Friday Fictioneers – Love Lies Dying

(No author’s note. Just nice! Be with you next week.)

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© Rochelle “The Boss” Wisoff-Fields

Love Lies Dying

by Miles H. Rost

Charles came home from school and ran upstairs without even a hello.

For 7 months, this happened everyday. Only stopped plinking to eat and sleep.

Finally, he came out of his room one day and called a family meeting. As the family gathered, he set up his one-man equipment.

“Family, I’ve slaved 7 months for this moment. To be able to present my new music. I call it “Jingle Rock”.

He played his heart out for 4 long minutes. The family paused, and finally clapped.

“What do you think?”

“You’re 32 years too late, son. They called it AOR back then.”

Charles only facepalmed.

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17 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Love Lies Dying

  1. How frustrating for poor Charles! But then, how common, as well: it’s almost impossible to invent something nobody else has before you, and to do so on your first try, as a child? Everyone has to start somewhere — hopefully Charles will keep trying!

  2. I had to google AOR. (Adult Oriented Rock) even with your excellent example. I totally missed the movement. So if I was a musician, I could easily have ended up in his shoes.

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