gut.  The needing and wanting for what had been before.  That familiar, beautiful robin`s egg blue of Jack's eyes and the times they spent together laying in the bed rolls.  After they had made love for hours and hours.  They would be completely sated and exhausted, just laying there looking into each others eyes, and talkin low.  About nothing at all.  Just listening to the sounds of the land, and the voice of the one person in the world they wanted to hear. 
            "Well I guess we better head on out she said, would like to get there pretty quick.  Would like to look it over pretty good, before we head back down."
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Post by: Cameron on July 27, 2007, 08:27:41 pm
Cowboy 30, thank you so much again!!! I do so enjoy it when you come by and leave your wonderful comments. :)
I am so glad that you do enjoy my story.

 ;D
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Post by: Cameron on July 27, 2007, 08:40:50 pm
Marie, thank you so much again for all of your wonderful comments and for your awesome drabbles. :D

Congratulations on 1000, Marie!!!!!!


Now, how about that party!!


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Enjoy!!!!
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Post by: mariez on July 27, 2007, 11:19:57 pm
                   "Well there is a small parcel that is owned by some family named
Aguirre.  The old man has died and the estate is trying to settle on it, by getting rid of this piece of land, that none of the survivors wanted."
 . . . . .
    Just listening to the sounds of the land, and the voice of the one person in the world they wanted to hear. 
.....

Well, that's an interesting turn of events.  And what a beautiful sentence this is!  I was glad to see a continuation of your story, Janice.

Thanks,
Marie

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Post by: mariez on July 27, 2007, 11:26:08 pm
Marl - what a wonderful surprise!  And you got my favorites - chocolate cake and sparkling wine!   :D

I certainly will enjoy!   :D

Thanks so much -  :-* :-*
Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 28, 2007, 01:05:27 am

     The white pickup with robin’s egg blue trim sped down Black Snake road rooster-tailing dust in its wake.   
     “Ennis, do you ever have a longing to find someone else?”
     “No ma’am.”  He fished a cigarette out of his pocket; lit it.
     “I’m surprised.  Jack having been so important to you.”
      “Couldn’t never replace him.”
      “I didn’t mean that.”
      “Where’d I find somebody?  Pete’s Restaurant?  Alma and Monroe’s grocery?”  He took a puff, flicked the ash out the window .  “Never no good at pillow talk anyway.”
     She sighed.  “Nor was I.”
     “How many times you say you was married?”
     “Too many.”

      100 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 28, 2007, 01:15:47 am
Ah Clyde, what a talented drabbler you are! ... how come you never wrote anything on the Jack+Ennis thread when we were on IMDb?  You've been keeping it a secret from us all this time.

I'm impressed that you can stick to exactly 100 words.
 

Thank you Susie.

I love the Jack+Ennis thread, but the prompts here make me focus, narrow down my possibilities.  Otherwise I literally don't know where to start.   :-\

P.S. I love your new pic.  It's much more vivacious. More like I would expect to actually see you!
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 28, 2007, 01:24:45 am
I can just hear Ennis saying this, Clyde.  Glad to see this continue...
 

Thanks Marie, but I have no clue where we're going here.
The other story line I did was dragging me behind it like a stampeding horse,
but this one -- ???
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 28, 2007, 01:43:36 am

  “I’m used ta white, Jack,” he said shyly. “I ain’t ever slept on colored sheets.”
 

I think I actually said this once -- a million years ago   :laugh:

          Next morning after their breakfast of scrambled eggs, and bacon.  They set out for the piece of ground Ms Proulx was trying to look over.  It was way up on the high side of the mountain.   


            "Well I guess we better head on out she said, would like to get there pretty quick.  Would like to look it over pretty good, before we head back down."

Janice, I'm so glad you're back to doing this!

Marl, are we going to have Jack Twist's ghost throwing a monkey wrench in things?
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Post by: mariez on July 28, 2007, 12:41:49 pm
  . . .  “Where’d I find somebody?  Pete’s Restaurant?  Alma and Monroe’s grocery?”  He took a puff, flicked the ash out the window .  “Never no good at pillow talk anyway.”
     She sighed.  “Nor was I.”
     “How many times you say you was married?”
     “Too many.”

Oh, Ennis.... always underestimating yourself.  I'm sensing a connection here, Clyde.  Might learn something from each other, huh?  (And sometimes not having a clue can lead you to really interesting places...)   :)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 28, 2007, 12:55:23 pm
Happy Saturday, drabblers.  Why don't we try:


Have fun!

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 28, 2007, 04:55:10 pm
I wrote this when Bettermost was down, so it doesn't have anything to do with the prompts. Just for fun...



Saturday July 28, 2007
Lazy L Farm, Quanah, TX

“Dammit!” said Jack, staring at the computer screen.

“What are ya swearin about?” asked Ennis, looking over his shoulder.

“Bettermost is down. I wanted to log on and post on the Harry Potter thread and I can’t get in.”

“I thought Bettermost was bout Brokeback Mountain?” Ennis looked perplexed.

“It is…but there are other discussions, too. Shit!” he said, punching at the F5 key.

“Don’t have a conniption fit, I’m sure it’ll be back in no time.”

Jack shook his head dubiously. “I don’t know. Phillip’s in Alberta, he might not realize it’s down…or he might not be able ta do anythin about it even if he does know.”

“Who’s Phillip?”

“The guy who owns Bettermost.”

“What’s he doin in Alberta?”

“Lookin at the places where they made the movie.”

Ennis shook his head. “Ya know, there are some people who got way too much time on their hands.”

“Oh no, no…this is his first vacation in like 20 years or somethin. And he was afraid somethin like this would happen…”

“Well, nothing ya can do bout it…go find somethin else ta look at.”

“Like what?”

“I dunno…there must be another Harry Potter board ya can post on.”

Jack looked at Ennis, frank admiration in his eyes. “Sometimes you are a fuckin genius. Let’s see, harrypotter.com….”

(227 words)
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Post by: Dagi on July 28, 2007, 05:23:33 pm
Quote
“Ya know, there are some people who got way too much time on their hands.”

 :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

Awesome!

Dagi
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Post by: mariez on July 28, 2007, 05:29:46 pm
. . . .
“I dunno…there must be another Harry Potter board ya can post on.”

Jack looked at Ennis, frank admiration in his eyes. “Sometimes you are a fuckin genius. Let’s see, harrypotter.com….”

 :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:  Now that's funny! (I guess I wasn't the only "punching at the F5 key" this morning!)

Thanks, L
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 29, 2007, 08:34:01 am
I see we didn't have any drabbles yesterday so I am going to repeat Marie's prompts:




Have fun!

L
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 29, 2007, 02:54:16 pm


       Thanks Clyde, I was out of town and away from the keyboard for a week.  Its good to be back.  I hope to add another chapter this weekend.                 
       Great minds Leslie.   Your Jack and Ennis conversation sounds like the one I was having with myself.  Tee hee.  I even called Lynne to be sure they knew about it.   :)
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Post by: Penthesilea on July 29, 2007, 03:14:13 pm
July 24, 1969
Somewhere in Wyoming

“Ya know, Jack, I been meaning ta ask ya…”

“Ask me what, En?” said Jack, poking at the campfire with a stick.

“The last postcard ya sent me…that was one strange picture.”

Jack looked him, puzzled. “Really? What was it? I figured some mountain scene or something, like I usually send.”

“No, it was a picture a two lobsters. One was green and one was red and it said, ‘Fresh from the ocean, fresh from the pot.’”




I have that postcard, I have right here on my desk!  :D


I'm back to our drabblefest. I'm trying to catch up with the drabbles written while I was away and am looking forward to participate again, be it with writing or reading and commenting.
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Post by: mariez on July 29, 2007, 04:35:43 pm
Cream of the Crop

"Shit." Jack poked at the pot with disgust. "Burnt the damn beans again.  Fuckin things are bad enough when they ain't burnt."

Ennis shrugged.  "Don't mind burnt beans – here, have the ones on top."

Jack stared for a moment.  "Naw, Ennis – you don't have to…"

"Said I don't mind – kinda like 'em burnt."  The words were low, insistent.

"Uh…. thanks, bud."  Jack smiled as Ennis gave the whisper of a nod in acknowledgment.  He might be scraping the bottom of the barrel with the beans, but it was clear he was sharing them with the cream of the crop.

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 29, 2007, 05:24:57 pm
July 31, 1976
Lazy L Farm, Quanah, TX

“Daddy, I’m bored.” Jenny looked up at her father from her seat on the porch floor.

“Yer bored, you can come give me a hand in the stable.”

“Okay,” she said, jumping to her feet.

Ennis and his daughter walked to the stable together, the girl practically running to keep up with her father’s long strides. “Daddy,” she said breathlessly, “tell me about how ya met Uncle Jack.”

Ennis stopped abruptly and looked at her. “I told ya before. It was the summer we was herdin sheep together, up on Brokeback Mountain.”

“Did ya know you were gonna fall in love?”

“Sweetheart, that came outta the clear blue sky, I didn’t have a clue.”

She smiled as her father ruffled her hair. “Is he the same as he was then?”

Ennis nodded. “Yeah, I think. Still makes the same stupid jokes.” He laughed to himself. “Why would ya think he’d change?”

“Well, you changed, Daddy.”

“What d’ya mean? I’m the same old daddy I always was.”

Jenny shook her head. “No yer not. Yer smilin and happy now but in the old days, you were a super grouch.” Her hand flew to cover her mouth as she said this, her eyes widening. Jennifer Del Mar, she thought to herself, yer gonna get a whuppin now.

Ennis paused and looked at her, a sad look on his face. “That’s cuz, darlin, back then, I thought I was scapin the bottom a the barrel.” He paused. “I didn’t know a whole other full barrel was waitin for me.”

“A barrel a what?” she asked. “Monkeys?”

Ennis laughed. “Somedays he feels like a monkey but no, sweetheart, I got me a barrel a Jack. Now, c’mon,” he said, grabbing her hand and resuming his long legged stride. “Those horses ain’t gonna feed themselves.”

(308 words)
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Post by: mariez on July 29, 2007, 05:40:45 pm
I got me a barrel a Jack.

 :) :)  That he does.  I'm so happy the boys are talking to you again, L.

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 29, 2007, 08:17:24 pm
                        interlude

      " Let me make this clear Jack ," Ennis said.  "We're scrapin the bottom of the barrel here.  There ain't no more food left sept the beans!!  We got beans, and more beans."  "Well beans is the most boring food god ever made.  Jus about anything else would be better.  Don't we have no other stuff left?"  "Well we got some of those mountain oysters you brung with ya." " Well that would be ok if we had somethin else to go with."  "I ain't eating them goddamned things."  "Well I got some related things you could chew on if you like."  "Jack fucking Twist, you are a bad man."  "Hee hee."

106wds
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Post by: mariez on July 29, 2007, 08:31:54 pm
"Well I got some related things you could chew on if you like."  "Jack fucking Twist, you are a bad man."  "Hee hee."

 :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: OMG, Janice, that's priceless.  You are something else!

Thanks!
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on July 29, 2007, 09:32:04 pm
The Dark Road

(July 1986)
The night was clear and dark.  Tom was driving, Ennis was sitting beside him, with his hand on Tom’s thigh, the duffel bag in his lap.  He sat there looking out of the window, watching it all pass by him.

“Hey, you okay?  Hope ya not getting real bored” Tom said.

Ennis turned to him, but he didn’t say anything.  He shook his head and squeezed Tom’s knee.  Tom smiled, and gently patted Ennis’s hand.

“Can’t believe ya never left Wyoming before, didn’t you ever want to? Tom asked and quickly turned to Ennis, then looked back at the dark road.  “Yeah, I guess not, we’ve been through this before.”

Ennis again didn’t answer, he just kept looking out of the window.

“Hey, but we're goin’ now” Tom said, with a chuckle.  He glanced at Ennis once more.  “You know, you sure were in the bottom of the barrel when I first met you, and now…..” Tom said, his voice trailing off, as the road sharply curved.

“In all this time, you still never told me, not really” Tom said.

Ennis turned to him.  “But you…... you never told me…..” Ennis said, but now Tom didn't reply.

With the curve now behind them, Tom took Ennis’s hand in his and held on to it tight.  They drove on in silence.  Tom kept his eyes on the dark road in front of them.  Ennis kept looking through the window beside him, at all of the dreams passing by.

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Post by: Clyde-B on July 30, 2007, 12:43:40 am

      “It sure is desolate out here.  People are few and far between.”
      “Gettin bored?”
      “No it’s beautiful.  A clear sky and grass so high it looks like waves at sea.”
      “Be borin you had a see it ever day.  Almost there, want a stop a spell?”
      “Sure, I could use something to drink.”
      He pulled into the gravelled lot at Woody’s Tavern.
      “Ennis, this looks a little bottom of the barrel.”
       He laughed.  “All look that way round here.  Least an hour’s drive for we'd hit another.”
       He pulled open the wood door.
      “Howdy folks, come right in.” 
       Ennis froze.

       100 words

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Post by: MaineWriter on July 30, 2007, 04:46:55 am
Hi Drabblers,

I am leaving on a trip in the next two minutes, so let's try these today:


L
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Post by: mariez on July 30, 2007, 02:49:49 pm
The Dark Road
....
With the curve now behind them, Tom took Ennis’s hand in his and held on to it tight.  They drove on in silence.  Tom kept his eyes on the dark road in front of them.  Ennis kept looking through the window beside him, at all of the dreams passing by.

Really nice, Marl.  Looks like they both are watching some dreams pass by. 


....
       He pulled open the wood door.
      “Howdy folks, come right in.” 
       Ennis froze.

I was right, Clyde.  We have turned up in an interesting place! 

Thanks,
Marie

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Post by: mariez on July 30, 2007, 02:52:46 pm
Route 66

Ennis flicked on the TV and settled back as "Route 66" appeared on the screen along with that fancy sports car.  He liked these re-runs best of all.  Two young guys - one dark-haired, one fair - wandering the country together with nothing tying them down.  They never settled in one place, though.  Nope.  Tod and Buz would only stay long enough to get mixed up in the mess some poor locals had gotten themselves into, straighten it all out, and move on.  'Cause even in the make-believe world of TV, two guys didn't settle down together.  No way, no how. 

~~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 30, 2007, 03:19:44 pm


        Great job Marie.  Great job, and right on the money.  100 words.
  Loved it.                                                                     janice
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 30, 2007, 05:00:28 pm
          The day was warm and flies were buzzing around, as were the swarms of gnats.  Lots of dragonflies, and butterflies doing their daily chores.   The dragonflied darting up and down to the skim of the water, and the bees and butterflies, making their zig zag path from flower to flower.
          His mind was wandering and wondering, did bugs and critters have highways like the larger animals, and people do.  Do they have a highway" 66" or whatever the equivalent of that would be?  Probably not he thought. 
          Annie spoke out, breaking him out of his reverie.  " I think according to the map, its right up ahead."  His head jerked up from his far away place.  Wow  " I think I am going to be plain crackers, one of these day soon."  He thought to himself.  He nudged his horse up to catch up with the women.  He looked out over the ledge he came too.  It was the old place where he had sat, near the edge, with the blue healers, while he watched Jack.
          Jack was pulling some thorn bush snarl out of a ewe.  He looked like he was the most gentle thing in the world the way he handled her.  The look on the face she looked skyward was of pure love.. No fear, and no pain, she just lay back in his arms like a lover.  He didn't know what made him think of that.  Just something that came to his mind.  She again said, "how, you suppose is the best way to get down there?''  He told her there was a small trail just to the west a bit.  Thats the first place we pastured the sheep."  She smiled back at him, and said "Lets do it then."  They all turned back to the left and made to go to the trail.  He thought to himself,  "Well Jack I have finally come back here.  Back where it all started, that long ago time."   "Sure wish you was here this time too."  "Probably see you in the future, where you are, stid o here."
          "Ok maam, i`ll be right with you."
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Post by: cwby30 on July 30, 2007, 06:31:41 pm
The Dark Road


“In all this time, you still never told me, not really” Tom said.

Ennis turned to him.  “But you…... you never told me…..” Ennis said, but now Tom didn't reply.

\

Afternoon, Marl.

Well, guess they both need to talk, after all this time.  Ennis brought along a tangible reminder of Jack, along with the intangible memories drifting by the window. What did Tom bring with him?

Can only sigh, thinking about the aches inside both of them.  Hope the spirit of Jack helps Ennis on this trip, too.

Thanks again. 
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Post by: Cameron on July 30, 2007, 09:21:01 pm

The Shadows

(July 1986)
Ennis kept looking out the window.  They were driving by a town, the lights were on in some of the houses.  The trees cast ghostly dark shadows over all.  The houses were flying by, the secrets were all concealed.

Tom turned on the radio and then fiddled with the knob.  The stations were crackling with static, the voices sounding far, far away.  Tom kept turning the knob.  “I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again..."  was heard through all the noise, the sweet voices sounding sad and lost.

Tom turned the radio off.  “Guess we gotta stop soon.”

Ennis turned to him, then he turned back to the window, the shadows were close.  “It feels….like, you know, almost like…..” Ennis said, but then he stopped.  The shadows were even closer.

“We gotta stop soon” Tom said again, but he kept on driving.

“Did I ever tell you ‘bout that time, on Route 66, me and my buddy?” 

Ennis glanced at him and shook his head.

“Well, it was early on, way back, long time ago… ”  Tom began, but then he quickly glanced at Ennis, then looked again at the dark road.

“It was a long time ago, that night, on Route 66…”  Tom said, but then he was quiet.  Ennis looked out of the window again, the shadows were upon him.  He tightened his arms around the duffel bag and closed his eyes.

Tom sighed.  “We better stop soon” he said one more time.  But he didn’t stop.  They just kept on going on the long lonesome highway, through the shadows in the darkness.
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 30, 2007, 11:20:20 pm

      He was lean, Ennis’s height, ten years his junior.  He smiled, ran a hand through dark wavy hair, and gestured toward a wood-paneled room littered with formica dinettes.  “Table, bar or booth, take your pick.” 
       The place was empty.  The jukebox sang, “...leaving on a jet plane...”
      “Let’s leave.”
       “Nonsense Ennis, this is charming.”  She slid into a wood-backed booth next to a tin Route 66 sign.  Painted beneath it: ‘That long lonesome highway.’
      “Take your order?”
      “I’ll have vodka on the rocks with a twist.”
      “You?”
      Gazing into the bluest eyes, Ennis opened his mouth but nothing came out.

     
      100 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on July 30, 2007, 11:35:04 pm
Cause even in the make-believe world of TV, two guys didn't settle down together.  No way, no how. 


Hehe, Marie.  That's what he thinks.

"Well Jack I have finally come back here.  Back where it all started, that long ago time."   "Sure wish you was here this time too."   


Janice, don't we all.


Tom sighed.  “We better stop soon” he said one more time.  But he didn’t stop.  They just kept on going on the long lonesome highway, through the shadows in the darkness.


Marl,
Poignant and eerie both, interesting combination.
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Post by: MaineWriter on July 31, 2007, 08:32:44 am
Hello everyone,

For today, let's try:


(Yes, I am in Las Vegas)

L
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Post by: mariez on July 31, 2007, 12:25:32 pm
...
          His mind was wandering and wondering, did bugs and critters have highways like the larger animals, and people do.  Do they have a highway" 66" or whatever the equivalent of that would be?  Probably not he thought.  ....
         
I like that sentence a lot - kind of whimsical, but serious!  Great story, Janice.


....Gazing into the bluest eyes, Ennis opened his mouth but nothing came out.
Oh, my.  I wasn't expecting that.


. . . .
Ennis kept looking out the window.  They were driving by a town, the lights were on in some of the houses.  The trees cast ghostly dark shadows over all.  The houses were flying by, the secrets were all concealed.
....
I do hope those shadows allow them both some peace.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 31, 2007, 12:27:33 pm
Against the Odds

Jack left Lureen at the blackjack table and wandered to the slot machines.  She had a good head for numbers, but it took more than that to beat the odds.  You needed luck in this desert town, something he'd never had much of.  He picked a machine with palm trees on it, and slipped the coins in mindlessly as he pulled the lever.  Didn't much matter whether he beat the odds in this smoky room anyway.  The only jackpot he wanted was a sweet life with his brown-eyed cowboy and the odds against that seemed to grow longer every day….

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on July 31, 2007, 12:43:34 pm
          As Ennis turned, to follow the two women, he felt a shiver of cold air go over him.  Since the day was sunny and warm, he didn't understand.  Then the next moment the air smelled sweet and like a smoke from a cigarette.  He didn't think those women smoked.  He hadn't had a cigarette since the one following breakfast.  Then he hurried to catch up to the women, before they take a wrong turn.  They might go the wrong way, and that would be a rough turn around to get back headed the right way.  He caught up just as they were going on down the right side of the incline. 
          The trail widened just there, and they could ride three abreast for the remainder of the ride down to the meadow.  It only took another half hour to get down to the flat place on the hill.  Where they had first pastured the sheep.  Ennis dismounted the horse, and was looking around for a likely place to have their lunch.  While the ladies continued around the area.  He could have all the fixins ready for the lunch ready by the time they returned.
           Annie and Mary continued down by the tree line, and Ennis opened up the saddle bag, and pulled out the
Canned ham he had brought, along with the can of olives, and the bread.  He always kept the bread in a tin for the trips when he went camping, so as not to squash it to a flat piece of dough.  Then he brought out the small can of pickled mushrooms, and the dried onions in their cardboard can.  He also had a package of Chips ahoy cookies.  When he got them all layed out on a ground cloth.  He could see the women headed back in his direction.  He pulled out the rest of the beers he had brought, and figured "it ain't much, but it will do." 
            They were far enough away it would take them a good half hour to get back, unless they decided to ki ck the horses into a hurry.  He lay back on a log, and just watched the butterflies and birds that were lazily catching their days flight way up in the high mountain currents.  He felt a chill again, and kind of wished he had left his jacket on this morning, instead of putting it back in the saddlebag on the horse.  Oh well he lay there and closed his eyes, thinking how good it always felt to be back in the mountains.  More specially their mountain.  Even if it was just for a short time.  He thought of all the times he had lay on the grass, thinking about the horrible smell of those damn sheep.  About the dogs he could hear in the distance yapping at the heels of some sheep, and of the morning they had to "bring em down."  He sat on that rise, and pondered about what the future held for him.  Should he go and try to find work with Jack for the rest of the summer?  Should he go on and marry Alma and put Jack out of his mind for the rest of his life?  Or should he ask Jack?  What are we gonna do about this situation?  He really didn't know any better today than he did that time he sat there.  He knew he never wanted to lose site of Jack.  But no matter how hard he figured on it.  He just did not see any way to have them have a way to stay together.  Alma was waiting and depending on him.  She was a sweet little gal, and it wasn't her fault he had realized he didn't really love her.  It wasn't her fault he didn't know what in hell he wanted to do.  After what had happened to old Earl, back home, no way two guys could live together..  That would get them kilt for sure.  Oh god he was feeling just the way he had that other day so long ago.  After all their times together, it had all turned out the same anyhow.  Jack was dead, and he still didn't know why, or really even for sure how.  Not really. 
           It was one of those times he had, when he would have loved to just take off and grab Jack, and head to some far away tropical paradise he had heard of.  Or a desert, with palm trees, and camels and tents.  But he knew that was just a fantasy.  It was never their lot to hit that kind of jackpot.
             
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Post by: mariez on July 31, 2007, 07:14:56 pm
          As Ennis turned, to follow the two women, he felt a shiver of cold air go over him.  Since the day was sunny and warm, he didn't understand.  ......

..... It was one of those times he had, when he would have loved to just take off and grab Jack, and head to some far away tropicl paradise he had heard of.  Or a desert, with palm trees, and camels and tents.  But he knew that was just a fantasy.  It was never their lot to hit that kind of jackpot.             

Janice, your descriptive details are wonderful and the peek inside Ennis's mind is wrenching and true (and his shiver made me shiver).

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on July 31, 2007, 09:30:47 pm
Just Like Before

(July 1986)
“We better stop” Tom said once again, but then he kept on driving.  Finally after a long while, he pulled over to the side of the road.  Ennis kept looking out of the window.

Tom looked at his hands, then he looked over at Ennis.  “This was supposed to be fun, you know?  Just don’t know what has gotten into you, again” Tom said.  “Man, you haven’t been like this in ages, I thought everything was okay…..I thought you were okay….”

Ennis turned to him.  “I’m fine” he said softly.

“Yeah, sure you are” Tom said, with an ironic laugh.  “Like hell you are, man, you haven’t been like this since……since ….I don’t even know when.  Maybe this all was a big mistake.”

Ennis wrapped his arms tighter around the duffel bag, and looked down.  “Maybe it was.”

Tom look at Ennis.  “For God sakes, will ya get hold of yourself, once and for all” Tom said, with a tone of exasperation in his voice.  Ennis put his head down against the duffel bag.  Tom glared at him.

“Fine, maybe I will just turn around” he said, and looked ahead at the dark road.  They sat like that in silence.  There wasn’t a sound, except for the crickets and Ennis’s deep breaths, muffled against the duffel bag.

Tom turned to him again.  “Listen, man, I wanted this to be fun. You….you can’t stay there in that town, in that trailer, forever, you can’t.”

“Let’s just go on.” Tom said in a softer voice.  “Hey, I got an idea, how ‘bout us goin’ to Vegas instead, we’ll see the desert and the palm trees.  Hey, maybe we can win a little money on one of them slot machines.  I been there once, long time ago, did I ever tell ya about that time?”

Ennis finally looked up, and laughed.  “Yeah, about five thousand times.”

Tom laughed too.  “Let’s just go on” he said as he reached over and squeezed Ennis’s hand.  Then Tom pulled the truck back on the highway, and drove again on the dark open road.


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Post by: Clyde-B on July 31, 2007, 10:45:09 pm

      The blue eyes smiled.  “Tell you what, if you want beer, all I got cold is Bud longnecks.”  He flashed a broad grin and winked.  “Okay?”
      Ennis nodded.
      “Be right back.” 
      Ennis watched as he disappeared behind the bar.
      “Have you been here before?”
      Ennis shook his head.  “No.”   
      “Amazing what you find in the middle of nowhere... an oasis in the desert.  Cute palm tree too.”  She laughed.
      Ennis stared at his hands, clenched his jaw.
      “Look, at that, Ennis, they’ve got a slot machine.”
       The kid came from behind the bar with their drinks.
      “Ennis, do you gamble?”



     100 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 01, 2007, 09:05:56 am
   The only jackpot he wanted was a sweet life with his brown-eyed cowboy and the odds against that seemed to grow longer every day….
 

Marie,

*Sigh*
 I'll bet Lureen wins a pile of money.

   But he knew that was just a fantasy.  It was never their lot to hit that kind of jackpot.
             

Janice,

Poor Ennis is crappin out all over the place today.


Tom laughed too.  “Let’s just go on” he said as he reached over and squeezed Ennis’s hand.  Then Tom pulled the truck back on the highway, and drove again on the dark open road.


Marl,
Tom has an excellent idea.
Nobody's going to notice gay cowboys in Vegas! ;D

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Post by: MaineWriter on August 01, 2007, 09:28:19 am
Morning all...

For today, give these a try:


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Post by: mariez on August 01, 2007, 01:06:33 pm
Just Like Before
. . . . .
Ennis finally looked up, and laughed.  “Yeah, about five thousand times.”

Tom laughed too.  “Let’s just go on” he said as he reached over and squeezed Ennis’s hand.  Then Tom pulled the truck back on the highway, and drove again on the dark open road. ....

I'm glad Tom was able to lighten the mood...yep, a little mindless fun is just what the doctor ordered. 


. . . . .
      “Ennis, do you gamble?”

Well, now there's a good question.  Normally, I'd say Ennis was not a gambling man - but .....


. . .
Nobody's going to notice gay cowboys in Vegas! ;D
:laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:  I'll be chuckling over that one all day!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 01, 2007, 01:09:23 pm
Dark Nights, Small Town

"Sit and relax, Daddy.  Kurt will be home in a bit and I'll get dinner going."

Ennis took a long pull on the cold beer as he sat and picked up the book on Junior's coffee table.  "Bright Lights, Big City."   Huh.  He started skimming the first pages, a crease forming between his eyebrows, and glanced back at Junior in the kitchen.  What the hell kind of crap was this?  Bolivian Marching Powder?  Bald women?  He couldn't make heads or tails of it, except that it had something do with New York City.  Made him glad he'd never been out of Wyoming.

"Jack, you know me. All the travelin I ever done is goin around the coffeepot lookin for the handle."

The pain hit him fast and hard, like a dirty punch. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, willing the knot around his heart to unclench.  God, Jack, if you were here right now I'd follow you anywhere on earth …….I swear…..

~~~~~~~
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Post by: Penthesilea on August 01, 2007, 02:13:27 pm
Dark Nights, Small Town

"Jack, you know me. All the travelin I ever done is goin around the coffeepot lookin for the handle."

The pain hit him fast and hard, like a dirty punch. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, willing the knot around his heart to unclench.  God, Jack, if you were here right now I'd follow you anywhere on earth …….I swear…..

~~~~~~~
165 Words


It did not come unexpected, but hit hard nonetheless.


I'm in need of a happy drabble.
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Post by: cwby30 on August 01, 2007, 09:04:22 pm

Childress, Texas   June 1989

The black-out curtains kept at bay most of the brights lights of the city, while the deadbolt lock on the hotel door kept at bay anyone with bad intentions.  In the almost pitch-black room, two black tuxedos lay draped over the sofa, with two cummerbuns and two wrinkled dress-shirts on top of them. Two pairs of black patent-leather loafers lay on their sides under the chairs and coffee table, while black ties,keys, wallets, coins, cufflinks and studs lay tangled on the double dresser next to the breakfast menu and the Visitor's Bureau brochure.

From the king-sized bed across the room came the soft sounds of even, peaceful breathing.  Two studs slept there, one dark-haired, one sandy-blond haired, both with a sprinkling of gray around the temples, arms and legs tangled, sweat mixed with semen locking their skin together, what could be smiles on their faces, both tired out from an afternoon and evening smiling, talking, walking, drinking and dancing with a crowd, but especially from enjoying each other physically and mentally all by themselves. 
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 01, 2007, 11:53:46 pm

     “Here’s your drinks folks.”
      “Young man are you from around here?”
      “Yes ma’am lived in Lightnin Flat my whole life except for goin to UW in Laramie.”
      “The lure of bright lights, big city?”
      He chuckled.  “Well, more citified than here, but it ain’t no Denver, no deadbolt locks.”
      “Did you do drugs, cocaine?”
      Ennis shot her a look that would peel paint.
      He laughed.  “No ma’am, I can’t hardly afford a six pack.”
      “Excuse me, my beer man’s here.”  He headed out back.
      “What in the hell are you doin?”
      She raised her glass.  “Just handicapping you a horse.”


     100 words
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Post by: mariez on August 02, 2007, 11:59:57 am
Childress, Texas   June 1989

 . . . . both tired out from an afternoon and evening smiling, talking, walking, drinking and dancing with a crowd, but especially from enjoying each other physically and mentally all by themselves. 
What a nice, peaceful epilogue - enjoyed that.


. .. .  “Yes ma’am lived in Lightnin Flat my whole life except for goin to UW in Laramie.”
:o  Well, now - what have we here? 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 02, 2007, 12:01:07 pm
Happy Thursday - how about:


Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 02, 2007, 11:26:47 pm

      “You got no right.”  Ennis slammed his fist.
      “Look, you step one foot in here, turn white as a sheet like you’ve seen a ghost, and close up like a clam.  I’m not supposed to notice?  Noticing things is how I make a living.”
       Ennis stared at his beer and picked at the label.  “Looks so much like Jack, could be his brother.  But he didn’t have none.”
       “You smell a delicious aroma coming from the kitchen, you hear the dinner bell, but instead of staying to eat, you’re running away.”
       “What?”
       “What if life’s offering you a second chance?”


       100 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 02, 2007, 11:34:35 pm
[   God, Jack, if you were here right now I'd follow you anywhere on earth …….I swear…..
 

Marie,
I sure believe he would.


From the king-sized bed across the room came the soft sounds of even, peaceful breathing.  Two studs slept there, one dark-haired, one sandy-blond haired, both with a sprinkling of gray around the temples, arms and legs tangled, sweat mixed with semen locking their skin together, what could be smiles on their faces, both tired out from an afternoon and evening smiling, talking, walking, drinking and dancing with a crowd, but especially from enjoying each other physically and mentally all by themselves. 


Cowboy,
This is so sweet, I wonder if Ennis talks in his sleep?   "1,2,3,4....1,2,3,4"
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Post by: fernly on August 03, 2007, 08:16:53 am
continued from http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,7810.msg166526.html#msg166526

Running

His demons weren't following him today, weren't biting at him like they did sometimes, like coyotes going at the sheep. What traveled with him now was the way Jack had looked at him before he headed out the door, damn good reason to get his running done, and get home. Home, it was a miracle to him, every day, that he had a place to call home, what had come to pass when he'd finally admitted to himself that home was only and always where Jack and him were together.

And whether or not he could believe, when the demons still howled in his head sometimes, that Jack and him had a right to this life together, it didn't change anything. Every day he woke up and said good morning to that man. Was going to keep doing that every day for the rest of his life. He didn't know why Jack loved him, but he didn't doubt anymore that he did, didn't call it anything else than what it was. Hoped he brought enough to their life together to make Jack know that he felt the same for him. Wasn't going to run from that ever again.
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Post by: mariez on August 03, 2007, 12:20:30 pm
... “You smell a delicious aroma coming from the kitchen, you hear the dinner bell, but instead of staying to eat, you’re running away.” 

Damn, that's good, Clyde.  Hooked me again, bud.


Running
 . . . .
His demons weren't following him today, weren't biting at him like they did sometimes, like coyotes going at the sheep. What traveled with him now was the way Jack had looked at him before he headed out the door, damn good reason to get his running done, and get home.  . . . .

 . . .Hoped he brought enough to their life together to make Jack know that he felt the same for him. Wasn't going to run from that ever again.

Fern, it is always a joy to read your writings.  What a lovely, uplifting use of that prompt.  Thank you.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 03, 2007, 12:22:04 pm
And it's Friday.....  :)  Let's try:


Marie
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Post by: cwby30 on August 03, 2007, 01:29:21 pm
Mornin', Clyde.

Well, right back at ya.  Kinda like counting sheep, 1, 2, 3, 4...

Enjoy your drabbles, too.  The new thread is interesting, life providing a second chance.

Thanks again.
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Post by: Penthesilea on August 03, 2007, 03:18:58 pm
"How 'bout this Ennis fella? He still comin' one a these days?"

"Mind yer own business, old man."

"Yer all talk, Jack. All talk, but nothin ya say will ever come ta pass."

"You jus wait and see."

"Jackie, want another cup a coffee? Piece a cherry cake?"

"Yes. Thanks mom."

"I doubt I'll live to see the day famous Ennis Del Mar will cross this threshold."

"Depends on whether you decide to die the next ten minutes or not."


~80 words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 03, 2007, 04:04:25 pm
         They walked into the bar in Signal.  Jacks favorite song was playing on the juke box. " Honey" by Bobby Goldsboro.  The room was dark enough but not sos you couldn't see, helpin keep it cooler than the outside.  He started singing the words low under his breath.  "I laughed at her and she got mad the first day that she planted it, was just a twig......Ennis looked at him kind of strange, and smiled. " Jack said can you sing harmony? " "Can I sing whaa?"  "Harmony Jack said.  Sure will make the evenings go easier if we can do something like that.  Singing?  Can ya sing?" 
           "I don think thats really any o yer business."  "I ain't gonna get paid to sing, am I?"  "Don't get mad, Del Mar, just askin."  "I ain't mad, just never had no time for such foolishness I guess."  "I used to hear my mama sing some church songs when i was a kid though."  "Well come to think of it I may know a couple of songs.  Not many." As he recalled some of the words to "Strawberry Roan," KE had taught him.
            "Well don't you worry, i'll have you singing like Glen Campbell fore long.  Just you wait."
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Post by: mariez on August 03, 2007, 05:20:26 pm
. . . . .
"I doubt I'll live to see the day famous Ennis Del Mar will cross this threshold."

That sent a chill up my spine, Chrissi.  All dialogue, no tags - very effective.


. . . .
            "Well don't you worry, i'll have you singing like Glen Campbell fore long.  Just you wait." 

That was a clever use of all the prompts, Janice.  Sweet scene. 

Marie
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Post by: Cameron on August 03, 2007, 08:13:55 pm
In Harmony

Sometimes it seemed like it all was in perfect harmony, all lined up and right, but now it didn’t feel like that at all.  Now it felt like it all was out of alignment and rolling out of control.

He tried not to pay attention, he tried not to let himself feel, but the forces were from too many directions, all at once.  He tried to breathe and to let it all go, but it just wasn’t possible now at all.

He looked up at the heavens.  “You’ve got to be kidding” he said.  There had to be a reason, there had to be a way to understand.  But he never could.  He just longed to feel like it all was in harmony again.  He longed to feel like all was right in his world once more.
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 04, 2007, 09:25:48 am
Morning all,

A lovely Saturday in Maine. Give these a go today...


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Post by: mariez on August 04, 2007, 11:15:12 am
. . . .
He looked up at the heavens.  “You’ve got to be kidding” he said.  . . .

I've done that same thing more than once, Marl.  We can all relate. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 04, 2007, 11:20:58 am
Cosmo Guy

Childress, Texas
April 1972

Jack spotted it out of the corner of his eye as he pulled his boots on and plucked it out from under Lureen's pillow. What did we have here?  Cosmopolitan.  He chuckled to himself as he flipped through the pages.  Yeah, he'd heard about this – that actor guy from TV.  Jack let the centerfold fall open and peeked over his shoulder, feeling a little like a five-year old with his hand stuck in the cookie jar. Shit.  This guy was damn near as hairy as that bearskin rug he was sprawled across.  And that mustache….didn't care for that at all.

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 04, 2007, 11:39:14 am
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
August 4, 2007

Ennis chuckled to himself as he typed on the keyboard, hunting and pecking in his one-finger typing style.

“What are you laughin at?” asked Jack, looking up from the couch where he was still deeply engrossed in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.

“Oh nothing, just havin a lil bit a fun on this website.”

“What website?”

“Just one with recipes for drinks. Lots a comments here on this one called a Cosmopolitan. Sayin it’s a gay drink. I’m addin my two cents.”

“We ain’t ever had Cosmopolitans, En.”

“Yeah, well you better go buy the ingredients this afternoon cuz I just stated publicly that we like ta drink em. Sounds like ya can get good and snockered if ya have more than two of these.”

Jack got up and looked over Ennis’s shoulder. “Hm, lime juice, vodka, cranberry juice, Grand Marnier…we have all that in the house. I could make one right now.”

“Ya sure?”

“Sure, why not?”

“Well, see this other comment…they make ya horny.”

“Ya got a problem with that?” said Jack with a slow smile.

“Have I ever…?” said Ennis, as he got up from his chair.

http://www.drinksmixer.com/drink234.html

(200 words)
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Post by: Penthesilea on August 04, 2007, 11:53:29 am
Quote
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
August 4, 2007

I knew it Leslie, I knew it the second I saw the link!  :D And I was right  :).

I LOVE it!

 :D :D :D
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 04, 2007, 11:55:01 am

       “Mind your own damn business.”
       The kid came from the back wiping his hands on his apron.  “Folks, Get you somethin more?  Somethin a eat?”
      “We’re leavin.”
      “I want another vodka...”  She looked straight at Ennis.  “with a twist.  Get my friend a shot to go with hs beer.”  She downed her drink.
       “Let’s go, gettin dark soon.”
      “We’re on my nickel.”
      “You look like an Old Rose man.  That your favorite?”  The kid winked.  Ennis nodded and the kid headed toward the bar.
      She smiled.  “Pretty perceptive, don’t you think?  Looks like we might have two part harmony here.”
 
      100 words

      I'm gettin behind, this here's yesterday's
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 04, 2007, 12:31:13 pm
  Wasn't going to run from that ever again.

Fern,
Don't we wish that had happened.  I really liked the way you utilized 'run'.

"

"Depends on whether you decide to die the next ten minutes or not."
         

Chrissi,

Let him have it!    :laugh:


            "Well don't you worry, i'll have you singing like Glen Campbell fore long.  Just you wait."


Janice,

Cute.  They'll either be a hit or clear out the place. 
Remember 'Water Walkin Jesus?' 
"Oh my God, Jack's gone a sing - everybody run for cover!"


   There had to be a reason, there had to be a way to understand.   

Marl,
I think most everybody hopes this.
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Post by: Cameron on August 04, 2007, 01:50:24 pm
In Between

(July 1986)
Tom pulled the truck over to the side of the road.  “We better get some rest” he said.  Both Tom and Ennis closed their eyes.  Ennis soon fell asleep. 

But Tom stayed awake.  He watched the first rays of light find their way to the day.  He watched Ennis sleep, with a peaceful smile of sweet dreams on his face.  Tom sighed.  It was just like being between a rock and a hard place.  He didn’t need to stay.  He could go to a big city and become a cosmopolitan guy, just like he always imagined he would be.

But then Ennis stirred, and the smile turned into a worried frown.  Tom shook his head and sighed again.  As hard as this place was, he sure got into it deep.

(130 words)


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Post by: MaineWriter on August 05, 2007, 08:19:53 am
Morning everyone,

For today


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Post by: mariez on August 05, 2007, 11:31:44 am
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
August 4, 2007
......
“Well, see this other comment…they make ya horny.”

“Ya got a problem with that?” said Jack with a slow smile.

“Have I ever…?” said Ennis, as he got up from his chair.
Snockered and horny - hee hee!  ;D  Guess Harry will have wait a while.

...      “I want another vodka...”  She looked straight at Ennis.  “with a twist.  Get my friend a shot to go with hs beer.”  She downed her drink.  
With a twist, huh?

 
....
But then Ennis stirred, and the smile turned into a worried frown.  Tom shook his head and sighed again.  As hard as this place was, he sure got into it deep.
Nothing is simple or easy with Ennis, Tom.

Now, lets' see, cold front, curious, cream....

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 05, 2007, 06:14:13 pm
Not One for Gossip

Ennis had barely settled himself on the stool when he heard voices from the high booth to his right, the words sending a chill up his spine.

". . . .I mean, there is no way I'd have stood for it.  You have to wonder why she put up with it as long as she did, and her with those two young girls…."

"Curiosity killed the cat, Emma."

"Well, I'm just sayin, Betty.  You know I'm not one for gossip--but I did hear a few things about him –"

Grabbing his hat, Ennis knocked over the cream on the counter and was in his truck before Emma drew her next breath.

"—heard his truck was over at Marjorie Walker's place all hours of the night. That hussy.  Looks like that Tim Johnson got himself a girl on the side." 

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Post by: Clyde-B on August 05, 2007, 06:18:48 pm

      A petite blond in a blue tube top her pony tail bound in a matching skrunchy burst through the front door.  “Wylie, I missed you so much.”  She threw her arms round the kid’s neck and kissed him full on the lips.  Wylie flailed helplessly.
      “He looks caught between a rock and a hard place, doesn’t he, Ennis?” 
     “Trudy, I got customers.”
     “They’re older, more cosmopolitan, they’ll understand young love.”
      Ennis looked at the table. 
      She set down her glass, touched Ennis’s hand.  “You’re not old, you’re just getting ripe, like a mission fig.”
      “Fig?  Ain’t that like a prune?”


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      Still behind, gettin caugtht up.  :o
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 05, 2007, 06:23:48 pm



          He he he :laugh:  from now on i'll just say im not wrinkled, im figgish.      funny :laugh:
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 05, 2007, 06:45:05 pm

But then Ennis stirred, and the smile turned into a worried frown.  Tom shook his head and sighed again.  As hard as this place was, he sure got into it deep.
 

Marl,
I like this Tom fella.

 
With a twist, huh?
 


You bet!
The first drink order I was trying to be subliminal, to kinda hint that the kid reminded Ennis of Jack.
This time she's using it as a barb -  'twisting the knife.'

 
Not One for Gossip

Grabbing his hat, Ennis knocked over the cream on the counter and was in his truck before Emma drew her next breath.

"—heard his truck was over at Marjorie Walker's place all hours of the night. That hussy.  Looks like that Tim Johnson got himself a girl on the side." 
 

Marie,
Good compact illustration of guilt and so true to Ennis.


          He he he :laugh:  from now on i'll just say im not wrinkled, im figgish.      funny :laugh:

Janice,
 ;D
I'm glad you enjoyed it,.  It's nice to be able to pay back some of the smiles you have given me!
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Post by: Cameron on August 05, 2007, 08:06:08 pm

A New Day

(August 1986)
Tom began to fiddle with the radio again.  As the day came, the voices got farther and farther away.  Finally a station came in clear, the voice was saying something about a cold front coming through.  Unusual for the first day of August.  Tom listened for a little while then shut the radio off.  Ennis was still asleep.

Tom sat there, trying to close his eyes, but they wouldn’t stay shut, there was now too much light.  Finally Ennis woke.  He rubbed his eyes, and looked at Tom.

“Hey, where are we?”

“Same place we were last night.”

Ennis looked all around, then rubbed his eyes again.  Tom smiled and let out a small laugh. “You must have had some damn good dreams.”
 
“Yeah, I guess so” Ennis said not looking at Tom, just looking straight ahead.

“Just curious, you still dream about him?” Tom asked.

Ennis turned to him but didn’t look at his eyes.  “Let’s go find some breakfast, I could sure use some coffee with cream right now.”

“But you never have coffee with cream” Tom said, with a quizzical look on his face.  Ennis quickly turned away and stared at the distance beyond them.

Tom started the truck and pulled back on the road.  He drove for a little while, then he slowed down and turned to Ennis.  “Are you goin' to tell me about those dreams?”

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Post by: Clyde-B on August 05, 2007, 09:12:59 pm

     “Sorry folks, this’s Trudy...”
     “Wylie’s my boyfriend, he won’t admit it, but he is.  We’re gettin married... just as soon as he proposes.  My brother Hogg, his real name is Hector, but everybody calls him Hogg, if you ever met him you’d know why, says if Wylie don’t propose soon he’s gone a get his shotgun and we’re gone a have a real old fashioned Lightnin Flat weddin.”  Trudy smiled without taking a breath.
      “I’m just curious,”  She regarded Trudy with all the warmth of an Alaskan cold front.   “are you considered the cream of young womanhood in these parts?”


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Post by: mariez on August 06, 2007, 01:04:17 pm
. . . .
      Ennis looked at the table. 
      She set down her glass, touched Ennis’s hand.  “You’re not old, you’re just getting ripe, like a mission fig.”
      “Fig?  Ain’t that like a prune?”

You're use of the prompts is always so great, Clyde.  I'm enjoyng this!


          He he he :laugh:  from now on i'll just say im not wrinkled, im figgish.      funny :laugh:

 :laugh: Good one, Janice.

A New Day
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“But you never have coffee with cream” Tom said, with a quizzical look on his face.  Ennis quickly turned away and stared at the distance beyond them.

Tom started the truck and pulled back on the road.  He drove for a little while, then he slowed down and turned to Ennis.  “Are you goin' to tell me about those dreams?” 

Their conversations are always so cryptic and leave me wanting more. 


...      “I’m just curious,”  She regarded Trudy with all the warmth of an Alaskan cold front.   “are you considered the cream of young womanhood in these parts?”

Whoa......I can feel that cold front right through my monitor!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 06, 2007, 01:06:32 pm
Hope y'all had a great weekend.  Here are some Monday prompts:


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 06, 2007, 02:11:51 pm
             






           " I write these and they accumulate in the junk drawer before i post them, and then its clean as a whistle."

 
          The two women stopped their horses on the grassy area a few yards before the place where Ennis was laying on the ground.   His hat as always covering his eyes, and shading from the sun.  He heard the approach, and opened his eyes in a squint in order to make sure that he could see they were indeed returned.  He started to raise up onto his elbows, when Annie said, "don't get up, we are going to just sit down and join you.  Have you eaten yet, or did you wait for us?"   "No maam, he replied, I waited for you ladies."   "Well thats fine but you didn't have to do that."  "You could have gone ahead and eaten.  We are fully capable of fixing our sandwiches ourselves."  "But I must say this looks real good.  I guess I didn't realize I was hungry until I saw the food laid out there."

          "Lets get to it then he said."  "I hope you like the stuff I brought, didn't really think too much about it.  I always bring pretty simple stuff when I am out here."  "Well it all looks wonderful.  Thank you very much."

          "I have really enjoyed this trip Ennis, and I want to thank you for helping us do this."  "Well maam, I don't know how much I did, but you are very welcome."  "Me and my friend, really did like this place when we were here.  It was such a long time ago he said, without much thought, yep a long time."  "Do you two still come here sometimes Ennis?"  "Not anymore maam, no."  "Where do you go then, some new place, she asked?"  "No maam we don't.  We don't go nowheres no more."  His reply being followed by the slow exhale of air, that belied the feeling of frustration and regret.  "You and your friend have a falling out, she asked?"  Before saying "sorry I have a big mouth, its none of my business, and if you don't wish to say its your business." 
         
            "No maam"  He replied, and she interrupted, "you can call me Annie, you don't have to keep calling me maam.  It makes me feel old as these mountains."   "Sorry, m' Annie" he said.  "No ma'  Annie we didn't, he died."  "Oh no i am sorry to hear that Ennis. What happened, some kind of accident or illness?"   He just kind of slumped down into himself, and said. "Don't rightly know what happened, his wife said it was some kind of accident with the tire."  "You didn't believe her explanation of it?"  "Don know really, just don know."  He made another hugh sigh, and made to stand up, when he was on his feet, he looked at the women, and had the terrible look of extreme pain or anguish on his solumn face, and just said,  "think I will just take a bit of a ride whilest you ladies finish up with yer lunch."  "Kinda need to stretch my self a bit."  "Let off some steam."

             He climbed on the back of his horse and took of at a gallop.  The two ladies turned to each other with looks of consternation on their faces.  "Wonder what happened to his friend? "  Mary said.  "Didn't seem to really know.  That was rather odd really.  Don't you think?"
"Yeah odd for sure."  "It sure did seem to upset him to talk about it."  "Yeah his mood changed from friendly and warm, to dark almost.  And depressive.  Sad even."  "I don't know, but sure would like to," Annie remarked  "Sure would like to know what happened to him."



                                              (http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb162/ifyoucantfixit/Ennishorseback1.jpg)                                                                                               




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Post by: Cameron on August 06, 2007, 07:27:05 pm

The Cold Front

(August 1986)
So you goin’ to tell me about those dreams?” Tom asked again.  Ennis looked at him but didn’t answer. 

“Fine, suit yourself” Tom said as he speeded up the truck.  “Could sure use some breakfast myself, there oughta be a place coming up soon.”

It was still morning, the sun was high and bright,the light causing dappled images on the road.  But almost in an instant, a huge dark cloud rolled in and the day was gone, it grew as dark as if night had fallen again.

Then there was a huge blast of thunder, and the sky was lit up by lighting, sending eerie sparks over all.  The rain began to fall, gently at first, then in huge splatters on the windshield.  Tom kept on going, but then he slowed down when the rain became so heavy that they could no longer see in front of them, and the water accumulated in rippling lakes on the highway.

Tom slowly pulled the truck over to the side of the road.  “We better wait here till this is over, then it’ll all be clean as a whistle” Tom said, looking through the windshield, opaque from the pelting rain.

“Hope it stops soon” Ennis said, as he reached for the duffel bag near his feet.  They sat there and waited and waited, but the storm did not let up.  The rain fell in sheets on the flooded road, the wind was howling, and the thunder and lightened never ceased.

“Guess this is that cold front” Tom said, trying to laugh, as he rummaged through his pockets, full of odds and ends like a kitchen junk drawer. 

“Whadya looking for?  Ennis asked.  But before Tom could reply, a deafening noise blasted their ears and shook the truck like a toy boat on the roaring sea.

“Holy fuckin’ shit!!!”

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 06, 2007, 08:21:42 pm



           Thats what I say Holy fucking shit!!!!           you are the master of cliffhangers.        :o        :-*
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 06, 2007, 09:00:44 pm

     Ennis hustled them out of Woody’s before anybody started throwing punches.  He bought a fifth of vodka and a six pack from Wylie to smooth any ruffled feathers.  By the time they parked on the side of Lone Pine road, it was dusk.  They sat on bedrolls in the back of the pickup and watched the little white frame house nestled in the moonlight.
     “That there’s where Jack grew up.”
     “It feels like I’m sitting in a cowhand’s junk drawer.”
     “Stuff accumulates.”
     She swigged from the bottle.  “I could have taken that little chipmunk, you know.  Cleaned her whistle good.”

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Post by: Cameron on August 06, 2007, 11:04:17 pm
Thank you, Janice!!!!! ;D


Of course, thank you, Marie and Clyde! ;D


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Post by: mariez on August 06, 2007, 11:19:15 pm
   
          " I write these and they accumulate in the junk drawer before i post them, and then its clean as a whistle."
:laugh: Janice, you get a gold star for that sentence!!

  . . . .   He just kind of slumped down into himself, and said. "Don't rightly know what happened, his wife said it was some kind of accident with the tire."  "You didn't believe her explanation of it?"  "Don know really, just don know."  . . .
Not really knowing is such anguish.  Poor Ennis.  And that picture, Janice!  If that ain't Ennis, I don't know what is.


. . . .
“Whadya looking for?  Ennis asked.  But before Tom could reply, a deafening noise blasted their ears and shook the truck like a toy boat on the roaring sea.

“Holy fuckin’ shit!!!”
Now you're scaring me, Marl!


. . .
     She swigged from the bottle.  “I could have taken that little chipmunk, you know.  Cleaned her whistle good.”
That is my kind of woman!   "Little chipmunk.."  Hee Hee.

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 07, 2007, 12:05:28 pm
Drabblers, for today:

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Post by: mariez on August 07, 2007, 01:46:34 pm
Not a Restaurant Type

The ground was hard, the log was digging into his back, the air was cold, his boot soles were hot from the fire, and he was eating beans from a can.  He couldn't remember being happier ….

"Jack – hellloooo…."  Lureen frowned.  "You haven't heard a word I've said."

The booth was padded, the shag carpeting thick, the temperature a perfect 71.3 degrees, and the single flame from the candle-in-a-wine-bottle cast a glow onto the red-checkered tablecloth upon which sat a delicious meal served on fine china….

"Sorry, honey." Jack forced a smile and an interested look as he shifted uncomfortably.   

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Post by: Cameron on August 07, 2007, 08:05:54 pm

The Crash

(August 1986)
Holy Fucking Shit!!!!!

A huge tree, as tall as a building, started to fall.  It was coming down even before Tom and Ennis know what to think.  They sat there staring, their mouths agape.  The tree was falling, heading straight towards them.  There was no time to do anything but watch.

The tree kept falling, and falling, and was almost right upon them.  It was almost there.

But then suddenly, as if pushed aside by an unseen force, the tree landed with a great shattering crash, right in front of them, missing the truck by less than an inch.
 
“Holy shit” Ennis gasped.  “I thought we were dead.  Sure we were done.”  But Tom didn’t answer.  He didn’t make a sound.  Ennis looked at him.

“Tom, hey, Tom, Tom” Ennis called, his voice getting louder and louder.

“Tom, will ya answer me!”  Tom was slumped over the steering wheel, not even seeming to breathe.

“Tom” Ennis yelled franticly.  “Tom!!!”  Ennis moved closer, pulled Tom back and furiously slapped his face.  “Hey, will ya wake up!  Wake up, now.  Hey, we gotta get to that beach, you gotta wake up!  We didn’t even go to that Italian restaurant yet!!!   You gotta wake up!!”

Tom didn’t move.

“Damn you” Ennis cried, shaking Tom with all strength.  “Wake up,….wake up!!!!   
Holy fuckin’ shit!!!”

(220 words)



(Please forgive me if I upset anyone, I didn't mean to. :()
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 07, 2007, 09:28:51 pm



        No upsets, just shock....geesh.    :-\
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on August 08, 2007, 01:31:01 am
     Ennis hustled them out of Woody’s before anybody started throwing punches.  He bought a fifth of vodka and a six pack from Wylie to smooth any ruffled feathers.  By the time they parked on the side of Lone Pine road, it was dusk.  They sat on bedrolls in the back of the pickup and watched the little white frame house nestled in the moonlight.
     “That there’s where Jack grew up.”
     “It feels like I’m sitting in a cowhand’s junk drawer.”
     “Stuff accumulates.”
     She swigged from the bottle.  “I could have taken that little chipmunk, you know.  Cleaned her whistle good.”

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Beautiful, Clyde-B!  I thought I might find you here, and I wanted to say hello.  I miss you!  Anyway,  I really enjoyed reading through this.  Lovely work.
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Post by: cwby30 on August 08, 2007, 02:03:27 am
Evenin', Marl.

Well, interesting two chapters. Ennis being so closed-mouthed, not wanting to talk to Tom.  And then, Wham! the tree falls, and Tom is out like a light [heart attack!], and Ennis can't stop talking.  What a shock it must be, to see Tom like that.  Bet Ennis feels like he's losing Tom suddenly without the chance to say goodbye, just as he lost Jack.

Great cliffhanger...waiting for more.

Thanks again. 
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Post by: mariez on August 08, 2007, 12:29:05 pm
The Crash
......
“Damn you” Ennis cried, shaking Tom with all strength.  “Wake up,….wake up!!!!.....

Can I hope that maybe Tom just passed out momentarily?......although if Ennis can't wake him..... :-\

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 08, 2007, 12:30:27 pm
Some hump day prompts  :)


Marie
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Post by: Cameron on August 08, 2007, 04:47:58 pm
Panic

(Aug 1986)
“Will you wake up!!!!  Damn you!!!”  Ennis cried, still slapping Tom’s face.

Finally, Tom stirred.  He opened his eyes, and looked at Ennis, whose frantic face was right near him.  Then Tom looked ahead at the huge fallen tree.

“What…..what happened?”  Tom asked, and rubbed his eyes.  “Hey, you okay?  Did I black out?”

“I thought you were dead.”  Ennis said with a quivering voice.

“Naw, I’m okay.” Tom said, turning to Ennis.  “Been happening…… since I was a boy.  I get scared, I just conk right out.  Scared my momma half to death lots of times.”  Tom paused and closed his eyes.  “She thought I was jokin’, and bein’ disrespectful or somethin’.  Doc never knew why.  Didn’t happen in a long, long time.”

Ennis stared at him, then moved away, back to his own seat.  He put his head in his hands.

“Hey” Tom said.  “You okay?  Sorry, man, I didn’t do it on purpose.  Sorry.”

Ennis lifted his head and glanced at Tom, then he picked up the duffel bag, wrapped his arms tightly around it, and put his head down against damp canvas.

“Ennis?”

Ennis looked over at Tom.  Then he looked ahead, at the huge fallen tree on the flooded road.  The rain was still coming down, not quite as hard as before, the wind was still howling, and the sky was still dark with thick, heavy clouds.

“I......I just…I…..just…..”  Ennis said, but he stopped.

“Look, I’m sorry, didn’t mean to scare ya, just somethin' that happens to me.” Tom said.  Ennis just sat there.  The rain was finally letting up.  “So what are we gonna do now?  Ya want my opinion?  Let’s just go get that breakfast, then we’ll decide.”

Ennis quickly glanced at him.  “Fine, but I better drive.”

Tom grinned.  “Ain’t gonna argue, ya sure are a good companion, sorry, wish it didn’t happen.  Hey, we were lucky, this time.”

Ennis went around the truck to get into the driver's seat, Tom slid over to the other side.  Ennis started the truck and pulled away, going slowly around all the fallen trees and miniature lakes on the road.  Every so often he quickly glanced over at Tom, looking relaxed and comfortable in the passenger seat.

“I….just….ya know….I…..”  Ennis tried to speak, but the words still wouldn’t come out.




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Post by: mariez on August 08, 2007, 09:04:21 pm
Panic
. . . .
“I….just….ya know….I…..”  Ennis tried to speak, but the words still wouldn’t come out. 

That's a relief.  But how will Ennis's relief following that panic manifest itself?

Thanks, Marl
Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 09, 2007, 08:06:28 am
       
      “Easy now, you gone a have a real head on you in the mornin.”
      “I haven’t drunk like this in thirty years.”  She sighed.  “We were at the beach in a romantic little Italian restaurant, right on the sand.  You could almost touch the water.”  She took another swig.  “My first husband had taken me there to tell me he was running off with some tramp from the phone company.”
      “That calls for more beer.”  Ennis reached in the Woody’s bag.  “What the..?”  He pulled out a short, squat bottle.  “Well, I’ll be...” 
      “What?”
      “It’s a pint a Old Rose.”


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Post by: mariez on August 09, 2007, 12:54:54 pm
      
      “Easy now, you gone a have a real head on you in the mornin.”
      “I haven’t drunk like this in thirty years.”  She sighed.  “We were at the beach in a romantic little Italian restaurant, right on the sand.  You could almost touch the water.”  She took another swig.  “My first husband had taken me there to tell me he was running off with some tramp from the phone company.”
      “That calls for more beer.”  Ennis reached in the Woody’s bag.  “What the..?”  He pulled out a short, squat bottle.  “Well, I’ll be...” 
      “What?”
      “It’s a pint a Old Rose.”


     100 words

I always look forward to seeing exactly how you'll use the prompts  - this is great, Clyde!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 09, 2007, 12:56:08 pm
Hey, drabblers.  Let's see what we can do with:


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 09, 2007, 02:47:55 pm
           Ennis had to get away for a bit.  He could not fall apart in front of those women.  He knew that each time he cried, it took him a spell to get back to reasonable condition.  He would always have his face all swollen and his eyes red with the shed tears and pain.  Mostly it was done in the privacy of his trailer.  At night when he would allow himself the permission to let go.  It was less these days, than in the beginning.  During that time, he hardly could hold it together enough to work..He tried to get the labors that allowed him to be alone.  That way if he had a spell when he could not hold it in.  He would not have to be seen.
           This day he knew he had to get it together quickly, or they would not make it back down the mountain before dark.  It was a good long trail, and with all the slippery rocks, as they descended, dangerous for them, if not undertaken soon.  He thought of the awkward moment that had caused him to flee.  He could not tell them what Jack had meant to him.  It was still too painful, even after  time that had passed.  Those old times were still too fresh in his mind. 
            When he thought back on it.  It seemed like only last week. As he dreamed of Jack.   It seemed more often these days.  It was like stepping back in days gone by.  It was real.  He could feel Jack's hands on him.  The warmth and tender touches.  The thrill of it still as new as ever.  The voice of Jack so carefree and happy, so hopeful.  It was the voice he had on the mountain.. Not the one that he showed later on.  That one, sounded defeated and sorry.  But still even just thinking about him made Ennis grow hard.  After all these years. The sound of his voice. It was like home.
             "I have got to get control of myself, can't have these women seein me like this."  He alighted from the horse and walked with the reins in his hand,  beside the small creek.  He stopped to allow the horse a drink, and got back up after washing his face and smoothing his hair down, with his hands.  He could go back now.  He was becoming resolved again.  He took a deep breath of the fresh mountain air, and got back on the horse, going back to real life once again.
           
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 09, 2007, 04:53:36 pm
A little something that is recycled from "A Love Born From Steel" but I couldn't resist with awkward moment. From Chapter 12:



Ennis went into the house while Jack sat on the porch, sipping his whiskey and lighting another cigarette. He had no sense of time passing but obviously, some minutes had passed because before he knew it, Ennis was back on the porch, standing tall and leaning over him. Ennis braced himself on the arms of the chair and looked down at Jack, his face, as it had been for the past two months, flushed with happiness. “I love you, cowboy,” he said, leaning in for a deep and loving kiss. Jack kissed him back with equal fervor.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ennis sensed a shadow at the screen door. He pulled back and stood up, and saw Jenny standing there, the light from the living room reflecting behind her. “Honey,” said Ennis, “I thought you were in bed.”

She tentatively pushed the screen door open. “I forgot my coloring book,” she said, “and crayons,” as she pointed to the corner of the porch floor.

Ennis could hear Jack whispering under his breath. “Uh oh, cowboy, awkward moment.”

“Shut up, Jack,” whispered Ennis, but he said it with a smile. He went over the screen door, “C’mon sweetheart, let’s get your book.”

Jenny scampered to pick up her coloring book and crayons, holding them close to her chest. She started to walk back to the door but then turned and looked at Ennis. “Daddy,” she said, “why were you kissing Uncle Jack?”

He paused. “Because we’re friends, sweetheart,” he said.

“I’m friends with Amber and I don’t kiss her,” replied Jenny, with the matter-of-factness of youth.

Ennis looked at her for a second, then smiled. “C’mere, honey,” he said, turning to his empty chair, sitting down, and then pulling her onto his lap. “Let’s talk.” Jenny turned and looked at Ennis expectantly. “Uncle Jack and I are friends,” he said, “very special friends…very close friends. Uncle Jack is the reason I left Riverton and moved to Texas.”

Jenny nodded. “I know that, Daddy.”

Ennis bit his lip. “We wanted t’be together.”

Jenny looked at him. “Are you in love with Uncle Jack, Daddy? Is that what you’re tryin’ t’say?”

Ennis nodded. “Yes, sweetheart, that’s exactly what I’m tryin’ to say.”

Jenny nodded as if this was the most natural thing in the world, having absolutely no issue with the fact that her father was in love with another man.

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Post by: Cameron on August 09, 2007, 05:07:11 pm
Afterglow

(August 1986)
Ennis drove the truck slowly, past branches scattered all over, and cars left when the water got too high. There were parts of houses and buildings, and a big sign saying ‘Fresh Lemonade’ right in the middle of the road.  The rain had stopped, the floods were receding, only the dark clouds loomed overhead.  But the air was now fresh and clean.  Ennis kept looking over at Tom, sitting as calmly as if nothing had happened at all.

Finally they reached a town, and Ennis drove down Main Street, where people were in the street cleaning up the mess.  At the end of the road was a small diner, in an old trailer with a gas tank on the side.  Ennis pulled over and Tom got out, but Ennis just sat there in the driver’s seat.

“Aren’t ya comin’?” Tom asked, looking puzzled.

“In a minute” Ennis replied.

“Suit yourself” Tom said, and went inside the diner.

Ennis rubbed his eyes and reached for the duffel bag.  He took out the shirts, unwrapped them, and held them tight.  He looked up to the sky, still covered with the clouds.  Then he looked at the shirts in his hands.

“Ya know, I,,,,,I need him, I do.  I can’t lose him.  I got so damn scared, I just can’t, I can’t lose him.”

Ennis wiped the tears from his eyes and looked back up at the heavens.  “I guess….I guess I ….I love him too.”

Suddenly, from the midst of the foreboding clouds, a small space appeared.  Through the space, a faint ray of light came down towards the restless ground.  Then just as suddenly, the space was filled in.  All that was left was a barely perceptible glow.

Ennis smiled through his tears, and kissed the blue shirt.  He wrapped up the shirts, put them the duffel bag and quickly got out of the truck.  The last lingering doubts were washed away with the storm.  Ennis knew he needed to be with Tom.  He hurried inside the diner.


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Post by: mariez on August 09, 2007, 05:50:28 pm
.  . .He thought of the awkward moment that had caused him to flee.  He could not tell them what Jack had meant to him.  It was still too painful, even after the time that had passed.  Those old time were still too fresh in his mind. 

An awkward moment leads to a touching moment.  Nicely done, Janice.


A little something that is recycled from "A Love Born From Steel" but I couldn't resist with awkward moment. From Chapter 12:
 . . . . .
Jenny nodded as if this was the most natural thing in the world, having absolutely no issue with the fact that her father was in love with another man.

Oh, that scene is tailor-made to the prompt!  One of my favorite ALBFS moments.   :)


Afterglow
. . . .
Ennis smiled through his tears, and kissed the blue shirt.  He wrapped up the shirts, put them the duffel bag and quickly got out of the truck.  The last lingering doubts were washed away with the storm.  Ennis knew he needed to be with Tom.  He hurried inside the diner.

A pivotal moment for Ennis.  Beautifully done.

Thanks, all
Marie


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Post by: cwby30 on August 09, 2007, 08:05:07 pm
Afternoon, Marl.

Well, this trip has settled Ennis in so many ways. He knows he loves Tom, and needs to be with him.  He believes that now he has Jack's approval.  He can put away the shirts, keep them safe along with his love for Jack, but still move away from the cloud he's been under and walk into the sunshine with Tom. 

Lots of good metaphors going here.

Thanks again. 
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Post by: Cameron on August 10, 2007, 12:03:44 pm
Thank you so much as always, Marie and Cowboy!!
I always apreciate your kind words! :)

Marl

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Post by: mariez on August 10, 2007, 12:26:25 pm
Some TGIF prompts   :)


Marie
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Post by: Lumière on August 10, 2007, 04:56:26 pm
Hello ladies and gents,

I been gone a while, but I am thrilled to see the D-fest still alive and kicking!  ;)
I got a little contribution today.  It ain't what I was expecting would come out, but, oh well..


~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~


Blue as ever

It was a cold morning, yet it felt warm and humid in the little trailer.  He sat idly on the unmade twin bed and watched as thick clouds of steam rose from the whistling kettle on the stove.  His mind seemed to evaporate into the room with every burst of hot air.  He could feel himself fading into emptiness as his strength slowly slipped away. 

Ennis buried his face in his hands as his mind was assaulted by yet another image from his nightmare – his lover was lying helplessly on the grass; blood on his face, his clothes and on the tire-iron lying beside his limp body.  His eyes were still open, they were as blue as ever, only empty and cold this time. 

He wept.  He was not religious, but a short prayer crossed his lips.  If there was anyone up there, now would be a good time for him to speak. 



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Post by: mariez on August 10, 2007, 05:54:17 pm

Blue as ever

Your use of language is as amazing as ever.  How can mere words - letters strung together - be so powerful and so wrenching?  I'm thrilled to see you, too, M!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on August 10, 2007, 08:52:33 pm
(One of my strange ones....)

The Diaries

The air was thick and humid.  It was hard to move or even to think.  She sat at the table looking through the pages of her old diaries, written in those black and white school notebooks.  She once was young and hopeful.  She was sure she would have a fine family, with laughing children and furniture of mahogany and gleaming glass.  She was sure that she would have lots of friends some day, all smart and creative and decadent.

She turned the pages.  She found the pages from the days when it began to change. The days when all the mistakes were made.  She looked through those pages, but she couldn’t bear to read them.  She just sat there, in the warm kitchen, staring at the pages.  Then she closed the old faded notebook, she couldn’t bear to look any longer.

So many wasted days.  So many days filled with nothing but longing and loneliness.  She wanted it to be different, she hoped that it still could be different.  She prayed that it wasn’t too late.  She got up and went outside, and walked in the thick air to the store.  It was time to buy a new notebook.  A brand new one with bright, clean, blank pages.
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 10, 2007, 09:47:09 pm

     “Well, it is my respectful opinion that that young man is interested in becoming your companion.”   The phrase: ‘respectful opinion’, was just slightly slurred.
      Ennis laughed.  “You spend too much time makin up stories.  More’n likely kid felt bad for gougin you for that rot gut vodka.”  The wind ruffled Ennis’s hair.
      “Looks like we’re going to have company.”
      “Not this time a night, not likely.”   
      She pointed behind the truck toward the full moon.  “See for yourself.”
      Silhouetted in the moonlight, sauntering toward them, a figure on horseback wearing a Texas cut Resistol, its brim with a familiar curl.


      100 words

       
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Post by: mariez on August 10, 2007, 10:38:09 pm
. . . . It was time to buy a new notebook.  A brand new one with bright, clean, blank pages.

Oh, I didn't find this strange at all.  I've always loved brand new notebooks and journals and diaries with all those blank pages.  Such possibilities.....


  . . .   Silhouetted in the moonlight, sauntering toward them, a figure on horseback wearing a Texas cut Resistol, its brim with a familiar curl. 

Now there's an image.  I like the tone of this story, Clyde.  It's kind of quirky and mysterious and I have no idea where you're taking us. 

Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 11, 2007, 12:45:44 am

    “Hope that ain’t old man Twist.”  Ennis spit.  “He’s why we’re sittin in the truck and not in the house.”
    “Jack’s father?”
    “Ain’t none too hospitable.”
    “Maybe I could help smooth things over.”
    “What you gone a do, serve lemonade?”
    “I have a certain stature.”
    “Not around here, you don’t.”
    The figure, cloaked in darkness, came to a halt and stood silent for a long awkward moment.
    “You folks enjoyin the fresh air tonight?”
    A chill went up Ennis’s spine.  Like a bird fascinated by a snake, he could feel that steady blue eyed gaze even in the darkness.
    “Wylie?”


    100 words

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Post by: Lumière on August 11, 2007, 02:43:10 am
Your use of language is as amazing as ever.  How can mere words - letters strung together - be so powerful and so wrenching?  I'm thrilled to see you, too, M!

Thanks,
Marie

Cheers Marie!
Great to see ya too.  It's been a while.  ;)
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Post by: Cameron on August 11, 2007, 10:02:15 am
Oh, I didn't find this strange at all.  I've always loved brand new notebooks and journals and diaries with all those blank pages.  Such possibilities.....


Marie, I've also always loved notebooks and diaries and journals.  Colored paperclips and pens too.  :D

M!!!  So glad to see you back here!!!  Awesome, of course! :D

Clyde, you sure have gotten great at this!! :D

 ;D
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Post by: mariez on August 11, 2007, 12:58:30 pm
. . . . . Like a bird fascinated by a snake, he could feel that steady blue eyed gaze even in the darkness.

Oooh, great sentence.  You're catching up, Clyde! 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 11, 2007, 01:03:36 pm
Hi Drabblers - here are some Saturday prompts to consider:


Have fun!

Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 11, 2007, 01:27:38 pm

     “Evenin ma’am.”  Wylie tipped his hat.  “Out here tailgatin like locals?  Thought you was one a them decadent tourists.”  He grinned.  “You come by to see Aunt Matt?”
     Ennis forced a hoarse whisper.  “Friend a mine grew up in that house.”
      Mahogany gloved hands on the saddle horn, Wylie leaned foward, squinted.  “You’re Ennis del Mar, ain’t you?” 
     It wasn’t humid, but Ennis began to sweat.
     “Cousin Jack told me all about you.”
     Ennis flushed, fists tightened, he flashed back to Alma’s kitchen, things said and done that awful Thanksgiving so many years ago.  “You don’t know nothin bout nothin...”

     100 words
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Post by: mvansand76 on August 11, 2007, 03:00:15 pm

*pops head in*

Hi guys!!!!!

I have never been here before, thought I'd come visit you guys and see what the drabble fest is all about!

*waves*

 :-*
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Post by: Cameron on August 11, 2007, 03:11:23 pm
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Hi Mel,
Nice to see you in here, hopefully you'll visit again, and maybe even try a drabble or two. :D
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Post by: mvansand76 on August 11, 2007, 03:33:46 pm
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Hi Mel,
Nice to see you in here, hopefully you'll visit again, and maybe even try a drabble or two. :D


Oh God, I will probably be reading mostly, as I tend to turn one-shots and drabbles into full stories, and I already have two stories going!  :laugh:

But if I do think of something, I will make sure I post it! :)
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Post by: mariez on August 11, 2007, 05:07:54 pm

Oh God, I will probably be reading mostly, as I tend to turn one-shots and drabbles into full stories, and I already have two stories going!  :laugh:

But if I do think of something, I will make sure I post it! :)

Mel, let me add my welcome.  I'm so happy to see you here.   :)  FYI, Adiabatic has done a great job archiving the drabbles on LJ and, if you're interested, it's a convenient way to read through them.  Here's the link:

http://community.livejournal.com/bbmdrabblefest/ (http://community.livejournal.com/bbmdrabblefest/)

And please do post if inspiration strikes! 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 11, 2007, 05:13:50 pm
Thoughtful Brown Eyes

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Twist! You’re so generous. I love babysitting Bobby. He's so adorable, gonna be as handsome as his daddy."  The 16 year-old giggled, thrust her ample chest forward and stumbled slightly, brushing against Jack as he held the door. "Oooh, sorry!" 


"That's what my mama would charitably call a "zesty gal," Jack said to Lureen as he entered the bedroom, chuckling. 

Lureen snorted. "I might be jealous," she teased, "but I know that silly gigglers aren't your type." 

"That's true," Jack murmured, twitching slightly as he suddenly imagined a pair of thoughtful brown eyes regarding him quietly.   

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 12, 2007, 09:06:10 am
Hi everyone!

Sorry I missed the party completely yesterday. We were over in New Hampshire for the day, which gave me an idea for a prompt (for more details, see my blog)


Have fun!

L
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 12, 2007, 02:09:12 pm

     “Jack said you was the best friend he ever had.”     
     Ennis’s tension drained.  “He said that?”
     “More’n once.  My apology if you understood me to mean different.”
      Ennis sighed, relaxed, the twitch in his fist calmed.
     “I’m sure Aunt Matt’ll be glad a see you.”
     “Ennis, I’d really like to meet Jack’s mother.  Surviving out here she’s got to be hardy, zesty, full of life.”
     “She’s as good as a angel, but the mister and me don’t get along.”
     “Uncle John?  He passed about six months back.  Left Aunt Matt in a terrible bind.”
     “Ennis, please.  Maybe we could help.”


     100 words
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Post by: mariez on August 12, 2007, 10:43:55 pm
     “Ennis, I’d really like to meet Jack’s mother.  Surviving out here she’s got to be hardy, zesty, full of life.”
     “She’s as good as a angel, ..........”
   
Hardy, zesty, full of life, and good as a angel ....just like her son.  Very nice, Clyde.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 12, 2007, 10:49:22 pm
Granite

"Come in Mama."  He had heard her soft footsteps before her soft knock.

"I'm sorry, Jack.  I know how much you'd like him to come and watch you."  She hesitated. "Maybe I can ….,"

"No, Mama. It don't matter." Jack forced a smile. "Ain't nothing gonna change his mind."

"Your Uncle Harold always did say he had a will of granite."  She sighed and kissed his cheek tenderly before leaving. 

Jack sat quietly and stared into the darkness, telling himself it didn't hurt.  But he heard the bitterness in his own voice.  "Will of granite and a heart to match." 

