Welcome to my blog, here's a litle treat.

Although I've been writing and submitting stories for years, today marks my first venture into any sort of online promotion of my creations. Since this blog in completely devoid of content, I thought that I should post something to make this space a little less...empty, I guess. I figure that the most logical thing for an unknown author to post is something he has written. Therefore, I present to you a little piece of flash fiction that I wrote about 5 or 6 years ago. This was an attempt to write a story using nothing but dialogue. I realize it is far from perfect, but I've always gotten a chuckle out of this one.

Of course, this story is my own personal property and I would really appreciate if nobody steals it. 

On the Wagon

By

Joshua D. Thomas

“I promise, Janie, I’m on the wagon.”

“I’ve heard that before, Roger.”

“I know, honey. But that was the old me. The new me is stronger, smarter, and completely dedicated to giving up this awful habit.”

“I don’t know, Roger. I mean, I want to believe you. But I don’t want to get hurt again, I don’t think I can take it.”

“I know, baby. God, I hate myself for what I’ve done to you in the past. But things are different now, I’m different. This is my 28^th day on the wagon.”

“Oh wow! 28 days, I’m so proud of you Roger.”

“It feels great, my head is so clear now. I just feel so…focused.”

“Well, you’ve really impressed me, Roger. I really never thought you’d find the strength to quit.”

“So, does this mean you’ll give me another chance?”

“Well, I think we can start talking about getting things back on track. But don’t expect me to let you spend the night tonight. You’ve got to prove to me that you are dedicated. To this and to me.”

“Oh, I know Janie. I’m not trying to rush into things, but it makes me so happy that you’d even consider taking me back.”

“It’s a good start, Roger, and we’ll just have to see where it goes from here. Now, it’s late, we’ve been sitting here in your car for an hour. Walk me to the door and we’ll talk more tomorrow.”

“Ok. Yes, definitely, I know you have to work early in the morning. I’m telling you Janie you’re not going to…”

“What’s that sticking out of your trunk?”

“Huh? I don’t see anything.”

“That’s hair, Roger. Whose hair is that?”

“Wha…I don’t…that’s not hair.”

“Yes it is, it’s a woman’s hair. Open the trunk, Roger.”

“I…No, I’m not going to stand here and be accused…”

“Give me the keys, GIVE ME THE KEYS! I’ll see for myself. Oh hell Roger, who is that?”

“Janie, I can explain.”

“There’s a woman’s head in your trunk, Roger. I don’t think I need an explanation. You lied to me. 28 days on the wagon my ass.”

“Today is my 28^th day. It was just one little slip, honest.”

“This isn’t going to work, Roger. Get away from me and don’t come back until you’ve gotten some help. Recreation is one thing, but this is just out of hand.”

“Janie come back! Janie, please, just one more chance! Please!”
"Come on, Janie. Janie! No, don't shut the door. No!"

“Well, Cindy, looks like my schedule just opened up. Wanna go back to my place?”

 As I already said, this was a fun little experiment that I wrote years ago and I hope you enjoyed it. Coming up this Saturday, July 20th, I will be featured in issue #11 of Sanitarium Magazine. This will be a milestone for me, my first published piece of fiction after years of writing and submitting stories. Pick up the issue, give my story "On The Farm" a read, and let me know what you think.

Also, stay tuned to this blog and my Facebook account for news about upcoming projects. I'm just getting started folks, so get ready, things are about to get messy.