I hope you’re all having a frabjious weekend. Until I get more of it down on paper, I’m nearly out of Six’s from Scarlet Reign. I could pick the bones a little more I suppose. I think I’ll move on for this week. Although it still gives me trouble getting it just right, this is the opening six from my short story, Squishing Whistle Pigs.
I remember when insanity wasn’t a household word, when my own salvation was held in higher regard. Getting by in the world used to be a heroic act; honorable efforts would please our Godly, Beowulfean ring-giver and guarantee us glory, or at least a car that runs. Fate has put me in a compromising position since then. Today, life is honorable like a Banzai charge.It’s been two years since Erin left, together for nearly a decade. The love loss took her quickly.
That Banzai charge stuff vexes me to no end. Yes, I know a Banzai charge is honorable, but it’s still an all-out, mad rush to your death. After losing the love of his life, that’s the kind of rationality the narrator has going on inside, so it makes sense to me. Not so much to the few who have read the piece, however.
In any case, I hope you enjoy this week’s offering. Please visit the official site for more great writers for Six Sentence Sunday, and click on my favorite Sixer’s here: Wendy S. Russo, L.J. Kentowski, Loni Flowers, Kelly Seguin, Mae Clair, Daniela Renelt, Karen de Lange, Mackenzie Crowne, and Steven Montano.