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https://silverbirchpress.wordpress.com/2016/05/23/bumpy-rides-story-by-linda-oconnell-starting-to-ride-poetry-and-prose-series/
The link will take you to my latest publication about a ride we've probably all taken, a bike ride.
I watch Liam bravely lift his little legs when he zooms down the driveway on his ride-on bike or little car, and I imagine him in fourteen years, zooming into the love zone like the 16 year old character I am writing about in my work in progress:
Puppy love and first cars are equivalent to a fast ride on a figure eight track, all consuming and completely confusing. At the ragged edge of aggravation, with his engine gunning, sixteen-year-old Luke roared around the bend. Hit a road block at the intersection of Leave-me-alone! and No-I-won't-give-up-on-you.
He disregarded every glaring amber warning sign, and rushed headlong to prove himself. At a red light, he slammed on the brakes, flung down his cell phone and spat, "Forget about Kate!"
Kate heard the sincere purr of his engine and gave him the go-ahead. She'd take him for another spin. One more chance. This was it.
https://silverbirchpress.wordpress.com/2016/05/23/bumpy-rides-story-by-linda-oconnell-starting-to-ride-poetry-and-prose-series/
I watch Liam bravely lift his little legs when he zooms down the driveway on his ride-on bike or little car, and I imagine him in fourteen years, zooming into the love zone like the 16 year old character I am writing about in my work in progress:
Puppy love and first cars are equivalent to a fast ride on a figure eight track, all consuming and completely confusing. At the ragged edge of aggravation, with his engine gunning, sixteen-year-old Luke roared around the bend. Hit a road block at the intersection of Leave-me-alone! and No-I-won't-give-up-on-you.
He disregarded every glaring amber warning sign, and rushed headlong to prove himself. At a red light, he slammed on the brakes, flung down his cell phone and spat, "Forget about Kate!"
At a stand still, he surveyed his love life,
questioned his options, contemplated his rapidly depleting gas gauge. Running
on fumes, emotions idling high, he waited for a signal.
At the ping
of a text-received, he unclenched his fists, revved his motor and exceeded all
speed limits. Supercharged, he muffled a plea bargain. Kate heard the sincere purr of his engine and gave him the go-ahead. She'd take him for another spin. One more chance. This was it.
He sped off, thrilled to have one more lap on the
double back track.
Hi Linda...Thanks so much for all your sweet visits. Love them. Your little Liam is a darling baby boy. He's growing up too fast! Take care. Susan
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ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your bumpy ride story and also this snippet of your current work, Linda. Congratulations on the latest publication of your writing. Thanks for sharing these! :)
ReplyDeleteWell, I haven't taken any bike ride in my life, and I'm very frustrated about that.
ReplyDeleteI like the scene with Luke, that 16 year old character in your work; it's realistic and emotional. Placed in a triangle: his bike, his cellphone, and his girlfriend Kate - he gets the signal he has waited for from her , and is thrilled to go on with his ride.
I like this! Puppy Love makes for some very dramatic moments. Thank you for stopping by my blog today.
ReplyDeleteA little romance is enough to get my attention. :) Thanks for sharing this snippet!
ReplyDelete"the ragged edge of aggravation" Just love that! Write on, Linda. =0)
ReplyDeleteHi Linda,
ReplyDeleteYour blog always is a delight! So happy to read you about your WIP.
Something about being on a bicycle makes me feel relaxed and carefree. Maybe I ought to buy one of those old-fashioned, fat-tired, clunky bicycles of my youth and take a ride.
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