The Clarity of Night Silhouette competition is now closed and I'd like to thank all those that left me great comments about my story on it.
Read on Erin Cole's blog today about another competition. This one is a dialogue one, details are here.
Here's my entry.
"I'm going as far as Talbot, that any use to you?"
"That's perfect, thanks."
"Now it's a fucked up, creepy-ass world we're livin' in and I hate to ask, but I need to be sure. Ya carryin' a weapon?"
"No way, look, see."
"Had to be sure, didn't fancy getting' shanked or shot, ya know what I mean?"
"Yeah, of course, it's fine. I'm lucky to have gotten picked up at all."
"There is that. I am curious though."
"Whether you're a spitter, or a swallower?"
"See, I like to get my cock sucked, these long hauls they frustrate the fuck outta me, always have done."
"Is that a gun? Look, Mister, I ain't gay!"
"Me neither, nor were the others. I used to de-stress other ways but the cops work harder at finding missing girls. Now I want you to start lollipopping it real slow."