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: fernly on August 12, 2007, 11:30:01 pm
Marie and Clyde,

Two drabbles in a row with Mrs. Twist, and such good ones! Thank you! I always enjoy all your drabbles so much.

And (a long overdue) thank you to you both  :-*  for your kind words about my Ennis drabble a while back.

Fern
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Post by: mariez on August 13, 2007, 01:18:58 pm
Always great to see you, Fern!   :)

Why don't we start the work week with these:


 :)
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on August 13, 2007, 08:57:01 pm

The Walk

He walked past houses and stores, past cats running across the street, and a little dog barking.  He walked past front yards, with colorful flowers all over, and backyards where old men were taking their daily naps.  But he didn’t see any of it at all. 

All he saw were the images from the last time, the pain and the anger and the shock.  He kept going and going, as if it would make him forget, as if it would make the pain deep within him lessen.  But it didn’t, not at all.  The walking just made him remember more.

(100 words, first time ever!!!)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 13, 2007, 09:08:35 pm



         Great job Marl
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 14, 2007, 07:47:38 am

     Ennis had never wished John Twist dead, planted beneath a granite tombstone, but hearing that news felt like a 5000 ton boulder had been lifted off his shoulders. 
    The trio made their way to the little white frame house.  Ennis in the truck, Wylie and her on horseback, she sat mounted awkwardly behind him, arms wrapped around his waist. 
    Ennis got a big hug from Mattie Twist and, ashamed he couldn’t pronounce her name, introduced his companion simply as “Mrs. P.”  Once inside, everybody gathered around the table in the white kitchen for fresh hot coffee and some cherry cake. 


    100 words
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Post by: mariez on August 14, 2007, 12:30:00 pm
. . ..   The walking just made him remember more.

(100 words, first time ever!!!)

We can't run, or walk, away from the past, can we?  And isn't it fun making it hit that 100 words?   :)


     Ennis had never wished John Twist dead, planted beneath a granite tombstone, but hearing that news felt like a 5000 ton boulder had been lifted off his shoulders. 
    The trio made their way to the little white frame house.  Ennis in the truck, Wylie and her on horseback, she sat mounted awkwardly behind him, arms wrapped around his waist. 
    Ennis got a big hug from Mattie Twist and, ashamed he couldn’t pronounce her name, introduced his companion simply as “Mrs. P.”  Once inside, everybody gathered around the table in the white kitchen for fresh hot coffee and some cherry cake. 

    100 words

Aww... about the "Mrs. P"!  Lots of people have trouble with that, Ennis. Granite, in any form, seems a natural fit for John Twist.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 14, 2007, 12:31:29 pm
Hi, everyone.  These popped into my head today:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 14, 2007, 04:17:29 pm
Newfangled Ideas

"The question is 'What does "the pursuit of happiness" mean to you?'  I need to ask three people."

Ennis cleared his throat.  "I guess it means trying to find ways to be ….. happy?" he finished lamely.  Damn that teacher and her newfangled ideas.

"But why is it important?"

Work hard, support your family, do what's right, fix what you can, stand what you can't.  That's what was important.  He heard his own daddy's words, but hesitated at passing those thoughts on.

But as he turned to meet Junior's solemn gaze, he had the feeling that somehow he already had.

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 15, 2007, 08:28:23 am

     Afterwards, Wylie took Mrs.P. upstairs to see Jack’s room. 
     “Your friend is very colorful.”
     “I’m... sorry about the mister.”
     She sighed.  “After Jack died he just seemed all used up.”
     “You okay?”
     “Have to be.  Could use some extra hands.  John was a real workhorse.”
     “What about Bobby and Lureen?”
     “To them this is just scrubland.  Want me to sell, get an apartment.  An apartment?  Little bitty dogs?  Dinky little backyards?”  She shook her head.  “I’ve lived here more’n forty years.  Everything important in my life happened here.  Only way they’ll get me out of this house is feet first.”


       100 words
 
     
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Post by: mariez on August 15, 2007, 01:42:32 pm
     Afterwards, Wylie took Mrs.P. upstairs to see Jack’s room. 
     “Your friend is very colorful.”
     “I’m... sorry about the mister.”
     She sighed.  “After Jack died he just seemed all used up.”
     “You okay?”
     “Have to be.  Could use some extra hands.  John was a real workhorse.”
     “What about Bobby and Lureen?”
     “To them this is just scrubland.  Want me to sell, get an apartment.  An apartment?  Little bitty dogs?  Dinky little backyards?”  She shook her head.  “I’ve lived here more’n forty years.  Everything important in my life happened here.  Only way they’ll get me out of this house is feet first.”

       100 words
    

Ennis and Mrs. T really relate don't they?  "Have to be."  Look forward to this every day, Clyde.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 15, 2007, 01:44:33 pm
Off the top of my head for today:


Have fun!

Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on August 15, 2007, 03:51:45 pm
Newfangled Ideas

"The question is 'What does "the pursuit of happiness" mean to you?'  I need to ask three people."

Ennis cleared his throat.  "I guess it means trying to find ways to be ….. happy?" he finished lamely.  Damn that teacher and her newfangled ideas.

"But why is it important?"

Work hard, support your family, do what's right, fix what you can, stand what you can't.  That's what was important.  He heard his own daddy's words, but hesitated at passing those thoughts on.

But as he turned to meet Junior's solemn gaze, he had the feeling that somehow he already had.

~~~~~~~
100 Words


Loved this. Tough question for Ennis.
I loved especially that he hesitated to (deliberately) pass his own father's thoughts on.
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 15, 2007, 08:44:59 pm

       That same evening, Ludd Craven and Ditch Hobbs, two graduates of  the high-security cellblock at Rawlins, sat in the back booth at Woody’s.  They’d been drifting; searching for someplace to practice their own sinister notion of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
       Hobbs leaned his wirey frame across the table and shot a snaggletoothed grin.  “What you think, Ludd.  Nice piece?”
       Craven’s bare scalp glistened with sweat.  Eyeing the bouncy blond in the blue tube top working behind the bar, he sucked a wayward dinner remnant from between his teeth.  “Looks like we got us some real possibilities here.”


     100 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 15, 2007, 09:10:36 pm
  My apologies to my fellow drabblers, half the fun of doing this, is reading and replying to the people participating here.  I have a new job maintaining software I'm not familiar with yet, and it takes more time than I'm used to and leaves me exhausted, so I have been very lax in posting my replies.
   Writing is not easy for me to begin with.  (That's why I only do a hundred words  ;D)

   Marl, I really like your Tom stories, I hope we find out more about him.  And I really understood that idea of the new journal being like starting with a clean slate.

   Marie, you make it look effortless, and they always have that kernel of truth.

    Janice, you showed what a strain it is for Ennis to always have to be in control.

    Leslie, you're right, sometimes kids are smarter than us all.

   Thank you all for your kind comments, even though I've been so remiss.
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 16, 2007, 07:20:38 am
Hi all,

For today, let's have some rhyming prompts:


L
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Post by: Penthesilea on August 16, 2007, 08:33:43 am
Ennis turns to the next page of Hamley's saddle catalog. A bridle catches his attention. Black leather, dark oil finish.

Constcructed with high quality, 5/8“ hand edged, doubled and stitched bridle leather.

Good quality.

...accented with engraved silver plate, conchos and standard buckle sets.

Nice, too.

Special offer: matching reins and breast collar included.

The pice is not too high, seeing it includes the reins and breast collar. Dottie sure could use a new bridle.

„Ennis, the toaster broke today.“

Ennis puts the catalog aside and follows Alma into the kitchen.

Dottie's old bridle will do for another while.



(http://www.chicksaddlery.com/Merchant2/graphics/00000001/RC96.JPG)  (http://www.chicksaddlery.com/Merchant2/graphics/00000001/RC96-2.JPG)


100 words! A first for me  :).
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Post by: mariez on August 16, 2007, 01:22:21 pm
       That same evening, Ludd Craven and Ditch Hobbs, two graduates of  the high-security cellblock at Rawlins, sat in the back booth at Woody’s.  They’d been drifting; searching for someplace to practice their own sinister notion of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. ....

Uh Oh.  You are full of surprises, Clyde.  And no need to apologize at all- good luck on your new job.   I actually think it's harder to stick to the 100 words - but the challenge is fun.   :)


.......
Ennis puts the catalog aside and follows Alma into the kitchen.

Dottie's old bridle will do for another while.

100 words! A first for me  :). 

Dreams diverted, real life calls.  Nicely done, Chrissie, great picture.  Yay on the 100 words.   :)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 16, 2007, 01:25:56 pm
A Wise Woman

"You should've seen the look on that bastard's face when I showed my cards. Ha!  'Poker face' my ass, I could read him like an open book, see ……"

Jack set his face in a look of polite interest as L.D. continued to delight his audience with yet another story of his endless accomplishments.  But as his eyes quickly scanned the group of men, he noticed the sideways glances, the uncomfortable fidgeting.  Maybe not so delighted at that.

"Nobody likes a boaster, Jack."   He could hear his mama's gentle words of admonishment and smiled inwardly.  A wise woman, his mama. 
~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 17, 2007, 07:27:17 am

      Mattie gently touched Ennis’s shoulder.  “I have something I think you’ll want.”     
      She disappeared into the other room and returned with a cardboard container, size of a coffee can, heavy like a large paper weight.  The crematory label had Jack’s name and dates filled in with a No. 2 pencil.
      “But... the family plot...?”
      “Every time John would bring it up, I’d just remind him of some odd job that needed doin more.  He didn’t want a part with them anyway.”
      Mattie handed them to Ennis; he unconsciously hugged them close. 
      “They’re yours now.  It’s what Jack would have wanted.”


    100 words
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Post by: mariez on August 17, 2007, 01:27:31 pm
      Mattie gently touched Ennis’s shoulder.  “I have something I think you’ll want.”    
      She disappeared into the other room and returned with a cardboard container, size of a coffee can, heavy like a large paper weight.  The crematory label had Jack’s name and dates filled in with a No. 2 pencil.
      “But... the family plot...?”
      “Every time John would bring it up, I’d just remind him of some odd job that needed doin more.  He didn’t want a part with them anyway.”
      Mattie handed them to Ennis; he unconsciously hugged them close. 
      “They’re yours now.  It’s what Jack would have wanted.”

Look how you've turned those mundane prompts into something so touching.  Amazing.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 17, 2007, 01:28:49 pm
Hey, drabblers.  How about some "q" words for today:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 17, 2007, 11:01:45 pm
Hey, Susie - always nice to see you.  And you've got some gorgeous new pictures again!  Wow - I could stare at those for a very long time, love the black and white.  :)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 17, 2007, 11:05:36 pm
Unquenchable

Ennis dug into his pocket, counted out quarters and dimes and wearily tossed them onto the bar.  He lifted the cold, damp bottle to his pounding forehead for a moment before taking a long drink, glancing at the clock. He was dead tired and needed sleep, but he wanted to avoid another quarrel. Another half hour. She'd be asleep by then

What he couldn't avoid, much as he tried, were those ever-present thoughts. It ain't Alma's fault and it ain't about her job.  The beer was cool and refreshing, but there were needs inside of him that couldn't be quenched. 

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 18, 2007, 08:32:03 am

     Ditch licked his lips.  “She’s somethin ain’t she?  Like to squeeze them melons.”
     “Damn sight better than that old roaster we dumped at Seminoe Reservoir.”
     “Shut up, Ludd.  Always  braggin, always a big mouth boaster, you gone a get us both canned.”
     “Here’s your drinks fellas.”  Trudy sat down two coasters, two beers, two shots.   She tugged her top where it had ridden down and blushed.  “I ought a know better than to wear this silly thing.”
     Ludd raised his shotglass and smiled.  “That there’s deservin of a toast.  I’ll be toaster...  Here’s to you and your... tips.” 
     Ditch choked. 


     100 words
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Post by: mariez on August 18, 2007, 03:19:23 pm
......I'll have to give it a go .... sticking to exactly 100 words should be quite a challenge!

Susie  (http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_1_201.gif)

Yep, I think the strict definition of a drabble is 100 words, but we're a little more relaxed here at Drabblefest - anything up to around 300 words is fine - so please do give it a try and don't let the 100 word thing stop you (although I have to say it can be fun trying to hit that exactly  ;). 


 ....     Ludd raised his shotglass and smiled.  “That there’s deservin of a toast.  I’ll be toaster...  Here’s to you and your... tips.” 
     Ditch choked. 

You do have a way with words, Clyde.   ;D

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 18, 2007, 03:22:19 pm
For any Saturday drabblers out there, let's try:


Have fun!

Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 18, 2007, 04:52:19 pm

     Ludd Craven’s muscular hand pounded Hobbs scrawny back.  “Sorry miss, Ditch don’t drink much.  He’ll be alright.”
       “I can get him some water.”
       “No, thanks, t’ain’t necessary.”
       “If you’re sure.”  She headed back toward the bar.
       Craven bent in close.  “You’re callin attention to us.  You better quench this nonsense right now.  I ain’t gone a quarrel about it.”  He grabbed Hobbs wrist, gave a sharp twist. 
       Hobbs gasped. 
      “Nobody around here’s the wiser.  Nobody’s gone a be.  We gone a find us some living quarters and a respectable lookin job.  Gone a lay low til we see what’s what.”


      100 words
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 19, 2007, 12:09:55 pm
Hey drabblers,

How about for Sunday:


Have fun!

L
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 19, 2007, 03:13:28 pm

      Ennis and Mattie Twist were at the kitchen table when Mrs. P. and Wylie came down from Jack’s room.  Wylie nodded at the funerary container.  “You goin a Brokeback?”
       Ennis looked into clear blue eyes and swallowed hard.  “What?”
      “Scattered up on Brokeback, that’s what Uncle Jack wanted, wasn’t it?”
      “I’d love to see Brokeback Mountain Ennis, you’ve talked so much about it.”
      “Mrs P...”  Ennis looked helpless.  “Truck won’t make it.  Them uneven roads.  There’s a breakdown, its parts probably obsolete.”
      “Simmer down you two, leave him be.  No need bein strict, give poor Ennis some time to think.”

      100 words
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Post by: mariez on August 19, 2007, 09:38:54 pm
...       Ennis looked into clear blue eyes and swallowed hard.  “What?”
      “Scattered up on Brokeback, that’s what Uncle Jack wanted, wasn’t it?”
...

Oh, my - I'm getting teary already.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 19, 2007, 09:44:54 pm
Priceless

The rich surely were different.  Fayette called it "antiquing," but Jack thought it was scavenging old junk.  He made his way around a baby carriage and a reproduction "Venus di Milo" and his eyes passed over a pocket watch in the glass case and zeroed in on the harmonica.  He bent to look more closely.  His harmonica had to be older than that one! Wait until he told Ennis that a priceless antique was serenading him.  He almost laughed out loud imagining Ennis's retort.  As he played out the banter in his mind, his spirits lifted and his heart warmed.

~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: mariez on August 20, 2007, 12:27:51 pm
These prompts pretty much describe my day so far:


Hope y'all are having a better day  :)
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 20, 2007, 02:39:17 pm



         Jack and Ennis were on the trail early on Monday, it was early and the night had been very wet.. It wasn't raining, but it was chill to the bone, and dreary.  Jack leaned into the wind, asking Ennis  "had he camped out before on a wetter weekend?"  Ennis was used to this kind of
weather, and said, "no Jack, but I would rather be campin with you when its rainin cats and dogs,
than to be home, by a fire warm alone." 
         Jack smiled, and all of a sudden he didn't mind the weather as much,  saying out loud
"What a day."

100 wds
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Post by: Cameron on August 20, 2007, 06:59:36 pm
(Marie, the day was the same here too. Hope yours got better.  Back to 'The Neighbor'....)


After the Storm

(August 1986)
Ennis finally joined Tom in the diner.  “Hey, what took ya so long?  I was afraid you were washed away by that rain.”  Tom said, glancing at Ennis walking to the table.  Ennis didn’t answer.  He looked Tom and sat down, picking up the stained menu on the table.

“That sure was somethin’, that rain was worse that cats and dogs, it was rainin’ elephants.” Tom said, and laughed to himself.  Ennis smiled, and kept his eyes on Tom.

“Whatya havin’?”  the waitress asked as she come over, an older women with bleached hair and kind brown eyes.  Tom ordered for both of them, Ennis still didn’t say a word.  The waitress came back in what seemed like a minute with their coffee and their eggs.  “Sure is a beautiful day” she said, winking at Ennis.  But he didn’t notice her, he was staring at Tom.

“So, are we goin’ on?”  Tom asked “or are we just goin' back?  Hell, I don’t even remember what day today is, seems like we’ve been drivin' for months."

 “It’s Monday” Ennis said quietly, now staring into his coffee.  But he didn’t answer Tom’s  question.  They soon finished the breakfast and went outside.  It was no longer raining, but it was still dark and dreary out.  Ennis got into the driver’s seat of the truck, Tom sat down next to him. 

“So what is it goin’ to be?  We gotta decide.  Hey, you haven’t said a word.  What’s goin' on?”

Ennis didn’t reply.  He just took Tom’s hand in his, squeezed it tight, then brought it to his lips.  He tenderly kissed Tom’s hand, and then held it in both of his own hands.  He still didn’t answer.  He just sat there, staring at Tom.
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 20, 2007, 09:15:57 pm
Priceless

 Wait until he told Ennis that a priceless antique was serenading him.   
Marie,

Hopefully Ennis will have a smart remark about already knowing that Jack was a priceless antique!   :laugh:


   "no Jack, but I would rather be campin with you when its rainin cats and dogs,
than to be home, by a fire warm alone." 
 

Janice,

If Ennis had only said that.


Ennis didn’t reply.  He just took Tom’s hand in his, squeezed it tight, then brought it to his lips.  He tenderly kissed Tom’s hand, and then held it in both of his own hands.  He still didn’t answer.  He just sat there, staring at Tom.


Marl,

Sometimes there's better ways of saying something than words, isn't there?

Chrissie,

Ennis isn't the only one that cant afford anything from Hamley's.
Have you seen their prices lately!!!

Suziebell,

Thanks for pointing that out, I'll see If I can't help keep things from getting confusing.



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Post by: Clyde-B on August 21, 2007, 08:55:56 am

      According to John Twist’s pocket watch, kept safely in Mattie Twist’s apron pocket, it was late.  They decided to sleep on it until morning.  Ennis and Mrs. P. would spend the night.
      Outside, they said goodbyes to Wylie.  Mrs. P. marvelled at the sky full of stars, saying at home she was lucky to see just Venus.
      Mattie offered Ennis Jack’s old room but he said he’d feel more comfortable on the couch.  It was soon made up as a bed covered with a clean sheet pulled from the old wicker basket that had once served as Jack’s baby carriage.


     100 words
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Post by: mariez on August 21, 2007, 12:31:29 pm
 ... "no Jack, but I would rather be campin with you when its rainin cats and dogs,
than to be home, by a fire warm alone." 

That's so sweet, Janice, and so true.


.....
Ennis didn’t reply.  He just took Tom’s hand in his, squeezed it tight, then brought it to his lips.  He tenderly kissed Tom’s hand, and then held it in both of his own hands.  He still didn’t answer.  He just sat there, staring at Tom.

Yes, Clyde is right - words are often insufficient.


Marie,
Hopefully Ennis will have a smart remark about already knowing that Jack was a priceless antique!   :laugh:

 :laugh:  You know me well, Clyde.  I had the exact thought when I was writing!

 .... Mattie offered Ennis Jack’s old room but he said he’d feel more comfortable on the couch.  It was soon made up as a bed covered with a clean sheet pulled from the old wicker basket that had once served as Jack’s baby carriage.

Love the idea of J&E "sharing" that sheet.  Lovely, Clyde.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 21, 2007, 12:32:46 pm
Happy Tuesday, drabblers:  Let's try:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 21, 2007, 03:03:22 pm
Locked Doors

Jack made his way clumsily up the walk and stumbled on the front step.  He pulled his keychain from his pocket and shook his head slightly, trying to clear his mind of his beer and whiskey night. Damn. The light above the door was out again and he couldn't see for shit.  How had he accumulated so many keys anyway?  House keys, office keys, storage building keys, green keys, blue keys, and what the hell were those little ones for? 

He finally found the key, but rested his head against the door before he went in, a wave of despair washing over him as he felt the weight of all those keys in his hand.  The keys that opened doors to nowhere and to no one.  The key to that little cow and calf operation wasn't on his keychain, and that was the only one he had ever wanted. 

~~~~~~~
150 Words
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Post by: Cameron on August 21, 2007, 09:07:25 pm
The Glistening Road

(August 1986)
Ennis just sat there, holding Tom’s hand.  Tom stared at him, but he didn’t say a word.  The clouds were still covering the sky, but there were now breaks in them from which the sun was starting to shine through.  Ennis looked at Tom, then he looked ahead at the road leading out of the town, glistening from the rain and the new light.

“So what are we goin’ to do now” Tom asked, quietly.

“I don’t know” Ennis replied.  “Whatever you decide, fine with me.”

“I know what” Tom said.  “Let’s just drive, another fifty miles or so on this road.  We’ll see what’s there, we’ll see what there is to see, and then we will decide.”

Ennis didn’t answer, he released Tom’s hand, took the keys out of the his pocket, and started the truck.  He pulled the truck onto the road, and began driving away.  They left the town behind them.  Neither of them noticed the waitress, who had come outside of the diner and watched them as they sat in the truck and then drove away.

“You never told me” Ennis said, slowly and quietly.  “In all this time now, you never did tell me.”

Tom didn’t look at Ennis, he stared out of the window, as they drove past a field with several horses lazily milling about, ignoring the two young men standing and smoking near them.

Tom stared at the young men as they drove by, then he looked at Ennis and then he closed his eyes.  “Too many things you still didn’t tell me” Tom said.

“But I need to know, you knew about me, back then, you never, ever told me how.” 

Tom looked back at the field at the horses and the young men.  He rubbed his arm, as if there was an itch, or another sensation that just wouldn’t go away.  Then he closed his eyes again.

“Why won’t you ever tell me?” Ennis asked, as they went forward on the glistening road.
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 22, 2007, 12:07:48 am

     Shirtless at full gallop, Ennis riding Cigar Butt, Jack astride Blue Monday.  Hooves spraying water, grass soaked from raining cats and dogs.  Jack taunting, “C’mon slowpoke.” 
     At Deadman’s Rift, Jack dismounted, faced the setting sun at cliff’s edge.   Ennis, rushed up behind, wrapped Jack in his arms, hugged their warm bodies close.   Together they stared into the dreary chasm at two coyotes fighting over blood-soaked prey.  Wind rushed up, pushed them back, stilled, the sun went red, Jack turned.

    The funerary container clunked off the couch.  Ennis awoke panting, heart beating wildly.  Something wrong;  Something terrifying.  Something about Jack’s face. 

    100 words
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Post by: mariez on August 22, 2007, 01:48:15 pm
.......
“Why won’t you ever tell me?” Ennis asked, as they went forward on the glistening road.
I focus so much on Ennis, I keep forgetting that Tom has some things to share as well.


     Shirtless at full gallop, Ennis riding Cigar Butt, Jack astride Blue Monday.  Hooves spraying water, grass soaked from raining cats and dogs.  Jack taunting, “C’mon slowpoke.” 
     At Deadman’s Rift, Jack dismounted, faced the setting sun at cliff’s edge.   Ennis, rushed up behind, wrapped Jack in his arms, hugged their warm bodies close.   Together they stared into the dreary chasm at two coyotes fighting over blood-soaked prey.  Wind rushed up, pushed them back, stilled, the sun went red, Jack turned.

    The funerary container clunked off the couch.  Ennis awoke panting, heart beating wildly.  Something wrong;  Something terrifying.  Something about Jack’s face. 
OMG, what images you've given us.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 22, 2007, 01:50:13 pm
Popping in with some Wednesday prompts:


 :)
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 22, 2007, 02:10:13 pm
Hey Marie, thanks for keeping things going! Drabblers...please join in!

And I hope all of the regulars on this thread will join us for the open house on Friday, August 24th. We'll be serving appetizers! Details are in the first message, stickied on top of the board.

Leslie
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Post by: mariez on August 22, 2007, 07:37:58 pm
(Open House sounds like a lot of fun, L!)


Insert Tab A...

"Maybe I should ask my sister if they still have the instruction manual." Alma looked puzzled as she surveyed all the pieces, one hand resting on the top of her rounded belly.

Ennis snorted.  "Alma, I ain't never read instructions in my life."

"But, honey, it's the first time you've put a baby crib together, it's not like –"

He reached for the screwdriver. "First time for everything – always done just fine figuring things out on my own." Memories rushed back unbidden, and he turned away as a flush of heat spread through him. Nope. No instruction manual needed.

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 22, 2007, 08:56:16 pm
Marie, you have written some some really really fabulous drabbles.

I just needed to say that.

L
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Post by: Clyde-B on August 22, 2007, 10:06:14 pm
      Wylie was back first thing in the morning.  “Tell you what, I’ll drive.”
      “Pickup won’t hold us all.”  Ennis sopped up his eggs.
      “My F-150 SuperCab will.”
      “It’s a overnight stay.”
      “Packed cousin Jack’s old tent and my new one, camp stove too.”
      “Kid, you’re like a bear with an itch.”
       Mattie’s eyes teared up.  “I’m not goin.  Ranch needs tendin.”  She sighed.  “I said my goodbyes a long time ago.  This trip is for you folks... and Jack.”
       Mrs. P. put her arm around Mattie’s shoulders.  Ennis looked tense.
       Wylie held up his keys.  “We goin or not?”


       100 words
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Post by: mariez on August 23, 2007, 01:15:30 pm
            Mattie’s eyes teared up.  “I’m not goin.  Ranch needs tendin.”  She sighed.  “I said my goodbyes a long time ago.  This trip is for you folks... and Jack.”

Sniff.  And they're bringing Jack's old tent. 

Marie

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Post by: mariez on August 23, 2007, 01:17:17 pm
In honor of tomorrow's Open House  :):


Marie
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Post by: Dagi on August 23, 2007, 02:46:33 pm
Hey Drabblers,

I´m enjoying this thread so much, thanks for all these wonderful little pieces!

Dagi
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 23, 2007, 03:18:29 pm
Lazy L Farm, Quanah, TX
August, 1981

“Ya know Ennis,” said Jack, “in a few weeks it will five years since you became the official owner of the Lazy L.”

Ennis nodded. “Yeah, I was thinkin a that the other day.”

“Mebbe we could do somethin ta celebrate…have a party or somethin. Like an open house.”

Ennis looked at Jack, surprised. “A party? I ain’t much for socializin. What would we do for food?”

“I dunno. Keep it simple. Make it a pot luck. Ask folks to bring stuff, appetizers or whatever.”

Ennis thought for a minute, then looked carefully at Jack. “Cowboy, I’m not sure I am ready ta let the whole town of Quanah know how we’re livin out here.”

“Well, we could pick and choose who we’d invite…”

“Yeah…tell ya what, Jack. Give me some time ta get used ta the idea, okay? Then mebbe we can do it.”

“Okay…any idea when that will be?”

Ennis looked into the distance over Jack’s shoulder. “Oh, I dunno…mebbe in 1986 or thereabouts?”

Jack nodded. “Works for me. I ain’t goin nowhere.”

(177 words)
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Post by: mariez on August 23, 2007, 03:45:42 pm
Hey Drabblers,

I´m enjoying this thread so much, thanks for all these wonderful little pieces!
Dagi

Nice to see you, Dagi - thanks for stopping by!


Lazy L Farm, Quanah, TX
August, 1981
......
Ennis looked into the distance over Jack’s shoulder. “Oh, I dunno…mebbe in 1986 or thereabouts?”

Jack nodded. “Works for me. I ain’t goin nowhere.”

1986. LOL!  Nope, ain't goin nowhere.  That's for sure.  I love these guys.   :)  Thanks, L.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 23, 2007, 03:49:16 pm
A Curve in the Road

Supper had been potluck tonight; Mama and Daddy still hadn't returned from their yearly trip to see the banker.  They ate in silence, and he couldn't help noticing how often his sister's eyes veered to the window, her head tilting slightly as she listened for the old pick-up on the gravel drive. There was still no sign of them by dark when he got ready for bed and the sound of his siblings' voices, hushed and indistinguishable, made his stomach clench.

By the time the deputy approached the open door of the old ranch house, the die had been cast. There was only one curve on Dead Horse Road, but this would be only one of many times Ennis del Mar would have to stand what he could not fix. 

~~~~~~~
130 Words
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Post by: Lumière on August 23, 2007, 09:15:36 pm
Greetings ladies & gents.

I got a dabble today!  :)



All this teasin'...

Ennis looked over his shoulder at the house and smiled at the fine-looking sight that greeted him.  Jack was leaning against the door post - his strong hand roaming leisurely along the trail of fine, dark hair on his firm belly; his jeans were riding low on his hips and he wore a devil-may-care, sassy smile on his lips.  Fuck.  At this rate, there is no way he would ever be able to get anything done, what with Jack hanging around teasing the way he was carrying on.

In a few short moments, Ennis could feel Jack’s persistent hand traveling down his open fly.  He could feel the sensations spread all over his body as he pressed himself onto the pleasuring hand.  He was just about to call out his lover’s name when –

“Ennis?”  His eyes flew open when Alma spoke softly as she leaned in closer to him, her left hand buried in his shorts.  “I think this is working.  Maybe we can try again tonight?”


~167 words
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Post by: cwby30 on August 23, 2007, 10:52:18 pm
Circle JE Ranch, sometime


"Jack, cut that out. Ain't gonna do it out here in the open."

"Ah, c'mon, Babe, just for me? Huh? Just this time. We ain't never done it like this before in the yard, no one's around, just you and me, no one'll see or know, so let's do it."

"No way, nope, gonna head back inta the house and we can do it in there."

"You're afraid you'll like it, that's what it is, isn't it?  Afraid you'll wanta do it over and over again out here, all summer long.  Ennis is afrai-d, Ennis is afra-id, Ennis..."

"Dammit, only one way to shut yer fool mouth up, isn't there?"

"Yup."

"Ain't gonna take no fer an answer, are ya?"

"Nope."

"Well, okay, I'll do it, but only ta shut ya up, understand.  Here goes.  But don't blame me if I burn them steaks on this here 'highbachee' thing. If I do, it'll be yer fault we have to have potluck instead of porterhouse tonite."


Word count: 168 [so, I'm making up for not posting for awhile. And, thanks to Leslie for the idea.]
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 24, 2007, 06:45:49 am
Morning all,

This is the way I feel, so have at it:


L
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 24, 2007, 08:57:22 am
Brokeback Mountain
Summer 1963

Ennis was drunk and Jack was not far behind. It was moments like this, when they had consumed too much Old Rose that they got silly and playful and Jack usually decided he could sing. “Water-walkin Jesus!” he'd shout at the top of his lungs, the words reverberating off the mountains.

“Shut the fuck up,” said Ennis, throwing some dirt at Jack’s head. “You’ll scare the sheep.”

“You pick the song then,” said Jack. “I can sing anythin. I know all the words.”

“I bet the fuck ya don’t,” said Ennis, hitching up his pants and leaning back. “Lemme think.” He paused for a minute, then, in a high falsetto:

You don’t remember me
But I remember you
It was not long ago
You broke my heart in two

Tears on my pillow
Stains on my sheets
Caused by you….yooooouuuuu…..


“What the fuck?” said Jack, falling off his log and rolling on the ground, doubling over in laughter.

“What?” said Ennis, proud of his accomplishment, remembering the words to the Little Anthony and the Imperials hit from 1958.

“It’s ‘pain in my heart’ you stupid fuck. Not ‘stains on my sheets.’”

“Really?” said Ennis, perplexed. “Stains on my sheets is more realistic, don’t ya think?”

Jack continued to howl with laughter. “Ya really think they’d play ‘stains on my sheets’ on the radio? Holy Christ, Ennis, use yer head.”

“Fuck that, then,” said Ennis, his head hanging down. “Yer the one who asked me ta sing. Yer gonna make fun a me, I ain’t singin no more.” He crossed his arms and looked resolute.

Jack crawled on his hands and knees to were Ennis was sitting on his log. He reached for his lover’s hips and then with a wink, began to sing:

The clock downstairs was striking four
Couldn't get you off my mind...
I heard the milkman at the door..
Cause I was tossin and turning
Turning and tossin
Tossin and turnin all the night..


(333 words)
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Post by: mariez on August 24, 2007, 12:52:50 pm
Hey, this place was hopping overnight!   :)


......
Ennis looked over his shoulder at the house and smiled at the fine-looking sight that greeted him.  Jack was leaning against the door post - his strong hand roaming leisurely along the trail of fine, dark hair on his firm belly; his jeans were riding low on his hips and he wore a devil-may-care, sassy smile on his lips.  Fuck.  At this rate, there is no way he would ever be able to get anything done, what with Jack hanging around teasing the way he was carrying on.
Hot Damn - that is quite a picture!  Big Sigh that it's a dream (and a gold star for the great use of the "open" prompt!   ;D)  So happy to see you, M!


....
"You're afraid you'll like it, that's what it is, isn't it?  Afraid you'll wanta do it over and over again out here, all summer long.  Ennis is afrai-d, Ennis is afra-id, Ennis..."
Hee-hee.  Too funny.  Always great to read one of your drabbles, cwby.   :)

.....
“I bet the fuck ya don’t,” said Ennis, hitching up his pants and leaning back. “Lemme think.” He paused for a minute, then, in a high falsetto:

You don’t remember me
But I remember you
It was not long ago
You broke my heart in two

Tears on my pillow
Stains on my sheets
Caused by you….yooooouuuuu…..
 
Ennis singing Little Anthony?  Stains on my sheets?   :laugh:  Gawd, I love this, L!  (Sorry about your night.)

Thanks, all
Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 24, 2007, 01:00:17 pm
The Cold Light of Day

The morning light crept into the room as Alma stared at the ceiling.  Both girls had ended up in bed with her, tossing and turning, but she wouldn't have slept a wink anyway.  She shut her eyes tightly in a futile attempt to stop the images that ran through her mind in an endless loop, her body paralyzed with fear and confusion.   

But….maybe she had slept? Rising gently around her babies, she stumbled through the doorway, heart racing. Toothbrush - gone.  Knapsack - gone.  Fishing tackle - gone.  So… not a crazy dream, after all, but a real life nightmare.

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Post by: Lumière on August 24, 2007, 03:22:41 pm
Hey, this place was hopping overnight!   :)

Hot Damn - that is quite a picture!  Big Sigh that it's a dream (and a gold star for the great use of the "open" prompt!   ;D)  So happy to see you, M!

Cheers Marie!
 It's been a while, ain't it?  So good to see ya too!  8)
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 25, 2007, 08:14:46 am
Morning all,


L
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 26, 2007, 07:19:20 am
Not a single drabble yesterday! Were the prompts that uninspiring? LOL. Or maybe everyone was just busy enjoy these late summer days. I know I had a busy day bringing my daughter home from camp. No drabbling for me!

Let's see if these inspire folks today...

L
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Post by: mariez on August 26, 2007, 08:09:08 pm
No such thing as uninspiring prompts, L!  :)  I know I've had a very hectic weekend myself.  But it's only 8:00 p.m., maybe I still have some time to get my mind in drabble mode .....

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 26, 2007, 10:50:42 pm
The Best Laid Plans

He told himself he'd have one smoke before getting out of the truck, but 20 minutes later he still hadn't moved. He missed his li'l darlins something awful and wished he could be alone with them today.  Monroe was decent enough, but the fact that his girls were living under another man's roof stuck in his craw. 

He fidgeted with the unfamiliar tie, smoothed his hair, and took a deep breath.  He was determined to be a happy Daddy in front of the girls, but maybe he wouldn't have to pretend.  It was Thanksgiving, after all.  How bad could it be? 

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100 Words
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Post by: mariez on August 27, 2007, 12:25:29 pm
Okay, drabblers, how about these prompts to start off the work week:


 :)
Marie
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Post by: Cameron on August 27, 2007, 03:38:25 pm

The Distant Hills

(August 2004)
Ennis and the Artist stood at the top of the hill.  They could see everything, the hill had the highest altitude for miles around, or so it seemed.  It was a bright sunny day, but there was a cool breeze blowing.  Ennis could feel it rushing onto his warm face, as he looked towards the hills off in the distance.  Those hills were shrouded in fog, even on this clear day.  Ennis and the Artist had reached the top of the hill after a long, quiet hike, past meadows and rushing streams.  The Artist stared down to the valley below them.

“You know what I’m thinking? the Artist asked, with the intense look on his face.

Ennis glanced at him, but didn’t answer.

“What I was thinking was that, how close I am, but how far you are.”

“From what?”  Ennis asked, still looking towards the hills.

The Artist turned to Ennis, his pale eyes lost in the brightness of the sun.  He put one hand on Ennis’s shoulder, and the other hand on Ennis’s waist.

“I am so glad we finally decided to come here” the Artist said, pulling Ennis close.  His lips were warm, his hands both firm and gentle.  Ennis kept his eyes on the farthest hills, fading into the sky.  But then he closed his eyes, and felt the hands, and tasted the lips.  But then he suddenly pulled himself away.

“Far from what?  Ennis asked again, as the distant hills disappeared behind the mist.
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Post by: mariez on August 27, 2007, 04:09:40 pm
The Distant Hills
.......

The Artist turned to Ennis, his pale eyes lost in the brightness of the sun. 

Lovely, Marl.  This sentence struck me especially.  You've endowed the Artist with an almost mystical presence.
(Will there be more of The Neighbor?)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 27, 2007, 04:12:14 pm
Out of the Blue:
The Perfect Prescription*


He tugged on his shirt collar and wiped his brow as he headed out the door and down the stairs, but found he couldn't take another step.  He leaned over, gripping his knees for support, trying to take short breaths to relieve the dizziness and suffocation. Christ. He hated this, the way it hit him so hard and out of the blue. 

His daddy used to talk about mountain sickness, but this, whatever this was, must be the opposite.  Because there were three things he needed to cure it:  a cool breeze, a high altitude, and, most of all, Jack.   

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*Thanks to Janice (ifyoucan'tfixit)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 27, 2007, 04:17:57 pm


       Very thought provoking Marl.  very much a mysterious relationship.

       Poor Ennis:  Marie, Jack sickness...take two weeks and a few starry nights.  And see if thats a.
       Perfect prescription.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 27, 2007, 04:35:13 pm
                                               Perspicacity

      " Junior," Jennie asked, "did ya ever make-believe that mama and daddy was still together?"
They lay in the small bed in Alma and Monroe's house.  Junior thought and thought for a while, and
Jennie thought she had gone to sleep.  She was so quiet and still.  Then about the time she figured she wasn't going to get a reply. 
         Junior said, quietly, so no one could hear her but Jenny.  "Well yeah I used to.  But not anymore.  Daddy was not the marryin kind Jenny.  He likes to do stuff with men and not us girls, like you and me and mama.  He is happiest going on his fishing trips.  His huntin trips and stuff with his friend Jack.  Mama don't like doin that kinda stuff.
          She can go to the church, and shopping and things with Monroe now.  She likes that kinda stuff better.  So I guess they are both better "off" now."

153wds 
        
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Post by: mariez on August 27, 2007, 08:23:01 pm
...... Jack sickness...take two weeks and a few starry nights.  And see if thats a.
       Perfect prescription.

OMG, Janice - that's a great drabble in itself!  In fact, I like "perfect prescription" so much, I'm going to add it to my title!   ;)


                                               Perspicacity
 . . . . . .
         Junior said, quietly, so no one could hear her but Jenny.  "Well yeah I used to.  But not anymore.  Daddy was not the marryin kind Jenny.  He likes to do stuff with men and not us girls, like you and me and mama.  He is happiest going on his fishing trips.  His huntin trips and stuff with his friend Jack.  Mama don't like doin that kinda stuff.
          She can go to the church, and shopping and things with Monroe now.  She likes that kinda stuff better.  So I guess they are both better "off" now."

A wise girl, that Junior.  And another great title, Janice. 

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 27, 2007, 11:36:27 pm
 


      hehehe sure Marie go ahead,, im flattered//
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Post by: Cameron on August 28, 2007, 12:30:05 am
Thank you so much, Marie and Janice!!!
The prompts were perfect for the Artist to come back today, but the Neighbor will go on and on. ::)


Great drabbles today, from both of you. ;D
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Post by: mariez on August 28, 2007, 12:53:08 pm
Some prompts from my day, so far:   :-\


Hope your day is better!  :)

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 28, 2007, 01:45:03 pm
My first time to hit exactly one hundred words! Enjoy!



Lazy L Farm, Quanah, TX
Date unknown

“Who was Murphy?”

“Which Murphy?” said Jack.

“You know, the Murphy of Murphy’s law, the law of aggravatin shit.”

Jack shrugged. “I have no fuckin clue, En. Mebbe he’s related to the Murphy’s bed Murphy.”

“The Murphy’s bed Murphy?”

“Yeah, y’know, those beds that fold up inta the wall. In fact,” he mused, “mebbe the Murphy’s bed Murphy invented Murphy’s law when he got folded up inta the wall because believe you me, that is some aggravatin shit!”

Ennis looked at Jack, shaking his head. “You are a piece of work, Jack fuckin Twist.”

“Don’t blame me. You started it.”

(100 words)
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Post by: cwby30 on August 28, 2007, 02:30:30 pm
Circle JE Ranch, sometime.

The cool evening breeze swept across the campsite, bringing soft scents of pine, lake water, and everything else forest.  He loved this time of day high up in the shadows of the towering mountains.  Closing his eyes, he could easily conjure up images of their first weeks together, lazing by the fire, working the sheep, talking about all things that came to mind, making love - yeah, that's what it was even then - in that musty tent, but especially that early morning hug before work broke them apart for another few hours.  He wiped the tears from his eyes, blaming it on the smoke, and shivered.  If only... but if wishes were horses, he'd have a bigger herd right now. 

"Babe, you alright?" The voice broke through his rememberings, and the hand on the back of his neck brought warmth to the intense chill he'd felt coursing through him.

"Ya," he replied. Looking down he interlaced the fingers of his right hand with the those on the right hand of the blue-eyed man he shared his life with.  "Never been better.  We should come back more often."
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Post by: Penthesilea on August 28, 2007, 02:37:20 pm
“Yeah, y’know, those beds that fold up inta the wall. In fact,” he mused, “mebbe the Murphy’s bed Murphy invented Murphy’s law when he got folded up inta the wall because believe you me, that is some aggravatin shit!”


He he.

I didn't know that these kinds of beds are called Murphy's bed. You live and learn.

And I LOVE it when Jack call Ennis "En"  :).

Congrats on 100.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 28, 2007, 04:26:05 pm
                                          The dreaded Murphy Bed

       "  I once slept on a Murphy bed," Jack said as he lay back on the bedroll with Ennis.  "But you know what?  I would gladly sleep on that damned thing right now instead of this hard fuckin cold
ground."  Ennis opened one sleepy eye, raising his eyebrow, and having a grin start to form around the edges of his mouth.  "Well Jack, if you can figure some way to get one of them things up here, and find a place in this here tent for it...Ill gladly sleep on it with ya..."  Jack just smiled, and turned over to go to sleep.  Then said "there outta be a law!"
 

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Post by: mariez on August 28, 2007, 07:27:43 pm
My first time to hit exactly one hundred words! Enjoy!
 ........
“Yeah, y’know, those beds that fold up inta the wall. In fact,” he mused, “mebbe the Murphy’s bed Murphy invented Murphy’s law when he got folded up inta the wall because believe you me, that is some aggravatin shit!”
:laugh: :laugh:  I needed your boys today, Leslie.  Thanks!  And Yay! for the 100 Words! 


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"Ya," he replied. Looking down he interlaced the fingers of his right hand with the those on the right hand of the blue-eyed man he shared his life with.  "Never been better.  We should come back more often."
cwby, your drabbles always leave me happy.   :)


.....  "Well Jack, if you can figure some way to get one of them things up here, and find a place in this here tent for it...Ill gladly sleep on it with ya..."  Jack just smiled, and turned over to go to sleep.  Then said "there outta be a law!"   
Nothing like some Jack and Ennis banter!   ;D


I'm glad my crappy day inspired some great drabbles.   :laugh:

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 28, 2007, 07:33:10 pm
Jack's Law

He scraped the mud off the bottom of his boots as best he could and looked at the coffee stains on his shirt. Damn. How could they look worse than before?  Making a dash through the pouring rain he checked his watch; he was late and Bobby's teacher already had an attitude toward him.  Murphy's Law was kicking his ass today, for sure.   

But a smile lit his face as he thought of yesterday's postcard. "…. see you on the 15th…."  Fuck Murphy.  Nothing in this world could keep him from his fishing trip next month.  That was Jack's Law.

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100 Words
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Post by: notBastet on August 28, 2007, 08:38:32 pm
Marie - I hope you found something to smile about at the end of your crappy day (just like you found something for Jack to smile about in the rain)!

 :)
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Post by: mariez on August 28, 2007, 09:46:45 pm
Aww, thanks Kelly.  The great drabbles always make me smile, and your kind words sure did too!   :)

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 29, 2007, 07:51:36 am
Hi everyone,

For today:


L
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Post by: mariez on August 29, 2007, 12:25:57 pm
A Good Motto

He relished the presence of his girls, but always felt a little awkward on these weekends.   Junior was at the table, bent over her schoolwork, and he peeked over her shoulder cautiously. 

"Geography.  My teacher says some people can't find the U.S. on a map!" Junior shook her head in disbelief and laughed. "We're studying Texas now."

Ennis looked closely at the map Junior was coloring, focusing on the panhandle, and he couldn't help himself from touching the paper and smiling as he saw the words printed at the top, a lump forming in his throat.  Texas State Motto:  Friendship. 

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100 Words
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Post by: notBastet on August 29, 2007, 12:40:34 pm
A Good Motto

He relished the presence of his girls, but always felt a little awkward on these weekends.   Junior was at the table, bent over her schoolwork, and he peeked over her shoulder cautiously. 

"Geography.  My teacher says some people can't find the U.S. on a map!" Junior shook her head in disbelief and laughed. "We're studying Texas now."

Ennis looked closely at the map Junior was coloring, focusing on the panhandle, and he couldn't help himself from touching the paper and smiling as he saw the words printed at the top, a lump forming in his throat.  Texas State Motto:  Friendship. 


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100 Words


Marie!!!

That was great - somehow simultaneously cute, funny, happy, and heartbreaking!
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 29, 2007, 04:22:15 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
August 28, 2007

Ennis stood, leaning on the kitchen counter, watching Jack peel a peach. “Ya know,” he mused, “things have certainly changed a lot since you ‘n I started ranchin up together.”

Jack raised an eyebrow. “Yeah? What made ya think of that this time?”

Ennis pointed to the bowl. “Lookit that fruit salad yer makin. What’s in there? Peaches, strawberries, pineapple…what’s that green thing?”

“Ya mean this?” asked Jack, holding up a piece of neatly sliced fruit. “It’s a kiwi.”

“Kiwi. See? Growin up, fruit salad meant that stuff in the can with the slimy green grapes.” Jack nodded and Ennis continued. “In fact, I think you fed me that stuff in the can a few times yerself.”

“I prob’ly did. It’s what I grew up with too. But,” he said, picking up a mango and beginning to peel it. “Like you said…times change. People change. We changed.”

“We sure did. And I like ta think, for the better.”

Jack smiled at his husband. “For the better? No doubt about that, babe.”

(172 words)
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Post by: mariez on August 29, 2007, 06:13:12 pm
I'm glad you liked it, Kelly!  When I saw "geography," I just couldn't resist that finding-the-U.S.-on-a-map reference.   ;D


Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
August 28, 2007
.......
Jack smiled at his husband. “For the better? No doubt about that, babe.”

L, your boys own slice-of-life banter, no doubt about it.  And it's so true that something like fruit salad can be so indicative of the passage of time and positive changes!  (and I always love the "husband" references).   :)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 29, 2007, 06:39:17 pm

                                             Enough Time

          Ennis turned from the newspaper he was reading, and asked Jack. " You know where Andorra is Jack?"  "Not off hand cowboy, why do you wanta know?"  Well I am reading this here article in the paper, tells they have the longest life expectancy of any people in the world."  "Wow!!! Ennis thats pretty good.  Remember those guys we got our groceries from on Saturdays, up on Brokeback?  The Basques?  They are from Andorra."  "i I think its in the mountain area between France and Spain if I remember right from my geography ."   
           "Well I guess its not real practical to think about movin there then.  Too bad, that would give us more time."
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 30, 2007, 07:14:42 am
Hi everyone,


L
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Post by: mariez on August 30, 2007, 02:35:07 pm
                                             Enough Time

          Ennis turned from the newspaper he was reading, and asked Jack. " You know where Andorra is Jack?"  "Not off hand cowboy, why do you wanta know?"  Well I am reading this here article in the paper, tells they have the longest life expectancy of any people in the world."  "Wow!!! Ennis thats pretty good.  Remember those guys we got our groceries from on Saturdays, up on Brokeback?  The Basques?  They are from Andorra."  "i I think its in the mountain area between France and Spain if I remember right from my geography ."  
           "Well I guess its not real practical to think about movin there then.  Too bad, that would give us more time."

Janice, this is great.  So clever and a touching spin on "never enough time." 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 30, 2007, 04:25:56 pm
Simple Pleasures

Candy had always been a rare treat in the del Mar household, so when the minister's wife touched his shoulder gently and offered the bowl, he took the gumdrop automatically as he sat stiffly on the edge of the unfamiliar sofa. 

He stared at the floor as he tried to block the swirl of hushed voices surrounding him…two mortgages…foreclosure….social services... but the confusing words and phrases kept seeping through. 

The sticky sweetness offered no pleasure today; it only compounded the grief and fear that gripped him, and he felt his last fragile hold on the wonders of childhood slip away.

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100 Words
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Post by: MaineWriter on August 31, 2007, 07:10:27 am
Hi everyone,


L
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 31, 2007, 02:09:01 pm
                                 Return to Eden

        Ennis was getting his gear in order.  The horse blankets, the harness, checking for any cracks, and breaks in the reins.  These once in a blue moon trips, of more than a few days was being anticipated most anxiously.  He didn't want any injuries to horses or riders as a result of not paying close enough attention to things he could handle here. 
        He measured the precise length of the reins before the end, so they would have plenty of extra length after the hands grip.  He knew after so many repeated uses, the way Jack liked them, as well as his own preference.  It was only four more days, four days before the two full weeks, where they could stand at the jump off and watch the columbine and goldenrod swaying in the breeze, an hold the horses for a few precious moments, alight and take off.  Off on their "never enough time" time, in Brokeback their," eden."

155wds
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Post by: mariez on August 31, 2007, 02:26:05 pm
                                 Return to Eden

.......  It was only four more days, four days before the two full weeks, where they could stand at the jump off and watch the columbine and goldenrod swaying in the breeze, an hold the horses for a few precious moments, alight and take off.  Off on their "never enough time" time, in Brokeback their," eden."
Janice, this is just beautiful.  Eden, indeed.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 31, 2007, 02:29:20 pm
Enduring Presence

Jack laid the last 2" by 4" in place, lashed the rope, and climbed down the ladder. 

"What's next, Daddy?" Bobby was clutching his sleeping bag, bursting with excitement at the beginnings of his treehouse.

"Whoa, slow down, buddy," Jack laughed.  "Gotta long way to go."  He stepped back and surveyed the crude platform.  Hmmm…maybe not precisely even, but it would do. 

"It don't look right …" The words came out of nowhere, and Jack grabbed the tape measure with a smile before heading back up the ladder, comforted, as always, by the enduring presence in his heart and mind.

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100 Words
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on August 31, 2007, 03:40:29 pm



      Thanks Marie:  I like those little moments...not everything in life is a drama, just sweet times and musings.

       I love yours too... :-* :-* :-*
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 01, 2007, 09:32:37 am
Wow, you guys are doing great stuff lately!

Janice your short ones are little gems.  Cwyby30, Marie is right, you always make us smile.

To all of you, my apologies for disappearing so abruptly.  I didn't abandon you willingly, I'm one of the lucky Midwesterners that took a power hit last week, and when my electric came back my computer didn't, but I'm back in business now.

I'll rejoin you, if I'm still welcome.
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 01, 2007, 09:40:01 am
Of course you are welcome, Clyde! Glad to have you back.

EVERYONE is always welcome at the drabblefest...please join in!

L
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 01, 2007, 09:41:45 am
Hi everyone,

For today....


L
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on September 01, 2007, 09:48:53 am

      I am sorry to hear about your computer woes.  I think all of us can identify with those.  Yikes!!!\
welcome back.  It will be great to hear from you again... :)

       And thank you for the kind words.
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Post by: mariez on September 01, 2007, 02:52:01 pm
Clyde! Great to see you, bud.   :) We've missed you.  I'm in the midwest too, but luckily we only had a couple very brief power outages.  Sorry about your computer, but I'm glad you're back in business. 

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on September 01, 2007, 03:34:28 pm
                                          Are we alive, or Dead?

            "The weather outside is frightful"  that phrase kept running thru Jack's brain.  He and Ennis
had gotten caught in the impending storm as they were attempting to get everything put down for safety and dryness, when the hail hit full force...The lightning and thunder pelted the little tent they were laying in.  But they weren't very concerned by this time with the storm...The fire they were making was so "delightful,"  Ennis was pounding into Jack by this time to the degree that they both were on the edge of a blackout.  The rise in their need and desperation by that time was
all encompassing.  The pleasure was blocking out every other sense they had, except for the those electrically charged and tingling feelings. 
              He wondered as they lay in the aftermath of the coupling, did we get hit by lightning, or was that all us?    "Ennis?"  Jack said, when he could finally find his voice.  "You ok?"  "Yeah why?"  "Just wondered, if we were still alive or if we're dead?"
              "Wonder if that is what is meant by the" fire and brimstone" in the Bible?  If so I'm ready.  Brang it on!"
Ennis chuckled, saying "well if I am dead.  Heaven, or hell?   Its the place  I wanna be. "

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Post by: mariez on September 01, 2007, 08:48:12 pm

........"If that is what is meant by the" fire and brimstone" in the Bible, I am ready.  Bring it on."
Ennis chuckled, saying "well if I am dead.  Heaven, or hell?   Its the place  I want to be. 

Loved that!  I'm with them, bring it on!   :laugh:

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 01, 2007, 08:53:48 pm
Daddy's Girl

Ennis saw the pastor and his wife heading toward them, grabbed Junior's hand and crossed the street quickly. 

Junior was quiet for a moment.  "Daddy, what's brimstone?"   

He looked down at Junior, curiously.  "Uh….brimstone?"   

"Whenever Mama wants to go to church picnics, you say we can't go because of brimstone.  Does the pastor have brimstone, is it bad like measles? Sally Harper had measles and was out of school for a long time."

"Mmm….somethin like….how 'bout some ice cream, darlin?"  Damn. Junior never did miss much, and he always had the uncomfortable feeling she knew more than she was saying.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on September 01, 2007, 09:16:45 pm



         he he lets see him wriggle his way out of this one....     LOL

That disease your doctor wont tell you about!!!
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 02, 2007, 08:43:09 am
Marie, that was clever and cute. Thank you! And Janice, I enjoyed yours too.

For today:


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Post by: mariez on September 02, 2007, 10:30:39 pm
Lucky Gal

"That looks great, Mary Sue, thank you kindly."

Mary Sue's favorite customer gave her one of his heart-stopping smiles as she placed the extra-large slice of apple pie in front of him. She returned the smile and turned away slowly, reluctant to leave. Smiling, friendly, quick with a kind or funny word, he always made her day a little brighter.

He was alone today, but sometimes his wife came in too and, naturally, she was drop-dead gorgeous and rich to boot.  She sighed. What a perfect life they must have. Lureen Twist had to be the luckiest gal in Texas.

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Post by: fernly on September 02, 2007, 10:45:12 pm
Another lovely drabble, Marie. :D Thank you!

And a thank you to all the Drabblers - such a variety of stories to enjoy every day. :-*

Fern
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Post by: notBastet on September 03, 2007, 12:49:46 am
Flipping channels, Ennis happened to catch part of a talk show.  There was a lady on there, looked a bit like his sister, but actually reminded him more of Alma.  Talked nice, but you knew down deep she wasn’t happy. She was talking about adolescents, how different growing up was nowadays, how much more dangerous and scary the world was.  How you really needed to spend time with your kids, make sure they knew how to handle themselves, blah, blah, blah.
   
Screw that, Ennis thought. 

He chuckled a little, remembering.  He had done adolescence just fine.

The hard part was what came after.
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Post by: fernly on September 03, 2007, 01:08:08 am
from a prompt from a few days back...


October 6, 1968, full moon, eclipse

The shadow spread across the moon, like rust growing fast enough to see it eating into the side of an old white truck, already pocked and pitted with scrapes. Gashes and bullet holes blooming dark under the shadow's touch. He knew what it was, seen it before, changing the color of the air he breathed when it came in the day, but now, changing the light that played across the face of the man sleeping in his arms, coming as it was in the night. He tried to tell himself it was no more than the color of firelight, what he wanted to see, what had brought in this year and the last more peace than he'd thought ever possible for him -  the flickering gold light of the campfire across Jack's face, as he held him, close enough to be in the warmth, barely out of reach of the sparking embers. But this light was thick and red, spreading across Jack's face like blood from wounds Ennis couldn't find to staunch. That spread across his scarred hands as he pulled Jack tighter to him. That he couldn't hide either of them from, even here, away from everything. He stayed awake and waited for it to pass, telling himself it would, willing himself to just feel Jack breathe,  to just feel Jack's heart beating, steady and strong, against his arms.

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Post by: MaineWriter on September 03, 2007, 08:40:18 am
Morning all,

Since it is Labor Day here in the US, let's go with...


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Post by: mariez on September 03, 2007, 11:28:51 am
......
He chuckled a little, remembering.  He had done adolescence just fine.

The hard part was what came after.

Ain't that the truth!  That was excellent, Kelly, so very Ennis! :) 


from a prompt from a few days back...


October 6, 1968, full moon, eclipse

The shadow spread across the moon, like rust growing fast enough to see it eating into the side of an old white truck, already pocked and pitted with scrapes. Gashes and bullet holes blooming dark under the shadow's touch. He knew what it was, seen it before, changing the color of the air he breathed when it came in the day, but now, changing the light that played across the face of the man sleeping in his arms, coming as it was in the night. He tried to tell himself it was no more than color of firelight, what he wanted to see, what had brought in this year and the last more peace than he'd thought ever possible for him -  the flickering gold light of the campfire across Jack's face, as he held him, close enough to be in the warmth, barely out of reach of the sparking embers. But this light was thick and red, spreading across Jack's face like blood from wounds Ennis couldn't find to staunch. That spread across his scarred hands as he pulled Jack tighter to him. That he couldn't hide either of them from, even here, away from everything. He stayed awake and waited for it to pass, telling himself it would, willing himself to just feel Jack breathe,  to just feel Jack's heart beating, steady and strong, against his arms.

Fern, that was beyond amazing.  It's a joy to experience writing so exquisite. That will stay with me for a long time. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on September 03, 2007, 11:41:04 am
Just a quick note to let you all know I'm still enjoying your stories. Keep on drabbling  :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 03, 2007, 12:12:00 pm
Monday, September 3, 2007
Lazy L Ranch
Quanah, TX

Ennis swung his legs over the edge of the mattress, hoping not to disturb Jack, but he did, anyway. Jack reached out a hand and grabbed his wrist. “You don’t need ta get up so early,” he said. “It’s Labor Day…a holiday.”

“Horses ain’t gonna feed themselves,” said Ennis, looking back over his shoulder.

“Bobby’s comin in at 7.”

“I know, but…”

“But what? It’s 5:30, En. Come back to bed.”

“I don’t want you ta think I’m queer, here, Jack…”

“You are queer.”

“I mean corny queer, not queer queer. But anyway, I really miss Twister.” Just saying the name caused Ennis’s eyes to fill with tears.

“I know you do, babe. He was a good friend.”

Ennis nodded. “Yeah…and some mornings, I like ta go down ta the stable, when it’s all quiet, before Bobby’s there, and just look at his stall. Have a few good memories of my old friend.”

Jack smiled at Ennis, then let go of his husband’s wrist. “Give me a second to wake up. I’ll come with you.”

Ennis smiled, brushing his eyes with the back of his hand. “Thanks,” he said softly.

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Post by: Clyde-B on September 03, 2007, 09:34:43 pm

    It was decided.  They would go to Brokeback.  Wylie drove first,  he knew the way out of Lightning Flat like a man escaping prison.  Ennis rode shotgun, Mrs. P. sat behind next to the cooler of sandwiches and drinks Mattie Twist had packed.  Labor Day and the end of summer had long passed.  Kids in school, weather turning cold, campers, if any, would be sparse.
    Mrs. P. proved herself a real worker, driving the backroads as well as the paved.  Ennis took the wheel when they neared Signal; as if retracing a haunted pilgrimage, Jack’s ashes always by his side.


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Post by: mariez on September 04, 2007, 12:18:57 pm
Monday, September 3, 2007
Lazy L Ranch
Quanah, TX
......
“I mean corny queer, not queer queer. .....
:laugh:  Aww, Ennis, I love you!

Jack smiled at Ennis, then let go of his husband’s wrist. “Give me a second to wake up. I’ll come with you.”
Sniff.  Aww, Jack, I love you, too. 

Ain't nothin like the Lazy L boys.   :)


    It was decided.  They would go to Brokeback.  Wylie drove first,  he knew the way out of Lightning Flat like a man escaping prison.  Ennis rode shotgun, Mrs. P. sat behind next to the cooler of sandwiches and drinks Mattie Twist had packed.  Labor Day and the end of summer had long passed.  Kids in school, weather turning cold, campers, if any, would be sparse.
    Mrs. P. proved herself a real worker, driving the backroads as well as the paved.  Ennis took the wheel when they neared Signal; as if retracing a haunted pilgrimage, Jack’s ashes always by his side.
Masterful, as always, Clyde.  You may have had some time off, but you're not out of practice.  That last line is a killer.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 04, 2007, 12:20:11 pm
Are we all rested up and rarin' to go?   :)  How about these for today:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 04, 2007, 03:54:52 pm
Potent Combinations

Ennis felt simultaneously guilty and angry– the very worst combination. 

Dammitall.  How could he have known Francie would have another spell while he was away?  And worse yet, Junior was the one who'd given him the gory details: Francie gasping for breath, Mama's frantic phone calls, the middle-of-the-night trip in the strange car to see the doctor.

Alma still hadn't spoken and her silence rang more loudly in his ears than even the harshest accusations. Anything he did now was too little, too late. He sat heavily, shoulders slumped in defeat, thinking that it had all become too much to bear, when he heard Francie call for him.  He dashed into her room and saw her smiling face and outstretched arms, and as he gathered her up in a gentle hug, he felt her reassuring breath against his neck.  "Daddy."

Ennis felt simultaneously loved and needed– the very best combination. 
 
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Post by: Cameron on September 04, 2007, 08:36:08 pm

The Glare of the Sun

(October 1988)
Cassie shielded her eyes as she came out of the store.  It was a blindingly bright sunny afternoon.  The sun was huge and low, everything seemed to glow.  It almost was too much brightness.  Cassie walked to her car and looked down the empty sidewalk.  Not a person was out on the street, eerie for such a warm fall Saturday.  She opened the door to her car and began to get in, but then she heard a door close and people talking.  She couldn’t see them, she was blinded by the glare of the sun.

“You better drive, think I had too much beer.”

Cassie froze, but she felt her heart jump inside her.  She took a deep breath, and then another one, but it was too little and too late.  She felt her hands begin to shake like a leaf blown by a fierce wind.  It was a long, long time.  She wasn’t in town very often anymore.

“Yeah, that’s a good idea.”  .

Cassie stared, she could now see them walking towards her.  Her keys fell to the ground, but she wasn’t able to bend down to pick them up.  Suddenly, he stopped and stared right back at her.  “Hey…” she tried to say, but she couldn’t. 

“Hey” he said.  He turned to the man with the thick grey hair beside him, then he looked at her again.

“Hi” Cassie finally managed to say.

 
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 04, 2007, 10:41:49 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Date unknown

“I’m really really tired Jack.”

“Yeah, me too, En.”

“I feel like I done way too little today though…”

“Days like that happen. Go to bed, get plenty a sleep, you’ll feel better tomorrow.”

“Yeah but it ain’t too late…it’s only,” Ennis looked at his watch. “Eight o’clock.”

Jack shrugged. “You can go ta bed at eight. Don’t matter ta me.”

“Really?”

Jack nodded. “I might get ideas for too much stuff ta keep ya awake…after ya rested up a bit.”

Ennis looked at him with a smile. “See ya upstairs, cowboy.”

“Will do,” answered Jack, with a knowing wink.

(100 words)
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Post by: cwby30 on September 05, 2007, 01:08:20 am

I always thought he wanted a lot, but really it wasn't too much, and what I gave him was always too little, still he always came back for what I could give him, and now it's too late to give him what I should have given all along. So, I'll give him as much as I can for the rest of my life.   

"Jack, I swear..."
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 05, 2007, 08:22:33 am

     Ennis feared he’d forgotten too much, remembered too little.  Thin fingers of afternoon shadow crept across the forest floor, wrapped around the rocks and lodgepole pines before he found the access road that led to that fateful campsite where it all began.  Pavement faded to gravel, to twin ruts in a grassy dirt path.  The sky turned rose amber, shadowy silver clouds floated like silent inclusions above the grey green. 
    They parked near a small glade, Wylie jumped  out, headed toward the cargo box to unpack the tents.  Ennis stopped him.
   “That can wait.  Come on, it’s almost too late.” 


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Post by: MaineWriter on September 05, 2007, 10:39:59 am
Hi all,


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Post by: MaineWriter on September 05, 2007, 11:38:14 am
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
October 23, 1976

Ennis pushed his soup spoon in among the noodles, then lifted it to his mouth and took a sip. He nodded. “Tastes good Jack.”

“Ya think so?”

“Yeah…just like the chicken soup in the can.”

“No, it’s better…” He pointed to his bowl. “Look, the little bits a chicken are bigger.”

“Yeah, that’s true.”

“And I used a different kind a noodle.” Ennis nodded again. “And I put carrots in! Campbell’s ain’t got carrots!”

Ennis looked at his bowl then back at Jack. “How long did this take ya ta make Jack?”

“’Bout a day.”

“I can see why my momma was excited when they invented the stuff in the can.”

(111 words)
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Post by: Lumière on September 05, 2007, 02:19:53 pm
Howdy folks.  Got a dabble today .. :)


In Working Condition

Jack sneezed again and wrinkled his forehead in pain.  His head was throbbing and his temperature was running higher than he cared to admit.  He took a wobbly spoonful of the warm chicken soup from the bowl sitting in his lap.  It tasted awful.  Ma’s chicken soup was always the best.  Not today apparently.  He lay back into the pillows.

Exactly sixty-nine days had passed since he’d left Brokeback ... and Ennis del Mar.  He hadn’t been prepared for the way he'd felt the first couple of weeks after the summer.  He was excited and sad and lovesick and hopeful all at once.  Ennis had turned him into a bumbling idiot, he often thought to himself.  He closed his eyes and soon found himself revisiting the images he kept diligently tucked away in his mind: Like the first time Ennis had wrapped his arms around him and kissed him full on the lips; like the time Ennis had gotten so drunk from the whiskey that he’d fallen on his ass right into a pile of horse puckey ; and the number of times they were on their knees on the bare earth under the summer sun, making love like wild horses – no restraint, hard and fast…

Jack was startled a few moments later when his Ma knocked on the door and entered the little room with more goodies and beverages on a tray.  He scrambled to cover the bulge that had developed in his shorts from his interrupted reverie. I might feel like shit but at least that one part of me is still working just fine; he smiled to himself…

(~270 words)
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Post by: mariez on September 05, 2007, 02:29:40 pm
I love logging on and finding drabbles waiting for me!


The Glare of the Sun
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“Hey” he said.  He turned to the man with the thick grey hair beside him, then he looked at her again.

“Hi” Cassie finally managed to say.
Well, you can't leave us hanging there!



Jack nodded. “I might get ideas for too much stuff ta keep ya awake…after ya rested up a bit.”

Ennis looked at him with a smile. “See ya upstairs, cowboy.”

“Will do,” answered Jack, with a knowing wink.
You better rest up real good, Ennis!  ;D


I always thought he wanted a lot, but really it wasn't too much, and what I gave him was always too little, still he always came back for what I could give him, and now it's too late to give him what I should have given all along. So, I'll give him as much as I can for the rest of my life.  

"Jack, I swear..."
Very touching, cwby. 


  The sky turned rose amber, shadowy silver clouds floated like silent inclusions above the grey green. 
What a gorgeous sentence, Clyde. 


Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
October 23, 1976
.......
Ennis looked at his bowl then back at Jack. “How long did this take ya ta make Jack?”

“’Bout a day.”

“I can see why my momma was excited when they invented the stuff in the can.”

 :laugh:  Yeah, me too.  I love how Jack keeps pointing out the differences.

......
Jack was startled a few moments later when his Ma knocked on the door and entered the little room with more goodies and beverages on a tray.  He scrambled to cover the bulge that had developed in his shorts from his interrupted reverie. I might feel like shit but at least that one part of me is still working just fine; he smiled to himself…
Hee Hee!  Maybe Mama Twist should try some of that canned soup Ennis was talking about!   ;D  Great to see you, M!  Cool new moniker! 

Thanks, all
Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 05, 2007, 02:33:55 pm
Moment of Grace

As they made their way up into the boneless blue, Jack felt a rare peace settle over him, what his mama would call a moment of grace, and he was pleasantly surprised that he could sense it in Ennis, too.  My God, no one sat a horse like that man, Jack thought, as he had so many times.  Head held high, shoulders squared and relaxed, he had a suppleness that spoke to his affinity with his animal. 

As he watched Ennis turn through a narrow pass that opened onto a meadow scattered with wildflowers, he sensed his mama's presence and heard her soft voice offering a benediction in his ear:   My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies. I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine….

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Post by: notBastet on September 05, 2007, 10:16:34 pm
Moment of Grace

As they made their way up into the boneless blue, Jack felt a rare peace settle over him, what his mama would call a moment of grace, and he was pleasantly surprised that he could sense it in Ennis, too.  My God, no one sat a horse like that man, Jack thought, as he had so many times.  Head held high, shoulders squared and relaxed, he had a suppleness that spoke to his affinity with his animal. 

As he watched Ennis turn through a narrow pass that opened onto a meadow scattered with wildflowers, he sensed his mama's presence and heard her soft voice offering a benediction in his ear:  My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies. I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine….

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Hi Marie, I just wondered if that was from anything in particular?  It's beautiful.
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 06, 2007, 06:34:03 am
Hi all,

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Post by: Clyde-B on September 06, 2007, 08:23:56 am

     Ennis rushed through the brushwood, Wylie and Mrs. P. close behind.  The forest broke, they found themselves on a rocky shelf atop a sheer cliff a thousand feet or more, the wind howled.  Below that lay a canyon, another hundred foot drop.  Where the sun met the horizon, the orange sky faded to a pale chicken soup yellow painting the mountains as charcoal gray silhouettes.  Pleasantly surprised, Mrs. P. gasped.
    “Found this huntin strays.  Them tiny lights is Signal.”
     Wylie peered over the edge, a rock beneath his foot broke loose, hurtled downward, he lost his balance and pitched forward.
 

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Post by: mariez on September 06, 2007, 01:04:51 pm
Hi Marie, I just wondered if that was from anything in particular?  It's beautiful.
Hi, Kelly - Yes, that is a bible verse from "The Song of Solomon."  I think it's beautiful, too - and it's one of Mrs. Twist's favorites.   ;)


     Wylie peered over the edge, a rock beneath his foot broke loose, hurtled downward, he lost his balance and pitched forward.
Holy Crap, Clyde!

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 06, 2007, 01:23:59 pm
Ten year old Ennis Del Mar pulled the black and white composition book towards him and opened it to a clean page. He picked up his #2 pencil and held it in his hand. For homework, his teacher had asked them to find out the meaning of their first name. My name is Ennis Del Mar he wrote in large cursive letters, a flourish on the top of the “E.” My momma told me that Ennis means ‘island.’ Del Mar means ‘the sea.’ So my name means, ‘island in the sea.’ He looked out the window at the brown, dusty plains, thinking about his name. My brother and sister have family names, but my momma just picked Ennis for me. She said she didn’t know why.

Ennis Del Mar, he thought. Island in the sea.

(137 words)
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Post by: mariez on September 06, 2007, 03:27:51 pm
Ten year old Ennis Del Mar pulled the black and white composition book towards him and opened it to a clean page. He picked up his #2 pencil and held it in his hand. For homework, his teacher had asked them to find out the meaning of their first name. My name is Ennis Del Mar he wrote in large cursive letters, a flourish on the top of the “E.” My momma told me that Ennis means ‘island.’ Del Mar means ‘the sea.’ So my name means, ‘island in the sea.’ He looked out the window at the brown, dusty plains, thinking about his name. My brother and sister have family names, but my momma just picked Ennis for me. She said she didn’t know why.

Ennis Del Mar, he thought. Island in the sea.

Ahhh, Leslie....that is wonderful!  I love the "flourish on the top of the "E". 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 06, 2007, 03:31:24 pm
School Days

Jack surveyed the list and sighed, wishing Bobby were with him. He was gonna screw this up, for sure. Book bag, crayons, crayon box (didn't crayons come in a box?), ruler, 6 #2 pencils (exactly 6? - and what was the obsession with #2?), pencil box, (another box!?), 2 pink erasers, rounded scissors (rounded?), 6 pocket folders with brads (what the hell were "brads"?), glue or glue sticks (glue came in sticks?), 4 spiral notebooks–wide ruled, 1 composition book–wide ruled (weren't they the same thing?),  1 package index cards, paint smock with name, 1 set of water colors, 2 boxes of Kleenex…….

He thought back to his first days of school in Lightning Flat – lunch in a paper sack and, if he was lucky, a nub of pencil behind his ear.   

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Post by: MaineWriter on September 06, 2007, 03:36:55 pm
Marie, that is great! That's the way I feel when I go school shopping, fer sure!

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on September 06, 2007, 05:45:56 pm



         Boy Marie that was teriffic.  I have been there and done that more times than I would like
to relate.  And the last line is so true....
         That one goes in the hall of fame.  In my book....          janice
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 07, 2007, 09:08:28 am

     Ennis grabbed Wylie’s waist.  Wind roared up the cliff, pushed them away from the edge.  Wylie’s hair brushed Ennis’s cheek, his lean back pressed against Ennis’s chest. 
     “Steady...”  Ennis held tight, reassuring.  “Jack used to say, ‘Up here, we got the world at our feet.’”  He loosened his grip.  “You okay?”
      Wylie nodded.
      The sky darkened to crimson, the mountains, deep amethyst shadows.
      Ennis winced.  His very first day of school - First grade.  He dropped his marbleized composition book, his #2 pencil and ran to give his best friend Lukas a hug.  He remembered his father’s look... and the whipping.

     100 words
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Post by: mariez on September 07, 2007, 12:56:21 pm
 :laugh:  I guess all parents can relate to the dreaded school shopping frenzy! 


     Ennis grabbed Wylie’s waist.  Wind roared up the cliff, pushed them away from the edge.  Wylie’s hair brushed Ennis’s cheek, his lean back pressed against Ennis’s chest. 
     “Steady...”  Ennis held tight, reassuring.  “Jack used to say, ‘Up here, we got the world at our feet.’”  He loosened his grip.  “You okay?”
      Wylie nodded.
      The sky darkened to crimson, the mountains, deep amethyst shadows.
      Ennis winced.  His very first day of school - First grade.  He dropped his marbleized composition book, his #2 pencil and ran to give his best friend Lukas a hug.  He remembered his father’s look... and the whipping.

Phew!!  Ennis to the rescue.  Masterful, and hearbreaking, use of the prompts, Clyde.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 07, 2007, 12:57:29 pm
Is it Friday again?  Try these if you like:


Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 08, 2007, 09:15:44 am

   The tents set up easy.  Wylie proved a fair enough cook reheating Mattie Twist’s fried chicken and mashed potatoes, roasting corn on the cob, making biscuits and heating canned peas.  ‘No beans’ to honor Jack.
   Afterward, Mrs. P. commandeered the Coleman lamp and scribbled notes.       
   The guys drank beer by the fire.  Wylie told about his folks being totaled by a drunk driver, dropping out of college, selling the ranch when he couldn’t make ends meet, how he still lived there, working for the new owner and part time at Woody’s.  They felt a kind of kinship, it was noticeable.


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Post by: mariez on September 08, 2007, 03:33:01 pm
...... They felt a kind of kinship, it was noticeable.

This is interesting.  I'm wondering how Ennis feels about having this "kinship."

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 08, 2007, 03:36:14 pm
Hi, all.  Some late Saturday prompts:  :)


Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 08, 2007, 03:46:58 pm
This is interesting.  I'm wondering how Ennis feels about having this "kinship."

Marie

I have a feeling eventually somebody just might get kithed.

(I'm sorry, reeeeally bad puns, I just can't resist.)   :laugh:
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Post by: mariez on September 08, 2007, 08:35:54 pm
I have a feeling eventually somebody just might get kithed.

(I'm sorry, reeeeally bad puns, I just can't resist.)   :laugh:


Groan.  ::)   :laugh:  So, is Wylie wily?   ;)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 08, 2007, 08:42:03 pm
Three Months

Ennis closed the door, hands shaking, and took a deep breath.  Dammitall to hell. Stoutamire had been adamant – August was out of the question.  He'd thought about asking for September, but he couldn't quit this one and the look on Stoutamire's face had made him uneasy – wasn't it bad enough he would be gone next week with the late heifers calving?  And what the hell was so important about some fishing trip that it couldn't wait three months, anyway? Ennis couldn't possibly explain the importance, 'cause the truth was, sometimes he missed Jack so much he could hardly stand it. 

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Post by: notBastet on September 08, 2007, 09:08:17 pm
     Ennis grabbed Wylie’s waist.  Wind roared up the cliff, pushed them away from the edge.  Wylie’s hair brushed Ennis’s cheek, his lean back pressed against Ennis’s chest. 
     “Steady...”  Ennis held tight, reassuring.  “Jack used to say, ‘Up here, we got the world at our feet.’”  He loosened his grip.  “You okay?”
      Wylie nodded.
      The sky darkened to crimson, the mountains, deep amethyst shadows.
      Ennis winced.  His very first day of school - First grade.  He dropped his marbleized composition book, his #2 pencil and ran to give his best friend Lukas a hug.  He remembered his father’s look... and the whipping.

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Post by: notBastet on September 09, 2007, 10:52:10 am
I have some Sunday morning prompts...

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Post by: Clyde-B on September 09, 2007, 11:05:28 am

   Ennis remarked that Jack had never mentioned Wylie.  Wylie laughed and said who ever talks about pesky nine year olds?  He said the way Jack had carried on about Ennis, he grew up half believing Ennis was a folk hero.  Their body language and simple talk showed a growing ease.
   The tent they would share was the one where Ennis had spent his last night with Jack.
   “Gone a sleep in the truck.”
   “Ennis, that’s nuts, you’ll freeze your ass, this ain’t September.”
   “How’d you get this tent?”
    “Jack left it last time through, said he wouldn’t be needin it.”


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Post by: mariez on September 09, 2007, 03:42:01 pm
.......
    “Jack left it last time through, said he wouldn’t be needin it.”

Bulls-eye, Clyde - straight through the heart. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 09, 2007, 03:47:24 pm
Thanks for the prompts, Kelly  :)


Heart-to-Heart

Inured to life's struggles, he had always accepted the hand he was dealt and played it out in silence.  He'd never imagined that he would open his heart so easily, so intimately, and he cherished the nightly ritual, feeling the days fly by, knowing that this precious time together was limited.   

For when he held his newborn daughter close and felt their hearts beating in sync, he was able to whisper to her his foolish hopes, deepest fears, and most secret desires.  She accepted them all without question or judgment, her pure and unconditional love a balm on his weary soul.

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Post by: notBastet on September 09, 2007, 11:47:06 pm

Heart-to-Heart


so sweet, Marie...  here is mine...

Didn’t Jack know he struggled too?  Didn’t Jack know how deadened he was, having to spend practically every damn day of his life hiding?  How he only got to breathe the few times of year they were together? 

He had never said it out loud, but he knew that’s what he did.  Hid almost every bit of himself.  Scared people knowing one part might end up knowing all parts.  He had been doing it for so long, he didn’t know how to stop.  He had tried to tell Jack about it, but Jack never understood the fear.  “Why don’t you just leave?” Jack had said. 

Well, maybe Jack understood the fear, but he sure didn’t understand what it was like being crippled by it. 

“Come back to me, Jack,” he thought, pushing the last bite of pie around his plate.
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Post by: Rogue on September 10, 2007, 03:05:15 am
     Ennis and Jack had just had another fight about their relationship.  Jack wanted Ennis to be more open, but Ennis still didn't feel comfortable about it.  Sometimes Ennis didn't think Jack completely understood his inner struggle,it was a day to day thing, but it was staring to affect his character. Ennis really wanted everything between him and Jack to work out, but he was sure Jack had to have noticed the change in him, maybe thats why they were fighting more these days. 
     Ennis was starting to hate his father fo ever taking him to see Earl's dead body. That had become the biggest road block in his realtionship with Jack and he didn't know how to make it go away.  The strain it was putting on them, Ennis felt was becoming too much.  Sure they were living that sweet life Jack had always talked about, but Ennis was afraid it wouldn't last.  He had to figure something out quick before it was too late.
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 10, 2007, 08:39:50 am
Welcome, Rogue. Glad to have you here with us at the drabblefest.

For today, give these a go:


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Post by: fernly on September 10, 2007, 09:21:46 am
for a prompt from a few days ago... (takes me a while...::))



Fair  Enough  - a drabble in four voices


the way your hair curled up along the collar of your shirt
I used to love how the shirt and your skin smelled the same,
sage and wind blown across both

nothing ever fairer

now your hand on the back of my neck, as you're leaving,
and your skin already smells like it will when you get back, rough and desperate,
against the smell your shirt gets from the dryer downstairs, half-burnt

never fair again


they asked what made me fall in love with you,
my friends, acting like they were trying to understand,
they must have been blind and deaf and dead not to know

nothing ever fairer

now there's the pass of your lips across my cheek, as you're leaving,
and your eyes are dull as dust sometimes, mine too,  I think,
and our words blow past each other like dry leaves

never fair again


mouth on mouth, the other's breath we drink like water,
hands tracing lines of bones, needing to know again, leaving bruises,
don't need a watch to count the hours, sun burning into us
when we're out in the dust, sage crushed underneath, driven into our skins,
scratches and blood that go black in the moonlight, every night
the moon changing, eaten up by the shadows, don't need a watch
to count how little is left

nothing ever fairer
never enough


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Post by: Clyde-B on September 10, 2007, 09:33:19 am

      Mrs. P. and Wylie retired for the night leaving Ennis alone by the fire.  He found himself haunted by the uncertainties of his life, whispering to him like ghostly characters.  Would Jack still be alive if he’d been with him that last day?  Could they have navigated the road blocks to a sweet life? 
      Struggling to free his thoughts he stared at the moon floating full in its sea of stars.  The wind played with his hair, bringing with it the scent of pine resin, mountain sage and fading embers.
     I got paradise alright, but nobody to share it with.


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Post by: mariez on September 10, 2007, 12:51:37 pm
Look at all the great drabbles  :)


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He had never said it out loud, but he knew that’s what he did.  Hid almost every bit of himself.  Scared people knowing one part might end up knowing all parts.  He had been doing it for so long, he didn’t know how to stop.  He had tried to tell Jack about it, but Jack never understood the fear.  “Why don’t you just leave?” Jack had said. 
.....

Excellent insight, Kelly.  So very true. 

     Ennis and Jack had just had another fight about their relationship.  Jack wanted Ennis to be more open, but Ennis still didn't feel comfortable about it.  Sometimes Ennis didn't think Jack completely understood his inner struggle,it was a day to day thing, but it was staring to affect his character. Ennis really wanted everything between him and Jack to work out, but he was sure Jack had to have noticed the change in him, maybe thats why they were fighting more these days. 
     Ennis was starting to hate his father fo ever taking him to see Earl's dead body. That had become the biggest road block in his realtionship with Jack and he didn't know how to make it go away.  The strain it was putting on them, Ennis felt was becoming too much.  Sure they were living that sweet life Jack had always talked about, but Ennis was afraid it wouldn't last.  He had to figure something out quick before it was too late.

Welcome, Rogue - it is always so great to see new faces.  More wonderful Ennis insight - can we hope for a continuation? 


Fair  Enough  - a drabble in four voices
......
the moon changing, eaten up by the shadows, don't need a watch
to count how little is left

nothing ever fairer
never enough

Oh, Fern.  I really like the poetic structure - and your words are, as always, exquisite. 


      Mrs. P. and Wylie retired for the night leaving Ennis alone by the fire.  He found himself haunted by the uncertainties of his life, whispering to him like ghostly characters.  Would Jack still be alive if he’d been with him that last day?  Could they have navigated the road blocks to a sweet life? 
      Struggling to free his thoughts he stared at the moon floating full in its sea of stars.  The wind played with his hair, bringing with it the scent of pine resin, mountain sage and fading embers.
     I got paradise alright, but nobody to share it with.


That damn "if" word again - the toughest one to live with.  Beautiful, Clyde.

Thanks, all!
Marie
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Post by: cwby30 on September 10, 2007, 03:07:50 pm
 
     I got paradise alright, but nobody to share it with.


Afternoon.

He would, if he could let his soul reach out, maybe to that pesky 9-year old that grew up hearing about him.

Thanks again.
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Post by: mariez on September 10, 2007, 07:32:54 pm
Legally Speaking

I have signed this Consent in good faith, and of my own free will, and have not colluded with anyone in relation to it.

Ennis kept reading it over and over, and every time he did he felt more irate, more confused, more ashamed. He wasn't even sure what "colluded" meant – it sounded vaguely dirty somehow  - and he'd been too embarrassed to ask.  The lawyer had told him that signing the paper was the best thing; the divorce would be final, he could get on with his life.

His life.  Without his girls, without a home – nothing and nowhere. 

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Post by: notBastet on September 10, 2007, 09:54:28 pm
Look at all the great drabbles  :)

I agree Marie!
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 11, 2007, 05:56:14 am
Hello everyone,


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Post by: Clyde-B on September 11, 2007, 08:35:34 am

      “Come back with my pants, Jack Twist!”
      Ennis, in only a towel chased a shirtless Jack who waved Ennis’s jeans overhead like a denim lasso.   Jack had snatched them while Ennis scrubbed himself and sang a raucous rendition of Penultimate Moon’s “The Shingles Fell From My Eyes.”
      Ennis yanked off his towel and snapped it at Jack’s butt like a whip.  Jack looked back, tripped, they both fell laughing, sprawling into the tent.
      Jack giggled.  “Home free.”
     “Home free, your ass, I’m gone a free willy.”

     Wylie awoke with a start.  Ennis’s arm hooked around his waist... and Ennis’s hand...

 
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Post by: mariez on September 11, 2007, 12:14:19 pm
      “Come back with my pants, Jack Twist!”
      Ennis, in only a towel chased a shirtless Jack who waved Ennis’s jeans overhead like a denim lasso.   Jack had snatched them while Ennis scrubbed himself and sang a raucous rendition of Penultimate Moon’s “The Shingles Fell From My Eyes.”
      Ennis yanked off his towel and snapped it at Jack’s butt like a whip.  Jack looked back, tripped, they both fell laughing, sprawling into the tent.
      Jack giggled.  “Home free.”
     “Home free, your ass, I’m gone a free willy.”

     Wylie awoke with a start.  Ennis’s arm hooked around his waist... and Ennis’s hand...
Kind of a reverse deja vu!  How will this one play out?  ("free willy"  -  :laugh:  You funny, funny man!) 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 11, 2007, 12:20:09 pm
Dress Codes

Silence fell over the small classroom as the new boy entered, and Jack stared openly as he watched him take his seat.  He knew he shouldn't be staring, but …… red and white striped socks?!?!........short pants?!?! Holy Cow.  Where in the world did this guy come from? 

The boy met the teacher's disapproving look evenly with a pair of intelligent brown eyes that told her he was unfazed by the stares and whispers, as comfortable in his skin as he was in his odd clothing. 

So it was with some disappointment that Jack watched the boy enter the room the next morning, this time in dungarees and a plaid shirt, the implied uniform for boys.  Those wacky socks had made Jack smile, and as his mama was fond of saying, the world always looked brighter from behind one of those.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on September 11, 2007, 03:54:41 pm
         Ennis was used to the falling water, from the river up on Brokeback.. It created a pool
where they could relax and cool off.  During the heat of the summer afternoons.  Jack liked to skinny dip.  Ennis liked to watch him skinny dip.  They had a secret time for such engagements for the last month.  About three hours after lunch, they came from opposite ends of the mountain, down to the idyllic cove created by the waterfall.  The grass was luxurient, and the rocks were smooth, and unless you walked right up to the space you would hardly know it was there.  Except for the great roar of the water as it reached the edge and cascaded down to the giant pool. 
           Jack was already in the water when he looked up and smiled his radiant best..Ennis was removing his boots, and jeans.  Having already removed his shirt and hat, and laid them in the long grass.  Jack said "you're late cowboy, I almost started without ya."   Ennis just chuckled
"Anything you can start, I can always finish boy."  "Thats what I was hoping to hear, git on over here and show me."

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Post by: fernly on September 11, 2007, 11:21:49 pm
another 'delayed' drabble...this one's from Sunday's prompt...




“That's some character you got there for a father-in-law, Twist.”

“Guess that's so,” and Jack brushed off some ash that had fallen onto the sleeve of his new shirt.

The John Deere rep tipped back the longneck and finished the last of the beer.

“Well, there's one down. Don't have to be on the road until 7am so I reckon I can work my way through a few more of these.” He signaled to the bartender. With his hand still raised he turned to Jack, said, “You ready for another?”

Jack shook his head, “Nope, doin' fine with what I got,” kept staring straight into the rows of bottles doubled by the cracking mirror behind them. He'd thought for a while that a bottle might hold the oblivion he wanted, had worked his way through too many and found no rest, only a sorrow that cut even deeper, more jagged-edged, when his mind was too fogged to hold the pain at bay.

“Well, it looks like you got yourself a sweet deal, pretty wife, nice kid, job with a future.” The rep scrabbled around in his pockets, came up with a lighter. “Lucky.”

“Looks that way, don't it.”

“Sure enough,” and the salesman got his cigarette lit, blew a smoke ring, looked real pleased with himself, caught Jack looking and laughed.

And Jack laughed, too.

What else was he gonna do.

Sit there and listen to the howling inside that hardly never stopped?
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Post by: Rogue on September 12, 2007, 02:58:19 am

Interlude One
Jack was sitting on the couch waching televison when Ennis came out of the bedroom. 
 
"Hey bud," said Ennis sitting on the couch next to Jack.
 
 "Hey," replied Jack.
 
Ennis put his feet up on the coffee table, but Jack was too engrossed in the movie he was watching to notice the socks Ennis had on.  they were blue on the toes and heels, red in between and had little grey spots all over.
 
"You wanna beer?" asked Jack as he got up to go to the kitchen.
 
 "Sure," replied Ennis.
 
 As Jack returned to the couch witht the beers he happened to notice Ennis's socks.
 
"What the hell kind of wacky socks are those?" he said pointing at Ennis's feet.
 
"You like?" Ennis asked wiggling his toes and smirking,
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 12, 2007, 09:01:34 am
     Wylie gently removed Ennis’s hand from his crotch.  Ennis’s eyes opened.  Half remembering, half not, he saw Wylie holding his wrist, jerked his hand away, went to stand, hit his head on a tentpole and plopped back on his butt.
     “Shit!”
     “Ennis, you was dreamin.”
     Ennis breathed deep, resisting engagement in a fight.  He sat knees up, hugging his legs, head
bowed. 
     “Let’s get some sleep.”  Wacky red-striped socks stuck out from Wylie’s bedroll.
     Ennis said nothing.
     “You just gone a sit there?”
     Silence, except for falling water in the river.
     Wylie tossed him a blanket.  “Cover up, you’ll freeze.”


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on September 12, 2007, 11:42:31 am



   we can give these a try.

      Habit
      Packing
      Preparation
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Post by: mariez on September 12, 2007, 01:02:16 pm
Bleeding Heart

"Look, Mama, it's bleeding." Francie held up her thumb.

Alma sighed and took her hand.  "Honey, I've told you that's what'll happen if you keep biting at it."

Ennis gave Francie a sympathetic smile.  "Guess you got that bad habit from me, darlin."

"My teacher said it takes three weeks to stop a habit," Junior chimed in.  "If you can stop doing something for just 21 days, you won't want to do it anymore." 

Ennis turned away and grabbed a beer. Three weeks?  Those college-educated teachers didn't know shit.   He'd stopped for four years.  Only made him want Jack more.

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Post by: mariez on September 12, 2007, 01:47:24 pm
.......Jack liked to skinny dip.  Ennis liked to watch him skinny dip. ......
Now, there's a pleasing image, Janice.   ;)


.......
And Jack laughed, too.

What else was he gonna do.

Sit there and listen to the howling inside that hardly never stopped? 
So poignant, Fern.  And a great choice of words  This makes me think of Quicksilver Jack. 


...... 
"What the hell kind of wacky socks are those?" he said pointing at Ennis's feet.
 
"You like?" Ennis asked wiggling his toes and smirking,
Ennis in wacky socks.  I love that.   :laugh:  I hope this means there will be an Interlude Two.


     Wylie gently removed Ennis’s hand from his crotch.  Ennis’s eyes opened.  Half remembering, half not, he saw Wylie holding his wrist, jerked his hand away, went to stand, hit his head on a tentpole and plopped back on his butt.
     “Shit!”
     “Ennis, you was dreamin.”
     Ennis breathed deep, resisting engagement in a fight.  He sat knees up, hugging his legs, head
bowed. 
     “Let’s get some sleep.”  Wacky red-striped socks stuck out from Wylie’s bedroll.
     Ennis said nothing.
     “You just gone a sit there?”
     Silence, except for falling water in the river.
     Wylie tossed him a blanket.  “Cover up, you’ll freeze.”
I really like Wylie (and his socks). 

Thanks, all
Marie
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Post by: fernly on September 12, 2007, 06:52:52 pm
Quote from: mariez

"My teacher said it takes three weeks to stop a habit," Junior chimed in.  "If you can stop doing something for just 21 days, you won't want to do it anymore." 

Ennis turned away and grabbed a beer. Three weeks?  Those college-educated teachers didn't know shit.   He'd stopped for four years.  Only made him want Jack more.


Wow. Beautifully said.
So true, so to the point.


Quote from: mariez
So poignant....This makes me think of Quicksilver Jack. 
Thanks, Marie.
Yep, that drabble just might find its way into a chapter one of these days months.
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Post by: Rogue on September 13, 2007, 03:10:28 am
Jack had had it with Ennis they had another fight earlier that day, it seemed that was all they did anymore was fight about everything.  That sweet life that Jack had wanted wasn't so sweet anymore.  Ennis just didn't get it, he thought jack wanted them to be more public, but Jack didn't want that, which he had tried to explain practically every time they fought, Ennis just wouldn't listen.  All Jack wanted was to exchange rings or something, he knew they couldn't be legally married, but who cared about legal all that mattered was what was between them. 

At that particular moment Jack was in their bedroom packing a back, he had decided to get away from Ennis for a few days.  he needed time to think and he was sure Ennis needed time to chew on things for awhile.  Decisions could be made when he got back.  Jack was thinking about leaving Ennis anyway, sure he loved Ennis and wanted to be with him more than anything, but not like this, fighting every time they turned around.  most of the fights weren't even about the real problem either.
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 13, 2007, 09:42:15 am

     Ennis woke stiff, Wylie was gone.  Coffee perked on the campstove. 
     The river rippled, Wylie’s cotton-tail butt broke the surface, he kicked his legs and submerged.  This was where Ennis taught Jack that swimming naked meant you never knew what might nibble your bait. 
     Wylie stood up, fine dark hair stuck wet to his lean chest.  Water deep enough for modesty, shallow enough  to reveal a thicker thatch below his navel.  He pushed wet hair from his eyes.  “Start packing after breakfast.  Got a towel?”
     Ennis spat.  “You in a habit a runnin around naked in preperation for a funeral?”


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Post by: mariez on September 13, 2007, 12:38:34 pm
....Yep, that drabble just might find its way into a chapter one of these days months.

Ahh...I had a feeling it would.  And fast or slow, Fern ....well, you know the rest.    ;)


......  most of the fights weren't even about the real problem either.

That's true for so many arguments...and so sad.


.....
     Ennis spat.  “You in a habit a runnin around naked in preperation for a funeral?”

That's our Ennis.  As usual, I can't figure out where you're going, Clyde.  And as usual, I like that.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 13, 2007, 12:40:27 pm
Happy Thursday  :)  How do these sound:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 13, 2007, 08:39:13 pm
The Last Time

She'd woken with that uneasy feeling, as if she'd had a terrible dream that she couldn't piece together; but, instead of subsiding with her morning chores, the sense of foreboding only grew stronger. 

She chided herself as she changed her dress for the trip into the city; she was much too practical for that women's intuition nonsense.  But on her way out, she couldn't resist giving her youngest – her baby - one more kiss, watching his mouth curve into that slight smile she held so dear, carrying it with her as she walked out the door for the last time. 

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Post by: notBastet on September 13, 2007, 10:53:09 pm
   “Daddy, how do you how to spell mediocre?”
   
   “Hmnn, I’m not sure lil girl.  Sorry.” 

That’s what you get for not finishing high school, Ennis scolded himself, not for the first time.
   
   “What are you working on, anyway?”

   “It’s a creative writing assignment for English class.”  She put down her pencil and turned to look at her father directly.  “I am trying to write a story about a girl who feels just average, like she’s not good at anything.  But then something special happens, and she realizes that she is really a good person and shouldn’t be so down on herself.  I don’t have all the details worked out just yet,” she smiled shyly at her father.

   “Well, it sounds real good honey. I’m sure you’ll do a great job.”
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Post by: notBastet on September 13, 2007, 10:55:42 pm
The Last Time

She'd woken with that uneasy feeling, as if she'd had a terrible dream that she couldn't piece together; but, instead of subsiding with her morning chores, the sense of foreboding only grew stronger. 

She chided herself as she changed her dress for the trip into the city; she was much too practical for that women's intuition nonsense.  But on her way out, she couldn't resist giving her youngest – her baby - one more kiss, watching his mouth curve into that slight smile she held so dear, carrying it with her as she walked out the door for the last time. 

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:(

Oh Marie, that is a bit devastating...
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Post by: Rogue on September 14, 2007, 02:54:28 am
When Jack told Ennis that he was leaving for an few days, there weren’t words to describe how Ennis felt.   He knew that it was his fault that Jack was leaving , what he had feared was going to happen had come to pass.  Ennis knew that the wonderful life he had shared with Jack had been good, but it had changed to mediocre in the past few months .  He knew it was the fighting, but he really didn’t understand what the problem was.  He thought is was because he didn’t want to be more public, but Jack had put a stop to tha thinking real quick.  Jack hadn’t really been to clear on what was the real issue.  Ennis didn’t want to ask even though he knew it was the right thing , because he knew it would just upset Jack more. 
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Post by: maria47 on September 14, 2007, 09:24:25 am
Hello cwby,
you managed to make me post a comment on bettermost the first time. Usually I never go to any forum but I followed your link from bbs and started reading your drabble. Hey it's so great, I love Ennis and Jack living together. Will hurry to read the rest and then all chaps of the wedding reception.

Now I'll press the "Post" button and hope this will reach you

Thank you
Maria
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Post by: cwby30 on September 14, 2007, 11:39:17 am
Mornin', Maria.

It did, as did your comments on BbS.  Appreciate them.

Thanks again. 
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Post by: mariez on September 14, 2007, 12:52:41 pm
.....
   “It’s a creative writing assignment for English class.”  She put down her pencil and turned to look at her father directly.  “I am trying to write a story about a girl who feels just average, like she’s not good at anything.  But then something special happens, and she realizes that she is really a good person and shouldn’t be so down on herself.  I don’t have all the details worked out just yet,” she smiled shyly at her father.

   “Well, it sounds real good honey. I’m sure you’ll do a great job.”

Aww, I love these daddy-daughter moments.   :)




:(

Oh Marie, that is a bit devastating...

I know, Kelly.  Sorry about that.  Depressed myself with that one, but it's just what came out. 


When Jack told Ennis that he was leaving for an few days, there weren’t words to describe how Ennis felt.   He knew that it was his fault that Jack was leaving , what he had feared was going to happen had come to pass.  Ennis knew that the wonderful life he had shared with Jack had been good, but it had changed to mediocre in the past few months .  He knew it was the fighting, but he really didn’t understand what the problem was.  He thought is was because he didn’t want to be more public, but Jack had put a stop to tha thinking real quick.  Jack hadn’t really been to clear on what was the real issue.  Ennis didn’t want to ask even though he knew it was the right thing , because he knew it would just upset Jack more. 

A big difference between talking and communicating, isn't there?  Very touching.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 14, 2007, 12:53:47 pm
Here are some TGIF prompts: 


 :)
Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 14, 2007, 04:15:35 pm
Secrets

Sitting in the plush lobby of her favorite hair salon, Lureen flipped quickly through the pages of the magazine.  From Flab to Fab in 14 Days!  101 Best Beauty Secrets!  What To Do When He Won't Listen!

Won't listen?  Ha!  How about when he barely looked? She sighed. It had been a long, long time since he'd even seen the direction she was going, let alone liked it.  She was shaking her head in amusement over one particularly absurd "secret" ...apply a rinse of one part beer, three parts water and pour over hair ... when she stopped suddenly, picturing Jack with his head thrown back in pleasure as he tipped a beer down his throat, Adam's apple bobbing lustily.

She ripped the page out unobtrusively and put it in her purse.  

