Another story of mine has been posted at bookscover2cover. This one is called The Unspeakable and can be read by clicking on the link. This story was inspired by a couple of famous quotes by the story’s protagonists –
‘The unspeakable in full pursuit of the uneatable’ – Oscar Wilde
‘The love that dare not speak its name’ – Lord Alfred Douglas (Bosie)
A little wordplay links the two quotes, while the reality/metaphor of fox hunting colours the whole scene. So here, to provide a suitable finish, is Julian Cope –
Oscar Wilde lifted his heavy head from the pillow. With one hand he straightened his abundant Neronian curls, while with the other he stroked Bosie’s cheek that still rested on his ample chest. Gazing across the room of the Albermarle Hotel, his eyes lit on the hunting scene that was framed in pride of place.
“It’s strange,” Oscar opined (he rarely merely spoke when he could opine or soliloquise and one day he’d have to stop thinking of himself in prose that was quite so purple).
“Strange?” Bosie yawned.
“Strange indeed what people insist on viewing as unspeakable, or not.”
This piece of flash fiction was written for Friday Fictioneers: a story in 100 words prompted by a picture that Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts every Wednesday. Here’s the link to the stories and this week’s picture is below, copyright Jan Wayne Fields.