Alive and Kicking

Alive and Kicking
August 11, 2011 17 Comments Writing Stephanie Ayers

I am not in a particularly writerly mode this week. My writing muse has taken a vacation and been replaced by my creative {design} muse instead. Enjoy this little piece anyway.it is my response to both the Indie Ink Writing Challenge and the prompt from The Red Dress Club.

“Did you finish your story yet?” Calvin’s deep rumble interrupted Anna’s thoughts mid-sentence. “It’s almost 3 am. The witching hour…”

“I’d turn my head so you could see the eye roll, but I’m in the middle of a sentence. Horror novels don’t write themselves, you know.”

Gentle hands caressed her bare shoulders, decorated only by the thin straps of her white camisole; the occasional soft fingertips left lingering traces on the nape of her neck. Silk lips met satin earlobes, nuzzled the jugular on their way to her shoulders and down her back; an attempt at romance ignored as the click of the keyboard continued. His eyes scanned the screen in hopes that the ending was near. Either his eyes were betraying him, or there really was no ending in sight. The air expelled from his lips taking voice, he returned to the couch dejected. The clicking stopped for a moment, and his ears picked up the delicate creak that meant she was turning in the chair.

“I’m sorry, Calvin. This story just doesn’t want to end. I can’t make it come if it’s not ready. There’s yet another blood bath around this corner, a new blade or screwdriver in that one. You know these undead guys are incredibly difficult to kill.”

“At the rate this story is going, this very alive guy will end up being very dead by the time you finish it. A little break is all you need, I promise.”

“Oh, honey, I just can’t. Not yet. I really shouldn’t even be talking to you now. I’m in the moment.” Another creak told him he was dismissed. The distinct clink of glass on glass told him without looking that she was pouring another glass of wine.

“I can think of a moment or two you could be in right now,” he mumbled, turning the television volume up a little louder to drown out the repeated clacking. He turned the light out on the end table; a soft glow lit up the corners of the room from her small desk lamp. White light flickered across the room as he channel surfed. He settled on an old John Wayne western as her fingers typed in cadence with the hooves of the wild horses running off the screen.

“They all dead yet?” A crack of thunder punctuated his words.

Eyeroll. “No. but…”

“But?”

Sigh. “They are all mostly dead. What about you?”

A pause hung in the air, quickly filled with the gasp of his yawn. Hollow tapping came from the couch as his hand met the cushion near him. “Nope, still alive and kicking.”

“Hmmm.” Anna rose with a creak, her camisole left draping over the back of the chair, the computer screen black. “I think I can manage one more…”

This week’s Indie Ink Writing Challenge was delivered by My Eclectic Book. She challenged me with 4 things to add to my story: a late night, a glass of wine, a horror novel and a thunderstorm. I challenged octoberesque with a picture prompt. Her incredible response can be found here.

So, what are you waiting for? Take the challenge today.

This week’s Red Writing Hood prompt was to write about sex without actually writing about the actual act. Leave a little to the reader’s imagination. I hope I did just that. What do you think?

Concrit is welcomed and appreciated.

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Stephanie Ayers A published author with a knack for twisted tales, Stephanie Ayers is the Executive Creative Director of OWS Ink, LLC, a community for writers and readers alike. She loves a good thriller, fairies, things that go bump in the night, and sappy stories. When she is not writing, she can be found in Creative Cloud designing book covers and promotional graphics for authors.
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  1. 17 Comments

    Carrie

    you know…this almost fits the Red writing hood as well. Just the hint of sexual tension and the possibility of oh so much more at the end 😉

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      DM

      yes, it is written for that, too. I’m going to flesh it out more tonight to fit better.

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    Christine

    I think my husband feels like this…often. I like this line a lot “I’d turn my head so you could see the eye roll, but I’m in the middle of a sentence. Horror novels don’t write themselves, you know.” It tells me so much about their relationship.

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      DM

      I will confess that this is written from experience, LOL. While I have never blown my husband off to keep writing a horror novel, I can think of a time or two where he got blown off because I was in the moment with something. LOL.

      Thanks for stopping by and reading!

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    TheKirCorner

    OOOOOH, Steph, I loved this. LOOOOVED it.

    It was sexy and real, so vivid, I could have been sitting in that room and almost blushed when she went to him. The last line: Perfection.

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    jessicaanne

    Fantastic take on the prompt! Very easy to relate to, writing or not, I think we’ve all done the blow off. I loved the sexiness you wrote at the beginning and the end. I may have blushed at the end. 🙂

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      DM

      You may have blushed at the end? Woot!! LOL. Thanks, Jessica!! 🙂

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    NotJustAnotherJenn

    I love how realistic this was. How many times have we been in a similar situation? Maybe not horror story writing, but maybe cooking or washing dishes, or just watching TV, and one partner approaches the other who’s too busy, but then gives in to temptation. Great job.

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      DM

      Thanks, Jen! I’m glad it was relate-able. It makes me feel really good to know that the time I spent going back and fixing it was time well spent.

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    Galit Breen

    I absolutely adore this take!

    It’s all too relatable and there’s so much to love- your uncanny ability to respond to two prompts, the description around the desk, the karate chop ending.

    Girl? You nailed this one!

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      DM

      Aw shucks, thanks, Galit!

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    CDG

    I thought it was a great response to the prompts, and definitely sexy—especially since when I’m on a roll, I know my husband doesn’t think writing’s sexy, but I do…

    and everybody ends up winning then.

    One tiny thing? Calvin. Makes me think of Billy Crystal’s “Ride me, big Sheldon!” speech from WHMS. I know it’s totally a shallow, subjective thing, but I went from *mmmhmm* to *uh-uh* at the name.

    And yes. I know. That’s ridiculous.

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      DM

      Hahahahahaha!! And the funny thing is? Calvin just kind of inserted itself in there. LOL. Calvin and Anna are probably two of the unsexiest names I know. LMAO.

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    Ixy

    Nicely done – something about the beginning made me think she was going to incorporate him into some kind of real life horror! I think it was the thunder crack. So for me the happy ending was a twist.

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    Ixy

    By the way, I like your new layout!

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