A Question of Genre
Someone once asked if my life was a tragedy or a comedy.
We’d stopped counting drinks at that point. I was still wearing my suit, though the tie had been lost some hours before.
The pretty girls had all stumbled off – the ugly ones, too – back home or into someone’s bed, but we were uglier still: old, old men. We’d finished our game of chess and sat down for a drink with Death instead.
I have memories of nights like this, and better mornings – and pretty girls and ugly girls, sweet girls and mean girls – and the one I took home long ago and never gave back…
Tragedy or comedy? What a stupid question.
This is my response to this week’s Friday Fictioneer’s photo prompt (photo by Joyce Johnson, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields).
It’s not exactly in the holiday mood, I realize, but I think there’s a certain weird sweetness to it anyway (sort of?). Let me know if you agree, then click the blue guy up above to read the rest of this week’s stories. Happy Thanksgiving and a happy weekend!
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I like this very much Brian
Thanks Boomie!
Quite a story, Brian. A very unique take on the prompt. Never even thought about the tragedy/comedy masks! Well done.
shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you Rochelle – it still feels a bit uneven to me, but I think the main sense comes across. Glad it worked for you!
Very good, and quite unique story.
Much appreciated, sir!
Interesting question, Brian… I’ll have to think on it. I liked your story.
some questions are better left unanswered but pondered. well done.
Definitely – and sometimes there’s no clear resolution. Thanks for reading!
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What an impressive, reflective piece. Beautifully written with a compelling voice. Nice work.
I really appreciate that, Sandra – Thanks!
Echoes of the above, with a side of chips. Wonderful story — and being at the tail end of Nano makes it even more impressive. Bravo, indeed.
Older and uglier…the future looks so bright! It seems like a tragedy to me. Nice work!
Very nice! I really like the voice you used here, even though I can’t really name it. It just felt right and what someone might feel.
Thought provoking.
Hi Bri,
I too thought this looked like the tragedy and comedy theater masks. I liked the ambiguous ending, which I’m not sure was good or bad. Did he kill her and does “keep” meant they’re happily still together. Really good story. Ron
Unique story, Brian. I enjoyed it.
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Love the voice here, Brian. An interesting guy with a lot more story to tell!
I love the way this isn’t resolved and we can go on imagining. I’d like to hear more from the old guy. His voice is so clear and strong.
Interesting story. The one that never came back? I love that.
Interesting story. I already have memories too 🙂
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