Flash Fiction Friday: The Neighbor

Anya slid her fingers through Fabio’s thick curls, marveled at his broad chest. How had it only been twenty-four hours? The love of her life had swept in, whisked her away to paradise—

Jessica snorted and tossed the paperback on the sofa before she headed to the kitchen for coffee. Ridiculous. Romance novels were all the same—perfectly plain heroine meets perfectly chiseled hero and they fall in love immediately. Not reality.

She leaned against the counter, sipped her beverage and sighed. Then again, who was she to judge, right? She hadn’t had a date in over a year. Apparently perfectly plain Jessica wasn’t perfect.

Charlie, her cat, rubbed along her leg. She picked him up and nuzzled him. “You would be the perfect man if you were human, wouldn’t you?”

If only finding a man was as easy as picking a cat. Heck, she didn’t even need a six-foot-four model named Fabio with jet black curls that fell to his shoulders, thick biceps and straight alabaster teeth. She’d take Mr. Average with a dad-bod, who was balding.

Jessica showered, got ready, unloaded the dishwasher, and folded a load of towels. Maybe someday Mr. Wonderful would appear.

“Have a good day,” she whispered to Charlie before she headed out the door of her apartment.

As she locked her door, she heard bangs from the new tenant as they moved in across the hall. She turned to leave and—

“Hello, beautiful. I’m new here.” A man with dark curly hair, the broadest shoulders she’d ever seen, and a smile that would put Jake Gyllenhaal to shame, towered before her.

Her jaw dropped.

The man smiled. “My name’s Fabio. I’d love to get to know you.”

 

©Laura L. Zimmerman 2017

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Photo credit Pixabay by Olichel

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Three reasons to write in Starbucks

Coffee. It seems to be every writer’s addiction. (Although maybe I’m just not paying close enough attention to tea drinkers or soda-holics.) I’m not gonna lie – there are days my husband walks through the door from work and orders me to Starbucks, so I can get some writing done. (This after he’s seen my frazzled state from spending the day with my kids. Thanks, babe. *wink*)

Starbucks, Starbucks, Starbucks. The writer’s haven. 

I’ve tried writing other places. Honest, I have. But for some reason, I just don’t focus the same as when I’m sitting in my favorite caffeinated shop that boasts the Sirens’ tail. Here are a few thoughts on why that might be…

  1. Coffee. Ok, this doesn’t really need explaining, does it? I mean, a quiet corner in the library would be fine, or maybe even working on a train. (Hey, it worked for J.K. Rowling, amiright?) An internet connection is a must for me, but may not be for all writers. But let’s be honest – an unlimited supply of coffee at your fingertips for most hours of the day? The mere idea of this can’t be beat. I want to write where they serve my favorite beverage. (P.S. That coffee really can be unlimited and free after the first cup. Check it out here.)
  2.  Focus. Starbucks isn’t a playground for the loud. Sure, you might overhear the couple next to you while they sit with their lawyer and hammer out the details of their divorce. (True story. Ask me sometime.) But for the most part, people that come to The ‘Bucks (as I affectionately call it) do not come to be wild, rowdy or to cause a ruckus. (I seriously just wanted to use those three words in succession. *Fun!*) Sometimes kids come with their parents. I’ve even brought each of my daughters there on a date. But overall, those kids aren’t running around the joint like they would in the play area at the mall. I’m generally able to tune out the small amount of noise that accompanies the coffee shop and focus.
  3. Ambience. Let’s face it, it doesn’t matter what time of day you walk in that joint, you will find at least one other person on their laptop working. It’s sort of the go-to place to write/study/create/think. You know that when you go, you’ll be in good company. Sometimes I look up from my laptop and catch the eye of the person working next to me. *Enter head nod and general recognition that greatness has occurred under the Starbucks logo. Aaand back to work.* It’s like this unspoken rule: You do your work at Starbucks and it’s bound to be a success. 

There. That’s what I came up with when evaluating why I would desire to hit The ‘Bucks to write, over anywhere else. What about you? Do you have a good reason to write at Starbucks? Or maybe there’s another place you’d rather create? Feel free to leave a comment below! I’d love to hear your thoughts!

Happy writing, friends!

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12 Months of Giveaways – July

Happy Birthday to me!   

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This coming Saturday is my birthday! Yippee! What better way to celebrate than by giving stuff away, amiright?

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So, for this month’s giveaway, I’ve decided to give away stuff related to all things me! That’s right! One lucky winner will win not one, not twobut five fun prizes! All things that I love or represent my life. Check out the fun items to be won and don’t forget to read how to enter multiple times to earn these great birthday treats!! Happy July 11, friends! Continue reading