Hermit behavior

I've been pretty guilty of it lately. My one year bloggiversary came and went, but my mind has been on tons of things other than my blog and my writing. I'm not proud. I'm not happy. I wish things would level out and I could go back to the way things were just a few months ago.

My computer went tits up last Wednesday and now I'm on a sort of temporary set up just so I can be online. I am the opposite of a happy camper about this. Luckily, I was able to salvage my four stories.

Here is another 100 word short I did a few weeks back. I hope everyone is doing okay and you're making a lot more progress than I am these days. Stay warm, y'all.

BIG BROTHER



Scandal’s ‘Goodbye to You’ warbled through static on his Trans Am’s radio. Mildew beneath the seats stank of old beer and fried food.

“You booze, you snooze, Flair Bear.” The pet name once warmed me, but my older brother fell from idol to scoundrel in my jaded eyes.

“It doesn’t go like that.”

I regretted getting in the car. He reached for the fisted hand on my thigh. I pulled back. His skin, mottled like jasper, told me all I needed to know.

The door protested as I climbed out. “Don’t come back.”

“See you tomorrow.”

“No. You won’t.”