(Author’s note: So, I know I’ve only been posting once every two weeks for a while. Let me explain why: Wednesdays were chosen for me to exercise. When I come home, I usually end up falling asleep while writing. This means I don’t get things finished. This will change after November AND after I move to a new place. It’s just taking a little longer than I’d like. Anyhow, here’s today’s fictioneers…)
© Roger Bultot
(Don’t You) Forget About Me
by Miles H. Rost
“It’s so cavernous.”
Yumin looked around, in awe of the rotunda of the former cathedral.
“It’s also one of a few places where the church allowed music videos to be shot.”
Aaron gazed upon the wonder in her face, lit up like a christmas tree.
“Music videos? Like which one?”
He gazed into her eyes, then pointed behind her.
“The one that’s being made right now. The one we’re in.”
“Wait…”
She turned around, looking far off into the lens of a barely hidden camera.
“Who’s music video are we in?!”
Aaron put his arms around her, and whispered, “Ours.”
Music and Fiction 