~~~~~~~
130 Words
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 14, 2007, 04:18:53 pm
     Mrs. P. tossed Ennis a towel.  “My intuition told me you need this.  I’ve got three sons, I know when a kid wants his privacy.  Ennis, you make a mediocre tyrant, give Wylie the damned towel.”  She turned and went into her tent.
     Wylie stepped from the river.  Water trickled down the inside of his thighs, dripped from the hair around his ankles.  “Water’s cold.”
     “Yeah, I can see.”
     Wylie blushed, wrapped the towel around his waist.  “Didn’t mean no disrespect.”
     “Ain’t gone a shoot the breeze.  When you’re done struttin your stuff, we’ll do what we come to do.”
     

      100 words
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Post by: Rogue on September 15, 2007, 02:20:39 am
Interlude Two

Ennis was in the shower when Jack jumped in.
"Jack what are you doing?" asked Ennis.
"Thought I'd give you a hand," answered Jack as he started to lather Ennis up.
"We really shouldn't be doing this, I have to get ready for work,"said Ennis.
"Doing what?" asked Jack as he lightly kissed and nibbled on Ennis's bottom lip.
After that all thoughts of work and washing flew out the window, or in this case down the drain.  Passion over took them, their kissing became frienzied, hands running all over.  Even though they were together everyday it was always like their first time theiar passion hadn't died.
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 15, 2007, 10:15:28 am
Morning everyone,

Sorry to be away from the drabblefest for a few days. Life interfered!

For today how about:


L
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Post by: Rogue on September 16, 2007, 12:50:20 am
Jack had been gone for three days, thing was he had left without paying the bills, so now it was up to Ennis.  For the last half hour he had been muttering to himself while looking for a ball point pen.  At this point he was really starting to hate Jackfor leaving himk to do this.  The deal when they ranched up together had been that Ennis would take care of the ranch and its workers, while Jack took care of all the paper work and clients.  Now that Ennis had a pen he was trying to balance the check book, but it just wasn't coming out right,  Finally he decided to leave it for Jack to deal with.
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Post by: mariez on September 16, 2007, 11:19:31 am
     Mrs. P. tossed Ennis a towel.  “My intuition told me you need this.  I’ve got three sons, I know when a kid wants his privacy.  Ennis, you make a mediocre tyrant, give Wylie the damned towel.”  She turned and went into her tent.
     Wylie stepped from the river.  Water trickled down the inside of his thighs, dripped from the hair around his ankles.  “Water’s cold.”
     “Yeah, I can see.”
     Wylie blushed, wrapped the towel around his waist.  “Didn’t mean no disrespect.”
     “Ain’t gone a shoot the breeze.  When you’re done struttin your stuff, we’ll do what we come to do.”
 
"Yeah, I can see."    :laugh:  Oh, Ennis.  This is a great series, Clyde.


Interlude Two

....... Even though they were together everyday it was always like their first time theiar passion hadn't died.
No, I don't think their passion ever would.

.....  Finally he decided to leave it for Jack to deal with.
Aww...I hope Jack comes home soon? 

Marie

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Post by: Clyde-B on September 16, 2007, 11:21:14 am
     Ennis finished his coffee, rinsed his cup in the river.  The water rushed in, lathered to a delicate foam, disappeared.  He shook it dry.
     He retrieved the crematory container from the truck.  Cheap cardboard, Jack’s name in pencil, smudged, was this the best Lureen could do?  Mattie Twist deserved better, so did Jack. 
     It felt strange, holding in his arms, in a cardboard box, all that remained of the man that meant more to him than anyone else in his life. 
     Ennis grew impatient.  “Kid, you ready?”  No answer.  “You ready yet?”  He repeated.  “Get a movin.  Times a wastin.”


     100 words
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Post by: mariez on September 16, 2007, 11:23:55 am
Let's try these on a chilly Sunday:


 :)
Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 16, 2007, 03:10:46 pm

     Mrs. P. jotted notes in her journal with a ball point pen.  Ennis checked the gas can, they had enough extra if they needed it going back.  “Time a balance the checkbook, where’s that kid?” 
     Ennis ducked into the tent.  “What’s takin so long?”   
     Wylie wiped his eyes on his sleeve, took a deep breath.  “Didn’t know this was gone a be so hard.  There wasn’t no funeral.  All this time, I could pretend Jack was still down in Texas, just hadn’t heard from him a while.”  A tear dropped from his eye.  “This is gone a make it real.”


     100 words
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Post by: Rogue on September 16, 2007, 10:26:24 pm
Ennis had just come out of the bedroom in his bathrobe and was just about to get the oatmeal for his breakfast started when the phone rang.
    "Who the hell would be calling at this hour?" muttered Ennis.
    "Hello"
    "Ennis"
    "Jack"
    "Ennis, I'm coming home today, should be there by tonight, just thought I should let you know, but this doesn't mean things are better between us, cause their not," stated Jack.
    "I been thinking on that Jack, I think we should sit down and talk it through get everything out so we can fix it," suggested Ennis.
    "I agree, see you when I get home," said Jack.
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 17, 2007, 09:38:23 am

     When Jack first died, Ennis had spent winter days in his ratty bathrobe, eating oatmeal and dreaming plans for the two of them come Spring.  Then he would remember...  Even now, mornings before he was fully awake, he’d sometimes forget Jack was gone.
     “It feels like losin him all over again.” 
     “We ain’t doin this for us.”  Ennis patted Wylie on the back.  “Just got a stand it.”
   
     The three made their way to the cliff.  In spite of a cold snap, the wind was gentle, sun was bright.   This was the perfect place, if Ennis could time it right.


     100 words
     
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Post by: mariez on September 17, 2007, 12:01:37 pm
.........
    "I been thinking on that Jack, I think we should sit down and talk it through get everything out so we can fix it," suggested Ennis.
    "I agree, see you when I get home," said Jack.

"....we can fix it,"   :)


.......  
     The three made their way to the cliff.  In spite of a cold snap, the wind was gentle, sun was bright.   This was the perfect place, if Ennis could time it right.

Clyde, I do believe you're all caught up!  Can't wait to see what Ennis is planning. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 17, 2007, 12:02:58 pm
How about these for some Monday prompts:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 17, 2007, 04:10:26 pm
Crazy Talk

"Heading off on an adventure, Ennis?"

Oh, Lord.  Holding tight to his paper sack, Ennis saw the old woman walking toward him. His mama used to call her a harmless eccentric, but she'd always scared hell out of him with her crazy talk.

"Mmm… yes'm …got work tending sheep."  He lowered his eyes, anxious to be on his way.

She grabbed his arm tightly, forcing their eyes to meet again.  "Remember, Ennis. It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves."

"Yes'm," Ennis mumbled as he hurried away.  Harmless, maybe. Crazy as a loon, for sure. 

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: Rogue on September 18, 2007, 04:08:11 am
    Ennis had been on edge all day in anticipation of Jack's return.  Jack had been gone for almost a week , during that week Ennis had been thinking alot about his relationship with Jack.  He thought he now understood what was going on, but he still wasn't completely sure. 
    It was seven o'clock when Jack finally arrived home.  When Jack entered the house Ennis went to embrace him.
   "Hold your horses cowboy, I'm not readt for that just yet, we need to talk first, get things straightened out," said Jack.
   "Sure enough," agreed Ennis.
   They wenmt into the living room and sat on the couch.  Both men could feel the tension between them, they didn't know how they could have let things get this bad.
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Post by: mariez on September 18, 2007, 12:20:36 pm
    Ennis had been on edge all day in anticipation of Jack's return.  Jack had been gone for almost a week , during that week Ennis had been thinking alot about his relationship with Jack.  He thought he now understood what was going on, but he still wasn't completely sure. 
    It was seven o'clock when Jack finally arrived home.  When Jack entered the house Ennis went to embrace him.
   "Hold your horses cowboy, I'm not readt for that just yet, we need to talk first, get things straightened out," said Jack.
   "Sure enough," agreed Ennis.
   They wenmt into the living room and sat on the couch.  Both men could feel the tension between them, they didn't know how they could have let things get this bad.

Thinking is good, talking is even better, I hope! 
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Post by: mariez on September 18, 2007, 12:22:29 pm
Let's see what these inspire  :)


Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 18, 2007, 01:18:38 pm
September 18, 2007
Lazy L Farm, Quanah, TX

“You got a birthday comin up, don’t ya, Jack?”

“Ya remembered early for a change,” said Jack, his voice only slightly sarcastic.

“I forgot it once—ONCE—and ya never let me live it down.”

Jack smiled. “Oh c’mon, ya know I like teasin ya.”

“Friday, September 21st,” Ennis mused to himself, tapping his finger on the calendar. “Want anythin special this year?”

“Ya know what I want? I want someone ta start me a birthday thread over at Bettermost.”

Ennis laughed. “Jack, that’s the place you been hangin out, I don’t know the folks over there.”

“Well mebbe you can spread the word…get someone ta do it. There’s mariez, or Scott, or ifyoucantfixit…they all read the story.”

“What about MaineWriter?”

“Ah, she’s done too much, let’s let someone else have a turn.”

“Well, I’ll see what I can do…” He peered at the computer screen. “I do see yer listed in the upcoming birthdays.”

“Yup. I wonder who else will notice?”

“Guess we’ll find out soon enough.”

(176 words)
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Post by: Penthesilea on September 18, 2007, 01:58:10 pm
Dear Ennis,

say hi to Jack and tell him to NOT come and kibitz on this thread!

Got him shooed away? - Good.

Here's the deal: Jack will get his birthday thread from his BetterMost buddies. With two conditions. First: you must tell us when your birthday is, because we're an awfully curious bunch. Second (and I know it's way too early to think of it, but here it is): when holiday season will be here again, we want Jack to check in on us every now and then and we want receipts.

(Just between the two of us, on the q.t.: he'll get his birthday thread anyway because we love him unconditionally - but if you let him know that, we'll come over and shut you out on a rainy day until you're totally soggy)

Your BetterMost Buddies
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 18, 2007, 02:22:12 pm
September 18, 2007
Lazy L Farm, Quanah, TX

“Ya know, En, if they start a birthday thread for me, people are gonna start askin ‘bout yer birthday.”

“We don’t talk about my birthday, Jack.”

“I know that, but others don’t.”

“Jack…”

“Ennis…”

“I was born on fuckin Friday the thirteenth. And in 1963, it fuckin snowed on my birthday. You remember that.”

Jack nodded yes. He did.

“Nothin good has ever come on my birthday. That’s why I don’t celebrate it.”

“Fact is, En, I don’t think anything bad has happened on yer birthday since we got together in 1976.”

“Mebbe not on my birthday that year, but Hal died a week later.”

“True, that.”

Ennis paused, then spoke slowly, carefully articulating his thoughts. “Tell ya what, you just tell everybody that my birthday is September 21st, just like yours. We’ll celebrate it together. How’s that?”

Jack thought for a second, then nodded. “Sounds like a plan, cowboy,” he said with a smile.

(162 words)
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Post by: Penthesilea on September 18, 2007, 03:06:26 pm
“I was born on fuckin Friday the thirteenth. And in 1963, it fuckin snowed on my birthday. You remember that.”


Kudos Leslie. It was indeed a Friday in 1943. :)
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Post by: mariez on September 18, 2007, 03:49:46 pm
Close Your Eyes and Make A Wish….

Lightning Flat, Wyoming
September 21, 1953

Jack woke up early on his 10th birthday, pushed the window open and leaned his face out into the fresh, cool breeze.  As he had so many times before, he looked out past that lonely gravel road stretching south, the only road he'd ever known. 

He sighed with contentment as last night's dream came back in bits and pieces - the old pink house and all those beautiful horses.  But a smile of pure joy lit his face as he remembered his favorite part:  the pair of loving brown eyes of his very best friend in the whole wide world. 

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: Penthesilea on September 18, 2007, 04:25:30 pm
Close Your Eyes and Make A Wish….

Lightning Flat, Wyoming
September 21, 1953

...

- the old pink house ...

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100 Words


As Ennis would say: it's not pink, it's rose  ;) 

But 10 year old Jack couldn't know that  :).
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 18, 2007, 04:51:00 pm
As Ennis would say: it's not pink, it's rose  ;) 

But 10 year old Jack couldn't know that  :).

oh. OH! I am so dense! LOL

I missed this totally the first time through. DUH!

Thanks, Marie!

L
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Post by: mariez on September 18, 2007, 06:09:04 pm
As Ennis would say: it's not pink, it's rose  ;) 

But 10 year old Jack couldn't know that  :).
That so funny, Chrissi because I had the exact same thought.  But, you're right, 10 year old Jack was quite insistent! LOL!  Nice job trying to get Ennis to spill the beans!  If I recall, it snowed in August of 1963  (and thanks for cluing Leslie in! LOL!)


oh. OH! I am so dense! LOL

I missed this totally the first time through. DUH!

Thanks, Marie!

L

ROFLMAO! I thought maybe I was being a leetle too subtle - but "old pink house on the Lazy L Farm in Quanah, Texas" just didn't flow..... :laugh: :laugh:  (and you're welcome, my pleasure!)  :-*

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 18, 2007, 08:58:21 pm
That so funny, Chrissi because I had the exact same thought.  But, you're right, 10 year old Jack was quite insistent! LOL!  Nice job trying to get Ennis to spill the beans!  If I recall, it snowed in August of 1963  (and thanks for cluing Leslie in! LOL!)
 

It is actually specific in the short story, "it snowed on the thirteenth of August..." and as Chrissi notes, August 13, 1943 was a Friday.

L
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Post by: mariez on September 18, 2007, 09:43:19 pm
It is actually specific in the short story, "it snowed on the thirteenth of August..." and as Chrissi notes, August 13, 1943 was a Friday.

L

Yup, it sure is - grabbed my book as soon as I got home.  Doesn't surprise me at all that you had every detail right.  Dang, that's impressive  :)  But now I'm trying to remember - was there talk about Ennis's  birthday in the stories?  How could I have forgotten?   :-\

Marie
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Post by: Rogue on September 18, 2007, 09:56:31 pm
Interlude 3

   Ennis was sitting at the kitchen table looking thru the paper, he was looking for a horse for Jack. 
Jack didn't have a horse of his own he had been using Ennis's.  Their second anniversary was coming up in a few days, not only was he getting a horse for him but he was also planning a suprise party, which he was trying desperatly to keep on the Q.T..  He had already invited all of their friends, and he was hoping no one would spill the beans.
    "Whatcha doing Ennis?" asked Jack as he entered the kitchen.
    "Nothin, just readin the paper s'all," answered Ennis folding the section back up.
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 19, 2007, 06:35:11 am
Yup, it sure is - grabbed my book as soon as I got home.  Doesn't surprise me at all that you had every detail right.  Dang, that's impressive  :)  But now I'm trying to remember - was there talk about Ennis's  birthday in the stories?  How could I have forgotten?   :-\

Marie

No, I don't think there was any discussion of birthdays in the story. I remember in early days of the Brokeback Fever epidemic, there were lots of birthday discussions, ie, based on their personalities, could be figure out their zodiac signs and maybe the month of their birthdays?

For me, it was easy. I just asked.

Interestingly, Ennis didn't mention his birthday at all in the summer of 1963 and in fact, didn't tell Jack until quite a few years later. They were on a fishing trip--in August--and it came up then.

L
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 19, 2007, 06:38:33 am
For today,


L
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Post by: mariez on September 19, 2007, 01:37:12 pm
Interlude 3

   Ennis was sitting at the kitchen table looking thru the paper, he was looking for a horse for Jack. 
Jack didn't have a horse of his own he had been using Ennis's.  Their second anniversary was coming up in a few days, not only was he getting a horse for him but he was also planning a suprise party, which he was trying desperatly to keep on the Q.T..  He had already invited all of their friends, and he was hoping no one would spill the beans.
    "Whatcha doing Ennis?" asked Jack as he entered the kitchen.
    "Nothin, just readin the paper s'all," answered Ennis folding the section back up.
This makes me smile, Rogue.  I'm really enjoying these Interludes.

......For me, it was easy. I just asked.
:)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 19, 2007, 01:41:19 pm
Open Spaces

July 19.  Her nightly ritual since spring, she made a careful "X" on the calendar before climbing into bed, looking at the neat row of "X's" behind it and the many open spaces that lie ahead.

Closing her eyes, she tried yet again to picture exactly what he was doing at exactly that moment.  She imagined he wouldn't have much to do at night, hoped he wasn't too lonely...

Tossing and turning, she giggled softly at the idea of counting sheep, and a smile remained as she slept peacefully through a night of hopeful dreams for all those open spaces. 

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 19, 2007, 07:43:03 pm

     Ennis opened the crematory box.   At the bottom lay a half-empty plastic bag held closed by a green paper covered wire tie. 
     Its contents could have been dusty gravel, or shattered chalk, but it wasn’t.  This broken rubble was all that remained of Jack Twist.  Gone were the warm arms, the laughing eyes, the sweet smile, the steady heartbeat, against which their two hearts had beat as one. 
      Ennis lifted the bag, it felt light.  Wylie took the container, Ennis unfastened the wire tie.  The top of the bag fell open.  Once scattered, Jack’s ashes would be gone forever. 
     Before Ennis could stop it, before he could shut it out, all the lost hopes, abandoned dreams, unanswered questions engulfed him.  Without you, Jack Twist, what do I do?  I’m nothing, I’m nowhere, you’re the only one ever understood, ain’t nobody else. 
     Feeling lost, abandoned, he closed his eyes, clutched the bag to his chest, trying to soothe the hollow ache, wanting more than anything to hold Jack in his arms just one last time.
     Wylie laid a hand on his shoulder.  “You don’t have to... Jack would understand.”
     “No.  I promised.”
     The mountains that had once protected them, stood silent, indifferent, as far beyond his reach as Jack’s dreams, the canyon looked as desolate and empty as his life.  He thought of things that might have been, things that now would never be.  He took a deep breath. 
     “Goodbye, old friend.  I sure do miss you.”
     He stretched trembling arms full length, slowly upended the bag and a small cloud of ash and crushed bone that had once been Jack Twist dropped toward the rocks and scrub below.


-----------------------

Sorry, no prompts, no word limit.  This needed doing all of a piece.
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Post by: Rogue on September 20, 2007, 03:22:43 am
   Jack and Ennis sat across from each other in the living room.
   "I think I've been a little hard on you, expecting things from you that I know your not ready to give," stated Jack.
   "Maybe I should be or at least try harder to make you happy, lets face it niether of us has been truely happy since we were nineteen, since Brokeback," said Ennis.
   "I think your right about us not being happy, but you shouldn't push yourself to be someone your not," replied Jack.
   "What would make you happy Jack?" asked Ennis.
   "I don't know if you can give me what i want," answered Jack.


thank you mariez for all your wonderful comments i really apprecite them.
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Post by: mariez on September 20, 2007, 12:21:34 pm
 .......
     Before Ennis could stop it, before he could shut it out, all the lost hopes, abandoned dreams, unanswered questions engulfed him.  Without you, Jack Twist, what do I do?  I’m nothing, I’m nowhere, you’re the only one ever understood, ain’t nobody else
     Feeling lost, abandoned, he closed his eyes, clutched the bag to his chest, trying to soothe the hollow ache, wanting more than anything to hold Jack in his arms just one last time. ......

You're killing me, Clyde.  I especially like the "nothing, nowhere" turn of phrase.  Damn fine writing.


   Jack and Ennis sat across from each other in the living room.
   "I think I've been a little hard on you, expecting things from you that I know your not ready to give," stated Jack.
   "Maybe I should be or at least try harder to make you happy, lets face it niether of us has been truely happy since we were nineteen, since Brokeback," said Ennis.
   "I think your right about us not being happy, but you shouldn't push yourself to be someone your not," replied Jack.
   "What would make you happy Jack?" asked Ennis.
   "I don't know if you can give me what i want," answered Jack.


thank you mariez for all your wonderful comments i really apprecite them.

I like their honesty  - can't be easy for either of them (and you're welcome, I appreciate your drabbles  :) )

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 20, 2007, 12:23:15 pm
TGI almost F! How about:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 20, 2007, 04:10:20 pm
Everything

The thought came suddenly as he finished dressing – there were probably more clothes in his closet than in all of Lightning Flat. He shook his head in amazement as he remembered Lureen's favorite saying - less isn't more, less is a bore – sadly one of the few things they agreed on.   

His mind traveled quickly north - past the gravel road, inside the meager house, up the steep stairs, and into the shallow cavity of a closet – and he looked upon two bloody shirts, one inside the other. 

They were both wrong.  Sometimes less was more.  Sometimes it was everything. 

~~~~~~~
100 Words 
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 21, 2007, 07:43:47 am

    The canyon updraft caught the small cloud, forced it up, over their heads, over the trees, spreading it wide.  It peppered down on their campsite, like tiny hail, on the tents, Wylie’s pickup, even the plastic tablecloth Mrs. P. had spread on the camp table.  Now Jack was forever a part of where it all began.
     Wylie grinned.  “Guess cousin Jack wasn’t ready to leave  us just yet.”
     Ennis wiped his eyes, pretending something had gotten in them.
     “Ennis, you knew that was gone a happen, didn’t you.”
     Ennis just smiled.  Remembering old advice: when answering questions, less is more.
   

     100 words
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Post by: mariez on September 21, 2007, 12:38:37 pm
    The canyon updraft caught the small cloud, forced it up, over their heads, over the trees, spreading it wide.  It peppered down on their campsite, like tiny hail, on the tents, Wylie’s pickup, even the plastic tablecloth Mrs. P. had spread on the camp table.  Now Jack was forever a part of where it all began.
     Wylie grinned.  “Guess cousin Jack wasn’t ready to leave  us just yet.”
     Ennis wiped his eyes, pretending something had gotten in them.
     “Ennis, you knew that was gone a happen, didn’t you.”
     Ennis just smiled.  Remembering old advice: when answering questions, less is more.
 

That went straight from Ennis's heart right into mine.  Thanks, Clyde.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 21, 2007, 12:40:30 pm
Some Friday prompts - have a great weekend!


Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 21, 2007, 03:58:39 pm
Heart Songs

September 21, 1953
Lightning Flat, Wyoming
8:03 p.m.

Jack curled up in bed, stomach full of cherry cake, hands holding tight to the best birthday present he'd ever gotten - a second-hand harmonica from his favorite uncle.  He'd practiced playing earlier, riding far from the house where only the birds overhead and the black baldies grazing in the tall grass could hear.
   
Still excited from the day, he squeezed his eyes shut, willing himself to sleep, hoping to continue last night's dream with the pink house and the brown-eyed best friend ….

….someone besides the birds and the cattle to listen to the music that was in his heart. 

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Post by: fernly on September 21, 2007, 07:17:30 pm
Quote from: mariez
They were both wrong.  Sometimes less was more.  Sometimes it was everything. 

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Heart Songs

the brown-eyed best friend...someone besides the birds and the cattle to listen to the music that was in his heart. 

Wow.
And thank you.
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 22, 2007, 10:51:45 am

      Wylie still held the container.  “I’ll get rid of this.”
      Ennis shook his head, took the box, placed the green paper covered wire tie and the plastic bag inside it, closed the lid and headed toward the truck.   
      Ennis looked drained, after they’d struck the tents, Wylie told him to find his favorite spot and just sit, he’d pack the truck alone.  “You wouldn’t know where anything goes and I’ve had more practice.” 
     Ennis sat on the grassy knoll hugging  his knees, staring at the mountains, lost in time.
     When he’d finished Wylie strolled over, squatted down.  “Whenever you’re ready.”


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Post by: Clyde-B on September 22, 2007, 12:07:33 pm
Heart Songs

September 21, 1953
Lightning Flat, Wyoming
8:03 p.m.

Jack curled up in bed, stomach full of cherry cake, hands holding tight to the best birthday present he'd ever gotten - a second-hand harmonica from his favorite uncle.  He'd practiced playing earlier, riding far from the house where only the birds overhead and the black baldies grazing in the tall grass could hear.
   
Still excited from the day, he squeezed his eyes shut, willing himself to sleep, hoping to continue last night's dream with the pink house and the brown-eyed best friend ….

….someone besides the birds and the cattle to listen to the music that was in his heart. 

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Marie,
Wonderful way to put it!  The music in our hearts instead of the noise in our minds.
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Post by: mariez on September 22, 2007, 03:08:15 pm
(Thanks, Fern and Clyde.  Clyde, "noise in our minds" is a wonderful way to put it, too!)


Some late Saturday prompts for any Saturday drabblers:



Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 23, 2007, 11:24:08 am

     “Ennis, how’d you know what the wind would do?  With the ashes, I mean.”
      Ennis’s sour expression mellowed into a sly smile.  “What’s it worth?”
      “Buy you a beer.”
      “A big science secret like that?”
      “Okay two.”
      “Tell me, what’s a couple nineteen year olds do on a cliff?”
      Wylie shrugged.
      “Throw stuff off it, dummy.”  He laughed.  “Jack threw a hand full of gravel, got it right back in his face.  But if you timed it right, when the wind stopped...”
       Wylie shook his head.
      “Never was a high school senior, but the college kid owes me two beers.”


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Post by: mariez on September 23, 2007, 03:21:38 pm
     “Ennis, how’d you know what the wind would do?  With the ashes, I mean.”
      Ennis’s sour expression mellowed into a sly smile.  “What’s it worth?”
      “Buy you a beer.”
      “A big science secret like that?”
      “Okay two.”
      “Tell me, what’s a couple nineteen year olds do on a cliff?”
      Wylie shrugged.
      “Throw stuff off it, dummy.”  He laughed.  “Jack threw a hand full of gravel, got it right back in his face.  But if you timed it right, when the wind stopped...”
       Wylie shook his head.
      “Never was a high school senior, but the college kid owes me two beers.”

Clyde, that is great use of those prompts!  I just went totally blank with them!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 23, 2007, 03:24:59 pm
And some late Sunday prompts:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 23, 2007, 09:04:38 pm
Paradise Lost

"Here, read this one, Daddy." Junior settled herself back in bed.

Bedtime Bible Stories.  Ennis cleared his throat and stifled a groan, uncomfortable as always with any talk of sin and salvation.

"Is that what heaven looks like, Daddy?"

He smiled at the colorful pictures of benevolent angels looking down on frolicking children and animals.  He knew exactly what heaven looked like. He closed his eyes, conjuring up the image of sky-blue eyes against the meadows and peaks of Brokeback Mountain and his own brief time in paradise before being abruptly banished from the garden and taking the long, hard fall back to earth. 

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on September 23, 2007, 09:37:03 pm




            Awsome Marie.  simply awsome.. that was wonderful.  Loved the last line.  Loved loved it.
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Post by: Rogue on September 24, 2007, 03:29:59 am
Interlude Four


"Ya know what Ennis?" asked Jack.
"What?" answered Ennis.
"I think we need a little herb garden," suggested Jack.
"What on gods green earth for?" asked Ennis.
"Well for cooking, don't you like fresh herbs in yer food?" replied Jack.
"How should I know, never had fresh herbs in my food ,"stated Ennis.
"I'm sure you have, yer mama probably used them all the time," said Jack.
"Don't remember no herb gardens," stated Ennis matter-of-factly.
"Well Ennis, my mama had one so I'm sure your's had one too," said Jack.
"So bud, when exactly was it you learned to cook cause last time I checked you couldn't cook worth a shit."
"Well a person can improve on things Ennis."







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Post by: Clyde-B on September 24, 2007, 08:34:49 am
      Mrs. P. wrote  “...like fodder from earth’s garden,”  and closed her journal.
     They rode silently, Mrs. P. snored gently in the back seat, Wylie dozed.  Ennis drove, deep in thought, leaving Brokeback again without Jack.  The truck hit a rut, jerked abruptly.  Wylie stirred, shifted, his head came to rest on Ennis’s shoulder.
    I look like a damn pillow?  was halfway up Ennis’s throat before sight of the tousled head and peaceful face stopped it.  Oh, what the hell.
     Wylie’s radio, tuned to a station in Casper, had Willie Nelson singing, “...turns out to be, someone to watch over me.”


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Post by: mariez on September 24, 2007, 12:50:05 pm
Interlude Four
........
"So bud, when exactly was it you learned to cook cause last time I checked you couldn't cook worth a shit."
"well a person can improve on things, Ennis."

Very funny, very sweet and very J&E!


      Mrs. P. wrote  “...like fodder from earth’s garden,”  and closed her journal.
     They rode silently, Mrs. P. snored gently in the back seat, Wylie dozed.  Ennis drove, deep in thought, leaving Brokeback again without Jack.  The truck hit a rut, jerked abruptly.  Wylie stirred, shifted, his head came to rest on Ennis’s shoulder.
    I look like a damn pillow?  was halfway up Ennis’s throat before sight of the tousled head and peaceful face stopped it.  Oh, what the hell.
     Wylie’s radio, tuned to a station in Casper, had Willie Nelson singing, “...turns out to be, someone to watch

Hmmm....looks lilke this story ain't over.....nicely done, Clyde.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 24, 2007, 12:51:14 pm
Some Monday prompts to start the work week:


Have fun!

Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on September 24, 2007, 01:47:46 pm
"Aww. C'mon. You know I have a weak spot for the rugged, blond type, even when they can be quite gruff 'n stubborn at times."

"You calling me stubborn and gruff?"

"Nah, not you En. Never would I dare." Jack couldn't stifle a chuckle.

"I'll show you stubborn. No way we see that film again. There, you have your rugged, blond, gruff 'n stubborn type." Ennis growled and shoved Jack almost off the couch.

"And not to forget handsome."

"Oh, now you're tryin to sweet-talk me? Won't work. You forgot the stubborn part."

"Who's talking 'bout you En, huh? I spoke of that guy in the movie, Nick Nolte."

"I won't watch 48Hours again tonight. You can go and have yourself a nice evening with Mr. Nolte. I'm going to bed early. Night darlin'." Ennis stood and bent down to give Jack a kiss.

"Mh. Tell ya what. Thinking about it, he's not that good-looking at all."

"And he won't warm you when that fire dies down." Ennis replied, nodding towards the fireplace.

"Screw old Nick. I rather screw you tonight."

(183 words)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on September 24, 2007, 02:44:17 pm


    " How long'd you say that heifer has been in labor Jack?"  "I think its bout 48 hrs now."
"Well we better go try and help her finish it, lest we lose em both."  "I think yer probly right cowboy, good idea."
     "Put yer handkerchief over her eyes, she a bit wild eyed now, probly getting close."  "This being her first calf, the canal is pretty narrow, thats the problem I believe...Ok I got it by the front feet, now Jack, you try and hold er steady and I'll pull on it...."  "Splotsh." 
     " Well now lookie there Ennis she got a big heart right in the middle of her forehead." 
"Thats pretty good omen doncha think for our anniversary?"  "Think i'll name her sweetheart."
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Post by: mariez on September 24, 2007, 04:32:36 pm
.....""I won't watch 48Hours again tonight. You can go and have yourself a nice evening with Mr. Nolte. I'm going to bed early. Night darlin'." Ennis stood and bent down to give Jack a kiss.

"Mh. Tell ya what. Thinking about it, he's not that good-looking at all."

"And he won't warm you when that fire dies down." Ennis replied, nodding towards the fireplace.

"Screw old Nick. I rather screw you tonight."
Loved that, Chrissi.  (And I wonder what Jack would think of Nolte's famous mug shot! LOL! )


narrow handkerchief 48 hrs


    " How long'd you say that heifer has been in labor Jack?"  "I think its bout 48 hrs now."
"Well we better go try and help her finish it, lest we lose em both."  "I think yer probly right cowboy, good idea."
     "Put yer handkerchief over her eyes, she a bit wild eyed now, probly getting close."  "This being her first calf, the canal is pretty narrow, thats the problem I believe...Ok I got it by the front feet, now Jack, you try and hold er steady and I'll pull on it...."  "Splotsh." 
     " Well now lookie there Ennis she got a big heart right in the middle of her forehead." 
"Thats pretty good omen doncha think for our anniversary?"  "Think i'll name her sweetheart."
Dang, that was clever, Janice, and sweet - have you been delivering calves in your spare time?     

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 24, 2007, 04:34:19 pm
Something Blue

She surveyed the stack of empty cartons with dread and told herself to just keep moving.  She opened the next drawer quickly, but stopped when her eye caught the nest of white tissue that held a delicate lace handkerchief, the "something new" she had spritzed with cologne and pinned inside her wedding dress.  The soft fabric caught her tears for the first time as she held it against her face for a long moment, the flowery scent long gone, only a mustiness remaining. 

She took a deep breath, placed it carefully into the carton labeled "Bettermost Beans," and moved on….

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Post by: Cameron on September 24, 2007, 08:23:54 pm
Long Ago

Cassie rummaged through the drawer for another handkerchief.  She used up all the tissues, except for the toilet paper, and she didn’t want to use that.  It had been forty eight hours, but somehow it felt like longer, it felt like a lifetime already.  Cassie found one in the back of her drawer.  She stared at it.  It was from high school, with pink embroidered flowers on the corners.  Momma smiled and said “beautiful” when she showed it to her.  That seemed like much more than a lifetime ago.  Cassie went to the bathroom, a narrow shaft of light streamed through the window.  But she didn’t notice it at all, as she tore off a long strip of toilet paper.

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Post by: Clyde-B on September 25, 2007, 09:39:58 am

     By the time the road narrowed toward home it was dusk.  Mattie Twist had dinner waiting, lamb with all the trimmings.  Ennis said no, but Mattie insisted, got a eat she said, didn’t do all that cookin for nothin, need your strength.  They ate hearty, reminisced about Jack, about Brokeback, about the last 48 hours.  Ennis helped clear the table.  In the kitchen, Mattie took his hand,  kissed him on the cheek, whispered, thank you, dabbed her eyes with her handkerchief. 
     When Wylie went to leave, he turned to Ennis.  “Could use a drink.  Want a collect on them beers?”


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Post by: mariez on September 25, 2007, 11:18:12 am
Long Ago

Cassie rummaged through the drawer for another handkerchief.  She used up all the tissues, except for the toilet paper, and she didn’t want to use that.  It had been forty eight hours, but somehow it felt like longer, it felt like a lifetime already.  Cassie found one in the back of her drawer.  She stared at it.  It was from high school, with pink embroidered flowers on the corners.  Momma smiled and said “beautiful” when she showed it to her.  That seemed like much more than a lifetime ago.  Cassie went to the bathroom, a narrow shaft of light streamed through the window.  But she didn’t notice it at all, as she tore off a long strip of toilet paper.

You don't see those "pretty" handkerchiefs much anymore, do you?  Sorry to see Cassie so sad, but it's great to see one of your drabbles.   :)


     By the time the road narrowed toward home it was dusk.  Mattie Twist had dinner waiting, lamb with all the trimmings.  Ennis said no, but Mattie insisted, got a eat she said, didn’t do all that cookin for nothin, need your strength.  They ate hearty, reminisced about Jack, about Brokeback, about the last 48 hours.  Ennis helped clear the table.  In the kitchen, Mattie took his hand,  kissed him on the cheek, whispered, thank you, dabbed her eyes with her handkerchief. 
     When Wylie went to leave, he turned to Ennis.  “Could use a drink.  Want a collect on them beers?”

Yes, I do!  - I mean, yes - Ennis does!   ;D

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 25, 2007, 11:19:14 am
What a great variety of drabbles yesterday!

Let's see what these prompts can do:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 25, 2007, 04:06:38 pm
Fathers and Sons

"…..roly-poly, pell-mell…..''

Bobby giggled.  "Once more, Daddy, please?  It's my favorite." 

"Just once, and then lights out, okay?"  Jack smiled and leaned in close to whisper his secret.  "It's my favorite, too." 

"It is?" Bobby was delighted.  "Did your daddy read you The Poky Little Puppy?" 

Jack's smile faded a bit as he flipped back the pages of the Little Golden Book, but he kept his voice light.  "No, bud, he didn't have much time."

He started reading quickly, stopping any further questions.  His son was a long way from Lightning Flat and he wanted to keep it that way. 

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Post by: outrider on September 25, 2007, 04:51:02 pm
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Post by: Rogue on September 26, 2007, 03:44:42 am
"Just tell me what you want Jack," said Ennis.
"I want us to make a promise to each other,I know we can't get married, but we can at least exchange rings or something," explained Jack.
"I've been thinking about that too," admitted Ennis.
"Well I thougt we might do something about it than," said Jack pulling a gold Ring out of his pocket.
"Well it looks like we both had the same idea," stated Ennis pulling his own ring out.
"And to think all of that fighting was about nothing," stated Jack.
"I guess so, I'm just glad it's all over," said Ennis.
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 26, 2007, 08:14:50 am

     Ennis wanted a drink.  Not nursing beers, not a shot or two of Old Rose.   A serious drink - to forget - tequila, Cuervo Gold if he was lucky.  Problem was, he couldn’t afford a cup of coffee, and as nice as Wylie seemed, drunk or sober, the kid scared the hell out of him.  “Thanks, I think not.”
     Mrs. P. pulled him aside.  “You ever examine what you’re doing and why?”   Ennis stood like a scolded child.  “You tiptoe through life like you’re afraid of leaving footprints.  Ennis, time ran out on you once, you think it won’t do it again?” 


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Post by: mariez on September 26, 2007, 12:21:39 pm
......
"I guess so, I'm just glad it's all over," said Ennis.

Me, too.  Nice when they're on the same page.   :)


......  “You tiptoe through life like you’re afraid of leaving footprints.  Ennis, time ran out on you once, you think it won’t do it again?” 

Dang, I'm green with envy over these lines, Clyde. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 26, 2007, 12:22:55 pm
Happy Hump Day!


Marie
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Post by: outrider on September 26, 2007, 01:58:55 pm
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Post by: mariez on September 26, 2007, 08:23:16 pm
Here Comes the Groom

Jack checked his watch discreetly, his mind wandering. Damn.  They'd never get done cleaning out the attic at this rate, especially with Fayette and Lureen stopping every five minutes to yap about some old piece of crap. He wanted to get to the store and buy that tent he'd seen before he left tomorrow, and ….

"Oh, honey, remember these from our wedding cake!"

He didn't remember them, but nodded as she put the figures into his hand, the tiny groom a sad reflection of himself on that day – plastic and hollow with a forced grin frozen on his face.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on September 26, 2007, 08:46:47 pm
     Ennis wanted a drink.  Not nursing beers, not a shot or two of Old Rose.   A serious drink - to forget - tequila, Cuervo Gold if he was lucky.  Problem was, he couldn’t afford a cup of coffee, and as nice as Wylie seemed, drunk or sober, the kid scared the hell out of him.  “Thanks, I think not.”
     Mrs. P. pulled him aside.  “You ever examine what you’re doing and why?”   Ennis stood like a scolded child.  “You tiptoe through life like you’re afraid of leaving footprints.  Ennis, time ran out on you once, you think it won’t do it again?” 


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          I love this Clyde...it is absolutely teriffic.
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Post by: Rogue on September 27, 2007, 03:03:22 am
Interlude Five

"How's the mare doing?" asked Jack.
"Not so good, but I don't want to interfere unless I really have to," answered Ennis.
Ennis's best mare was in labor but was starting to have a little trouble.
"I think oyu should get in there, do something before you lose her Ennis," suggested Jack.
"I think your right," stated Ennis stepping into the stall and preparing to check the position of the foal.
"What's goin on?" asked Jack.
"Foals facin the wrong direction, I'm turning it now,"stated Ennis.
Minutes later the mare gave birth to a beautiful paint colt.
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 27, 2007, 12:14:24 pm
Hi everyone,

How about for today, we take a visit to the animal kingdom?


Have fun!

Leslie
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Post by: mariez on September 27, 2007, 04:03:28 pm
Interlude Five

"How's the mare doing?" asked Jack.
"Not so good, but I don't want to interfere unless I really have to," answered Ennis.
Ennis's best mare was in labor but was starting to have a little trouble.
"I think oyu should get in there, do something before you lose her Ennis," suggested Jack.
"I think your right," stated Ennis stepping into the stall and preparing to check the position of the foal.
"What's goin on?" asked Jack.
"Foals facin the wrong direction, I'm turning it now,"stated Ennis.
Minutes later the mare gave birth to a beautiful paint colt.

What a lovely life-affirming moment for the boys to share.   :)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 27, 2007, 04:07:52 pm
Small Blessings

Junior was deep in concentration as she formed her mashed potatoes into a mountain, made an indentation in the top, and carefully poured the gravy.

"Look, Francie – a volcano!" 

Francie started to giggle, but Ennis was stern.  "Alma, Jr., don't play with your food." 

Junior bit her lip.  Mama and Daddy had been mean to each other again before Mama left for work and she knew how the rest of the night would go, with Daddy drinking beer and staring at the T.V., looking so sad it made her want to cry.

She got up suddenly and tugged on Ennis's arm.  "What goes 'aa aa aa'?"

Ennis looked up, startled. "Uh….what?"

Junior smiled and repeated the words slowly.  "What goes 'aa aa aa'?"

Ennis sighed and forced a small smile.  "I don't know, darlin', what?"

"A sheep with no lips!" 

Ennis looked startled again, but this time he burst into laughter and pulled Junior into a hug, nuzzling her cheek.  "Thank you, darlin," he whispered.

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Post by: Rogue on September 28, 2007, 12:24:52 am
Interlude Six


Jack and Ennis were on their first camping trip since Brokeback, and Ennis had just shot and elk that would be their meat for the duration of their trip.  While Ennis cut up the meat and prepared it for storage Jack went to get the wood so they could put it up where the bears and other animals wouldn't get it. 
Later that night they sat around the fire enjoying the elk meat when Jack said, "Well cowboy it's almost like Brokeback, except we don't have to worry about them damn sheep."
"Your right about that rodeo, isn't it nice, said Ennis.
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Post by: mariez on September 28, 2007, 12:37:59 pm
Interlude Six


Jack and Ennis were on their first camping trip since Brokeback, and Ennis had just shot and elk that would be their meat for the duration of their trip.  While Ennis cut up the meat and prepared it for storage Jack went to get the wood so they could put it up where the bears and other animals wouldn't get it. 
Later that night they sat around the fire enjoying the elk meat when Jack said, "Well cowboy it's almost like Brokeback, except we don't have to worry about them damn sheep."
"Your right about that rodeo, isn't it nice, said Ennis.

I like these peaceful slice-of-life moments.   :)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 28, 2007, 12:38:56 pm
This week flew by .... how about these for today:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 28, 2007, 04:16:12 pm
Internal Bleeding

His sleep had been deep and dreamless; it wasn't the pain that woke him, but the warm dampness on his face.  As he slowly opened his eyes and saw the blood on his pillow, a jumble of images began to form in his mind.  Angry words, broken beer bottles, swinging fists… no memory of who or why, only of the relentless need to release the ever-present demons.

Accepting the challenge he read in his own eyes, he pressed the cold, wet cloth harder against his face, taking comfort in the pain; acknowledging it as the penance that was his due.

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Post by: Clyde-B on September 29, 2007, 12:42:34 am

     Ennis and Wylie hardly spoke driving to Woody’s.  Ennis had decided nursing a couple of beers was preferable to being lectured.  But something had changed with Wylie.  He’d gotten quiet.  It happened when Ennis turned him down.  “Ain’t interferein with your plans am I?”
     “Nope.” 
     “Good.  Wouldn’t want that.”
     Silence settled between them like a wall, broken only by the occasional jingle of Wylie’s keys, hanging from the ignition, banging against their plastic tag. 
     Ennis longed for Jack’s lost friendship, so warm it could be felt across the miles, so durable it withstood both time and the heat of anger.


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     Thanks Marie and Janice!
      Been working days and nights last couple of days - database problems - mind has turned to mush!
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Post by: Rogue on September 29, 2007, 04:26:59 am
Interlude Seven


All those time Jack asked Ennis to come and make a life with him Ennis was unaware of the silent message he was giving Jack.  He never realized the pain he caused him.  Jack hid it so well, he accepted things the way they were.  He knew that was only way he would be able to stay with Ennis, he didn't feel he had a choice.  Sometimes he did get tired of waiting, even though he knew deep down inside that what he was waiting for would probably never happen, Ennis was too stubborn for that, but he had to hold out hope, that was after all the only thing he had left.
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Post by: mariez on September 29, 2007, 11:24:41 am
......
     Ennis longed for Jack’s lost friendship, so warm it could be felt across the miles, so durable it withstood both time and the heat of anger. 
Beautifully stated, Clyde and so moving. 

....      Been working days and nights last couple of days - database problems - mind has turned to mush!
Sorry about the long hours - you'd never know it from your drabbles, as sharp and insightful as ever. 

Interlude Seven
......, but he had to hold out hope, that was after all the only thing he had left.
Nicely done and so sad.  Once we lose hope, we lose everything.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 29, 2007, 11:28:27 am
Any Saturday drabblers?  How about:


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on September 29, 2007, 12:00:10 pm

This is a first for me..going back to yesterdays prompts.


    Ennis walked away from the phone booth.  His pain was so hot inside, he felt like he might combust right on the spot.  Searing painful, lonely, devastation.  The people he passed by were unaware of his morose feelings.  The way he looked was not something you could ignore however.
He rather stumbled, and started, as he wound his way to his truck..
    One young man said, "mister, you ok?"   He merely nodded his head with the most intense effort, he had ever had to supply.
    They could not know the message he had read.  They would never know of the short call to the wife.  It was the end.  All is lost, He had died this hour, now he was just looking for the place to lie down.

127 wds
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Post by: mariez on September 29, 2007, 07:45:20 pm
This is a first for me..going back to yesterdays prompts.


    Ennis walked away from the phone booth.  His pain was so hot inside, he felt like he might combust right on the spot.  Searing painful, lonely, devastation.  The people he passed by were unaware of his morose feelings.  The way he looked was not something you could ignore however.
He rather stumbled, and started, as he wound his way to his truck..
    One young man said, "mister, you ok?"   He merely nodded his head with the most intense effort, he had ever had to supply.
    They could not know the message he had read.  They would never know of the short call to the wife.  It was the end.  All is lost, He had died this hour, now he was just looking for the place to lie down.

127 wds

You outdid yourself, Janice - that cut so deep, especially the last line. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 29, 2007, 07:49:13 pm
Sins of Our Fathers

He usually kept his eyes averted from others as he walked through town, but as he spotted the two elderly men crossing the street, he found himself transfixed, a thrill of fear running down his spine…..

No longer in Riverton, he now stood on the streets of Sage, an eight-year old boy watching the look of disgust and contempt form on his daddy's face as those two tough old birds came into sight….

He took a breath and swallowed the bile rising in his throat, shame now added to the fear as he imagined his daddy's face turning towards him.

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: Rogue on September 30, 2007, 03:33:31 am
Interlude Eight

Ennis didn't know why Jack contintued to ask him to be with him, especially after he had turned him down so many times.  Didn't Jack understand, people would know, they would look and him and Jack with disgust.  Ennis didn't theink Jack understood what is was like for two guys livin' together, but Ennis knew he had seen it with his own two eyes when he was just a pup.  one of the reason he had told Jack the story about Earl was to discourage him from wanting to live together, but it hadn't worked out like he had wanted.
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Post by: MaineWriter on September 30, 2007, 06:00:30 am
Hello everyone,

It is very early Sunday morning and I will be offline for most of the day, but to get your creative juices flowing, how about:


Leslie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on September 30, 2007, 06:14:15 am

      Thank you Marie, you are so sweet.


      I am glad you liked it Susie, I will have to admit, it made me tear up too..
      I was in a sad day. 
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Post by: fernly on September 30, 2007, 03:23:16 pm
a once again time-delayed drabble...from the 25th's prompt...
(and too long for the rules by far :-\, but since the prompt inspired it, here it is)


Footprints

   No matter how he rushed his chores, no matter what clothes and cans and gear he stuffed into a sack the evening before, there was always something. Somebody wanting something. Alma needing him to fix a handle on one of the kitchen cupboards. The foreman keeping him talking over the spurge situation that they couldn't let get out of control, or about the latest cowboy who'd come in on the grub line and might or might not be worth keeping on. The girls needing him to read and sign their homework, like he understood what the charts or graphs or reports were about anyway. Only thing he really felt bad about was skimping over Jr. and Jenny's work, but he did enough to make the girls happy, and to keep Alma and the foreman from talking at him even longer. So he never escaped in time to get to the mountains covered thick with trees, not like barren Riverton, to the deep or rushing water they liked to camp beside, before Jack, who had to drive ten times farther, got there and had a fire burning.
   When he showed up this time, the lid of the coffeepot was rattling from the heat, but Jack was nowhere in sight. Ennis led the horses off the trailer and picketed them where grasses and low bushes grew in the sun. Jack still hadn't come back, so Ennis pulled the battered pot far enough over on the grate that the coffee wouldn't boil down to nothing, and looked around for where Jack might have gone off to. Found Jack's footprints easy enough, right boot leaving a deeper mark from the limp he'd never shook from rodeoing, but steady otherwise. Ennis walked along the side of the river, moving faster and faster across sand and then gravel and narrow curves of half-dried mud where small creeks had run, in wetter months, into the river. His mouth was going bone dry, but he didn't try to figure if it was from worry that maybe Jack had come across a bear, or instead from how he felt every time he was this close to Jack, but still hadn't touched him. He saw where Jack must have stopped, looking at something or listening, or just thinking like he did sometimes, scared Ennis when Jack got quiet like that, and his footprints were one over the other where he'd walked in circles, then stood for a while, smoked, then crushed his cigarette into the dirt.
   He found him in the trees, tracked him easy even though his boots had left no more than scuff marks in the thick pine duff. Stood still and gave himself enough time just to look, let himself believe Jack would really be there, that long second later, when he couldn't wait and started moving again to where Jack stood, green and gold sunlight on his shoulder and marking the side of his face. Then Jack was moving and they came together, saying no more to each other than their names, once, disappearing into each other until the two shapes of their bodies were no more distinguishable than two trees grown together into one.

   Two weeks after they had returned to Riverton and Childress, their footprints along the river had disappeared, blown away by a fierce wind even before the rain that would have washed them away poured down, refilling the creeks. But the marks left by their steps under the trees lasted for months, sheltered by the wide and spreading branches, and then, even through the winter, if someone had come back and dug through the drifted snow, looking for sign, they could have found them, though never read what they meant, those footprints separate and together, and filled, until spring came again, with uncountable pieces of ice.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on September 30, 2007, 03:47:33 pm



        Fernly
           That was wonderful.  Reminded me of a Robt. Frost poem.  It was so real, like you could almost smell the coffee, and the pine..Hear the river ripple along.   Beautiful...........janice
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Post by: Penthesilea on September 30, 2007, 03:52:01 pm

Footprints

   No matter how he rushed his chores, no matter what clothes and cans and gear he stuffed into a sack the evening before, there was always something. Somebody wanting something. Alma needing him to fix a handle on one of the kitchen cupboards. The foreman keeping him talking over the spurge situation that they couldn't let get out of control, or about the latest cowboy who'd come in on the grub line and might or might not be worth keeping on. The girls needing him to read and sign their homework, like he understood what the charts or graphs or reports were about anyway. Only thing he really felt bad about was skimping over Jr. and Jenny's work, but he did enough to make the girls happy, and to keep Alma and the foreman from talking at him even longer. So he never escaped in time to get to the mountains covered thick with trees, not like barren Riverton, to the deep or rushing water they liked to camp beside, before Jack, who had to drive ten times farther, got there and had a fire burning.
   When he showed up this time, the lid of the coffeepot was rattling from the heat, but Jack was nowhere in sight. Ennis led the horses off the trailer and picketed them where grasses and low bushes grew in the sun. Jack still hadn't come back, so Ennis pulled the battered pot far enough over on the grate that the coffee wouldn't boil down to nothing, and looked around for where Jack might have gone off to. Found Jack's footprints easy enough, right boot leaving a deeper mark from the limp he'd never shook from rodeoing, but steady otherwise. Ennis walked along the side of the river, moving faster and faster across sand and then gravel and narrow curves of half-dried mud where small creeks had run, in wetter months, into the river. His mouth was going bone dry, but he didn't try to figure if it was from worry that maybe Jack had come across a bear, or instead from how he felt every time he was this close to Jack, but still hadn't touched him. He saw where Jack must have stopped, looking at something or listening, or just thinking like he did sometimes, scared Ennis when Jack got quiet like that, and his footprints were one over the other where he'd walked in circles, then stood for a while, smoked, then crushed his cigarette into the dirt.
   He found him in the trees, tracked him easy even though his boots had left no more than scuff marks in the thick pine duff. Stood still and gave himself enough time just to look, let himself believe Jack would really be there, that long second later, when he couldn't wait and started moving again to where Jack stood, green and gold sunlight on his shoulder and marking the side of his face. Then Jack was moving and they came together, saying no more to each other than their names, once, disappearing into each other until the two shapes of their bodies were no more distinguishable than two trees grown together into one.

   Two weeks after they had returned to Riverton and Childress, their footprints along the river had disappeared, blown away by a fierce wind even before the rain that would have washed them away poured down, refilling the creeks. But the marks left by their steps under the trees lasted for months, sheltered by the wide and spreading branches, and then, even through the winter, if someone had come back and dug through the drifted snow, looking for sign, they could have found them, though never read what they meant, those footprints separate and together, and filled, until spring came again, with uncountable pieces of ice.




Oh. (that's a quiet and slow "o", full of amazement)
Pure beauty, Fern. This is outstanding.

Their marks will be found by people who care to look for years and years to come.
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Post by: mariez on September 30, 2007, 10:54:11 pm
Interlude Eight

Ennis didn't know why Jack contintued to ask him to be with him, especially after he had turned him down so many times.  Didn't Jack understand, people would know, they would look and him and Jack with disgust.  Ennis didn't theink Jack understood what is was like for two guys livin' together, but Ennis knew he had seen it with his own two eyes when he was just a pup.  one of the reason he had told Jack the story about Earl was to discourage him from wanting to live together, but it hadn't worked out like he had wanted.

Poor Earl and Rich; poor Ennis and Jack.  :(


Footprints
.......
   Two weeks after they had returned to Riverton and Childress, their footprints along the river had disappeared, blown away by a fierce wind even before the rain that would have washed them away poured down, refilling the creeks. But the marks left by their steps under the trees lasted for months, sheltered by the wide and spreading branches, and then, even through the winter, if someone had come back and dug through the drifted snow, looking for sign, they could have found them, though never read what they meant, those footprints separate and together, and filled, until spring came again, with uncountable pieces of ice.

Fern, I echo Janice's and Chrissi's comments; you had me mesmerized from the first exquisite word to the last - there's no such thing as "too long" when it comes to your writing. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 30, 2007, 11:42:27 pm

     “Well, look what the wind blew in.”  Phyree Biddle was tending bar, her hair piled high, like some architect’s nightmare.  Wylie had barely introduced Ennis when Trudy Wilson swooped in, dragged him off to the jukebox.  Wylie was getting his own lecture.
     “That twosome won’t bear up under much a that.”  Phyree whispered under her breath.  “Thinks she can pen him up like some sheep.  Not our Wylie.  No more’n you’d cage a wild elk.”
     “What’ll you have, Ennis?”
     “Uh...”  Ennis shoved his hand in his pocket hoping for a five spot.
     “Don’t bother, honey.  Your money’s no good tonight.”


     100 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on September 30, 2007, 11:58:17 pm

     Trudy stormed back from the jukebox, pain in her face, grabbed her sweater off the barstool, rushed out.
     Wylie fed the jukebox, punched a couple of numbers, strolled back to the bar. 
     “Trudy didn’t get my message.  She was unaware we were going to Brokeback.  Findin out another woman went really made her mad.”
     “Phyree, How bout a shot - tequila.”  Ennis looked at Wylie.  “Better make it two”
     Phyree poured three and they all raised their glasses.
     Ennis winked.  “Tequila to forget.”
     Phyree chuckled.  “Tequila makes your clothes fall off.”
     Mary McBride sang, “No one’s gonna love you like me.”

     100 words
 
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Post by: Rogue on October 01, 2007, 02:56:52 am
Interlude nine


Jack had decided to spend the day in the kitchen, he was going to utilize his new found cooking skills.  He wanted to suprise Ennis with a garlic braid, which was a loaf of garlic bread in the shape of a briad.  Jack finally had dinner ready right about the time Ennis came lookin for it.  As they sat down to eat Ennis noticed the garlic braid on the table, "What the hell is that?" he asked pointing toward it.
  "It's bread Ennis, Just try it," answered Jack.
   Ennis did as Jack said, "Well bud, it sure is better than your beans," commented Ennis.
   "Ha Ha, very funny Ennis."

(http://rickiscookies.com/pics/bread_plain_braided_small.jpg)
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 01, 2007, 10:33:18 am
Morning all,


L
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Post by: mariez on October 01, 2007, 01:56:00 pm
     “Well, look what the wind blew in.”  Phyree Biddle was tending bar, her hair piled high, like some architect’s nightmare.  Wylie had barely introduced Ennis when Trudy Wilson swooped in, dragged him off to the jukebox.  Wylie was getting his own lecture.
     “That twosome won’t bear up under much a that.”  Phyree whispered under her breath.  “Thinks she can pen him up like some sheep.  Not our Wylie.  No more’n you’d cage a wild elk.”
     “What’ll you have, Ennis?”
     “Uh...”  Ennis shoved his hand in his pocket hoping for a five spot.
     “Don’t bother, honey.  Your money’s no good tonight.”
Phyree Biddle - what a great name; it suits her!

     Trudy stormed back from the jukebox, pain in her face, grabbed her sweater off the barstool, rushed out.
     Wylie fed the jukebox, punched a couple of numbers, strolled back to the bar. 
     “Trudy didn’t get my message.  She was unaware we were going to Brokeback.  Findin out another woman went really made her mad.”
     “Phyree, How bout a shot - tequila.”  Ennis looked at Wylie.  “Better make it two”
     Phyree poured three and they all raised their glasses.
     Ennis winked.  “Tequila to forget.”
     Phyree chuckled.  “Tequila makes your clothes fall off.”
     Mary McBride sang, “No one’s gonna love you like me.”
Sounds like a promising night!   ;D


   Ennis did as Jack said, "Well bud, it sure is better than your beans," commented Ennis.
   "Ha Ha, very funny Ennis."
Hard to get Ennis out of his comfort zone, isn't it?   ;)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 01, 2007, 01:57:56 pm
Hold, Please

Jack sighed when he heard the voice on the other end of the line say quickly, "May I put you on hold?"  and found himself listening to some annoying song before he'd had a chance to respond.  Why did they bother asking?  He wondered what would happen if they actually waited long enough for someone to say "No, you may not." 

He paced, doodled, checked his watch, paced some more.  Damn.  Sometimes it seemed like he spent half his life ….the bitter truth hit him in the face like a bucket of cold water before the thought was even completed. 

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: Rogue on October 02, 2007, 02:58:51 am
Interlude Ten


Ennis had been waiting all week for this day, his favorite football team was having one of their biggest games of the season.  he had been planning it since the start of football season, Jack had decided to go into town for some shopping fun, so it was Ennis his chips, bean dip, and beer.  Just the way he liked it no one around to bother him while he watch T.V..  Once Ennis sat down and was comfortable he turned the T.V. on and flip to the station, but when he got there all he saw was a blue screen and white lettering, "Due to technical difficulties the previously scheduled programing has been post poned."
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Post by: Clyde-B on October 02, 2007, 08:32:52 am

     One essential truth of small towns applies also to Lightning Flat:  If you don’t want people to know about it, don’t do it.     
     As he lowered his glass Ennis spied a photograph tacked behind the bar.  Jack, his arm around some bearded stranger, both holding drinks, toasting the photographer. 
     “Who’s that?”
     “Some Texan, friend a Jack’s.  Come up with him last time.”
     Ennis’s face fell.  He couldn’t hide the sadness, disgust.  He felt sick, them staring, so happy, from that picture.
     “Sorry folks, I got a move.”
     Ennis grabbed a shot, a beer, headed toward the booths in the back.

     100 words
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 02, 2007, 09:06:26 am
Hello Drabblers!

For today:


L
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 02, 2007, 01:29:32 pm

                                      What?
          "Today people we have to get our biography ready to be placed in the files.  Jack Twist what is your very favorite thing you ever tasted?" " Well I think it was a good cold beer.  Sept fer maybe a glass of grape juice when I was a lil kid."  " What is your very favorite place?"  "Well, a place called Brokeback Mountain, I guess.  Yeah thats it, for sure." " Now what was your favorite sound?"
"Well I guess it was the sound of a peaceful sleep, of my friend on our camping trips. Or maybe the sound of his laughing."  " Well last question, do you think you could spend your eternity doing those three things?" Jack thought for a moment. " Sleeping with Ennis, in a tent on Brokeback Mountain, and having a good cold beer or some juice to drink when I woke up....? " Sure, sure nough." 
           "Ok Michael file that with the others.  He has to finish processing before the beginning of time starts..."
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Post by: mariez on October 02, 2007, 07:04:41 pm
Interlude Ten
....... Once Ennis sat down and was comfortable he turned the T.V. on and flip to the station, but when he got there all he saw was a blue screen and white lettering, "Due to technical difficulties the previously scheduled programing has been post poned."
I hate when that happens! (and how funny that he has bean dip when Jack's out!)


     One essential truth of small towns applies also to Lightning Flat:  If you don’t want people to know about it, don’t do it.    
     As he lowered his glass Ennis spied a photograph tacked behind the bar.  Jack, his arm around some bearded stranger, both holding drinks, toasting the photographer. 
     “Who’s that?”
     “Some Texan, friend a Jack’s.  Come up with him last time.”
     Ennis’s face fell.  He couldn’t hide the sadness, disgust.  He felt sick, them staring, so happy, from that picture.
     “Sorry folks, I got a move.”
     Ennis grabbed a shot, a beer, headed toward the booths in the back.
Awww, Ennis....that made me sad, too. 


                                      What?
          "Today people we have to get our biography ready to be placed in the files.  Jack Twist what is your very favorite thing you ever tasted?" " Well I think it was a good cold beer.  Sept fer maybe a glass of grape juice when I was a lil kid."  " What is your very favorite place?"  "Well, a place called Brokeback Mountain, I guess.  Yeah thats it, for sure." " Now what was your favorite sound?"
"Well I guess it was the sound of a peaceful sleep, of my friend on our camping trips. Or maybe the sound of his laughing."  " Well last question, do you think you could spend your eternity doing those three things?" Jack thought for a moment. " Sleeping with Ennis, in a tent on Brokeback Mountain, and having a good cold beer or some juice to drink when I woke up....? " Sure, sure nough." 
           "Ok Michael file that with the others.  He has to finish processing before the beginning of time starts..."
That's so clever, Janice, and such a comforting thought. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 02, 2007, 07:13:17 pm
A Wise Man

Late August, 1963

Ennis was sitting awkwardly on the edge of the sofa in the Beers' living room when he caught sight of the books on the coffeetable, one of them bringing back a cherished childhood memory of curling up with his mama as she read to him about Tom Sawyer and all his friends.

"Ennis!"

The Mark Twain biography fell to the table as he rose to greet her, the book falling open to a passage he would never read: 

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do……

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100 Words
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Post by: Rogue on October 03, 2007, 03:16:49 am
"Ennis are ya coming?" asked Jack.
"Coming where?” asked Ennis in return.
"To the grocery store remember I told you yesterday that I was going today,” stated Jack.
"No, can’t say as I recall that conversation,” said Ennis.
"Well is there anything in particular you really want and can't live without?” asked Jack.
Ennis looked thoughtful for a moment then said, "I don't rightly know," as he headed into the kitchen to look around, every few moments he would sneak a look at Jack as he pretended to look thru the cupboards.  Jack was standing in the doorway of the kitchen with a big smirk on his face watching Ennis.  when Ennis reached the refrigerator he said, "ya know bud, I sure could go for some grape juice right about now."
"But Ennis you don't Even like grape juice," said Jack.
"Well maybe I changed my mind," stated Ennis mater-of-factly.
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Post by: fernly on October 03, 2007, 04:04:24 am
Janice, Chrissi, Marie...thank you so much.
You warm my heart.
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Post by: Clyde-B on October 03, 2007, 08:14:06 am

     Wylie followed, they sat, the Cuervo bottle between them.  “Phyree said you needed this.”
     Ennis stared through dead eyes, Wylie talked.
     “They came August, I remember cause that’s Cooter’s apple pickin time.  Don’t pick his Lodi’s August, they turn a mush. 
     “Texan seemed nice enough, but he and Jack had a terrible row.  Somethin the Texan said a his father.  Texan left.  Jack was glad, said he’d made a big mistake.
     “Aunt Matt asked Jack a bring a creole garlic braid for the pumpkin festival end a October.  Said he couldn’t.  Was goin huntin with you, if he got lucky.”



     100 words
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Post by: mariez on October 03, 2007, 12:05:40 pm
"Ennis are ya coming?" asked Jack.
"Coming where?” asked Ennis in return.
"To the grocery store remember I told you yesterday that I was going today,” stated Jack.
"No, can’t say as I recall that conversation,” said Ennis.
"Well is there anything in particular you really want and can't live without?” asked Jack.
Ennis looked thoughtful for a moment then said, "I don't rightly know," as he headed into the kitchen to look around, every few moments he would sneak a look at Jack as he pretended to look thru the cupboards.  Jack was standing in the doorway of the kitchen with a big smirk on his face watching Ennis.  when Ennis reached the refrigerator he said, "ya know bud, I sure could go for some grape juice right about now."
"But Ennis you don't Even like grape juice," said Jack.
"Well maybe I changed my mind," stated Ennis mater-of-factly.

This is funny - you're not so predictable after all, are you, Ennis? 


     Wylie followed, they sat, the Cuervo bottle between them.  “Phyree said you needed this.”
     Ennis stared through dead eyes, Wylie talked.
     “They came August, I remember cause that’s Cooter’s apple pickin time.  Don’t pick his Lodi’s August, they turn a mush. 
     “Texan seemed nice enough, but he and Jack had a terrible row.  Somethin the Texan said a his father.  Texan left.  Jack was glad, said he’d made a big mistake.
     “Aunt Matt asked Jack a bring a creole garlic braid for the pumpkin festival end a October.  Said he couldn’t.  Was goin huntin with you, if he got lucky.”
 

Big sigh of relief.  Ennis punishes himself so much I can't bear to see more inflicted from the outside - thanks, Clyde!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 03, 2007, 12:07:14 pm
Hey, everyone - some Wednesay prompts:   :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 03, 2007, 03:55:47 pm
Just Because

August 23, 1963

His eyes were focused ahead on the endless yellow line running the lonely stretch of highway, and his long legs were sure and steady as his thoughts marched around his mind in a weary circle  - fear, guilt, anger, confusion – but, above all else, the sinking feeling of having been set adrift. 

He'd never had a true friend before.  Someone that liked him not because he looked a certain way, or because he had a good seat on a horse, or because he could fix things, or because he was a good shot.  Someone who liked him just because he was.

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: cwby30 on October 03, 2007, 04:33:13 pm
Afternoon, Clyde.

Well, haven't spoken up in way too long.  Had to tell you how much I'm enjoying your story about Ennis and Wylie.  Really has run the gamut of emotions, and has taken Ennis far outside of his comfort zone.  Now that he has taken Jack back to Brokeback, I hope Ennis can see his way to taking the advice from Ms. P, and move forward with the second chance in front of him. Not sure yet if Wylie is gay, or in love with Ennis.  But if he is, I hope Ennis can bring himself to hold onto Wylie.  Not because he reminds Ennis of Jack, but because he is himself, a different person with the ability to love Ennis back. And hope Wylie can see that, too, and hold on. 

Thanks again. 
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Post by: Cameron on October 03, 2007, 05:43:24 pm
(Hi there! Yes, a strange one.  Guess I am just thinking of Ennis and beaches.)

The Golden Circle

Ennis stared at the sun.  It was a glowing round circle of gold.  He looked at the water.  It was reflecting the brilliance of the sun.  He watched the waves roll in.  They lapped at his feet.  He felt so ancient, like he had been around forever already, it all was so long ago.

Ennis turned around.  Some children were running around behind him in the sand.  They were yelling and laughing, and falling down and rolling in the sand.  Near them was a couple, sitting in beach chairs engrossed in their books, those popular cheap ones that Cassie always used to read.  That seemed like so long ago too.

Ennis turned back to the water, and to the sun.  He felt the water on his bare feet.  He bent down and rolled up his pants.  Then he walked further out into the water, closer to the sun, on her journey into the ocean.

(154 words)
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 03, 2007, 08:53:14 pm
      Just a crazy idea that came to me....sorry...


         Yakob and Enoch had to hurry and get to the city before nightfall.  The
gates would be closed, and they would be outside the walls with no safety.  The evening sun was going behind the sands and making its nightly travels to the underworld.. "Hurry Yakob, Enoch said pleading for his friend to speed up his walking." They began to run.  The gatemen were standing just inside the huge wooden gates, with the metal hardware of gigantic proportions..."Oh thank goodness we made it."  Yakob  said bending over with his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath.
The Hittites are on the way young men...You might have been lost forever if you
had been any later... The circle of life is dying behind the western lands.  Yakob wondered how the ancients had figured out where the Ra went when the darkness came...
       " Alright Enoch, its time for me to get home...my family will be worried..See you around I guess."
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Post by: Clyde-B on October 04, 2007, 08:30:44 am

     Ennis eased a bit.  If he’d been more sober he might have worried how much Wylie knew. How he knew just the right thing to say.  But he was in that twilight between harsh reality and total oblivion, enjoying the almost forgotten luxury of believing someone might care.
     Men sometimes talk about feelings, their eyes like tiny TV screens flashing ‘Technical Difficulties’ or their voices like a billing agent saying, “May I put you on hold?”  The mellow softened that too.       
     “You love that little girl?”
     “Trudy?”  Wylie shrugged.
     “You don’t love her, it ain’t right a pretend you do.”


     100 words
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Post by: Clyde-B on October 04, 2007, 09:14:59 am
Afternoon, Clyde.

Well, haven't spoken up in way too long.  Had to tell you how much I'm enjoying your story about Ennis and Wylie.  Really has run the gamut of emotions, and has taken Ennis far outside of his comfort zone.  Now that he has taken Jack back to Brokeback, I hope Ennis can see his way to taking the advice from Ms. P, and move forward with the second chance in front of him. Not sure yet if Wylie is gay, or in love with Ennis.  But if he is, I hope Ennis can bring himself to hold onto Wylie.  Not because he reminds Ennis of Jack, but because he is himself, a different person with the ability to love Ennis back. And hope Wylie can see that, too, and hold on. 

Thanks again. 

Thank you cwby30,

   I hope I don't disappoint you.  I'm glad you like Wylie.  Nobody can replace Jack, but I wanted Ennis to see that his happiness didn't have to end.  I don't want to give too much away, but Wylie is a better horseman than Jack.  He understands how to handle an old stallion with a low startle point.

    I hope you decide to write for us again soon!

   
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Post by: Rogue on October 04, 2007, 11:32:06 am
Ennis was in the barn when Jack came out to see what he was doing, "whatcha up to cowboy?"
"Just looking at this here tractor,"
"Why? That things been broke down since we moved here.”
"I'm thinkin I might fix it."
"It's ancient Ennis we could just buy a new one."
“I don’t think we need a new one Jack, it may take some time but this one can be fixed.”
“Do we really need a tractor anyway, this is after all a horse ranch.”
“That’s really not the point Jack.”
“Then what is?”
“What if some day we do need it? Then at least we’ll have one.”
“Yeah well I still think we should buy a new one,” said Jack as he left the barn, leaving Ennis to look over the tractor.
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Post by: mariez on October 04, 2007, 01:13:06 pm
The Golden Circle

Ennis stared at the sun.  It was a glowing round circle of gold.  He looked at the water.  It was reflecting the brilliance of the sun.  He watched the waves roll in.  They lapped at his feet.  He felt so ancient, like he had been around forever already, it all was so long ago. ......
Lovely and mysterious - is it an excerpt from "The Journey"?


      Just a crazy idea that came to me....sorry...


         Yakob and Enoch had to hurry and get to the city before nightfall.  The
gates would be closed, and they would be outside the walls with no safety.  The evening sun was going behind the sands and making its nightly travels to the underworld.. "Hurry Yakob, Enoch said pleading for his friend to speed up his walking." They began to run.  The gatemen were standing just inside the huge wooden gates, with the metal hardware of gigantic proportions..."Oh thank goodness we made it."  Yakob  said bending over with his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath.
The Hittites are on the way young men...You might have been lost forever if you
had been any later... The circle of life is dying behind the western lands.  Yakob wondered how the ancients had figured out where the Ra went when the darkness came...
       " Alright Enoch, its time for me to get home...my family will be worried..See you around I guess."
Timeless Jack and Ennis - I don't think that's crazy at all, Janice - makes a lot of sense to me.


     Ennis eased a bit.  If he’d been more sober he might have worried how much Wylie knew. How he knew just the right thing to say.  But he was in that twilight between harsh reality and total oblivion, enjoying the almost forgotten luxury of believing someone might care.
     Men sometimes talk about feelings, their eyes like tiny TV screens flashing ‘Technical Difficulties’ or their voices like a billing agent saying, “May I put you on hold?”  The mellow softened that too.       
     “You love that little girl?”
     “Trudy?”  Wylie shrugged.
     “You don’t love her, it ain’t right a pretend you do.”
     100 words
Not only a brilliant use of words, but that last sentence says so much.  Ennis may have a long way to go, but he's come a long way, too.


Ennis was in the barn when Jack came out to see what he was doing, "whatcha up to cowboy?"
"Just looking at this here tractor,"
"Why? That things been broke down since we moved here.”
"I'm thinkin I might fix it."
"It's ancient Ennis we could just buy a new one."
“I don’t think we need a new one Jack, it may take some time but this one can be fixed.”
“Do we really need a tractor anyway, this is after all a horse ranch.”
“That’s really not the point Jack.”
“Then what is?”
“What if some day we do need it? Then at least we’ll have one.”
“Yeah well I still think we should buy a new one,” said Jack as he left the barn, leaving Ennis to look over the tractor.
Nice slice of life and very true to J&E - nice to hear Ennis say those words  ;)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 04, 2007, 01:14:57 pm
Hey, drabblers!  Pulled these off the top of my head:


Have fun!

Marie
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Post by: cwby30 on October 04, 2007, 01:54:36 pm
Mornin', Clyde.

Well, liked so much two of your lines, "...the almost forgotten luxury of believing someone might care" and "“You don’t love her, it ain’t right a pretend you do.”"

Jack did care, and Ennis knows that, and should never forget that.  In the last line, Ennis speaks from the heart and experience, he didn't love Alma and should never have pretended that he did, because of what it did to her, and Jack, and him. 

Also, glad to hear that Wylie is a better horseman than Jack, and can handle a stallion with a low startle point.  Would enjoy seeing him use that expertise.  (http://;))

Thanks again. 
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Post by: mariez on October 04, 2007, 05:45:08 pm
Circle of Time

August 13, 2007

"Hey, what's this?" the young man kicked a rusted can aside and crouched down to find an old round watch on a braided cord, its crystal badly cracked, but the hands still intact; time frozen at 2:40.

His friend leaned over, picked it up from among the dried grass and stones, and held it gently in the palm of his hand.  "Hmmm….no telling how long it's been here, it's a pretty old watch, though, that's for sure."

A soothing breeze rustled through the branches and washed over them as they looked into the clear, endless sky and listened to the shrill songs of the Mountain Bluebirds.  Their eyes met in perfect understanding as they clasped hands, time standing still in this special place above and beyond the world below.

