LJ Idol Week 34: Lost the Plot

[jexia]

40 years ago...I don't know how Chuck got the whisky, but he did. I'd never tasted it before, but when my first sip seared its way down my throat, I tried to refuse the next

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[jexia]

My apologies to those contestants who haven't posted their entries yet; I will read them when I get back!

[emsporter]

My throat hurts.

[i_17bingo]

The autumn air was brisk, and the warm glow of my first sip smouldered nicely within me.

My spouse and I used to have a fire pit behind our house, and spending spring and fall evenings with wine and bourbon is one of my fondest memories.

His leg touched mine, and I froze. My blood was racing through my body, driven by whisky and desire. He stilled, and I held my breath as he turned to look at me.

The joyful longing in the first part of this really got under my skin in such a wonderful way. Watching Jimmy age as he does, full of love and surprisingly little regret, brought to me memories while at the same time remaining unique to the character. The cemetery was a perfect setting for this story, which was ultimately about the pros and cons of mortality.

[jexia]

Thank you so much! I always appreciate your comments. Sorry things worked out the way they did :/

[adrexia]

This brought tears to my eyes. :(

[jexia]

<3

[bleodswean]

You have some finely-written bantering dialogue here!

[jexia]

Thanks! Dialogue is so hard for me. It's nice to hear that this worked for you.