Friday Flash Fiction – “Duelling Basses”

Posted on January 11, 2013 by kbnelson | 13 Comments

“You, uh…you been comin’ here long?”

“Yes, Frank. We’ve stood in this closet every weekend for the past eight years.”

“How’s your sixth-grader doin’?”

“Oh, you know. They’re all the same – too short to reach the tuning pegs, clumsy with the bow, embarrassed to be seen standing behind the cellos. If only Sasha hadn’t moved, I’d be in the youth symphony by now.”

“I got a girl this year. Big hands. Could be good.”

“Well, it’s all pointless anyway. It’s not like they can take us on the bus to practice at home.”

“I dunno. Sometimes they surprise you. Come in after school. Pick a little.”

“Hear that? The alarm’s set, building’s empty. Play me that Rachmaninoff piece, Frank.”

“Anything for you, Joan.”

If you want to gain a new perspective on classical music, take a moment to enjoy the video below – “Stronger”, as performed by Time For Three. I had the privilege of seeing these talented young men in concert this past year, and they are amazing! Bassist Ranaan Meyer is especially gifted, and turns the double bass into a whole new art form.

Many thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting the Friday Fictioneers! Each Friday brings a new photo prompt and the challenge to write a story in just 100 words. Follow the group on FaceBook or via Twitter – #FridayFictioneers. Please visit more Fictioneers for some Friday Flash fun!

Friday Flash Fiction – New Year’s Resignation (Sci-Fi)

Posted on January 4, 2013 by kbnelson | 12 Comments

: Photo copyright Rochelle Wisoff Fields

Light rained down upon the cheering crowds, each color exhaling with sensation. A boy and girl stood on the fringe of people. They ducked beneath a metal canopy with each star burst, avoiding the liquid light that coated the others.

“We have to get out now. Before the control effects kick in for the year.”

The girl shook a spark from the back of her hand, frowning. Yes, the annual medical conformity celebration. The spark burned and spread.

“Right…Just come out and see this last explosion.”

The boy looked up and his heart sank.

Friday Flash Fiction – “Along Came a Spider”

Posted on September 14, 2012 by kbnelson | 13 Comments

Photo copyright Rochelle Wisoff Fields

They had called her “Miss Muffet”, oh so many years ago. They thought it funny, her running away and crying behind the pump house, sucking on the swollen finger that would soon show the spider’s angry sting.

No one had considered her since. Not a single child commented on her sudden affinity for arachnids. No concerned mother queried her parents about her odd, luminous eyes, her preference for the dark.

She was grown now, with a husband. He labored for hours on the most delicate of artistic pieces – his gifts to the world. She liked to watch him work, thinking of their hundreds of children about to go off into the world. No doubt they would frighten many a child.

Many thanks to Madison Woods for hosting the Friday Fictioneers! Each Friday brings a new photo prompt and the challenge to write a story in just 100 words. Follow the group on FaceBook or via Twitter – #FridayFictioneers. Please visit more Fictioneers for some Friday Flash fun!