~~~~~~~
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Post by: Cameron on October 04, 2007, 06:09:31 pm
Circle of Time

~~~~

I just loved that Marie, just beautiful. :)

Thanks so much for your lovely words, and for sticking wiith me on 'The Journey'.  I am not sure yet if the drabble will exactly be in it, but I guess in a way it will be, no matter what.
 :)

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Post by: Clyde-B on October 05, 2007, 07:58:36 am

     Wylie sighed, poured two shots, downed one.  He talked about the loneliness of Lightning Flat, about college, sex, drugs, the nothingness of it all.  Trudy had latched on to him.  It wasn’t what he wanted, but it was comfortable. 
     He didn’t want his biography filled with an eternity of days spent alone.  He’d rather be ranching, changing shitty diapers, wiping snotty noses, tiny hands sticky with grape juice.
     Ennis smiled.  If he’d done anything good in this hardscrabble life, it was Jenny and Junior.
     “There more to love than that, Ennis?  Not for guys like us.”
     Ennis thought of Jack.


     100 words
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Post by: mariez on October 05, 2007, 12:56:21 pm
     Wylie sighed, poured two shots, downed one.  He talked about the loneliness of Lightning Flat, about college, sex, drugs, the nothingness of it all.  Trudy had latched on to him.  It wasn’t what he wanted, but it was comfortable. 
     He didn’t want his biography filled with an eternity of days spent alone.  He’d rather be ranching, changing shitty diapers, wiping snotty noses, tiny hands sticky with grape juice.
     Ennis smiled.  If he’d done anything good in this hardscrabble life, it was Jenny and Junior.
     “There more to love than that, Ennis?  Not for guys like us.”
     Ennis thought of Jack.

"Guys like us" - not "boys like you."  Excellent, Clyde. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 05, 2007, 12:57:54 pm
Happy Friday  :)  Let's try:


Marie
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Post by: Cameron on October 05, 2007, 07:16:51 pm
(Maybe part of ‘The Journey”, if it does go on….)

On the Beach

Ennis stood at the edge of the water, he watched the waves roll in.  He watched the sand being carried away.  The children were still running and laughing, their lives were so carefree.  He looked out to the water, still glittering in the setting sun. 

He didn’t understand at all.  He thought it had been all over.  He thought Jack was gone.  Yet, he had come back to him.  He had spoken to him, he had touched him.  Ennis walked over to the rocks jutting out into the water.  He climbed to the top of the rocks.  The water lapped and danced against them, slowly eroding them away.  He looked back at the sand.  The people were leaving as the darkness fell. 

Soon he was the only one left.  The wind was swirling, speaking to him in its subtle way.  He looked to the water, then he turned to begin to go.  But off in the distance, a figure was approaching, slowly walking closer and closer to him.  Ennis stopped, and watched, and waited.

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Post by: cwby30 on October 05, 2007, 08:08:07 pm
Afternoon, Marl.

Well, felt like I was at the beach with Ennis, could feel the wind coming up and the light going down, and felt a shiver at seeing the figure walking towards us.  It fits right into The Journey. 

And, none of this "if it does go on" business, please!!!!  :)    You've started a wonderful story, and I for one encourage you to keep on writing and let it flow through you to us. 

Have a great weekend. Maybe spend a few hours and have a picnic at the seashore, if it's near enough. 

Thanks again. 
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Post by: mariez on October 05, 2007, 11:06:16 pm
.....  The wind was swirling, speaking to him in its subtle way.  He looked to the water, then he turned to begin to go.  But off in the distance, a figure was approaching, slowly walking closer and closer to him.  Ennis stopped, and watched, and waited.
I really like the way you worded this.  And I'm with cwby - what's with this "if"?  You can't leave us hanging!   :)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 05, 2007, 11:16:16 pm
A Final Twist

October 5, 1962

The highlight of the night for the unmarried girls, Alma was smiling as she was pushed toward the teeming apple bushels. She carefully selected her apple and grasped it in one hand as she turned the stem with the other, the gaggle of girls chanting along with her … A… B…C… D… one final twist, and E!…. she was holding the stem triumphantly amidst the laughter and applause.

Ennis stood awkwardly in the corner among the other boys, but apart from their carefree banter, watching with the sense of inevitability he had long ago accepted as his lot in life.

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: Clyde-B on October 06, 2007, 08:13:31 am

     Smoking, drinking, becoming buddies is a ritual as ancient and popular as booze itself. 

     With its questions:   
     “Ennis, how come you never come up a Lightnin Flat with Jack?”

     Its confessions: 
     “On that cliff, holdin Jack’s ashes, I thought... if I just take one more step, it’s over.”
     “But, you didn’t.”
     “No, couldn’t do it.”

     Its regrets: 
     “Uncle John called him just a dreamer, but Jack got out a Lightnin Flat.  Tried for his dreams.”
     “How bout you?”

      And its hopes: 
     “Here’s to Jack’s whiskey spring.”
     “And his damn bluebirds.”

     The circle of warmth growing, the distance between them fading.


     100 words


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Post by: MaineWriter on October 06, 2007, 08:19:14 am
Hello everyone,

For today:


Have fun!

L
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Post by: fernly on October 06, 2007, 12:24:51 pm
from 9/28 and 10/4
I just can't seem to drabble promptly... (sorry, couldn't resist ;))
but at least it's 100 words this time


Neglect/Essential

“Neglect....peril....soul....essential.”  The minister droned on and on, and Ennis' head tipped further and further forward. Alma pressed her fingers into his arm, whispering, (though he would have called it hissing if he'd let himself think about it) “Ennis, listen,” and he jerked back up, clenched his hands together. Maybe would have looked to someone glancing over like he was praying, unless they looked longer, saw the rough knuckles wrench and torque, one hand against the other, or looked closer, saw some of the scrapes and cuts from the week's work break open and begin to slowly bleed.
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Post by: Cameron on October 06, 2007, 09:12:36 pm
Cwby and Marie,

Thank you so much for your lovely comments.  The Journey is going on, and you helped a lot.  I always appreciate your kind words so much.
 :)
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Post by: mariez on October 06, 2007, 11:25:28 pm
     Smoking, drinking, becoming buddies is a ritual as ancient and popular as booze itself. 

     With its questions:  
     “Ennis, how come you never come up a Lightnin Flat with Jack?”

     Its confessions: 
     “On that cliff, holdin Jack’s ashes, I thought... if I just take one more step, it’s over.”
     “But, you didn’t.”
     “No, couldn’t do it.”

     Its regrets: 
     “Uncle John called him just a dreamer, but Jack got out a Lightnin Flat.  Tried for his dreams.”
     “How bout you?”

      And its hopes: 
     “Here’s to Jack’s whiskey spring.”
     “And his damn bluebirds.”

     The circle of warmth growing, the distance between them fading.
Very nicely done, Clyde, and so natural.


Neglect/Essential

“Neglect....peril....soul....essential.”  The minister droned on and on, and Ennis' head tipped further and further forward. Alma pressed her fingers into his arm, whispering, (though he would have called it hissing if he'd let himself think about it) “Ennis, listen,” and he jerked back up, clenched his hands together. Maybe would have looked to someone glancing over like he was praying, unless they looked longer, saw the rough knuckles wrench and torque, one hand against the other, or looked closer, saw some of the scrapes and cuts from the week's work break open and begin to slowly bleed.
Wow - that was awesome, Fern (as usual). 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 06, 2007, 11:29:36 pm
Lucky Day

His routine for the past two weeks, Jack headed straight for the mail when he got home, his heart skipping a beat when he saw the postcard, the words "you bet" bringing a joy and relief that almost brought him to his knees. 

"You're home!" Lureen carried Bobby on her hip. "We were just about to have a bath."

"I'll do it!" Jack scooped Bobby up with a grin, twirling him around.

"Don't forget his rubber duckie – oh, and his diaper……"

Jack waved his hand. "No problem." 

Lureen stared after them.  "No problem?  I guess this is my lucky day."

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: Clyde-B on October 07, 2007, 09:38:43 am

     When they left, Ennis was dizzy drunk, Wylie wasn’t sober.  Phyree hollered, “Drive careful.”  Holding on to each other they stumbled like a three-legged horse.
     “C’mon old man stay vertical.”
     “Ain’t old.”
     “Well you walk like it.” 
     Wylie cut one, shrill, unexpected.  They started laughing, almost fell face first in the parking lot. 
     Wylie propped Ennis against the truck, fished the keys, opened the door. 
     A quick shove, (“Watch the family jewels there.”) and Ennis was in the front seat, crooked, but strapped in.  “Wylie, you use seat belts?” 
     “Wouldn’t neglect your safety.”     
     “Thanks, bud, you’re one in a million.”

     100 words
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Post by: mariez on October 07, 2007, 11:54:19 am
     When they left, Ennis was dizzy drunk, Wylie wasn’t sober.  Phyree hollered, “Drive careful.”  Holding on to each other they stumbled like a three-legged horse.
     “C’mon old man stay vertical.”
     “Ain’t old.”
     “Well you walk like it.” 
     Wylie cut one, shrill, unexpected.  They started laughing, almost fell face first in the parking lot. 
     Wylie propped Ennis against the truck, fished the keys, opened the door. 
     A quick shove, (“Watch the family jewels there.”) and Ennis was in the front seat, crooked, but strapped in.  “Wylie, you use seat belts?” 
     “Wouldn’t neglect your safety.”     
     “Thanks, bud, you’re one in a million.”
They may be dizzy drunk and not quite sober, but it's clear that their rapport isn't due to the alcohol.  Great banter!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 07, 2007, 12:00:57 pm
A few Sunday prompts:


Have fun!

Marie
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Post by: Cameron on October 07, 2007, 07:00:16 pm
(More wierdness, I can't help it. Not really part of The Journey.)

The Gift

Ennis sat in the diner.  He drank his coffee and played with his pie.  He looked around.  No one else was there except for an old couple sitting by the door.  He looked down.

“Why are you here all alone?”

Ennis looked up. The old woman was standing next to his table.

“Don’t you have any relatives?”

Ennis stared at her, but he didn’t answer.

“Well, you could have mine if you want, just a bunch of crotchety old women.  My sisters, even if I do say so myself” the woman said, then chuckled.

Ennis just stared.

“You really shouldn’t be here by yourself all the time” the women said.  Then she took a small package out of her pocket and put it on the table in front of Ennis.

“A hostess gift, for when you go visitin’.”

Ennis touched the gift, then he pushed it away.  The old woman pushed it back towards him.

“For when you go visitin’.  You will.  It will be alright” the woman said, then she turned and walked out of the diner before Ennis could say a word.  The old man followed her.

Ennis sat there.  He shook his head and closed his eyes.  Then he put the gift in his pocket and left.
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Post by: Rogue on October 08, 2007, 06:37:41 am


It was that time of year that everyone just loves, especially Ennis, it was time to do the spring cleaning.  When it was time to do the spring cleaning Ennis got grouchy about it, it was the same thing Every year.  Jack on the other hand didn't really mind doing it, the whole process usually took them two days.
Jack ususally let Ennis grumble the first day sennding him off to do chours in other parts of the house, mostly so he didn't have to listen, but by the second dayall those Jobs were done and he was forced to work with Ennis.  They had just sat down early to breakfastwhen Ennis statered in his most whinny voice, "Jack why do we have to do this every year?"
"Because Ennis if we don't do it then the house gets really dirty, besides this is the only time we have to do it, stop being so crochety about it all the time," answered Jack.
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Post by: Clyde-B on October 08, 2007, 09:12:35 am

     A good truck, like a good horse, finds its way home.  Before long they sat in front of the little white house. 
     This was the most carefree Ennis had felt since Jack died, he’d dream good tonight.  Cool air played in his hair, across the darkness, he felt unseen blue eyes.  He didn’t want what had built up between them to erode, he knew he was no good at being subtle.   He felt he should say something, cleared his throat, couldn’t clear his mind.  “I, uh...”   He turned, couldn’t move.  “I’m stuck.”
     Wylie smiled, reached over, unfastened the seat belt.


     100 words
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Post by: mariez on October 08, 2007, 01:53:27 pm
....
Ennis touched the gift, then he pushed it away.  The old woman pushed it back towards him.

“For when you go visitin’.  You will.  It will be alright” the woman said, then she turned and walked out of the diner before Ennis could say a word. 
I know it's not part of The Journey, but this old woman reminds me of that one!  Especially when she tells Ennis it will be alright.


...
"Because Ennis if we don't do it then the house gets really dirty, besides this is the only time we have to do it, stop being so crochety about it all the time," answered Jack.
LOL!  Funny seeing Ennis doing the complaining!


....  “I, uh...”   He turned, couldn’t move.  “I’m stuck.”
Ennis may not be subtle, but he always did have a gift for metaphors.   :)

Marie

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Post by: mariez on October 08, 2007, 01:54:40 pm
Okay, a quick, late lunch today, so how about:


 :)
Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on October 09, 2007, 08:02:34 am

    Nervous as an athlete in a pennant race, Ennis shifted.  The seat squeaked like a rubber ducky.   His foot slipped, kicked a Colt 45 Malt Liquor can hiding underneath.  “Shit!” 
    Wylie reached over, massaged Ennis’s shoulder, stroked his neck.  Ennis relaxed.  Wylie snaked his fingers up through Ennis’s hair and drew him close, whispering, “C’mere.” 
     Before Ennis knew what was happenning Wylie  kissed him full on the mouth.  Warm lips, the taste of  whisky, beer, tequila, stale cigarettes.  Ennis didn’t resist, didn’t object, didn’t want it to end.

     He sat bolt upright gasping.  Ennis was naked.  In Jack’s bed.  Alone.


     100 words
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Post by: mariez on October 09, 2007, 12:45:31 pm
    Nervous as an athlete in a pennant race, Ennis shifted.  The seat squeaked like a rubber ducky.   His foot slipped, kicked a Colt 45 Malt Liquor can hiding underneath.  “Shit!” 
    Wylie reached over, massaged Ennis’s shoulder, stroked his neck.  Ennis relaxed.  Wylie snaked his fingers up through Ennis’s hair and drew him close, whispering, “C’mere.” 
     Before Ennis knew what was happenning Wylie  kissed him full on the mouth.  Warm lips, the taste of  whisky, beer, tequila, stale cigarettes.  Ennis didn’t resist, didn’t object, didn’t want it to end.

     He sat bolt upright gasping.  Ennis was naked.  In Jack’s bed.  Alone.

As always, amazed at your ability to slide those prompts so seamlessly into the story.  I wonder how Ennis will react to his dream?

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 09, 2007, 12:47:16 pm
Hi everyone!  How about these prompts for today?


Marie
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Post by: Clyde-B on October 09, 2007, 02:41:21 pm
As always, amazed at your ability to slide those prompts so seamlessly into the story.  I wonder how Ennis will react to his dream?

Marie

Thanks Marie!

You sure he was just dreaming?
Up to now Ennis's dreams have been based on reality with Wylie sometimes in place of Jack.
And, he's been sleeping on the couch.  How'd he wind up in Jack's bed... naked?

The problem with drinking to forget is you don’t get to choose what you remember.

 ;D
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Post by: mariez on October 09, 2007, 08:33:35 pm
Thanks Marie!

You sure he was just dreaming?
Up to now Ennis's dreams have been based on reality with Wylie sometimes in place of Jack.
And, he's been sleeping on the couch.  How'd he wind up in Jack's bed... naked?

The problem with drinking to forget is you don’t get to choose what you remember.

 ;D

Why, you sneaky Clyde, you!   :laugh:  That's right - he was on the couch, wasn't he?  Okay, I'll bite - how did he wind up in Jack's bed - naked?   ;D  (And, yeah, your comment about drinking to forget should be carved in stone somewhere!) This is a great story.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 09, 2007, 08:38:34 pm
The Best Medicine

"Bobby, wait, that knife is sharp."

"I can do it!" Eager to carve his own pumpkin, Bobby grabbed the knife with zeal and stabbed awkwardly, his smiling face dissolving instantly into shock, then tears, as the knife slipped and he saw blood dripping from his hand.

"Shit!"  Jack was there in a flash.  "It's okay, buddy."  Carrying Bobby to the sink, he could hear his own daddy's voice.  Stop that snivelin and take your medicine like a man, boy.

He held his son close as he gently wrapped his finger, murmuring words of comfort and love, the best medicine of all.

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Post by: Clyde-B on October 10, 2007, 08:19:56 am

     Ennis’s head throbbed.  How’d I wind up in Jack’s bed?  He sat dressed, on the edge, hugging a frilly spare blanket, a forgotten hostess gift.  He couldn’t remember last night.  The room seemed to accuse him of some unnamed transgression.  “Jack... I...”  A gentle breeze through the tiny window dried the tear that had fallen on his cheek.
     Can’t go downstairs.  They’re like family, relatives.  What if they all know?  Sittin there. Starin. 
     He heard footfalls climbing the stairs, men’s boots from the sound of them.  A quick knock, the door opened.  “Mornin.  You look a mite crotchety.”  Wylie smiled.


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     Shamless plug:    A couple of people had requested it, so I collected the ten parts of Jack's encounter with the Killer Mechanic and put them together in a separate thread.  The story is now titled 'Hero.'  As always, feedback is welcome.
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Post by: outrider on October 10, 2007, 08:58:59 am
>> I collected the ten parts of Jack's encounter with the Killer Mechanic and put them together in a separate thread.<<

  Url please...  -smile
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Post by: mariez on October 10, 2007, 01:42:30 pm
...“Jack... I...”  A gentle breeze through the tiny window dried the tear that had fallen on his cheek.

Aww, Clyde ..... just beautiful.


  Url please...  -smile

Here ya go!

http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,13701.0.html (http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,13701.0.html)

Marie

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Post by: mariez on October 10, 2007, 01:43:51 pm
Let's try these for some hump day prompts:  :)

I'll just leave these up for some day-after-hump-day prompts!  ;D


Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 11, 2007, 01:03:10 pm
Hey, all - maybe we'll give yesterdays prompts one more try  :)

Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 11, 2007, 05:31:53 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Date Unkown

“Y’know Jack, I love fried chicken.”

“I do too, En.”

“Well, ya hardly ever make it.”

“That’s cuz it’s a pain in the ass.”

“Really? My mama used ta make it all the time.”

“My mama did too and I never appreciated how much work she was going through when she made it.”

“Oh. Hm.” A pause. “Y’know Jack, I love fried chicken.”

“Ya just said that En.”

“Mebbe I’m hintin.”

“Mebbe you should learn ta cook it.”

“Me? Y’know I’m a lousy cook.”

“Well, I don’t feel like makin fried chicken.”

Another pause.

“Tell ya what…”

“What?”

“Let’s go ta the Chicken Shack. Let them do the cookin.”

“Works for me, cowboy.”

“My treat…that way, I get credit for the cookin.”

* eyeroll *

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Post by: mariez on October 11, 2007, 06:55:41 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Date Unkown

.......
“My treat…that way, I get credit for the cookin.”

* eyeroll *

LOL!  That's how I look at it, too.  Thanks, L, your boys always brighten my day. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 11, 2007, 07:06:44 pm
An Almost Life

Jack forced a smile and nodded as his customer's voice droned on, feigning interest and resisting the urge to shift his eyes to the clock on the wall, knowing it was almost time to – his thoughts stopped short – almost time to what?

Almost time to leave his almost job and head for his almost home.  Where his wife would be so busy and he would be so preoccupied that their conversations would be almost nonexistent.  Where he would almost certainly spend the night staring mindlessly at the television as he drank almost enough to forget that it was almost unbearable.

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Post by: fernly on October 11, 2007, 10:04:57 pm
An Almost Life

Jack forced a smile and nodded as his customer's voice droned on, feigning interest and resisting the urge to shift his eyes to the clock on the wall, knowing it was almost time to – his thoughts stopped short – almost time to what?

Almost time to leave his almost job and head for his almost home.  Where his wife would be so busy and he would be so preoccupied that their conversations would be almost nonexistent.  Where he would almost certainly spend the night staring mindlessly at the television as he drank almost enough to forget that it was almost unbearable.

damn, Marie, I wish I'd written this.

Just perfect (no almost about it).

Fern
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Post by: Clyde-B on October 12, 2007, 09:01:33 am

     Two men, each with his own questions, both afraid of the answers. 
     “Sleep OK?”
     Ennis nodded.
     “Aunt Matt had me put you in Jack’s bed.  No sense a good bed goin a waste.  Couch ain’t comfortable.  Ain’t healthy neither.”
     “Thanks for...”  Ennis searched Wylie’s eyes.  “... lookin out for me.”
     “No trouble.”  Wylie smiled.  “No trouble at all.” 
     There was an awkward silence.  Wylie gazed around the room.  “Bet cousin Jack would be glad you’re here.”   The cool Wyoming breeze played through the trees outside.
     “Unless you’re on a diet, we better get downstairs, let Aunt Matt finish breakfast before lunchtime.”

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Post by: MaineWriter on October 12, 2007, 10:59:45 am
Morning everyone,

How about for today:


L
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 12, 2007, 11:23:19 am
An Almost Life

Jack forced a smile and nodded as his customer's voice droned on, feigning interest and resisting the urge to shift his eyes to the clock on the wall, knowing it was almost time to – his thoughts stopped short – almost time to what?

Almost time to leave his almost job and head for his almost home.  Where his wife would be so busy and he would be so preoccupied that their conversations would be almost nonexistent.  Where he would almost certainly spend the night staring mindlessly at the television as he drank almost enough to forget that it was almost unbearable.

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        I agree with fernly..  I wish I had written that...it is simply perfect......a prize winner, for sure
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Post by: mariez on October 12, 2007, 04:23:03 pm
Thanks, Fern and Janice - I feel the same when I read your writings.   :)


     Two men, each with his own questions, both afraid of the answers. 
     “Sleep OK?”
     Ennis nodded.
     “Aunt Matt had me put you in Jack’s bed.  No sense a good bed goin a waste.  Couch ain’t comfortable.  Ain’t healthy neither.”
     “Thanks for...”  Ennis searched Wylie’s eyes.  “... lookin out for me.”
     “No trouble.”  Wylie smiled.  “No trouble at all.” 
     There was an awkward silence.  Wylie gazed around the room.  “Bet cousin Jack would be glad you’re here.”   The cool Wyoming breeze played through the trees outside.
     “Unless you’re on a diet, we better get downstairs, let Aunt Matt finish breakfast before lunchtime.”

Yes, I think Jack would be very glad, indeed. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 12, 2007, 04:25:38 pm
To Catch the Wind

He staggered out of the bar and to his truck, leaning against the open door as he tried to steady himself.  He may have been three sheets to the wind, but he still knew which way it was blowing.   He turned slowly and accepted its gentle touch, soothing his tender flesh as it swirled around him. 

At times the wind could lift him up and carry him straight to heaven; at times it could push him back to a despair that was surely hell.  Yet it always, always blew through his fingers, within his reach, but out of his grasp.

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Post by: fernly on October 12, 2007, 11:00:22 pm
To Catch the Wind

He staggered out of the bar and to his truck, leaning against the open door as he tried to steady himself.  He may have been three sheets to the wind, but he still knew which way it was blowing.   He turned slowly and accepted its gentle touch, soothing his tender flesh as it swirled around him. 

At times the wind could lift him up and carry him straight to heaven; at times it could push him back to a despair that was surely hell.  Yet it always, always blew through his fingers, within his reach, but out of his grasp.


I like this so much, in part because of how you didn't specify which man this was, how it could have either of them, or both of them, even on the same night, miles apart.
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Post by: fernly on October 12, 2007, 11:03:02 pm
from a while back...

Interference

“Goddamnit,” he swore, punched at the radio's buttons, trying to get past the interference. Soon he'd be within range of the Wyoming stations. Only one of the markers, the signs. Things that told him he could finally let go of the hold he had on his heart. The way the sky changed as he watched, got less solid looking, became a blue as long and high as his heart could soar, now that it was almost free. The way the land rose ahead of him, gathered and folded itself into mountains that held snow, and trees that sang in the wind, and water that sang by itself. The chills that shook him. “Cold already,” he muttered, though he knew it wasn't that. Not by a long shot.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 12, 2007, 11:57:07 pm
                                             " Lost?"
        Alma felt like she was always tired. It didn't seem to matter what time she finally got
the girls to bed..It always seemed to take her a couple more hours to lay down and
rest.  Ennis seemed to always be there, and sound asleep when she turned out the light. His face to the wall, his back to her.  More often than not he was three sheets to the wind, after the
beers he had drunk. 
        " I wonder why is it he doesn't seem to need me any more?"  Her heart aching for the man
she fell in love with. " Where did he go?  Why did he leave me?  I wonder if I go to the mountains, like he does, could I find him there?  Is he as lost as me?
        
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Post by: fernly on October 13, 2007, 07:20:09 am
 
  I wonder if I go to the mountains, like he does, could I find him there?  Is he as lost as me?
        

Beautiful and heartbreaking take on what Alma was feeling.
Thanks!
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 13, 2007, 08:50:21 am
Good morning everyone,

For today:


L
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Post by: Dagi on October 13, 2007, 08:50:34 am
To Catch the Wind

He staggered out of the bar and to his truck, leaning against the open door as he tried to steady himself.  He may have been three sheets to the wind, but he still knew which way it was blowing.   He turned slowly and accepted its gentle touch, soothing his tender flesh as it swirled around him. 

At times the wind could lift him up and carry him straight to heaven; at times it could push him back to a despair that was surely hell.  Yet it always, always blew through his fingers, within his reach, but out of his grasp.

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Heartbreakingly beautiful.

Dagi
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Post by: mariez on October 13, 2007, 01:45:28 pm
I like this so much, in part because of how you didn't specify which man this was, how it could have either of them, or both of them, even on the same night, miles apart.

Ahh...Fern. Yes, the ambiguousness was intentional.  It started out to be Ennis, but I changed it for those very reasons - thanks for noticing!


from a while back...

Interference

“Goddamnit,” he swore, punched at the radio's buttons, trying to get past the interference. Soon he'd be within range of the Wyoming stations. Only one of the markers, the signs. Things that told him he could finally let go of the hold he had on his heart. The way the sky changed as he watched, got less solid looking, became a blue as long and high as his heart could soar, now that it was almost free. The way the land rose ahead of him, gathered and folded itself into mountains that held snow, and trees that sang in the wind, and water that sang by itself. The chills that shook him. “Cold already,” he muttered, though he knew it wasn't that. Not by a long shot.

Fern, we're on the same wavelength here (pardon the awful pun  ;) );  I've often thought of this transition that takes place, but I couldn't express it this beautifully. 


                                             " Lost?"
        Alma felt like she was always tired. It didn't seem to matter what time she finally got
the girls to bed..It always seemed to take her a couple more hours to lay down and
rest.  Ennis seemed to always be there, and sound asleep when she turned out the light. His face to the wall, his back to her.  More often than not he was three sheets to the wind, after the
beers he had drunk. 
        " I wonder why is it he doesn't seem to need me any more?"  Her heart aching for the man
she fell in love with. " Where did he go?  Why did he leave me?  I wonder if I go to the mountains, like he does, could I find him there?  Is he as lost as me?

Wow, Janice.  That was awesome.  Lost is exactly the right word - nothing in Alma's life could have prepared her - nothing. 


Thanks, Dagi - always nice to see you!  :)

Marie


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Post by: MaineWriter on October 13, 2007, 04:32:35 pm
Brokeback Mountain
July 23, 1963

Ennis leaned back against the rock, watching a lone black crow circling overhead, its caw echoing off the mountains. He’d been up on the mountain for a few weeks now, watching the sheep while Jack tended to the camp. The time alone gave him space to think, something he seemed incapable of when he was with Jack. Then it was all about grabbing him, pulling at his clothes, clawing each other with a ferocity he didn’t understand.

“I ain’t queer,” he thought to himself, but he was beginning to wonder if that was really true. He ached for him when they were apart, he ached for him when they were together. If that wasn’t queer, what was it? “Maybe I got sprinkled with some sort a fairy dust,” he thought, then shook the idea out of his head.

“I ain’t queer,” he said aloud. “I’m marryin Alma when I come off this mountain and that’s all there is to it. Fairy dust be damned.”

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Post by: mariez on October 13, 2007, 05:37:34 pm
Brokeback Mountain
July 23, 1963

Ennis leaned back against the rock, watching a lone black crow circling overhead, its caw echoing off the mountains. He’d been up on the mountain for a few weeks now, watching the sheep while Jack tended to the camp. The time alone gave him space to think, something he seemed incapable of when he was with Jack. Then it was all about grabbing him, pulling at his clothes, clawing each other with a ferocity he didn’t understand.

“I ain’t queer,” he thought to himself, but he was beginning to wonder if that was really true. He ached for him when they were apart, he ached for him when they were together. If that wasn’t queer, what was it? “Maybe I got sprinkled with some sort a fairy dust,” he thought, then shook the idea out of his head.

“I ain’t queer,” he said aloud. “I’m marryin Alma when I come off this mountain and that’s all there is to it. Fairy dust be damned.”

Very nicely done, L.  I love getting inside Ennis's mind and you do that so well - I can hear him thinking these very words. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 13, 2007, 05:42:24 pm
The Only Constant in Life

She flipped through the mail as she slowly climbed the steps, sighing with resignation as she saw the usual bills- not another one from the doctor, hadn't she paid that? – but she stopped suddenly on the top step as she spotted the postcard from Texas and skimmed the words, her eyebrows creasing in curiosity … friend ….the 24th …drop me a line ….

She was trying to place the name Jack when she heard the loud caw and looked up, remembering what her great-grandmother had often told her:  A crow flying overhead was a sure sign of change to come.

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Post by: MaineWriter on October 13, 2007, 05:45:13 pm
Very nicely done, L.  I love getting inside Ennis's mind and you do that so well - I can hear him thinking these very words. 

Marie

Thanks, Marie!
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 13, 2007, 05:47:13 pm
The Only Constant in Life

She flipped through the mail as she slowly climbed the steps, sighing with resignation as she saw the usual bills- not another one from the doctor, hadn't she paid that? – but she stopped suddenly on the top step as she spotted the postcard from Texas and skimmed the words, her eyebrows creasing in curiosity … friend ….the 24th …drop me a line ….

She was trying to place the name Jack when she heard the loud caw and looked up, remembering what her great-grandmother had often told her:  A crow flying overhead was a sure sign of change to come.

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And this is very nicely done, too! Thanks Marie!

L
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Post by: outrider on October 13, 2007, 07:17:00 pm
http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9354.new.html#new
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Post by: fernly on October 13, 2007, 09:48:57 pm
the prompt was 'shrill', from 10/4


Flash of Embers

The shrill cries cut through the night, and Jack shifted restlessly on the seat of the pickup. Something was hunting.

He'd stayed by the fading fire for hours after Ennis left, telling himself he'd go too, soon as the last flash of embers disappeared, and the wavering gray ashes settled. Then he'd douse them with a few buckets of water from the creek, make sure all the heat was gone, get in his truck and go back to Texas. Not home. He still tried to imagine that one of those times, while he waited, he'd catch a glimpse of something bright, the lowering sun reflecting off the mirror or windshield of Ennis' truck coming back, carrying hope, carrying Ennis home, to him. Hadn't happened. Couldn't admit that he believed it never would.

Jack pulled off the road once he was out of Colorado and the oncoming headlights had started blurring and doubling. He turned off the engine, rolled up his extra jacket and wedged it between his shoulder and the door, leaned against the part-way open window, leaned into the cold of the glass and the night air sliding in over it. The cries came again, and then another, abruptly cut off. Something was dying.
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 14, 2007, 09:07:27 am
For today:



Have fun!
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Post by: mariez on October 14, 2007, 02:32:32 pm
Flash of Embers

...... He still tried to imagine that one of those times, while he waited, he'd catch a glimpse of something bright, the lowering sun reflecting off the mirror or windshield of Ennis' truck coming back, carrying hope, carrying Ennis home, to him. Hadn't happened. Couldn't admit that he believed it never would.

...... The cries came again, and then another, abruptly cut off. Something was dying.
Jack's longing is so palpable this killed me.  What could be more painful than the sound of hope dying?  Thank you, Fern.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 14, 2007, 02:37:09 pm
The Only Thing

Jack made the expected admiring noises as L.D. made a show of displaying Fayette's brand new, bright blue Cadillac and then stood back, wondering at how he came to be surrounded by big houses and fancy cars, far away from Lightning Flat …..the things he wished for while looking out the window from his tiny bedroom past the lonely gravel road. 

But that young boy who was so crazy to be anywhere else didn't know so many things. Couldn't know yet what really mattered – it wasn't where or what or how.  The only thing that mattered in life was who.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 15, 2007, 02:32:39 am
         Jack looked at what was  once a bright shiny new blue Cadillac.  Now it is rusted, with much of the paint it once held gone, and leaving open patches, and the top of the hood had only scratched, and discolored viny.l  It had places where mildew, and holes were.  You could see the metal underneath..
         It was a reminder of his own precious time with Ennis.  On the mountain.  When they were
new and shiny and full of promise. That bright blue sky.
         There life has now become like this automobile.  Beat up and full of holes.  Mildewed and broken.  Faded and Rusty. On its last legs.

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Post by: mariez on October 15, 2007, 12:49:05 pm
         Jack looked at what was  once a bright shiny new blue Cadillac.  Now it is rusted, with much of the paint it once held, gone and leaving open patches, and the top of the hood had only scratched, and discolored vinly.  It had places where mildew, and holes were.  You could see the metal underneath..
         It was a reminder of his own precious time with Ennis.  On the mountain.  When they were
new and shiny and full of promise. That bright blue sky.
         There life has now become like this automobile.  Beat up and full of holes.  Mildewed and broken.  Faded and Rusty. On its last legs.

Great simile, Janice.  Sad, but true.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 15, 2007, 12:50:11 pm
Happy Monday  :)  How about these:


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 15, 2007, 10:18:23 pm

              Junior and Jenny came runnig up the stairs.  Jumping into Ennis's lap and saying "daddy the sunday school teacher told us the story of Daniel." 
             "Is that right he asked?"  "what is that story, about?"  "Well she told us about King Nebakanezzer, and the hand writing on the wall !"   
              "Is that right? And what was it that the handwriting said lil darlin?"  "It said that the Kindom would
fall, because the King had been found wanting."  "He wasn't fit to rule." 
                "Isn't that sad, daddy." She sighed.  "You never know darlin, what makes the person unfit, to do the job they have.  Maybe its just someone elses opinion." "Maybe they are misunderstood."  "Maybe they wish
things were different."  He turned back to the television, and they ran off to the kitchen, yelling.  "Mama when
is lunch?"
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Post by: mariez on October 16, 2007, 12:50:42 pm
              Junior and Jenny came runnig up the stairs.  Jumping into Ennis's lap and saying "daddy the sunday school teacher told us the story of Daniel." 
             "Is that right he asked?"  "what is that story, about?"  "Well she told us about King Nebakanezzer, and the hand writing on the wall !"   
              "Is that right? And what was it that the handwriting said lil darlin?"  "It said that the Kindom would
fall, because the King had been found wanting."  "He wasn't fit to rule." 
                "Isn't that sad, daddy." She sighed.  "You never know darlin, what makes the person unfit, to do the job they have.  Maybe its just someone elses opinion." "Maybe they are misunderstood."  "Maybe they wish
things were different."  He turned back to the television, and they ran off to the kitchen, yelling.  "Mama when
is lunch?"
Janice, I always love seeing Ennis and his lil darlins.  And I like this ending especially - that's just like kids, their attention shifts so quickly!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 16, 2007, 12:56:06 pm
A little late ..... :)



Forever Unsaid

......Love, Junior and Kurt

It had been so many years since she'd died, and Ennis was startled when he recognized his mama's handwriting on Junior's postcard, a memory flashing quickly in his mind's eye…

The unfinished letter waited patiently on the old roll-top desk, written on her good notepaper – pink with a single red rose at the top, used sparingly. He wondered again what had become of it.  If she had known her thoughts would never be completed, would she have changed her words, chosen them more carefully?  But what he remembered most was the stark blank space on the soft pink paper - words that would forever remain unsaid. 

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Post by: mariez on October 16, 2007, 01:03:07 pm
How about these for some Tuesday prompts? 


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 16, 2007, 08:31:24 pm
          " After a fitful nights sleep.  I woke up with a pain in the neck, from that darn lumpy mattress. 
          DAMN I THINK ITS TIME TO GET A NEW MATTRESS!!!"             >:(


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Post by: mariez on October 16, 2007, 10:05:47 pm
LOL!  You and I are on the same wavelength tonight, Janice!   ;)  .....



Sweet Dreams

"You kept me up all night with your tossing and turning, Jack.  Is it the new mattress?"

Jack looked up from his paper and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, honey. I guess ranch boys like me are used to sleeping on old, lumpy mattresses."

Lureen laughed as she took her coffee cup to the sink. "So, what are you saying? You need an old lumpy mattress to get a good night's sleep?"

Jack looked down into his own coffee cup.  Nope, he didn't need an old, lumpy mattress. Just an old tent, the cold, hard ground and his tall, blond, brown-eyed cowboy. 

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Post by: fernly on October 17, 2007, 12:12:41 am
for yesterday's prompt...


What They Needed

     The last visit to the doctor for Jenny emptied his wallet, except for the two twenties he kept against times like this. That would be it for food, and for gas from the cheapest station in town, until the end of next week. Oughta be ok. Alma knew how to shop for a bargain, and maybe he could trade rides out to the ranch with Len. He pulled out the creased bills, just to check they were still there, and on the other side of his wallet, tucked behind his driver's license, the frayed edge of a slip of paper barely showed. He took it out, a supplies list for a week in summer three years gone. Beans, spuds, powdered milk, whiskey, apples, lard, eggs, flour, coffee, sugar, the list returned by the Basque, each item checked off. Ennis remembered the happiness in Jack's voice as he'd run down the list, said, “Ennis, we got everything we asked for, we'll be livin' high this week.”  Ennis had taken the paper from Jack's hand, looked it over, not believing. Damn Basque never brought everything he wrote down. He'd held the list back out to Jack, but Jack waved it off, said, “Give me a hand unpackin' these mules,” so Ennis had stuffed the list into his shirt pocket, and later into his wallet against some time when he figured he'd be the one trailing the mules down to the bridge again. Hadn't happened, so the list of what they needed stayed with him down off the mountain, and after, when he realized what he'd lost, he'd tried to keep it safe, that scrap of Jack's handwriting. Knew he wouldn't see any more.
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 17, 2007, 06:31:50 am
Hi everyone,

For a chilly Wednesday, how about:


Have fun!
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Post by: mariez on October 17, 2007, 03:36:18 pm
..... Hadn't happened, so the list of what they needed stayed with him down off the mountain, and after, when he realized what he'd lost, he'd tried to keep it safe, that scrap of Jack's handwriting. Knew he wouldn't see any more.

Oh, my.  That's so touching, Fern.  And so Ennis.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 17, 2007, 03:38:56 pm
A Life Divided

His mama told him the first frost of the season was the time when God tried to tuck the earth in for a short nap  - after the harvest and before the long winter slumber, a reflective time for giving thanks.  But since the summer of 1963, the first frost was always a bitter reminder of that first snow –that nothing ever worked out the way he wanted.

For that's how he defined his life. The time before Brokeback Mountain; the time after Brokeback Mountain.  Long months in Texas; short weeks in Wyoming. 

A sweet life with Ennis. 

No life without.

~~~~~~~
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 17, 2007, 03:45:19 pm
Marie, you know so many good adages that you manage to work into your drabbles. I just love them--they always fit so well.

Leslie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on October 17, 2007, 04:21:35 pm
THE DANCE


Colorado fall 1990

Ennis set the plate of blueberry pancakes in front of Jack then a plate of his own across the table. As he sits down he spots a brightly colored flier next to his place mat.

"Whut's this?" Ennis spoke knifing at the slap of fresh butter.

"Square dance...Fort Collins town hall,  week from this Saturday." Jack as drowned his hotcakes in heated syrup.

"So...." Ennis taking the syrup from Jack.

"Weez goin' " Jack looked at Ennis, fork in hand.

"Weez....? " Ennis now purposely emptying the ladle of syrup.

"Yep..." Jack taking in a mouthful, enjoying the taste of melted butter, blueberry cake engulfed in maple syrup then halving a strip of bacon. Before the next bite. "Weez....going. Ya do  know how to  square dance don't cha?"

"Course Ah do!....did it all the time  in grade school" Ennis looking  back at Jack, fork in midair.

"Know the calls?"

"Sure"

"Weez going..."

"But...we don't have partners...."

"Don't matter none....wuz talking ta Sally down at the Food Mart...says aways need more men ta dance, plenty of ladies ta dance with...Weez going."

"But...."

"No buts Ennis." At that moment Jack reaches out and took Ennis's forearm gently squeezing. " Ya do remember the calls don't cha?"




to be continued


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Post by: cwby30 on October 17, 2007, 04:47:52 pm
Afternoon, JP.

Well, glad to see you're starting a new story.  Looking forward to seeing Ennis on the dancefloor, wonder if they'll have a chance to 'allemande [sp?] left' together. 

And, any more thought to 'Shirts, Suits and Silver Mean 25'?  Sure would like to read the rest of that story, too.

Thanks again. 
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Post by: mariez on October 17, 2007, 06:08:25 pm
Marie, you know so many good adages that you manage to work into your drabbles. I just love them--they always fit so well.

Leslie

Thanks, Leslie.  I do have a fondness for adages, aphorisms and the like  :)  I have a bunch of them framed around my office, and they do tend to inspire me sometimes - for my drabbles, and for life in general.  The bit today about the first frost and the nap - I made that up myself while I was trying to channel Jack's mom - I was hoping it sounded like something she'd say, but I wasn't sure about it - I'm so pleased it worked for you! 


.....
"Yep..." Jack taking in a mouthful, enjoying the taste of melted butter, blueberry cake engulfed in maple syrup then halving a strip of bacon. Before the next bite. "Weez....going. Ya do  know how to  square dance don't cha?"

"Course Ah do!....did it all the time  in grade school" Ennis looking  back at Jack, fork in midair.
"

Yay!  Mark's back. I've missed you, bud.  This is gonna be so great - the boys square dancing! 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: fernly on October 17, 2007, 11:08:28 pm
Mark, great to see you back 'round here! Love how your Jack just isn't going to take anything but yes for an answer.

I'm so behind on commenting, tonight I'll just say a collective prayer of thanks for everyone here who always brightens my day with their writing.

and in the "same wavelength" vein...look what I wrote this morning, Marie, before I came back home and saw your beautiful drabble about Jack's lives before and after Brokeback, that included frost and snow and Jack's mother.


from a prompt from last month...

Garden

Orla leaned back against the fence around her vegetable garden, near-empty now, she'd picked the last of the chard and the shelling beans, left only the kale because the frosts that came without fail every night now improved its flavor, something her mama had taught her when she was a girl. There'd be snow tonight for sure, she thought, looking out at the lowering, dark gray sky, and she pulled her sweater tighter around her, fingers worrying at a hole where she'd snagged her sleeve on the fence wire. She'd spread a thick blanket of mulch over the soil, hay and manure that would steam and change under the months of snow, send heat from the vanished summer into the dirt that could rest, and wait for spring. She was glad her boy was in Texas, out of the cold, where she didn't think it ever snowed, where he could find warmth and happiness.



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Post by: MaineWriter on October 18, 2007, 08:25:49 am
Morning everyone,

Mark, glad to have you back. Glad to see everyone writing and getting involved. For today, let's try:


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Post by: mariez on October 18, 2007, 12:42:34 pm
...and in the "same wavelength" vein...look what I wrote this morning, Marie, before I came back home and saw your beautiful drabble about Jack's lives before and after Brokeback, that included frost and snow and Jack's mother.

Garden

Orla leaned back against the fence around her vegetable garden, near-empty now, she'd picked the last of the chard and the shelling beans, left only the kale because the frosts that came without fail every night now improved its flavor, something her mama had taught her when she was a girl. There'd be snow tonight for sure, she thought, looking out at the lowering, dark gray sky, and she pulled her sweater tighter around her, fingers worrying at a hole where she'd snagged her sleeve on the fence wire. She'd spread a thick blanket of mulch over the soil, hay and manure that would steam and change under the months of snow, send heat from the vanished summer into the dirt that could rest, and wait for spring. She was glad her boy was in Texas, out of the cold, where she didn't think it ever snowed, where he could find warmth and happiness.

Fern, any time my mind is working in the same direction as yours is a good day.   :)  That was incredibly moving, such beautiful prose.  Even though we only get a short look at Jack's mom, and only a small memory of Ennis's, I feel such a connection with both of them.  Thanks, as always.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 18, 2007, 12:45:58 pm
Cracker Connoisseur

Ennis opened his duffel bag.  "Brought some of them crackers you like."

"Thanks, bud …….oh…"

"Whut?"

"Naw, nothin ….just….. these are Cheese Nips.  I like Cheez-Its.

"What the hell difference does it make?  Little square cheese crackers."

"Are you kiddin me?  Totally different.  Cheez-Its are made by Sunshine.  Cheese Nips are made by Nabisco - they're thicker, all soft and kinda mushy, and don't have hardly any cheese flavor.  Now, Cheez-Its – whole nother story.  They're harder, ya know, thin and crispy – got a real nice bite to 'em, lotsa flavor. 

Ennis cleared his throat.  "We done talking 'bout crackers?"

"Yup."

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 18, 2007, 12:58:38 pm
Hahaha, Marie, that's great! That could be my house...woe to the person who dares to bring in a Cheese-Nip!

L
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on October 18, 2007, 01:00:58 pm
Cracker Connoisseur

 
"Whut?"

"Naw, nothin ….just….. these are Cheese Nips.  I like Cheez-Its.
I;m with Jack, I only like Cheez-its
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Post by: Rogue on October 18, 2007, 03:59:44 pm
Jack was sitting at the kitchen counter eating a snack of nabisco crackers when the phone rang.
"Hello"
"Jack, it's Ennis I'm running a little late traffic is horrible, thought I'd call so you didn't worry."
"Alright cowboy, thanks for calling, how long do you think you'll be?" asked Jack.
All Ennis got out was "I'm before he was cut off and all Jack heard was dial tone, then he started to worry he didn't know where Ennis was or anything, but just as he was about to imagine the worst the phone rang.
"Hello"
"Sorry I got cut off, look I'm not sure when I'll be home but don't worry okay."
"Okay, see you when you get here cowboy."
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 18, 2007, 10:20:50 pm



      Really liked that Rogue..I love little slices of life drabbles...pair of deuces, goin nowhere.  But interesting anyhow...
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 18, 2007, 10:31:29 pm



        I have been rather lax in my comments lately..I read, but I dont always comment..  I just want everyone
here to know how much I like and enjoy the stories, the drabbles, and the poems..I think our site, and this
thread are wonderful examples of the talent that lies within the people here at Bettrmost..It is one of the
things I am most in awe of...so much talent.  So bright, and so sharing...  hugs to alll. :-*
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 19, 2007, 06:34:09 am
A little early morning inspiration, using one of yesterday's prompts.



Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
February, 1977

Ennis lifted the receiver off the hook and held it to his ear. “Ain’t got a dial tone,” he said, looking at Jack.

“That’s cause the power is out.”

Ennis gave Jack a puzzled look. “What’s that got ta do with it?” he said. “Phones don’t need electricity.”

“They don’t?”

Ennis looked at Jack even more closely. He couldn’t tell if he was kidding or serious. Then, patiently, as if he was talking to a young child, he said, “Lookit the phone, Jack. No plug. No wires. No electricity.”

“But my momma always said not to use the phone during a thunderstorm.”

“My momma said the same thing, but it didn’t have anything ta do with electricity.”

“Oh.”

“I’ll tell ya something else, Jack.”

“What’s that?”

“Toilets don’t need electricity either—just in case ya gotta take a leak during this power outage.”

Jack gave Ennis a hard poke in the ribs with his elbow. “Thanks for letting me know that, cowboy. I’m much obliged.”

“Thought you’d be,” answered Ennis, with a grin.

(180 words)
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 19, 2007, 08:49:45 am
And here is the Leslie idiot moment of the day...

I truly did not know that landline phones required electricity. As some guy said on a blog, what did you think they worked on? Will power? Well yes, maybe. Or phone service. That's it! Phone service! Who knew that phone service included electricity. LOL

I found this:

Phone companies supply power from high capacity battery arrays so that it is not affected by blackouts of the electrical network. In order not to drain the batteries, all the phone appliances that are legally sold in the US have to use their own power source for anything else than wired voice communication. Since most modern phones have other features/functions too, they need to be powered from the electrical outlet or from their own battery instead.

The phone in the kitchen has a plug, which I always figured was to charge the handheld portable receiver. But we have one really old fashioned phone which is the one we use to call Central Maine Power when the power goes out. It always worked so I figured it just had....phone service. Now I know that the phone jack not only gives me a dial tone, it also gives the phone electricity.

Who knew? LOL

But I know for a fact that toilets don't require electricity!

Thanks, Janice, for setting me straight!

L
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on October 19, 2007, 12:34:19 pm
How about for today:

-Afternoon
-Steam iron
-Pizza
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Post by: mariez on October 19, 2007, 12:53:50 pm
Jack was sitting at the kitchen counter eating a snack of nabisco crackers when the phone rang.
"Hello"
"Jack, it's Ennis I'm running a little late traffic is horrible, thought I'd call so you didn't worry."
"Alright cowboy, thanks for calling, how long do you think you'll be?" asked Jack.
All Ennis got out was "I'm before he was cut off and all Jack heard was dial tone, then he started to worry he didn't know where Ennis was or anything, but just as he was about to imagine the worst the phone rang.
"Hello"
"Sorry I got cut off, look I'm not sure when I'll be home but don't worry okay."
"Okay, see you when you get here cowboy."

What a sweet little moment.  I'm a worrier, too - I know just how Jack felt!


And here is the Leslie idiot moment of the day...

I truly did not know that landline phones required electricity. As some guy said on a blog, what did you think they worked on? Will power? Well yes, maybe. Or phone service. That's it! Phone service! Who knew that phone service included electricity. LOL

I found this:

Phone companies supply power from high capacity battery arrays so that it is not affected by blackouts of the electrical network. In order not to drain the batteries, all the phone appliances that are legally sold in the US have to use their own power source for anything else than wired voice communication. Since most modern phones have other features/functions too, they need to be powered from the electrical outlet or from their own battery instead.

The phone in the kitchen has a plug, which I always figured was to charge the handheld portable receiver. But we have one really old fashioned phone which is the one we use to call Central Maine Power when the power goes out. It always worked so I figured it just had....phone service. Now I know that the phone jack not only gives me a dial tone, it also gives the phone electricity.

Who knew? LOL

But I know for a fact that toilets don't require electricity!

Thanks, Janice, for setting me straight!

L

LOL!  Well, I have to join you in the idiot moment, Leslie.  My house sounds a lot like yours - not only is it a Cheese Nip free zone, we also keep one really ancient land line phone specifically because it still works when the power goes out!   So......I've never made the connection between phone service and electricity, either.  Who knew drabbles could be so educational? LOL! 


Thanks for the prompts, Mark!

Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on October 19, 2007, 03:26:30 pm
Fall 1990

"So there Ennis....are ya excited 'bout the square dance tonite?"

"....Ah don't know.....Ah guess....maybe..."

"Ya been standing there ironing that shirt of yours ya like so much fer the last twenty minutes." Jack looking over Ennis's shoulder as he smoothed the fine cotton fabric of his 'Stetson' stripped shirt Jack had gotten last spring for him on his last birthday.

 "Don't mean nothin', Just wanna look like we c'n take car o' ourselves......just an o'l square dance...." Ennis concentrating on the task at hand.

Jack reaches an arm around Ennis, rests his chin on his shoulder. "Hey Ennis.....Ya like that shirt 'lot don't cha?"

Ennis silent for a moment looks down feeling the soft cotton. "Ah sure do......like it 'lot.....reminds me of that one Ah had back in Riverton.....put it on that day ya came ta see me....hadn't seen ya in so long.....wouldn't let Alma wash it fer the longest time after...."

Jack squeezes both arms around Ennis, speaks just above a whisper in his ear. "I remember....'s why I picked it out fer ya....reminded me too."

Hardly able to speak. "Th....Thanks Jack."

"Ennis....ya ...ya think you think ya could iron a shirt fer me?"

"So that's it huh?...Ya think ya can just come waltzing in here any o' time, gettin' all sentimental on me an get me ta iron yer ol' shirt!....Huh?" Ennis never taking his eyes off his careful movement of the iron.

"Kinda what I figured." Jack gently tightens his grip around Ennis, pressing his face against his stubble.

Ennis turns to Jack eyebrows furrowed, then smiles. "Course Jack."

Jack returns with a solid dark red textured cowboy shirt with  front and back yokes, ivory snaps..... the one Ennis bought for him....and tosses it to him.

(http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q219/jpwagoneer1964/DSCN9308.jpg)

to be continued
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 20, 2007, 10:48:02 am
for a lazy Saturday morning, how about:


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Post by: el_wing on October 20, 2007, 12:22:43 pm
105 words

Jack rolled over. Nothing there. Saturday morning. Just a cold empty space, sleepin bag scrunched around his waist as he sat up. Face itched.

Crotch itched more.

Head popped in the tent.  Lopsided grin met Jack like sunshine.

“You gettin up, lazy bones?” Ennis asked.

“I kinda doubt it—unless there’s somethin to get up for.”

“How about a pancake breakfast?”

“Not unless them pancakes come ta me.”

“Jack Twist, you are one lazy son-of-a-bitch.”

“So I’ve been told—most of my life. Tell me somethin I don’t know, and I might oblige ya.”

“How ‘bout I show ya.”

That mornin they forgot about pancakes. 
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Post by: mariez on October 20, 2007, 07:17:42 pm
.....
Ennis silent for a moment looks down feeling the soft cotton. "Ah sure do......like it 'lot.....reminds me of that one Ah had back in Riverton.....put it on that day ya came ta see me....hadn't seen ya in so long.....wouldn't let Alma wash it fer the longest time after...."

Mark, for some reason when I saw "iron" I thought of that striped shirt, too!


105 words

Jack rolled over. Nothing there. Saturday morning. Just a cold empty space, sleepin bag scrunched around his waist as he sat up. Face itched.

Crotch itched more.

Head popped in the tent.  Lopsided grin met Jack like sunshine.

“You gettin up, lazy bones?” Ennis asked.

“I kinda doubt it—unless there’s somethin to get up for.”

“How about a pancake breakfast?”

“Not unless them pancakes come ta me.”

“Jack Twist, you are one lazy son-of-a-bitch.”

“So I’ve been told—most of my life. Tell me somethin I don’t know, and I might oblige ya.”

“How ‘bout I show ya.”

That mornin they forgot about pancakes. 


el, it's so great to see you back here!  What a sweet, funny scene between the boys!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 21, 2007, 12:12:45 pm
A little late again.....


A Special Breakfast

Alma looked at the empty pillow beside her and pulled the covers up as she rolled over, squeezing her eyes shut against the sight.

"Mama!"  Junior was patting her shoulder.  "Get up, Mama. Remember you said we could have pancakes this morning?"

She opened her eyes into Junior's smiling face, forced a smile back.  "Sure, honey.  Mama's just being a lazy bones this morning.  How about we put some chocolate chips in the pancakes?"

"Oh, boy!  Daddy's gonna be sorry he missed chocolate chip pancakes!"

She watched Junior run from the room in excitement. "I kinda doubt it," she murmured.

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: mariez on October 21, 2007, 12:16:55 pm
Happy Sunday - hope your weather is as beautiful as mine.   :)  Let's try:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 21, 2007, 06:55:25 pm
Ms. Wrong

His mama used to say that his bed didn't have a wrong side because he always woke up in a good mood.  But lately he was irritated before he'd even finished breakfast.  He watched out of the corner of his eye as Lureen folded and re-folded the newspaper carefully, creasing it sharply with her perfectly manicured thumbnail ….and now she was stirring her coffee again – exactly five times clockwise, then five times counter-clockwise…..and why did she have to scrunch her nose like that when she read something she didn't like?

He rubbed his forehead and looked away.  There was nothing wrong with the way she folded the paper, or with the way she stirred her coffee, or with the way she scrunched her nose.

