Sorry About That

Oops. I suffered from an embarrassing case of premature publication this evening. I mistakenly posted my A to Z post for the letter “W,” which I wrote tonight (Tuesday) for publication tomorrow (Wednesday), without changing the posting date to the 27th.

So if you got an email notification or if it showed up in your reader, and when you tried to go to it, you got a Page Not Found notification, that’s because as soon as I saw that it published earlier than I planned, I moved it back to “draft” status.

Come back tomorrow (Wednesday) morning at 6:00 Pacific Time, when it’s now properly scheduled to post.

Sorry about that.

#WDYS — Sister-Friends

They were two girls in the orphanage. They’d both been there for so long that neither had any memory of life before the orphanage. The two were inseparable. They played together, read books together, laughed together, ate together, slept together. They were like sisters, the older one, Monica, taking the younger one, Nicole, under her wing. But they were only related to each other by their camaraderie.

One day Monica was out in the back behind the orphanage building reading to Nicole from her favorite book of fairytales. One of the staff members came to find the two girls. “I’ve been looking all over for the two of you,” the woman said. “I’ve got great news, Nicole. A lovely couple is adopting you. Aren’t you the fortunate one?”

Monica dropped the book. Nicole, tears flowing from her eyes, reached up and hugged Monica. “I’m not going,” she wailed. “Not without my sister!”

I’m sorry, sweetheart, but that’s not the way it works,” the woman said. “Besides, Monica is not your sister. Come along, girl.”

Monica, also crying, hugged Nicole one last time and said, “You go on. I’ll be all right and one day soon, we’ll find each other again.”


Nicole was adopted into a loving, caring family, and as the only child, her adoptive parents doted upon her. She was unable to contact Monica, but never forgot about her orphanage sister-friend. When she turned 21, Nicole was determined to find out about Monica, and she persuaded her father to hire an investigator to try and locate Monica.

Monica had run away from the orphanage about two years after Nicole was adopted, the investigator found out. She seemed to fall off the face of the earth until about ten years later, when the body of an eighteen year old girl was found in a shallow grave just outside of the city. The dead girl’s fingerprints matched those of Monica from the orphanage.

Nicole was heartbroken, and decided then and there to dedicate her life to helping abandoned young girls find loving families, just like the one that adopted her.

This sad tale was written for Sadje’s What Do You See prompt. Photo credit: Ben White @ Unsplash.

The Dilemma

“I think you’re being a bit melodramatic,” Clyde said to Gloria. “You’re a talented, elegant, beautiful woman and you look stunning. No one is going to notice a little pimple on your neck.”

“Little pimple!” Gloria repeated. “It’s a huge, red, pus-filled carbuncle. Everyone will notice. They won’t be able to look away. It’s like an accident by the side of the road. People slow down and stare. They can’t help themselves.”

“You’ve been looking forward to tonight’s event for weeks, Gloria.” Clyde said. “You shouldn’t feel reticent because of a small blemish.”

“That’s easy for you to say, Clyde. You’re a man. Nobody cares what you look like,” Gloria said. “No one will be mocking you, talking about you behind your back, giving you looks of pity.”

“I’ve got an idea,” Clyde said. “I’ll be right back.” Clyde left the room and returned a minute later. He was carrying a small box. “Here,” he said to Gloria. I was planning to give this to you for your birthday, but I think this is the perfect occasion.”

Gloria took the box from Clyde, opened it up, and smiled. “This is perfect,” she said as she pulled the silk scarf from the box and draped it around her neck. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and said, “What carbuncle?” Then she stepped up to Clyde, put her arms around his neck and kissed him. “This scarf and the earrings you got me for Christmas are the perfect accessories for tonight. Thank you. I love you,” she whispered.

Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (melodramatic), The Daily Spur (talented), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (elegant), Word of the Day Challenge (carbuncle), E.M’s Random Word Prompt (reticent), and My Vivid Blog (accessories).

V is for Vertigo

For this year’s A-To-Z Challenge, my theme is MOVIES. I will be working my way through the alphabet during the month of April with movie titles and short blurbs about each movie. Today’s movie is “Vertigo.”

No one should leave out Alfred Hitchcock when it comes to discussing great films, and “Vertigo” is certainly a great Hitchcock thriller to highlight. This was a 1958 American film noir psychological thriller directed and produced by Alfred Hitchcock. The story was based on the 1954 novel D’entre les morts (From Among the Dead) by Boileau-Narcejac. The screenplay was written by Alec Coppel and Samuel A. Taylor. It starred Jimmy Stewart, Kim Novak, Barbara Bel Geddes, and Tom Helmore.

The film received a lukewarm reception upon its release, but is now considered to be one of director Alfred Hitchcock’s most complex movies and is commonly ranked among the greatest movies ever made.

Detective John (“Scottie”) Ferguson (Jimmy Stewart) has retired from the San Francisco police force because he developed a paralyzing fear of heights and vertigo after a rooftop chase that resulted in a colleague’s death. He comes out of retirement, however, at the behest of Gavin Elster (Tom Helmore), a college friend who wants Scottie to follow his wife, Madeleine (Kim Novak), and ascertain what’s behind her peculiar behavior.

Scottie unexpectedly falls in love with Madeleine, only to witness her suicide. Devastated by her death, Scottie later encounters Judy Barton (also played by Novak) and obsessively remakes her in the image of the dead Madeleine. However, Scottie does not realize that Judy already knows him because she had pretended to be Madeleine as a ruse concocted by Elster to cover up his wife’s murder.

That’s about all I can say about the plot without giving away too much.

In “Vertigo,” Stewart played, arguably, the most complicated role of his career, abandoning his all-American persona to portray a man driven to the edge of insanity by his obsession with a woman he fears he can never have. Novak is plays the classic Hitchcockian icy blonde. Vertigo is considered Hitchcock’s most personal film, with Scottie’s obsessive remaking of Judy into the character of Madeleine being a metaphor for Hitchcock’s direction of the lead actresses in his films.

Vertigo is also noted for its groundbreaking camera technique, the dolly zoom, an in-camera effect that distorts perspective to create disorientation, to convey Scottie’s acrophobia. As a result of its use in this film, the effect is often referred to as “the Vertigo effect.”

In 1989, “Vertigo” was one of the first 25 films selected by the Library of Congress for preservation in the United States National Film Registry for being “culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant.”

Previous A2Z 2022 posts: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Fandango’s Story Starter #43

It’s time for my weekly Story Starter prompt. Here’s how it works. Every Tuesday morning (my time), I’m going to give you an incomplete “teaser” sentence and your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to build a story (prose or poetry) around that partial sentence. It doesn’t have to be the first sentence in your story, and you don’t even have to use it in your post at all if you don’t want to. The purpose of the teaser is simply to spark your imagination and to get your storytelling juices flowing.

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

I was feeling particularly cynical when it came to…

If you care to write and post a story built from this teaser, be sure to link back to this post and to tag your post with #FSS. I would also encourage you to read and enjoy what your fellow bloggers do with their stories.

And most of all, have fun.