FTS — The Open Road, Part 2

D73C408B-B838-481A-8051-7B9B8C2491AATeresa, the Haunted Wordsmith, tagged me to write part 2 of her latest Finish The Story challenge, titled “The Open Road.”

Here’s how Teresa started the story:

It was Spring 1962. Mick, Harry, and Jefferson just graduated from Lincoln High School. The VW bus was stocked with a few changes of clothes, and enough food and 8-track tapes to last for days. It was just them, their future, and the open road.

“Man, this will be great,” Mick said, leaning back in the driver’s seat. He pulled his draft card from his shirt pocket and threw it out the window.

Harry and Jefferson laughed. They burned theirs the night before. No one was going to tell them where they were going to die, or that they had to kill others in the process.

“Nevada, Colorado, then Canada,” Jefferson said, sweeping his long, stringy blond hair out of his eyes.

Harry looked at him through his light brown vail and laughed. “Failed geography, huh.”

Mick laughed. “So did you.”

“Ah, who cares!”

As they drove down the highway past the redwoods and toward the open desert, the Beach Boys blared through the open windows, and the wind blew their concerns away with it.

After a few hours of driving, they saw a little red car pulled off to the side of the road with a very distressed young woman standing near it.

“What do we know about cars?” Harry asked as Mick pulled over.

“Less than we know about pretty girls,” Mick quipped.

“Need some help?” Harry asked through the passenger window.

And here is part 2:

Sally was trouble. She knew it and she used it. Her long, dirty-blonde hair, her large blue eyes, and her extraordinary body were her tools that enabled her to get pretty much anything she wanted.

She was standing there by the side of the road, next to her stranded, somewhat beat-up MG-TD roadster. Wearing a loose halter top, tight bell-bottomed jeans, leather sandals, and a dazzling smile, she was like an apparition to these three eighteen-year-old boys.

“Oh thank God,” she responded to Harry’s question. “Stupid me, I ran out of gas out here in the desert, of all places. I was beginning to lose hope and then you boys came along to save me.” Sally batted her eyelashes and said, “I’m so terribly thirsty.”

Jefferson, carrying a canteen of water, was the first out of the old VW bus. He handed it to her and was joined shortly by Mick and Harry. “What’s you name and where are you headed?” Mick asked.

“Sally,” she said, “and I am hoping to get to San Francisco.”

Jefferson looked at his two companions and then back at the girl. “You are in luck, young lady,” he said. “My friends and I are heading to Canada by way of San Francisco.”

Harry started to object, but Mick poked him in his side with his elbow.


To continue this journey into the great wide open, I am tagging Keith over at Keith’s Ramblings. I hope he’ll pick it up and run with it.

Rules

    1. Copy the story as it appears when you receive it (and the rules please)
    2. Add to the story in which ever style and length you choose
    3. Be sure to pingback or comment on the original post (here) please
    4. Tag only 1 person to continue the story
    5. Have fun!

I also snuck in my Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (extraordinary) into this post.

So Many Questions

9A507F46-4A95-4A91-A61E-941F76D813A6Sadje over at Keep It Alive was just nominated (again) for the Sunshine Blogger Award. She dutifully answered the 11 questions asked of her and, per the instructions, posed 11 new questions. But rather than nominating 11 new bloggers for the award, she instead wrote, “My nominees are anyone who likes to answer my 11 questions. You all are invited to participate!”

So thanks for the “nomination” and invitation, Sadje. Here are your questions and my answers.

  1. What made you start your blog? I retired at the end of 2016. By May of 2017, my constant presence around my wife (i.e., always being underfoot) prompted her to say to me, “Why don’t you start blogging?”

  2. What do you enjoy most about blogging? I enjoy exercising my imagination when I write flash fiction and expressing my utter disgust for Donald Trump, his administration, cabinet, and the Republicans in Congress.

  3. What is your dream? That there will be an enormous “blue wave” in Tuesday’s elections, that Robert Mueller will find irrefutable evidence of high crimes and misdemeanors perpetrated by Donald Trump, which will result in his removal from office, that America will be able to recover from the damage that he’s done to our country and to the environment in my lifetime, and that, when I go to sleep each night, I’ll wake up the next morning.

  4. How do you find inspiration to write? You mean aside from my wife urging me to get out of her hair by blogging? I find inspiration from word and photo prompts, family and friends, and the news.

  5. Which is your favorite place on the planet? My home.

  6. Coffee or tea or…..? Coffee, for sure.

  7. If you had to cook dinner, what will you cook? Probably pasta.

  8. What do you think of climate change? It’s real and it worries me.

  9. Who is your role model? To be honest, I don’t really have a role model at this point in my life.

  10. Which is your favorite time of the year? Fall.

  11. Books, TV, or movies — how you spend your free time? Sadly, of the three, it’s TV. But I probably spend an equal amount of time writing and reading blog posts, which makes my wife very happy (see question 1.)

As Sadje did, I now invite anyone who wishes to answer these questions to feel free to do so.

Song Lyric Sunday —Piece of My Heart

Helen Vahdati’s theme for today’s Song Lyric Sunday is “take/taking.” The song that popped into my head as soon as I saw that theme was “Piece of my Heart” from Big Brother and the Holding Company featuring Janis Joplin singing lead vocals.

“Piece of My Heart” was written by by Jerry Ragovoy and Bert Berns, and was originally recorded by Erma Franklin, Aretha Franklin’s younger sister, in 1967. It became a much bigger hit when Big Brother and the Holding Company covered it in 1968 on the band’s album, Cheap Thrills. The single made it to number 12 on the US pop charts and is Janis Joplin’s signature song, along side (arguably) “Me and Bobby McGee,” written by Kris Kristofferson, which was released in 1971 after Joplin’s death in 1970.

The song is essentially about a lovelorn woman so enraptured by her man that she’s willing to break off yet another piece of her heart if only he will take it. Joplin showed off her extraordinary vocal dexterity on the song, which was right in her wheelhouse in terms of dynamics and subject matter.

Here are the song’s lyrics.

Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on!

Didn’t I make you feel like you were the only man – yeah!
An’ didn’t I give you nearly everything that a woman possibly can ?
Honey, you know I did!
And each time I tell myself that I, well I think I’ve had enough,
But I’m gonna show you, baby, that a woman can be tough.

I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it,
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby!
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, oh, have a!
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby,
You know you got it if it makes you feel good,
Oh, yes indeed.

You’re out on the streets looking good,
And baby deep down in your heart I guess you know that it ain’t right,
Never, never, never, never, never, never hear me when I cry at night,
Babe, and I cry all the time!
But each time I tell myself that I, well I can’t stand the pain,
But when you hold me in your arms, I’ll sing it once again.

I’ll say come on, come on, come on, come on and take it!
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby.
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah,
Oh, oh, have a!
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby,
You know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good.

I need you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it,
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby!
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart, now darling, yeah, c’mon now.
Oh, oh, have a
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby.
You know you got it – whoahhhhh!!

Take it!
Take it! Take another little piece of my heart now, baby,
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart, now darling, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Oh, oh, have a
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby, hey,
You know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good.

FOWC with Fandango — Extraordinary

FOWCWelcome to November 4, 2018 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “extraordinary.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.