Thursday, September 20, 2018

PIQUANT blog post #303
Courtesy of PxHere Free Prints
“Larry and Laura” is popular according to page hits, but not many of you contacted me with comments. Let’s try another short one this week.

          Sometimes vocabulary—you know, words—can get you into trouble.
          Let me tell you what I mean. My name is Wylie, and I’m about as different from the other kids in my class as my name is from Robert or John. I guess you could say, I’m confused. Sometimes I see Helen Hagen practicing with the other cheerleaders and I get all steamy from looking at her curves and long blonde hair. You know, feeling weird down there and ashamed someone will see and hoping she does. Okay, that’s the way it’s supposed to be, so what’s the problem?
          The problem is Robby Belson, who’s the team quarterback and as pretty as Helen is… except in a different way. And he’s as curvy as she is, too… but still in a different sort of way. But my insides treat them the same. I get syrupy and weak-kneed and stutter and embarrassed around either one of them.
          I’m not on the team, but I run the snack bar at the school’s field, so I’m around both the team and the cheerleaders a lot. Worse, I have classes with the two of them. And to top things off, I do better in the classes than either one. Especially, in the English class. That’s where I got in trouble.
           Miss Hardesty was talking to us about vocabulary. How everyone needs a better one. How to build one. As usual, she picked on me to make her point.
          “Wylie, describe Helen in one word.”
          “Beautiful.” I’m sure I blushed a little, but she merely smiled.
          “Come now, you can do better than that. You have a great vocabulary. Use it.”
          “Lovely, alluring, glamorous.” My mouth got started and wouldn’t stop. “Exquisite, radiant—”
          “Excellent,” she interrupted. “Now describe Robby in one word.”
          “Piquant,” I blurted without thinking.
          Someone from the back of the room spoke into the sudden hush. “Doesn’t that mean hot and spicy?”
          Ears flaming, cheeks scarlet, I nodded my head. “Y-yes.”
          Thank goodness, Miss Hardesty moved on to others to make her points. I sat for the rest of the class with my head down, not daring to look at anyone.
          I walked home alone feeling as low as a wad of gum on a shoe sole. Everyone stared at my back as I passed by, or at least I was convinced of that.
          I followed my usual pattern of grabbing a glass of milk and a cookie to settle down at the kitchen table to do my homework. I always finished it before my folks got home. Dad was a carpenter and mom worked at a day care center.
          Finished with my lessons, I was considering splurging on another cookie when the phone rang. My spirits soared through the roof on hearing the voice on the other end.
          “Wanna go for a Coke?”

Okay, so who do you think called? Helen? Robby? Miss Hardesty? Your imagination can fill in the answer… and take you down the road a bit farther.

My latest book, The Lovely Pines, is now out. Please get a copy and give me feedback on the novel. Some Amazon reviews would also help.

Now my mantra: Keep on reading. Keep on writing. You have something to say… so say it.

If you would like to drop me a line, my personal links follow:

Twitter: @dontravis3

Here are some buy links to the Lovely Pines:

Abaddon’s Locusts is scheduled for release on January 22, 2019, and The Voxlightner Scandal is coming along.

See you next week.


New Posts are published at 6:00 a.m. each Thursday.

No comments:

Post a Comment

Blog Archive