She was simply the wrong person. 

~~~~~~~
130 Words
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Post by: fernly on October 22, 2007, 12:40:30 am
Quote from: mariez
A Special Breakfast
......
"Oh, boy!  Daddy's gonna be sorry he missed chocolate chip pancakes!"

She watched Junior run from the room in excitement. "I kinda doubt it," she murmured.
......

Quote
Ms. Wrong

 ......He watched out of the corner of his eye as Lureen folded and re-folded the newspaper carefully, creasing it sharply with her perfectly manicured thumbnail ......

She was simply the wrong person. 

So beautifully done. Thank you, even though you make my heart ache for them all, over and over again.
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Post by: fernly on October 22, 2007, 12:43:47 am
a longish one (a tribble I believe it's called? ;)) from a prompt from the 8th


Lunchtime

   Sun was right overhead, wind had dropped down to almost nothing, and in the overall silence, small sounds grew clear and distinct – Chance's breaths, slow and relaxed, the creaks of the saddle as it shifted a little with each long stride, the buzz and whirring of the insects that had found them now and followed in the quiet air. He brushed at them with his free hand, decided he'd move away from the creek where he'd been looking for sign of the missing cattle. There was a bluff about half a mile ahead, rising up rough and broken out of the plain. There'd be shade there, on a shelf high enough up to scan some of the plain, place to sit and eat his lunch.

   He tied the reins, loose, but out of the way, around the saddle horn, and left Chance to graze on the grass, still green here in early summer, but not for long, not with this sun bearing down. The sandstone crumbled a little under his hands and boots, as he stepped and scrambled his way up, enjoying the stretch and reach from one outcropping or crevice to another. Found his spot, kicked a few small rocks out of the way, they tumbled and clattered down to the plain below, knocking other pebbles loose as they fell.

   He sat down, found a smooth enough place to lean back against, stretched his legs out, let the heat of the rock soak into him, the heat of the sun burn into him from above, the glare bright as firelight through his closed eyelids. There was an overhanging piece of rock he could've moved under, patch of shade beneath, but now he wanted the sun, needed it burning through his clothes, through his skin, as if it might, for a few minutes here at lunchtime, on June 24th, 1964, be enough to overwhelm the fire that never stopped burning inside him.
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Post by: mariez on October 22, 2007, 12:54:46 pm
......
   He sat down, found a smooth enough place to lean back against, stretched his legs out, let the heat of the rock soak into him, the heat of the sun burn into him from above, the glare bright as firelight through his closed eyelids. There was an overhanging piece of rock he could've moved under, patch of shade beneath, but now he wanted the sun, needed it burning through his clothes, through his skin, as if it might, for a few minutes here at lunchtime, on June 24th, 1964, be enough to overwhelm the fire that never stopped burning inside him.

Fern, your "tribble" is also a master class in descriptive writing - and really captures the essence of that "fire." Thanks.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 22, 2007, 12:56:12 pm
Another Monday!  How do these sound?


 :)
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 22, 2007, 01:32:10 pm
Somewhere in Wyoming
April 1971

Ennis buried his head in Jack’s neck, drinking in the combined scents of his lover: whiskey, smoke from the campfire and cigarettes, an earthy smell of sweat and musk. “Jack, promise me something,” he mumbled, still inhaling deeply.

Jack started. Ennis wasn’t one to lightly ask for promises. “What’s that cowboy?” he replied.

“Don’t start wearing no fancy aftershave or cologne or anything. I can’t stand smelly stuff…I like the way you smell just natural. Like the outdoors. Like a…man.” He said the last words slowly, realizing he was admitting in a small way that he liked—maybe loved—a man, liked the way a man smelled.

“Alma don’t wear perfume?”

Ennis shook his head. “We ain’t got two cents to rub together, sure don’t have any spare money for that kind a foolishness. Fine with me, I just told ya, I don’t like smelly stuff.”

Jack rolled onto his back and looked up at the roof of the tent. “Lureen pours it on, you can smell her comin from a mile away.” He paused, then turned back to Ennis. “Even though I’ve been livin in Texas a few years now, I ain’t got used to Texas ways a livin. I’m like you, just a simple Wyoming boy who don’t like smelly stuff.”

“So yer gonna promise?”

Jack nodded yes. “It’s an easy promise. I’d promise something serious too, if ya asked.”

Ennis looked at him, his eyes sorrowful. “This’ll do for now,” he said softly.

(251 words)
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on October 22, 2007, 01:54:09 pm
FALL 1990

Ennis stands  in front of the mirror, pulls some change from a glass bowel on the dresser, deposits the coins in his jeans, then fastens the snaps on his shirt, Jack next to him still shirtless after they showered, opens a small door on their dresser, pulls out a bottle of cologne, opens the cap.

"Jack!.....whut er ya doin'......whut is that stuff?" Ennis looks at Jack apprehensive.

"Just some ol' stuff I had ta make me smell good...." Jack sticks the bottle under  Ennis's nose. "Don't cha like it...?"

".....It's all right Ah guess....just that....."

"Just what Ennis?"

"Just..."

"Ennis?"

"Aw hell.....Jack.....ain't nuthin' wrong with the way ya smell....least when ya start out clean 'n washed......put that stuff on an you'll stink up my truck...Huh?

"You'd rather I didn't use it?" Jack looks at Ennis.

"Use if ya want....just don't want ya stinking up my truck is all."

Jack replaces the cap in the bottle, twists it tight, tosses it back in the door, then reaches his arm around Ennis, squeezes tight, presses his face against his, plants a wet kiss on the cheek. "Wouldn't want ta stink yer truck up now would I?"

Ennis flustered. "Good....see....see that ya don't" Then leans into Jack.

to be continued
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Post by: Lumière on October 22, 2007, 05:19:35 pm
Hello ... Thought I'd dabble today.  :)


If only...


Ennis lay down quietly on the bed and cradled his aching head in both hands.  It’d been a long day at the ranch and he was drained and sore.  It wasn't long before his thoughts began to drift. Like a well-greased engine, the wheels of his mind turned and turned over events past, present and future. 

By this time next week, he thought, Alma Beers would become Alma del Mar, his beautiful, blushing bride.  Almost immediately, he felt the heaviness descend to the pit of his stomach.  There was no turning back now… He could see Jack laying in the tent, half-dressed, his body clothed in the yellow gleam of light from the campfire.  How beautiful and inviting he’d looked just then… Like a bee lured by the sweet scents of a rose blossom, he’d been unable to resist the force that pulled him to Jack’s side that night.  If ignorance was bliss, then there were no words to describe what he’d felt in Jack’s warm embrace..

Ennis ran his trembling hands through his hair in frustration.  The pain in his head now throbbed with a vengeance.

If only he'd had the good sense to walk away that summer night ... If only…

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Post by: fernly on October 23, 2007, 10:28:04 am
Sense


   Sometimes, Lureen thought, she didn't have the sense God gave a goose. Here Jack was, after driving for days all told, back from hunting, not that she had much sympathy for a man being tired out from waiting for some animal to walk into his bullets, but Jack had gone from that part of his trip over to his folks' place, helped them for a week with the brunt of calving season, and she wasn't so far removed from ranch living not to know how wearing that was. But still she'd gone ahead and told her folks, sure, they'd join them for dinner, since Grandma Newsome was visiting over from Dalhart.
   So they were driving to the restaurant, the decision to go out to dinner each night of her visit another in a long string of slaps from Grandma Newsome at her mama's cooking, to spend a few hours that would seem like years with a woman who wore out Lureen at the best of times, and she had to love her, or at least she was supposed to. Jack was just fullfilling an obligation.
   “I appreciate this, honey,” she said, reaching across Bobby, giving Jack a quick squeeze on his arm, stretched out tense to the wheel.
   Jack shook himself like he was waking up, Lureen thinking he'd been concentrating on driving, sleepy as he was. He glanced at her, smiled, said, “Sure enough, wouldn't think of leaving you on your own to sit through three courses of advice, with an extra helping of good ol' common sense for dessert.”
   They both broke out laughing, Lureen relieved that maybe this evening wouldn't be so bad after all, knowing she could look across at Jack and know someone else was feeling the same as her, Jack amazed that he could still laugh, and pretend, when every sense was straining north, where Ennis was.
   
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 23, 2007, 10:57:31 am
For today:


Have fun...

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Post by: mariez on October 23, 2007, 01:01:30 pm
Wow - I'm in drabble heaven!


......
Jack nodded yes. “It’s an easy promise. I’d promise something serious too, if ya asked.”

Ennis looked at him, his eyes sorrowful. “This’ll do for now,” he said softly.
Oh, Leslie.  That was so skillfully done, such a natural flow to their conversation - and then this ending.  Sob.


....
"Aw hell.....Jack.....ain't nuthin' wrong with the way ya smell....least when ya start out clean 'n washed......put that stuff on an you'll stink up my truck...Huh?

"You'd rather I didn't use it?" Jack looks at Ennis.

"Use if ya want....just don't want ya stinking up my truck is all." .....
LOL!  But so sweet - Ennis loves his Jack just the way he is. 


Hello ... Thought I'd dabble today.  :)
.....
Ennis ran his trembling hands through his hair in frustration.  The pain in his head now throbbed with a vengeance.

If only he'd had the good sense to walk away that summer night ... If only…
Hey, Milli - always such a treat when you drabble! Great to see you. You've captured Ennis's frustration so perfectly - I've always imagined this is exactly how he felt. 


.......   Jack shook himself like he was waking up, Lureen thinking he'd been concentrating on driving, sleepy as he was. He glanced at her, smiled, said, “Sure enough, wouldn't think of leaving you on your own to sit through three courses of advice, with an extra helping of good ol' common sense for dessert.”
   They both broke out laughing, Lureen relieved that maybe this evening wouldn't be so bad after all, knowing she could look across at Jack and know someone else was feeling the same as her, Jack amazed that he could still laugh, and pretend, when every sense was straining north, where Ennis was.   
I love this Fern.  There had to have been these nice moments between the boys and their wives - but those moments  were always tinged with longing.   

Thanks, all!
Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 23, 2007, 03:22:33 pm
Je Ne Sais Quoi

She smiled at the sight of her lips in the mirror, still red and slightly swollen  - this was one rodeo cowboy who could do more than ride a bull for eight seconds, that's for sure.  Most boys were intimidated by her, but not him, no sir; she'd love to play a little game of cops 'n robbers with this one. 

But that wasn't all.  There was something ……something she couldn't put her finger on…. the way those sweet baby blues turned from bright and lively to sad and distant when he thought she wasn't looking….a story waiting to be told.  Well, no matter; she loved a mystery – and a challenge.  And this one was worth it. 

She just hoped he thought of her as more than a one-shot thing. 

~~~~~~~
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 23, 2007, 03:50:43 pm
Sage, Wyoming
April 1953

“Ed, I think you should contact the police—file a police report. Let them know what happened.”

“Eleanor, I’m telling you, keep out of it. It’s none of their goddamned business.”

“Of course it’s their business! A man has been murdered! This isn’t a game of cops and robbers, this is real!”

“Fucking pervert is what he was and the world is well rid of him.”

“Edward, how can you say such a thing? Earl was a neighbor and has lived in this town for years. He never did anything against you.”

“Eleanor, I’m telling you again, keep your fucking nose out of it. It’s none of your goddamned business!”

Ennis Del Mar watched as his father drew his arm back, a murderous rage in his eyes. He couldn’t bear to watch and ran to his room, burying his head in his pillow, hoping to stifle the sound of his crying. He knew that if his father heard him bawling, he’d get whupped  too.

(168 words)
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 24, 2007, 09:56:34 am
For today, give these a go:


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Post by: mariez on October 24, 2007, 01:44:05 pm
Sage, Wyoming
April 1953

“Ed, I think you should contact the police—file a police report. Let them know what happened.”

“Eleanor, I’m telling you, keep out of it. It’s none of their goddamned business.”

“Of course it’s their business! A man has been murdered! This isn’t a game of cops and robbers, this is real!”

“Fucking pervert is what he was and the world is well rid of him.”

“Edward, how can you say such a thing? Earl was a neighbor and has lived in this town for years. He never did anything against you.”

“Eleanor, I’m telling you again, keep your fucking nose out of it. It’s none of your goddamned business!”

Ennis Del Mar watched as his father drew his arm back, a murderous rage in his eyes. He couldn’t bear to watch and ran to his room, burying his head in his pillow, hoping to stifle the sound of his crying. He knew that if his father heard him bawling, he’d get whupped  too.

OMG, Leslie.  You've written this so well that I can picture it clearly - and I wish I couldn't.  Great job.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 24, 2007, 01:56:19 pm
Empty Schedule

Riverton, Wyoming
December 1984

He was pleased with himself as he unwrapped the charms from the tissue paper.  Linda Higgins at the gift shop said they would be just the right thing and he thought so, too.  He smiled as he ran his fingers over the tiny hearts; still his little darlins, always would be. 

His brief moment of pleasure began to slip away when he spotted the small calendar inside the bag.  He flipped through it aimlessly, pretending to focus on the birds pictured on each page while trying to ignore all the empty days, weeks, and months that stretched out before him. 

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Post by: fernly on October 24, 2007, 08:15:07 pm
Quote from: mariez
Je Ne Sais Quoi

…. the way those sweet baby blues turned from bright and lively to sad and distant when he thought she wasn't looking….a story waiting to be told.  Well, no matter; she loved a mystery – and a challenge.  And this one was worth it. 

She just hoped he thought of her as more than a one-shot thing. 
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Empty Schedule
.....His brief moment of pleasure began to slip away when he spotted the small calendar inside the bag.  He flipped through it aimlessly, pretending to focus on the birds pictured on each page while trying to ignore all the empty days, weeks, and months that stretched out before him. 

Beautiful, apt, and heartbreakiing.
Thank you so much, Marie.



....and thank you for your kind words about my drabbles. I'm so grateful for the time you take to comment.

Fern
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 25, 2007, 09:09:10 am
Hello everyone,

For today:


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Post by: mariez on October 25, 2007, 03:16:58 pm
Theater of Life

"Forgetting something?"

Her voice sounded odd to her ears, and she had the strange sensation of standing outside her own body as though watching a scene play out on a stage, observant and detached.  She looked on calmly as she saw him turn, hesitate for a moment, grab his tackle box, and hurry off without a glance.

She must have gotten up, made dinner, put the girls to bed, but those scenes were missing; and she realized she had turned away at some point in the surreal play, unable to watch as her last trace of hope fainted dead away. 

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: MaineWriter on October 26, 2007, 07:25:01 am
Hi everyone,

For today:


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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 26, 2007, 03:13:42 pm


         Ennis trudged the dirt road, up to the farm house.  He was nine years old, and he and KE and Cindy had to walk
the half mile to the bus stop.  He didn't really mind it, it gave him time to think on things, before the start of
chores after gettin home.  He was in the third grade now.  Just starting in last month in Mrs. Fanfers class.  He liked
her ok.  She was nice, and she seemed to like him well enough.. He was a shy and quiet boy, so he didn't cause no
trouble.  Cindy and KE kept saying "Ennis hurry up.  Pick up your feet.  Stop kicking up dirt."  He saw a clump of grass
by the side of the hedge row.  Then he noticed a baby bird layin there.  Just making a peepin sound..He wanderer over and there was no nest anywhere.  He looked around to see if he saw a mother bird anywhere.. ?  Nothing there either.
KE said "Ennis git on up here, we gotta git home.  What ya looking at over there?"  Ennis grabbed the baby bird and
said, "Nothin."  He hurried up to catch up with his siblings, with the bird hidden in his mostly closed hand..
         When he got to the house, his pa was there in the pickup truck, telling him and KE, to" get in we gotta go somewhers."  Ennis said "I gotta go pee."  His father said, "better make it quick, and get out here."
          He ran to the bedroom, grabbed his shoebox from under his bed and put the small bird inside.  He rushed outside
with his secret treasure on his mind.  Big smile on his face.  He jumped in the truck, and KE slammed the door shut.  His
dad said "what ya grinnin about? "  "Oh nothing special."  He replied.  "Where we goin?"   "I got something i need to
show ya."  He said, and they just looked at him, questioningly.  He offered no explanation   and turned as he backed the truck out of the yard and headed for the road.
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Post by: fernly on October 26, 2007, 06:27:23 pm
Quote from: ifyoucantfixit
          Cindy and KE kept saying "Ennis hurry up.  Pick up your feet.  Stop kicking up dirt." 
This brought a smile to my face. Ennis at that young age not picking up his feet, but it seeming like it 'cause he's playing maybe, not because he's hobbled like he is later, with all the emotional weights pressing down on him.

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He rushed outside
with his secret treasure on his mind.  Big smile on his face.  He jumped in the truck, and KE slammed the door shut.  His
dad said "what ya grinnin about? "  "Oh nothing special."  He replied.  "Where we goin?"   "I got something i need to
show ya."  He said, and they just looked at him, questioningly.  He offered no explanation   and turned as he backed the truck out of the yard and headed for the road.
omg...this left my heart in pieces...the story going on sweetly, Ennis rescuing the bird, needing to keep it a secret, but it's a good one....and then the shock when I realize just where his dad's taking him, and what that secret is going to do him for the rest of his life.
What a beautifully structured drabble, Janice.
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 26, 2007, 07:42:22 pm


        Thank you.  I am glad you liked it.        :)
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Post by: mariez on October 27, 2007, 11:02:46 am

         Ennis trudged the dirt road, up to the farm house.  He was nine years old, and he and KE and Cindy had to walk
the half mile to the bus stop.  He didn't really mind it, it gave him time to think on things, before the start of
chores after gettin home.  He was in the third grade now.  Just starting in last month in Mrs. Fanfers class.  He liked
her ok.  She was nice, and she seemed to like him well enough.. He was a shy and quiet boy, so he didn't cause no
trouble.  Cindy and KE kept saying "Ennis hurry up.  Pick up your feet.  Stop kicking up dirt."  He saw a clump of grass
by the side of the hedge row.  Then he noticed a baby bird layin there.  Just making a peepin sound..He wanderer over and there was no nest anywhere.  He looked around to see if he saw a mother bird anywhere.. ?  Nothing there either.
KE said "Ennis git on up here, we gotta git home.  What ya looking at over there?"  Ennis grabbed the baby bird and
said, "Nothin."  He hurried up to catch up with his siblings, with the bird hidden in his mostly closed hand..
         When he got to the house, his pa was there in the pickup truck, telling him and KE, to" get in we gotta go somewhers."  Ennis said "I gotta go pee."  His father said, "better make it quick, and get out here."
          He ran to the bedroom, grabbed his shoebox from under his bed and put the small bird inside.  He rushed outside
with his secret treasure on his mind.  Big smile on his face.  He jumped in the truck, and KE slammed the door shut.  His
dad said "what ya grinnin about? "  "Oh nothing special."  He replied.  "Where we goin?"   "I got something i need to
show ya."  He said, and they just looked at him, questioningly.  He offered no explanation   and turned as he backed the truck out of the yard and headed for the road.

Janice, I agree with Fern - this is exceptional.  I love how you show that Ennis has always been a thinker with a tender heart - and how brutally that young mind and heart was shattered. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 27, 2007, 11:07:31 am
Happy Saturday, drabblers.  How about:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 27, 2007, 04:07:23 pm
Sweet Things

"There you go, you sweet little things."  Mrs. Johnson beamed while handing Junior and Francie their ice cream cones.

Ennis placed his hands gently on their shoulders.  "Say 'thank you,' girls," and two tiny voices cheeped in unison.

She turned her smile on Ennis.  "They really are 'sugar and spice and everything nice.'  I'll bet you thank the Lord everyday for your beautiful family."

"Yes, ma'am." Ennis smiled and nodded while the shame and despondency welled up inside him.  He knew that what he had should be the sweet life. 

And he hated himself for the fact that it wasn't. 

~~~~~~~
100 Words
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Post by: notBastet on October 27, 2007, 04:35:46 pm
Open Spaces

July 19.  Her nightly ritual since spring, she made a careful "X" on the calendar before climbing into bed, looking at the neat row of "X's" behind it and the many open spaces that lie ahead.

Closing her eyes, she tried yet again to picture exactly what he was doing at exactly that moment.  She imagined he wouldn't have much to do at night, hoped he wasn't too lonely...

Tossing and turning, she giggled softly at the idea of counting sheep, and a smile remained as she slept peacefully through a night of hopeful dreams for all those open spaces. 

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100 Words


I am obviously quite behind here with the drabbles, but yikes Marie!
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Post by: notBastet on October 27, 2007, 04:38:53 pm
     Ennis opened the crematory box.   At the bottom lay a half-empty plastic bag held closed by a green paper covered wire tie. 
     
...

     He stretched trembling arms full length, slowly upended the bag and a small cloud of ash and crushed bone that had once been Jack Twist dropped toward the rocks and scrub below.


-----------------------

Sorry, no prompts, no word limit.  This needed doing all of a piece.

Indeed.  Well done.
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Post by: notBastet on October 27, 2007, 05:10:29 pm
He jumped in the truck, and KE slammed the door shut.  His dad said "what ya grinnin about? "  "Oh nothing special."  He replied.  "Where we goin?"   "I got something i need to show ya."  He said, and they just looked at him, questioningly.  He offered no explanation   and turned as he backed the truck out of the yard and headed for the road.

 :-\ :-\ :-\
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Post by: mariez on October 28, 2007, 01:22:47 pm
Some Sunday prompts to start the week:   :)


Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on October 28, 2007, 03:01:56 pm
THE DANCE

FALL 1990

Ennis and Jack both climb into Ennis's Ford pickup, each pulling the seat belts around them until the buckles clicked in unison.  Ennis, starts the motor, shifts onto low, heads out their dirt road to the two lane highway.

"Ennis...ya seem a little quiet...yer nervous 'both the dance?" Jack nudging him with his knee,

"Huh?....No 'course not......." Stopping to look both ways before turning on the blacktop.

"Seem ta be worrin' that blond head of yers....ya sure?"

"...Yep....Just....."

"What is it Ennis?"

"The...the ...ladies that 'll be there....ones that ain't married....Might want one of us ta be askin' 'm out......don't know what ta say ta 'm.....'bout ....ya know...."

Jack turns to Ennis, grins. "So ya tellin me ya want mebe ta take one home that catches yer eye?.....that it Ennis?" Jack laughing. "Ya could use the guest room if ya want."

Ennis flustered, straightens the truck out nearly going into the oncoming lane. "Jack!.....Course not!....wouldn't 'xpect they'd....not right  away....want to..."

"Want to what Ennis? ....what is they'd want ta do with ya?" Jack hardly able to contain himself.

"Damn you Twist!.....Can't talk ta ya 'bout nothing....always gotta be a damn comedian!" Ennis both hands on the wheel looking straight ahead. "...Just don't know whut ta say 'bout." Turning to Jack.

Jack reached over, hand on Ennis's shoulder, now comforting and more serious. "Be okay Eniis..... We been livin' here over five years now....folks around always see us together....know a lot of 'm....don't think any would pay no mind if we don't be askin' any ladies out...."

Ennis looks back, wide eyed.

"Don't ya be worrin' non ya hear....be okay.....Sides...accordin ta Rita...where  her 'n Andy go....the ladies that don't have husbands...are mostly widow women.... least in their 70s....though I rekon they'd like you ta take 'm home...." Jack laughs again slapping Ennis on the knee.

Tightly holding the steering wheel Ennis looks ahead."Damn you Twist......." Ennis theN mumbles something Jack can't quite hear.

"What is it Ennis? Ennis is silent.

"What did  ya say Ennis?"

".....Ah ....Ah said" Ennis taking in a big breath. ".....Ain't ..nobody Ah want ta ge goin' ...home with but..you Twist.........Got that?"

Jack leans way back in the bench seat, knee against the dashboard, takes Ennis's right forearm, gently taking it from the wheel, laces   fingers with Ennis's, then resting their hands on his leg, looks out the window.


 
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Post by: notBastet on October 28, 2007, 05:27:12 pm
THE DANCE



That was real, real, sweet...
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Post by: mariez on October 28, 2007, 05:59:24 pm
.....
".....Ah ....Ah said" Ennis taking in a big breath. ".....Ain't ..nobody Ah want ta ge goin' ...home with but..you Twist.........Got that?"

Jack leans way back in the bench seat, knee against the dashboard, takes Ennis's right forearm, gently taking it from the wheel, laces   fingers with Ennis's, then resting their hands on his leg, looks out the window.

Yep, that sure was sweet.  Mark, your J&E always make me smile. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 28, 2007, 06:04:04 pm
Measure of a Man

"Run, you bastard, run!" L.D. was in his glory, surrounded by cronies and worshipping at the altar of "real men" – football.

Jack surveyed the crowd with a mixture of amusement and dismay.  None of these good old boys knew what it was to feel a man tuck a blanket up under your chin when he thought you were sleeping, to hear a man hum a lullaby in your ear, to see a man's eyes mist over when he spoke of missing his little girls.  He almost felt sorry for the ignorant sumbitches.

They didn't know what a real man was.

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Post by: mariez on October 29, 2007, 12:46:14 pm
Is it Monday again?  Let's try these:


Have fun!

Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 29, 2007, 12:56:52 pm


     Nice little road trip Mark...sweet.


     Loved that Marie....so beautiful.
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Post by: mariez on October 29, 2007, 09:54:06 pm
Dear Abby …..

He'd gone out again without a word, after a dinner that would've been silent but for the chattering of the girls. She would be fast asleep, or pretending to be, when he finally came to bed, their backs facing each other through the night in silent reproach.  There were times some mornings she was surprised to see her reflection in the mirror - she hadn't disappeared after all

She went through the paper in her usual order. Headlines, recipes, "Dear Abby."  She used to be amused by the letters, but now found herself envying "Lonely in Des Moines" and "Confused in Wichita." She couldn't fathom writing a letter; why, even wise and worldly Abby would be at a loss for words – and they could never print such a thing! - but she knew how she'd sign it. 

Invisible in Riverton.

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Post by: mariez on October 30, 2007, 01:17:39 pm
Here's a few Tuesday prompts:   :)


Marie
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Post by: outrider on October 30, 2007, 01:51:50 pm

haunted
mask
trick

http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9354.new.html#new
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Post by: mariez on October 31, 2007, 12:20:04 pm
Happy Halloween, drabblers and drabble readers!  How about:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 31, 2007, 03:58:38 pm
Pumpkin Patches and Whiskey Springs


"Do you wanna watch 'The Great Pumpkin' with me, Daddy?  It's gonna start any minute."

Jack laughed.  "What in the world is 'The Great Pumpkin?"

"It's a Charlie Brown show, Daddy!  You never saw it?" 

"No, bud, Charlie Brown wasn't around in my day, and we didn't have a TV, anyway."

Bobby was astounded.  "No TV!  Well, you have to watch it, it's my favorite. See, every year Charlie Brown's friend Linus spends Halloween in the pumpkin patch waiting for The Great Pumpkin to show up.   He writes him letters and everything – but every year he's disappointed.  All his friends think he's stupid to keep waiting for something that's never gonna happen."

Jack swallowed hard.  "What do you think, bud?"

"I don't think Linus should give up. I'll bet The Great Pumpkin surprises everyone and shows up next time!" 

Jack sat down and pulled Bobby close, his heart sinking a little with the realization that his son had inherited more than his dark hair. 

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Post by: MaineWriter on October 31, 2007, 04:01:01 pm
Ah, Marie, that's sweet...and a little sad. Thanks!

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Post by: MaineWriter on November 01, 2007, 10:14:08 am
Hello everyone,

How about...


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Post by: mariez on November 01, 2007, 08:46:34 pm
A Special Touch

May 1983

Her hands were deft and sure with the old paring knife, the cracked handle worn down to the shape of her thumb.  He smiled at the familiar sight, and a sense of wonder came over him as he took in the beauty of her hands - thin but strong, etched but graceful, sinuous veins against creamy skin. 

As she rose wordlessly from the table and ran a warm hand gently down his cheek, he reached up and cradled it to his face, closing his eyes against the overwhelming emotions and surrendering himself to the special comfort of his mama's touch.   

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100 Words
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Post by: fernly on November 02, 2007, 08:29:57 am
http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,9354.new.html#new
Very insightful...really enjoyed this.

THE DANCE
....
Jack leans way back in the bench seat, knee against the dashboard, takes Ennis's right forearm, gently taking it from the wheel, laces   fingers with Ennis's, then resting their hands on his leg, looks out the window.
Rings so true, Mark, thank you.


Measure of a Man
....Jack surveyed the crowd with a mixture of amusement and dismay.  None of these good old boys knew what it was to feel a man tuck a blanket up under your chin when he thought you were sleeping, to hear a man hum a lullaby in your ear, to see a man's eyes mist over when he spoke of missing his little girls.  He almost felt sorry for the ignorant sumbitches.

They didn't know what a real man was.
Sure didn't. And he was sitting right there in the midst of them all the time.

Dear Abby …..
.... There were times some mornings she was surprised to see her reflection in the mirror - she hadn't disappeared after all....
the despair she felt...what a perfect image to express it...

Pumpkin Patches and Whiskey Springs

Jack sat down and pulled Bobby close, his heart sinking a little with the realization that his son had inherited more than his dark hair. 
Great title, heartbreaking drabble.

A Special Touch

May 1983

As she rose wordlessly from the table and ran a warm hand gently down his cheek, he reached up and cradled it to his face, closing his eyes against the overwhelming emotions and surrendering himself to the special comfort of his mama's touch.  
We heard his daddy's take on that last visit, now you show us a different moment. Thank you.
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Post by: mariez on November 02, 2007, 01:01:10 pm
How about some "O" words for our Friday prompts:   :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 03, 2007, 08:30:52 pm
I'm running a little behind  :)  - from Friday's prompts:


Obstinate Regrets

He woke to the sound of rain on what would've been his daddy's 65th birthday, somber and reflective, struck by the fact that he'd lived longer than his father had.  He could still picture him clearly  - tall and proud with that obstinate set to his jaw; a man of few words, he'd brooked no weakness with his steadfast set of rules.  "Remember, boy, runnin your mouth off only leads to trouble-you can't ever be hurt by something you don't say." 

He sighed wearily as his eyes shifted to the narrow closet door. One more thing he'd been wrong about.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on November 03, 2007, 09:32:09 pm



         Thats a beautiful sentiment Marie.. You can be, and others can be hurt deeply by things not said...

         I could list a ton of them.... great job honey, as ever.
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Post by: mariez on November 05, 2007, 12:57:57 pm
My body clock is still a little off,   :) so how about: 


Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 05, 2007, 07:02:18 pm
Falling Back

He sat at his usual spot at the end of the bar, sipping his beer, eyes cast downward and shoulders slumped in exhaustion. It had been a long day – and night.

"Be nice getting that extra hour tonight, huh?"

He looked up, startled.  "Uh…what's that?"

The bartender was standing on a chair, turning the hands of the clock on the wall backward.  "Extra hour - ya know, 'fall back' and all that."

"Oh…yeah…" He'd forgotten, actually, and now he found himself feeling even more depressed.  All it meant was another hour to sit there and drink.

One more hour without him.

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Post by: mariez on November 06, 2007, 01:41:18 pm
Hi, everyone!

Some prompts for today:


Marie
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Post by: notBastet on November 06, 2007, 05:20:26 pm
Pumpkin Patches and Whiskey Springs


Jack sat down and pulled Bobby close, his heart sinking a little with the realization that his son had inherited more than his dark hair. 

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 :-\ :'( :-*
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Post by: notBastet on November 06, 2007, 05:34:53 pm
He grabbed the mail out of the box.  There was the bank statement - he would let Lureen open that.  Some fancy envelope that probably had an invitation to some hifalutin’ thingamajig.  Fliers from the grocery store.  A catalog.  He flipped through everything again, out of habit.  And a third time for good measure.  It didn’t happen often, but when it did, well, that was reason enough to check the daggone mail every damn day. 

“Anything good today?” Lureen asked him as he walked in, eyeing the mail.

“Nah,” he said, handing the mail over to her as he shrugged out of his coat. 

No postcard today.  Maybe tomorrow.
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Post by: mariez on November 07, 2007, 01:34:59 pm
He grabbed the mail out of the box.  There was the bank statement - he would let Lureen open that.  Some fancy envelope that probably had an invitation to some hifalutin’ thingamajig.  Fliers from the grocery store.  A catalog.  He flipped through everything again, out of habit.  And a third time for good measure.  It didn’t happen often, but when it did, well, that was reason enough to check the daggone mail every damn day. 

“Anything good today?” Lureen asked him as he walked in, eyeing the mail.

“Nah,” he said, handing the mail over to her as he shrugged out of his coat. 

No postcard today.  Maybe tomorrow.


Aww, "maybe tomorrow" - that's our Jack.  I love when you drabble, Kelly!  Thanks.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 07, 2007, 01:37:04 pm
Happy Wednesday, everyone.  Let's try:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 07, 2007, 06:57:53 pm
No Boundaries

He was almost there, he could tell – not by the position of the sun, or by how many miles he'd traveled, but by the rapid beating of his heart, the prickling along his skin, the clenching in his gut.  He eased off the accelerator, willing his heartbeat to slow.  For as desperately as he wanted – needed – to be there, the last mile always brought back the fear, not of the tire irons, but of losing himself. 

For he was nearing that place where there were no boundaries ….where mind and heart, body and soul, Jack and Ennis, all became one. 

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Post by: mariez on November 08, 2007, 01:07:00 pm
Hey, everyone!  Some prompts for today:


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on November 08, 2007, 07:29:32 pm


          Bobby said, "daddy, do we have anything rare?"  Jack looked up from the paper he was
reading and looked over at his son, who was laying on his stomach, on the floor.  "Well son I
sure do.  I have one of the most rare things on this earth."   Bobby turned towards him on his
elbow and said, "what daddy, what is it?"  "Well son you are my rarest possession.  I wouldn't
trade you for all the world."  "Dadddd, I meant something real."  "What, do you think you aren't
real, or that you aren't a possession?"  "No I meant do we own something that is rare and collectable
like a diamond or somethin." 
           "Well I don't put a lot of stock in things like that.  I would rather have someone to love, and
to have them love me back.  Than the rarest and most valuable treasure in the world..A pirates
randsom is not as precious to me as the ones I love..  I just want to hold them close to me forever,
and never lose them..  Because that would be the death of me."  Bobby turned back to his homework
thinking,,,,"he just don't get it."
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Post by: mariez on November 08, 2007, 07:58:29 pm

          Bobby said, "daddy, do we have anything rare?"  Jack looked up from the paper he was
reading and looked over at his son, who was laying on his stomach, on the floor.  "Well son I
sure do.  I have one of the most rare things on this earth."   Bobby turned towards him on his
elbow and said, "what daddy, what is it?"  "Well son you are my rarest possession.  I wouldn't
trade you for all the world."  "Dadddd, I meant something real."  "What, do you think you aren't
real, or that you aren't a possession?"  "No I meant do we own something that is rare and collectable
like a diamond or somethin." 
           "Well I don't put a lot of stock in things like that.  I would rather have someone to love, and
to have them love me back.  Than the rarest and most valuable treasure in the world..A pirates
randsom is not as precious to me as the ones I love..  I just want to hold them close to me forever,
and never lose them..  Because that would be the death of me."  Bobby turned back to his homework
thinking,,,,"he just don't get it."

Janice, that is great!  You really know kids.  That was so sweet, and Bobby's last line was so funny - kids are always thinking that parents "just don't get it." 
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Post by: mariez on November 08, 2007, 08:16:50 pm
A Beautiful Thing

He found himself collecting them throughout his day, much as he had stuffed his pockets with stones, twigs, and any other odds 'n ends he'd found when he was a boy.  So when L.D.'s hat caught fire on the Fourth of July, or when Bobby told him his favorite knock-knock joke, or when Fayette and her poodle came over in matching outfits, the words and images were carefully stored in that special place in his mind.

For there was nothing in the world that made Jack Twist happier than the sight of a rare, but beautiful, Ennis del Mar smile.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on November 08, 2007, 08:24:53 pm



       I like that Marie.  It really was a rare treasure ..for sure...            :)
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Post by: Rogue on November 08, 2007, 11:32:26 pm
Ennis had been looking all over the house for the last hour, apparently he had miss placed his work gloves.  as he entered the living room for the fifth time that hour Jack looked up from the book he was reading.
"Ennis what are you doing?"
"Have you seen my gloves? I can't work with out them."
"Did you check the drawer by the back door?"
"Yes"
"The barn?"
"No"
"Well maybe you should go out there and look instead of looking in places you've already looked in five times."
"Maybe I will."
"Let me know how it turns out," shouted Jack as Ennis headed for the barn.
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Post by: fernly on November 08, 2007, 11:41:25 pm
Quote from: ifyoucantfixit
..... I would rather have someone to love, and to have them love me back.  Than the rarest and most valuable treasure in the world..A pirates randsom is not as precious to me as the ones I love..  I just want to hold them close to me forever,
and never lose them..  Because that would be the death of me." ...

Wonderful - funny and heartwrenching :-\ all at once. Thanks for this, Janice.



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A Beautiful Thing

He found himself collecting them throughout his day, much as he had stuffed his pockets with stones, twigs, and any other odds 'n ends he'd found when he was a boy.  So when L.D.'s hat caught fire on the Fourth of July, or when Bobby told him his favorite knock-knock joke, or when Fayette and her poodle came over in matching outfits, the words and images were carefully stored in that special place in his mind.

For there was nothing in the world that made Jack Twist happier than the sight of a rare, but beautiful, Ennis del Mar smile.

And this drabble is beautiful, too, every part of it ringing true - Jack gathering things as a boy, storing things up to make Ennis smile, and how beautiful it was when Ennis did. Thank you, Marie.
(You gonna tell us sometime how L.D's hat caught fire? ;D)


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"Well maybe you should go out there and look instead of looking in places you've already looked in five times."
"Maybe I will."
"Let me know how it turns out," shouted Jack as Ennis headed for the barn.
I can just see (and hear) them saying this. ;) Thanks!
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Post by: MaineWriter on November 09, 2007, 10:39:32 am
Hi all,

I know I have not been participating in the drabblefest very much lately...I am doing my own original writing and that is occupying my mind. But I am reading and keeping up, even if I am not posting. For today, try these:


L
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Post by: mariez on November 09, 2007, 12:08:52 pm

(You gonna tell us sometime how L.D's hat caught fire? ;D)

Hey, Fern! Yep, it was back on the Fourth of July.  A "good day" for Jack!  ;D  Here's the link:

http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,7810.1710.html (http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,7810.1710.html)



Ennis had been looking all over the house for the last hour, apparently he had miss placed his work gloves.  as he entered the living room for the fifth time that hour Jack looked up from the book he was reading.
"Ennis what are you doing?"
"Have you seen my gloves? I can't work with out them."
"Did you check the drawer by the back door?"
"Yes"
"The barn?"
"No"
"Well maybe you should go out there and look instead of looking in places you've already looked in five times."
"Maybe I will."
"Let me know how it turns out," shouted Jack as Ennis headed for the barn.

 :laugh:  Rogue, that dialogue is spot-on!  Thanks!

Marie


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Post by: fernly on November 09, 2007, 10:21:46 pm
Hey, Fern! Yep, it was back on the Fourth of July.  A "good day" for Jack!  ;D  Here's the link:

http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,7810.1710.html (http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,7810.1710.html)

Thanks, Marie! Yep, a very good day. ;) ;D
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Post by: mariez on November 10, 2007, 12:33:24 pm
From yesterday's prompts:  :)


Unfulfilled Hopes

She walked slowly as she climbed the steps, carrying the small box up to the attic.  She'd given Bobby his prize belt buckle and his pocket knife, but hadn't been quite sure what to do with the rest of his things - his wallet, a stack of old postcards, letters from his mama, old birthday cards, some yellowed programs from his bull riding days, other odds and ends. 

She scanned the small room and her eyes fell on her old hope chest sitting in the corner, smiling sadly as she thought of how much time her mama had spent trying to teach her the needlework skills that she'd insisted "every young lady should know," and remembering all the colorful skeins of embroidery floss that had sat unopened.  Fayette had ended up filling the cedar chest herself with the beautiful bed linens, intricately embroidered tablecloths, and colorful quilts that were now old and worn, some long gone. 

She shook her head and shivered slightly as the cold, damp air woke her from her reverie.  She laid the box down gently and turned out the light, quietly leaving her dusty hope chest to sit in the corner, long empty, but no longer alone.

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Post by: mariez on November 10, 2007, 01:20:50 pm
For any Saturday drabblers, let's try:


 :)

Marie
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Post by: fernly on November 11, 2007, 09:18:02 am
He wouldn't have known to call their times together idyllic.
Side by side crossing the cold rivers, their collars turned up against the bite of the wind, him just looking at Jack's face, hearing his voice, finally real. Then skin to skin in the tent or, even better, he'd come to admit, out in the firelight, or the noon sun.
He just knew the way the light painted Jack's skin with gold and shadows, was beautiful.

Jack knew to call it that. Knew what it was, every minute, every second they had together.
And then every week they lost. Weeks and months that added up to years lost. A life lost.
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Post by: mariez on November 11, 2007, 10:27:30 pm
He wouldn't have known to call their times together idyllic.
Side by side crossing the cold rivers, their collars turned up against the bite of the wind, him just looking at Jack's face, hearing his voice, finally real. Then skin to skin in the tent or, even better, he'd come to admit, out in the firelight, or the noon sun.
He just knew the way the light painted Jack's skin with gold and shadows, was beautiful.

Jack knew to call it that. Knew what it was, every minute, every second they had together.
And then every week they lost. Weeks and months that added up to years lost. A life lost.


Ah, Fern, that's wonderful.  The juxtaposition is so true and so wrenching.  Thanks.

Marie   
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Post by: mariez on November 12, 2007, 01:53:55 pm
Hi everyone!  How about we try:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 12, 2007, 08:16:26 pm
Make-Believe

He couldn't resist those tiny voices, standing quietly outside the door as his little darlins pretended to be mamas to their baby dolls, Junior wearing her patent leather Sunday shoes and one of Alma's aprons, Francie shuffling around in Alma's slippers and robe.

He knew he'd been that young once, but he couldn't remember those times.  The days when he'd played happily - blissfully ignorant of tire irons and fear, death and grief, sorrow and shame, worry and guilt.

He looked on longingly as he watched his girls.  That land of make-believe seemed like a pretty nice place to be.

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Post by: fernly on November 13, 2007, 12:16:06 am
Quote from: mariez
Unfulfilled Hopes

...  She'd given Bobby his prize belt buckle and his pocket knife, but hadn't been quite sure what to do with the rest of his things - his wallet, a stack of old postcards, letters from his mama, old birthday cards, some yellowed programs from his bull riding days, other odds and ends. 

...
She shook her head and shivered slightly as the cold, damp air woke her from her reverie.  She laid the box down gently and turned out the light, quietly leaving her dusty hope chest to sit in the corner, long empty, but no longer alone.
So very, very sad...

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Make-Believe

He couldn't resist those tiny voices, standing quietly outside the door as his little darlins pretended to be mamas to their baby dolls, Junior wearing her patent leather Sunday shoes and one of Alma's aprons, Francie shuffling around in Alma's slippers and robe.

He knew he'd been that young once, but he couldn't remember those times.  The days when he'd played happily - blissfully ignorant of tire irons and fear, death and grief, sorrow and shame, worry and guilt.

He looked on longingly as he watched his girls.  That land of make-believe seemed like a pretty nice place to be.
Such a clear image of the girls playing...

With that father of his, it's hard to imagine he ever had the carefree days he should have had as a child, even before the trip to that dry ditch, and all the sorrows that came after.

Thank you, Marie, two lovely drabbles, and both heartbreaking.
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Post by: Rogue on November 13, 2007, 03:11:30 am
Jack had just come out of the bedroom after putting on his suit and sunday shoes to go to church, as he entered the living room adjusting his tie he noticed Ennis bent over the couch looking under the cushions.
"What are you looking for now, Ennis?"
"Pennies," stated Ennis.
"Why?"
"The collection plate at church."
“Oh, so have ya found any?”
Ennis stood up and held out his hand which contained almost a dollar in Pennies plus a few other coins.
“So are you ready to head out then, cowboy?”
“As I’ll ever be.”
Both men put on their hats and coats and headed out for a Sunday morning at church.
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Post by: mariez on November 13, 2007, 03:16:02 pm
Jack had just come out of the bedroom after putting on his suit and sunday shoes to go to church, as he entered the living room adjusting his tie he noticed Ennis bent over the couch looking under the cushions.
"What are you looking for now, Ennis?"
"Pennies," stated Ennis.
"Why?"
"The collection plate at church."
“Oh, so have ya found any?”
Ennis stood up and held out his hand which contained almost a dollar in Pennies plus a few other coins.
“So are you ready to head out then, cowboy?”
“As I’ll ever be.”
Both men put on their hats and coats and headed out for a Sunday morning at church.


Rogue, you make my day with your drabbles!   :)  They're so dear and so true.  I can so perfectly picture Ennis looking (and finding!) those pennies.  Thanks!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 13, 2007, 03:17:23 pm
I'm not even sure what day it is today, so let's try:


 :)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 13, 2007, 09:05:42 pm
Rudderless

He leaned over the crib, instinctively holding his breath as he looked down on his newborn son, unable to shake that strange feeling - part confusion, part awe - that had been with him for days now. 

He'd never really longed for a child, and he felt like he'd been given a puzzle with half the pieces missing, been sent on a long journey without a map to hand. He knew how not to be a father, but didn't have a clue how to be one.

"Guess we'll have to figure this out as we go along, bud," he whispered. 

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Post by: mariez on November 14, 2007, 02:16:41 pm
Some hump day prompts  :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 14, 2007, 06:59:05 pm
Rudderless, Too

He leaned over the crib, instinctively holding his breath as he looked down on his newborn daughter, unable to shake that strange feeling – part confusion, part awe – that had been with him for days now.

He always imagined he'd have a son, and realized with mild surprise that, inasmuch as females were a mystery to him, he wasn't disappointed in the least.  He placed his big, rough hand on top of her tiny, soft one, certain of only thing – that he would always keep her safe.

"Guess we'll have to figure this out as we go along, darlin," he whispered.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on November 14, 2007, 07:20:00 pm
 

          Junior and Jenny looked at each other in rapt confusion.   Their delicate faces, which so reminded Ennis
of their mother.  He saw them with pride and a swelling in his heart, every time he looked on them.  He was
reminded of the failure he had made of his marriage.  He loved them.  Of that he had no doubt.  He would
gladly give his life for them. 
          When they watched him standing outside the truck with Jack.  He knew they were looking at him
in a most curious manner.  He wondered it they could see how much he wanted to go with Jack.  How his
heart had shrunk down to a mite of its former size, as he watched him drive away.  They could never know.
Never would they accept what he and Jack were to each other.  They would hate him!  They would hate
him, and he couldn't take that.  What was left of his heart, would die, if they, hated him,... as much as he
hated himself.

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Post by: mariez on November 15, 2007, 01:55:30 pm
 

          Junior and Jenny looked at each other in rapt confusion.   Their delicate faces, which so reminded Ennis
of their mother.  He saw them with pride and a swelling in his heart, every time he looked on them.  He was
reminded of the failure he had made of his marriage.  He loved them.  Of that he had no doubt.  He would
gladly give his life for them. 
          When they watched him standing outside the truck with Jack.  He knew they were looking at him
in a most curious manner.  He wondered it they could see how much he wanted to go with Jack.  How his
heart had shrunk down to a mite of its former size, as he watched him drive away.  They could never know.
Never would they accept what he and Jack were to each other.  They would hate him!  They would hate
him, and he couldn't take that.  What was left of his heart, would die, if they, hated him,... as much as he
hated himself.

You've captured Ennis so perfectly, Janice.  This scene is so wrenching, I can't watch it.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 15, 2007, 01:56:44 pm
Hi everyone!  How about these prompts for today:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 15, 2007, 10:30:32 pm
Precious

Of all the stupid words that came out of L.D.'s mouth, "time is money" had to be the ones he hated the most.  He'd learned that you could always make more money; it was time that was irreplaceable. 

It had passed so slowly when he was a boy; it often seemed to be the only thing he had in abundance, and he realized now that he'd spent so much of his time wishing it away.  But now he wanted to catch hold of time and make it stand still, grab it by its edges and stretch it out, capture it whole and push it back, for there was only one thing more precious to him …. and that was the one person with whom he would never have enough time.

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Post by: mariez on November 16, 2007, 01:48:19 pm
Some prompts for any Friday drabblers:


 :)
Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on November 17, 2007, 08:09:19 pm


     Ennis drove over to the laundrymat because Almas said she was moving out.  She had gotten married to
the grocer Monroe.  They had a nice little house now, with rooms for each of the girls.  Alma was finally getting
what she had always wished he would have given her. " A real home."
     They were already gone, and the things she said she had for him, were boxed up and sitting on the bottom,
stair.  It didn't look like much, to count for what was the first few years of his adult life.  That cardboard box of
yesterdays.  A flyer from an old movie that they went to.  And his old fishing gear that he had left behind.  He
had gotten new stuff from Jack that replaced the old things he used before..
      Ennis picked up the box and turned to leave, heaving it up on his shoulder.  He passed by the old swing set,
they had bought second hand for the girls.  He had worked several weekends to pay for that.  So his girls would
have something "special" as Alma called it.  They would for sure be having a newer and fancier one of those now.
Out with the old, in with the new.  He was the old and beat up, second hand one now.  Replaced by the
shiny new man.  The one that could buy newer and shinier things. 
      It was his time to be sent to the recycle shop, and the Goodwill bin.  To be replaced and set aside put out in
a box.  Jack is the only one that never left him aside for a new bright and shiny  model.
     
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Post by: mariez on November 18, 2007, 02:07:53 pm
  Jack is the only one that never left him aside for a new bright and shiny  model.     

You're killing me, Janice.  That's so poignant, especially when I think about their last trip together.  :'(

Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 18, 2007, 02:10:58 pm
Hi everyone!  Some late Sunday prompts:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 18, 2007, 08:20:45 pm
Sustenance

It was a ritual he'd started that first summer, staying awake and watching him while he slept, fixing him in his mind to summon while they were apart.  He may have been more weathered and worn, but he was still the same Jack to him after all these years, and he was still mesmerized by the passion that sprang from within him. 

For it was more than the image of Jack Twist that he carried away with him, it was his passion that he tapped into to replenish his weary soul, the sustenance needed for those long, lonely nights ahead. 

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Post by: MaineWriter on November 19, 2007, 08:24:26 am
Morning all,

How about...


Have fun...

L
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Post by: mariez on November 19, 2007, 10:23:09 pm
A + E

November 1963

He could sense that she'd woken, and when she nestled closer looking for warmth, he lay very still, his eyes closed, his breathing shallow.  He heard her rise after a while, and he watched his breath form a light cloud as he exhaled slowly, willing himself to relax, waiting for the clenching in his gut to lessen and the pounding in his head to go away. He turned slowly, and his eyes rested upon the lightly frosted windowpane where she had drawn their initials inside a heart.

He sighed wearily as he turned over and closed his eyes again. 

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on November 20, 2007, 04:04:20 am
Sustenance

It was a ritual he'd started that first summer, staying awake and watching him while he slept, fixing him in his mind to summon while they were apart.  He may have been more weathered and worn, but he was still the same Jack to him after all these years, and he was still mesmerized by the passion that sprang from within him. 

For it was more than the image of Jack Twist that he carried away with him, it was his passion that he tapped into to replenish his weary soul, the sustenance needed for those long, lonely nights ahead. 

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I absolutely love this one Marie...it was wonderful.....so soulful and resigned.
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Post by: mariez on November 20, 2007, 01:44:33 pm
Greetings all!  Some prompts for today:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 20, 2007, 09:38:52 pm
Wrapped in Comfort

He checked his watch, took a peek back at the fitting rooms and started wandering the store aimlessly.  Damn, when Lureen was in the mood for a shopping spree, she meant business.

"Whoever decided to put fluorescent lights in fitting rooms oughta be drawn and quartered.  I swear it had to be a man." Lureen appeared suddenly, frowning when she saw Jack taking a corduroy jacket off a hanger.

"Thought this looked kinda comfortable."

She pursed her lips and shook her head slowly.  "Corduroy?  Nah…now leather would be nice on you – but I just can't picture you wrapped up in corduroy."

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Post by: cwby30 on November 21, 2007, 12:53:28 pm
Walking side by side back from picking up the mail, they kicked up the colorful dead leaves littering their driveway. Shivering, Jack stuck his hands in his jacket pockets.

"Damn, it's gettin cold earlier these days, shoulda worn my gloves. Gonna be frost on the pumpkin tonight for sure."

Ennis slipped his left hand into Jack's jacket pocket and curled their fingers together. "Well, I'll warm ya up then, gonna be all over ya tonight for sure."

Jack squeezed the calloused hand holding his, and swallowed to clear the lump in his throat. "Ennis, I swear..."
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Post by: mariez on November 23, 2007, 03:33:47 pm
Walking side by side back from picking up the mail, they kicked up the colorful dead leaves littering their driveway. Shivering, Jack stuck his hands in his jacket pockets.

"Damn, it's gettin cold earlier these days, shoulda worn my gloves. Gonna be frost on the pumpkin tonight for sure."

Ennis slipped his left hand into Jack's jacket pocket and curled their fingers together. "Well, I'll warm ya up then, gonna be all over ya tonight for sure."

Jack squeezed the calloused hand holding his, and swallowed to clear the lump in his throat. "Ennis, I swear..."

Easy to picture and very sweet.  Thanks.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 23, 2007, 03:37:59 pm
Hope all who celebrated had a wonderful Thanksgiving!  Here are some late prompts for today:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 25, 2007, 05:55:50 pm
A llittle late ....   :)

A Day of Thanks

It wasn't the fourth Thursday in November, and they weren't eating a roasted turkey with all the trimmings while sitting around a crowded table, but the elk meat was tender and juicy, the canned yams tasted as good as homemade, and he knew he could go the rest of his life without more company than the man beside him.

Any day he could listen to the rustling of the leaves, breathe in the cold, sweet air, look up into the endless night sky, and watch that face limned by the fire, peaceful and relaxed, was his own day of thanksgiving.   

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Post by: MaineWriter on November 25, 2007, 06:14:52 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Thanksgiving, 2007

“Damn, Jack, that was good,” said Ennis, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his stomach.

“You say that every year,” replied Jack with a chuckle. “Seems like somethin’ ‘bout Thanksgivin’ brings out your appreciation for my cookin’.”

“I guess it ‘cause it’s a food holiday,” said Ennis. “And seein’ you cook that turkey, makes me remember how you could barely open a can a beans when we was up on Brokeback.”

Jack smiled to himself. “Ain’t that the truth,” he said softly. “Times change, people change…”

“But one thing that ain’t ever changed,” said Ennis, reaching for Jack’s hand on the table.

“Ain’t ever changed and never will,” answered Jack, his eyes bright.

“Never will,” replied Ennis, squeezing Jack’s fingers.

(128 words)
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Post by: mariez on November 26, 2007, 02:19:53 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Thanksgiving, 2007

“Damn, Jack, that was good,” said Ennis, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his stomach.

“You say that every year,” replied Jack with a chuckle. “Seems like somethin’ ‘bout Thanksgivin’ brings out your appreciation for my cookin’.”

“I guess it ‘cause it’s a food holiday,” said Ennis. “And seein’ you cook that turkey, makes me remember how you could barely open a can a beans when we was up on Brokeback.”

Jack smiled to himself. “Ain’t that the truth,” he said softly. “Times change, people change…”

“But one thing that ain’t ever changed,” said Ennis, reaching for Jack’s hand on the table.

“Ain’t ever changed and never will,” answered Jack, his eyes bright.

“Never will,” replied Ennis, squeezing Jack’s fingers.

Thanks, L!  I was hoping to get a Thanksgiving visit with our Lazy L boys.  That made my eyes a little bright, too.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 26, 2007, 02:21:03 pm
Some prompts for a dreary, drizzly Monday:


Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on November 26, 2007, 06:59:46 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Date unknown

"When did you start snorin', Jack?"

"I don't snore."

"Yeah ya do."

"No I don't."

"Yer sleepin', Jack, ya can't hear yourself."

"I ain't wakin' myself up, why am I wakin' you up, then?"

"'Cause yer makin' a racket."

"Get some earplugs."

"You get some noseplugs!"

"Go to sleep Ennis."

"Night Jack."

(59 words)
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Post by: mariez on November 27, 2007, 02:29:04 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Date unknown

"When did you start snorin', Jack?"

"I don't snore."

"Yeah ya do."

"No I don't."

"Yer sleepin', Jack, ya can't hear yourself."

"I ain't wakin' myself up, why am I wakin' you up, then?"

"'Cause yer makin' a racket."

"Get some earplugs."

"You get some noseplugs!"

"Go to sleep Ennis."

"Night Jack."

(59 words)


LOL!! I need that, L - my first good laugh in a couple of days.  Thanks!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 27, 2007, 02:31:08 pm
Some quick Tuesday prompts!


Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 27, 2007, 08:48:42 pm
Dark Chocolate

He'd grabbed it on impulse when he'd stopped for gas, but he suddenly felt foolish as he reached the trailhead and spotted Jack's shiny, new truck.  Damn fool. Can buy himself a store full a his favorite chocolate bars.

Releasing each other from a fierce hug, Jack looked at Ennis's hand curiously.  "Whatcha got?"

"Mmm…..nothin….just….dumb..."

Understanding spread across Jack's face and he looked directly into Ennis's eyes, his heart bursting as he saw so clearly what was held within them, and he returned the gift with his own eyes.  When he finally spoke, his voice was soft and clear. "Thanks, bud."

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Post by: mariez on November 28, 2007, 02:37:35 pm
Happy Wednesday!


Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 30, 2007, 03:37:18 pm
Breakfast with Daddy

He'd fallen asleep on the couch again, waking up just before dawn when Junior curled up next to him.  "Hey, what're you doin up?"

She shrugged.  "Just woke up and couldn't fall back asleep. She looked at him curiously.  "Why are you sleeping out here?" 

"Mmm…uh, I guess I woke up early, too – are you hungry?  Let's get you some breakfast."  He rose quickly and headed for the kitchen, grabbing the cookie jar and placing it on the table. 

Junior's eyes widened, and she looked over her shoulder, lowering her voice to a whisper. "Cookies for breakfast?" 

Ennis's heart tightened as he recognized her hesitancy, that reluctance to break even the tiniest rule. Please don't be like me.

"Why not?  They're oatmeal, right?"  He smiled and winked as he went to the refrigerator for milk.  "It'll be our special breakfast, darlin." 

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Post by: MaineWriter on November 30, 2007, 03:53:03 pm
Oh, I like that one, Marie! Thanks!

L
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Post by: mariez on December 03, 2007, 02:17:10 pm
Here's some prompts for any Monday drabblers!  :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 04, 2007, 01:55:38 pm
Out of Sight...

Didn't matter what he was doing, he could be currying his horses or taking the girls for ice cream, the thought would come to him as naturally as his next breath, filling in the spaces between his hearbeats, sometimes giving him hope, other times filling him with despair….


Didn't matter what he was doing, he could be giving his best spiel or helping Bobby with his homework, the thought would come to him as naturally as his next breath, filling in the spaces between his hearbeats, sometimes giving him hope, other times filling him with despair…..


What's he doing now?

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Post by: mariez on December 04, 2007, 01:57:14 pm
A few Tuesday prompts:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 06, 2007, 07:43:16 pm
With This Ring..

She placed the last dish in the drainer, slipped her ring off, placed it carefully on the counter, and scooped a dab of hand cream, rubbing it slowly on her chapped hands as she listened to the girls chatter while they watched TV.

"Eeewww," Francie covered her eyes. "I don't like mushy kissing.  I'm never doing that."

Junior shrugged.  "That's 'cause you're too young – that kind of stuff is for married people."

"But Mama and Daddy never do that!"

She looked at the gold band as she slid it back down her finger, the words echoing loudly in her ears.

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Post by: MaineWriter on December 07, 2007, 09:23:55 am
Hey Marie,

Thanks so much for keeping the drabblefest going! I'll chime in with a few prompts today:


Leslie
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Post by: Dagi on December 07, 2007, 03:46:20 pm
Out of Sight...

Didn't matter what he was doing, he could be currying his horses or taking the girls for ice cream, the thought would come to him as naturally as his next breath, filling in the spaces between his hearbeats, sometimes giving him hope, other times filling him with despair….


Didn't matter what he was doing, he could be giving his best spiel or helping Bobby with his homework, the thought would come to him as naturally as his next breath, filling in the spaces between his hearbeats, sometimes giving him hope, other times filling him with despair…..


What's he doing now?

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Beautiful and moving. Great drabbles!
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Post by: mariez on December 08, 2007, 11:14:22 am
(Nice to see you here, Dagi!  :))


A Cold World

"Hey, darlin." Ennis stomped his boots on the mat and leaned down to accept Junior's kiss, laying his hand against her cheek.

"Daddy, you're freezing!" Junior tugged on his arm. "Come on in and warm up. Guess that arctic cold front they've been talking about is coming through."

He sat in front of the fireplace long enough to take the edge off the bitter chill, but he knew better than to expect real warmth.  It had been years now since that last postcard; long enough to know that a world without Jack Twist would always be a cold place.

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Post by: cwby30 on December 09, 2007, 02:31:30 am
I posted a longer version on the Jack/Ennis fan-fic thread..... 168 words, a little over...

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Holding a steaming cup of coffee, Jack looked out the kitchen window at the fresh blanket of snow covering the ranch in the early morning light, blotting out the rough edges of the land and buildings, but not blotting out the rough edges of his heart and life.  Four months without Ennis, four months without any contact, four months enduring the stares and questions and foul mouth of his father.  Ennis would be married by now, settling into a life with Alma. The thought sent arctic cold shivers running through his body despite the warmth cast by the radiator.

He heard a vehicle pull up outside.  "Must be the truck from Murchison's with the wire, best get out and see to it, if ya got the time," said his dad abruptly.  Jack acknowledged the command, got up, put on his hat, coat and gloves, and headed out into the cold past the calendar showing decorated palm trees at some beach in Mexico.  No sense arguing, he'd lose anyway.
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Post by: mariez on December 09, 2007, 01:19:41 pm
I posted a longer version on the Jack/Ennis fan-fic thread..... 168 words, a little over...

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Holding a steaming cup of coffee, Jack looked out the kitchen window at the fresh blanket of snow covering the ranch in the early morning light, blotting out the rough edges of the land and buildings, but not blotting out the rough edges of his heart and life.  Four months without Ennis, four months without any contact, four months enduring the stares and questions and foul mouth of his father.  Ennis would be married by now, settling into a life with Alma. The thought sent arctic cold shivers running through his body despite the warmth cast by the radiator.

He heard a vehicle pull up outside.  "Must be the truck from Murchison's with the wire, best get out and see to it, if ya got the time," said his dad abruptly.  Jack acknowledged the command, got up, put on his hat, coat and gloves, and headed out into the cold past the calendar showing decorated palm trees at some beach in Mexico.  No sense arguing, he'd lose anyway.


Beautifully written, as always, cwby.  And a wonderful use of all the prompts.  You're not over with your word count at all, btw - I believe anything up to 300 words or so is fine! Thanks for drabbling!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 09, 2007, 01:24:02 pm
Some Sunday prompts to start a new week:   :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 11, 2007, 01:24:55 pm
Have A Nice Day

He shook his head as he walked to his truck.  What was with all this "have a nice day!" stuff lately?  Seemed like every time he stopped for gas or to get a pack of cigarettes somebody was telling him that.  Just like all those yellow smiling faces that suddenly seemed to be plastered all over the damn place.  Far as he could see, the world was going to hell in a handbasket.

Heading for the post office, he tried not to get his hopes up, but when he saw the postcard with the familiar handwriting he ducked his head, trying to hide the smile that lit his face.

"Good news?"  The woman behind the counter couldn't help asking.   

"Yes ma'am.  He tipped his hat.  "Have a nice day now."

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Post by: mariez on December 11, 2007, 01:26:45 pm
Here are a few prompts for today:  :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 16, 2007, 06:06:53 pm
These Are a Few of My Favorite Things ….

Ennis was just drifting off when he realized that Jack had his nose buried in his hair and…what the hell….was he sniffing him?

"What're you doing?" he mumbled sleepily.

He could feel the smile on Jack's lips.  "Baby shampoo." 

"Mmm…well, use it on the girls and …"
 
He couldn't see the blush rising on Ennis's cheeks, but he knew it was there.

"Use it for Bobby, too. Love the way it smells, like homemade bread, rain, coffee, sweet mountain air…." He inhaled again deeply.  ….and Ennis.

Ennis murmured an agreement and nuzzled Jack's neck.   …and Jack.

They faded off into a peaceful slumber, each one breathing in his favorite scent.

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Post by: mariez on December 18, 2007, 02:10:52 pm
I'll throw these up for today in the midst of year-end/holiday madness!


Marie

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Post by: cwby30 on December 18, 2007, 02:58:13 pm
Double the words, guess it's a double drabble!

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Ennis hardly ever got mail other than bills and the occasional postcard from Jack, let alone Christmas cards.  But standing in the Post Office he held two cards, with Christmas stamps postmarked Childress Texas, and addressed to him in red ink.  He looked around, wondering what the clerk behind the counter thought of him receiving cards addressed in red ink, but she was busy with a customer mailing a box. 

Outside in his truck he opened them up one at a time.  The first was a night scene, a star shining over a mountain with a small campfire nestled in the fold of the valley below.  Inside Jack wrote, Ennis, yer my shining star showing me the way home, Jack.  The second was a jolly Santa standing with a bag of gifts at his feet before a fireplace where stockings hung.  Inside, Jack wrote, Ennis, yer my gift, can't hardly wait til May when I can open it by the campfire, Jack. 

Ennis found a card at the five and dime, one with an angel on the front, to send to Jack.  Inside he wrote, Merry Christmas hope you like my gift when you get it, Ennis.  He addressed the card in blue ink, and sent it to his angel. 
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Post by: mariez on December 18, 2007, 09:41:50 pm
Double the words, guess it's a double drabble!

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Ennis hardly ever got mail other than bills and the occasional postcard from Jack, let alone Christmas cards.  But standing in the Post Office he held two cards, with Christmas stamps postmarked Childress Texas, and addressed to him in red ink.  He looked around, wondering what the clerk behind the counter thought of him receiving cards addressed in red ink, but she was busy with a customer mailing a box. 

Outside in his truck he opened them up one at a time.  The first was a night scene, a star shining over a mountain with a small campfire nestled in the fold of the valley below.  Inside Jack wrote, Ennis, yer my shining star showing me the way home, Jack.  The second was a jolly Santa standing with a bag of gifts at his feet before a fireplace where stockings hung.  Inside, Jack wrote, Ennis, yer my gift, can't hardly wait til May when I can open it by the campfire, Jack. 

Ennis found a card at the five and dime, one with an angel on the front, to send to Jack.  Inside he wrote, Merry Christmas hope you like my gift when you get it, Ennis.  He addressed the card in blue ink, and sent it to his angel. 

cwby, that was just beautiful!  Thanks for that bit of holiday cheer.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 18, 2007, 09:46:09 pm
'Tis the Season

Standing in line at the post office, Jack shifted his package onto one hip and dug in his pocket for the list he'd made.  He had to ship whatever this was off to Lureen's somebody or other – cousin was it? – down in Houston, buy a roll of 13 cent stamps for Christmas cards - might as well get a few 7 cent stamps while he was at it, he needed to send Ennis a postcard soon…..

He worried that Ennis would be alone on Christmas, and hoped he was spending it with his girls.  He remembered he'd said he was going to Alma's for Thanksgiving, so probably so.  The thought of that day made Jack's jaw clench, but he comforted himself with the thought that at least Ennis's Thanksgiving had to have been better than his.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on December 18, 2007, 10:02:06 pm
          Ennis sat at the table in the small trailer addressing his Christmas cards to his girls.
Red ink on Jenny's.  To my darlin baby girl...He knew that would ruffle her feathers some.  She
never wanted to be considered a baby.  Green ink on Junior's card.  For my darlin big girl, nearly grown now.  He always gave them individual cards, and gifts.  Not the same card or gift.  He wanted
them to feel special.  Each in their own way. 
         He counted out his stamps.  One each for the girls, and one for Jack's card.  To my own ,
lil, darlin.  color don't matter.

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Post by: mariez on December 18, 2007, 10:56:39 pm
          Ennis sat at the table in the small trailer addressing his Christmas cards to his girls.
Red ink on Jenny's.  To my darlin baby girl...He knew that would ruffle her feathers some.  She
never wanted to be considered a baby.  Green ink on Junior's card.  For my darlin big girl, nearly grown now.  He always gave them individual cards, and gifts.  Not the same card or gift.  He wanted
them to feel special.  Each in their own way. 
         He counted out his stamps.  One each for the girls, and one for Jack's card.  To my own ,
lil, darlin.  color don't matter.

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Aww, Janice - I love this!  "my darlin baby" and "my darlin big girl" and "my lil darlin" - the three people Ennis loves in the whole world - all so special to him in their own way.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 19, 2007, 02:06:37 pm
Continuing with the holiday theme, let's try:


Marie

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Post by: mariez on December 20, 2007, 02:08:27 pm
Daddy's Boy

"Now, Daddy, don't let him eat too many cookies, he's already full of candy canes."

L.D. waved his hand dismissively and scooped Bobby up.  "Let's see what's under the Christmas tree, boy." 

Jack kept his face neutral as he surveyed the Newsome's tree.  No scotch pine with twinkle lights for Fayette.   Twelve feet of silver aluminum on a rotating stand, with a color wheel spotlight spinning next to it.  He was nauseous just looking at it, and as he watched Bobby's head turning as he followed the movement of the tree he realized too late …..

A flurry of screeches and activity followed as Fayette and Lureen attended to L.D., now covered in cookies and candy canes.

"Here, I'll clean him up," Jack pulled Bobby into his arms, smoothing a hand over his hair and kissing his sweaty forehead as he turned away.  "That's my boy," he murmured with a smile.

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Post by: mariez on December 20, 2007, 02:13:14 pm
Yikes! Five days until Christmas -


Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 28, 2007, 02:53:58 pm
Alone in the Crowd

"Scuse me, ma'am."  Jack smiled apologetically to the woman beside him in the crowded department store, where Lureen and Bobby were taking advantage of the after-Christmas sales and he was returning the sweater Fayette had given him - a cardigan, for chrissakes, argyle, to boot.

There was some time still before he had to meet them, but he couldn’t stay in the store a minute longer, the people and the noise were suddenly too much and he sighed with relief as he breathed in the cold outdoor air.  To think he used to long for crowds and noise, what he had thought of as excitement, when he'd looked out his bedroom window so many years ago. 

But he knew he wouldn't mind the crowds and the noise if Ennis were here with him.  Just as he wouldn't mind the quiet desolation of Lightning Flat if Ennis were there with him.  His dreams were no longer about where or what or why or how - they would forever be about who. 

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Post by: cwby30 on December 28, 2007, 04:31:55 pm
December 2007

"Ennis? Where are ya? Time to go," shouted Jack.

"Hold yer horses, I'm comin'," responded Ennis as he walked down the stairs. "Don't know what all this fuss is about, think ya'd never used ice skates before," he grumbled on.

"Just wanta try out my present from Santa Claus, Babe, and besides," he grinned a wicked little grin, "wanta see how Santa does on skates too. Don't want him fallin' and breakin' no bones or damagin' that fine backside on 'im."

"Jack, I swear..."  Ennis just shook his head, grabbed his skates, and admired the view as he followed Jack outside. Plan on doin' some damage to that fine backside of yours, once we get back, he thought, smiling to himself as he closed the door behind him.

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Post by: mariez on December 30, 2007, 11:29:09 am
December 2007
.....

"Jack, I swear..."  Ennis just shook his head, grabbed his skates, and admired the view as he followed Jack outside. Plan on doin' some damage to that fine backside of yours, once we get back, he thought, smiling to himself as he closed the door behind him.

Ahh...now there's a "Jack, I swear" I can live with.  Wonderfully done as always!  Thanks, cwby.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 30, 2007, 11:34:38 am
Here are some (unimaginative) prompts for the end of the year!  :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 30, 2007, 09:46:10 pm
1967

Riverton, Wyoming
December 31, 1967

Vietnam…race riots…President Johnson…increased troop strengths… …the Boston Strangler…seemed like all anyone was talking about on TV was everything that had happened in the past year.

He got up from the sofa and looked down from the window where he could see him still …..

The voice on the television droned on… germ warfare … Six-Day War… Apollo 1 fire….hydrogen bombs… and he remained at the window, smiling slightly, lost in thought.  People kept fighting and people kept dying, and the world kept spinning out of control….

He only knew one thing for certain. His Jack had come back to him. 

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Post by: fernly on December 31, 2007, 03:12:36 pm
Quote from: mariez
He got up from the sofa and looked down from the window where he could see him still …..

He only knew one thing for certain. His Jack had come back to him. 

Beautiful, precise, and heartbreaking images, as always.

Thank you, Marie.

Fern
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Post by: Dagi on December 31, 2007, 04:18:18 pm
A very Happy New Year to all Drabblers! Thanks for all these wonderful stories. Marie, I love this pic of Jack!  :D

Dagi
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Post by: MaineWriter on December 31, 2007, 04:53:37 pm
I echo Dagi's Happy New Year to all my fellow drabblers! We'll have our one year anniversary of this thread in a month -- January 31st. Hard to believe!! I am sorry I have been less active lately but real life has interfered a bit. But I am still reading and when a drabble pops into my head, you can be sure I will post it here.

Have a peaceful 2008....

Hugs,

Leslie
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Post by: Cameron on December 31, 2007, 10:43:41 pm
I know I haven't been here much lately either, wow, I cannot believe it has been just about a year!  I did want to say how much I have loved this thread, and still do, and I also wanted to wish you all

Happy New Year!!!

 ;D
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Post by: mariez on January 01, 2008, 04:42:07 pm
Thank you so much, Fern.  You know what's on my early 2008 reading wish list, don't you?   ;)

Nice to see you, Dagi!  I love that picture of Jack, too - but I can't imagine not loving any picture of Jack!  ;D

Almost a year of drabbles!  Thanks for starting the thread, Leslie.   

Always wonderful to see you, Marl!

All the best to everyone in 2008.  Hope it brings good health, peace, love and happiness!

Marie
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Post by: cwby30 on January 02, 2008, 10:01:25 pm

Each January he made the same resolution, to do what was important, to say what was important, to say to him just how important he was, to say to him those three little words.  Each year for the past 16 years he had broken his resolution, just couldn't bring himself to say it.  Not this year, not this time, it was too important.  He'd tell him when they met up in May.  Satisfied with his decision, he took another pull on his beer, and wrote on the postcard in front of him, "Jack, How about May?"


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Post by: fernly on January 03, 2008, 12:51:24 pm
Resolutions, May 1966

   Jack lay in his hospital bed, trying to ignore the ropes and pulleys and hanging sand bags keeping him trussed up while his bones slowly, goddamn, so slowly, built themselves back up into some kind of working form. He watched the sky outside, white with heat he couldn't feel, pass, unchanging, as he tried not to feel the manipulations of the nurses and orderlies and whoever the hell these people were, and tried to shut out the forced cheerfulness of his family. Family. How in the hell did the Newsomes become his family. Most days he tried to be friendly and optimistic, but today his resolutions failed him. He looked over at the farm machinery calendar Fayette had hung on the wall. Days X'ed off every time she came to visit, bringing too-bright smiles and too many plans for what his and Lureen's life was going to be like when he came home. June 24th, when the doctors said he'd be ready to leave. When he'd start his life over. Get ready to be a father. Get used to rodeo being something he'd never do again. Hang that calendar in the garage and mark the days off on his own. One by one until 1966 was over. Tried to believe next year would be better. Closed his eyes and tried to forget, everything.
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Post by: Cameron on January 03, 2008, 10:41:29 pm
The Letter Never Sent

Jan 1, 1983

Jack

I decided to write this letter to you, it won’t be too good, I didn’t write a letter for a long, long time, to anyone.  But I wanted to write this to you.  It’s the New Year, on TV they keep talking about resolutions and shit.  I never made a resolution before, I ain’t even sure what they really are, but I will try to make one, for you.  This is really important, I’ve been thinking a lot.  I don’t know if I can change, but I will try for you, I promise.  I just wish you would understand how hard it is, but I will try.  I swear.

See you in the spring,

Ennis


Like most, another resolution that didn't last long.

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Post by: mariez on January 04, 2008, 02:14:58 pm
Each January he made the same resolution, to do what was important, to say what was important, to say to him just how important he was, to say to him those three little words.  Each year for the past 16 years he had broken his resolution, just couldn't bring himself to say it.  Not this year, not this time, it was too important.  He'd tell him when they met up in May.  Satisfied with his decision, he took another pull on his beer, and wrote on the postcard in front of him, "Jack, How about May?"
"Don't put off till tomorrow what you can do today" are wise words, arent they?  Nicely done, cwby.  Thanks

Resolutions, May 1966

   Jack lay in his hospital bed, trying to ignore the ropes and pulleys and hanging sand bags keeping him trussed up while his bones slowly, goddamn, so slowly, built themselves back up into some kind of working form. He watched the sky outside, white with heat he couldn't feel, pass, unchanging, as he tried not to feel the manipulations of the nurses and orderlies and whoever the hell these people were, and tried to shut out the forced cheerfulness of his family. Family. How in the hell did the Newsomes become his family. Most days he tried to be friendly and optimistic, but today his resolutions failed him. He looked over at the farm machinery calendar Fayette had hung on the wall. Days X'ed off every time she came to visit, bringing too-bright smiles and too many plans for what his and Lureen's life was going to be like when he came home. June 24th, when the doctors said he'd be ready to leave. When he'd start his life over. Get ready to be a father. Get used to rodeo being something he'd never do again. Hang that calendar in the garage and mark the days off on his own. One by one until 1966 was over. Tried to believe next year would be better. Closed his eyes and tried to forget, everything.
Fern - thank you for making one of my New Year's wishes come true!  Can I hope to see this in a Quicksilver chapter?  :)  June 24, 1966 and June 24, 1967.  What a difference a year can make.  Beautifully done. 

The Letter Never Sent
Jan 1, 1983

Jack

I decided to write this letter to you, it won’t be too good, I didn’t write a letter for a long, long time, to anyone.  But I wanted to write this to you.  It’s the New Year, on TV they keep talking about resolutions and shit.  I never made a resolution before, I ain’t even sure what they really are, but I will try to make one, for you.  This is really important, I’ve been thinking a lot.  I don’t know if I can change, but I will try for you, I promise.  I just wish you would understand how hard it is, but I will try.  I swear.

See you in the spring,

Ennis

Like most, another resolution that didn't last long.
Nice to see you drabbling, Marl.  So touching, as always.  Thanks.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 04, 2008, 02:25:51 pm
How about these prompts for the first Friday of the New Year:


Marie
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Post by: fernly on January 04, 2008, 06:13:54 pm
cwby and Marl, I felt like your drabbles were letting us right into Ennis' heart, with everything he thought, but didn't and couldn't say to Jack, not in time. Thank you both.

Marie, thank you for your kind words. And far as this bit of Quicksilver expanding into a real chapter...can't begin to say when it will, but eventually... Thanks very much for asking about it. :)
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Post by: MaineWriter on January 06, 2008, 10:21:15 am
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Date unknown

Ennis grabbed at Jack's hand and pulled him towards the stairs. "C'mon, c'mon!" he said.

"Slow down, cowboy," said Jack, chuckling. "Ain't no emergency here, we got all night."

"Yeah, but I got a throbbin and I need relief!" said Ennis, pulling Jack even harder.

"You should thank your lucky stars you got me for relievin ya," said Jack, now laughing outright.

"Believe me, babe, I do...every day. Now git!" And he gave Jack a slap on his butt and pushed him up the stairs.


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Post by: mariez on January 06, 2008, 04:17:35 pm
Lazy L Farm
Quanah, TX
Date unknown
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"You should thank your lucky stars you got me for relievin ya," said Jack, now laughing outright.

"Believe me, babe, I do...every day. Now git!" And he gave Jack a slap on his butt and pushed him up the stairs.

Hey!  Another New Year's wish granted.   :)  A visit to the Lazy L. Can't think of a better use of those prompts - and I like the "Date unknown."  Your boys are timeless.

Thanks, L!
Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on January 06, 2008, 07:05:53 pm
Hey!  Another New Year's wish granted.   :)  A visit to the Lazy L. Can't think of a better use of those prompts - and I like the "Date unknown."  Your boys are timeless.

Thanks, L!
Marie

Ah, thank you Marie! I love dropping in at the Lazy L, too!
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Post by: MaineWriter on January 07, 2008, 09:51:08 am
Let's start the new work week with a few prompts to spur our collective imaginations:


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Post by: mariez on January 07, 2008, 02:53:07 pm
A Deeper Ache

The pain was always there, worse when the weather turned cold and damp and those long-ago crushed vertebrae and broken bones still conspired to make him stiff as a board; sometimes better when it was warm and dry, but it was a constant in his life that he'd long ago accepted. 

It seemed that the only time he was truly free of pain was in Ennis's arms, but the bliss of those infrequent times, those brilliant charges, brought forth a deeper ache of a different kind – he'd been given the key to heaven, only to have it snatched away, and the fall became longer and harder with each passing year.

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Post by: mariez on January 08, 2008, 01:34:56 pm
Hey, drabblers!  Some Tuesday prompts:


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on January 08, 2008, 03:31:10 pm

         It was a cold winter and the barns and fields still having puddles of ice covered melt.  The January thaw
was in full fledge.  The ice cold winds were still whistling off the mountains, whenever the wind was from the
North.  Which it often was these days...Ennis reluctantly made his way on the back of his horse, Ford, out to
the south fields where he knew some of the herd had gathered daily from the chill early mornings..  Needing to
see if the any of the heirfers were calving or in need of help. 
         Each and every year this weather reminded him, as the wind blew on the dry scrub grass, of long ago, when he and Jack were young, and had no idea how short the time was to be.  How long they would be separated, by a tire iron that he probably never saw coming.  He hoped that he didn't anyhow.  It was just
about the only thing Ennis prayed for anymore.  That Jack had not suffered.  Please he didn't suffer.
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Post by: mariez on January 08, 2008, 04:17:45 pm
         It was a cold winter and the barns and fields still having puddles of ice covered melt.  The January thaw
was in full fledge.  The ice cold winds were still whistling off the mountains, whenever the wind was from the
North.  Which it often was these days...Ennis reluctantly made his way on the back of his horse, Ford, out to
the south fields where he knew some of the herd had gathered daily from the chill early mornings..  Needing to
see if the any of the heirfers were calving or in need of help. 
         Each and every year this weather reminded him, as the wind blew on the dry scrub grass, of long ago, when he and Jack were young, and had no idea how short the time was to be.  How long they would be separated, by a tire iron that he probably never saw coming.  He hoped that he didn't anyhow.  It was just
about the only thing Ennis prayed for anymore.  That Jack had not suffered.  Please he didn't suffer.
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Wow, Janice.  Such lovely descriptive writing leading us to such a powerful and moving moment.  Just excellent. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 08, 2008, 04:21:03 pm
Counting to Ten

Ennis peeked in the girls' bedroom and was surprised to hear Francie's trembly voice call out. "Daddy, will you sit with me?" 

He sat down gently on the side of the bed. "What's wrong, darlin'?" 

"I don't want to go to school tomorrow.  I get scared, like I'm not gonna be able to breathe again and everyone will look at me funny, and sometimes I just get scared for no reason at all and I feel like runnin' home.  Did you ever get scared when you were little?"

Ennis was still for a long moment.  "I sure did, got scared lotsa times."   

"What'd you do?"

"Well, it was something my mama taught me. I counted to ten real slow, and when I found out nothing bad happened, I kept going, and counted to ten again, and pretty soon I stopped counting and just kept going."

"Did that really help, Daddy?"

He brushed her hair back and kissed her forehead. "Yep."

Francie smiled.  "I can count to ten." 

"That's my girl."  He held her hand, sitting beside her long after she'd fallen fast asleep.

What he hadn't told her was that he still began each and every day counting to ten.   

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on January 08, 2008, 04:44:37 pm



              Oh dear we are in a morose mood today i guess Marie.

       Very nice Drabble.  and thank you for the lovely words...
          Janice
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Post by: mariez on January 09, 2008, 02:18:35 pm
Some Hump Day prompts  :)


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on January 09, 2008, 05:41:22 pm


         "You know that is the thing about them dang mules.  At first glance, they seem to be just
like a horse."  They give you the opinion they are smart and obedient.  They will be the same kind
of help you get from a horse."  Ennis said as he adjusted the diamond hitches and tightened the
load they were carrying back up the mountain..."They are sure footed, not clumsy at all.  But they
are always so easily spooked..don't take much to set em off, and they run for the hills.  Sure gotta
keep a good watch on them damnable critters.  They gonna get us kilt one a these days.  Thas fer
sure."  "Well I guess its a way a earning a dollar.  Its money I guess.  No matter whacha doin."  He
threw back over his shoulder as he headed back to camp.
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Post by: mariez on January 09, 2008, 11:04:09 pm

         "You know that is the thing about them dang mules.  At first glance, they seem to be just
like a horse."  They give you the opinion they are smart and obedient.  They will be the same kind
of help you get from a horse."  Ennis said as he adjusted the diamond hitches and tightened the
load they were carrying back up the mountain..."They are sure footed, not clumsy at all.  But they
are always so easily spooked..don't take much to set em off, and they run for the hills.  Sure gotta
keep a good watch on them damnable critters.  They gonna get us kilt one a these days.  Thas fer
sure."  "Well I guess its a way a earning a dollar.  Its money I guess.  No matter whacha doin."  He
threw back over his shoulder as he headed back to camp.

Janice, this is so totally Ennis.  You get into his mind so well.  Thanks.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 09, 2008, 11:10:52 pm
At First Glance

At first glance, it didn't look like a person, just a bloody, rotting husk…

At first glance, it looked like they were only sleeping in those wooden boxes…

At first glance, he thought he'd be able to get the truck working again…

At first glance, her smile made him feel safe…

At first glance, his gaze made him uncomfortable…

At first glance, he thought he didn't care that their time had been cut short…

At first glance, he couldn't believe his eyes after four long years…

At first glance, it was just an old shirt hanging in a dark closet…


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Post by: mariez on January 10, 2008, 01:54:50 pm
Hey, drabblers - some Thursday prompts:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 10, 2008, 10:55:53 pm
Flying High

He'd gotten it for a good price, second-hand from another ranch hand whose children were now grown, and the girls had been beside themselves with excitement when he'd set it up; but what surprised him most was how much enjoyment he got from it. 

All his life he'd made do and settled for, but he wanted more than just good enough for his little girls.  For a brief time he'd known the euphoria of flying free, feeling the wind against his face, looking down at the world below, so he loved to watch their laughing faces, tiny fingers gripping the chains, as he gave in to their pleas to be pushed higher and higher yet. 

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Post by: mariez on January 11, 2008, 02:18:09 pm
Here are some prompts to close out the work week:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 11, 2008, 08:30:05 pm
Throwing Caution To The Wind

January 1966

Jack limped out of the store, cigarettes in hand, counting his change to see what kind of meal he could eke out that night.  He sighed with relief as he sat down in his truck, throwing his beat-up Resistol on the seat, rubbing his thigh, and frowning slightly as he noticed the new writing on the side of the pack.  CAUTION:  Cigarette Smoking May Be Hazardous to Your Health.  Yeah…he'd heard talk of that. 

Bunch a horseshit if you asked him. He risked his neck riding bulls every chance he got; he wasn't about to be scared of no damn smokes. He finished his cigarette and tossed the butt out the window as he drove off, chafing at the thought of rules and warnings of any kind.  He'd had his fill and more of all that back in Lightning Flat.

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Post by: mariez on January 14, 2008, 02:19:15 pm
Hi kids!  Here are some Monday prompts:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 15, 2008, 02:22:20 pm
Another Saturday Night...

It was the usual Saturday night crowd at the Black and Blue Eagle bar and the usual Saturday night jabber. 

"Thought you said your old lady made you promise you wouldn't drink more than three beers tonight?" 

"Well, she ain't here is she? How's she gonna know any different, huh?"

"Well, I dunno - can't be too careful nowadays; ain't ya never seen that TV show?  Hell, you could be taking a piss and that guy could jump out and tell ya to 'smile 'cause you're on Candid Camera!'"

Guffaws filled the air and crude retorts flew back and forth, embarrassing scenarios growing wilder by the minute.

The man sitting alone at the end of the bar automatically hunched his shoulders and lowered his head a little more, squirming slightly at the tingling sensation on the back of his neck. 

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Post by: mariez on January 15, 2008, 02:30:22 pm
...and a few for Tuesday...


Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 16, 2008, 01:35:28 pm
Windows and Mirrors

He drove slowly down the tree-lined street, tired from a long day of false smiles and hollow words, gazing wistfully at the images he saw through the picture windows… a brother and sister frolicking with a little pup…..a father and son smiling at each other over a checkerboard….Someone once told him that looking through windows was a lot more fun than looking in mirrors. True, that.

A pretty young woman was leaning over a young boy seated at a table, the light from a lamp casting a warm glow on their smiling faces, and he started when the realization struck.  His wife.  His son.  His house.  His life. 

And, yet, once he walked through those doors, he would still be on the outside looking in. 

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Post by: cwby30 on January 16, 2008, 10:27:02 pm

Jack looked out the big picture window in the front room, and watched Ennis, KE, Kurt and Bobby playing touch football. At one point, Ennis broke the rules by jumping on KE, and ended up being carried on KE's back for several yards, before Bobby and Kurt joined in and they all fell in a heap to shouts of laughter from little David in his playpen on the porch. 

Amused at the antics of the two most important men in his life, he turned and headed outside to join the game, humming a tune that just came to him, "He's not heavy, he's my brother." 

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Post by: mariez on January 17, 2008, 02:13:59 pm
Jack looked out the big picture window in the front room, and watched Ennis, KE, Kurt and Bobby playing touch football. At one point, Ennis broke the rules by jumping on KE, and ended up being carried on KE's back for several yards, before Bobby and Kurt joined in and they all fell in a heap to shouts of laughter from little David in his playpen on the porch. 

Amused at the antics of the two most important men in his life, he turned and headed outside to join the game, humming a tune that just came to him, "He's not heavy, he's my brother." 

What a happy scene - thanks!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 17, 2008, 02:15:11 pm
Some Thursday prompts!  :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 17, 2008, 05:40:07 pm
Unburdened

For as long as he could remember, it had been his favorite time of day - watching the moon rise and the sharp edges of the world start to fade, everything turning soft and fluid, and he was comforted by an awareness that secrets and fears, so vulnerable in the harsh light of day, were soon to be blanketed by darkness and tucked away.

As the sun set to rest until morning, burnishing all with a warm glow, it seemed to be telling him that soon he, too, could lay his burdens down, at least for the night. 

S'alright, s'alright.  

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Post by: mariez on January 18, 2008, 03:13:46 pm
Some late Friday prompts!


Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 19, 2008, 03:21:26 pm
Mind Over Matter

"So, you're going to cover the machinery show on the 21st, right?"  Lureen looked at Jack expectantly as she clicked her ballpoint pen and opened her organizer.

"When's that – next week?  Sure," Jack replied absently, not looking up from his newspaper.

Lureen smiled skeptically.  "I'll make a note to remind you."

"It's all right here, honey."  Jack tapped his forehead with his finger, still reading his paper. 

She rolled her eyes as she got up and added a note to the numbered list on the refrigerator. 

They seemed to be everywhere, Jack mused, as he watched her.  Lists, calendars, schedules.  He never understood the need himself.

But, then, there wasn't much use for calendars when you were constantly counting down the only important days in your mind, and no need for lists when your hopes and dreams all began and ended with one five-letter word.

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Post by: mariez on January 19, 2008, 04:11:07 pm
....and some late Saturday prompts!


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on January 19, 2008, 05:02:48 pm
   He was walking back from the creek, hair wet and dripping with the towel on his wet head. He didn't see Jack, "wonder
where he got off to."  Ennis pondered.  Both horses were still grazing in the small clearing just a few yards away from the
camp.  Just as he started to call out, he saw a rear end crawling backwards out of the tent flap.  Jack emerged just a few
seconds later and saw him walking up the rise, and smiled, that blinding tooth showing expression he was so perfect at.
At the sight of that Ennis smiled in return, with the wry look of wonder in his eyes.."What you up to Twist?"  He asked.
"Oh nuttin much " Jack said in answer.  I wanta give you somethin for your birthday  Since we won't see each other any
more til after yer next birthday.  I hope you will  accept it, cause I really want to give this to you. 
   By this time Ennis's interest was peeked to near anger. " Well what is it Rodeo?"  By now having no idea what Jack
was up to. "Well I need to see it first."  "Well thats just it.  You don't get to see it first.  You gotta say yes first, I promise it
wont hurt ya none."  "Jack?  He said with an air of distrust.  "I promise Cowboy, you'll like it."  "Alright then you better be
right."  "If I don't like it, I ain't keeping it."  Jack smiled again, then told Ennis sit there on the log and come in when I call
ya to the tent... "Alright Jack im trustin ya to not be lying to me."  "I promise I ain't lyin."
   At that Jack disappeared into the tent, and five minutes later called out to Ennis.. "Ok cowboy, time to come in."  Ennis
stood up with his hands on his knees, and raised his full length, and amboled over to the tent.  Knealing down and throwing
back the flap to peer into the darkened tent.  There laying on the zipped together bags lay Jack Twist in all his naked glory.
With that same smile on his face.  Scattered around the tent was sprigs of sage, and in the middle of the tent he lay with a
big bright red bow on the base of his cock.  Ennis had a stupified look on his face and started to laugh, that deep down rumbling laugh that started in his gut, and erupted from his mouth,  He threw himself on Jack with all the glowing lust he had ever felt for this man.  He covered Jack's mouth with his own, and said "I am so glad you think its better to give, and to receive Rodeo."
  Fade out.............

        
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Post by: mariez on January 22, 2008, 01:14:30 pm
"If I don't like it, I ain't keeping it." 
. . . . .

"I am so glad you think its better to give, and to receive Rodeo." 

 :laugh: :laugh:  Janice, this is great!  Very funny, but very touching, too. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 22, 2008, 01:15:29 pm
Hey, all!  For today, let's try:


Marie

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Post by: mariez on January 22, 2008, 05:06:52 pm
Perfect Vision

Ennis frowned as he squinted at the piece of paper Junior had taped to his steering wheel.  Another note with the phone number of the community health center.  He sighed as he crumpled the paper and tossed it on the seat.  She'd been after him for years to get his eyes checked, but he wished she wouldn't worry so.

His sight was still fine for driving and, truth be told, aside from his girls and his horses, there wasn't much left in the world he wanted to see that clearly, much preferring those visions he could conjure in his mind's eye. 

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Post by: outrider on January 23, 2008, 03:31:30 pm
   After being broad sided by grief and getting some time to navigate the shock, I have to remember that death is an imposter...

   ...that the value of one's life always, has always, existed in eternity;

   ...that eternity continues to be peopled with spirits along with the value of their persons;

   ...that the 'undiscovered country from whose borne no traveller 'er returns' is the destination of us all, and that in that context we can look forward to being re-united again. 

   ... and if, perhaps, there are doors and portals; if there are access points; if there are passes we can take - mystic passes in substance; if the gulf between being in the body and in spirit is not as large as we would otherwise believe... then maybe, just maybe..., we are not disconnected from those we love... ever. 

   Grief and sorrow for me in this life, at the disconnects and passings; have long since had their back broken... the mountain of loneliness, at the loss of friends has been broken. 

            ---------------

   Well, friend..., my courageous young warrior-leader, my knight, my priest in search of truth, my taciturn cowboy..., a change of address for sure, another change of role... 

   From where you are now, maybe you can help me through this... till we are both whole and undivided... till we both see each other as we are... till our fellowship in spirit is unbroken... till we both stand firmly and completely in Life. 

   Glad for you that your troubles are over... sad for me, for a bit, till this passes too... 

   Say "Hello" to everyone for me...  I hope they've found you... look for them if they haven't... 

   Come to me in dream, sliding panel after panel before my spirit's eyes.  Come to me in waking vision...  Come to me in dreamtime, mate.

   Come to me in the unhurried moment - in "everyday's most quiet need", when my spirit needs to reach - "feeling out of sight, for the ends of Being and ideal Grace". 

   Come and we'll have breakfast again, in summer at Riding Mountain and lunch in the Catskills...  Come and get cleaned up at Caliper and Killarney, the Spruce Hills, White Lake.  Ride with me in early mornings in Calgary and the foothills and late nights...  We'll do another commute on O'Connor - you can drive the Pottery Road this time and hope the brakes hold.  We'll walk, Heath, around the bend by the poplars, again.  Just come to me with everyone... and 'hang'.  Stay with me on this trail. 

   Don't know if you still need me, brother... but... 

   Gonna need ya close for a bit, friend... 

   Isn't it odd...  Me as Ennis and you as Jack... Me left behind and you passed on.

     I swear, Heath...  I swear.

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Post by: mariez on January 23, 2008, 05:35:07 pm
Thank you so much, outrider.  That was absolutely beautiful and immensely moving. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 23, 2008, 05:39:37 pm
This is a companion to the drabble entitled "Dress Codes"  that can be found here: 

http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,7810.2290.html (http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,7810.2290.html)


Too Soon

Jack began to look forward to seeing him in school every day.  He didn't always wear striped socks or short pants.  Sometimes he dressed like everyone else.  And sometimes he wore a purple hat.  But there was just something about him.  Rough-edged but gentle.  Soft-spoken but smart. Always in motion, but somehow calm.  But most of all, he made everyone smile, made some hard days a little easier, and life a little better.

Then one day, he was suddenly gone. Jack didn't know why he'd left, but there were a few things he did know for sure. He'd gone away too soon. He would miss him.  And he'd never forget him.  Ever.


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Post by: Dagi on January 24, 2008, 08:17:36 pm
But most of all, he made everyone smile, made some hard days a little easier, and life a little better.

 :( :) Beautiful, Marie.
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Post by: fernly on January 24, 2008, 11:42:25 pm
outrider and marie,

thank you both for your beautiful thoughts and words

fern
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Post by: mariez on January 26, 2008, 04:16:21 pm
(((((Dagi))))) and (((((Fern)))))

Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 26, 2008, 04:22:11 pm
Sorry there are no prompts for this, it kind of just came to me...


Life

As soon as Junior opened the door he saw her red, puffy eyes and tired face, and his heart started beating faster.  "What's wrong, what happened…?"

She folded her arms as though trying to find warmth and shrugged.  "Just found out last night.  A friend of Kurt's died suddenly.  Can't believe it."

"Sorry to hear that, darlin." 

"Thanks, Daddy.  It got me to thinking…" She paused.  "Never mind."

"Whut?"

Junior smiled shyly.  "Kind of silly, maybe, but times like this I get kind of… I don't know, philosophical or something, ya know?" 

Ennis nodded and met her eyes directly, and she was relieved, and heartened, to see understanding in his eyes.

"So…I was thinking on something I learned back in high school.  Probably the only thing I remember from science class.  It was something to do with energy, the first law of something or other…."  She shook her head.  "Anyway, I guess energy can't be destroyed, it can only change form, and I always liked that idea, so it stuck with me. 'Cause life is like energy, right?"

Ennis stood still for a long moment before gathering Junior into a warm hug, reveling in the feelings of her precious breath against his neck and her beautiful heart beating strongly along with his own. 

A wistful smile crossed his face as he remembered the energy of Jack Twist.  Vibrant. True.  Pure. And the sense of pleasure from having Jack in his dream the night before heightened, then mellowed and unfolded, covering him with a sweet sense of peace. 


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Post by: MaineWriter on January 31, 2008, 11:04:56 pm
Today, January 31st, is the one year anniversary of the drabblefest! One year...amazing! Things have been quiet the past few days, which is understandable given the circumstances.

When we feel like getting back to drabbling again, I thought it might be fun to use the very first prompts ever, from one year ago:

    * bitter cold
    * snow
    * winter wheat

When folks are ready...

L
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Post by: mariez on February 04, 2008, 02:40:30 pm
That is amazing, Leslie - a cliche, I know, but time goes by so quickly.  Thanks for starting the drabblefest!  Here's a little something that came to me.

Two Guys

It was out of his way, but he'd gotten into the habit of taking that route a few times a week, sometimes just driving by, sometimes pulling over and sitting for a while, as he did today. 

Looks like a little cow and calf operation, he mused for the umpteenth time as he watched the cattle grazing in the winter wheat, hoping that if he sat long enough he'd see them…..

….and there they were.  Two of them, riding fence.  They were too far off for him to see clearly, but it was enough - enough to make him stay, gazing off into distance through the window of his truck at those two guys.

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Post by: belbbmfan on February 05, 2008, 03:56:23 pm
Marie, that was really good.

Two of them, riding fence...


it should have been like that, always.  :-\
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Post by: cwby30 on February 05, 2008, 06:52:47 pm

The bitter cold had passed, and the winter wheat, long dormant under the mantle of snow, began to sprout in the Spring sunshine and cover the rolling fields of the ranch with a soft down of green with its promise of a plentiful harvest in July.  Just like their love: the bitter cold of those years apart having passed, and the fire of their love, once hidden by the snows of fear, now blooming in the Spring sunshine for their close circle of family and friends to see, promising a plentiful harvest of many years together. 


[96 words.] 
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Post by: cwby30 on February 05, 2008, 11:31:29 pm
Ennis surveyed the field before him, the winter wheat sown last month now covered deep in snow.  The wheat would spring from the soil when the sun warmed it months from now.  But, pulling his Carhartt close in a vain attempt to find warmth from the bitter cold, he knew his heart would never find true warmth again, and his love would never spring from the soil in which it was buried so deep next to his lover in Lightning Flat. 


[81 words.]
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 07, 2008, 09:47:47 am
Morning all,

Let's see, I have a snowy morning here so how about some sunny prompts?


L
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Post by: mariez on February 07, 2008, 03:24:45 pm
..it should have been like that, always.  :-\

Sigh.  Yep. 


...... now blooming in the Spring sunshine for their close circle of family and friends to see, promising a plentiful harvest of many years together. 

... he knew his heart would never find true warmth again, and his love would never spring from the soil in which it was buried so deep next to his lover in Lightning Flat. 

Wonderfully done, cwby!  The two forks in the road......

Marie
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Post by: mariez on February 07, 2008, 03:26:47 pm
Two Memories

As time passed through the fall and winter, he realized there were two memories of that summer. 

One that he carried in his mind, available to call forth quickly to share with the world if need be.  But the other, the true memory…..of glassy orange dawns, of moons so bright he'd wanted to paw the white right out of them, of red sparks of night fire against the blackness….was kept tucked away, entrusted to the care of that small being deep inside himself, buried below the layers of shame and guilt, anger and fear, want and need.

But never forgotten.

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on February 08, 2008, 05:34:23 am


        He lay down on his bed.  Sighing a deep sigh of relaxation.  "Boy oh boy what a day."
He stretched out and felt all the tension of they past few days, and weeks leave his battered
and worn out body.  He remembered that day up on Brokeback, the tent was crooked so
he had said.  "The tent don't look right."  "Well let it be.  I ain't going nowhere."  "That
harmonica don't seem right neither."  "Well it got kinda flattened when that mare threw me."
"Thought you said that mare couldn't throw you."  "Well she got lucky."  "Well if id a got
lucky, that harmonica woulda busted in two."  He remembered that day like it was yesterday.
It was a good time.  Back before the now, back before it all got so hard.  Before he worked
for so many straight years and months.  Before Michelle, and Matilda, before the full never
ending day and night. Ungodly hours of non stop never resting never ...............................

155 wds
With full deference to ms annie proulx without whom we would never have know these
two beautiful characters
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Post by: mariez on February 11, 2008, 03:09:10 pm
Janice, your new sig line is beautiful!
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Post by: mariez on February 11, 2008, 03:10:49 pm
Some late prompts for a cold Monday:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on February 13, 2008, 01:38:44 pm
Next of Kin

Jack fiddled with the pen and scanned the long list of questions on the form attached to the brown clipboard, sighing in frustration when he realized there were two sheets to be filled out, front and back.  He hated everything about doctors' appointments, the paperwork and the waiting most of all.  But he'd been putting it off and Lureen had been after him – needed it for insurance or some damn thing.

He was checking off boxes quickly, but hesitated when he came to the next line – "Who to Contact in Case of Emergency."  He wrote in Lureen's name and their phone number slowly, a feeling of unease sweeping over him as he thought of Ennis so many miles away.  What if Ennis got hurt on the job or was injured in an accident or ……he squeezed his eyes tightly against the thought.

How would he ever find out?

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Post by: mariez on February 13, 2008, 01:43:27 pm
Hey, everyone - some mid-week prompts:


Marie
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Post by: belbbmfan on February 13, 2008, 03:16:11 pm
Next of Kin


That was beautiful Marie. This is a fine example of 'how bad it really got' for Jack and Ennis being so far apart for so long. I can't imagine...

thanks.
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 13, 2008, 04:17:20 pm
Pretty girl
Bright sunshine
Dull feeling inside him

Fuckin weddin day

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Post by: mariez on February 14, 2008, 02:47:37 pm
Pretty girl
Bright sunshine
Dull feeling inside him

Fuckin weddin day



Dang, that's just great, Chrissi! It really packs a punch.  Nice to see you drabbling. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on February 14, 2008, 02:50:34 pm
In the Heart of the Beholder

"Daddy, look!"  Bobby ran in the door, waving an envelope in the air.  "We got the pictures from our trip." 

Jack placed his hand gently on Bobby's head as he looked at the snapshots, and he forced a smile, struck by the dullness of his eyes as they stared back at him.

"Mama sure looks pretty, huh, Daddy?"

"She sure does – always has been the prettiest little gal in Childress." 

He ruffled Bobby's hair as he turned away, his thoughts naturally wandering to the most beautiful man he'd ever known.  But instead of envisioning the dark eyes, he thought of the bright soul within them; in place of the blond curls, he recalled the thoughtful mind; and rather than picturing a muscled chest, he imagined the tender heart beating beneath it. 

True beauty that couldn't be seen with the eyes.

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Post by: Penthesilea on February 14, 2008, 05:20:20 pm
Dang, that's just great, Chrissi! It really packs a punch.  Nice to see you drabbling. 

Marie



Thank you Marie  :-*


Quote
and rather than picturing a muscled chest, he imagined the tender heart beating beneath it. 

 :)
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Post by: mariez on February 15, 2008, 02:02:54 pm
A few Friday prompts  :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on February 16, 2008, 04:39:59 pm
The Best Part

The worst part was always the anguish of good-bye.

The worst part of the worst part was the dread of being apart, intensifying as the miles between them grew.

The best part of the worst part was that sweet, timeless moment when they were never closer, just before separating at last.


The best part was always the promise of hello.

The worst part of the best part was being at the mercy of time as it flew by, knowing they were powerless to rein it, never enough, never enough…

The best part of the best part was the Truth between them.

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Post by: mariez on February 19, 2008, 01:49:45 pm
Hi everyone - here are some prompts for today:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on February 20, 2008, 03:33:56 pm
An Inextricable Link

Sage, Wyoming
February 20, 1984

She moved slowly as she swept, smiling wistfully as she remembered when she could clean the entire store without losing a breath.  But those days were long gone, and soon the old store would be another memory, too. 

She leaned over painfully to pick up a small black and pink wrapper stuck in the corner of a bare shelf. Why, it had to have been 30 years since they'd last sold black licorice taffy, and she only remembered two people who'd even liked it – that old man and that young boy.  The old man used to buy a small bag of it now and then; but she'd known that the boy could rarely even afford the penny and she'd sometimes slip him a piece, his dark eyes lighting up as his soft voice murmured a "thank you, ma'am."

The old man only came around once more after that horrible thing that everyone knew about – but never spoke of.  And she never saw the boy again after his parents died in that tragic accident. 

But she'd always wondered what became of them because, somehow, that solemn young boy and that haunted old man would always be inextricably linked in her mind.

~~~~~~~
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Post by: mariez on February 21, 2008, 02:15:27 pm
Some Thursday prompts   :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on February 21, 2008, 07:00:58 pm
He Did

He was supposed to help the old bastard out, so he gritted his teeth a few times a year and made sure he did.  He was supposed to get married, so he did.  He was supposed to have a kid so, without really wanting to, he did.  He was supposed to work hard, and play along, and be "one of the guys," so he did.

But no matter what he did or didn't do, he couldn't escape the lonely feeling that he was not who he was supposed to be, so….

…..he wasn't supposed to cry, but sometimes he did.

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Post by: fernly on February 21, 2008, 11:20:04 pm
Quote from: mariez
An Inextricable Link

Sage, Wyoming
February 20, 1984

She moved slowly as she swept, smiling wistfully as she remembered when she could clean the entire store without losing a breath.  But those days were long gone, and soon the old store would be another memory, too. 

She leaned over painfully to pick up a small black and pink wrapper stuck in the corner of a bare shelf. Why, it had to have been 30 years since they'd last sold black licorice taffy, and she only remembered two people who'd even liked it – that old man and that young boy.  The old man used to buy a small bag of it now and then; but she'd known that the boy could rarely even afford the penny and she'd sometimes slip him a piece, his dark eyes lighting up as his soft voice murmured a "thank you, ma'am."

The old man only came around once more after that horrible thing that everyone knew about – but never spoke of.  And she never saw the boy again after his parents died in that tragic accident. 

But she'd always wondered what became of them because, somehow, that solemn young boy and that haunted old man would always be inextricably linked in her mind.

I love all your drabbles, Marie, but this one... to show, in so few words, one life so clearly, and how it was brushed, indelibly, by the brief, haunting contacts with two souls, never named, but so vivid.
Wow.
Thank you
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Post by: mariez on February 25, 2008, 02:22:09 pm
...... and how it was brushed, indelibly, by the brief, haunting contacts with two souls.....

Yes! Exactly.  Thank you so much, Fern.  Always wonderful to see you....(hope you don't mind if I take the opportunity to pester you.......? ;)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on February 25, 2008, 02:23:39 pm
A few prompts to start off the week:


 :)
Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 25, 2008, 03:36:59 pm
I misread your first prompt for a split second and bang, there was Jack in my mind, moving acrobatic(ally). I didn't want to put the thought away for the actual prompts and just went with it. Outcome is a silly little piece which made me smile. I hope it does for others, too.





Watching Jack with his acrobatic moves was pure delight. He reached out with his left arm, stretched his body to the left until Ennis thought he might topple over every moment. But Jack held on with his right hand, the contracting muscles of his biceps clearly visible. A moment later Jack bent down to reach -

"Ennis!"

"Whut?"

"Hell, are ya sleepin' or what?" Jack frowned down on Ennis from the top of the ladder.

"What do you need?"

"The next piece of garland. We keep goin at this pace, we'll never come to an end with the Christmas decoration."

"Don't need no decoration." Ennis only mumbled the words, but Jack had heard them anyway.

"But you do enjoy me hanging the stuff, doncha?"

"You bet."


 
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Post by: mariez on February 25, 2008, 05:17:55 pm
I misread your first prompt for a split second and bang, there was Jack in my mind, moving acrobatic(ally). I didn't want to put the thought away for the actual prompts and just went with it. Outcome is a silly little piece which made me smile. I hope it does for others, too.





Watching Jack with his acrobatic moves was pure delight. He reached out with his left arm, stretched his body to the left until Ennis thought he might topple over every moment. But Jack held on with his right hand, the contracting muscles of his biceps clearly visible. A moment later Jack bent down to reach -

"Ennis!"

"Whut?"

"Hell, are ya sleepin' or what?" Jack frowned down on Ennis from the top of the ladder.

"What do you need?"

"The next piece of garland. We keep goin at this pace, we'll never come to an end with the Christmas decoration."

"Don't need no decoration." Ennis only mumbled the words, but Jack had heard them anyway.

"But you do enjoy me hanging the stuff, doncha?"

"You bet."

Chrissi, this not only made me smile - it made me laugh!  :laugh:  Thanks for drabbling.   I'm sure glad you posted it- who couldn't love an acrobatic Jack?  And those images that come in a split second are always the best!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on February 26, 2008, 01:56:20 pm
Private Lives

Why she was so drawn to them, she couldn't say, but she found herself following them with her eyes whenever they came into the store.  In her mind, he seemed disconnected and uncomfortable; and she tried to glean clues to their relationship from the way the man's eyes wandered about the store, the way the woman hooked her arm through his, even from the food they placed in their cart.  She imagined them sitting wordlessly over their frozen dinners while the television droned in the background….

The realization struck one day as she watched them, and she shook her head a little as her quiet laugh rang humorless and hollow in her ears.  How foolish to think that she knew anything at all about the couple that she looked on from afar.  After all, she knew better than anyone that you can't even be sure that you actually know the people that you actually know. 

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Post by: mariez on February 26, 2008, 01:57:59 pm
It's lunchtime, so these are the prompts today!


Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on February 27, 2008, 08:43:38 am
Thank you to Marie, for single handedly keeping the drabblefest going! Even though things have slowed down, I still check in every day and read all the wonderful stuff that people are writing.

Way back when, in the IMDb days, John Gallagher started a wonderful thread called "Cowboy Etiquette." The first entry was, "Sauteed elk should be served well salted." I thought of that when I saw today's prompts, and wrote this little bit of whimsy for all of you. Enjoy!



Brokeback Mountain
July, 1963


Jack picked up the generous piece of elk meat and gnawed on it, ravenously hungry and happy to have some filling protein to eat. “Thanks for shooting that elk, Ennis, this is damn good,” he mumbled, his mouth full of food.

“Ain’t too salty, is it?”

Jack’s head shot up and he looked at Ennis, not really comprehending what he heard. “Huh?” he asked, stupidly.

“I was thinking I was a little heavy handed with the salt shaker, I hope I didn’t wreck it.”

Jack shook his head. “No, Ennis, it tastes fine. In fact,” he said, grabbing another piece of meat from the pan, “I’m gonna have seconds…and prob’ly thirds, too.”

“I ain’t much of a cook,” Ennis said, chewing the meat off a rib bone.

“Tell ya what, when you and I are livin on a farm down in Texas, I’ll do the cookin. Deal?”

Now it was Ennis’s turn to look puzzled. “What the fuck are ya talking about, Jack?”

“I don’t know, just a little feeling I had—lookin inta the future.”

“I’m gonna pretend I didn’t hear what ya just said. You must be drunk.”

Jack shrugged. “Whatever…” he said, this voice trailing off. But he tucked his head down and smiled to himself. He wasn’t drunk, and somehow, he knew it was all true.

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Post by: mariez on February 27, 2008, 03:22:22 pm
Jack shrugged. “Whatever…” he said, this voice trailing off. But he tucked his head down and smiled to himself. He wasn’t drunk, and somehow, he knew it was all true.

 :) :)  Yes, all true.  And Ennis appreciates Jack's efforts in the kitchen - even if they do include Crab Mongol!  LOL!  Thanks for smile, Leslie. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on February 27, 2008, 03:24:22 pm
Only a Morsel

He woke in darkness to the taste of salty tears on his lips, his heart pounding in his ears and his mind flailing in confusion.  As his heartbeat slowed, he heard her breathing gently beside him and resisted the urge to piece together the jumbled images of his dream, the tears turning sour on his tongue as he swallowed the lump in his throat.

But he found comfort in the thought that there were just three more days until he'd be able to wash away the bitter feeling with a taste – if only a morsel – of that sweet, sweet life.

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Post by: mariez on February 28, 2008, 01:26:46 pm
Hi everyone - some prompts for today!


 ;D
Marie
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Post by: belbbmfan on February 29, 2008, 03:33:40 pm
Nice to see the boys again Leslie. That little peek into the future must have helped Jack during all their time apart.


 :laugh: -----> Marie, the Crab Mongol! That brings back memories!
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Post by: belbbmfan on February 29, 2008, 03:41:15 pm
Only a Morsel

He woke in darkness to the taste of salty tears on his lips, his heart pounding in his ears and his mind flailing in confusion.  As his heartbeat slowed, he heard her breathing gently beside him and resisted the urge to piece together the jumbled images of his dream, the tears turning sour on his tongue as he swallowed the lump in his throat.

But he found comfort in the thought that there were just three more days until he'd be able to wash away the bitter feeling with a taste – if only a morsel – of that sweet, sweet life.

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I've had a few moments like that myself the last couple of weeks, waking up in the middle of the night with a salty taste of tears on my lips. Ennis's loneliness must have been crushing.

thanks Marie, that was sad but lovely.
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Post by: mariez on February 29, 2008, 04:18:09 pm
:laugh: -----> Marie, the Crab Mongol! That brings back memories!

It sure does, Fabienne - great ones!   :)

I've had a few moments like that myself the last couple of weeks, waking up in the middle of the night with a salty taste of tears on my lips. Ennis's loneliness must have been crushing.

thanks Marie, that was sad but lovely.

(((((Fabienne))))))

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Post by: mariez on March 03, 2008, 02:44:13 pm
The Cup of Life

Lureen swore he'd met the bride before, her second cousin or some such, but she didn't look even remotely familiar.  He set his face to amiable and interested; now he just had to try and keep it that way for the next few hours. 

"Drink deeply from the cup of life," he heard the minister intone and he let out a barely audible sigh.  Easy for him to say.  Seemed like nothing ever came to Jack's hand the right way and the joke was always on him - someone must've switched his cup with one of those damn dribble glasses.

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Post by: mariez on March 03, 2008, 02:45:39 pm
And to start the week, let's try:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 05, 2008, 02:52:06 pm
Mr. Fix-It

Ennis rubbed is forehead hard as he heard crying from the girls' room.  Jesus. Not again.  They seemed to have a gift for provoking each other sometimes. He pushed himself off the couch and took the few steps to the doorway.

"Now what's going on?" 

Both girls looked up at the sound of their daddy's stern voice and began talking at once –

"She promised…"

"Francie always…"

At times he felt so off-balance in his house full of females. His own momma would've given the "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you" talk, while his Daddy was from the "Do to others, before they do to you" school. 

But his heart swelled as he looked into the two little faces, and he instinctively picked them both up at once, each one held securely in a strong arm.  "I think we all need to get out for a while, huh?  Let's get some ice cream."  He watched their quivering lips turn into smiles as he kissed each tear-stained cheek.

At least there were some things he could fix. 

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Post by: mariez on March 05, 2008, 02:54:04 pm
And some mid-week prompts:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 06, 2008, 02:52:15 pm
Rebel With a Cause

Truth was, he wanted Bobby to get a haircut. Looking at the hair hanging in his eyes and down past his collar just didn't sit right with him.  But now that Lureen was bringing up the fact that L.D. disapproved, well…..it brought back a memory of his own father from a long-ago summer day….

….they'd been picking up supplies in town and some non-locals pulled up to the general store wearing leather jackets, their hair greased back and parted oddly on the back of their heads.  Jack had been intrigued and couldn't help staring, but what he remembered most was the sneer on his father's face as he followed the strangers with hate-filled eyes….

Jack placed his hand on Bobby's head.  "I kinda like your hair the way it is, bud," he said, smiling when he saw the surprise in Bobby's eyes, smiling even wider when he added, "Maybe I'll let mine grow, too, whaddya think?" and laughing when Bobby rolled his eyes and groaned.

"Daaaad!"

Lureen looked from one to the other and raised her hands in surrender as she turned back to her paperwork.  "Alright, I give up, looks like you boys get your way."

Jack set his jaw and nodded imperceptibly.  Might be a damn sight too late for him, but not for his son.

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Post by: belbbmfan on March 06, 2008, 03:07:45 pm
Rebel with a Cause and Mr. Fix it


Marie, I really like the way you describe Ennis and Jack as dads. Both of them didn't have good memories of their own fathers, so they had to 'invent' for themselves what being a dad means. I guess the difference is that both Jack and Ennis knew what love was, even though 'they had to stand it'.  :-\

Lovely drabbles, thanks!  :)
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Post by: mariez on March 07, 2008, 01:35:50 pm
Both of them didn't have good memories of their own fathers, so they had to 'invent' for themselves what being a dad means. I guess the difference is that both Jack and Ennis knew what love was, even though 'they had to stand it'.  :-\

Yep.  That's what I like to believe, anyway.  Thanks, Fabienne.   :)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 07, 2008, 01:37:35 pm
If anyone wants to try a Friday drabble:   :)


Marie
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Post by: elomelo on March 09, 2008, 04:43:07 pm
Hey everyone. I'm new here and heck, might as well try a drabble on for size. It might a little over 100 words.  :) This one's for vinegar.

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It'd been 8 years since Jack had asked the silent question, deep blue eyes downcast towards the fire in an unspoken plea. "It could be like this, always like this."

Ennis threw a log into the crackling fire and watched the sparks dance up into the star-strewn velvet sky above them. Things had changed after the divorce, after the postcard he sent, after Jack had driven fourteen hours on account of said postcard. He'd moved out of Riverton, into a rundown shack like the one he and Alma had moved into after their marriage. Except things were different. He didn't wake up everyday to the sound of babies crying or the soft arms wound around him.

Now there were only strong arms wound around him when he woke up and the rodeo-worn legs swung over his waist.

He remembered that night like it was yesterday; calling a let-down Jack back from his truck and asking him to stay a while longer, let him drop his girls back home to their momma. And the expression on Jack's face when he walked into the house and took off his hat, like the second night in the tent, and sat beside him. This time he looked him in the eye.

"Guess we can take a shot at this sweet life, rodeo."

Jack didn't say anything for what felt like forever. Ennis swallowed, hoping it wasn't too late, that there wasn't anyone else, that...his train of through was cut off by the weight of grown man atop him, smiling down at him like the devil himself, then devouring his lips like there was no tomorrow.

But there would be a tomorrow and plenty more after.

"We should celebrate, Ennis! Ya got white wine?"

Ennis knew Lureen was the cause behind Jack's finer tastes but they didn't mention Lureen or Alma or the tire irons or the rest of the world that night.

"In the cupboard, very top. Try some. Lemme know if it's any good."

"Goddamn, this ain't wine - it's vinegar, you sunavabitch!"


**

"Ennis? Ennis?"

Ennis coughed, looking up from his whiskey and the fire and his thoughts. Jack looked worried but there it was, that small upturned curve to his lips and the glow of those blue eyes that looked at Ennis like he was made of gold.

"Yeah, whut?"

"Ye had me scared for a bit, bud," Jack joined him by the fire, smile growing wider as Ennis' arms wrapped around his waist and pulled me close. "Watcha thinkin'?"

"Just 'bout the past. And all that time we wasted."

"Hush. What's done is done. What's important is us, right here, right now."

"Aren't ya the romantic?"

"Damn straight."

Ennis sighed heavily, shaking his head.

"What now?" Jack frowned but the twinkle in his said otherwise.

"We're missin' somethin'."

"And what's that?"

"White wine."

"Fuck you."

"Love you too, bud."


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Okay, so way over 100 words but c'est la vie.  ;D

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Post by: mariez on March 09, 2008, 06:49:41 pm
Nice to meet you, elomelo!  Welcome to Bettermost and to the Drabblefest  :)

For the purposes of this thread, we consider a "drabble" anything up to around 300 words - so no worries!



"In the cupboard, very top. Try some. Lemme know if it's any good."

"Goddamn, this ain't wine - it's vinegar, you sunavabitch!"



LOL!  I really enjoyed your drabble - very touching and very funny, too!  Hope to see you around the boards and I hope you gift us with more drabbles, too!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: elomelo on March 09, 2008, 09:01:55 pm
Nice to meet you too, Marie.  :) Nice drabble ideas by the way - random but definitely good for rousting original ideas.

And thanks for the warm welcome.
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Post by: BBM-Cat on March 10, 2008, 08:46:39 pm
Elomelo,

Great to have you here! Cheers to you for jumping right in - what an excellent start. Hope you will be creating some more drabbles!  :D

Again, welcome!

Chris
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Post by: mariez on March 11, 2008, 12:54:09 pm
Some Tuesday drabble prompts  :)


Marie
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Post by: elomelo on March 11, 2008, 01:42:25 pm
Thanks Chris for the equally warm welcome - ha, I feel suddenly at home.  :)

And Marie, you are genius with these prompts! For blind...

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He knew what his Daddy would say if he knew what had been happening those nights and days with only Brokeback watching over them, its shadows hiding them from the rest of the world. If only for a month or so, with summer coming-and-going, that's all he needed - to be invisible. But Jack saw him, those blue eyes boring into his, unravelling the intricate web of thought that was Ennis, smiling the gentle reassurance. "It's alright. It's alright." Except Ennis wasn't so sure it was, if it'd ever be. So he closes his eyes when he kisses Alma, replacing the red hair with black and the petite frame with muscle. Because then, if only for that moment, it's alright.
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Post by: mariez on March 12, 2008, 12:47:54 pm
He knew what his Daddy would say if he knew what had been happening those nights and days with only Brokeback watching over them, its shadows hiding them from the rest of the world. If only for a month or so, with summer coming-and-going, that's all he needed - to be invisible. But Jack saw him, those blue eyes boring into his, unravelling the intricate web of thought that was Ennis, smiling the gentle reassurance. "It's alright. It's alright." Except Ennis wasn't so sure it was, if it'd ever be. So he closes his eyes when he kisses Alma, replacing the red hair with black and the petite frame with muscle. Because then, if only for that moment, it's alright. 

What a beautiful and insightful drabble, elomelo - "...the intricate web of thought that was Ennis.."  So true!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 12, 2008, 12:49:21 pm
I'll throw some Wednesday prompts out  :)


Marie
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 12, 2008, 05:53:44 pm
Hi Elomelo,

Welcome! I am one of the fanfic moderators. Sorry for being a little slow on the welcoming job...I have had a hectic few days at work and I was away for the weekend.

Good to have you here and thanks for jumping in on the drabblefest. This is a fun thread and there is some terrific writing here.

Enjoy!

Leslie
MaineWriter
Moderator, Fanfic and Creative Writers
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Post by: elomelo on March 13, 2008, 11:51:45 am
Hi Elomelo,

Welcome! I am one of the fanfic moderators. Sorry for being a little slow on the welcoming job...I have had a hectic few days at work and I was away for the weekend.

Good to have you here and thanks for jumping in on the drabblefest. This is a fun thread and there is some terrific writing here.

Enjoy!

Leslie
MaineWriter
Moderator, Fanfic and Creative Writers

Hey there, MaineWriter.

Thanks for the welcome! And yes, this is a fun thread - as writing always is. I think you're the author of Love Born from Steele...? It was beautiful by the way - very realistic and well written. (:

Hope to see you around.
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Post by: MaineWriter on March 13, 2008, 12:00:23 pm
Hey there, MaineWriter.

Thanks for the welcome! And yes, this is a fun thread - as writing always is. I think you're the author of Love Born from Steele...? It was beautiful by the way - very realistic and well written. (:

Hope to see you around.

Yes, I am the author. Thanks for the compliment!

L
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Post by: elomelo on March 13, 2008, 12:24:27 pm
Yes, I am the author. Thanks for the compliment!

L

You're very welcome. (:
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Post by: mariez on March 13, 2008, 12:54:01 pm
Quiet

She was accustomed to quiet men.  Most of the males she knew never talked much, that's just the way it was.  Women did the talking and men nodded or shook their heads or answered with a few short words. She guessed it was one of those mysterious facts of life that she'd understand one day when she grew up. 

But she sensed somehow that her Daddy's quiet wasn't the same kind of quiet she saw in other men. She couldn't have put it into words, but she recognized the world of difference between a quiet contentment and a quiet resignation. 

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Post by: elomelo on March 13, 2008, 12:56:15 pm
Wednesday drabble but anywhooo...:)

Protest

Bitchin'. He might have been a rodeo fuck up and a crazy dreamer but that was something Jack Twist did with ease. Everything from the grass to the sheep to the tent to the fire to the damn hole in his boots. Ennis sighed, watching the boy spew out words like a busted pipe, only stopping to breathe and take sips of whiskey. But he nodded somberly, responding in that minimal way he always did, taking in the other's words that made up for the lack of his own.
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Post by: elomelo on March 13, 2008, 12:56:55 pm
Quiet

She was accustomed to quiet men.  Most of the males she knew never talked much, that's just the way it was.  Women did the talking and men nodded or shook their heads or answered with a few short words. She guessed it was one of those mysterious facts of life that she'd understand one day when she grew up. 

But she sensed somehow that her Daddy's quiet wasn't the same kind of quiet she saw in other men. She couldn't have put it into words, but she recognized the world of difference between a quiet contentment and a quiet resignation. 

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 :( Poor Jack! Beautiful.
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Post by: elomelo on March 13, 2008, 01:00:34 pm
Whiskey

The bottle was warmed by their fingers. They passed it between themselves like the time and conversation.

The bottle was even warmer, forgotten by the fire outside the tent. Their breaths smelled of its contents. Their breaths mingled.

The bottle's cold now, even as he grips it tightly between calloused, work-worn fingers. Because there are no other hands to pass it too.
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Post by: mariez on March 13, 2008, 01:12:56 pm
.. taking in the other's words that made up for the lack of his own.

.....Because there are no other hands to pass it too.

Wow - amazing drabbles, elomelo!  They cut right to the heart.  Thank you.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 13, 2008, 01:13:33 pm
And quickly off the top of my head, some prompts for today!  :)


Marie
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Post by: elomelo on March 13, 2008, 01:16:47 pm
Thanks Mariez - yours too!

I have to get going unfortunately but when I'll be back I'll be sure to try out these drabbles for size.

here's a few of my own prompts:

- temptation
- armidillos
- silver

Hugs!
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Post by: mariez on March 14, 2008, 12:52:52 pm
A little something inspired by the "silver" prompt - and I just realized it also uses "clearly."  :)


Precious Things

She finished reading his letter and sat quietly for a few moments before taking the silver tray out of the drawer and carefully unwrapping it from the soft cotton cloth, making sure her bare hands didn't mar the surface.  A soft smile lit her face as she remembered how reverently her mother had always handled the precious heirloom, donning her white gloves before daring to touch it. 

She'd always imagined that she would pass it on, a special wedding gift to commemorate her only son's special day with his special someone….

She paused and thought yet again of those two shirts in the back of his closet, the one so carefully wrapped and protected inside the other, so clearly his own precious things…..and then re-wrapped the silver tray and placed it in back in the drawer.

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Post by: elomelo on March 14, 2008, 01:21:05 pm
A little something inspired by the "silver" prompt - and I just realized it also uses "clearly."  :)


Precious Things

She finished reading his letter and sat quietly for a few moments before taking the silver tray out of the drawer and carefully unwrapping it from the soft cotton cloth, making sure her bare hands didn't mar the surface.  A soft smile lit her face as she remembered how reverently her mother had always handled the precious heirloom, donning her white gloves before daring to touch it. 

She'd always imagined that she would pass it on, a special wedding gift to commemorate her only son's special day with his special someone….

She paused and thought yet again of those two shirts in the back of his closet, the one so carefully wrapped and protected inside the other, so clearly his own precious things…..and then re-wrapped the silver tray and placed it in back in the drawer.

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*gasp* I feel that heart wrenching again... :( Always do when I remember the shirts.

Great one, Marie!
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Post by: elomelo on March 14, 2008, 01:37:51 pm
For delivery...

A desolate, sandy lot and a yellowing trailer. When Jerry said 'out in the middle of nowhere', he wasn't kidding.

Henry looked down at the crumpled paper for what seemed like the hundredth time, then at the crooked mailbox. It was the right place and he could just slip in the box...no, he'd been given strict orders to deliver it personally.

Well, I'm here, ain't I?

He took a quick, sharp breath and knocked loudly on the door. He didn't notice the blinds of the window shift suddenly. A man answered. He was tall and lean as a beanpole, with dirty blonde hair and hard brown eyes that glared at Henry accusingly. He was holding a denim shirt in his grasp, knuckles white.

Henry checked the paper again quickly. "Mr. del Mar?"

"Ennis." The voice was gravelly, seemingly older than the fourty-something the man seemed to be.

"Right. Uh, this is a package for you. Sir."

The man named Ennis looked at the box in question, his expression deadpan. "Who's it from?"

"Someone by the name of...", another quick glance at the paper, "Alma."

"Alma?"

"Junior."

"Oh...where do I sign?"

"Uh, um," he handed the man the clipboard and the pen, pointing at the blank square, "right there...yeah, right. Thanks, Mr. del Mar." He handed him the package. "Have a good-"

But the man had shut the door and had retreated back to the darkness of his trailer. Henry sighed and got back into the second hand car, and pulled out of the lot.

The man, once inside the safe isolation of the nook assigned to his bed, ripped off the brown paper and took out the shoebox. It was worn and faded like everything else that bore witness to what once was. He read the postcards, despite how sore his eyes would be looking at the print, and drank himself to sleep, clutching the half-open box to his chest.
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Post by: mariez on March 15, 2008, 02:26:07 pm
... It was worn and faded like everything else that bore witness to what once was...

Oh, Ennis.  :'(  This left me heartshot; I can't even read the last sentence again.


For any weekend drabblers, a few prompts:

 

 :)
Marie
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Post by: elomelo on March 15, 2008, 08:04:44 pm
Balance, for good measure. :)

Enter stage. Right and left.

Black and white. Blue and brown. Dimpled smiles and tight lipped nods. Their words, his loud, his quieter, coated with genuine laughter and contentment and cheap whiskey and the ripening summer. A flattened harmonica that didn't sound quite right and a pawn shop carving knife.

He smiles over rusty cup, cautious and careful like his movements and the few words that grow in number with the days and the scratches in the dirt. He's never really had a friend before. This is new. Like the company and the plunging of his stomach when he speaks about a red haired girl he can't look in the eye when he wants to pursue more than light pecks. So he only speaks about her when need be, not more or less. His eyes plays tricks on him. Because the other boy's shoulders don't really sag at the mention of a certain red haired girl. Because no one's eyes could be that blue. Because he's not transparent and those eyes don't see through him without any judgement.

When he's out there, outside the pup tent that smells like cat piss - 'huh, wonder how he knows what that smells like' - with only the company of a cigarette and the sheep, he mulls his thoughts over like water over stone, eroding. He was never much of a talker or a socialite, even before the accident. Maybe his mother could coax words out of him easily with that warm smile and a promise of stories of dragons and cowboys, and apple pie.

He misses his mother. He never told Karen - she had enough on her mind with providing for her brothers and her fiance. She used to be gentle and full of laughter, like Ma, but all Ennis could remember was stern words and a woman that grew up too fast. Telling K.E. wasn't even a possibility. Most people found it hard to believe the two del Mar brothers were related - K.E. was loud, boisterous and known to be violent.

He doesn't know it yet but he will tell someone these things. Maybe not by the fire with the whiskey passed between them like an unsaid truce, but in a tent where their breaths will mingle like fog and their fingers will trace shapeless figures on warm faces and lips.

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Not much of an ending but I dunno..just came to me all of a sudden. I'm worn out all of a sudden.  :-\
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Post by: fernly on March 15, 2008, 09:44:13 pm
Quote from: elomelo
Balance, for good measure. :)

...

 Because no one's eyes could be that blue. Because he's not transparent and those eyes don't see through him without any judgement.

....
He doesn't know it yet but he will tell someone these things. Maybe not by the fire with the whiskey passed between them like an unsaid truce, but in a tent where their breaths will mingle like fog and their fingers will trace shapeless figures on warm faces and lips.

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Not much of an ending ....

Beg to differ. I think it's a hell of an ending. Whole thing's absolutely lovely.
Welcome to the Fest. :)
And thank you for your drabbles. I'm really enjoying them. :)

Fern
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Post by: elomelo on March 15, 2008, 10:17:41 pm
Beg to differ. I think it's a hell of an ending. Whole thing's absolutely lovely.
Welcome to the Fest. :)
And thank you for your drabbles. I'm really enjoying them. :)

Fern

Thanks Fern for the welcome and the comments (: I just felt drained when writing it and that usually doesn't result in good things.

Manar
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 16, 2008, 03:00:57 pm
For delivery...

A desolate, sandy lot and a yellowing trailer. When Jerry said 'out in the middle of nowhere', he wasn't kidding.

Henry looked down at the crumpled paper for what seemed like the hundredth time, then at the crooked mailbox. It was the right place and he could just slip in the box...no, he'd been given strict orders to deliver it personally.

Well, I'm here, ain't I?

He took a quick, sharp breath and knocked loudly on the door. He didn't notice the blinds of the window shift suddenly. A man answered. He was tall and lean as a beanpole, with dirty blonde hair and hard brown eyes that glared at Henry accusingly. He was holding a denim shirt in his grasp, knuckles white.

Henry checked the paper again quickly. "Mr. del Mar?"

"Ennis." The voice was gravelly, seemingly older than the fourty-something the man seemed to be.

"Right. Uh, this is a package for you. Sir."

The man named Ennis looked at the box in question, his expression deadpan. "Who's it from?"

"Someone by the name of...", another quick glance at the paper, "Alma."

"Alma?"

"Junior."

"Oh...where do I sign?"

"Uh, um," he handed the man the clipboard and the pen, pointing at the blank square, "right there...yeah, right. Thanks, Mr. del Mar." He handed him the package. "Have a good-"

But the man had shut the door and had retreated back to the darkness of his trailer. Henry sighed and got back into the second hand car, and pulled out of the lot.

The man, once inside the safe isolation of the nook assigned to his bed, ripped off the brown paper and took out the shoebox. It was worn and faded like everything else that bore witness to what once was. He read the postcards, despite how sore his eyes would be looking at the print, and drank himself to sleep, clutching the half-open box to his chest.

*gasp*

A shot to the heart. Beautifully written but so difficult to read.  :'(  :-\

thanks for sharing  Elo.  I like your drabbles :)
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Post by: elomelo on March 16, 2008, 03:04:04 pm
*gasp*

A shot to the heart. Beautifully written but so difficult to read.  :'(  :-\

thanks for sharing  Elo.  I like your drabbles :)

Thank you :) I can't seem to write anything 'happy' as of life but I'm trying.
Ah, Elo - I've never thought of that :D
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Post by: mariez on March 16, 2008, 03:38:58 pm
....Black and white. Blue and brown. Dimpled smiles and tight lipped nods.....

Maran, I have to agree with Fern about the ending - and I'd say the same about the beginnng and middle, too.  :)  And, yeah, these guys can wear you out, that's for sure. 

Thanks!
Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 16, 2008, 03:42:06 pm
High Wire

March 22, 1978

All night the talk had been about that crazy old man from that circus family finally falling to his death.  For years he'd pictured himself trying to keep his balance as he walked the high wire without a net - with guilt and betrayal awaiting him at one end, shame and danger at the other; and his stomach clenched tightly with each word  … "daredevil"…… "fool"….."bound to happen"….

He watched the fuzzy image on the old TV above the bar and his heart sank again with the lesson he'd learned long ago – walking the high wire could only end one way.   

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100 Words
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Post by: belbbmfan on March 16, 2008, 04:55:36 pm
High Wire

March 22, 1978

All night the talk had been about that crazy old man from that circus family finally falling to his death.  For years he'd pictured himself trying to keep his balance as he walked the high wire without a net - with guilt and betrayal awaiting him at one end, shame and danger at the other; and his stomach clenched tightly with each word  … "daredevil"…… "fool"….."bound to happen"….

He watched the fuzzy image on the old TV above the bar and his heart sank again with the lesson he'd learned long ago – walking the high wire could only end one way.   

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The image of Ennis sitting in a bar, surrounded by other people and feeling so alone, is so sad, so sad....
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Post by: elomelo on March 16, 2008, 05:27:20 pm
High Wire

March 22, 1978

All night the talk had been about that crazy old man from that circus family finally falling to his death.  For years he'd pictured himself trying to keep his balance as he walked the high wire without a net - with guilt and betrayal awaiting him at one end, shame and danger at the other; and his stomach clenched tightly with each word  … "daredevil"…… "fool"….."bound to happen"….

He watched the fuzzy image on the old TV above the bar and his heart sank again with the lesson he'd learned long ago – walking the high wire could only end one way.   

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 :( Very sad and very sensual somehow. Good work. :)
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Post by: mariez on March 17, 2008, 02:05:23 pm
Here are a few random Monday prompts!  :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 18, 2008, 12:38:29 pm
It's Not What You Know….

It was a long ride home with nothing but his thoughts for company and he wished there was a damn "off-switch" for his brain 'cause he thought he'd go insane from the voices swirling in an endless loop.

"…What I don't know, all them things I don't know…."

"…so I hope you know that if you don't never know the rest…"


He thought of something Old Elwood at the Hi-Top Ranch used to say:  "Sometimes the problem is we don't know what we don't know." 

And sometimes there were things you didn't want to know.  Or knew, but wished you didn't.

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100 Words
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Post by: mariez on March 18, 2008, 12:43:26 pm
Hey, everyone.  For anyone who wants to try a Tuesday drabble  :)


Marie
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Post by: fernly on March 18, 2008, 07:17:14 pm
It's Not What You Know….

It was a long ride home with nothing but his thoughts for company and he wished there was a damn "off-switch" for his brain 'cause he thought he'd go insane from the voices swirling in an endless loop.

"…What I don't know, all them things I don't know…."

"…so I hope you know that if you don't never know the rest…"


He thought of something Old Elwood at the Hi-Top Ranch used to say:  "Sometimes the problem is we don't know what we don't know." 

And sometimes there were things you didn't want to know.  Or knew, but wished you didn't.

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Ennis - so throughly caught in his "own loop" - the one that his dad (that "fine roper") slung around him, that hardly ever loosed up.
Lovely, sad, dramatization of his turmoil.
Thanks, Marie. :)

Fern
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Post by: mariez on March 20, 2008, 12:55:45 pm
Ennis - so throughly caught in his "own loop" - the one that his dad (that "fine roper") slung around him, that hardly ever loosed up.

Thank you, Fern.  I chose the word "loop" purposefully - and, as always, you zeroed right in on it!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 20, 2008, 12:57:45 pm
Stud Ducks

"Look at you, boy, must be three inches taller than last week!"  L.D. slapped Bobby on the back, grinning. "Takin' after Grandad!"

"He's going through a growth spurt, Daddy – outgrew all his clothes."  Lureen smiled as L.D. kissed her cheek.

Jack sat back quietly, looking at L.D. in his fancy clothes and custom-made boots, laughing as he waved his expensive cigar; and he tried to tune out the usual blather, his thoughts turning to his own father, always grim and humorless in his worn overalls and work shirts.

He couldn't imagine two men who were more different – or more alike.

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Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 24, 2008, 01:26:28 pm
Maybe these Monday prompts will inspire some drabblers!  :)


Marie
Title: Re: Time
Post by: cwby30 on March 25, 2008, 11:59:50 am
For a long time, he'd invite me to stay, to share the sweet life with him.  I'd always decline, told him two guys just didn't do that, too afraid of tire irons.  That wasn't the half of it.  I was too afraid of myself, letting go, letting him in all the way, all the time.   Done him wrong, all these years, last trip made that clear.  It's time now.  He hasn't asked for some time, don't think he will again after what I said last time. So I'm gonna invite him next time, come November. Hope he'll accept this time.

[100 words]
Title: Re: Time
Post by: Penthesilea on March 25, 2008, 12:30:17 pm
For a long time, he'd invite me to stay, to share the sweet life with him.  I'd always decline, told him two guys just didn't do that, too afraid of tire irons.  That wasn't the half of it.  I was too afraid of myself, letting go, letting him in all the way, all the time.   Done him wrong, all these years, last trip made that clear.  It's time now.  He hasn't asked for some time, don't think he will again after what I said last time. So I'm gonna invite him next time, come November. Hope he'll accept this time.

[100 words]

Ouch
 :'(
Title: Re: Time
Post by: mariez on March 25, 2008, 04:07:33 pm
Ouch
 :'(

Make that a Double Ouch. 

Well done, cwby. 

Thanks,
Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 25, 2008, 04:08:49 pm
I Wish

Lightning Flat, Wyoming
March 25, 1952

"I wish ….."

"I wish ….."

Jack's mama smiled wearily as she listened to Jack's daily litany.  "If wishes were horses, beggars would ride."

Jack frowned and she spoke before he could ask. 

"It's an old nursery rhyme, honey.  It means that if wishing could make things happen, we'd all have everything we ever wanted.  Sometimes we can't get what we want and we have to accept that and just let be. Understand?"

He nodded and she pulled him in for a quick hug, wondering if he'd ever really understand, and making her own wish that he'd never need to. 

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Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 26, 2008, 03:05:50 pm
Some late Wednesay prompts!


Marie
Title: Re: Conversation
Post by: cwby30 on March 26, 2008, 08:03:58 pm

After what they'd just gone through, Jack couldn't carry on a coherent conversation, didn't have the strength to attach one word to another.  But mustering his all, he looked into Ennis' eyes, and croaked out, "Damn, Ennis, you've gone and nearly done me in this time! I'm exhausted. After 25 years, how can every time we do this still be like the first time? Not that I'm complaining."  He wrapped his left arm tighter around a panting naked Ennis who was snuggling against him in their bed, and who responded in a hoarse whisper, "Shut up and kiss me, Twist." 

[word count: 100]
Title: Re: Conversation
Post by: mariez on March 27, 2008, 12:20:59 pm
After what they'd just gone through, Jack couldn't carry on a coherent conversation, didn't have the strength to attach one word to another.  But mustering his all, he looked into Ennis' eyes, and croaked out, "Damn, Ennis, you've gone and nearly done me in this time! I'm exhausted. After 25 years, how can every time we do this still be like the first time? Not that I'm complaining."  He wrapped his left arm tighter around a panting naked Ennis who was snuggling against him in their bed, and who responded in a hoarse whisper, "Shut up and kiss me, Twist." 

Oh, I love that, cwby! What a great use of the prompts - and it takes away the sting of that "ouch" - thanks.  :)

Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 27, 2008, 12:24:59 pm
A companion, of sorts, to "I Wish..."

As the Conversation Continued

"Look who's come into town." Sarah nodded toward the general store.  "Ya know Esther and I were just talkin' yesterday, wondering if they were ever gonna get around to having some kind of memorial service at the church."

"Oh, Lord, not this again, Sarah…"

"I bet that city wife of his down in Texas called all the shots and they didn't have no say."

"Oh, for goodness sake, Sarah!  How would you know that?  You can't have said more than ten words to either of them in years! And you can't tell me they've been bending your ear."

Sarah shrugged defensively. "I'm just saying."  She lowered her voice.  "I wonder if he left them any money – Esther said she saw him drive through town once in a fancy truck and ……."

As the conversation continued, the object of so much attention finished her shopping, got back in the truck where her husband was waiting and went home.  She made her way slowly up to the small bedroom, sat heavily on the small bed and cried quietly, praying once again for the strength to be able to do what she had told her only child so long ago. Accept. Let Be.

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Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 27, 2008, 12:27:18 pm
Hi Everyone.   :)  Some prompts for today: 


Marie
Title: Re: Honorable
Post by: cwby30 on March 27, 2008, 11:37:12 pm
Sitting in the ballroom at a table set with fine china, sterling silver and crystal, dining by candlelight on tender roast beef and roasted red potatoes, washed down with some red wine from Napa Valley, wherever that was, served by a waiter in a crisp white jacket, he listened to LD loudly praise the merits of the Honorable Anthony Sterling, your local representative to the State Legislature.  He preferred the luxury of eating steaks cooked over an open fire under the light of Wyoming stars, washed down with whiskey from a bottle passed to him by a man with dark brown eyes, a quiet laugh and a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

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Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 29, 2008, 03:33:23 pm
... He preferred the luxury of eating steaks cooked over an open fire under the light of Wyoming stars, washed down with whiskey from a bottle passed to him by a man with dark brown eyes, a quiet laugh and a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

A nice image - but a bittersweet one, too. Thanks.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 29, 2008, 03:41:23 pm
Life's Little Luxuries

"Happiness is a warm puppy."

"Happiness is a thumb and a blanket."

Junior and Francine were curled up together on the couch giggling over their new book, bought the past weekend for a nickel at the church white elephant sale.  They'd read it so often, Alma'd already had to tape the binding.

Ennis paused for a moment in the hallway, listening to their carefree banter and laughter, and he took pleasure in this evidence of their own happiness. It was not something he'd ever spent time thinking about for himself.  Happiness had always been a luxury he could not afford.

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Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Penthesilea on March 29, 2008, 04:29:41 pm
Ennis paused for a moment in the hallway, listening to their carefree banter and laughter, and he took pleasure in this evidence of their own happiness. It was not something he'd ever spent time thinking about for himself.  Happiness had always been a luxury he could not afford.

Ain't it a sad truth?
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Penthesilea on March 29, 2008, 05:59:19 pm
I didn't use any prompts for this drabble. It was inspired by a video posted by Fritzkep of the Brokeback BBQ and WY Roadtrip 2007, almost a year ago.
We rode up Brokenback Mountain in the bed of Ennis's truck and someone (I think it was Paul) said "This is gonna be a bumpy ride." And it was.

Anyway, I just watched the video again and it inspired this drabble. The vid is here (reply 2042): http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,5791.msg242915.html#msg242915 (http://bettermost.net/forum/index.php/topic,5791.msg242915.html#msg242915)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Penthesilea on March 29, 2008, 05:59:38 pm
A bumpy ride

"This is gonna be a bumpy ride."

And damn, it was. With every single bump in the road Ennis felt his head might explode. He wished the Basque would drive slower. He wished he hadn't drunk that much the evening before. Most of all, he wished that this Jack Twist guy next to him would stop to cheer every time they almost bumped their heads at the inside of the car's roof.

"Whoo-eee!"

Shit. Why wasn't Twist hungover? And what had the Basque just said 'bout the - oh God, he had to puke.

Ennis managed to grind out a simple "Stop the truck" and luckily the Basque seemed to understand the urgency behind his barely understandable words.

Ennis kneeled beside the truck and almost retched his guts out.

Little did he know how much worse he would feel on the way back.



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Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on March 29, 2008, 09:24:37 pm
A bumpy ride

"This is gonna be a bumpy ride."

And damn, it was. With every single bump in the road Ennis felt his head might explode. He wished the Basque would drive slower. He wished he hadn't drunk that much the evening before. Most of all, he wished that this Jack Twist guy next to him would stop to cheer every time they almost bumped their heads at the inside of the car's roof.

"Whoo-eee!"

Shit. Why wasn't Twist hungover? And what had the Basque just said 'bout the - oh God, he had to puke.

Ennis managed to grind out a simple "Stop the truck" and luckily the Basque seemed to understand the urgency behind his barely understandable words.

Ennis kneeled beside the truck and almost retched his guts out.

Little did he know how much worse he would feel on the way back.


Oh, Chrissi - you filled in that missing moment perfectly.  Great job.  And the picture is just .............  :'( :'( :'(

Thanks,
Marie

P.S.  Thanks for the video link!
Title: Re: Prompts
Post by: cwby30 on April 01, 2008, 12:36:52 pm

Mornin', everyone.

Well, hope you don't mind my jumping in.  How about these for today:

   - bank
   - trust
   - spread

Three guesses as to what I'm doing today... and the first two don't count.  :D

Thanks again.

cwby30
Title: Re: Trust
Post by: cwby30 on April 01, 2008, 02:09:50 pm

They lay naked and spread-eagled in the afternoon sunshine on the wide bank of their river, their panting caused by much more than the high altitude.  Trust Ennis to find another way to leave me a puddle of mush, thought Jack.  Ennis just purred beside him, eyes closed, the makings of a smile spreading across his face. 

[57 words]

[And you thought I was going to write about something else!]
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Penthesilea on April 01, 2008, 03:40:46 pm
 ;D

That was great cowboy. You fooled me  :laugh:.

I liked your 57 words. I like puddle of mush Jack  :) And I love a content Ennis, and I love when Ennis begins to smile. It's like the sun coming up  :D.
Title: Re: Trust
Post by: cwby30 on April 01, 2008, 05:35:34 pm

Afternoon.

Well,  ;D  Glad you liked it.  Another coming up. 

Thanks again. 
Title: Re: Bank
Post by: cwby30 on April 01, 2008, 06:00:34 pm
Coming from the darkness of the building he squinted in the bright afternoon sunshine, holding a piece of paper in his right hand with a death grip.  He couldn't believe it, but it was right there before his eyes, a single word stamped across it in red capital letters big enough to read even without fumbling for his glasses: PAID. As of 1:32 PM that day they owned their spread free and clear of the First Bank & Trust of Wyoming.  He grinned at the figure sitting in the truck parked at the curb, waved the paper and yelled, "Yee-haw!"

[100 words]

[There.  ;) ]
 
Title: Re: Trust
Post by: mariez on April 01, 2008, 08:50:01 pm
Thanks for the prompts, cwby!


They lay naked and spread-eagled in the afternoon sunshine on the wide bank of their river, their panting caused by much more than the high altitude.  Trust Ennis to find another way to leave me a puddle of mush, thought Jack.  Ennis just purred beside him, eyes closed, the makings of a smile spreading across his face. 

I second Chrissi's words - there's something about a smiling Ennis - and I love the sound of "their river."  :D

...  He grinned at the figure sitting in the truck parked at the curb, waved the paper and yelled, "Yee-haw!"

[There.  ;) ]

There, indeed. :)  What a happy image.

Thanks again,
Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 01, 2008, 08:58:18 pm
A Sacred Trust

He relived those moments hundreds of times in his dreams, the mere thought of them sustaining him through long days and never-ending nights.  Ennis's face, so childlike in its unguarded relief and happiness, his deep voice – Jack Fuckin' Twist! – so exuberant and free, his crushing embrace so fierce and untamed, his bruising kisses so desperate and raw, his nuzzled whisper so gentle and pure.  Later.

He knew he had been given a gift in those moments, something he'd begun to think he'd only imagined up on Brokeback Mountain. The true Ennis - his and his alone. 

His most sacred trust.

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Title: Re: A Sacred Trust
Post by: cwby30 on April 01, 2008, 11:23:18 pm

Evenin', Marie.

Wow, great! No one else saw the Ennis that Jack knew and saw, so he protected that forever.  How hard for both of them. 

Thanks again.
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 02, 2008, 01:20:41 pm
Happy Wednesday - some prompts for today:


Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 03, 2008, 12:53:38 pm
The Empty Pillow

Lureen gathered her paperwork and looked over at Jack sprawled on the couch.  "Don't think I can keep my eyes open any longer."

"Me neither."  Jack's eyes were glued to the TV, his thumb working the remote control automatically.

"I'm turning in, then…………you coming?"

The channels kept changing.

"Jack?"

"Huh? Oh. In a minute."

She undressed slowly and shivered as she lay down on the cool sheets, knowing the minute would turn into hours.

"Is it too much to expect a little attention once in a while, instead of once every four fucking years?" she whispered.

The empty pillow did not reply.

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Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 03, 2008, 12:57:44 pm
Some random Thursday prompts!


Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 07, 2008, 12:40:46 pm
Blood and Tears

She hadn't had a new dress in years and she'd saved for months to buy this one, checking the rack every time she came into town to make sure it was still there, peeking at the price tag in hopes it would go on sale.  So it was with a sigh of relief and more than a bit of guilt at her self-indulgence that she gathered her package and headed for the door. 

That's when she spotted it – a honey gold and brown checked shirt with buttons the color of his eyes.  He'd never owned a new shirt, only hand-me-downs from his older brother with re-sewn pockets, mismatched buttons, patched elbows and, until he was six or so, bloodstains on the shirtsleeves from their daily fights.  It was an easy decision.

"Excuse me, I just bought this dress, but I'd like to return it and ……"

She smiled as she left the store, imagining how handsome he would look in his new shirt, never knowing that the vision in her mind was the only one she'd ever have.

Four days later, Ennis del Mar wore his first brand new shirt for the first time.  The pockets never used, the brown buttons all alike, the elbows unpatched, and the sleeves free of blood.

They were, instead, covered with tearstains.

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Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 07, 2008, 12:43:26 pm
Hi everyone!  Some Monday prompts to consider:


Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: fernly on April 07, 2008, 09:01:51 pm
Blood and Tears

She hadn't had a new dress in years and she'd saved for months to buy this one, checking the rack every time she came into town to make sure it was still there, peeking at the price tag in hopes it would go on sale.  So it was with a sigh of relief and more than a bit of guilt at her self-indulgence that she gathered her package and headed for the door. 

That's when she spotted it – a honey gold and brown checked shirt with buttons the color of his eyes.  He'd never owned a new shirt, only hand-me-downs from his older brother with re-sewn pockets, mismatched buttons, patched elbows and, until he was six or so, bloodstains on the shirtsleeves from their daily fights.  It was an easy decision.

"Excuse me, I just bought this dress, but I'd like to return it and ……"

She smiled as she left the store, imagining how handsome he would look in his new shirt, never knowing that the vision in her mind was the only one she'd ever have.

Four days later, Ennis del Mar wore his first brand new shirt for the first time.  The pockets never used, the brown buttons all alike, the elbows unpatched, and the sleeves free of blood.

They were, instead, covered with tearstains.

