Vows that Paint Pictures (Six-Sentence Story)

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It’s a good day…we write, then read 6-Sentence stories.  The link above will steer you to this weekly challenge, where you’ll meet the host, Denise–and get her all-important prompt word (on Sundays), as well as other info you need to join the talented group of writers. 

This week the word is “VOW” (said in a hushed voice).  And here’s the next scene in the story I began last week:

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Judd was in his studio working on a new painting he’d titled, “Winter Love”–he smiled, hearing Lorelei come in.

From behind, she twined her arms around his shoulders, nuzzled his neck… “it’s coming along well, the blue of the waves with snow falling into them is especially nice–so soft and quiet, calm,” she said.

“You’re my Number 1 Fan, easy to please–what’s on your agenda today, Love?”

Her lips against his ear whispered, “the scent of oil paint is a powerful aphrodisiac–are you feeling romantic?”

‘Romance’ was her remedy for myriad ills (and a desirable one it was)–however, he wasn’t inclined to lay aside his brush just yet; “you are a temptress, irresistible more often than not…one day I suspect my ship will wreck upon your shore–is that the goal?” he teased.

But her thoughts were little birds, flitting here and there; she smoothed his fraying denim collar, and said, “I want to invite Pastor Richard to dinner…his backstory must be fascinating–I know I’m intrigued…do you think he’s taken a vow of celibacy?”

Force of Life & Love

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Hello again!  I hope the New Year hasn’t beat you up too badly already…if I was a preacher (I’m not), I’d pat you on the shoulder and say, “gird your loins, be strong and courageous”. 

If that sounds too strenuous, you’ll like this better:  “find something FUN to do, preferably a creative hobby, a healthy distraction”.

 Taking my own advice, I’m here on a blog and heard about a writing challenge that sparked my interest.  It’s called “Six Sentence Story”!  As near as I can tell, the instructions are fairly simple, good!  However, I trust that if I’ve gone astray, someone in the know will graciously steer me right. 

So, 6 sentences and an enticing Word Prompt each week (and rumored to have a boatload of fine established writers, hosted by a lady named “Denise”)…I’ll give it a whirl with “FORCE”.

~~~a love story…

Having left Hawaii, his first love, they’d returned to the Pacific Northwest, her choice although she had no pleasant memories of it; but the climate was generally temperate, and to her, Puget Sound was equally as beautiful as his tropical vision of Heaven.

Alas, it was January of the new year, a bleak and dreary canvas with frosty rain–only now and then a bit of sun to encourage those who insisted this was “God’s Country”.

They’d been married forever (except for that 3-year marital catastrophy she’d embarked on at 21, to punish him for not retiring early and marrying her when she turned 18).

He’d known her since she was a child–a precocious, bright as a new dime child, but a child no less; now they were “older”…he, considerably more than she–though he was in good heath, “fighting fit” as the saying goes.   

The gray-on-gray sky he gazed into was no longer new, and he murmured to himself:  Life is strange at best, mercurial…unexpected gale winds threaten to take you out if you don’t keep a sharp eye on all that is your personal realm.

And love...the full force of it was an audacious breath-taking blessing–one which brought its burdens; privately, they sometimes weighed on him, having the ability to strike fear in mind and heart; nevertheless, Lorelei was Judd’s singular true passion.