Well this is my first post on 20 Lines a Day. I predominantly write poetry on my personal blog, so I thought that I would use 20 Lines to inspire me towards my creative writing purposes, and I also noted that there are few short stories told on here. I am in the process of writing a fantasy story, although procrastination is probably a better description of my writing at the moment. So I thought I would share with you a little about myself today in about 20 lines, a true story about myself from a ‘few’ years back …
The day was warm, and the sun shone brightly. The clouds hid from my eyes, it was another beautiful summer day in our nation’s capital, Canberra. The brightness of the day was not only because of the weather, for today was one of my best friend’s 21st birthday party, Jordan. I had spent the summer in the Australian Alps, far from friends and family. Busy working towards my future and understanding the real world from my studies. I had not seen many of my friends over the summer, except for a brief visit from Jordy and a few others when we had spent a warm day in the Alp’s sunshine and indulged in the cool waters of a farmer’s water hole.
For the party I was joining Jordy’s girlfriend, Kelly, in dressing up in complementary costumes for the party. I was already partly dressed in my blue tights and raising the S of the Superman costume upon my chest. Fully dressed in the outfit of Superman I was then joined by Supergirl. Kelly looked a damn sight better than me in tights. We had planned this many weeks ago, with the irony being that the party had no theme and was not a fancy dress. We were to be the only two in costume at the party, as our friend Jordy was the usual one to be a little outrageous. So it was only fitting that we provided the flair and entertainment for his party.
Together we traveled to Jordan’s house, looking very ‘super’ in our outfits. We knocked on the door to be greeted by Jordan’s mother, who was surprised to see us dressed up. Although not really shocked that we had done something different. Jordy then walked into the room and saw us. He laughed, his hands went to his mouth as he burst with laughter. “I love it, you guys look awesome. I don’t know what to say … I am speechless.” Laughter was contagious and we couldn’t help but laugh with Jordy. Without any gift we already have given him the best present he would receive tonight. Memories, laughter and friendship.
The night had many memories, and laughter was had by all. Many times at our expense, but I am not one to take myself too serious. The joy of making others happy was worth the cost of being the source of their laughter, including the bouncers I let “throw” Superman out of the club. Although I did discover a major flaw with Superman’s outfit, other than drunks wanting me to “rescue” their friends from the police. As during the night of celebrations, and journeying out to the town my wallet and Kelly’s purse were stolen because Superman, although as fast as a speeding bullet, had in his oversight forgotten to sew a pocket into his outfit.