Utterly convincing that it happened, just like that.
Beautiful, and subtle. And resonant in so many ways.
Thank you so much, Marie.
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 09, 2008, 07:33:43 pm
Fern,  thanks so much for your kind words!  I'm glad to hear it sounded believable. 

Speaking of subtle and beautiful, can I hope for another Quicksilver chapter anytime in the near future?   :)

Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 09, 2008, 07:38:10 pm
Modern Man

Alma was brushing her hair when Myrna rushed into the bedroom, locking the door behind her before pulling a magazine from inside her robe.

"Come on!" she bounced down on the bed, giggling softly. "My daddy has a whole slew of these hidden under his work bench.  He'd die if he knew I found them." 

Alma sat down in time to see the words "Modern Man" before Myrna start flipping through the pages.  "What on earth…..?" 

"Well, why do you think I wanted you to sleep over tonight?  You're getting married in a few months and we've got to get you ready!"  Myrna's face was flushed as she nudged her friend.  "There's all kinds of stuff in here about what men, ya know, like."

"Myrna!"  Alma was slightly scandalized, but curious nonetheless and she dared a peek as Myrna flipped through pages.  "Oh my – I'm never gonna look anything like that!"   

Myrna scoffed. "He's a man, isn't he? And according to an article, he's at his sexual peak, so you can just bet he's been spending every night up on that cold mountain dreaming of you" – she raised her eyebrows and gave Alma a meaningful look – "and your wedding night." 

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Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Penthesilea on April 10, 2008, 05:53:02 am
Modern Man

Myrna scoffed. "He's a man, isn't he? And according to an article, he's at his sexual peak, so you can just bet he's been spending every night up on that cold mountain dreaming of you" – she raised her eyebrows and gave Alma a meaningful look – "and your wedding night." 

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One can be wrong.
One can be totally wrong.
And one can be Myrna. (And poor Alma)

Hm. Call me a bad person (and a bad reader, sorry) I find it funny. "At his sexual peak" - indeed  ;D
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 10, 2008, 01:33:26 pm

One can be wrong.
One can be totally wrong.
And one can be Myrna. (And poor Alma)

Hm. Call me a bad person (and a bad reader, sorry) I find it funny. "At his sexual peak" - indeed  ;D

Chrissi, I would never call you a bad person!  And you're an astute reader.  As sad - and pathetic - as it is, there is a bit of my twisted (sorry!) humor in the irony.  Thanks!

Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 10, 2008, 01:34:37 pm
For today, let's try:


Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 14, 2008, 06:43:03 pm
Force of Nature

Preoccupied with watching a drop of sweat make its way slowly down Ennis's throat, Jack reached for the hot skillet, but quickly pulled away.  "Damn!"

Y'alright, bud?"  Ennis frowned as Jack reached for a wet cloth.

Obeying an impulse he didn't stop to question, Ennis leaned over and softly kissed Jack's hand, caressing it with his fingers before wrapping it gently.  Their eyes locked as he lifted his head, and the moment passed quickly; but not before it coursed its way through their veins where it joined all other such moments, and where it would remain.

Unspoken, but treasured nonetheless.

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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 15, 2008, 02:03:36 am
PSYCHIC ENNIS

A Sunday morning in May at the 'Broken Arrow Ranch' 1997.


Ennis looks up from his Sunday paper. "Ya gonna git that....er ya want ma ta?"

"Get what...." Jack replies.

"Phone....whut da ya think Ah meant."

"Phone aint ring'n ... why da ya want me......"

Ringggg.........ringgggggggg


Ennis, furrowing his eyebrows, looks at Jack nodding his head in the direction of the phone on the wall.

Later that same day.

Ennis peeling potatoes looks to Jack. "Jack...ya wanna answer that...hands kinda full."

"Answer what...." Jack looks at Ennis.

Ennis looks back, brows lowered.

"Oh....Ah sure." Jack answered.

"Twist, whut are ya doin' ". Ennis said as Jack reached for the receiver. "Nobody's on the phone....git the door, some one at the door!"

"Don't hear no knocking....no doorb---"

ding-dong

"F---king smart ass!" Jack bellowed over his shoulder.


Next day,  Monday around 1 p.m.


Ennis and Jack are grooming their horses after a morning ride to check fences. Ennis starts to take off toward the road.

"Just where da ya thing yer going in an all fired hurry?" Jack calls to Ennis.

"Git the mail."

"Aint here yet!  Flag's still down."

"Will be by the time I git out there....commin' er whut." As they reached the mailbox the mailman, Pete drove around the corner gently slowing to a stop at the box.

Walkng back as Ennis thumbed through his new 'Liberty Saddle Shop' catalog, Jack speaks. " Ya know Ennis...this sixth sense of yours is startin' ta git on my nerves."

"Sixth...whut?"

" Like just now, the mail...."

"The Mail?....We been her over ten years.....Aint ya never notice when we're at the barn if ya look just over to the east ya can see Pete when he makes that turn by the Keller ranch....been especially easy ta spot since he got that new red Saturn last year. Our place is next is all, can meet up with him if ya leave when ya first see him. That's all it  is Jack....Guess yer not very observant" Ennis smiles to himself.
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Post by: Penthesilea on April 15, 2008, 02:13:05 am
Force of Nature

Liked it Marie!  :-*

Quote
Obeying an impulse he didn't stop to question

Thankfully he didn't stop to think. Ennis has some of his best moments when he acts on impulse :).
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: Penthesilea on April 15, 2008, 02:15:37 am
PHYSIC ENNIS


.....

"The Mail?....We been her over ten years.....Aint ya never notice when were at the barn if ya look just over to the east ya can see Pete when he makes that turn by the Keller ranch....been especially easy ta spot since he got that new red Saturn last year. Our place is next is all, can meet up with him if ya leave when ya first see him. that's all it  is Jack...." Ennis smiles to himself.


Hey Mark, it's great to see you drabbling  :D! This brought a broad smile to my face  :).
(But shouldn't it be "Psychic Ennis" instead of "Physic Ennis"?)
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 16, 2008, 09:42:43 pm
Thankfully he didn't stop to think. Ennis has some of his best moments when he acts on impulse :).

Yep - we really see his beautiful heart in those moments.  :)


PSYCHIC ENNIS
........
 That's all it  is Jack....Guess yer not very observant" Ennis smiles to himself.

LOL!!!  Mark!!  It's great to see you, bud.  I've missed you and your drabbles - I love your vision of J&E.   :)

Marie
Title: Re: Aware
Post by: cwby30 on April 17, 2008, 02:42:15 pm

Ennis could tell when Jack was preoccupied with his own thoughts, after twenty-some years he could read his man's body language from across a corral full of horses under a midnight moon. On impulse, he walked up behind Jack and put his arms around Jack's waist, catching Jack unawares.  Jack leaned back into Ennis with a sigh, knowing he'd have to face things soon enough but knowing it would be easier with Ennis' strong arms backing him up.  Turning in those arms, he put his own around Ennis.  They stood there, each holding onto the best thing in his life. 

[100 words]
Title: Re: Aware
Post by: mariez on April 19, 2008, 09:20:34 am
Ennis could tell when Jack was preoccupied with his own thoughts, after twenty-some years he could read his man's body language from across a corral full of horses under a midnight moon. On impulse, he walked up behind Jack and put his arms around Jack's waist, catching Jack unawares.  Jack leaned back into Ennis with a sigh, knowing he'd have to face things soon enough but knowing it would be easier with Ennis' strong arms backing him up.  Turning in those arms, he put his own around Ennis.  They stood there, each holding onto the best thing in his life. 

[100 words]

Now that's a perfect dozy embrace - really well done, cwby!

Thanks,
Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 19, 2008, 09:23:35 am
Hey everyone!  Some Saturday prompts to consider:


Marie
Title: Re: The Bettermost Drabblefest: Please Join In!
Post by: mariez on April 19, 2008, 03:18:13 pm
Wounded Boys, Tortured Men

The boy was taught to throw the first punch.
The man's taut body was made for fighting.

The boy felt the blows from his father's rage.
The man felt the futility of ever making it right.

The boy saw what a tire iron could do.
The man never stopped seeing it.

The boy's father kept his secrets to himself.
The man's father never came to see him ride.

The boy wanted to be a sophomore.
The man wanted to stay up on the mountain.

The boy was crazy to be anywhere else.
The man just wanted his sweet life anywhere.

The boy learned some things couldn't be fixed.
The man knew he had to stand it.

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Post by: Penthesilea on April 20, 2008, 07:29:36 am
Wounded Boys, Tortured Men

The man never stopped seeing it.

The core of which all the heartache evolved  :(

Liked the whole thing. The form, the confrontation of their experiences. But damn, so sad  :'(.

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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 22, 2008, 02:44:16 pm
SPRING 1990

Home Run Ennis

Ennis is pitching to Matthew, their ranch hand  Andy Collins' oldest son. Jack, Ennis along with Andy are helping his two oldest sons practice for tryouts to a local team. Matthew swings and misses.

"Jack....git up there and show 'em how ta hit." Ennis calls out to Jack.

Jack confidently struts to the plate, take a few swings before Ennis throws. Jack misses the first pitch.

"Come on Jack....thru it right to ya!"

"Don't worry ....git the next one...bring it on Ennis."

Ennis throws...Jack hits a foul, striking the side of barn. "Watch it Jack ....yer a scarin' the horses...hit'n their barn n all"

"Just throw me the ball....hit a homer this time!"

Ennis throws, Jack swings hard, this time hitting a foul to the other side....crash....right thru their kitchen window.

"Thought ya said home run Jack....that wuz more like a hole in one....we's playin' baseball here....not golf!. Gonna be 'xpensive lettin' ya play with us"

"Oh yeah! ....think ya can do better?"

"Damn tootin'...Hand me that bat." Ennis said as he walked to the plate.

"Show him uncle Ennis....you can hit one." Andy's children echoed.

Jack, now on the mound, tosses the ball to   Ennis...six feet to his left. "Standin' right here Jack...can't ya see me?"

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Jack, silent, this time throws way to high. "Only stand six feet Jack...same as you...yer throwin' like I wuz eight. Mebe Andy outta throw."

Andy, now on the mound throws a perfect pitch, Ennis swings, hits the ball hard, making a home run between 1st and 2nd bases."

"Yea uncle Ennis!!!! way to go!!!" Andy's sons cheered on.

"Da I need ta run it er walk it?" Ennis said smugly knowing there was no way to ball could ge retrieved in time to get him out.

Later, practice over for the day, Ennis and Jack walked back to the. "Ennis....gotta hand it to ya...yer really good! Never had time ta play much grown' up."

"Guess I outta be...played on a 'Little league' team fer two years...started when I wuz 11...sponsored by the Riverton Nash Rambler
dealer....they paid fer the uniforms 'n all....picked me up fer practice 'n the games in a brand new Rambler station wagon...took me all the way ta town 'n back."


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Jack turns to Ennis, impressed. "Must have thought a lot of ya ta do all that. Ridin' in a new car 'n all " Jack had never even been in a new car until he was grown and met Lurenne.

"Ah guess...Course had ta give it up when my folks was gone" Ennis looks down.

"How came ya never told me?"

"Don't recall ya ever askin'... Guess a lot ya still don't know 'bout me."

"Ennis I'm sorry ..."

"Whut....?

"You had to give it up.....yer really good!!! Could've  mebe played the big leagues....who knows!"

"Don't know....guess things turn out ok fer me....." Jack looks at Ennis. "Can't see how Ah'd ever meet up with ya on a baseball field....yep...chances of that ....pretty slim.....seem more likely pennys fallin' from the sky 'n runin' in ta ya on a stadium field." Ennis laughing,  slaps Jack on the back. "Come on....ya gotta be sweepin' up that glass on the kitchen floor...better head down ta the hardware store get ah new pane of glass...best git at least two for extra if ya be playin' with us.

As the pair approached the front steps Ennis turned to Jack.  "Jack....now don't ya be worrin' none....we'll git ya playin' real good in no time....you'll be fine....don't mind teachin' ya...you be a big help to those kids....make a baseball player outta you yet!"

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Post by: Penthesilea on April 23, 2008, 01:20:07 am
SPRING 1990

Home Run Ennis



Hi Mark,
I love little every-day stories where they do have that sweet life. Thanks for drabbling. :)


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"Don't know....guess things turn out ok fer me....." Jack looks at Ennis. "Can't see how Ah'd ever meet up with ya on a baseball field....yep...chances of that ....pretty slim.....seem more likely pennys fallin' from the sky 'n runin' in ta ya on a stadium field." Ennis laughing,  slaps Jack on the back.

Aww, that's so sweet. Love how Ennis makes such a poignant declaration combined with good-natured teasing. 8)
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Post by: mariez on April 23, 2008, 07:36:34 am
Hi Mark - I'm with Chrissi.  It's such a pleasure to read your slice-of-sweet-life stories, which always contain true, touching moments wrapped in natural, easy  humor.

As the pair approached the front steps Ennis turned to Jack.  "Jack....now don't ya be worrin' none....we'll git ya playin' real good in no time....you'll be fine....don't mind teachin' ya...you be a big help to those kids....make a baseball player outta you yet!"
 

 :)
Marie
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Post by: mariez on April 23, 2008, 07:42:17 am
Good Morning, all - some Wednesday prompts:


Marie

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Post by: mariez on April 23, 2008, 02:24:28 pm
Those Two Little Words

The words had been his mama's most emphatic agreement and affirmation.  She hadn't used them often – an indication of how rarely she'd had opportunities for enthusiasm – which is why they'd made such an impression on him.

Thinking back, he couldn't remember a time when he'd thought of those words, much less used them – an indication of how rarely he'd had opportunities for enthusiasm in his own life.

But he only had to read the first word on the postcard, "Friend," and those two little words sprang into his mind as naturally as a compass points towards true north.

"you bet."

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100 Words

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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 23, 2008, 04:42:23 pm
 Good Job Mariez!!!! Very nice!!! I cant figure out the quotes right.


Added photo to mine.
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 23, 2008, 06:22:56 pm
September 18th, 1990

A bit sunburned Ennis and Jack step off the plane in Denver uncharacteristically dressed in Hawaiian shirts, khaki shorts and leather sandals. The pair returning from a week in Maui, a trip won in a contest sponsored by a major farm animal vitamin supplier, for guessing the number of vitamin tablets in a large mason jar. Ennis was very proud of the fact he guessed it exactly correct, never failing to point out to Jack that he was off buy more than 400. A lifetime on horses taught both good balance, after a few tries managing to stand up on their rented surfboard without a lesson.  Ennis achieved this first, again pointing out his prowess to Jack, always challenging him that he could ride the longest, venturing out most mornings in their Avis Toyota Corolla wagon in search of the tallest surf. 'Ya like riddin' those waves don'tcha Ennis?' Jack would say. 'Yep....sure do!....but not as much as rid......' Ennis would reply without thinking. 'As much as what ?...what did ya say Ennis?...as much as....'  Huh?..... Damn you Twist!.... ought'a hog tie ya....." On the first day Jack had said 'Gotta get us some of them Aloha shirts...cant be looking like we just stepped off a horse....don't even have us no shorts.' At a shop near the hotel 'How 'bout this one Ennis? see all them palm trees, and leaves in the design." Jack holding out a Tori Richard lawn shirt. 'It's over thirty dollars!...that's to much fer just one shirt!' 'It's ok Ennis...'member we got some spending money from the contest...we got enough.' "Well....all right then...where we gonna wear these back home?' 'Don't know...but we sure get use of of 'm here.' Jack replied picking out three a piece.

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The two retrieve their luggage head out to the old Ford pickup, the one Ennis had long ago given to Andy now an extra vehicle for the ranch, Andy mostly using Jack's truck,  left in the long term parking garage. His old truck fired right up for Ennis as if eager to leave the crowded lot, return to the open space of the ranch to serve a faithful friend. As Ennis merged out onto the highway Jack sitting back in the seat, left leg resting on the transmission tunnel, spoke up. "So there Ennis...did ya like Hawaii?"

"Yep Ah guess....but."

"But  what Ennis?"

"But...Ah guess Ah like it here better......with...you..."

"Was with ya there..." Jack tilting his head west.

"Ah know...just like it here....better......with you....'

Jack looks at Ennis, Ennis looks back then at the road."This...here....with you ....our home....ours..." Ennis can no longer speak.

Jack gently reaches for Ennis's hand, links the fingers together, squeezes tight, rests it on his leg, gazes out the open window at the passing landscape, content. Two cowboys riding the their pickup  in Hawaiian shirts, shorts and sandals returning home from a trip across the sea.



This is a repeat from last summer but I couldn't resist using the picture.

Mark
Title: Re: Baseball and Maui
Post by: cwby30 on April 23, 2008, 08:57:16 pm
Afternoon, JP.

Well, sure enjoyed your last two "short" stories, especially with the pictures.  Hope you keep them coming.  Once in a while I go back and re-read your group of stories about them.  Like "New Years 1983-1984" and "Ennis and Jack in the Knight", and would like to see the rest of "Shirts, Suits & Silver"  [hint, hint ;) ]. 

Thanks again. 
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Post by: mariez on April 29, 2008, 01:10:04 pm
Hey everyone.  Let's try these prompts:


 :)
Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on April 30, 2008, 01:36:07 am
May 1989

3AM

Jack awakes with a start. "Ennis....Wake up...Ennis...." Jack shakes him.

"ZZZzzzzzzzzzz......zzzzzzzzzzzz........zzzzzzz"

"ENNIS!!!....wake up..."

"Whut....whut is it Jack?....If yer gonna say Ah's snorin' again.....you know Ah don't snore...."

"Course not...yer snorin' don't matter ta me......don't think I could sleep witho...."

"Whut?"

"Nothing.....Ennis...had this dream....it was a long time from now....Andy, Rita their kids all gown up....moved away....families of their own...both of them left as well.....some musta happen' ta me....think I was already dead lookin' down on ya....you's here all alone....old....an all...."

"S'alright Jack....wez both here.....were ok...."

"I know but......Ennis....promise me if some happin' ta me ....you ....you won't stay here alone....you'll"

"Twist!....Is there somin' yer not tellin' me?....Yer sick and Ah don't know it?...cause if there is....and ya kept it from....might just kick yer ass ta heaven quicker that ya thought....."

"No....no Ennis I's alright....in the dream you was really old....I just ....wanted...."

"Damn you Jack....gettin' me all upset ....middle o' the night an all......Just go back ta sleep will ya?"  Ennis squeezes his arms around Jack   to make him still. "Shhhhh...."

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In a minute Jacks content even breathing of sleep take over. Wide awake now Ennis looks around their room. 'Damn that Twist....Ah teach him ta wake me up ...gettin' me all upset" He thinks to himself, then smiles. Ennis pokes Jack in the ribs. "Hey Twist....wake up!"

Dazed in sleep Jack responds "What...what is it Ennis"

"Just thought of somethin'....if anythin' ever happen ta ya....might have Scott move in..."

"What!...Who?...Scott?"

"You know Scott from the feed store....tall young man....dark hair....looks ta be real strong fella.......Be a real help here on the ranch.......played baseball fer the high school team...remember when you an me we went ta some of the games..."

"He's what 18, 19...yer 45"

"Same age as ya were when Ah met ya...Yep, think that 'd work out real good....'Sides be older when yer gone...mebe 22...23. ....just when da ya think....."

"Damn you Ennis...."

 Ennis rolls over leaning the back of his head against Jacks chin, takes his arm around his chest." Don't ya worry none...now get some sleep....oh Jack?"

"Yeah Ennis...."

"C'n ya remind me ta do my sit ups in the mornin'? "
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Post by: cwby30 on April 30, 2008, 09:40:21 pm

Riding through the notch in the forested hills, they gazed at the ranch spread across the green valley floor before them.  As a rule, he kept his emotions in check, but not now, not riding up here alone with his one and only. Ours, he thought, with his heart swelling, not bad for a rodeo fuckup and a dirt-poor orphan. Sure am glad I said 'yes, sir' and not 'no way in hell' last time he asked about that sweet life.  Laughing he spurred Cigar Butt and yelled, "Beat ya home!" "Not a chance," Jack yelled back, urging Twister forward. 

[100 words]
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Post by: mariez on April 30, 2008, 09:56:10 pm
May 1989

3AM

Aww, the 3 A.M. "dooms" I call those.  I'm sure glad they have each other when that happens!  :) Thanks, Mark!


Riding through the notch in the forested hills, they gazed at the ranch spread across the green valley floor before them.  As a rule, he kept his emotions in check, but not now, not riding up here alone with his one and only. Ours, he thought, with his heart swelling, not bad for a rodeo fuckup and a dirt-poor orphan. Sure am glad I said 'yes, sir' and not 'no way in hell' last time he asked about that sweet life.  Laughing he spurred Cigar Butt and yelled, "Beat ya home!" "Not a chance," Jack yelled back, urging Twister forward. 

Nicely done, as always, cwby - thanks for the smile!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on April 30, 2008, 09:59:18 pm
No Way

Ennis watched quietly as the foreman's son rolled his eyes at his father and mumbled a reply indicating he'd do things his own way.

Rick shook his head as his son walked off.  "They get that age, think they know better than their old man.  Guess we all did, though, huh?"

Ennis shrugged.  His own father was long dead by the time he'd reached that age, but he couldn't imagine he'd ever have responded with anything other than "Yes, sir" or "No, sir," let alone tell his daddy he was wrong.  Some things you just did not do. 

No way.

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100 Words
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on May 01, 2008, 04:19:55 pm
A Snowy January Morning, 1990

Ennis and Jack have taken a load of firewood to their neighbor, the widow Callahan. Ennis's eyes are open wide at the freshly baked apple pie Mrs. Callahan handed him.

"Sure do thank you ma'am."

"Can't tell you how much I appreciate you boys keeping supplied with wood fer the winter."

"Cut down a whole forest of trees fer one of these pies ma'am." Ennis said.

"You boys got plenty of wood for yourselves on a day like today?"

"Yes ma'am" They both said in unison.

"Now you boys better go home...secure you animals...get inside...by the fire...enjoy your day."

Both Ennis and Jack looked questioningly at  Mrs. Callahan. She  gave a warm smile and  winked."Mr. Callahan and I would enjoy staying in on a day like this....wouldn't waste  it...we were  married 62 years. Now you boys run on home....stay by the fire...ya hear!"

"Yes ma'am." Ennis and Jack echoed as the tipped their hats.

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Post by: cwby30 on May 02, 2008, 03:29:34 pm
Afternoon, jp.

Well, can smell that pie all the way over here!  Good friends, good neighbors after all these years living on the Ranch. And good advice from the Widow Callahan. 

Like your Drabbles about their life, as with the other longer stories you've written.  Recall a series of three or so Drabbles last Fall about a dance. Last I remember, the guys were in the truck heading to the dance.  Any more on that? 

Thanks again. 
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Post by: mariez on May 05, 2008, 12:11:10 pm
Both Ennis and Jack looked questioningly at  Mrs. Callahan. She  gave a warm smile and  winked."Mr. Callahan and I would enjoy staying in on a day like this....wouldn't waste  it...we were  married 62 years. Now you boys run on home....stay by the fire...ya hear!"

Everyone should have a neighbor like Mrs. Callahan.  That was sweet.  Thanks, Mark.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 05, 2008, 12:19:05 pm
Some small prompts to start the week  :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 06, 2008, 02:44:02 pm
Lessons

Sage, Wyoming
1950

He looked over at his older brother who was sleeping soundly, mouth wide open and his bruised jaw wet with drool.  He'd sure got him good – first in the outhouse, then on the stairs, and again before bed.

His daddy had slapped his back, told him he was proud, so why did he feel so bad? He didn't have the words to describe how he'd felt when his small fist connected with K.E.'s jaw after laying in wait, but he did know that when he was done and K.E. was doubled over, sniffling and crying, wiping the blood from his face, he was no longer mad, he was just sad.

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110 Words
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Post by: mariez on May 09, 2008, 12:43:38 pm
Hi everyone!  Let's see if these prompts can inspire some drabbles:


Marie
Title: Re: Scared
Post by: cwby30 on May 09, 2008, 06:19:50 pm

Before he met Jack Twist, he'd always trod the straight and narrow, eyes down, doing his job, no questions, knowing his lot in life, not a rabble rouser unless someone started in on him.  When he met Jack Twist, he'd looked up into deep blue eyes, and saw another life before him, one that scared him. But the thought of life without Jack scared him more.  Their argument last month cut him to the core.   So, it was time to say and do some things that needed saying and doing before one of them kicked the bucket and it would be too late.  He picked up the phone and dialed Childress for the second time in his life. 

[118 words... will take the extra off the next time!]
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Post by: mariez on May 13, 2008, 12:54:57 pm
Before he met Jack Twist, he'd always trod the straight and narrow, eyes down, doing his job, no questions, knowing his lot in life, not a rabble rouser unless someone started in on him.  When he met Jack Twist, he'd looked up into deep blue eyes, and saw another life before him, one that scared him. But the thought of life without Jack scared him more.  Their argument last month cut him to the core.   So, it was time to say and do some things that needed saying and doing before one of them kicked the bucket and it would be too late.  He picked up the phone and dialed Childress for the second time in his life. 

[118 words... will take the extra off the next time!]

Another excellent (and heartbreaking) drabble, cwby!  Thanks (and I don't think there was any "extra", I wouldn't have changed a word  ;))

Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 13, 2008, 12:59:15 pm
Stop, Look, Listen!

Look both ways before crossing the street... don't talk to strangers.... stay on the straight and narrow ….

It seemed Alma was forever reminding the girls of this 'n that; they were even taught such things at school, and truth be told he did his own share of worrying. 

But it also seemed to him that no one had ever had to tell him, he'd learned just by living.  He hoped it would be different for his little girls, because he knew better than most what could happen when you were careless and missed even one curve in a road.

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100 Words
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Post by: mariez on May 13, 2008, 01:04:23 pm
A few more prompts to consider:   :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 14, 2008, 01:54:46 pm
A Friend in Need….

He paced back and forth in front of the telephone booth, the hard sound of the gavel ringing in his ears, with no escape from the stinging indictment he felt so deeply.   He didn't know of anyone in his family who'd ever been divorced – the word alone filled him not only with a sense of shame, but of abject failure. 

Should he call him?  Could he?  What would he say if his wife answered?   He swallowed hard as he dialed, the need to hear the voice of the only true friend he'd ever had overpowering any hesitation. 

Jack would understand. 

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100 Words

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Post by: mariez on May 15, 2008, 01:45:05 pm
And for today .....  :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 16, 2008, 02:01:42 pm
Partiality

There was something about the way she stood that caught his eye.  Jack paused on his way into the store and watched as her gangly arms straightened the boxes of Girl Scout cookies, arranging them into neat stacks on the small card table.  Eyes downcast and sun shining onto her blonde curls, she kept sneaking hopeful peeks at the shoppers who passed by.

"Hi there!  How's business?"

She started, looking up long enough for him to see a pair of soft brown eyes, before she quickly lowered her head again.  "Um, okay….I guess."

"Well, whaddya recommend, honey?"

She couldn't help but relax to the warmth of his grin.  "Um, I like the shortbread." She shrugged and gave the hint of a smile.  "But they're just plain so they're not very popular."

Jack winked as he reached for his wallet.  "I'm partial to 'em myself.  I'll take every box you've got."

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150 Words
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Post by: Penthesilea on May 16, 2008, 04:15:40 pm
Partiality

There was something about the way she stood that caught his eye.  Jack paused on his way into the store and watched as her gangly arms straightened the boxes of Girl Scout cookies, arranging them into neat stacks on the small card table.  Eyes downcast and sun shining onto her blonde curls, she kept sneaking hopeful peeks at the shoppers who passed by.

"Hi there!  How's business?"

She started, looking up long enough for him to see a pair of soft brown eyes, before she quickly lowered her head again.  "Um, okay….I guess."

"Well, whaddya recommend, honey?"

She couldn't help but relax to the warmth of his grin.  "Um, I like the shortbread." She shrugged and gave the hint of a smile.  "But they're just plain so they're not very popular."

Jack winked as he reached for his wallet.  "I'm partial to 'em myself.  I'll take every box you've got."

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150 Words



Oh Marie, that's so damn good. Loved this one, thanks for sharing.
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Post by: mariez on May 19, 2008, 01:19:16 pm
Glad you liked it, Chrissi  :) It felt good to write something a little more upbeat; sometimes I depress myself! LOL!

Let's see what these prompts can do:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 21, 2008, 02:12:08 pm
An Open Gate

May 1983
Lightning Flat, Wyoming

He wiped the sweat from his brow before testing the gate again, adding more oil to the creaking hinges, his heart squeezing with the realization that the only person he wanted to see pass through it never would. 


September 1983
Lightning Flat, Wyoming

…..help his daddy on the ranch for a week fix the gates ….

Mrs. Twist's words came back to him as he closed the gate carefully behind him, the creaking hinges loosening from the post.  He stopped to run one hand gently over the splintered wood, his heart squeezing along with his grip on the paper bag he held in the other.

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100 Words
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Post by: mariez on May 21, 2008, 02:15:17 pm
And for today:   :)


Marie
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Post by: stonebiscuit on May 22, 2008, 02:04:03 am
The snowy slopes swallowed the silhouetted figures only distinguished from the shadows by the dancing embers of thier fire. Ennis rose pensively, his being belonged to the boy on the other side of the burning stones. Kneeling beside Jack together they gazed toward the rippled water. Ennis took the battered harmonica from Jack's lips, his penchant was for his friends touch now, not his serenade. Sharing their lonely love not even the whisping smoke could permeate their embrace.
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Post by: mariez on May 22, 2008, 12:30:36 pm
The snowy slopes swallowed the silhouetted figures only distinguished from the shadows by the dancing embers of thier fire. Ennis rose pensively, his being belonged to the boy on the other side of the burning stones. Kneeling beside Jack together they gazed toward the rippled water. Ennis took the battered harmonica from Jack's lips, his penchant was for his friends touch now, not his serenade. Sharing their lonely love not even the whisping smoke could permeate their embrace.

Nice to meet you, stonebiscuit!    :)  Welcome to Bettermost and to the drabblefest.  This drabble is absolutely beautiful.  Thanks so much for sharing and I lhope to see more!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on May 23, 2008, 01:31:14 pm
Roots

It permeated the air as strongly as the sweet smell of decay and he could sense it even before he got out of his truck, the weight of it growing stronger as he neared the house. 

No matter how big his belt buckle, no matter how far he traveled, no matter how long he stayed away, no matter how many years passed by, no matter how straight his teeth were, and no matter how much money he carried in his wallet, he couldn't seem to escape from it.

Planted early and fed daily, the seeds of failure grow unshakable roots.

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100 Words
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Post by: mariez on May 23, 2008, 01:33:29 pm
Some random prompts for a Friday afternoon:


Marie
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Post by: fernly on May 23, 2008, 11:55:12 pm
Quote from: mariez
Roots

It permeated the air as strongly as the sweet smell of decay and he could sense it even before he got out of his truck, the weight of it growing stronger as he neared the house. 

No matter how big his belt buckle, no matter how far he traveled, no matter how long he stayed away, no matter how many years passed by, no matter how straight his teeth were, and no matter how much money he carried in his wallet, he couldn't seem to escape from it.

Planted early and fed daily, the seeds of failure grow unshakable roots.

Wow.

Thank you. The content is painful to read, and so true to canon.
But how you fit so much into a short space, and the rhythm and pacing of your sentences...
did I already say Wow? :D
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Post by: fernly on May 24, 2008, 10:38:34 am
Quote from: stonebiscuit
The snowy slopes swallowed the silhouetted figures only distinguished from the shadows by the dancing embers of thier fire. Ennis rose pensively, his being belonged to the boy on the other side of the burning stones. Kneeling beside Jack together they gazed toward the rippled water. Ennis took the battered harmonica from Jack's lips, his penchant was for his friends touch now, not his serenade. Sharing their lonely love not even the whisping smoke could permeate their embrace.

Welcome, stonebiscuit! Glad to see you here!
Beautiful drabble.
Very insightful description of how they were so close that not even the smoke from the fire could find its way between them.
Thank you!
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Post by: mariez on May 27, 2008, 06:44:46 pm
Artless Moments

It was perhaps his earliest childhood memory, and without a doubt the happiest.  They'd been picking wild raspberries in the hot July sun, just the two of them, and even though he was past feeling comfortably full, their sweet tartness was irresistible.

When the time came to head home, he'd fallen into a dozy trance, his small bucket swinging gently from his red-stained fingers, and he felt himself being lifted up as she whispered time to hit the hay, cowboy, his face curving into it's natural spot against her neck.  She was humming a familiar tune and the tickling vibrations made him giggle softly, her heart beating reassuringly against him.

He felt protected and wanted, safe and loved, and thought that would surely last forever.

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125 Words
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Post by: stonebiscuit on May 28, 2008, 01:15:48 am
Thanks mariez, fernly :)

Doing Time

Grit under his fingers, always, his sweat mingled with tar dust.
The sun setting, baking the hills. Nursing a warming beer he could taste the raspberry sweetness of his friends lips. Happiness danced in a divine bubble before him.
Rain, pouring over the eves, down the back of his neck, splash, the bubble was gone.
“Come inside, Daddy – you’re getting wet.” Her sweet faced looked up at him.
Rain tears streaking the windows. Inside, the walls swallowed him. Throwing off his shirt, landing on the bed – an alien life form touching down.
Her warmth against him. They drew together, wind throwing the rain against the windows.
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Post by: cwby30 on May 31, 2008, 12:35:16 pm
His actions seemed natural to those who thought they knew him.  Walking along quickly, hardly meeting anyone's eyes, barely smiling when he did, getting his job done efficiently and almost wordlessly.  To the only one who really knew him, his actions were natural.  A splash of Old Spice to cover the scent of the man who had made love to him passionately only last night, his collar pulled up close to cover the mark on his shoulder the shape and color of a raspberry made by that same man, the hard shell which their love strained to break into and out of. 

[102 words]
Title: Re: Scared 2
Post by: cwby30 on May 31, 2008, 01:50:59 pm
One ring.  Two rings.  Three rings. Come on, Jack, pick up. Four rings. “Hello.” “Um…” “Ennis?” “Yeah.” “You okay?” “Umm… No, not really.” “What’s wrong? What happened? You hurt? “Tell me!” Jack’s worry went straight to his soul, finding the one crack in the hard shell, and splitting it wide open.  All the shouldas wouldas couldas, all the fears shames excuses, all the won’ts don’ts can’ts, all Earls Richs daddys, rushing out to confront him, only to evaporate into thin air when they hit the warmth of Jack’s caring.  It left him breathless.

He opened his mouth only to have his through close up with emotion.  His jaw creaked like a rusty hinge on a wayward gate swinging open and closed and open again in the winds of change.  He felt those winds buffeting his heart, felt the change over come him, knew he could never go back to the way they were before. “Jack, I… darlin’… we…” From 937 miles away he felt the emotion coursing through the telephone line, and prayed to the God he had feared for so long that Jack felt the same emotion coursing back. Now or never.

“I wanta be with ya… I want ya with me…  I want what ya want … wherever ya want it…  what I mean is… cowboy, I…” deep breath, del Mar “… luv you.” He knew Jack had a penchant for quick responses, so the silence on the line spoke volumes, told him the meaning of his words had permeated Jack’s normal self.  Jack’s next words confirmed that, pensive, meaningful.  “Had given up hope of ever hearing that from you, ‘specially after…” NO!  His turn to jump in.  “Saw that in yer eyes, felt that in yer hug. Couldn’t stand it, want to fix it, can we?”


[Three Drabbles in one, 299 words overall, Prompts: (1) should, could, would, (2) open, close, creak, (3) pensive, penchant, permeate]
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Post by: mariez on June 02, 2008, 01:32:30 pm
Happiness danced in a divine bubble before him.

Thanks, stonebiscuit.  A divine sentence and drabble. too. 


... the hard shell which their love strained to break into and out of. 

He opened his mouth only to have his through close up with emotion.  His jaw creaked like a rusty hinge on a wayward gate swinging open and closed and open again in the winds of change.  He felt those winds buffeting

Amazing drabbles, cwby.  It's a real pleasure to read such perfectly placed words.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 02, 2008, 01:39:57 pm
Some prompts to start the new month:   :)


Marie
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Post by: stonebiscuit on June 03, 2008, 09:25:03 am
Breathing

Silent air. Teased by rising slopes that surrounded his grassy island. He threw on his windbreaker, took a horse from the barn and galloped recklessly into the night; moonlight streaking the sky above him. Towards the beckoning ranges he was almost flying, the whipping wind clearing his haunted mind.
Lying down in a clearing, the sweet grass filling his nostrils. His bed may be bumpy, but sucking in the stars he was floating.
In the morning light he rose refreshed as if he’d been sleeping on silk. Trotting toward home in the smile of the sunrise, such a beautiful sight for such watery eyes.
Together they had ridden these paths. As careless as two June bugs.
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Post by: fernly on June 03, 2008, 10:21:18 am
Quote from: stonebiscuit
Rain tears streaking the windows. Inside, the walls swallowed him. ....They drew together, wind throwing the rain against the windows.

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Towards the beckoning ranges he was almost flying, the whipping wind clearing his haunted mind....
Together they had ridden these paths. As careless as two June bugs.


Quote from: cwby30
all Earls Richs daddys, rushing out to confront him, only to evaporate into thin air when they hit the warmth of Jack’s caring.  It left him breathless.

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the hard shell which their love strained to break into and out of. 

Gorgeous drabbles, cwby and stonebiscuit. Thank you so much.
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Post by: mariez on June 03, 2008, 01:28:56 pm
Breathing

Silent air. Teased by rising slopes that surrounded his grassy island. He threw on his windbreaker, took a horse from the barn and galloped recklessly into the night; moonlight streaking the sky above him. Towards the beckoning ranges he was almost flying, the whipping wind clearing his haunted mind.
Lying down in a clearing, the sweet grass filling his nostrils. His bed may be bumpy, but sucking in the stars he was floating.
In the morning light he rose refreshed as if he’d been sleeping on silk. Trotting toward home in the smile of the sunrise, such a beautiful sight for such watery eyes.
Together they had ridden these paths. As careless as two June bugs.


Your descriptions are gorgeous, stonebiscuit.  Thanks!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 03, 2008, 01:42:02 pm
Double Talk

"Hmm…they say the June bugs are gonna be worse this year than last."  Ennis laid the paper down and took off his glasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose. 

Jack laughed as he turned the hot dogs on the grill.  "How do they know?"  And who's 'they' anyway?  You're just troublin trouble and you know what I always say, 'Don't trouble trouble till trouble troubles you.'"

"Yeah, yeah, I know.  Been listening to your double talk for enough years, haven't I?"

Jack put the hot dogs on a dish and grabbed a jar from the table, grinning widely as he started scooping.  "Double talk, huh?  Then I guess you know by now that I relish relish."

Ennis shook his head and groaned, suppressing a chuckle.  "Here we go," he thought.

"And I'm also bananas for bananas.  He looked up at Ennis who had burst out laughing by now, and winked.  "But I'm especially nuts for –"

Ennis's reflexes were still uncommonly quick and he had Jack in his arms before he could finish.

"It's a damn good thing I know how to stop yer yammerin," he murmured, rubbing his cheek against Jack's, "cause I sure do love to love ya."

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Post by: fernly on June 03, 2008, 07:56:37 pm
Quote from: mariez
Double Talk

"Hmm…they say the June bugs are gonna be worse this year than last."  Ennis laid the paper down and took off his glasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose. 

Jack laughed as he turned the hot dogs on the grill.  "How do they know?"  And who's 'they' anyway?  You're just troublin trouble and you know what I always say, 'Don't trouble trouble till trouble troubles you.'"

"Yeah, yeah, I know.  Been listening to your double talk for enough years, haven't I?"

Jack put the hot dogs on a dish and grabbed a jar from the table, grinning widely as he started scooping.  "Double talk, huh?  Then I guess you know by now that I relish relish."

Ennis shook his head and groaned, suppressing a chuckle.  "Here we go," he thought.

"And I'm also bananas for bananas.  He looked up at Ennis who had burst out laughing by now, and winked.  "But I'm especially nuts for –"

Ennis's reflexes were still uncommonly quick and he had Jack in his arms before he could finish.

"It's a damn good thing I know how to stop yer yammerin," he murmured, rubbing his cheek against Jack's, "cause I sure do love to love ya."

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Doubly yummy double drabble.:D   Thanks, marie!
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Post by: mariez on June 05, 2008, 01:39:56 pm
Some really random prompts for today .....  :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 09, 2008, 03:43:41 pm
Interjections

As she carried the mail into the kitchen, she kept one ear tuned to the drama being played out in the girls' bedroom, an expert at measuring the level of significance by their inflections, and she was reassured when the "oops" and "uh ohs" and "ouches" remained trivial. 

The pile started to slip from her hands – oops. She hesitated when she saw there was a postcard in the midst of it - Uh Oh.  Holding it gingerly by a corner, she turned it reluctantly to read the words, but her eyes instead went directly to the dreaded signature –

"Jack."

OUCH.

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100 Words
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Post by: stonebiscuit on June 11, 2008, 04:12:50 am
Company

Alma Jnr. messing about in the poky kitchen. Crash.
“Oops, sorry Daddy”…mopping up spilled milk. He could have sat and watched her all day.
The box of a house sealed him in, a claustrophobic coffin.
“Mr. Del Mar?”…a weedy man standing at his door.
“Ah…um, yes”, Ennis shifting dirt from his fingernails, eyes looking past the figure in his doorway out to the blustery plains, “I help you?” the words floated out and into the dusty breeze as if they’d never been spoken.
“This get itself into ma mailbox, was told you lived here so here ya are” handing over the stained envelope.
“Uh oh”, the breeze snapping the paper before Ennis could get a proper hold on it.
The weedy man took off after it down the drive.
“Who’s that Daddy?”, Alma Jnr. simultaneously peering out the window and gazing disapprovingly into her father's cobwebbed closet.
“Neighbour, I guess”.
“Ouch!”
“Sweetie?”
“Daddy this thing’s fulla splinters”.
The weedy man reappeared with the envelope. Ennis turned it over in his hands……A bill.
“Coffee Daddy?”
“You bet”.
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Post by: mariez on June 11, 2008, 01:50:39 pm
Company
“Oops, sorry Daddy”…mopping up spilled milk. He could have sat and watched her all day.

I like this line a lot; there's so much going on within this one drabble and you've conveyed that so well.  Thanks, stonebiscuit.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 11, 2008, 01:51:45 pm
And for today: 



Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 15, 2008, 04:30:50 pm
Fathers and Sons

Jack pulled up in front of the little bungalow with a neatly trimmed lawn and overflowing flowerbeds. "There ya go."

"Thanks for the ride, sir, much appreciated."

"No problem.  Bye now."  He was about to put the truck in gear, but paused to watch as the front door opened and a man with salt-and-pepper hair hurried down the steps, the size of his grin equal to his son's. 

It was the first time he'd ever given a ride to a hitchhiker, but the time spent in conversation with the young man had made the long ride pass quickly and he'd enjoyed the company. As he looked upon the pair, arms slung comfortably over each other's shoulders, laughing together as they climbed the steps, he felt a pang of envy, and more than a little sadness, at the sight of a father and son who were so right with each other. 

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Post by: mariez on June 16, 2008, 12:28:09 pm
Happy Monday, all!  To start the week:


Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on June 17, 2008, 04:55:40 pm
Late sping afternoon, 1991

TALKING SMACK

"Ya otta be careful lookin' inta the mirror so much." Ennis called out to Jack. " Might just crack on ya."

Jack faining hurt."Aw....just want ta be lookon' good for ya."

"Yeah?.....ya cover that mole on yer lip with the mustache of yours....best part of yer mug.....bet I havent seen fer 10 years."

ding-dong

Ya wanna get that Ennis...?  not quite done yet."

"Sure...wouldn't wanna take ya away from that mirror of yours."

Ennis finds Gabby, their ranch hands 5 year old daughter in tears in the doorway.

"Sweetheart..what's wrong honey?" Ennis scopes her up in his arms and sits her down on his lap in a front porch chair.

"You and uncle Jack...said bad words to....each othe.... " Gabby starts to cry.

"Whut?......" Ennis looks at her puzzled. "You mean when I called him a dumb sh....." Ennis catches himself.

"Are....are you mad with uncle Jack?"

"Oh....sweetheart.....oh no....." Ennis put his hands on her face wiping her tears with his thumbs.  "Me an yer uncle Jack aren't mad  darlin'....ya see that just the way we are with each other....we talk like ta another all day long, teasin' 'n all...from when we wake till we go to sleep at night...just our way we say I love you....." Ennis says without hesitation. "Ya don't need ta give it 'nother thought."

"All day?"

"Yep....All day sweetie." Ennis kisses her forehead. "You know sweetheart....when me an yer uncle Jack met...yer mamma and daddy wuz just little babies....no older than yer brother Nathen....That wuz a long long time ago.....we's know one 'nother a long time....we'll always be tagether darlin'.....just like yer mama and daddy."  Gabby looks up at Ennis and smiles. "Feel better now sweetheart?"

"Yes uncle Ennis."

"We better be gittin' ya back ta mama and daddy....HEY TWIST!" Ennis shouts as he stands up. "Ganna take Gabby back to the Collins' ...ya wanna come er what?"

Jack, silent in bare feet, standing invisible behind the old screen door, unable to speak.

"See that baby doll....Your Uncle's to busy combing that hair o' his ta even answer me." Ennis winks a Gabby, smiles, she smiles back. "Ya wanna shoulder ride back sweetheart?"

"Yea.....uncle Ennis!"

Jack looks on as Ennis walks away...little girl playing with his blond locks riding his broad shoulders ...tears rolling down his face.

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Post by: Front-Ranger on June 18, 2008, 10:34:20 am
You really have a gift, friend Mark! That made my day start so finely!! Thank you!

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Post by: mariez on June 18, 2008, 03:02:08 pm

"Me an yer uncle Jack aren't mad  darlin'....ya see that just the way we are with each other....we talk like ta another all day long, teasin' 'n all...from when we wake till we go to sleep at night...just our way we say I love you....." Ennis says without hesitation.

So very, very true!! They always did have their own way of saying that.  Mark, it's great to see you, friend.  Your drabbles always brighten my day!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 18, 2008, 03:04:35 pm
An Essential Truth

Looking back, there wasn't much in his life he took pride in.  His girls were the apples of his eye, of course – and good girls they were – polite and respectful.  Though truth be told, he probably had to give Alma, and maybe just plain luck, most of the credit for that.

But when the words came out of his mouth of their own accord as he looked Jack's father in the eye ….. I’d be proud to….he recognized the essential truth of them at once.

He was damn proud to call Jack Twist his friend, and he always would be.

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Post by: cwby30 on June 20, 2008, 02:00:38 am

"Are....are you mad with uncle Jack?"

"Oh....sweetheart.....oh no....." Ennis put his hands on her face wiping her tears with his thumbs.  "Me an yer uncle Jack aren't mad  darlin'....ya see that just the way we are with each other....we talk like ta another all day long, teasin' 'n all...from when we wake till we go to sleep at night...just our way we say I love you....." Ennis says without hesitation. "Ya don't need ta give it 'nother thought."

"All day?"

"Yep....All day sweetie." Ennis kisses her forehead. "You know sweetheart....when me an yer uncle Jack met...yer mamma and daddy wuz just little babies....no older than yer brother Nathen....That wuz a long long time ago.....we's know one 'nother a long time....we'll always be tagether darlin'.....just like yer mama and daddy."  Gabby looks up at Ennis and smiles. "Feel better now sweetheart?"

"Yes uncle Ennis."


Evenin', jp

Well, short, simple and to the point, that's Ennis.  And like how the kids call them 'uncle', growing up accepting them as together.  Always enjoyable to find one of yours to read.

Thanks again. 
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Post by: mariez on June 27, 2008, 01:18:25 pm
Okay, let's see if we can get something started with these:   :)


Marie
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Post by: stonebiscuit on June 28, 2008, 01:28:31 am
Distance

The girls sat together on one end of the seesaw, ponytails flopping with the gentle up and down motion. Ennis smiled gently from the opposite end. Alma stood quietly in the doorway of the cramped laundry apartment admiring her little family. They were happy, she said to herself, although the image of the man in the red shirt was again on her mind like a rubber band snapping back against a red finger.

A breeze shifted slightly over the grass making it wave to the trees. Aguirre rode across the remains of a campsite, the ground still ashen. He was happy, he said to himself, although the the image of two boys was again on his mind, snapping back like a rubber band against a red finger.
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Post by: fernly on June 28, 2008, 01:47:25 pm
Quote from: jpwagoneer1964
just our way we say I love you....." Ennis says without hesitation. "Ya don't need ta give it 'nother thought."
we'll always be tagether darlin'.....

Oh, if only... Real good to see how it could have been.



Quote from: mariez
But when the words came out of his mouth of their own accord as he looked Jack's father in the eye ….. I’d be proud to….he recognized the essential truth of them at once.

He was damn proud to call Jack Twist his friend, and he always would be.

Thank you so much for illuminating another layer of that scene. Just beautiful.



Quote from: stonebiscuit
Distance

The girls sat together on one end of the seesaw, ponytails flopping with the gentle up and down motion. Ennis smiled gently from the opposite end. Alma stood quietly in the doorway of the cramped laundry apartment admiring her little family. They were happy, she said to herself, although the image of the man in the red shirt was again on her mind like a rubber band snapping back against a red finger.

A breeze shifted slightly over the grass making it wave to the trees. Aguirre rode across the remains of a campsite, the ground still ashen. He was happy, he said to himself, although the the image of two boys was again on his mind, snapping back like a rubber band against a red finger.

Wow.
Pairing those two beautifully imagined scenes sets off such resonances.
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Post by: mariez on June 30, 2008, 03:32:31 pm
Distance

The girls sat together on one end of the seesaw, ponytails flopping with the gentle up and down motion. Ennis smiled gently from the opposite end. Alma stood quietly in the doorway of the cramped laundry apartment admiring her little family. They were happy, she said to herself, although the image of the man in the red shirt was again on her mind like a rubber band snapping back against a red finger.

A breeze shifted slightly over the grass making it wave to the trees. Aguirre rode across the remains of a campsite, the ground still ashen. He was happy, he said to himself, although the the image of two boys was again on his mind, snapping back like a rubber band against a red finger.

stonebiscuit, that is flat-out brilliant.  Wow. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on June 30, 2008, 03:34:04 pm
Let's try these to start the week:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 02, 2008, 02:42:41 pm
Keepsakes

He walked quietly into the dark house after cleaning up by the creek, wet shirt in hand, but when he went to hang it on the hook by the door he saw the fresh wound on his palm, a reminder of how firmly he'd grasped that tire iron.  No matter.  Just a little keepsake of the night.  They'd taken the old bird unawares, kept going until the message was delivered, a lesson he'd already taught his boys.

He'd bring them out to the irrigation ditch tomorrow.  There was one more lesson they needed and he'd make sure they heard it good. 

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100 Words
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Post by: stonebiscuit on July 04, 2008, 11:48:15 pm
Keepsakes

He walked quietly into the dark house after cleaning up by the creek, wet shirt in hand, but when he went to hang it on the hook by the door he saw the fresh wound on his palm, a reminder of how firmly he'd grasped that tire iron.  No matter.  Just a little keepsake of the night.  They'd taken the old bird unawares, kept going until the message was delivered, a lesson he'd already taught his boys.

He'd bring them out to the irrigation ditch tomorrow.  There was one more lesson they needed and he'd make sure they heard it good. 

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100 Words


Eerie words Marie.
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Post by: stonebiscuit on July 05, 2008, 12:16:44 am
Flight

A shirt, blood-soaked cuffs, crumpled upon the wooden chopping block. Sunshine had never filled him with such sorrow.
Ennis, skidding stones across the dribbling creek.
Jack slipped the shirt into his knapsack. And then he was standing outside a forlorn trailer, a scene in his mind as fresh as the snow that had come and gone on their lonely hillside. Watching a boy who didn't want to be watched. His invisible friend now forever etched into his waking thoughts.
Ennis turned around, smiling.
A lone bird swooped toward the creek, brushed the water and then swirled into the sky.
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Post by: mariez on July 07, 2008, 12:35:55 pm
Flight

A shirt, blood-soaked cuffs, crumpled upon the wooden chopping block. Sunshine had never filled him with such sorrow.
Ennis, skidding stones across the dribbling creek.
Jack slipped the shirt into his knapsack. And then he was standing outside a forlorn trailer, a scene in his mind as fresh as the snow that had come and gone on their lonely hillside. Watching a boy who didn't want to be watched. His invisible friend now forever etched into his waking thoughts.
Ennis turned around, smiling.
A lone bird swooped toward the creek, brushed the water and then swirled into the sky.

That just makes me ache.  What gorgeous prose.  Thanks, stonebiscuit.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 07, 2008, 12:36:51 pm
Let's try these for today: 


Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 08, 2008, 01:34:51 pm
So Far But Yet So Near

He didn't remember when he realized that not everyone could see distances so clearly. He knew he never had a problem looking at the blackboard like some other kids, and his daddy said his eyesight made him a good shot, and it didn't matter that looking at books gave him a headache 'cause he'd rather be outside with the horses anyway….

But ever since that day when he'd seen exactly what happened to guys like Earl… the bloody pulp, pieces of burned tomatoes, nose torn down….well, he knew now it wasn't a good thing to see so clearly after all.

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100 Words
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Post by: mariez on July 08, 2008, 01:36:51 pm
Some random Tuesday prompts:   :)


Marie
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Post by: jpwagoneer1964 on July 09, 2008, 02:43:52 pm
SPRING 1989

Ennis's eyes  fixed on the pavement on Colorado I-76 ahead didn't notice as the odometer on his truck went from 49,999.9 to 50,000.0 almost simultaneously with clock on the dash turning 12:00 am. from  11:59. Light traffic in the interstate traveling east, only an occasional semi, only sounds are the hiss of tires on the pavement, distant hum of the motor and  Dwight Yoakam with  'I Sang Dixie' softly on the pickup radio.  Ennis and Jack had spent the day in Denver and had decided to take in a 9:50 showing  'Field of Dreams' at the Cherry Creek Mall.

"Out pretty late tonite ...aren't we Ennis." Jack turned to look at Ennis.

"Guess so...liked the movie...worth it..."

"OK to drive?"

"Sure"

"Not going to be to tired when we git home?" Jack squeezes Ennis's shoulder.

Ennis still looking ahead. ".....ever know me ta be to tired?....." Ennis grinning said under his breath.

"What?"

"Ya heard me..."

"Just most nights by this time yer snorin' yer head off."

"Whut!....me snore....ain't never snored!"

"Ya sure do....sound like a tornado going through the house..."

"Yer the one that snores....must be hearin' yerself....sometimes Ah think one of 'em buldozers ridin' in our room....surprised the windows don't shatter....the noise ya make."

"Ennis.... didn't say I mind....fact is...don't think I could sleep at all....if I didn't have ya there snorin' next ta me." Jack leans toward Ennis.

Ennis silent for a moment then speaks. "...Me..me neither..."

"What's that Ennis?"

"...Ya....ya heard me."
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Post by: Dobie1018 on July 10, 2008, 12:40:26 pm
Eerie words Marie.

Brings me goosebumps, and tears in my eyes  . .
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Post by: stonebiscuit on July 11, 2008, 06:10:23 am
Home

The hills rolled beneath a boy with his dry biscuits and jam. Sheep nestled into the grass around him like sugar on a hot cake. Sipping greedily from his thermos to cool his dry throat, he kicked around a few loose stones. They tumbled recklessly from his perch, scattering the stupid sheep. Sun peered intermittently through bloated clouds. The quiet.
Packing his mule to head back to camp, he found his heart racing now. Even in his drawn, lazy state his body pulsed energy from deep within. And then he rounded the corner and a fire ignited his dulled eyes. The whine of a battered harmonica talking to the still, dark air.
If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting,The appetite may sicken, and so die.

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Post by: mariez on July 11, 2008, 01:35:03 pm
SPRING 1989
...fact is...don't think I could sleep at all....if I didn't have ya there sorin' next ta me." Jack leans toward Ennis.

Ennis silent for a moment then speaks. "...Me..me neither..."

"What's that Ennis?"

"...Ya....ya heard me."

I just love these little slices of sweet life!  And I liked "Field of Dreams" too.  Thanks, Mark!

Home

The hills rolled beneath a boy with his dry biscuits and jam. Sheep nestled into the grass around him like sugar on a hot cake. Sipping greedily from his thermos to cool his dry throat, he kicked around a few loose stones. They tumbled recklessly from his perch, scattering the stupid sheep. Sun peered intermittently through bloated clouds. The quiet.
Packing his mule to head back to camp, he found his heart racing now. Even in his drawn, lazy state his body pulsed energy from deep within. And then he rounded the corner and a fire ignited his dulled eyes. The whine of a battered harmonica talking to the still, dark air.
If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting,The appetite may sicken, and so die.


Pairing "Twelfth Night" and Brokeback  - I love it! Shakespeare is timeless.   Thank you, stonebiscuit!


Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 11, 2008, 01:37:33 pm
Farsighted

Ennis gazed through the window at the westward sky.  "Better go, darlin, there's a storm comin' and I don't want you getting caught in it." 

Junior put her hand on his arm and peeked out.  "I don't see anything."

Ennis nodded slightly.  "It's there, I can see it."

"Okay, okay, just let me leave you some of this soup – hand me your thermos."

"Uh…." He scanned the small trailer.

Junior shook her head in mock exasperation as she turned and saw it on the counter.  "Daddy, I swear, you see things miles away, but miss what's right under your nose."

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Post by: mariez on July 11, 2008, 01:41:09 pm
Let's try these for today:   :)


Marie
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Post by: stonebiscuit on July 15, 2008, 09:01:57 am
Tracks

A bubbling tide erased the horse's prints as they made them, as if the trekkers were floating along the water's edge. The first flying horses.
Jack reached over to rest his hand on Ennis's shoulder almost falling off his horse.
"Always the clown" Ennis's mouth turning a grin that made his eyes dance.
As they were dismounting, a truck passed by in the near distance. Expecting Ennis to freeze, Jack was left gaping when his friend's lips pressed hard onto his own without notice. Laughing now, they fell onto the wet sand, their combined warmth acting against the chill breeze. Ennis ran his hand through Jack's shaggy black hair.
A small boy stood behind a rock, the bottoms of his grey shorts slightly muddied. He discarded his apple core before turning to go home and tell his Daddy about the two men on the beach.
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Post by: fernly on July 17, 2008, 10:41:02 am
last Friday's prompt


Messengers

   Train told him. Crow told him. Watch thrown into his hand, half-broken, shoved into his jacket pocket, told him. And the beat of his own heart, felt clear as day, that echoed back to him when he pulled Jack close, held him between himself and the fire.
      
   Hands, nicked and scarred, told him. Hands that knocked his hat to the ground when a kiss was worth more than fear. Hands that bloodied him to the earth to pay for what was lost to the cold. Hands holding on like a drowning man that grasps and fights the rescuer. Hands that stroked his face, work-roughened skin turned to silk.
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Post by: mariez on July 17, 2008, 02:35:16 pm
Tracks
.. Laughing now, they fell onto the wet sand, their combined warmth acting against the chill breeze. Ennis ran his hand through Jack's shaggy black hair...

What a lovely image.  :) 


last Friday's prompt

Messengers

   Train told him. Crow told him. Watch thrown into his hand, half-broken, shoved into his jacket pocket, told him. And the beat of his own heart, felt clear as day, that echoed back to him when he pulled Jack close, held him between himself and the fire.
      
   Hands, nicked and scarred, told him. Hands that knocked his hat to the ground when a kiss was worth more than fear. Hands that bloodied him to the earth to pay for what was lost to the cold. Hands holding on like a drowning man that grasps and fights the rescuer. Hands that stroked his face, work-roughened skin turned to silk.

Fern, I love this!  There's something so raw and direct and elemental about it, and that's so heartbreakingly apt. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 17, 2008, 02:36:27 pm
A few more prompts:


Marie
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Post by: stonebiscuit on July 18, 2008, 05:41:31 am
Hands that knocked his hat to the ground when a kiss was worth more than fear.

Thats punchy prose fernly!
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Post by: mariez on July 18, 2008, 01:39:10 pm
Freedom from Fear

The calendar was tacked on the bulletin board behind the cash register, a different Norman Rockwell painting displayed each month.  He understood they were supposed to represent "average" Americans, but also understood they'd never represented him or his life.   His mama had tucked him in when he was little, but his daddy?  No way.  The idea of a benevolent father in business clothes, newspaper in hand, was as foreign to him as the man on the moon.

His eyes went to the title, "Freedom from Fear," as he tried, and failed, to imagine a father who gave that particular gift. 

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Post by: mariez on July 18, 2008, 02:03:41 pm
Let's see what these Friday prompts can do:


Marie
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Post by: stonebiscuit on July 18, 2008, 11:26:57 pm
(Thursday prompts)
Wanted

A lone figure, stood silently on a grassy mound, fingers flicking his hefty belt buckle. The open air teased him, carrying the fragmented hoots and cheers of the small crowd gathered at the rodeo ring. He was between rides, groin aching, but he would get back on, one more time.
Sitting atop a bucking bronc, the world slowed for a brief second, the crowd blurring.....and then the clang of the blot releasing the gate and motion returned. Circling, heaving, his concentration was poor this time and in seconds he was biting dust, scrambling to the gate, to safety.
He walked swiftly away from the ring, avoiding stares. Taking off his boots in the stalls a piece of newsprint loosely tacked to a flaky bulletin board caught his eye.

Sheep Herders req. immediate start - Brokeback Mountain.

The battered black tow-truck skidded away from the frail farmhouse. A tear in the old woman's eye. Dad took another sip of coffee and turned back to his paper.
The boy disappeared into the distance.
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Post by: mariez on July 24, 2008, 02:51:11 pm
(Thursday prompts)
Wanted

A lone figure, stood silently on a grassy mound, fingers flicking his hefty belt buckle. The open air teased him, carrying the fragmented hoots and cheers of the small crowd gathered at the rodeo ring. He was between rides, groin aching, but he would get back on, one more time.
Sitting atop a bucking bronc, the world slowed for a brief second, the crowd blurring.....and then the clang of the blot releasing the gate and motion returned. Circling, heaving, his concentration was poor this time and in seconds he was biting dust, scrambling to the gate, to safety.
He walked swiftly away from the ring, avoiding stares. Taking off his boots in the stalls a piece of newsprint loosely tacked to a flaky bulletin board caught his eye.

Sheep Herders req. immediate start - Brokeback Mountain.

The battered black tow-truck skidded away from the frail farmhouse. A tear in the old woman's eye. Dad took another sip of coffee and turned back to his paper.
The boy disappeared into the distance.

Beautifully done, stonebiscuit!  I love getting these "missing moments"  - in this case a prequel of sorts, and very believable. Thanks!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 24, 2008, 02:55:03 pm
From last Friday's prompts:

It's 11 O'clock. Do You Know Where Your Husband Is?

She glanced at her wristwatch   Yep, there they were.  Just like clockwork, the ladies from accounts receivable gathered around the water cooler for their daily dose of gossip – who kept running down to make calls at the corner pay phone, who took their lunch every Friday in Room 9 of the Motel 6 on Highway 287, who was seen in the back booth of a bar down in Quanah.

She smiled to herself as she returned to her adding machine, secure in the knowledge that her husband was on one of his fishing trips with that friend up in Wyoming.   

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Post by: stonebiscuit on July 24, 2008, 11:37:27 pm
From last Friday's prompts:

It's 11 O'clock. Do You Know Where Your Husband Is?

She glanced at her wristwatch   Yep, there they were.  Just like clockwork, the ladies from accounts receivable gathered around the water cooler for their daily dose of gossip – who kept running down to make calls at the corner pay phone, who took their lunch every Friday in Room 9 of the Motel 6 on Highway 287, who was seen in the back booth of a bar down in Quanah.

She smiled to herself as she returned to her adding machine, secure in the knowledge that her husband was on one of his fishing trips with that friend up in Wyoming.   

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I love it Marie - Lureen's journey could fill a movie all of its own.
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Post by: mariez on July 25, 2008, 12:43:55 pm
..... Lureen's journey could fill a movie all of its own.

Yes, so true!  It's fascinating to turn the story a bit and see it from all the different perspectives. 

And on that note, some prompts for today:


Marie
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Post by: stonebiscuit on July 27, 2008, 05:37:17 am
A girl

Sinking down into the frothy tub, the warm water lapping her tired skin like waves over dry sand. Red feet poking through the puffy white clouds at the other end. Water cooling, she pulled herself up and reached for a fraying pink towel. Caught a glimpse of her unmade-up face in the bathroom mirror. Shaking off her wet hair, dripping on the burnt orange carpet. Phone ringing as she tidied crumpled, faded cerulean sheets.
“Cassie speaking”, her voice betraying long hours of empty flirtations.
“So has he called you?”, her friends voice eager, mouth full of something.
Blushing to the empty room “Sure, I mean, I’m sure he will” voice trailing. She continued uttering vacant responses until her friend decided it was time to sign off.
She put out the light, hoped he was thinking of her. Knew he wasn’t.
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Post by: mariez on July 28, 2008, 06:21:54 pm
A girl

Sinking down into the frothy tub, the warm water lapping her tired skin like waves over dry sand. Red feet poking through the puffy white clouds at the other end. Water cooling, she pulled herself up and reached for a fraying pink towel. Caught a glimpse of her unmade-up face in the bathroom mirror. Shaking off her wet hair, dripping on the burnt orange carpet. Phone ringing as she tidied crumpled, faded cerulean sheets.
“Cassie speaking”, her voice betraying long hours of empty flirtations.
“So has he called you?”, her friends voice eager, mouth full of something.
Blushing to the empty room “Sure, I mean, I’m sure he will” voice trailing. She continued uttering vacant responses until her friend decided it was time to sign off.
She put out the light, hoped he was thinking of her. Knew he wasn’t.

Talk about turning the story a bit.  This is excellent, stonebiscuit - and your descriptions are wonderful, as always.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on July 28, 2008, 06:24:41 pm
Yesterday

It seemed like only yesterday that their small bedroom felt homey and lived in, not messy and jumbled.

It seemed like only yesterday that the chair with the missing leg seemed quaint, not sad.

It seemed like only yesterday that the color of the walls seemed light and cheery, not dull and dirty.

It seemed like only yesterday that the red dress was her favorite, not the one she wouldn't ever wear again.

It seemed like only yesterday that her husband was her husband, not a stranger.

It seemed like she hadn't slept in years, but it was only yesterday.

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Post by: stonebiscuit on July 28, 2008, 10:58:51 pm
Yesterday

It seemed like only yesterday that their small bedroom felt homey and lived in, not messy and jumbled.

It seemed like only yesterday that the chair with the missing leg seemed quaint, not sad.

It seemed like only yesterday that the color of the walls seemed light and cheery, not dull and dirty.

It seemed like only yesterday that the red dress was her favorite, not the one she wouldn't ever wear again.

It seemed like only yesterday that her husband was her husband, not a stranger.

It seemed like she hadn't slept in years, but it was only yesterday.

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Crumbled dreams - beautifully melancholy Marie.
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Post by: mariez on July 29, 2008, 01:59:00 pm
Some prompts for a hot summer day!


Marie
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Post by: fernly on August 01, 2008, 09:12:06 pm
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  • Kool-Aid
  • sticky
  • choices

Marie

"sticky" inspired the following...though it didn't make it through the final edit :-\

Broken

   That was maybe the first time, right before Alma Jr. pulled on one jar and sent a couple dozen of them shattering down, so it wasn't until she was heading home that she got mad, that he hadn't kept his word and she was trying to do what she could for the family and he put her in that position at work. At least Monroe was nice about it, and she didn't have to call her sister on top of everything else. But it didn't feel fair, Ennis putting his job before hers, even though she guessed it was, him being her husband. So she backed down with hardly a word.
   Then there was the time when she told him, there it was, the postcard, the first one, and she just told him, just handed him over, and didn't even know it. What if she hadn't? What if somehow she'd known? Or if, just by mistake, she dropped it, lost it in the clutter of everything else. Or if Jr. had pulled it off the table, thrown it away like she was playing a game, helping Mommy clean house. Then nothing, nothing would have broken.
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Post by: Artiste on August 01, 2008, 10:30:54 pm
Interesting ! More to come, please.
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Post by: mariez on August 04, 2008, 03:11:31 pm
"sticky" inspired the following...though it didn't make it through the final edit :-\

Broken

   That was maybe the first time, right before Alma Jr. pulled on one jar and sent a couple dozen of them shattering down, so it wasn't until she was heading home that she got mad, that he hadn't kept his word and she was trying to do what she could for the family and he put her in that position at work. At least Monroe was nice about it, and she didn't have to call her sister on top of everything else. But it didn't feel fair, Ennis putting his job before hers, even though she guessed it was, him being her husband. So she backed down with hardly a word.
   Then there was the time when she told him, there it was, the postcard, the first one, and she just told him, just handed him over, and didn't even know it. What if she hadn't? What if somehow she'd known? Or if, just by mistake, she dropped it, lost it in the clutter of everything else. Or if Jr. had pulled it off the table, thrown it away like she was playing a game, helping Mommy clean house. Then nothing, nothing would have broken.


Wonderful, as always, Fern.  "Not fair" and "broken" describes all their lives, doesn't it?   Thanks.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 04, 2008, 03:14:49 pm
Kool-Aid Smiles

The girls watched the commercial intently as the smiling mom filled everyone's glasses with red Kool-Aid from the smiling pitcher.  She looked like she never got sad, and the smiling dad looked like he never got angry, and the smiling children looked liked they never cried themselves to sleep. 

Junior added up their Kool-Aid points again – it would take a while, but she was determined to collect enough points to send away for that smiling pitcher. A part of her knew that they really didn't need more pitchers in their small apartment; she was really just looking for more smiles. 

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Post by: mariez on August 05, 2008, 01:01:59 pm
Let's see what we can do with these: 


Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 12, 2008, 02:52:36 pm
Slow and Steady Wins the Girl

He kept one eye on their dinner guest all night.  There was a steadiness about him that he'd always approved of and he considered his reticence to be a good thing.  Unlike that fellow his older girl ran with - a crafty one, with all his smooth talking ways.  He saw heartbreak in her future.

But this one seemed a good match for his baby girl, and he took pride in his ability to size a man up, so when Ennis del Mar quietly took him aside and asked for her hand, his answer was fast and firm. "Sure enough."

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Post by: mariez on August 12, 2008, 02:56:14 pm
Looking around for some prompts .....


Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 16, 2008, 05:30:41 pm
Unsaid and Unsayable

The belt buckle was tucked away safely, but he liked to keep this memento on his nightstand.  It wouldn't appear special to most eyes, just a cheap travel mug with the word "Dad" imprinted in big red letters, a long-ago Father's Day gift.  He picked it up for what felt like the hundreth time, breathing in the faint scent of coffee and whiskey that still remained.  How many thousands of miles had it traveled?

He knew it was silly to be jealous of a piece of plastic, but how he had longed to travel those miles with his dad, whose "maybe another time, bud" had been repeated so often he'd finally stopped asking.  He swallowed hard and blinked back tears as his whispered words disappeared into the darkness.  Tell you what, Dad, we could a had a good time together, a fuckin real good time.

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Post by: mariez on August 19, 2008, 02:28:48 pm
A few Tuesday prompts:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 22, 2008, 03:16:24 pm
Still Jack

The rush of emotions came back as quickly as ever, barrelling through his blood system like a freight train, their months apart disappearing in an instant.  But seeing Jack with the heavy mustache and the new set of teeth had thrown him a bit, even the little Texas accent seemed more pronounced than usual. 

"…..goddamn son of a bitch, he's so used to shortchanging folks it just comes naturally to him, but tell you what, if he thinks –"  Jack stopped abruptly as he noticed Ennis's gaze.  "What?"

Ennis shook his head and hid a smile in his coffee cup.  Still Jack.  Thank God.

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Post by: fernly on August 23, 2008, 10:38:09 pm
Long overdue thanks for these wonderful drabbles, Marie.


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Kool-Aid Smiles

...the smiling mom ... looked like she never got sad, and the smiling dad looked like he never got angry, and the smiling children looked liked they never cried themselves to sleep. 

Junior ... knew that they really didn't need more pitchers in their small apartment; she was really just looking for more smiles. 
Makes my heart ache so much for her and Jenny.

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Slow and Steady Wins the Girl

He kept one eye on their dinner guest all night.  There was a steadiness about him that he'd always approved of and he considered his reticence to be a good thing.  Unlike that fellow his older girl ran with - a crafty one, with all his smooth talking ways.  He saw heartbreak in her future.
What an great insight into something we never saw.
And now we watch it knowing he couldn't protect his younger daughter from heartbreak either.

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Unsaid and Unsayable

The belt buckle was tucked away safely, but he liked to keep this memento on his nightstand.  It wouldn't appear special to most eyes, just a cheap travel mug with the word "Dad" imprinted in big red letters, a long-ago Father's Day gift.  He picked it up for what felt like the hundreth time, breathing in the faint scent of coffee and whiskey that still remained.  How many thousands of miles had it traveled?

He knew it was silly to be jealous of a piece of plastic, but how he had longed to travel those miles with his dad, whose "maybe another time, bud" had been repeated so often he'd finally stopped asking.  He swallowed hard and blinked back tears as his whispered words disappeared into the darkness.  Tell you what, Dad, we could a had a good time together, a fuckin real good time.
Perfect. And devastating, on so many levels.

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Still Jack

The rush of emotions came back as quickly as ever, barrelling through his blood system like a freight train, their months apart disappearing in an instant.  But seeing Jack with the heavy mustache and the new set of teeth had thrown him a bit, even the little Texas accent seemed more pronounced than usual. 

"…..goddamn son of a bitch, he's so used to shortchanging folks it just comes naturally to him, but tell you what, if he thinks –"  Jack stopped abruptly as he noticed Ennis's gaze.  "What?"

Ennis shook his head and hid a smile in his coffee cup.  Still Jack.  Thank God.
Very, very cool. :D

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Post by: stonebiscuit on August 25, 2008, 08:15:15 am
Shortchanged

Moonlight streaked across the flaky floorboards. Disturbed, she pulled herself into a sitting position, warm feet hitting the cool floor. She crept toward the door, opening it allowed herself to gaze across the tight hall toward the room. The room she didn’t like to think existed, anymore. A dark cavern of things that could never be known.
She thought of that day, allowed her mind to enter its torrid landscape. She was mending one of his shirts at the kitchen table when her son appeared at the door. He had smiled at her in a distant sort of way before making his way upstairs. As he passed the other side of the table she noticed something hanging from his carry bag, a shirt cuff, stained with something. It had puzzled her, but she had quickly forgotten its brief appearance. That was until a lonely afternoon, a sudden rainstorm was rattling the windows in that room, she went in to close them and noticed something flutter in the corner. She took out the shirts, noticed the cuff, and knew.
He would come tomorrow, the friend. She had replaced the shirts. She wanted him to discover them as she had. Not to be shortchanged.
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Post by: mariez on August 27, 2008, 12:55:10 pm
Always great to see you, Fern.   :)


Shortchanged

Moonlight streaked across the flaky floorboards. Disturbed, she pulled herself into a sitting position, warm feet hitting the cool floor. She crept toward the door, opening it allowed herself to gaze across the tight hall toward the room. The room she didn’t like to think existed, anymore. A dark cavern of things that could never be known.
She thought of that day, allowed her mind to enter its torrid landscape. She was mending one of his shirts at the kitchen table when her son appeared at the door. He had smiled at her in a distant sort of way before making his way upstairs. As he passed the other side of the table she noticed something hanging from his carry bag, a shirt cuff, stained with something. It had puzzled her, but she had quickly forgotten its brief appearance. That was until a lonely afternoon, a sudden rainstorm was rattling the windows in that room, she went in to close them and noticed something flutter in the corner. She took out the shirts, noticed the cuff, and knew.
He would come tomorrow, the friend. She had replaced the shirts. She wanted him to discover them as she had. Not to be shortchanged.


Beautifully written as always, stonebiscuit.  And it fits right in with the "Topic of the Week" up on the Open Forum!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on August 27, 2008, 12:56:25 pm
Some mid-week prompts!


Marie
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Post by: stonebiscuit on August 30, 2008, 01:07:53 am
A Pink Caravan

The house felt almost airless, like a painting. Fitting she thought, feeling like she had watched her life from the outside for an indefinite time now. Her thin shell so easily penetrated, fooled herself into thinking she was strong, knowing the lines on her face reflected not wisdom but waste.
Walking outside, buttoning her coat, hearing that distant voice. So little said, but a lonely lifetime echoed between the lines. The phone call had left her dazed, drifting. Imparting her Jack's sorry tale had become empty words to her, she had no grief to give.
And then she stopped, looking out over the empty field, all save for a pink caravan. She saw the image of her husband's battered body in her mind, almost unrecogizeable. It was how she felt inside. No one need know, the detective had said to her. In a relationship where so much had gone unsaid, what was one more denial. It was for the best. She picked up her shopping bag and quietly entered the store.
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Post by: fernly on August 30, 2008, 09:53:25 am
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A Pink Caravan

The house felt almost airless, like a painting. Fitting she thought, feeling like she had watched her life from the outside for an indefinite time now. Her thin shell so easily penetrated, fooled herself into thinking she was strong, knowing the lines on her face reflected not wisdom but waste.
Walking outside, buttoning her coat, hearing that distant voice. So little said, but a lonely lifetime echoed between the lines. The phone call had left her dazed, drifting. Imparting her Jack's sorry tale had become empty words to her, she had no grief to give.
And then she stopped, looking out over the empty field, all save for a pink caravan. She saw the image of her husband's battered body in her mind, almost unrecogizeable. It was how she felt inside. No one need know, the detective had said to her. In a relationship where so much had gone unsaid, what was one more denial. It was for the best. She picked up her shopping bag and quietly entered the store.

So insightful and beautifully written.
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Post by: Penthesilea on August 31, 2008, 04:44:27 am
Hiya drabblers! :D

Keep on drabbling, I 'll keep on reading. Even if I don't comment very often, I'm still a regular here.

