Monday, October 19, 2015

A New Beginning...

Beastly Bear Fiction

Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages...sit back and let me spin you a yarn.

This marks the debut of a new; well let's say an "addendum" blog, dealing specifically with my attempts to write fictionalized stories.

If you've read my main blog "Den of the Beastly Bear" you've read my true stories with only names, dates or locations changed to give those involved a modicum of anonymity. 

Some of these will be for weekly blogger challenges like the "micro-stories" challenge where you must tell the story in exactly 42 words.
Based on a question or picture supplied by the challenge. 

THAT is tougher than you'd think...

Sometimes it will just be something rattling around in my head that might come up from a conversation, a picture, a song who knows.

As a long time lover of reading and books, I've always toyed with the idea of writing fiction. Not just relating true stories in what I've hoped is an entertaining way.

I'll start with a short story I wrote which stemmed from helping a friend by proofreading her story for a challenge. Our stories really have nothing in common, save the picture from which they drew their inspiration. Amazing how two minds can see the same thing, yet go different places. This was also not a 42 word challenge.

Originally I called this "Sunset",  but I think a more apropos title may be "The End of Things." I hope you like it.

So without further adieu, here is...

 The End of Things
As Jane poured the last of the wine into her glass, she stared out at the setting sun and wiped away a tear. She thought of it as a metaphor for her relationship with Dave, who lay motionless entangled in the rumpled sheets where they'd just made love. For the very last time.

High school sweethearts, they'd been together through 25 years and two beautiful children, good years. That was over now, and never would be again. It was the affair.
An intern, barely out of college. Wide-eyed and so very impressed with him, he thought she didn't know.

So for their Anniversary, she'd rented an oceanfront hotel room, he loved the sea. A bottle of his favorite wine and they would make love one last time before she told him she knew. She loved him so much; it was the only way she could ever let him go.

So, when it was over and he lay back drowsy and spent in the damp tangled sheets. She got up to get them more wine; her purse was right there. 
"So," she asked over her shoulder. "were you thinking of her?"
 She reached inside.
"What..." he replied sleepily. "What are you talking about babe?"
"I said, Were you...thinking...of her???" She said slowly as she turned and leveled the revolver at his chest.
That woke him up.

The windows were open, and she could hear them coming now. 
A distant wail over the crash of waves. Everyone's windows were open...enjoying that gentle breeze that blew in off the ocean. She was sure everyone had heard.

She finished up the last of her wine and gently set the glass aside,
raised the gun to her temple and looking out on the very last sunset of her life.
She joined him in the next.

Well, there you have it.
I had posted this on my main blog, but it really doesn't belong there. So I created this one.

Stay tuned entering my first challenge Wednesday, Oct. 21st.!  

As always comments are appreciated if you like what you read tell me. If you think it sucks, tell me that too! I'm a big boy; you won't hurt my feelings!

Be Well Folks,
Beastly Bear


  1. Love, love, love this! And I'm SO happy you decided to really dig in deep and take this direction with your writing, because, after all, you ARE a writer my online hubs and I couldn't be more proud!

    1. Thank You Karen...we'll see what this brings. If nothing less it will exercise the creative chops! Hope I don't disappoint you! ;-)

  2. You definitely do not suck. ❤️😀

    1. Thank you Jo, gonna play around, have fun hopefully! Lol
      Thank you for dropping in!

  3. Great little story Joe. Taking my advice, eh? Good luck to you my friend. You have some great ideas and I will look forward to you giving them voice. ♥

    1. Thank you Kathy, it should be fun...a thanks for the push to try.