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Fiction By Sarah Bethany // 1/16/2014

[I sometimes get a deep lonely feeling while writing, if my stories aren't at the stage to be viewed - do you know what that feels like? - so I am perking up my spirit by giving you a little slice of Sarah pie! Currently I am working on two short stories, one very long short story called "Jed", and, of course, "Martje", always. <3 Sarah]

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From "Jed":
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The phonograph was playing "We Have No Bananas". He was sprawled on the armchair, upholstered with an offensive pattern of mauve flowers. His feet were over the arm and a book was held high above his head. The room was full of sisters.

"Jeepers. Can’t we shut that off soon?"

"How about 'Over the Rainbow'?" picking up another record.

"No."

"But you love Judy Garland."

"I don't."

"All boys do."

"I love..." he said, raising his eyebrows into his dark hair romantically, "Edna."

"Stockbridge?" whooped a sister.

"St. Vincent Millay."

"What! Who? There's no Millay here."

"He means the poet."

"Oh. Well. If you don't start stepping out, I fancy you won't be with anyone," airily.

"That's not true, Minnie!" said Sunny, burrowing her cheek in her brother’s hair. "Jed's going to marry a princess."

“Thanks, baby.”

“And live in a castle?”

“For your information, Minnie –” he threw his book onto the ground and strung his hands over his eyes, “I am going with Aggie to a dance tomorrow night.”

“Aggie Cooney?”

“What other Aggie is there?”

“Beats me.”

“What?” lifting a finger over his eye. “Do you not approve of her?”

“I do. So long as she’s not your sweetheart.”

“Well, she’s not. We’re friends.”

“But ain't she in love with you?”

“I dunno,” he said.

"I think she's sweet on you."

"I said I dunno!"

Jed was stabbed by his conscience. He felt he should defend the privacy of Aggie’s heart, but he picked up his book again.

The throb of the poetry became shallow as “Minnie the Moocher” crackled out of the phonograph. He tried to focus on the poetry, to keep climbing the words like a rose trellis:

— Lord, I do fear
Thou’st made the world too beautiful this year;
My soul is all but out of me, —

— but Minnie had a heart as big as a whale!
Hi di hi di hi di ho!

“Can't a man read poetry around here!” he said, slapping his book shut. He stormed out into the night air where he could hear his soul think. The music floated through the parlor window, in softer tones, muted and altered now.

Comments

:)

I love the dialogue. I could see and almost hear everything happening.

Lucy Anne | Thu, 01/16/2014

"It is not the length of life, but the depth of life." Ralph Waldo Emerson

I love how you did that-not

I love how you did that-not many names or too many words, but just enough to get the feel of what was going on. I want more :)

Erin | Thu, 01/16/2014

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Again, don't know how you

Again, don't know how you write like this. It's simple, and lovely, and old-fashioned and straightforward and elegant. It's basically all the best adjectives you can think of!

Madeline | Thu, 01/16/2014

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

Again, don't know how you

Again, don't know how you write like this. It's simple, and lovely, and old-fashioned and straightforward and elegant. It's basically all the best adjectives you can think of!

Madeline | Thu, 01/16/2014

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

Again, don't know how you

Again, don't know how you write like this. It's simple, and lovely, and old-fashioned and straightforward and elegant. It's basically all the best adjectives you can think of!

Madeline | Thu, 01/16/2014

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

Again, don't know how you

Again, don't know how you write like this. It's simple, and lovely, and old-fashioned and straightforward and elegant. It's basically all the best adjectives you can think of!

Madeline | Thu, 01/16/2014

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

Oh my! hahaha! It posted my

Oh my! hahaha! It posted my comment four times. Sorry for that! :O Yikes!

Madeline | Fri, 01/17/2014

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

You were just giving me an enthusiastic response, is all ;)

Thank you girls so much!! These few words are enough to fuel me and lift my spirits! <3

Sarah Bethany | Fri, 01/17/2014

I feel like I'm reading some

I feel like I'm reading some old classic, like Little Women or Anne of Green Gables. Love that feeling, so thankyou!

Maddi | Fri, 01/17/2014

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

Sarah, how did everything go

Sarah, how did everything go with you sending in Martje somewhere?

Lucy Anne | Fri, 01/17/2014

"It is not the length of life, but the depth of life." Ralph Waldo Emerson

Maddi - some of my favorite

Maddi - some of my favorite books, so huge compliment :)

And, Megan, I hear in April!

Sarah Bethany | Fri, 01/17/2014

Mmm

This is soooooo wonderful! I loved the way you wrote this! Ditto to Homey, simple and elegant! Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!
"Oh. Well. If you don't start stepping out, I fancy you won't be with anyone," airily. Loved how you simply just added "airily" to the end, so off-handedly and so wonderfully.
More?

Kassady | Sat, 01/18/2014

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
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Write On!

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