Diet #304: day one. I emerge at dawn hoping no one will see me jiggling and wobbling in my tracksuit. Overhead a kookaburra begins his song, laughter echoing years of torment. I pause. Go back and feed my pain with buttery toast? No, this time I’ll have the last laugh.
Sandra James writes from a rural property in Central Victoria, Australia. Her first collection of short fiction, My Muse Wears a Purple Collar, is available on Kindle.
OMG 😱 Gorgeous writing about MY struggles. Call me Fair Sandra! I will slay that d—mn bird. You know “bird” got me thinking about fried chicken 🍗🐔 ….
I’ll call you later. (He jiggles away.)… I think I smell popcorn..
Thank you, Whit 🙂