Time for this week’s Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers. It takes place each Wednesday. 100-150 words more or less. I’ll put the link to this week’s stories at the end of this piece. Drop by to read or write or both 🙂 Thanks to PJ (Priceless Joy) for hosting this challenge. Here’s the photo and my story (175 words):
Mother always says I’m crazy. Since I know that opinion clearly depends on her definition of crazy, I’ve never paid much mind to her assumptions of me.
About 20 years ago, I moved out west. According to mom’s outlook on life, everyone out west is probably crazy. That could be why I like it so much here. I’ve never tried to run away from my craziness as much as I’ve tried to tone it down just a tiny bit.
I bought a small town house in the Haight. The previous owner had flattened the signature bay windows. I’ve hung old lace panels and strung crystals from the curtain rods. All around me glows magic and rainbows.
Mom and I talk on the phone each week.
“When do you think you might be coming out, Mom?” I’m always asking.
“Soon. Maybe. Are you happy, Polly? And you like your place?” Mom sometimes asks.
“I do like it, Mom. It really stands out from the other buildings. You’d just love it,” I always say.
other stories can be found here: this week’s stories
photo prompt Copyright Vanessa Rodriguez