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Yeah Write #33: Ginny-Come-Lately (#flashfiction)

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Not again. I’m cursed. How am I running behind? Oh, yeah, get up an hour early, dress, groom, and wear my coffee. “You’re late again Ms. Lately,” they’ll jeer. I sprint. A boom rocks the block and my bus belches a blaze.

 

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13 comments on “Yeah Write #33: Ginny-Come-Lately (#flashfiction)

  1. blackcherriess
    March 16, 2016

    i guess she now has a legit reason for being late …

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  2. d3athlily
    March 17, 2016

    Yay for an easy out! Haha 😂

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    • Laissez Faire
      March 17, 2016

      And thanks to phones it can be streamed live. “No really, my bus blew up. /I/ almost blew up. I think I’m taking the rest of the day off.”

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  3. Cyn K
    March 17, 2016

    I enjoyed the alliteration in the last line.

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    • Laissez Faire
      March 17, 2016

      Me too. I wasn’t going to at first, but I changed a few words to “b” sounds to amuse myself. I think I spend twenty minutes trying to decide if I should go with “rocked the block” or “bounced the block” .

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  4. Marcy
    March 17, 2016

    Love the sounds in your last line.

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    • Laissez Faire
      March 17, 2016

      Thanks! I thought all the “b” sounds would sound like vibrating booms.

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  5. Jennifer G. Knoblock
    March 17, 2016

    Fate steps in. I like how the bulk of this is the build…seemingly an ordinary day…makes the shock at the end that much more powerful.

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    • Laissez Faire
      March 17, 2016

      It’s funny, I wrote the whole story, just so that I could use the title Ginny-Come-Lately. ;P She had to be chronically late of course, and her last name had to be unfortunate. LOL

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  6. livebysurprise
    March 17, 2016

    Well…that would set anyone behind really.

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  7. Arden Ruth
    March 17, 2016

    Love that the story builds to that last line just brimming with bbbbs. 🙂 I was not expecting that ending. Hopefully they’ll take that as a legit excuse!

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  8. Michael
    March 17, 2016

    This reminds me; my mom was late to work once because a plane had to make an emergency landing on the interstate. When she finally got in, her boss was all, “Oh, you’re late? I suppose you’re going to give me some crazy excuse like a plane landed on the interstate?” My mom: “Well, actually…”

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