My First Stab at Fiction…please be kind

20 Aug
Dear Readers,
My interest in writing fiction has become stronger and stronger and I am the first to recognize all my limitations or more harshly put, lack of talent but my mother would say, “Nothing ventured, nothing gained.” So in my mother’s memory and in the spirit of all her love, I’m throwing caution to the wind, here goes it!  
Ally woke to her husband deep rhythmic breathing in their large king size bed to an overcast sky with threatening clouds looming above as she started her day. She awaken to a bad feeling, so far only a couple minutes into the morning and nothing about her day felt good. She thought about lying in bed for a few more minutes with her eyes shut it had been a late night with friends but Ally pushed those feelings aside and got out of bed. She stood straight for a moment motionless listening for sounds from her children’s bedrooms ensuring no one was awake. Ally tiptoed out of her bedroom for she feared if her husband woke-up, he would not be able to go back to sleep and it was he who had stayed up even later to clean up after the last guest left.  All she wanted in this moment was some peace to keep her precious morning quiet without her thoughts being interrupted, time to think about last night and all the cast of characters in last’s night get-together.
Rising early and turning on her coffee machine is something Ally looked forward to without fail except for this morning a nagging feeling kept rising up in her chest, something wasn’t right. It felt more like an anxiety attack but she couldn’t put her finger on it. Why today much less at six in the morning. Last night’s conversation with a friend was still being played over and over. Did he mean to blab all that information? Did he have a motive for saying what he said, was he just drunk? There are no secrets in this town he does not know and the town knows it. But yet his words still clung to her like a damp t-shirt, it was upsetting and he knew it. Why, why? She didn’t know if she was embarrassed, angry or empathic but then again did it really matter? She wished she could push the re-set button and not know what she now knows…what was that saying, “ignorance is bliss?” 
Ally walked down the back stairs and as she got to the last step she could see her neighbor Jim White out her kitchen window peeing on the bushes. Three years ago she had those bushes planted exactly there for a purpose, to separate her driveway from his. But in retrospect a fence would have served her better but at the time had not wanted to spend the extra money it would have cost. Not only would it have solved her first problem but it would have certainly taken care of her second problem; Jim White’s boorish male habit of peeing outdoors while facing her house. Disgusting act she thought, as if he didn’t know peeing outdoors for his neighbors to watch wasn’t acceptable. Jim knew he was on display from her kitchen and he didn’t care. His dog immediately sniffed Jim’s morning deposit and quickly lifted his leg in the exact same spot…revolting she thought.
But the smell of the brewing coffee quickly distracted her and drew her attention back inside the walls of her own home. The sounds and smell of coffee brewing in the morning gave way to a calm and serene feel…ahhh, coffee is always so calming she thought and she began to feel maybe everything was going to be OK today regardless of her neighbor’s animal frat row behavior. At least she knew her two daughter’s day would be OK. They were both looking forward to a birthday party at a friend’s pool. It would give her a couple of undistracted hours to herself.
On good days Ally was able to keep herself busy in a complete state of denial or rationalize her behavior was actually helping her family. But today she knew was not going to be one of those days (a good day) and in her heart of hearts she knew that was the source of her anxiety (it always was). Ally feared she wasn’t going to be able to stop the consequences from happening, not this time, not after last night’s conversation…why, why did he have to tell her? Ally knew she had seen too much and now knows too much, the brutal reality of truth forced upon her like the pain of a migraine. Ally knew better then to entertain such childish fantasies of remaining in the dark; it would only lead to more unwanted disappointments and heartaches.
With coffee in hand she leaned over and turned her computer on. It beeped and flashed brightly and in a minute or two Ally would be connected to her other world that she could escape into; her sister’s and friend’s emails, wonderful loving emails of inspiration from her mother, plus informational updates from clubs and organizations she donated her time.
She blinked twice making sure her mind wasn’t playing a mean trick on her, the email she saw brought a smile to her face, maybe Ally thought, just maybe today, she would check her sanity at the door just one more time, ignore reality for she had gotten very good at fooling herself or maybe just very good at rationalizing her behavior. All she really wanted was a chance; a chance to pretend everything was exactly the same, just as it was before.  She thought, Com ‘on now…. really is that too much to ask? Not for today she softly whispered not for today!
Asklotta and staff is MINDING YOUR BUSINESS today feeling very brave!
Again, it has been my pleasure to tell you what to do and what NOT to do!
Kindest regards,
President and CEO

6 Responses to “My First Stab at Fiction…please be kind”

  1. ann gross August 20, 2012 at 12:08 pm #

    I have not been keeping up……you know how it is when a boy is home….. back to doing stuff like cooking and piles of laundrey and wondering where they r at 2:30am
    …I really like the start of this,you have my attention although im not the best reader…ie” 50 shades of gray” dont hold it against me!!…haha… please do write more 🙂 oxox

    • asklotta August 20, 2012 at 1:25 pm #

      hahaha, you are so funny! Thanks for the encouragement. By the way, so fun seeing you Friday!

  2. t August 21, 2012 at 12:35 am #

    Intriguing – I’m looking forward to reading more!

  3. Dave August 21, 2012 at 5:26 am #

    Pretty good, all in all! I’m impressed!

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