(Author’s note: A lot of life stuff happened over the last couple weeks. I am hoping to have a Fictioneers next week as well, and maybe even a unique story-ette. However, here’s today’s fictioneers!)
by Miles H. Rost
When your mind is full, sometimes you just have to sit on a toilet, and El knew this well.
His creative process took him to many places, but sometimes, the bathroom was where he needed to be.
He thought about Brenda, his beautiful wife of four years. He thought about how he looked forward to her days. The ideas flowed onto the paper, as he sat on the throne.
He poured out all that he had been feeling since he married her, even when he was gone with his band. He wanted to be home, and this was his ticket.
El and Brenda. You know him better as Lionel Richie.
Here’s the link to the seemingly tall tale of writing “Lady” on the commode.
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(Author’s note: Working hard on adjusting my schedule and getting rid of distractions in order to do better work. Also working on plans to put some of these stories on video, like Youtube or Vimeo. We’ll see what happens. Here’s today’s fictioneers, with a bit of The Church involved.)
© Jan Wayne Fields
Under The Milky Way Tonight
by Miles H. Rost
“All these stars, all this world,” Marina sighed in wonder.
“Takes a lot of work to hang all these up in a picture.”
She looked at Jeramiha, her astronomy partner, and smiled.
“Can you believe that we’re able to gaze up there and see all these different messy stars from ancient times?”
“I can, Marina. Though I prefer to look at the stars through the lens of a photographer. Capturing a perfect moment takes a lot of ingredients.”
“Starlight, alone time, crowd distance, and a nice camping setup?”
Jeramiha looked into Marina’s eyes, and smiled.
“Under the milky way tonight.”