Genre: Humor (100 words)
Life of the Party
Flipping her lion’s mane of hair with a fire in her eyes, Lana applied another coat of “Tahitian Sunrise” to her lips.
Clapping, “Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.”
“To where?” I asked, the TV glare in my eyes.
“To the party.”
“It’s just a bar. Probably no one there.”
We arrived at a dusty shack, the jukebox playing songs no one knew the words to. No matter, Lana rolled in like a disco ball, mounds spilling from her sequined tube top.
Dancing bodies filled the door. The volume turned high. Glasses smashed to the floor.
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I’m noticing a certain theme in my stories with Friday Fictioneers. I must need to get out!
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AmyReeseWrites 
Don’t blame it on Lana (blame it on the boogie)!
Chuckled at this one, and great descriptions – could picture Lana vividly.
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Ha ha! You can always blame it on the boogie. All right. I’ll do that.
Thanks so much. Oh, that means a lot to me.
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The girl’s a real smash hit. Great descriptions.
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Thank you for that smashing comment, Sandra. 🙂
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Is this a flashback to a young Amy? 😉
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I don’t believe I’ve ever worn a sequined tube top, Frank. I like to have fun, but no, this isn’t me. I do know people like her though. 🙂
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Good answer!
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Such fun! I can totally picture it. How you do that in 100 words, I have no idea.
And I think I might need a little Lana in my life, too. 😉
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Thank you, Jen! That makes me feel like I did my job here. I just keep at it and hope I can come up with something. This was one was especially hard for me. Maybe we all need a little Lana once in a while. 🙂
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“Tahitian Sunrise” – wasn’t that one of the colors Peg Bogs was selling in Edward Scissorhands? The scene with the teen girl who didn’t have money to actually buy any of the products.
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I so enjoyed that movie, Trent. My first choice for lipstick color was “Strawberry Punch,” and then I came up with “Tahitian Sunrise.” It could be I had that name from “Scissorhands” in my subconscious. Who knows?!
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I don’t usually read fiction pieces on blogs, but this one caught my eye as I scrolled down through my reader! The picture, the word party, who could resist! You totally captured the party girl spirit there, I wanna get up and dance with Lana 🙂
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Thanks, Vanessa. Thanks for stopping in to read some fiction. I know it can be hard to do on the blogs. I’m not sure why. Longer pieces are definitely harder to read. I totally get that.
Me, too! Lana knows how to liven things up. 🙂
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Lana is kind of frightening. I think she’s the kind of woman I’d watch from across the room. I’d never take my eyes off her and I’d be hoping all the while that she doesn’t look in my direction for fear that I’d melt on the spot.
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Oh my goodness, Michael. I bet Lana would buy you a drink if she could. Then a twirl on the floor. 🙂 Thanks so much for reading.
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Sounds like my kinda girl 🙂
Love your descriptions, I could see it all quite clearly in my mind.
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Everyone has fun when Lana is at the party. 🙂 Thanks so much, Ali.
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Great glimpse into the life of a tawdry party girl – well done as always Amy! 🙂
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Aww, thanks Kelly. Lana’s middle name is fun.
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Ha! Definitely sounds like it!
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Haha! This seriously reminded me of one of my friends years ago. Enjoyable story!
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Lana is probably a combination of a few people I know perhaps. Glad you liked it, PJ. Thank you.
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Funny thing is, and I’m not kidding, her name is Lana! Are we referring to the same person?? LOL
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Oh, wow! Are you serious?! That’s so funny. I actually don’t know anyone named Lana. Maybe I met your friend in a dream. 🙂
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Possibly. Haha! Yes, that is her name!
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You know, seriously, this stuff happens a lot with Fictioneers for me. Perhaps, you channelled it to me, PJ.
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Oh yes! That is what happened. I ESP’d you. Haha!
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Once I wrote a story and I used the names of someone’s kids (or something like that I can’t remember exactly)…It was wild!
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Oh no and it turned out someone had kids with the same names! How funny! You may have some “extra” abilities! LOL!
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Very nice!
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Thanks!
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“Lana rolled in like a disco ball, mounds spilling from her sequined tube top.” That’s a home run of a description, Amy!
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As soon as I saw the sequined tube top, I saw the disco ball. Naturally, the spilled mounds followed. Ha! Thanks, V.
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Naturally.
