Spotlight (99 Words)
This was it. The moment she had been waiting for.
Grace stood looking into the mirror. Her hair was brushed. Her lips were painted. It was a picture-perfect reflection. In the next room she could hear the other band members laughing, teasing. It seemed like an impossible dream that they had gotten this far.
Never Buy an Online Restaurant (148 Words)
It seemed like a deal too good to be true. Mick’s dreams of running his own restaurant seemed so immediate and so real that he closed the deal on Ebay and dropped out of school.
He thought twice too late. The “restaurant” had clearly not been used for years. Mick doubted if there were even electricity.
It’s More Than a Doodle (180 Words)
To be honest, Ms. Dailie always thought he was cheating, but the truth of the matter was Jim just couldn’t believe his eyes.
He followed the motion of Sally’s pencil. He always knew that with a name like Sally she couldn’t be normal. During their math exam, he had positive proof. Instead of answering the questions, Sally was doodling. Every now and then she would thump her thumb on the desk and chew her eraser, but mostly she doodled.
The Three Sisters (152 Words)
Once upon a time there were three brothers who lived with their parents in the midst of a vast forest. If there were any other people in the forest, they knew nothing of them, for they found no trails other than those they themselves had blazed, and they found no pits for iron in the bogs other than those they themselves had dug, and they discovered no hewn trees other than those they themselves had hewn.
Wallie and I had to reblog this… the imp has a weakness for good music!
While I’m waiting for “The Three Sisters” to come out tomorrow . . .
Back in 1972, on their first album after CSNY split, Graham Nash knocked off a little ditty called “Blacknotes,” released on the album Graham Nash David Crosby. At only 58 seconds, the tune barely had time to do anything other than suggest that you:
Sit yourself down at the piano, just about in the middle.
Put all your fingers on the black notes, anywhere you want to.
Write a song, sing along, and understand that you can play.
Or words to that effect, accompanied by Nash doing a bit of keyboard mashing, presumably only on the black notes. You can find the song on YouTube.
That song doesn’t show off Nash’s talent particularly, and that’s his point. I suppose some folks eventually begin to realize that listening to music is only half the fun. It’s…
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