Gerald Contemplates God – Fiction

(c) Jen from Blog it or Lose it!
(c) Jen from Blog it or Lose it!

“I ain’t the most religious guy, but you’ve got to admit, those Bible-thumpers know a thing or two about art and architecture,” Gerald said to me as he gazed at the constellation of gold tiles that defined the chapel’s ceiling. “Maybe that’s why people turn to religion if they weren’t brought-up on it–they’re too attracted to beauty.”

Gerald rubbed his chin, “Then again, it seems a bit too tacky, like they’re trying too hard.”

“Yeah,” I said. “You would think they would do better if they’re trying to make a tribute to God.”

“Nah, they’re not doing this for God. Besides, do you really think God gives a crap about some shiny shit in a building? Haven’t you ever thought it weird that God would care if we worshiped him or not? Does God have an ego, like us?”

“Let’s hope not, for this artist’s sake.”

A non-story inspired by Bastet’s Friday Flash Fiction Challenge from We Drink. Check out the other entries!


I watch the rain and all it
gave me–wondering why
my mind marches into desolation, and why the
cat of misery scratches into this realm, giving
aids to my melancholy.

No one understands this trouble,
regrets flood like rain in a gutter.


Thursday Poetry Prompt #17: Messages

The challenge was to write a poem using Kurt Frazier‘s “introvertical” form (Here’s an example.)

Monday Poetry Prompt #15: Triolet

I’m still dicking around these parts
’cause I’ve failed to go anywhere,
each day filled by the super-mart.

I’m still dicking around these parts
still stuck, and dying to depart
from this city’s nest of despair.

I’m still dicking around these parts
’cause I’ve failed to go anywhere.

A simple attempt at a Triolet, inspired by We Drink’s Monday Prompt. I don’t think I did a great job but it’s always nice to do something different. I may try using this form later on.