Happy July folks. Another week of #ThursThreads. I missed last week due to the craziness of my work and stuff going on in real life. However, I did win Week 614, so that was pretty cool. It is a nice bit of validation to win.
I've essentially finished the Mouningstar story - it was a little drabble of Lucifer fanfiction, and the completed story can be found on my AO3 account. In the #ThursTheads bits I have posted, I purposely kept the proper names of the characters out as I wanted the focus to be on the actual story and not that it was fan fiction. I know there is some stigma with fan fiction, but truly there are some absolutely amazing stories out there. And, it helped me get back into my writing. Sometimes its nice to play in another person's playground. The ideas and stories are still new, just not the universe. And in the case of plot holes or things that fans didn't like about a show or series, they can put their own spin on it. In the case of the Mourningstar story, it started based on a #ThursThread prompt and grew from there. The link to my AO3 story is linked below.
For this week of #ThursThreads, you can check out the other entries here.
My entry to #ThursThreads is a continuation of the Mourningstar story - a sequel perhaps? I haven't decided. The prompt made me think of that same story and how/where it would continue.
The
Prompt: “Then you can stay.”
His finger
drummed on the table, his nerves needing a release.
The receptionist
glared at him from the other side of the room.
He stilled
his hand. Then his leg started bouncing, his heel of his shoe clicking on the
tile floors. He was too wound up to care that he was annoying the receptionist.
If she knew what he knew, what had just happened, she would be anxious too.
His wife,
his dead wife, had returned. Not just returned, but seemed like she was in
perfect health. It shouldn’t be possible. It wasn’t possible, and yet, she was back,
like nothing had happened.
Now, she
was at her doctor’s office getting checked out. How does one restart their life
after being declared dead? There had been no mistake. He identified her body at
the morgue. Her fingerprints and dental records confirmed it was her. Yet, here
she was, alive and well.
The door
next to the receptionist opened and his wife stepped through with a smile on
her face. Her doctor followed behind her with the same shock and bewilderment on
his face that his own had when he first saw her. They talked quietly for a
moment before she joined him by the table.
“So, what
did he say?”
“That I’m
perfectly healthy. He can’t find a thing wrong with me but wants a run some additional
tests. Said I’m as healthy as a middle-aged woman could be.”
“Then you
can stay.”
“As long
as you’ll have me.”
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Here is the link to the completed Mourningstar story: Created For a Purpose
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The #Mourningstar drabbles are based on the Lucifer TV show. While my story is original and divergent from canon, I am playing in another creator's sandbox.
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