Friday Fictioneers-Chaotic Peace

copyright-Janet Web

copyright-Janet Webb

It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.-Amelia Barr

100 words/Genre: General Fiction

Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers. I am so honored to write with such a great group of writers. Please be sure to go to her page and read their stories too. We are a rather eclectic group and the genres run the gamut.

I welcome kudos and criticism. Thank you so much for reading my work.

Eleanor was unsure why thunderstorms had always enraptured her. Chaotic thrashing of wind causing the rain to spatter her form. Some of that spray would enter her mouth, enticing her like a deep French kiss.

She’d stand in the middle of that anarchy, savoring the peace it gave her turbulent mind. The driving rain drenched her fair skin and the current from lightning strikes ignited her body and soul.

Early morning light revealed the aftermath. Calamity gave way to a flood and shopping carts in her backyard. Clad in rain boots, she slogged across the drenched earth to retrieve them.

52 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers-Chaotic Peace

  1. I want to play Neil Young’s “See the Sky About to Rain” followed up by “Like A Hurricane” while reading this. Oh wait. I can do that! (Isn’t technology wonderful?)
    Great story.

  2. I liked that this was not a destructive flood, and had that “calm after the storm” feel to it. I love the smell of “just after the rain”!

    • No destruction this week my darling. There was calm and clean up for sure though. That smell of just after the rain is the best. Especially in springtime when the scent of fresh flowers is carried on the gentle wind.

      Love, Renee

      • It is about storm something fierce here. I don’t mind driving in the rain if I’m not in any hurry but I hate driving in the rain during rush hour!

    • Hey Adam,

      It’s so good to hear from you my sweet. Go to Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s blog to find out more about Friday Fictioneers. It’s a lot of fun or it could have you banging your head against a wall trying to come up with a good story. It’s helped me considerably in honing my craft. OMFG does that last sentence sound trite! But it really has. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I’ll be glad to help. Click the link under my comment to find out more. 🙂

      Love, Renee

  3. Renee- I love your story. I too have sought peace in the gale. Enjoyed the french kiss metaphor- no wonder I like salt water.;)

    Oddly I tripped up on “current from lightening……” I had to reread to figure out it was an electrical current not a time designation, as in currently. I reworked that sentence to make sense in my head but it added a word. 😦 Do with it as you will.

    Example: The driving rain drenched her fair skin and the current from lightning strikes ignited her body and soul.

    • I didn’t really mean for it to be saucy. I just wanted to convey the intensity of the feelings that Eleanor would feel when she would stand in the middle of a storm.

      Thank you for the kind comment.

      Love, Renee

    • Yeah Eleanor is pretty damn tough. If I’d had more words to work with, I would have included a tornado. Funny, the carts ended upright even after the storm.

      Love, Renee

  4. Dear Renee
    I loved your story. There is something about a storm, the intensity, the unpredictability, the fascination – like an affair really….
    Well done

    • Dear Dee,

      I’m glad you got that sense from the story. It kind of is like an affair. It really is. I’m one of those that flirts with the danger of storms. They truly are my element, and my character’s too.

      Love, Renee

  5. Dear Renee,

    Your description of the thunderstorm left me excited and waiting for what would come next. Then the lightning ignited her. I cleared out.

    Good story.



    • Dear Doug,

      I didn’t mean for it to be an erotic story, but it kind of was. The kiss, the lightning igniting her. I guess it was rather saucy.

      Thanks for the kind comment.


      • We moved to the Pacific NW 12 years ago, and storms are VERY rare here. All my life, I had them and I miss them SO much! They calm and quiet my mind, too; and, nothing helps me release my feelings, like a big storm. Thunder and lightning just release it all. 🙂

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