Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Three Word Wednesday~Flash Fiction

Three words, persistent, callous, interfere, as a prompt... the rest is fiction, plain and simple.


It was nothing more than a need for her to interfere with my life that kept her persistent in staying involved in my doings, leaving spam, making rude comments on my postings and sending me batshit crazy letters. She had a callous disregard for the understanding I was not interested in what was on with them; I had moved on happily. Her obsession with me was complete, surpassing any relationship she had in her life.

Eventually, I installed a code that redirected her to a porn web site every time she came to my blog, a move that both delighted both of us--me by it’s in your face comment and in the end, her innate desire to have more than one partner. Who knew stories about group sex would be right up her alley.

Last I heard, they were both living in a polyamory relationship on Staten Island with a lesbian from Toledo--and I’m bored with the lack of excitement dealing with her gave my life.


ThomG said...

So, at some point, you're going to have to tell me about the batshit-crazed commentor you have written about previously.

(But this is some really great stuff.)

SweetTalkingGuy.. said...

I knew someone like that too, she invited me round to her place, I stepped off the ferry, took a cab to the address she gave me, knocked on the door, she opened it... and then I woke up!

I like the way you placed all the prompt words!!

The NaisaiKu.. Challenge!

the Constantly Dramatic One said...

Yes, I am with Thom here.

Anonymous said...

Someone forgot to take their medication(s) again, huh?

Tumblewords: said...

Strange tale - interesting twist and a fun read!

austere said...

I bow to thee, o Quin.


Anonymous said...

Truth is an amazing source for fiction writing. Gotta wonder how many think that this psycho lunatic is but a figment of your imagination?

She's doing a really shitty job of stalking, right now, since half of Blogspot knows about it; maybe she just needs props. (It's got to be humiliating to be such a failure in an adult relationship that one feels the need to stalk one's lover's better, uh, prior lover. And then to not even be able to do THAT right.)

I need her address. I want to send a fedora and raincoat for her birthday.

Cormac Brown said...

The Missus gave me a good quote the other day and it was going to be my post for this morning, til something came up...

“Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't.”

-Mark Twain

quin browne said...

and, it continues!