DAY 6: In the tiny bar we grab a booth in a dark corner. I can’t help but order the usual, as does he, and so begins the dance of love swirling over ice. “I’ve missed you.” We say in unison; tethered together, that old familiar pull, kites on a string…we navigate the winds that howl outside, a reminder that all is not as it seems.
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DAY: 3 The crisp early sun weaves together things that did not exist before and calls into question last nights binge; to forget, to remember. I take into account that each step I take is grounded in a past drowned in an amber colored glass. Yet curiosity, possibly boredom, make me wander forward…
I will post everyday at noon. Join me for a quick noon-time on-going story.
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Last year on 1/1/18, I began a twitter story that was supposed to run all year, but due to a flu that knocked me down for about three months and then other life stuff, the story didn’t get that far. Although it is not the first day of the year, and it’s a year later, I’m going to begin the story again. Last night on Twitter I posted Day 1. Today I will post Day 1 and Day 2 here and continue until…whenever. Let’s see how long I can write it.
I hope you enjoy it!
WHISKEY & MOONLIGHT©
Day 1: This is not a love story… How could it be? It shouldn’t be, but last night a warm scotch and the shadow of a super moon illuminated the black hole of a cold broken heart…and I glimpsed things I never knew before… #kw2018/2019twitterstory
Day 2: The dance of Whiskey & Moonlight swirls and pulls life out on to the page. Raw, disconnected. Echoed silence whispers to me- go into the dream and I will be there… the shadow cast is wide, no more going inside… #Whiskey&Moonlight©2018/2019 #kw2018/2019twitterstory #fiction