October 16, 2009

  • The Harmonica Player--Audio/Video/Text

    My guest for this post is...me! because I will be using multimedia. Hilaw writes a lot of fictional stories, and recently she wrote several 100-word fiction entries. She talked about reading sometime, and somehow I ended up promising to do a reading someday. Hey, even I can handle 100 words! So this is that day. See original text below.
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    The Harmonica Player (by Hilaw)

    (100 words)

    She gives me a quarter and a buck-toothed smile, and it isn’t as bad as her mother said, which made her cover it as they walked past because her mother sounded sure it was something she needed to wear braces for - this beautiful girl, who faces me, unlike others who turn away like my mother did, whose eyes would land on all things but the side of my face my father said looks like a burning paper in slow motion when I move it, like the lit up Monopoly hundred-dollar bill someone laughing dropped into my bowler hat once.

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