blogtember: fiction


Today's Blogtember prompt put a lot of us out of our elements: a fiction prompt. I was happy to give it a shot since I've been tossing around the idea of participating in NanoWriMo. I was also happy to give it a shot because I couldn't think of anything more perfect than sitting on my back porch, wrapped in a blanket, listening to the rain, creating an imaginary [4 paragraph] world.  

The prompt: A piece of fiction that starts with:

To say I was dreading the dinner party would be the understatement of the century.

The second shipment of our things was lost somewhere over the Atlantic, so I was stuck with one of two outfits:my travel outfit, leggings and a giant t-shirt, or my unpacking outfit, leggings and a slightly smaller t-shirt. 

"You look beautiful," Sam reassured me.
"Your lying hasn't improved recently," I reassured him.

He couldn't possibly expect me to meet his new boss and her wife in a t-shirt. It was so... American. "I should just throw on a fanny pack to complete the ensemble," I said.

We moved to Amsterdam five days ago, and I might as well have had a scarlet "A" on my chest. American. 

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The story had to stop there, my friends, because this is what happens when you stop keeping track of your dog to focus on your blog: