Flash Friday Fiction: Ignorance Is Bliss

Navajo man representing the Yebichai god Zahabolzi/Zahadolzha. 1904 PD photo by Edward S. Curtis; image retrieved from Wellcome Images.
Navajo man representing the Yebichai god Zahabolzi/Zahadolzha. 1904 PD photo by Edward S. Curtis; image retrieved from Wellcome Images.

Ignorance Is Bliss
Margaret Locke (margaretlocke.com or @Margaret_Locke)
206 words

My dad and I, we loved going downtown.

Sometimes we’d stop in the five-and-dime and buy a tomahawk or a big hat with feathers, and pretend we were Indians, hunting the White Man and chasing buffalo.

We didn’t worry about being politically correct. That didn’t exist then.

Sometimes we’d eat lunch at the local diner, chowing down on hamburgers and malted milkshakes to our heart’s content.

Nobody cared about cholesterol or calories or fat content or sodium levels.

Occasionally he’d take me to the hardware store, and we’d buy nails and lumber remnants. We were gonna make a treehouse better than anything Swiss Family Robinson ever had, until lightning split the backyard oak in half.

We climbed the gnarled trunk anyway, never thinking twice about broken bones or insurance issues.

The last time we went downtown was after dad lost his job. We stopped at the bank, where he showed the teller my pea shooter. She was so impressed, she gave him wads of cash.

I didn’t understand he’d committed armed robbery. I just knew he was my dad, and I loved him.

Life was much simpler then, before I learned about jails and the justice system and poverty and crime.

I don’t go downtown anymore.


This week we had to construct a story around this photo prompt and a downtown setting, all in 200 (+/-10) words. How did I do?

I hope you’ll hop on over to Flash Friday Fiction and check out the other terrific (and tiny) tales waiting for you!

 

That Moment I First Held My Novel (A Man of Character) In My Hands…

Margaret Locke A Man of Character

My face says it all, doesn’t it? I’m holding MY BOOK In. My. Hands! I am BEYOND excited!

You, too, can hold a copy if you’d like, come May 26th – or pre-order the digital version now: http://bit.ly/AManOfCharacter

Now excuse me while I run around and hyperventilate some more…!

Writer Wednesday: Meet Lissa Matthews

Lissa MatthewsWelcome back to another fabulous Writer Wednesday! Today Lissa Matthews, who’s sassy and sultry, with a little bit of naughty (oh, wait, maybe that’s her books…), joins us and gives us a peek into her writerly life – and gives some excellent advice for newbie writers, which applies equally to life in general, I’d say!

What inspires you to write?

Everything. I’ve been weaving fairy tales since I was a kid and started writing in Jr. High. It’s how I escaped the reality of some situations I didn’t know how to deal with. It’s how I explored feelings when I didn’t know how to talk or express them in any other way. Everything I see, do, experience, witness, hear is an inspiration.

Name one interesting thing you learned in researching/writing your last book.

I’ll share three. In researching/writing The Tattooed Barista, I learned that mobile coffee karts are becoming a big deal. I learned that frosting melts beautiful and creamy when hot espresso is poured on top of it. I learned that I really like music from the ’40s.

What one piece of advice do you wish you’d had when first starting out?

Listen to yourself, your gut, your heart, your mind. Don’t let anyone tell you how to write, what to write, who to impress, how to carry yourself. Just be yourself. Just be genuine. Just be authentic. You’ll be happier that way. (ML’s note: LOVE this!)

What’s your favorite romance novel of all time, and why?

Linda Howard’s After The Night. It’s emotional, painful, raw, erotic. It’s full of every emotion and a strong, fragile heroine. It’s passionate and I have read it over and over and over again. I am always amazed that I get sucked into it from the first page, as though I’m reading it for the first time.

Want to know more about Lissa’s books? You’re in luck, because here are the blurbs:

The Tattoed BaristaThe Tattoed Barista – COMING SOON!

Derek Grayson couldn’t lie his way out of a paper bag, but somehow he’s managed to convince his less-than-approving mother of his engagement to the teal haired, dangerously curved, tattoo covered, coffee cart owning girl named Peggy.

Peg, not ‘Peggy’, is far from amused by Derek’s fib, but the way he kissed her, left her wondering what might have been if she hadn’t been paid to play along.

The stakes are higher than the original bargaining price, a new business is getting off the ground, and it’s going to take a whole lot more than caffeine to get through this wedded mess.

Grinding GearsGrinding Gears – AVAILABLE NOW!

In the final laps, it’s ALL or NOTHIN’

Jason’s entering his rookie season as a big time stock car driver in the national spotlight, but he’s no stranger to breakneck speeds, sponsor expectations, or the older women who’ve revved his engine since he was a teenager. He’s content to learn and indulge himself in fun until a blind date with a curvy smartass brings his boots to a screechin’ halt.

Alli’s strong, driven, and a recent law school graduate. She’s also on a self-imposed man hiatus. And despite the lure of a sexy, race car drivin’ cowboy, the good intentions of her friends, and an incredible job offer, she’s not giving in to the temptation.

Is she?

Jason knows he’s got one shot to prove himself to his new owners and his new high profile sponsor on the most famous super speedway of them all and… only one shot to win the heart of the woman he hopes is waiting for him at the finish line.

Find Grinding Gears here: Amazon | Barnes and Noble | All Romance eBooks

Want to connect with Lissa to find out even more? You can find her here!: 

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/LissaMatthewsfanpage
Twitter: https://twitter.com/lissamatthews
Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/authorlissa
Website: http://lissamatthews.com
Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/hy8xo

Thanks so much for joining us, Lissa! 

Monday Funnies: A Different Kind of Indie

indie mainstream

*swoon*

True story: When my husband first saw this movie (at age 11), he honestly didn’t realize the Professor and Indiana Jones were the same person. Apparently the glasses really threw him off.

I love to heckle him about that.