“Wait a moment!” she shouted into the hallway, startling her friend, who had just raised a second glass of Pinot G. to her lips.
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“Honestly,” she confided, opening the third bottle, “I am beginning to think that having control of his State pension is not worth the running up and down the stairs every time Dad needs the goddamned loo.”
"You got two chances, two seconds. Just before they wake, or just after they sleepin'. Two inches under the ear. When ya see it, do them quick. Keep at it until the fucker comes out. Don't stop. You can't stop." Zeek had said.
Staring at her head. I raised the hammer. WHICH ear though???!
I have had that exact moment. I still hate myself for it even though I've found redemption since. However far you run, you cant run from yourself. one of your best (from my perspective) Miguel.
The moment held all within its grasp – the loves and joys, the pains and sorrows, the fun and frolics, the hurts and despairs, the richest golds and diamonds, the poorest grits and rags. It experienced warmth of sun, drenching rain, perilous frosts and unpredictable winds. In all these things it gave blessing for this moment of life.
There's a moment between compliance and resistance where everything shifts, Vivian had whispered, her gardenia perfume making Riley's pulse race. In that heartbeat between proper procedure and delicious subversion, the 92-year-old resistance leader's eyes held dangerous promises. When their fingers brushed over forbidden documents, Riley realized: perfectly filed paperwork wasn't the only thing heating up the prop room.
PROMPT: MOMENT
THE WOMAN ON THE TRAIN
She was sitting opposite him on the train.
He’d spent the last half an hour trying to work out what he wanted to say to her, waiting for the perfect moment to introduce himself.
In his mind, he’d already planned their first date.
And the second.
But then she got off at the next stop, and the moment was gone… 🚆😎🚆
This was just the inspiration I needed. I now have next week's newsletter written in record time!
That's awesome Ophelia!
This was good. Reminded me of a piece I once wrote about the word instance….sort of moment ish!
Coming from behind after a day out yesterday...
Moment - 60 words
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“Wait a moment!” she shouted into the hallway, startling her friend, who had just raised a second glass of Pinot G. to her lips.
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“Honestly,” she confided, opening the third bottle, “I am beginning to think that having control of his State pension is not worth the running up and down the stairs every time Dad needs the goddamned loo.”
60mg a Moment
"You got two chances, two seconds. Just before they wake, or just after they sleepin'. Two inches under the ear. When ya see it, do them quick. Keep at it until the fucker comes out. Don't stop. You can't stop." Zeek had said.
Staring at her head. I raised the hammer. WHICH ear though???!
Her eyes opened. Panicked, I struck.
I have had that exact moment. I still hate myself for it even though I've found redemption since. However far you run, you cant run from yourself. one of your best (from my perspective) Miguel.
Another entry. I forgot I had written this.
A moment after a spring rain.
In a few moments, the image was gone, changed.
In a moment, a smile.
In a moment, a touch.
In a moment, laughter.
In a moment, …
If we look, really look
We can catch moments that can
Change the way we perceive the world.
The old woodworker wiped sweat from his brow, knife poised over oak.
One final cut. A gasp, a shift, eyes blinking to life.
“Father?” the boy whispered.
The woodworker stepped back, tears in his eyes.
He’d carved countless puppets, and finally, he’d succeeded.
He'd been gone for so many years, but in this one moment…
his son was finally back.
Microdosing Fiction - 60mg of a Moment
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They smelled the fried gyozas as they stepped inside. Everyone froze as the officers spread out.
The chief approached the target, sitting alone, his back facing them.
The fugitive was found and surrounded. An overdue victory.
He stopped in front of the man, staring at a steaming ramen bowl.
He calmly picked up his chopsticks.
‘Can I have a moment?’
The moment held all within its grasp – the loves and joys, the pains and sorrows, the fun and frolics, the hurts and despairs, the richest golds and diamonds, the poorest grits and rags. It experienced warmth of sun, drenching rain, perilous frosts and unpredictable winds. In all these things it gave blessing for this moment of life.
There's a moment between compliance and resistance where everything shifts, Vivian had whispered, her gardenia perfume making Riley's pulse race. In that heartbeat between proper procedure and delicious subversion, the 92-year-old resistance leader's eyes held dangerous promises. When their fingers brushed over forbidden documents, Riley realized: perfectly filed paperwork wasn't the only thing heating up the prop room.
I hope there’s more to come.
Connecting another dot.
MOMENT
In a single, brain-searing moment, the ticket agent’s life changed forever.
She was losing badly at online poker, so barely noticed the man with the teenage girl.
Then, one single shot, shattered the night.
Someone fell to the floor, but all she saw was the gun, the guy grabbing the screaming girl, then running out of the bus station.
Ack, got super busy, but here it is, late.
Moment
Seize the moment. The past came unbidden, his hopes, his successes, his failings, the fall.
No, the future. What did it matter? The future was dark, set. No point in wasting time on it.
The present is all that mattered. He grasped at it, watched it slip away. The moment is all that mattered now as the ground rushed up.
Their paths converge—an accidental brush of shoulders.
Apologies spill, eyes meet.
In that fleeting moment, time halts.
A spark ignites, hinting at stories yet to unfold.
Then, the world resumes its pace.
They part ways, strangers once more, each carrying the echo of a chance encounter, pondering the possibilities of a connection never made.
My heart fell from the sky, shattered and solidified – instantly.
Announcing our long fought for pregnancy to my brother, at just the right moment.
Fleeting delight, soured by a tale of their own recent loss and likely barren future.
Imagine my heartbreak when the cruel lie was revealed?
Narcissist couldn’t bear stepping out of the spotlight for a moment.
Moment / 60 Words
He’d had his fifteen minutes of fame, his moment in the sun. Forgotten by all, as years went by.
Hero, no longer. Cop, no longer. Hopeful, no longer. Colin Shaw stood in the small kitchen drinking another beer.
A knock on the door. Two little girls, now grown women, stood smiling. He saved them once, now they would save him.
Oh lovely end
Hope for the future! I like this one.
I want to hear more.