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It is amazing how so many people have so many takes on the photo prompt. I like yours
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I’m amazed each week with all the many stories that people come up with. I agree. People are so creative. I appreciate that. Thanks.
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I got a great visually image of Lana. My wife loves to dance too. There’s a place called George’s Majestic Lounge on Dickson St. in Fayetteville that has Happy Hour in the beer garden every Friday from 6 to 8 with live music. That’s good timing for folks my age. We can party, then go to dinner and still be home by 10pm. 🙂
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Great. Thanks, Russell. That sounds like just my kind of place, Russell. I can still stay up late. I’m a night owl, but the drinking thing has to be pretty minimal. My body says “no!” It sounds like the perfect evening!
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Great story Amy.
I knew a Lana like this back in the day. She was the drummer’s wife. And except that my Lana loathed sequins and didn’t have mounds spilling out of her tube-tops, this is a spot on description of her. No one came to see the band play; everyone came to see Lana dance.
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Ha ha! I love that. Everyone came to see Lana dance. Maybe there’s one in every crowd. If she was the drummer’s wife, she was more than a bit player. Fun people make it all come together somehow even though it may seem like complete chaos. Thanks, Melanie.
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She was as much a part of the band as any of its musicians.
I think there is one in every crowd. They’re what makes the crowds stay.
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Amy, I got some sweet and strong visuals here! Tube top! I remember those and actually wore them. This is great and I love the floating pink scarf on your blog.
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Yes, the tube top. I hadn’t thought about that in years. Did you ever wear a sequined one? Thanks. I like that scarf…Goldilocks did the design.
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Girls like Lana used to rip me limb from limb. Thanks for the memory. Sort of.
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Oh, sorry Mark. I certainly didn’t write this to upset you.
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That was a joke!
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Oh, duh. Ok, good! It’s hard to tell. It’s not that I don’t think you are capable of a joke.
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A fun virtual night out. Just what we needed during this miserable February! Thanks Amy.
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Thanks, Dawn. So happy to provide you with a little fun!
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Great descriptions of Lana! She jumped right off the page! In search of a party….
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Thanks, Tiffany! I’m thrilled.
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🙂
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Great detail in this one, Amy, particularly in the description of Lana – the Tahitian Sunrise, sequined top and lion’s mane of hair. She’s certainly determined to party!
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Thank you, Millie. Determined, yes. Lana goes after what she wants. Thanks for reading. 🙂
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Lana rolled in like a disco ball, This brings such a delightful vision. You did well in all the details, but that was my favorite.
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I think that’s my favorite, too. Who doesn’t want to party when they see a disco ball? Thanks, Alicia.
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To some extent I think the party is not where Lana goes, it’s where Lana is 🙂
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Exactly, Bjorn! She makes it happen.
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She can come to my party anytime. Give her my address.
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Ok, I shall do that. I’ll just point her in the right direction. I bet she’ll find you with her superpowers. 🙂
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Dear Amy,
You’ve painted quite a picture of Lana. Clear and descriptive story. I love the way she rolled in.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks for the lovely compliments, Rochelle. I loved the way you rolled into my blog. 🙂
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Is Lana your alter ego? She seems to be a little over the “top”. OK, a lot.
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Ha ha! No, I don’t think she’s my alter ego, but I like her. I bet she’s loads of fun to hang out with. Oh, it would seem she’s out of that top. 🙂
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In a sequined tube top, she might have ended up over the top…at least a little. 🙂 Amy, I could so clearly picture Lana and the Lana Effect. Could be tough sometimes to be her friend!
janet
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True and a good point, Janet. I had a few friends who took some chances and got a little crazy. I’ve never forgotten them. It was fun to be around them even if it meant trouble. 🙂
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This is so great, Amy. The lipstick, lion’s mane, the mounds in a tube shirt. 😛 I know a lady named Lana. I’ll never look at her the same again.
Ellespeth
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Oh, thanks so much Ellespeth. That this has staying power is such a great compliment. Kisses! 🙂
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I agree, Amy. The description painted a vivid word picture. She’s quite a gal and certainly brought life to that party. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Thank you, Suzanne. I appreciate you taking the time to read it. Thanks for your lovely comments. 🙂
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Lana sounds like some sort of party goddess. 🙂 I don’t think I could keep up with her, even when I was younger. Fun story.
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