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Flash Fiction Friday 036: I Dream of Violence by AJ Kirby

Welcome to Flash Fiction Friday and the thirty-sixth piece of flash fiction in this series. This week’s is a 500-worder entitled ‘I Dream of Violence’ by horror, crime, thriller author, interviewee and spotlightee AJ Kirby.

I Dream of Violence

Eight years old and only just grown out of Transformers tee shirts, but still rather enamoured with waist-coats in the style of Han Solo in Star Wars, my mum and dad sat me down at the breakfast bar one day in front their big Ban the Bomb poster. Said they had something important to tell me. Something to do with why I’d kept getting ill recently. Something to do with why they hadn’t let me play out a while.

They told me I was going to hospital.

It wasn’t so much the operation that worried me (after all, I’d played Operation many times and was fairly confident I could handle all that stuff) but the being away from home thing. What if I wet the bed?

Dad must have spotted my worry and, feeling guilty, he offered me a bribe. A present. Mum shot him a fierce look but said nothing.

I thought he’d forgotten, but he said the same thing when I was in the hospital bed under those sheets pulled so tight I couldn’t kick my legs.

‘Choose anything you want,’ he said, reaching over the bed and touching my arm. I noticed the twitch as his hand brushed past the drip which was embedded in me.

‘I want a cap-gun,’ I said, knowing that my predicament put me in an excellent bargaining position.

A look of unspoken disappointment passed between my parents then. My mum’s eyes chastised my father for his neglect to install a proper clause in his promise which would disallow weaponry of any description.

‘In the morning,’ they said, back home. ‘All good things come to those who wait.’

But in the morning, woozy in my just-changed bedsheets, there was still no sign of my cap gun. And when they came to pick me up, the thing dad was holding behind his back wasn’t a gun at all, but my sister. She was hiding from me because I smelled hospital-weird, she said.

Perhaps they hoped that in time I would forget, but for a young boy brought up in a house with no instruments of violence, guns had become my holy grail. I don’t think they properly understood my determination to be Han Solo blasting Greedo, my love of the bomb they wanted banned.

Over breakfast, it was all looming silence over the wholemeal toast and uneasy passing of the low fat butter between my parents. In the end, it was left to my mum to explain. ‘A little boy blinded himself with one of those cap-guns. It was on the news. I’m sorry, David, but we can’t let you have your present. You can choose anything else though.’

And in that moment, full of childish wisdom, I was certain that mum had been the one that had blinded the boy. She was, I knew, full of more cold, hard will to win than even the toughest military men. She had intervened, done whatever it took to keep her boy from having a gun.

That was great, thank you AJ.

AJ Kirby is the award-winning author of five novels (Paint this town Red, 2012; Perfect World, 2011; Bully, 2009; The Magpie Trap, 2008; When Elephants Walk through the Gorbals, 2007), two novellas (The Black Book, 2011; and Call of the Sea, 2010), one novelette (Bed Peace, 2011) and over forty published short stories.

He is also a sportswriter for the Professional Footballers’ Association and a reviewer for The Short Review and The New York Journal of Books.

You can reach him via his: Author website, Goodreads Author Page, Amazon Author Page, New York Journal of Books and Facebook Novel Home Page.

If you’d like to submit your 1,000-word max. stories for consideration for Flash Fiction Friday take a look here.

The blog interviews will return as normal tomorrow with urban fantasy author and artist Shonna White – the three hundred and eighty-first of my blog interviews with novelists, poets, short story authors, bloggers, biographers, agents, publishers and more. A list of interviewees (blogged and scheduled) can be found here. If you like what you read, please do go and investigate further. And I enjoy hearing from readers of my blog; do either leave a comment on the relevant interview (the interviewees love to hear from you too!) and / or email me.

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Unfortunately, as I post an interview a day (amongst other things) I can’t review books but I have a feature called ‘Short Story Saturdays’ where I review stories of up to 2,500 words. Alternatively if you have a short story or self-contained novel extract / short chapter (ideally up to 1000 words) that you’d like critiqued and don’t mind me reading it / talking about and critiquing it (I send you the transcription afterwards so you can use the comments or ignore them) :)  on my ‘Bailey’s Writing Tips’ podcast, then do email me. They are weekly episodes, usually released Monday mornings UK time, interweaving the recordings between the red pen sessions with the hints & tips episodes. I am now also looking for poetry for Post-weekend Poetry.

