Place Series Day 6: Starbucks

26 Aug

A mocha, a cushy couch. Memories inspired by the man-sandles I saw on the guy sitting catty-corner to me. Oh, how my father would despise those shoes, I thought. And I was off and running.


Working Title: Blood
1st Sentence: When I was about twelve years old, I once put myself into a euphoric state by imagining the act of slamming the back of my brother’s head with a cast iron skillet.
Favorite Sentence: And then I would run lightly up to the back of the sofa, right behind his huge head—barely covered with the same fine hair I had, no protection at all—and hover there, for a moment, thinking like this, this fast, this hard.
Word Length: 822


Photo: Hello, my friend. August 2012.

2 Responses to “Place Series Day 6: Starbucks”

  1. jbh August 27, 2012 at 8:29 AM #

    Whoa! Looks like a keeper.

    • Claire Guyton August 28, 2012 at 9:19 PM #

      Thanks but I can’t say the whole shorty lives up to the lines you’re seeing. But maybe revision will make it a beauty.

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