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Sex-arbitrary differences are those that are purely conventional: for example, color selection (baby blue for boys, pink for girls ). Some of the latter differences apply to life activities, such as career opportunities for men versus women.

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Speaking of date nights… Being more present with your wife after years of marriage can be a tall order, especially if you have kids using you as a jungle gym the minute you get home from work.

[These stories were quickly written as an exercise in a writing group. They, and others, were touched and impressed and I was encouraged to share them. Other stories were extended to suit this audience; these were not.]

[prompt: write in 1 st person: inner conversations; plans; plots; beliefs; lottery; skills; regrets; imagination of a character. You need not stick hard to the prompt.]

[As usual we had 20 minutes to conceive and write. I've been bugging my writer group to get into the PERN series and I think my off-the-cuff story went a long way. They all gasped and laughed at the last line and loved the feel of the story and had a new/renewed love for dragons. No one commented on a subtle point and possible 'error' - see them? ]


I can't wait to be 12! Then I'll be allowed to stand in a circle of male candidates, all in our crisp, white shifts as the teaching ballads tell us; all surrounding the clutch of forty dragon eggs hardening on the hot birthing grounds; all waiting to be chosen.

I'll send my most powerful thoughts to reach the grandest, biggest, most beautiful dragon ever hatched while some of those other, unworthy, candidates run off the extreme heat of the blistering sands. I WILL endure the pain to prove to MY dragon how much I love him, how strong our lifelong Impression will be; and he will love me more than any human or absent parent ever could. He will be mine forever and we will die for each other. No human love can ever be as strong, dedicated, committed and unwavering as our forever bond.

Oh! The eggs are rocking, cracking; sticky dragonets are breaking out. One egg splits violently down the middle and launches the end far up in the air and FINALLY, my beautiful, special dragon seeks me out, me alone. He whimpers and squawks pitifully until he recognizes me. He wobbles and stumbles his way rapidly to me and SHOUTS his name to me directly inside my head. He says he has been looking for me and his name is Seth and he is soooo very hungry. I hug his gooey neck and fragile wings blissfully.

He will be perfect; WE will be perfect together. He will fly higher and faster than all other dragons, directly and Between far places. All PERN will love us for our skills and bravery.

I can't wait to be 12, in just 7 more years


Several burst out at once - " wow. That may be your best piece written in here."

"I love dragons and am picky about them - I really liked this. You can feel the boy's thrill..."

"What wonderful imagination to make up a whole world and setup like that." [Actually inspired by PERN books]

my comment: Rereading it, I connected with the boy, his emotions and bonding and it moved me too.


You are what you Eat/Buy/Live © 2017

[8-19-17 followup prompt: You are what you eat/buy. Tell us more about your character based on what you find in their home/room. Develop more info about your dragon boy.]

Ardee's Spartan room is a typical, rock hewn, dim, dorm shared with several other five year olds who all just graduated from the weyr nursery. His is a bottom bunk, one of twenty. His meager allotment of clothing easily fit in the single, under-the-end-of-the-bed, storage bin; the bin under the bed side was for his bunk mate.

Even in the slightly musty, damp-feet scent clinging to the rocky walls and the poor light of just two dying glows, his revered white, crisp Impression shift hung reverentially at the end of his bunk and was radiant. It was too soon, but he couldn't wait for his chance to wear it and become a dragon rider. It was ready for him the instant he was deemed ready.

His only other possessions in his home were also what made his bunk special— two pencil sketches. One was of the missing parents he never knew -- which was customary in a dragon weyr since parents typically fostered out their children. They had little choice since both parents were dragon riders and faced death every time they rose to fight the dangerous, voracious enemy, Thread.

The other sketch, also tacked where he could fall asleep to their images, was of a glorious bronze dragon with scintillating green eyes and wings spread powerfully up, mid stroke and poised to rise beautifully. Ardee had sketched himself seated on the last ridge of ' his' dragon's neck.


Comment: This really tells a lot about the child, his upbringing and society. Read it again.


Denials © 2017

[8/18/17 prompt: in 15 minutes write a 2-character scene where 1 tries to break thru the other's barrier of denial. Anchor it in a particular time. Use a couple with knowledge of the other: attorney/client; Dr/patient; siblings; child/parent; doorman/tenants... The denial should be obvious: a beaten wife; misbehaving child . . ]

"But, we're bonded for life, committed deeper, stronger than all other bonds. Why aren't we more alike? Why can't we do the same things? I know your every thought, your every desire, sometimes even before you do. Why . .?"

"I hear you and I understand. I too, often think how wondrous it would be if we each could do all the other does. But, . . we really can't, no matter how much we want it or you believe it. For example, you love music, but you can't write it, sing it or play any instruments. I can do all that."

"Yet we read each other's minds. I don't understand why I'm not as good or skilled as you are."

"That may be very true, Seth, but you are better than I in so many other ways. You knew we were different from the moment of our bonding Impression. You needed me to feed you vast quantities of meat from the moment of your birth, but you soon discovered your wings. You refused to see our differences from our first connection. You can fly and carry me high and far instantly. You can breathe fire. You can bespeak all other dragons and most people telepathically. I can't. You may not be human, but you are a mighty, powerful dragon. We need each other, but not to BE each other. Understand?"

A tiny, residual flame escaped Seth. "Ohhh, I suppose." he huffed, not totally convinced.


Comment: "Read it again . . It's an inviting story . . I want to read more, know more . . "

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