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Post by: mariez on September 03, 2008, 12:14:50 pm
... So little said, but a lonely lifetime echoed between the lines. The phone call had left her dazed, drifting. Imparting her Jack's sorry tale had become empty words to her, she had no grief to give.

This is so very moving and rings so very true.  Wonderful writing - thanks!


Hiya drabblers! :D

Hiya Chrissi!   :D

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 03, 2008, 12:18:55 pm
Brittle Beauty

Beauty is a fragile gift.   Her mama told her that on her 13th birthday when she gave her a pink cosmetic case full of colorful tubes, jars and brushes. Well, fragile she'd never been, she thought, tuning out the incessant chatter coming from the sink next to her while applying another layer of red to her lips and noticing that the harsh overhead light cast an unflattering tone to her bleached blonde hair. 

No, not fragile; but somewhere along the way she'd become as brittle as the mirror that showed her reflection, just waiting to shatter with the slightest push.

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Post by: stonebiscuit on September 06, 2008, 12:48:56 am
.....but somewhere along the way she'd become as brittle as the mirror that showed her reflection, just waiting to shatter with the slightest push.

Great description, she had become almost like a wax figure.
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Post by: mariez on September 11, 2008, 01:05:09 pm
Hey everyone!  Let's see what these prompts can bring:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 14, 2008, 10:36:14 am
Three Brown Bags

1954
"Got us some matching luggage," K.E., barely a teenager, spoke wryly as they stood side by side, each filling a brown paper bag with their meager belongings – with room to spare.

1963
No room to spare, at least not for him.  His sister had married a roughneck and now K.E. was getting hitched.  He folded his checked shirt and placed it in the brown paper bag. 

1983
The shirts properly arranged, he carefully folded the brown paper bag before placing it in the small closet. Despite what a lifetime of frugal living had taught him, this bag would not be used again. 
 
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Post by: mariez on September 16, 2008, 09:45:07 am
A few prompts to consider:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 16, 2008, 07:17:42 pm
Ten People

"Daddy, weren't we gonna get ice cream?"

He started as he realized he'd driven right through town.  But after the shock of seeing Jack drive up and the anguish of watching him drive away, now he was left thinking of those ten people.  The ten people who saw Jack.  The ten people who'd spoken to Jack.  The ten people who knew Jack was looking for him.  More than ten, really, because how many more heard him talking at the ….. gas station?...... post office?….. market ?......

He checked his rear-view mirror.  They could get ice cream in the next town.

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Post by: mariez on September 20, 2008, 11:35:49 am
Hi everyone.  A few Saturday prompts to consider:   :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 22, 2008, 01:00:14 pm
Indestructible

It was funny how just a few spoken words could shoot your airplane out of the sky, or how just a few unspoken words could burst your bubble and crush your dreams. 

But the truth.  Well, that was tough.  Truth wouldn't crash like an airplane or burst like a bubble no matter how much you shot at it or punched it or kicked it.  Truth wouldn't change no matter how much you talked to it or covered it or cajoled it or caressed it …. or denied it.  It would still be there 20 years later. 

Right alongside love.

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Post by: mariez on September 26, 2008, 01:58:32 pm
Let's see what these prompts can bring us:


 :)
Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on September 28, 2008, 07:54:09 am
Hey Marie (and anybody who might still be here),

thanks for keeping this thread alive.
After quite a while, I have a drabble to share. It's 185 words and inspired by last week's prompt "bubble".
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Post by: Penthesilea on September 28, 2008, 07:58:14 am
It was on the fourth day of their trip. They had ridden for a while and seen nothing but some deer and a creek. Then an old, overgrown path appeared, almost not recognizable. Out of curiosity they followed the path.
He saw it first. And the moment he saw it, he knew that was the place. If there may ever be a place for them in the world, this would be it. The old ranchhouse was not more than a log cabin, but  there was a barn and a few stables. It was clear that the place hadn't been used for some years, but it was far from falling down. With some work it could be brought back into shape.
He was sure it would be cheap, being so far out and abandoned for a while.

He looked at his friend's face.

And the bubble burst.

Jack would go crazy in a place like this, hidden in the woods, nobody ever coming by, no stores and fancy clothes, no shiny new pickups and nobody to talk to except a run-down ranch hand like himself.




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Post by: mariez on September 28, 2008, 11:52:05 am
It was on the fourth day of their trip. They had ridden for a while and seen nothing but some deer and a creek. Then an old, overgrown path appeared, almost not recognizable. Out of curiosity they followed the path.
He saw it first. And the moment he saw it, he knew that was the place. If there may ever be a place for them in the world, this would be it. The old ranchhouse was not more than a log cabin, but  there was a barn and a few stables. It was clear that the place hadn't been used for some years, but it was far from falling down. With some work it could be brought back into shape.
He was sure it would be cheap, being so far out and abandoned for a while.

He looked at his friend's face.

And the bubble burst.

Jack would go crazy in a place like this, hidden in the woods, nobody ever coming by, no stores and fancy clothes, no shiny new pickups and nobody to talk to except a run-down ranch hand like himself.

Hey Chrissi - great to see you here and drabbling.  This is just so damn good on so many levels, and especially in the way you did this kind of 180 degree turn.  It's so damn truthful it makes me want to cry.  And the picture is just gorgeous - so poignant. 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on September 29, 2008, 01:06:04 am
Hey Chrissi - great to see you here and drabbling.  This is just so damn good on so many levels, and especially in the way you did this kind of 180 degree turn.  It's so damn truthful it makes me want to cry.  And the picture is just gorgeous - so poignant. 

Thanks,
Marie

Marie, (my name is also Marie) I just want you to know that I've enjoyed the drabblefest for years, but I've only contributed once.  I'm glad you're keeping up the amazing work.  You all are just so talented.  I get such a warm feeling whenever I read your drabbles!  Wonderful!
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Post by: mariez on September 29, 2008, 01:21:37 pm
Marie, (my name is also Marie) I just want you to know that I've enjoyed the drabblefest for years, but I've only contributed once.  I'm glad you're keeping up the amazing work.  You all are just so talented.  I get such a warm feeling whenever I read your drabbles!  Wonderful!

I didn't know we had another Marie here - that's great.  Nice to meet you, Marie, and thanks for the kind words.  I like to think that anyone who stops by and reads is contributing so thanks for that, too!   :)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on September 29, 2008, 01:23:40 pm
In Common

Common courtesy compelled her to keep talking, to tell him that yes, Jack's folks still lived in Lightning Flat and that she supposed they'd appreciate a call.  Meanwhile, common sense was shifting all of the pieces into place …. how he'd called Brokeback Mountain "his place," the wistful look he'd gotten when talking about it… wanting his ashes scattered up there.   But mostly it was the voice on the other end of the line falling irreversibly through the wire.  A voice that was suffused with sadness, tinged with anger, and steeped in regret. 

A perfect mirror of her own feelings. 

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Post by: August7th on September 29, 2008, 08:46:14 pm
Hello --  I'm new to this forum and new to writing drabbles, but I've really enjoyed reading what has been posted and thought I'd try my hand at it.

The following is in response to the prompts: bubble; crash; Great Depression.

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"Granddaddy, were you alive during the Great Depression?"

"Yes siree, Bobby."

"Teacher told us about the stock market crash, but I'm kinda confused. Why'd it happen?"

"Good question, boy. You need to start understanding business if you're a gonna take over Newsome Farm Machinery one day. The best way to think of the crash is that people got too optimistic. Thought that the good times had come to stay, when really they were just sittin' on a big bubble that was bound to burst."

L.D. droned on, but Jack stopped listening. Knew only too well what he meant.
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Post by: August7th on September 29, 2008, 08:54:18 pm
In response to prompts: common sense; common courtesy; common practice.

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It was common practice for her to make the offer. When someone visits your home, it's merely common courtesy to ask. But he declined the cherry cake, and she had common sense enough not to push the matter. It had been months since she herself had felt much like eating.
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Post by: mariez on September 29, 2008, 10:06:37 pm
Hello --  I'm new to this forum and new to writing drabbles, but I've really enjoyed reading what has been posted and thought I'd try my hand at it.

Welcome to Bettermost and to the Drabblefes, August7th - it's great to have you here!  :)

...L.D. droned on, but Jack stopped listening. Knew only too well what he meant.

What a great use of the prompts - and a terrific drabble.  So sad and true.

It was common practice for her to make the offer. When someone visits your home, it's merely common courtesy to ask. But he declined the cherry cake, and she had common sense enough not to push the matter. It had been months since she herself had felt much like eating.

Another beautifully poignant drabble, August7th; you sure said a lot with a few well chosen words.  Thanks for sharing and hope to see more from you!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 02, 2008, 01:30:59 pm
Okay, I've been asking myself "Why?" a lot today, so....


Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on October 03, 2008, 01:00:46 pm
Hey Chrissi - great to see you here and drabbling.  This is just so damn good on so many levels, and especially in the way you did this kind of 180 degree turn.  It's so damn truthful it makes me want to cry.  And the picture is just gorgeous - so poignant. 

Thanks,
Marie

Hey Marie,
thanks so much for your sweet FB. Makes me ashamed of the fact that I'm  such a bad (read: rare) commenter. But be assured that I read and enjoy the drabbles in here.  :-*
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Post by: mariez on October 03, 2008, 01:14:52 pm
The Old Man

1953

His favorite of all the stories his mama told him was Old Man Coyote and His Many Voices.  Old Man Coyote's howling and yelping could sound like a crowd of coyotes and could mean many things.  He could be letting the other coyotes know where he was, he could be angry, he could be playful, or he could be giving a warning that danger was near…

As he heard the high quavering sounds in the distance he pictured yet again what his daddy had shown him that day: the old man he used to see in town turned into a bloody pulp without a nose.

He clutched his covers tightly and stared into the darkness, wondering what the Old Man was telling him. 


1983

It was unusual for the howling to wake him, and he could see that Jack was still sound asleep, oblivious to the high quavering sounds in the distance that, this night, called up for him so clearly the image that never completely left him: the old man he used to see in town turned into a bloody pulp without a nose.

He clutched Jack tightly and stared into the darkness, wondering what the Old Man was telling him. 

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Note to Chrissi:  No reason to feel bad - please don't.   :)
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Post by: August7th on October 06, 2008, 01:20:44 pm
In response to the prompts: yokel; yucca; and yelp.
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Damn, but it was good to get out of that house for a while, he thought. Out here there was nothing but him, the horse, the dog, and brush interspersed with yucca as far as the eye could see. No noise but the wind and an occasional yelp from the dog when they spooked a jackrabbit.

How did things get so fuckin’ complicated, he wondered. He liked Lureen a lot; they’d had some real good times together. And he certainly liked her daddy’s money. But, since the baby was born, she hardly had interest in anything else. Plus, her parents were constantly underfoot, spoiling the baby and looking down their noses at their yokel son-in-law. As for the baby, he really didn’t know quite what to make of him. Cute, smiled a lot; cried a lot too. Frankly, he didn’t feel as excited about being a father as people seemed to expect he should.

Last night, the baby’s crying had woke him from a dream about Ennis Del Mar. Out of the blue that dream; hadn’t had one in a while. His mama said that dreams sometimes were messages from God. Well, he doubted God had much to do with the likes of last night’s dream. But it had got him thinking. Maybe he should try to drop Ennis a line. He’d been thinking about going up to Wyoming to see the folks. Maybe he and Ennis could get together for a beer . . . or something.
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Post by: mariez on October 08, 2008, 01:10:21 pm
In response to the prompts: yokel; yucca; and yelp.
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Damn, but it was good to get out of that house for a while, he thought. Out here there was nothing but him, the horse, the dog, and brush interspersed with yucca as far as the eye could see. No noise but the wind and an occasional yelp from the dog when they spooked a jackrabbit.

How did things get so fuckin’ complicated, he wondered. He liked Lureen a lot; they’d had some real good times together. And he certainly liked her daddy’s money. But, since the baby was born, she hardly had interest in anything else. Plus, her parents were constantly underfoot, spoiling the baby and looking down their noses at their yokel son-in-law. As for the baby, he really didn’t know quite what to make of him. Cute, smiled a lot; cried a lot too. Frankly, he didn’t feel as excited about being a father as people seemed to expect he should.

Last night, the baby’s crying had woke him from a dream about Ennis Del Mar. Out of the blue that dream; hadn’t had one in a while. His mama said that dreams sometimes were messages from God. Well, he doubted God had much to do with the likes of last night’s dream. But it had got him thinking. Maybe he should try to drop Ennis a line. He’d been thinking about going up to Wyoming to see the folks. Maybe he and Ennis could get together for a beer . . . or something.


August, Jack's voice here is pitch perfect - thanks!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 08, 2008, 01:11:44 pm
Some hump day prompts:   :)


Marie
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Post by: August7th on October 08, 2008, 03:45:21 pm
August, Jack's voice here is pitch perfect - thanks!

Marie

Thanks for the positive review, Marie. And thanks for keeping this thread going by posting the prompts!

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Post by: mariez on October 10, 2008, 05:33:50 pm
Melting Away

It was the best stew he'd ever eaten, hot and hearty, and the biscuits melted in his mouth.  The lavender sky was disappearing into the dark and the chill was falling around them, but their fire was warm as it crackled in the wind, and he could smell the sweet, cold mountain air …..

"You like it, then?"

Alma's voice broke his reverie, and he started a bit, opening his eyes to see her smiling at him with the hopeful look of a young bride.

He forced his own smile and nodded, swallowing hard as the biscuits turned to stone.

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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on October 13, 2008, 01:14:39 am
Melting Away

It was the best stew he'd ever eaten, hot and hearty, and the biscuits melted in his mouth.  The lavender sky was disappearing into the dark and the chill was falling around them, but their fire was warm as it crackled in the wind, and he could smell the sweet, cold mountain air …..

"You like it, then?"

Alma's voice broke his reverie, and he started a bit, opening his eyes to see her smiling at him with the hopeful look of a young bride.

He forced his own smile and nodded, swallowing hard as the biscuits turned to stone.

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Beautiful, so beautiful!  I can smell the stew, feel the cold air descending.  Your writing is always so descriptive.  You're very gifted, Marie!
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Post by: mariez on October 14, 2008, 01:52:28 pm
You're too kind, Marie!  Thank you...  :)


Okay, here are a few phrases to ponder:


Marie
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Post by: stonebiscuit on October 15, 2008, 02:18:44 am
High & Dry

The grey sky had turned the trailer into a dark cavern. His large hand swallowed the hole punch as he restlessly drove the spikes through the holes. He was ganna take it easy today, finish off some lagging paper work before heading down to the bar for a few quiet drinks with mates. But his mind turned like the blades of the fan swinging from the ceiling like a metallic monkey.
Heading out to his truck he gazed over in the direction of the mountain, it's peak spot lit by a small gap in the clouds. The radio blared as he turned the ignition, promptly switched it off, the twanging guitar only conflicting with his turning thoughts today.
Picking up his horse at the jump-off, he had a uncomfortable feeling, the trees before him momentarily blurring into a green haze. Almost turning around he was drawn on by an invisible hand, his hunger unsatisfied.
He galloped along the main track before pulling onto a ridge above the camp where he knew the boys should be. Slowing to a trot he reached into the saddle carry bag for his binoculars. The campsite was deserted, but the wind carried voices up to his lonely perch. He turned his attention to a clearing just in time to see two shirtless figures buttoning up their pants.
Just in time.
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Post by: mariez on October 16, 2008, 03:33:06 pm
High & Dry

The grey sky had turned the trailer into a dark cavern. His large hand swallowed the hole punch as he restlessly drove the spikes through the holes. He was ganna take it easy today, finish off some lagging paper work before heading down to the bar for a few quiet drinks with mates. But his mind turned like the blades of the fan swinging from the ceiling like a metallic monkey.
Heading out to his truck he gazed over in the direction of the mountain, it's peak spot lit by a small gap in the clouds. The radio blared as he turned the ignition, promptly switched it off, the twanging guitar only conflicting with his turning thoughts today.
Picking up his horse at the jump-off, he had a uncomfortable feeling, the trees before him momentarily blurring into a green haze. Almost turning around he was drawn on by an invisible hand, his hunger unsatisfied.
He galloped along the main track before pulling onto a ridge above the camp where he knew the boys should be. Slowing to a trot he reached into the saddle carry bag for his binoculars. The campsite was deserted, but the wind carried voices up to his lonely perch. He turned his attention to a clearing just in time to see two shirtless figures buttoning up their pants.
Just in time.

The atmosphere you paint is so evocative, stonebiscuit - and this blends so well into the story.  Thank you!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 16, 2008, 03:36:10 pm
The Summer of His Discontent

He was having one for the road when they walked in - the dark haired one leading the way, the other clutching a paper sack, eyes on the floor.  He listened in a bit, heard they were working for that hard-ass Aguirre, and the memories came back quickly …

…froze his ass off at night, the sheep stench about killed him, and he still couldn't look at a can of beans…he'd kept hoping something would happen to bring him down early, but no such luck….

Worst summer of his life. Those boys had no idea what they were getting into.

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Post by: mariez on October 16, 2008, 03:38:26 pm
He took the drink, the last one for the road.  The same road that night after night he walked to his lonely, empty house.  The same thought always occurred to him when he approached his back door:  "They're all gone, and they ain't commin' back."

Inside the bare bulb lit kitchen he pour what really is the last one for the road.

Scott!  Wonderful to see you!  :)  I see that your writing is as beautiful and as moving as ever...

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 21, 2008, 02:22:45 pm
Let's try some "sound" prompts for a change  :)


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on October 22, 2008, 12:47:28 am


    So beautiful, and sad Scott.  Life can just be a bitch..
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Post by: mariez on October 22, 2008, 01:34:42 pm
"So be it Daddy", she said....

I'm glad she won't just "let be."  This is wonderful, Scott.  Thank you.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 22, 2008, 01:36:37 pm
Whistling in the Wind

She'd thanked Kurt's aunt politely – Such a lovely gift! We'll use it often! – but knew she'd never take it out of the box. 

Because for her, the sound of a whistling teapot wasn't homey or soothing. It didn't conjure images of cozy afternoons sipping fragrant tea and eating warm, homemade cookies; but, rather, of a young wife and mother staring blankly ahead with red-rimmed eyes as the pressure built, the steam rose, and the whistle shrieked louder and louder, sounding an alarm too late. 

The storm had already blown in from the south and nothing would ever be the same.

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Post by: mariez on October 22, 2008, 01:41:07 pm
Some random prompts for today:


Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on October 23, 2008, 11:16:37 am
Hiya,
as ususal, I'm a prompt late ;). Took the banging door and ran with it.


Edit:  Ooops. I just see the promt was a door opening, not banging. ::) :laugh:



Marie, I loved this one:
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The Summer of His Discontent
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Worst summer of his life. Those boys had no idea what they were getting into.

Well, true ;D. Like the irony of the double cluelessness
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Post by: Penthesilea on October 23, 2008, 11:18:16 am

The banging door was the last he had heard from his son, three days ago. Bobby had been suspicious ever since Ennis and he had moved to the ranch. At his last visit, it was time to lay all cards on the table when Bobby had asked him right away if they were gay.
His boy was 23 now, not even a boy anymore. Ennis had thrown a fit, but what else could he have said than yes?

The ringing of the phone interrupted his glum thoughts. It was Bobby.

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Post by: August7th on October 23, 2008, 05:54:34 pm
This is in response to the prompts: anonymous, unanimous, and magnanimous.
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She thought that she had been damn magnanimous in inviting him to Thanksgiving dinner. Of course she’d done it for the girls, who might argue about other things but were unanimous in loving their father and wanting to see him. She resented it sometimes, but couldn’t really blame them. As neglectful as he could be of them, he always showed them that he loved them. But not her. He’d stopped loving her, probably never loved her. Just being around him made her feel slightly anonymous, like she was fading into the wallpaper. Guess that’s why she’d lashed out at him, thrown Jack Nasty in his face. He’d had to pay attention to her then.
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Post by: mariez on October 29, 2008, 02:58:39 pm
The banging door was the last he had heard from his son, three days ago. Bobby had been suspicious ever since Ennis and he had moved to the ranch. At his last visit, it was time to lay all cards on the table when Bobby had asked him right away if they were gay.
His boy was 23 now, not even a boy anymore. Ennis had thrown a fit, but what else could he have said than yes?

The ringing of the phone interrupted his glum thoughts. It was Bobby.

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Nice, hopeful visit to the au world, Chrissi!  (And I like banging door better than just a door opening  :) )

This is in response to the prompts: anonymous, unanimous, and magnanimous.
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She thought that she had been damn magnanimous in inviting him to Thanksgiving dinner. Of course she’d done it for the girls, who might argue about other things but were unanimous in loving their father and wanting to see him. She resented it sometimes, but couldn’t really blame them. As neglectful as he could be of them, he always showed them that he loved them. But not her. He’d stopped loving her, probably never loved her. Just being around him made her feel slightly anonymous, like she was fading into the wallpaper. Guess that’s why she’d lashed out at him, thrown Jack Nasty in his face. He’d had to pay attention to her then.


Terrific use of the prompts, August - and very insightful!

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on October 29, 2008, 02:59:34 pm
Some late October prompts:


Marie
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on November 03, 2008, 03:50:11 am

Trick or Treat


Thursday, October 31, 1985
7:03 p.m.




“Boo!”

“Fuuuck!  Jack!  Dammit!  Scared the shit outa me!  What the fuck you doin’ back there!” 

“Waitin’ on the trick-or-treaters.”  Jack chuckled, taking another swig of his warm cider

Ennis stomped across the porch, autumn leaves crackling beneath his angry boots.  “Aint we s’posed to be givin’ ‘em candy or somethin’?”   

“Yep, doin’ that too.”  Jack motioned to the bowl of treats by his side.   

“Can I scare the next one that comes by?”  Ennis hunkered down next to Jack.

“Sure.  You’re scary enough without even tryin.’ ” 

“Keep that up, you aint gonna get no treat tonight.” 

Jack snorted.   

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Post by: mariez on November 03, 2008, 01:49:29 pm

Trick or Treat


Thursday, October 31, 1985
7:03 p.m.




“Boo!”

“Fuuuck!  Jack!  Dammit!  Scared the shit outa me!  What the fuck you doin’ back there!” 

“Waitin’ on the trick-or-treaters.”  Jack chuckled, taking another swig of his warm cider

Ennis stomped across the porch, autumn leaves crackling beneath his angry boots.  “Aint we s’posed to be givin’ ‘em candy or somethin’?”   

“Yep, doin’ that too.”  Jack motioned to the bowl of treats by his side.   

“Can I scare the next one who comes by?”  Ennis hunkered down next to Jack.

“Sure.  You’re scary enough without even tryin.’ ” 

“Keep that up, you aint gonna get no treat tonight.” 

Jack snorted.   

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Cristine!!!!! :D  I'm so happy to see you! These two little naughty boys just made my day!  :laugh:  Thanks! (and I took special note that it was exactly 7:03 p.m  - hee hee!)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 07, 2008, 01:51:21 pm
Okay, let's see what these prompts can inspire  :)


Marie
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on November 09, 2008, 01:33:08 pm
Cristine!!!!! :D  I'm so happy to see you! These two little naughty boys just made my day!  :laugh:  Thanks! (and I took special note that it was exactly 7:03 p.m  - hee hee!)

Marie

Marie!!!  Good to see you too.   It was nice to pop in here and see that you still have things going.    :)   

And I knew you'd notice the time in my drabble.   ;)   hehehe   
No matter how many months pass, some things still remain the same whenever I write about our guys.    ;)

Hugs,

C* 
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on November 09, 2008, 06:56:30 pm
Awareness



Thursday, November 7, 1985
4:53 p.m.



Jack always felt at loose ends this time of year, something about November that made his blood run a bit colder, and it wasn’t from the wind whipping through his worn coat. 

No, there was something about the time of year that caused a winding down to his heartbeat, a slowing, as if his fate could have been tragically different if he’d lingered much longer in the wrong place.   

So linger he didn’t, pulling his coat tighter, and finishing the trek back to the house to find the only person who could administer the heating up he so thoroughly needed.   

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Post by: mariez on November 10, 2008, 01:39:43 pm
He tied the loose ends of the strings that held the package together. An odd package it was, and precious all the same: a small box wrapped in pale blue denim.

The meadow was the same.  If he listened quietly he could the sounds of two boys playing on the long incline to the top of the crest in the meadow.  The stream was the same.  If he closed his eyes he could see the shape of a man washing his clothes in the cool, running waters.  The bridge was the same, and it was here he  needed to be.

He  knelt on the bridge and reached down with the package in his hands.  He gently let it fall into the water.  The current carried it quickly out of sight.  He walked back to the meadow to listen for the boys again.

Scott, I love the image of the bridge.  And look at the time you posted this - 10 minutes after the prompts! It's amazing that you came up with something so profound and beautiful so quickly! Thanks.

Awareness



Thursday, November 7, 1985
4:53 p.m.



Jack always felt at loose ends this time of year, something about November that made his blood run a bit colder, and it wasn’t from the wind whipping through his worn coat. 

No, there was something about the time of year that caused a winding down to his heartbeat, a slowing, as if his fate could have been tragically different if he’d lingered much longer in the wrong place.   

So linger he didn’t, pulling his coat tighter, and finishing the trek back to the house to find the only person who could administer the heating up he so thoroughly needed.   

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You know, I always feel at loose ends this time of year, too - but this made me feel so good!  J&E are both in the right place and all is right with the world.  Great to see you spinning your magic, C!  :)

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 10, 2008, 01:42:35 pm
Loose Ends

One thing about mama, she don't put things off and she hates loose ends. Tie 'em up, piece 'em together, get it over with, move on.  So it didn't surprise me when she started packing up Daddy's things so soon, biting her lip and wiping away tears, but not stopping till she was done.

I guess I'm more like Daddy.  I'm not real organized and I don't mind loose ends.  They give me some hope that things can always change.  And that's how I want to remember him -- the way he looked when he still had hope in his eyes.

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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on November 12, 2008, 11:50:24 pm
Loose Ends

One thing about mama, she don't put things off and she hates loose ends. Tie 'em up, piece 'em together, get it over with, move on.  So it didn't surprise me when she started packing up Daddy's things so soon, biting her lip and wiping away tears, but not stopping till she was done.

I guess I'm more like Daddy.  I'm not real organized and I don't mind loose ends.  They give me some hope that things can always change.  And that's how I want to remember him -- the way he looked when he still had hope in his eyes.

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Marie,

Sad, yet beautiful and poignant.   
I sure have missed your drabbles. 
I've been away too long.    :)

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Post by: stonebiscuit on November 13, 2008, 07:00:35 am
Unwritten

Racing toward the small apartment over the laundry, the inside of his chest felt like it would explode, heating up with every turn of the clock. Pulling in to the small gravel iced parking lot, his eyes widening when they set upon the handsome figure at the top of the stairs.
Ennis's surging embrace left him spinning. Ennis wondered if they'd been seen.

The news of his friend's divorce had sent him into an earth bound ecstasy - their future together could finally be realised, things could finally pan out the way the should be, were meant to be. Ennis's lonely eyes drew him in, but he couldn't dwell in his paradise, a happy ending the treat of only his imaginings, how silly had he been? The truck passing in the distance made Ennis feel ill.

Carefully folding his daughter's sweater, he saw things as he had not before. The energy that had existed between them. He could never cover all the loose ends. Now they were all he had.
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Post by: mariez on November 14, 2008, 01:09:09 pm
Unwritten
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He could never cover all the loose ends. Now they were all he had.

That is some powerful writing, stonebiscuit.  Thank you.

Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 14, 2008, 01:10:09 pm
Some dreary Friday prompts:


Marie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on November 14, 2008, 01:50:23 pm



     He was always afraid of the sweet life with Jack.  He always thought of the doom and gloom it seemed to present.
Jack always told him that '' he was afraid of his own shadow.''  He knew that to be somewhat true.  But the way his
life had gone, it was like dragging around a ball and chain.  He felt like a prisoner in his own body.  In his own mind, and
in his own ideas. 
    Finally; after all this time, he knew that he would never see hide nor hair of Jack again.  He had missed his chance.
It was too late now.  That time is gone forever.  In his minds eye, he could still see those big red letters.  DECEASED!


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Post by: mariez on November 16, 2008, 09:39:24 pm


     He was always afraid of the sweet life with Jack.  He always thought of the doom and gloom it seemed to present.
Jack always told him that '' he was afraid of his own shadow.''  He knew that to be somewhat true.  But the way his
life had gone, it was like dragging around a ball and chain.  He felt like a prisoner in his own body.  In his own mind, and
in his own ideas. 
    Finally; after all this time, he knew that he would never see hide nor hair of Jack again.  He had missed his chance.
It was too late now.  That time is gone forever.  In his minds eye, he could still see those big red letters.  DECEASED!


118 wds;

Janice, it's so exciting to see you drabbling!   :)  I especially like how you used "ball and chain" - so poignant.  Great job.  Thanks!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on November 16, 2008, 09:41:13 pm
Off the Beaten Path

He'd worn a path from the kitchen to the front door, imagining that every creak in the old house was the doorknob turning and that every rustle of the leaves against the roof was the rumbling truck. 

As he stirred the elk stew and put the cold stone biscuits back in the oven to warm, he tried unsuccessfully to shake that old sense of gloom and doom that always hovered beneath the surface.

Unable to stay put, he once again walked down the long drive, eyes straining past the curve on Dead Horse Road. 

Where the hell are you, Earl? 

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on November 17, 2008, 01:14:53 am



          Thanks for the comment Marie;


        That was truly a heart turner.  Surprise at the end.    owww
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Post by: haunted_by_bbm on November 18, 2008, 02:01:04 am
Off the Beaten Path

He'd worn a path from the kitchen to the front door, imagining that every creak in the old house was the doorknob turning and that every rustle of the leaves against the roof was the rumbling truck. 

As he stirred the elk stew and put the cold stone biscuits back in the oven to warm, he tried unsuccessfully to shake that old sense of gloom and doom that always hovered beneath the surface.

Unable to stay put, he once again walked down the long drive, eyes straining past the curve on Dead Horse Road. 

Where the hell are you, Earl? 

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Wow...that hurt my heart.   Powerful.  Really well done, M.   :)

C*
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Post by: mariez on November 24, 2008, 01:31:16 pm
Okay, let's see what these prompts can inspire  :)


Marie
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Post by: stonebiscuit on November 25, 2008, 02:09:28 am
Second chances

Winter, 1987

The strobes cut through the dancefloor, brilliant blades of white light illuminating throngs of barechested boys. Red-hot faces eyeing each other, even the plainest of faces made striking amidst the smoke and mirrors.
From his perch in a secluded corner booth, two boys caught his eye, one dark-haired and confident - his brilliant blue eyes radiating unbroken hope, the other, a gangly dishwater blonde whose awkward movements betrayed his feigned entrancement.
The straight gin is his hand was failing to quell his moving thoughts, a wintry mix of meandering melancholy and ripe regret. He was contemplating leaving when a shadow fell over his table.
"Wanna dance, stranger?" the pure voice belying the lined face that met his own when he raised his head.
"Um, ok" he managed, the words spluttering like the first water through a dry pipe.
The two strangers danced together, unstirred by the stares of the teen crowd. And then they were standing together on the cold street bracing against the unforgiving early morning air.
"I'll see you around, huh?", the words seeping out of a cautious smile,
After a pause "Right.", said Ennis.
Driving away he eyed the dark stranger is his rear-view. And his heart skipped a beat.
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Post by: mariez on December 03, 2008, 01:25:18 pm
Second chances

Winter, 1987

The strobes cut through the dancefloor, brilliant blades of white light illuminating throngs of barechested boys. Red-hot faces eyeing each other, even the plainest of faces made striking amidst the smoke and mirrors.
From his perch in a secluded corner booth, two boys caught his eye, one dark-haired and confident - his brilliant blue eyes radiating unbroken hope, the other, a gangly dishwater blonde whose awkward movements betrayed his feigned entrancement.
The straight gin is his hand was failing to quell his moving thoughts, a wintry mix of meandering melancholy and ripe regret. He was contemplating leaving when a shadow fell over his table.
"Wanna dance, stranger?" the pure voice belying the lined face that met his own when he raised his head.
"Um, ok" he managed, the words spluttering like the first water through a dry pipe.
The two strangers danced together, unstirred by the stares of the teen crowd. And then they were standing together on the cold street bracing against the unforgiving early morning air.
"I'll see you around, huh?", the words seeping out of a cautious smile,
After a pause "Right.", said Ennis.
Driving away he eyed the dark stranger is his rear-view. And his heart skipped a beat.

Wow.  My heart skipped a beat, too.  Thanks, stonebiscuit. 

Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 03, 2008, 01:29:52 pm
Some random prompts for today:


Marie
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Post by: August7th on December 03, 2008, 06:41:34 pm
Sunday night, February 29, 1976, and virtually every middle-class home in Childress, Texas, had its television tuned to ABC. Not every day that a movie like “The Sound of Music” comes on TV for the first time. Solid family entertainment, and Lureen had made sure that her family watched it. When the movie was over, she couldn’t stop praising Julie Andrews’ voice, and Bobby talked about how exciting it was when the family escaped from the bad guys at the end. Jack’s only comment was, “Sure got them some pretty mountains over there.”
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Post by: mariez on December 12, 2008, 02:20:12 pm
Sunday night, February 29, 1976, and virtually every middle-class home in Childress, Texas, had its television tuned to ABC. Not every day that a movie like “The Sound of Music” comes on TV for the first time. Solid family entertainment, and Lureen had made sure that her family watched it. When the movie was over, she couldn’t stop praising Julie Andrews’ voice, and Bobby talked about how exciting it was when the family escaped from the bad guys at the end. Jack’s only comment was, “Sure got them some pretty mountains over there.”

August, that was perfect!  What great use of the prompts and Jack's comment was so touching and true.

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 12, 2008, 02:22:57 pm
Okay, let's see what these prompts can inspire:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on December 31, 2008, 02:34:07 pm
Bull Riders

December 31, 1978

Jack took a sip of Jim Beam and tried to maintain a neutral expression, wishing midnight would come and go so they could leave this damn party.  L.D., holding court on the "men's" side of the room, jabbed his cigar in the air for emphasis, looking so much like a character in the B movie Jack had watched on the late show the night before that he had to suppress a laugh. 

"Who you need to listen to are those Wall Street guys."  He lowered his voice.  "Lehman Brothers is the word.  Thirty years from now you'll be thanking me."

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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on December 31, 2008, 04:15:08 pm




     "Ennis how many years we been married now," Jack asked? " I think its eight" he replied.  "Well you would think that
by now those stupid, people at the power company would have our address right."  "Why whats wrong with it bud?"  "Well
we been livin in this same house that whole time, and they still can't seem to get it right."  "I have called and called them over
and over again, and it don't help none."   "Where do they have us at?"  "1722 Wall street.  Instead of 1722 Hall Street."  "They
must think we're some o' those dumbass frauds up there in New York."  " Heh, probly  so."
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Post by: Monika on January 01, 2009, 06:41:24 am
Bull Riders

December 31, 1978

Jack took a sip of Jim Beam and tried to maintain a neutral expression, wishing midnight would come and go so they could leave this damn party.  L.D., holding court on the "men's" side of the room, jabbed his cigar in the air for emphasis, looking so much like a character in the B movie Jack had watched on the late show the night before that he had to suppress a laugh. 

"Who you need to listen to are those Wall Street guys."  He lowered his voice.  "Lehman Brothers is the word.  Thirty years from now you'll be thanking me."

 ;D ;D ;D :laugh:

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Post by: fernly on January 02, 2009, 01:33:25 am



     "Ennis how many years we been married now," Jack asked? " I think its eight" he replied.  "Well you would think that
by now those stupid, people at the power company would have our address right."  "Why whats wrong with it bud?"  "Well
we been livin in this same house that whole time, and they still can't seem to get it right."  "I have called and called them over
and over again, and it don't help none."   "Where do they have us at?"  "1722 Wall street.  Instead of 1722 Hall Street."  "They
must think we're some o' those dumbass frauds up there in New York."  " Heh, probly  so."
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Great use of the prompts! :D


Bull Riders

December 31, 1978

Jack took a sip of Jim Beam and tried to maintain a neutral expression, wishing midnight would come and go so they could leave this damn party.  L.D., holding court on the "men's" side of the room, jabbed his cigar in the air for emphasis, looking so much like a character in the B movie Jack had watched on the late show the night before that he had to suppress a laugh. 

"Who you need to listen to are those Wall Street guys."  He lowered his voice.  "Lehman Brothers is the word.  Thirty years from now you'll be thanking me."

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;D
Just noticed the title.  :laugh:



Thank you both. It's nice to start the New Year off with some new drabbles.
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on January 03, 2009, 08:22:40 pm
Sunday night, February 29, 1976, and virtually every middle-class home in Childress, Texas, had its television tuned to ABC. Not every day that a movie like “The Sound of Music” comes on TV for the first time. Solid family entertainment, and Lureen had made sure that her family watched it. When the movie was over, she couldn’t stop praising Julie Andrews’ voice, and Bobby talked about how exciting it was when the family escaped from the bad guys at the end. Jack’s only comment was, “Sure got them some pretty mountains over there.”

Beautiful!  Just beautiful!
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Post by: mariez on January 08, 2009, 01:37:38 pm
     "Ennis how many years we been married now," Jack asked? " I think its eight" he replied.  "Well you would think that
by now those stupid, people at the power company would have our address right."  "Why whats wrong with it bud?"  "Well
we been livin in this same house that whole time, and they still can't seem to get it right."  "I have called and called them over
and over again, and it don't help none."   "Where do they have us at?"  "1722 Wall street.  Instead of 1722 Hall Street."  "They
must think we're some o' those dumbass frauds up there in New York."  " Heh, probly  so."
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 ;D  Really clever, Janice!  Thanks.

Buffy, Fern and Marie - great to see all of you here!   :)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 08, 2009, 01:38:53 pm
Some random prompts for today:


Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on January 08, 2009, 02:57:50 pm
There was a reason why he was so ambitious. He wanted to be the best salesman Newsome Farm Equipment ever had. LD thought it was the patronizing that had finally aroused his ambition, after two years of barely doing the minimum.

LD was wrong. His reason was a completely different one. It had sandy-brown hair that curled over the collar and brown eyes somewhere between honey and chocolate.

Jack wanted to be the most competent and successful salesman at Newsome's for as long as it would take to save enough money.

Now that he had found Ennis again, he needed every premium he could get. One of these days, they would have their own place.



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Post by: Monika on January 08, 2009, 03:30:16 pm
Good one, Chrissie
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Post by: ifyoucantfixit on January 08, 2009, 03:41:11 pm

                                                   Lil Darlin

        "Mama, Jr asked quizzically."  "What does dumbass mean?"  "Well darlin, it means incompetent, indifferent, and no
ambition to make it different."  "Mama, what does indifferent mean?"



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Post by: mariez on January 09, 2009, 03:04:54 pm
It had sandy-brown hair that curled over the collar and brown eyes somewhere between honey and chocolate.

That's my idea of inspiration!  Wonderful, Chrissi!


                                                   Lil Darlin

        "Mama, Jr asked quizzically."  "What does dumbass mean?"  "Well darlin, it means incompetent, indifferent, and no
ambition to make it different."  "Mama, what does indifferent mean?"
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 :laugh:  It's obvious that you know the minds of children, Janice! 

Thanks,
Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 11, 2009, 04:04:40 pm
Honored Heirlooms

She regarded her daughter with a kind of awe at times, and some envy, at how comfortably she achieved her goals.  Once upon a time, she'd held a secret desire to go to college, maybe become a writer.  A silly dream, of course; the only lady writer she'd known of was the one who'd written the "Who's Out and About!" column in the Women's Section of the paper.
 
She'd tucked that part of herself away the day she married L.D., her ambitions gathering dust like the heirlooms stored in the back of her closet, but she liked to believe she'd still managed to pass them on to her only child. 
 
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Post by: mariez on January 28, 2009, 01:27:27 pm
Okay, let's see if these prompts can inspire something!  :)


Marie
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Post by: mariez on January 31, 2009, 12:29:01 pm
When The Chips Are Down

It seemed as if John C. Twist had been born with a chip on his shoulder, always daring someone to knock it off, but unwilling to remove it himself. 

He could feel it growing on his own shoulder sometimes –  when he'd followed Aguirre's sleep-with-the-sheep order, when he'd curried favor with that bastard L.D., when he'd been unable to help Bobby 'cause Lureen had the money and called the shots, when he'd driven 1,200 miles north for nothing -  but he'd always tried to shove it away. 

Because he wasn't no chip off the old block, that was for damn sure.   

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Post by: Monika on January 31, 2009, 01:06:39 pm
I enjoyed that one, thanks Mariez
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 12, 2009, 03:32:49 am
Some prompts:

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Post by: mariez on February 12, 2009, 02:50:52 pm
Thanks for the prompts, Chrissi.  :)  Here's what popped into my head:


Don't Punch the Messenger

It happened more and more lately.  A feeling that he couldn't name would rise up in an instant, traveling like a live wire through his body and curling his hand into a fist; the short, dirty fights leaving him bruised and bloodied, but, most of all, bereft. 

His dad had taught him that pain sent a good message, and it sure seemed to work with K.E. when he was six.  But as bad as things were back then, at least he was Something and Somewhere.  He doubted that Nothing could send a message from Nowhere – let alone get one back. 

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Post by: Penthesilea on February 12, 2009, 03:41:49 pm
Thanks for the prompts, Chrissi.  :)  Here's what popped into my head:


Don't Punch the Messenger

It happened more and more lately.  A feeling that he couldn't name would rise up in an instant, traveling like a live wire through his body and curling his hand into a fist; the short, dirty fights leaving him bruised and bloodied, but, most of all, bereft. 

His dad had taught him that pain sent a good message, and it sure seemed to work with K.E. when he was six.  But as bad as things were back then, at least he was Something and Somewhere.  He doubted that Nothing could send a message from Nowhere – let alone get one back. 

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Thanks for drabbling Marie! :)
I liked it. What a sad part the "nothing&nowhere" comment by Ennis is.
Your drabble makes me think of the mailbox Ennis puts the numbers on - but we know that the message he longs for will never arrive.  :(
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Post by: mariez on February 16, 2009, 02:12:55 pm
Here are some Monday prompts to consider:


Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 16, 2009, 03:15:35 pm

Horoscope


Virgo, Aug 22nd-Sept 22nd:
Your carreer will face a setback this week, but your love life will make up for it. Make the most of it.


Darn, this was certainly true for him. Not that Ennis believed in such hooey. But the coming week with Jack had cost him yet another job and he planned to take advantage of every minute they would have together. Sure was worth the damned job. He'll find another one. Always did.

Love life.

The words caught his eye.

Quickly Ennis closed the paper.



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Post by: mariez on February 25, 2009, 02:11:59 pm
Horoscope


Virgo, Aug 22nd-Sept 22nd:
Your carreer will face a setback this week, but your love life will make up for it. Make the most of it.


Darn, this was certainly true for him. Not that Ennis believed in such hooey. But the coming week with Jack had cost him yet another job and he planned to take advantage of every minute they would have together. Sure was worth the damned job. He'll find another one. Always did.

Love life.

The words caught his eye.

Quickly Ennis closed the paper.



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Oh, Chrissi - that's a perfect use of the prompts - and so perfectly Ennis.  Thanks!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on February 25, 2009, 02:13:01 pm
Okay, here are a few more prompts:


Marie
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 25, 2009, 03:23:27 pm
Okay, here are a few more prompts:

  • head in the sand
  • egghead
  • bumper sticker

Marie


I know where these come from... ;D :laugh:
Well done.
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Post by: Monika on February 25, 2009, 03:59:07 pm

I know where these come from... ;D :laugh:
Well done.

*thinks*


*lightbulb moment*


ahhh   ;D
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Post by: Monika on February 25, 2009, 03:59:54 pm
Horoscope


Virgo, Aug 22nd-Sept 22nd:
Your carreer will face a setback this week, but your love life will make up for it. Make the most of it.


Darn, this was certainly true for him. Not that Ennis believed in such hooey. But the coming week with Jack had cost him yet another job and he planned to take advantage of every minute they would have together. Sure was worth the damned job. He'll find another one. Always did.

Love life.

The words caught his eye.

Quickly Ennis closed the paper.



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wow, you guys are really good!

very well-written Chrissie
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Post by: Penthesilea on February 25, 2009, 04:15:37 pm
Thank you Marie and Monika for your feedback! :D :-*
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on February 25, 2009, 10:44:23 pm
Horoscope


Virgo, Aug 22nd-Sept 22nd:
Your carreer will face a setback this week, but your love life will make up for it. Make the most of it.


Darn, this was certainly true for him. Not that Ennis believed in such hooey. But the coming week with Jack had cost him yet another job and he planned to take advantage of every minute they would have together. Sure was worth the damned job. He'll find another one. Always did.

Love life.

The words caught his eye.

Quickly Ennis closed the paper.



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Brilliant!   :)
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Post by: mariez on February 27, 2009, 02:19:15 pm
I know where these come from... ;D :laugh:

 ;D 


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Post by: mariez on February 27, 2009, 02:28:10 pm
Small Grains and Big Dreams

Jack sighed heavily while looking at Bobby's report card.  The kid couldn't hardly read but Lureen just buried her head in the sand, refusing to see things as they really were.   Bobby wasn't gonna just suddenly change.

He threw the report card onto the counter and went back to his newspaper, the ad for the small ranch catching his eye again, and he turned his thoughts to that long-held dream. But as he let his mind wander with sweet images, he paused to wonder about the difference between keeping your head in the sand or high up in the clouds.   

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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on February 27, 2009, 03:05:38 pm
Small Grains and Big Dreams

Jack sighed heavily while looking at Bobby's report card.  The kid couldn't hardly read but Lureen just buried her head in the sand, refusing to see things as they really were.   Bobby wasn't gonna just suddenly change.

He threw the report card onto the counter and went back to his newspaper, the ad for the small ranch catching his eye again, and he turned his thoughts to that long-held dream. But as he let his mind wander with sweet images, he paused to wonder about the difference between keeping your head in the sand or high up in the clouds.   

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Gorgeous writing, Marie.  Very thought provoking!  :)
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Post by: Monika on February 27, 2009, 03:17:10 pm
Gorgeous writing, Marie.  Very thought provoking!  :)
I second that.  :-*
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Post by: Mikaela on February 27, 2009, 03:27:55 pm
I third it.  :)
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Post by: mariez on March 05, 2009, 02:16:26 pm
Thanks, friends!   :) 

How about for today:


Marie
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Post by: mariez on March 06, 2009, 04:09:43 pm
Stuff and Nonsense

He cringed inwardly every time Alma said the words, which seemed to be at the drop of a hat to everyone she came across.  Apparently, she was a fiancée and she told him that he was one, too, only with one less "e" whatever the hell that meant.  He sure didn't have use for such damn fancy sounding nonsense.

And then the way she kept "practicing" her soon-to-be name on any scrap of paper within reach.  "Alma del Mar," "Mrs. Alma del Mar," and even, "Mrs. Ennis del Mar." 

"Don't look right," he kept thinking.  "Don't look right at all." 

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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on March 15, 2009, 10:44:05 pm
Stuff and Nonsense

He cringed inwardly every time Alma said the words, which seemed to be at the drop of a hat to everyone she came across.  Apparently, she was a fiancée and she told him that he was one, too, only with one less "e" whatever the hell that meant.  He sure didn't have use for such damn fancy sounding nonsense.

And then the way she kept "practicing" her soon-to-be name on any scrap of paper within reach.  "Alma del Mar," "Mrs. Alma del Mar," and even, "Mrs. Ennis del Mar." 

"Don't look right," he kept thinking.  "Don't look right at all." 

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Marie, this is wonderful.  I can image Alma writing out her married name, just as you describe.  She seems like the type!

I've enjoyed your drabbles for some time now, and it seems there is no end to the pleasure one can get from reading your work.  Keep it up, please!  :)
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Post by: mariez on March 20, 2009, 01:54:23 pm
Thanks for the kind words, Marie  :)

Okay, let's see if we can get something going with these rather random prompts:

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Post by: mariez on March 21, 2009, 11:43:37 am
It's a Small Word After All

July 1972

L.D. was off on one of his usual rants as he watched the evening news, railing against those damn hippies and those godless commies and what was the world coming to when a colored woman was running for president and everyone knew it was cause those damn feminists didn't know their place and couldn't leave well enough alone and were always trying to stir up trouble and anyone with half a brain knew there would never be a colored president anyway, and thank God for Nixon cause he'll make sure those boys don't have to fight with one hand tied behind their backs so we can finally win that war and he'll make the country proud, yes he will, and look at those damn queers running around, thank God he lived in Texas and didn't have to see any of 'em in person and …….

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145 Words
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Post by: gwyllion on April 06, 2009, 11:06:18 am


  • Vermont
  • feminist
  • bump

Jitters

Using both hands, Jack yanked the patchwork quilt off the four-poster bed, exposing a sleeping Ennis to the chilly air. 
“Wake up Cowboy!” he gleefully exclaimed, “It’s your wedding day!”
“Hunh?” grumbled Ennis, as he rolled over and tried to steal the covers back. 
Jack held the quilt in outstretched arms and knelt on the bed, enveloping Ennis in his arms with the still warm quilt between them. 
Ennis could not remember the last time that Jack woke up before him.  “Actually, it’s called a ‘Civil Union,’ Rodeo,” groggily remembering why they had decided to spend a week in Vermont. 

The delicious smells of breakfast wafted from the kitchen below into the open bedroom window.  Bacon, eggs, freshly baked croissants, steaming coffee…  Ennis tried to identify what the innkeeper would serve in the dining room downstairs.  Last night, when Ennis and Jack checked in, the kindly older feminist who had made her living running the Bed and Breakfast alone in the rural vacation spot promised to help with whatever they needed for their ceremony.  The Justice of the Peace would be arriving shortly after breakfast, and Jack was in a hurry to get downstairs to make sure everything was ready. 

“Let’s get a move on, Ennis,” said Jack, slapping Ennis’s naked rump with a loving open palm.  Ennis grabbed Jack’s hand and drew it to the bump under the quilt, closed his eyes, and moaned softly.  Jack leaned closer and kissed Ennis quickly on the lips, for once in his life not wanting to stir up any passion on this nervous morning.  He slowly took his hand away and instead gently held Ennis’s head in his hands, his fingers entwined in the sandy hair.  “Ennis Del Mar, let’s get ourselves downstairs.  There will be plenty of time for that later!”

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Post by: LauraGigs on April 06, 2009, 01:28:52 pm
Hi Gwyllion!

Wow.  I really like the way the rhythm of your writing captures the hurriedness and hustle of a wedding day.  Great stuff!   :)
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Post by: gwyllion on April 06, 2009, 01:35:37 pm
Thanks so much LauraGigs.  I have never written anything about Ennis and Jack before, but I came across this prompt today at work and decided to give it a try.  They are fun boys, aren't they!  We need more prompts- or, I'm going to have to get some actual work done!
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Post by: mariez on April 06, 2009, 01:37:05 pm
Jitters

Using both hands, Jack yanked the patchwork quilt off the four-poster bed, exposing a sleeping Ennis to the chilly air. 
“Wake up Cowboy!” he gleefully exclaimed, “It’s your wedding day!”
“Hunh?” grumbled Ennis, as he rolled over and tried to steal the covers back. 
Jack held the quilt in outstretched arms and knelt on the bed, enveloping Ennis in his arms with the still warm quilt between them. 
Ennis could not remember the last time that Jack woke up before him.  “Actually, it’s called a ‘Civil Union,’ Rodeo,” groggily remembering why they had decided to spend a week in Vermont. 

The delicious smells of breakfast wafted from the kitchen below into the open bedroom window.  Bacon, eggs, freshly baked croissants, steaming coffee…  Ennis tried to identify what the innkeeper would serve in the dining room downstairs.  Last night, when Ennis and Jack checked in, the kindly older feminist who had made her living running the Bed and Breakfast alone in the rural vacation spot promised to help with whatever they needed for their ceremony.  The Justice of the Peace would be arriving shortly after breakfast, and Jack was in a hurry to get downstairs to make sure everything was ready. 

“Let’s get a move on, Ennis,” said Jack, slapping Ennis’s naked rump with a loving open palm.  Ennis grabbed Jack’s hand and drew it to the bump under the quilt, closed his eyes, and moaned softly.  Jack leaned closer and kissed Ennis quickly on the lips, for once in his life not wanting to stir up any passion on this nervous morning.  He slowly took his hand away and instead gently held Ennis’s head in his hands, his fingers entwined in the sandy hair.  “Ennis Del Mar, let’s get ourselves downstairs.  There will be plenty of time for that later!”

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Nice to meet you, Gwyllion, welcome to Bettermost.  What a great use of those prompts - and what a wonderfully descriptive drabble!  Hope to see you around.  Thanks!

Marie
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Post by: mariez on April 06, 2009, 01:38:56 pm
A few random prompts:

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Post by: Monika on April 06, 2009, 01:44:33 pm
Jitters

Using both hands, Jack yanked the patchwork quilt off the four-poster bed, exposing a sleeping Ennis to the chilly air. 
“Wake up Cowboy!” he gleefully exclaimed, “It’s your wedding day!”
“Hunh?” grumbled Ennis, as he rolled over and tried to steal the covers back. 
Jack held the quilt in outstretched arms and knelt on the bed, enveloping Ennis in his arms with the still warm quilt between them. 
Ennis could not remember the last time that Jack woke up before him.  “Actually, it’s called a ‘Civil Union,’ Rodeo,” groggily remembering why they had decided to spend a week in Vermont. 

The delicious smells of breakfast wafted from the kitchen below into the open bedroom window.  Bacon, eggs, freshly baked croissants, steaming coffee…  Ennis tried to identify what the innkeeper would serve in the dining room downstairs.  Last night, when Ennis and Jack checked in, the kindly older feminist who had made her living running the Bed and Breakfast alone in the rural vacation spot promised to help with whatever they needed for their ceremony.  The Justice of the Peace would be arriving shortly after breakfast, and Jack was in a hurry to get downstairs to make sure everything was ready. 

“Let’s get a move on, Ennis,” said Jack, slapping Ennis’s naked rump with a loving open palm.  Ennis grabbed Jack’s hand and drew it to the bump under the quilt, closed his eyes, and moaned softly.  Jack leaned closer and kissed Ennis quickly on the lips, for once in his life not wanting to stir up any passion on this nervous morning.  He slowly took his hand away and instead gently held Ennis’s head in his hands, his fingers entwined in the sandy hair.  “Ennis Del Mar, let’s get ourselves downstairs.  There will be plenty of time for that later!”

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that was great. So sweet. Thank you
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Post by: gwyllion on April 06, 2009, 03:29:57 pm
Yay!  This is as fun as I thought it would be!

Defiance

The decision to defy Aguirre and spend the night in the tender's camp away from the woolies was anything but spontaneous.  The looks Jack gave him with those deep blue eyes... that smile... it had been leading up to this for more than a week. 

Rules?  Protocol? 

Sheep be damned!


-50-

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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on April 06, 2009, 09:39:10 pm
Jitters

Using both hands, Jack yanked the patchwork quilt off the four-poster bed, exposing a sleeping Ennis to the chilly air. 
“Wake up Cowboy!” he gleefully exclaimed, “It’s your wedding day!”
“Hunh?” grumbled Ennis, as he rolled over and tried to steal the covers back. 
Jack held the quilt in outstretched arms and knelt on the bed, enveloping Ennis in his arms with the still warm quilt between them. 
Ennis could not remember the last time that Jack woke up before him.  “Actually, it’s called a ‘Civil Union,’ Rodeo,” groggily remembering why they had decided to spend a week in Vermont. 

The delicious smells of breakfast wafted from the kitchen below into the open bedroom window.  Bacon, eggs, freshly baked croissants, steaming coffee…  Ennis tried to identify what the innkeeper would serve in the dining room downstairs.  Last night, when Ennis and Jack checked in, the kindly older feminist who had made her living running the Bed and Breakfast alone in the rural vacation spot promised to help with whatever they needed for their ceremony.  The Justice of the Peace would be arriving shortly after breakfast, and Jack was in a hurry to get downstairs to make sure everything was ready. 

“Let’s get a move on, Ennis,” said Jack, slapping Ennis’s naked rump with a loving open palm.  Ennis grabbed Jack’s hand and drew it to the bump under the quilt, closed his eyes, and moaned softly.  Jack leaned closer and kissed Ennis quickly on the lips, for once in his life not wanting to stir up any passion on this nervous morning.  He slowly took his hand away and instead gently held Ennis’s head in his hands, his fingers entwined in the sandy hair.  “Ennis Del Mar, let’s get ourselves downstairs.  There will be plenty of time for that later!”

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Lovely, Gwyllion!  I've always wished it could be this way with our boys!  If only things had been different...
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Post by: gwyllion on April 07, 2009, 11:12:21 am
Thanks so much Littlewing!  I have recently become obsessed with the boys and feel urgently compelled to write about them. 

I admired your writing in the "Introducing the "Jack with Ennis" Fan Fic Game - the BetterMost Edition" all day yesterday.  I'm only on page 35 of the post and have it so noted on a Post-it note on my desk so I can pick up where I left off later today.  If only I didn't have to work!  Your writing is simply beautiful.

Here are some silly Drabble prompts that crossed my mind last night if anyone would like to give it a try! 

* tweezers

* libido

* driveway


Have fun!
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Post by: mariez on April 07, 2009, 08:32:18 pm
Yay!  This is as fun as I thought it would be!

Defiance

The decision to defy Aguirre and spend the night in the tender's camp away from the woolies was anything but spontaneous.  The looks Jack gave him with those deep blue eyes... that smile... it had been leading up to this for more than a week. 

Rules?  Protocol? 

Sheep be damned!


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Glad you're having fun, Gwyllion.  Thanks for sharing another great drabble and for the prompts. :)

Marie
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Post by: mariez on April 07, 2009, 08:35:51 pm
In the Shadows

Jack undressed quietly and paused to peer through the bedroom window, the moonlight casting shadows on the driveway as the trees rustled in the wind.  How many times had he looked down from his bedroom window as a child as that same moon cast shadows on the dirt drive leading to that gravel road stretching south. 

He was a thousand miles south of Lightning Flat now, but as he climbed into bed next to his sleeping wife, he knew he hadn't traveled so very far after all.  Still crazy to be somewhere else.  Still living in the shadows of life. 

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100 Words
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Post by: fernly on April 07, 2009, 10:25:27 pm
Welcome, Gwyllion! Such heartfelt drabbles. :D

And, Marie, lovely drabbles as always.


Thanks!

Fern
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Post by: gwyllion on April 08, 2009, 09:24:48 am
Hi fernly!  Aaaahh mariez, such a sad and lonely Jack :(.  It's nice how the tension builds because we know where he is crazy to be  ;).
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Post by: gwyllion on April 08, 2009, 03:56:29 pm
Here mariez, I hope you don't mind,but I was feeling creative and bored with work today, so I added to yours.  Maybe we can find a third contributor?  Fern?  Anyone?
In the Shadows

Jack undressed quietly and paused to peer through the bedroom window, the moonlight casting shadows on the driveway as the trees rustled in the wind.  How many times had he looked down from his bedroom window as a child as that same moon cast shadows on the dirt drive leading to that gravel road stretching south. 

He was a thousand miles south of Lightning Flat now, but as he climbed into bed next to his sleeping wife, he knew he hadn't traveled so very far after all.  Still crazy to be somewhere else.  Still living in the shadows of life. 

~~~~~~~~
100 Words


He tried to relax, listening to Lureen’s soft breath on the pillow beside him, but the familiar pang of emptiness stabbed his heart.  If anything, it was he who was nothing… he who was nowhere.

A tear silently fell.  In the shadows of his marital bed, he resolved that he would somehow convince Ennis to change his mind.  Like tweezers picking at a thin shard of splinter that had festered and inflamed the surrounding delicate skin, it would hurt at first, but Jack hoped the ensuing relief and healing would be worth the pain of the initial digs and probes. 
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100 Words




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Post by: mariez on April 08, 2009, 07:43:51 pm
Here mariez, I hope you don't mind,but I was feeling creative and bored with work today, so I added to yours.  Maybe we can find a third contributor?  Fern?  Anyone?
He tried to relax, listening to Lureen’s soft breath on the pillow beside him, but the familiar pang of emptiness stabbed his heart.  If anything, it was he who was nothing… he who was nowhere.

A tear silently fell.  In the shadows of his marital bed, he resolved that he would somehow convince Ennis to change his mind.  Like tweezers picking at a thin shard of splinter that had festered and inflamed the surrounding delicate skin, it would hurt at first, but Jack hoped the ensuing relief and healing would be worth the pain of the initial digs and probes. 
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100 Words



Hi Gwyllion - no I don't mind at all.  In fact, I think it's a cool idea!   And I really like how you brought some "hope" along with your beautifully written addition.  And you used all three of the prompts - way to go.  If I find some time, I may add on myself! Thanks!  :)

Marie
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Post by: gwyllion on April 09, 2009, 11:21:09 am
Hope, indeed.  Thanks mariez.  I am still devastated by the story's conclusion.  There has to be hope... 

Hey, I didn't use "libido."  Now, there's a lovely hope-filled word!

Help!
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on April 10, 2009, 01:38:51 am
Thanks so much Littlewing!  I have recently become obsessed with the boys and feel urgently compelled to write about them. 

I admired your writing in the "Introducing the "Jack with Ennis" Fan Fic Game - the BetterMost Edition" all day yesterday.  I'm only on page 35 of the post and have it so noted on a Post-it note on my desk so I can pick up where I left off later today.  If only I didn't have to work!  Your writing is simply beautiful.

Here are some silly Drabble prompts that crossed my mind last night if anyone would like to give it a try! 

* tweezers

* libido

* driveway


Have fun!


Thanks for your kind words, Sweetness!  I really appreciate it!  :-*
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Post by: mariez on April 11, 2009, 10:54:01 am

In the Shadows

Jack undressed quietly and paused to peer through the bedroom window, the moonlight casting shadows on the driveway as the trees rustled in the wind.  How many times had he looked down from his bedroom window as a child as that same moon cast shadows on the dirt drive leading to that gravel road stretching south. 

He was a thousand miles south of Lightning Flat now, but as he climbed into bed next to his sleeping wife, he knew he hadn't traveled so very far after all.  Still crazy to be somewhere else.  Still living in the shadows of life. 


He tried to relax, listening to Lureen’s soft breath on the pillow beside him, but the familiar pang of emptiness stabbed his heart.  If anything, it was he who was nothing… he who was nowhere.

A tear silently fell.  In the shadows of his marital bed, he resolved that he would somehow convince Ennis to change his mind.  Like tweezers picking at a thin shard of splinter that had festered and inflamed the surrounding delicate skin, it would hurt at first, but Jack hoped the ensuing relief and healing would be worth the pain of the initial digs and probes. 

When he woke to the early morning sun, the shadows had retreated.  He realized that somewhere in his mind he'd always had the belief that their long separations had been easier on Ennis somehow, but watching him fall to his knees had been a revelation.  Underneath it all, their needs were the same and were not based on their libidos, but their craving to be understood, accepted and, above all, loved for who they were.  He saw with clarity a vision of their future that didn't wither from the gloom of darkness, but thrived from the beacon of their love. 

~~~~~~~~

I hope that was hopeful enough, Gwyllion!  I guess the title should be changed, though - maybe "Out of the Shadows and into the Light."  :)  Thanks - that was fun!

Marie
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Post by: gwyllion on April 11, 2009, 12:44:34 pm
Yay mariez!  That was beee-yoo-teee-ful!  I'm a sucker for a happy ending!  Thanks for making my day!   :-*

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Post by: mariez on April 20, 2009, 12:40:32 pm
Okay, here are some prompts for a rainy Monday:

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Post by: gwyllion on April 25, 2009, 10:40:52 pm
Jack's Birthday Surprise

Ennis flew under the radar all week before Jack’s birthday by hiding the gigantic cardboard box in the horse trailer.  Since Jack always had money, it was easy for him to splurge on over-the-top gifts for Ennis.  Ennis had to rely on creativity instead.  When Jack was off pooping, Ennis hauled the box to the campsite, got inside, and waited.  When Jack returned, he looked at the box curiously.  Suddenly, Ennis jumped out and shouted, “Happy Birthday Jack!  I love you!”

"Holy shit!” said Jack.  “This is the best birthday present ever!”

“Whew!” said Ennis.  “We’re finally even-steven!”
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Post by: mariez on April 28, 2009, 12:41:03 pm
Jack's Birthday Surprise

Ennis flew under the radar all week before Jack’s birthday by hiding the gigantic cardboard box in the horse trailer.  Since Jack always had money, it was easy for him to splurge on over-the-top gifts for Ennis.  Ennis had to rely on creativity instead.  When Jack was off pooping, Ennis hauled the box to the campsite, got inside, and waited.  When Jack returned, he looked at the box curiously.  Suddenly, Ennis jumped out and shouted, “Happy Birthday Jack!  I love you!”

"Holy shit!” said Jack.  “This is the best birthday present ever!”

“Whew!” said Ennis.  “We’re finally even-steven!”


A nice, happy one!  And very creative, too - just like Ennis's idea! Thanks, Gwyllion
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Post by: mariez on April 28, 2009, 12:43:26 pm
Let's try some idea prompts:

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Post by: gwyllion on April 29, 2009, 03:50:24 pm
A Long Road

          “It’s yer turn a drive,”  Jack complained. 

          “This wuz your idea, Dumbass.  I think you should drive the whole way,” said Ennis.

          “The whole way?  It’s more’n two thousand miles!”

          “That’s if yer shitbox truck even makes it.”

          “I’m hungry.  Stoppin’ at McDonald’s, then yer turn a drive.”

          “Ya know, Jack, they got mountains in New Hampshire, jus’ like in Wyoming.”

          “That so?”

          “They call ‘em the White Mountains.”

          “Do ya think it’s warm enough?”

          “I hear it wuz ninety degrees there jus’ yesterday.”

          “That so?”

          “You want me a drive?”

          “Maybe we’ll get there after it passes the House.”



          http://www.wmur.com/politics/19324169/detail.html
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on April 29, 2009, 09:05:29 pm
Very nice!  This is typical Jack and Ennis.  I can imagine such an exchange between them!  Well done, Babe!  :)
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Post by: gwyllion on April 30, 2009, 08:12:22 am
 :-* Littlewing

OK, how about some baseball prompts inspired by my son's game (W 9-7) last night

          * baseball

          * uniform

          *  team

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Post by: Monika on April 30, 2009, 09:28:17 am
A Long Road

          “It’s yer turn a drive,”  Jack complained. 

          “This wuz your idea, Dumbass.  I think you should drive the whole way,” said Ennis.

          “The whole way?  It’s more’n two thousand miles!”

          “That’s if yer shitbox truck even makes it.”

          “I’m hungry.  Stoppin’ at McDonald’s, then yer turn a drive.”

          “Ya know, Jack, they got mountains in New Hampshire, jus’ like in Wyoming.”

          “That so?”

          “They call ‘em the White Mountains.”

          “Do ya think it’s warm enough?”

          “I hear it wuz ninety degrees there jus’ yesterday.”

          “That so?”

          “You want me a drive?”

          “Maybe we’ll get there after it passes the House.”



          http://www.wmur.com/politics/19324169/detail.html

this is great. Thanks!
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Post by: mariez on May 04, 2009, 04:01:32 pm
A Long Road

          “It’s yer turn a drive,”  Jack complained. 

          “This wuz your idea, Dumbass.  I think you should drive the whole way,” said Ennis.

          “The whole way?  It’s more’n two thousand miles!”

          “That’s if yer shitbox truck even makes it.”

          “I’m hungry.  Stoppin’ at McDonald’s, then yer turn a drive.”

          “Ya know, Jack, they got mountains in New Hampshire, jus’ like in Wyoming.”

          “That so?”

          “They call ‘em the White Mountains.”

          “Do ya think it’s warm enough?”

          “I hear it wuz ninety degrees there jus’ yesterday.”

          “That so?”

          “You want me a drive?”

          “Maybe we’ll get there after it passes the House.”



          http://www.wmur.com/politics/19324169/detail.html

Aww, I wish!  Great dialogue  :)  Thanks, Gwyllion.
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Post by: mariez on May 04, 2009, 04:03:19 pm
A Bad Fit

As they walked into the house after his baseball practice, Bobby was complaining again about the team, the coach, even the uniforms. Only half listening, Jack murmured something about not being that bad and that he'd get used to it, but as he looked around at the house that had never felt like a home and at his wife as she concentrated on her paperwork, he felt like he'd been trying to fit into a uniform that was made for someone else and playing for the wrong team for years.  And he knew he would never get used to it.

~~~~~~~~
100 Years
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Post by: Monika on May 04, 2009, 04:29:13 pm
A Bad Fit

As they walked into the house after his baseball practice, Bobby was complaining again about the team, the coach, even the uniforms. Only half listening, Jack murmured something about not being that bad and that he'd get used to it, but as he looked around at the house that had never felt like a home and at his wife as she concentrated on her paperwork, he felt like he'd been trying to fit into a uniform that was made for someone else and playing for the wrong team for years.  And he knew he would never get used to it.

~~~~~~~~
100 Years

Thanks, I love your drabbles.
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on May 04, 2009, 07:27:03 pm
A Bad Fit

As they walked into the house after his baseball practice, Bobby was complaining again about the team, the coach, even the uniforms. Only half listening, Jack murmured something about not being that bad and that he'd get used to it, but as he looked around at the house that had never felt like a home and at his wife as she concentrated on her paperwork, he felt like he'd been trying to fit into a uniform that was made for someone else and playing for the wrong team for years.  And he knew he would never get used to it.

~~~~~~~~
100 Years


Another perfect drabble!  Poor Jack!  :'(
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Post by: fernly on May 04, 2009, 09:25:59 pm
A Bad Fit

As they walked into the house after his baseball practice, Bobby was complaining again about the team, the coach, even the uniforms. Only half listening, Jack murmured something about not being that bad and that he'd get used to it, but as he looked around at the house that had never felt like a home and at his wife as she concentrated on her paperwork, he felt like he'd been trying to fit into a uniform that was made for someone else and playing for the wrong team for years.  And he knew he would never get used to it.

~~~~~~~~
100 Years


Beautiful as always, Marie. Thank you!

100 Years? Must have felt like that to him, every day.
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Post by: gwyllion on May 04, 2009, 09:41:10 pm
Aaaah, leave it to you, mariez, to turn some lame baseball prompts into something poignant!  Just lovely, a bad fit indeed.  And we know what team our dear Jack is playing on!

We need more prompts!  Help, the muses are at work!
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Post by: mariez on May 05, 2009, 01:38:42 pm
Thanks for all the kind words, friends!  :)

100 Years? Must have felt like that to him, every day.

Fern, I'll tell you a secret...when I first typed the "Years" instead of "Words"  it was a typo - but when I saw what I'd done I realized that maybe my subconscious was telling me something and I decided to leave it.  "Never enough" time with Ennis, and a never-ending amount of time without him. 


More prompts?  Here ya go!   :)

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Post by: cwby30 on May 07, 2009, 12:27:38 pm
Mornin', Everyone.

Well, yes, I am alive and well and busy as all get out!  Have continued to read [lurk!] but not post, for several months now.  Way to keep things going; I enjoy the stories.

Thought you might like to read the fanfic posted in Live Journal, using the theme "chocolate".  Submittals are all in, and now it's voting time until Sunday night.  You have to be a member of LJ to vote, but anyone can read the stories submitted.  the link to the Brokeback Drabble website with all the stories and the poll is here:
 
http://community.livejournal.com/bmm_drabbles/ (http://community.livejournal.com/bmm_drabbles/)

There are 36 great stories divided by drabbles, short fiction [less than 1000 words], and long fiction [1000 words or more].  Hope you take the time to read, and to vote if you're an LJ member like me.  And, if you like it, pass the word around. 

I hope to start posting again in June, "hope" being the operative word, since it springs eternal... which is what kept Jack coming back all those years... that and love, the unspoken "thing" between them...

Thanks again. 
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Post by: gwyllion on May 07, 2009, 01:05:59 pm
Priorities

“Sonofabitch!” Jack slammed the pan down, smoke rising from the inedible mess.

“Burn dinner again?” asked Ennis, hearing Jack utter a few more swears from the urban dictionary

“Oven’s busted.  Was supposed to be chicken cutlets, but now it looks like campfire coals.”  He opened the door, and fiddled with the heating element. 

“Think ya can fix it?” asked Ennis, admiring the plumber’s crack that appeared when Jack bent over. 

“Doubt it.  Bad enough I can’t cook worth a damn.”

Ennis stroked Jack’s lower back.  “We can head to Sears when we’re done in bed.”

“Who said anything about…  …oh!”

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And I agree with you cwby30!  Run, don't walk, over to the Chocolate Challenge voting!  I've already casted my votes and tell you what, it's real hard to pick just one in each category!
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Post by: mariez on May 14, 2009, 01:10:10 pm
Nice to see you cwby!  Yes, there was some great reading in the Chocolate Challenge.   :)

Priorities

“Sonofabitch!” Jack slammed the pan down, smoke rising from the inedible mess.

“Burn dinner again?” asked Ennis, hearing Jack utter a few more swears from the urban dictionary

“Oven’s busted.  Was supposed to be chicken cutlets, but now it looks like campfire coals.”  He opened the door, and fiddled with the heating element. 

“Think ya can fix it?” asked Ennis, admiring the plumber’s crack that appeared when Jack bent over. 

“Doubt it.  Bad enough I can’t cook worth a damn.”

Ennis stroked Jack’s lower back.  “We can head to Sears when we’re done in bed.”

“Who said anything about…  …oh!”

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And I agree with you cwby30!  Run, don't walk, over to the Chocolate Challenge voting!  I've already casted my votes and tell you what, it's real hard to pick just one in each category!


 :laugh:  I think your use of the "plumber" prompt is one of my favorites ever!  Thanks, Gwyllion.
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Post by: mariez on May 14, 2009, 01:11:26 pm
How about:

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Post by: mariez on May 15, 2009, 11:04:53 am
Worlds Apart

Ennis was always aware that Jack had seen so much more of the world than he had, or ever would, and there was a restlessness about Jack that scared him.  The life he imagined Jack living seemed so exciting that he held his breath when it was time for them to meet, never completely sure that Jack would show.

Because the only thing Ennis knew for certain, even if he couldn't admit it, was that when he reached for Jack in the darkness of the night and held him close, he was holding his whole wide world in his hands. 

~~~~~~~~~~
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Post by: gwyllion on May 16, 2009, 04:49:13 pm
Nice one mariez!

I wish Ennis realized how much Jack really was his world.


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Post by: gwyllion on May 16, 2009, 04:53:12 pm
Night Ride

Jack woke up cold and lonely, the full moon casting shadows on the ground outside the tent.  A damp fog crept up the foothills from the peaceful sleeping world below.  He silently saddled his horse without much thought and set off up the mountain.  The trail was clearly visible in the bright moonlight; only an occasional spider’s web impeded his rocky trek to the highlands above.  An hour later, maybe two, he arrived at his destination.  He quietly opened one tent flap wide, entered and settled himself inside, curled up next to his sleeping lover, absorbing his warmth and companionship. 


-100 words-
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on May 17, 2009, 12:19:07 am
Worlds Apart

Ennis was always aware that Jack had seen so much more of the world than he had, or ever would, and there was a restlessness about Jack that scared him.  The life he imagined Jack living seemed so exciting that he held his breath when it was time for them to meet, never completely sure that Jack would show.

Because the only thing Ennis knew for certain, even if he couldn't admit it, was that when he reached for Jack in the darkness of the night and held him close, he was holding his whole wide world in his hands. 

~~~~~~~~~~
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Beuatiful, Marie.  I loved reading through this!  :)
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on May 17, 2009, 12:19:56 am
Night Ride

Jack woke up cold and lonely, the full moon casting shadows on the ground outside the tent.  A damp fog crept up the foothills from the peaceful sleeping world below.  He silently saddled his horse without much thought and set off up the mountain.  The trail was clearly visible in the bright moonlight; only an occasional spider’s web impeded his rocky trek to the highlands above.  An hour later, maybe two, he arrived at his destination.  He quietly opened one tent flap wide, entered and settled himself inside, curled up next to his sleeping lover, absorbing his warmth and companionship. 


-100 words-

If only you knew how this makes me feel!  Your piece takes my breath away!
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Post by: gwyllion on May 18, 2009, 08:10:30 am
Thank littlewing!

How about:


          *stop

          *merge

          *yield
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Post by: mariez on July 03, 2009, 12:52:11 pm
Unyielding

For so long she'd done what she'd been taught to do, had kept the peace and yielded to his wishes, but she found that when she lost her child she had also lost that long-held habit.  And when she saw the look on his friend's face she knew it was time to do what she'd been planning since he'd first called.

Let him think he'd scored a victory by refusing the request.  She knew that the contents of the paper bag that Ennis clutched so tightly were more inherently a part of Jack than those cold ashes would ever be. 

~~~~~~~~~
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Post by: gwyllion on July 06, 2009, 10:30:38 am
Lovely, mariez.  :(
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Post by: Luvlylittlewing on July 06, 2009, 09:36:25 pm
Unyielding

For so long she'd done what she'd been taught to do, had kept the peace and yielded to his wishes, but she found that when she lost her child she had also lost that long-held habit.  And when she saw the look on his friend's face she knew it was time to do what she'd been planning since he'd first called.

Let him think he'd scored a victory by refusing the request.  She knew that the contents of the paper bag that Ennis clutched so tightly were more inherently a part of Jack than those cold ashes would ever be. 

~~~~~~~~~
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Very moving, Marie!  I love it!
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Post by: fernly on July 07, 2009, 02:29:25 pm
Unyielding

For so long she'd done what she'd been taught to do, had kept the peace and yielded to his wishes, but she found that when she lost her child she had also lost that long-held habit.  And when she saw the look on his friend's face she knew it was time to do what she'd been planning since he'd first called.

Let him think he'd scored a victory by refusing the request.  She knew that the contents of the paper bag that Ennis clutched so tightly were more inherently a part of Jack than those cold ashes would ever be. 

Lovely, as always. Your drabbles cut right to the hearts of the characters, and your readers.
Thank you for this.