 
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Story A Day May 2012: May 25th – One out of three

Late April 2011 I discovered
http://StoryADay.org
and the project that is to write 31 stories in 31 days. Anyone who knows me or follows this blog, knows how passionate I am about short stories so my clichéd eyes lit up at this new marvel. And just a few days later there I was, breathing life into new characters. This went on to become (with some editing of course) my 31-story collection eBook Story A Day May 2011.

And here we are a year later doing it all over again. Today’s prompt was to re-write a previous Story a Day story in a different point of view. I went through the stories I had written and remembered that regular reader, supporter and interviewee Yvonne Hertzberger wanted more from the mother’s point of view of May 5th story Two Out of Three so here is my 595-worder in my favourite viewpoint, second person. :)

One out of three

Staring at the old school photo, it scares you how much Nate looks like Adam.

Nate’s on a school trip today and you’re missing him already. It’s only been an hour but you know he’ll not be giving you a moment’s thought. His favourite place, the space museum. Typical boy, he loves anything big and shiny.

His teacher, Mrs Desmond, is your favourite. She’s the woman you’d pick out for a grandmother if you had to, the times you wish your mother was still alive. She’d have told you what to do.

You feel like you’re going wrong but you don’t know how. You want to be better than Adam’s new wife although you know she’s no threat. She’s too wrapped up in getting a family of her own to bother about the old one.

You’re willing the post to come, the phone to ring, something with news of your interview. It felt like it went well but you’re nervous all the same. It’s nearby, school hours and you know how much the extra money will help; Nate can have new clothes and maybe after a while you can buy a better car, not as big as Adam’s but something that doesn’t make you nervous every time you turn the key.

The radio’s good on a Thursday and you keep yourself busy until it’s time to collect your son. The post is only bills and the solitary call asks for the bridal shop so you tell them through gritted teeth to reverse the last two digits. They tell you how sorry they are but you just want them to hang up. There’s 1571 but you don’t want to miss the call.

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Replaying the interview in your head as you drive, you realise Nate’s been talking, but you don’t want to ask him to repeat, so say, “that’s nice” and keep your eyes on the road. He’s still talking when you get home and only pauses when you check the answerphone.

At dinner he tells you all about the machines that mean nothing to you so you just smile as you serve up the Shepherd’s Pie and gooseberry fool.

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The next day brings no post or calls and they say no news is good news but you’d rather know, so you’re still frustrated when Nate brings home a photograph of his trip which you put on the mantelpiece for safekeeping. Saying it’s nice, you mean to sound more genuine but he’s already reading his Doctor Who comic and the moment’s past.

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Saturday morning, Nate’s waiting by the front door, ten minutes early. Adam’s notoriously late and you want to tell Nate not to get his hopes up, when the doorbell rings and he pulls it open. He throws his arms around his father’s waist and is as swiftly encompassed. It’s a sight you rarely see and you want to join them for a group hug but you know there’s a boundary and it’s ‘their’ time so you back away quietly into the kitchen.

Leaving the door open so you can see through the crack, you watch Nate drag his dad into the lounge and pull him to the mantelpiece. He removes the photograph and lifts it up.

You can’t see him clearly but you swear Adam is crying.

“You look smashing, Nate,” he says, ruffling your son’s hair, just like he used to do to his own whenever he’d had a shower. Remembering his physique, you smile then stop as you hear footsteps, and can’t help blushing as Adam walks into the kitchen.

You can sign up to receive these blog posts daily or weekly so you don’t miss anything… and follow me on Twitter where each new posting is automatically announced. You can also read / download my eBooks and free eShorts at SmashwordsSony Reader StoreBarnes & NobleiTunes BookstoreKobo and Amazon, with more to follow. I have a new forum and you can follow me on Twitter, friend me on Facebook, like me on Facebook, connect with me on LinkedIn, find me on Tumblr, complete my website’s Contact me page or plain and simple, email me.  I also now have a new blog creation service especially for, but not limited to, writers.

Unfortunately, as I post an interview a day (amongst other things) I can’t review books but I have a feature called ‘Short Story Saturdays’ where I review stories of up to 2,500 words. Alternatively if you have a short story or self-contained novel extract / short chapter (ideally up to 1000 words) that you’d like critiqued and don’t mind me reading it / talking about and critiquing it (I send you the transcription afterwards so you can use the comments or ignore them) :)  on my ‘Bailey’s Writing Tips’ podcast, then do email me. They are weekly episodes, usually released Monday mornings UK time, interweaving the recordings between the red pen sessions with the hints & tips episodes. I am now also looking for flash fiction (<1000 words) for Flash Fiction Fridays and poetry for Post-weekend Poetry.

 
 

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