Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer/Music Challenge: An Ordinary Girl #amwriting #flashfiction #musicchallenge


Last week’s FFftAW is hosted by Priceless Joy. Also, this is not the recent music challenge but the previous one, Music Challenge #19, with the song “Ordinary World” by Green Day Featuring Miranda Lambert.


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Ordinary World” by Green Day Ft. Miranda Lambert


Gemma was furious, she strode to the back yard, grabbing her keys from her purse, sputtering off in her old Toyota. She heard her parents both yelling as she squealed away. She exited onto a highway, then into New York, the city of shining lights.

At sixteen she desired her own apartment downtown, near the train and whichever university fit her design passion. A place where her mom didn’t search through her stuff. She had collected a great deal of buried treasure for her future apartment. Gemma was extraordinarily intelligent and had the marks to attend any university, with a full scholarship, even at age sixteen.

The sunrise blinded her as she drove past the downtown core. At dawn, she got out at her favorite park with the tree with twisted roots. Here she had met Ethan. Together they existed in an Ordinary World of small dreams and endless moments. He supported her but convinced her time and again to return home only for another two years.

When she came home after her advanced high school classes, she was besieged by her mom and dad. She gazed apologetically at their worried faces, trying to find the right words. She knew they had big plans for her. They didn’t want her to be ordinary like them, but it was what she wanted most.


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Tale Weavers: Fiction – The Eyes of What Now? #taleweavers #amwriting #fiction #IdesofMarch 


Thanks to Lorraine from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting last week’s Tale Weavers. The theme is the a tale on the lighter side of things.

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Steve walked into English 311 wearing a toga and a gold spray-painted crown of leaves.

Dr. Lawerence, their English Professor, laughed at the front of the room along with some of the other students.

“Why is what Steve wearing funny?” Ambrose asked Jen, “Its not like this is some party.”

“I think it might have something to do with Julius Caesar. What about you?” Jen said dryly.

“The play we’re studying?” Ambrose’s asked. His friend, sitting behind him tittered. “Shut up, Dan,” he said.

Dan kept laughing, “How can you be reading Julius Caesar in English 311 and not understand why Steve is wearing that getup?”

Dr. Lawerence overheard his student’s conversation. He chuckled, ” ‘Beware the Ides of March,’ Ambrose. Remember what I said in Monday’s class?”

Ambrose shook his head, “Eyes of what now?”

The student’s around Ambrose and their professor laughed. Jen sighed. ” Caesar was assassinated on the ‘Ides of March.’ The seer in the play told him to ‘beware’ of it, but he was still stabbed and killed.”

“I thought Brutus murdered Caesar? Now you’re saying a seer did?”

Dr. Lawerence peered at Ambrose concerned, “Are you sure you want to major in English Literature, Ambrose?”

He looked up and shrugged. The professor sighed and returned to the front of the room. There was always one in every class.

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Poem: Free Verse – “Her Hair Is Falling Out”


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I felt it slice through my heart, 

The sharpened blade of a knife, blood spurting.

When she said her hair was falling out, 

It made it all too real.

I felt pierced by a sword, 

Blood draining from my face,

Collapsing from a wound brand new,

I wish I knew how she handled it.

Could face the world with such grace,

I tried to put myself in her shoes,

To keep it about her.

But if she is anything like me,

The loss of blond locks would be gory,

An image of c#%€£r, to be detested and banished.

But reality spears through the aching heart,

She handles all with fierce fire.

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But when she said “my hair is falling out,”

My eyes filled with salt water, 

Channels of tears went down pasty cheeks, 

Off skin prepared for the night; I lost it.

In her pictures, she appears happy, like herself,

Handling each trial, each challenge with a smile.

But when she wrote “we’re going wig shopping,”

The tears wouldn’t stop.

And the pain in my stomach is a giant knot.

I’m scared to release that pent up rage, 

At God for allowing her to find out four stages in, 

With a two-year-old and loving husband of only a few years.

She’s living life —

But I ache for her and I pray,

Because I know there is no other way.

Let God heal the c#%*£rous growths.

Let her be healthy, let us grow old as friends.

Let her baby have his Mother.

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I think it’s an issue of vanity,

A woman’s hair, her crowning glory,

But my friend’s beauty goes beyond her features,

Beyond skin deep, 

Yet I weep while she smiles,

Picturing her hair at her feet.

Her new wig on her head,

Being prepared for when,

She loses all of her hair.

But yet she finds the strength to keep fighting.

Without blond hair to shield the struggle behind.

Without one of her most defining features,

She loosing her hair with such fortitude.

My friend does not cry,

She smiles with eloquence, 

Handles her fight with class.

But I weep and I weep.

In my dreams, I cry for her, 

For her I’m so afraid of losing,

When we’ve both only begun life’s journey.

She’s come this far,

In prayer and empathy, 

I cheer her battle on.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

And then I Awoke!


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It has been a frustrating past 3 weeks but the situation is looking up. I spent 3 weeks almost just sleeping trying to get use to an antipsychotic drug for sleeping. This drug would allow me to use less of another sleeping pill I need to sleep and give me greater cognitive clarity. But the truth is you never know how you are going to react to medications. There are so many side effects I wonder sometimes why we bother with them at all and I also wonder for the people taking them if they truly are helping them despite the side effects.

The medication I was on at only half a pill even just made me sleep. When I started to sleep a bit less I found myself extremely foggy and having even less energy then I had before. To give you some idea, walking from the beginning of one wing of Kingsway Mall to the end at of that wing made me extremely fatigued both physically and mentally. The mall wasn’t busy but it seemed noisy to me and I couldn’t really concentrate on looking at clothes or shoes or anything ( very odd for me), I just sat in a waiting area while my mom looked.

But I decided after that outing that this drug I was on was not to be because it wasn’t

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fixing anything for me just making it worst. So I went back on my Gabepentin and felt extremely sleepy on that medication all day until yesterday when I finally felt awake enough and had energy enough to go downtown and just do simple errands such as going to the drugstore. I started gift shopping as I have 4 birthdays, Mother’s Day, and 2 baby presents to get. I have 2 birthday presents picked out and both baby presents. My brother will take care of the Mother’s Day present so I’m just left with 2 Birthday’s that I’m thinking I will leave until May, although I will have to make a stop at Papyrus or some card store before the middle of May.

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Because I missed 2 classes of my Lighting course and I wasn’t sure how long I would miss class for I decided to drop the course. I wasn’t happy about it but I know after missing 2 3 hour classes I couldn’t catch up. So, in September I will be able to finally take that Residential Design course. I just want to get it over with but that is the soonest I can take it. I will see what courses they offer but maybe I will do Green Design if it is available — that course interests me a lot.

I also thought I could take an editing course instead at home in spring but it turns out nothing that I have perquisites for is available. So that is disappointing! I wish SFU had something I could take. But oh well I guess I will just have a long summer.

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The worst thing about being home and asleep 24-7 was having to cancel plans with friends and A. Sometimes it is difficult to find times to visit people so I am kind of hoping I can replan events with not to much trouble. Also, since my boyfriend A has been home on sick leave from work I’ve seen him about a half hour in 3 weeks and that bothers me when he is actually home that I haven’t been well enough to have a decent conversation with him. I know once he goes back to work it will be 3 weeks on and 1 week off again but all the more reason to see him more now.

But I feel back to normal again and that’s such a relief. Take care everyone and have a good weekend!