Writing by Song…

For a number of weeks now I’ve been wanting to participate with the “Red Writing Hood” prompt… and finally had enough of my “stuff” together this week to get a little creative and do some fictional writing again. Whoa. 🙂

Your assignment: write a piece (fiction or non-fiction) inspired by a song. It can be any song of your choosing. If it is not clear from your story what the song is, throw us a bone and put a note at top or bottom of your post to let us know what you picked.

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Head over Feet

He looked at Kelly across the room. The most beautiful girl he knew in the world and his best friend. The best friend that wouldn’t take him seriously about dating that is.

From the day they became friends in college, as lab partners in Chem 101, Jeff wanted to date her… but there was always something stopping him. Especially the relationships and – at times – the actual distance that kept them apart. It was one of those things that nothing seemed to line up. It just wasn’t written in the stars, even though he “joked” about dating Kelly for so long… or at least that’s how she saw it.

Jeff always figured that she wanted nothing to do with him romantically. So he stayed friends with her – being her companion to events or openings that she didn’t already have someone lined up for. Being the person that she would call about another failed relationship and the sounding board about the problems with her family. Even if he weren’t going to be the boyfriend – he still wanted to be her friend – he still wanted to be in her life.

Kelly walked into the room… her eyes glancing around, confused. She saw seemingly everyone in her life. Everyone she cared about – and wondered what it was all about.


The shouts of joy came from everywhere and everyone in the room. It was louder than she could have tried to expect, especially since she thought she was just visiting Jeff before leaving to California. A last time to hang out and talk, the last time to share with him how much he meant to her over these years and how much she’s going to miss him while she’s away.

Kelly accepted the job on a whim. She just wanted to get away from the world around here, away from the hurt that she had experienced, away from the lies that had been told about her. And outside of knowing about 3 people in the area, she was scared out of her mind about moving to a new place. She knew she would meet new people and make new friends, but none of them would be like Jeff.

None of them would be Jeff.

As Kelly ventured through the room, greeting the friends that came to bid her luck and goodbye… she couldn’t help but notice that Jeff watched her every move. She knew he had to have been the one behind all of this. The one that went over the top when all she wanted was a quiet night to say goodbye to him – her best friend – a goodbye that would likely last forever. She didn’t plan to come back here. And she knew he wouldn’t travel.

They met at the middle of the room… music played, people around them talked and sang… but the silence between them was deafening. Jeff took her hand and led her outside. They sat down on the front steps of the house.

“I’m going to miss you. I wish it didn’t have to be this way.” And as he said it, he slipped a small black box – a jewelry box – into her hand.

“I know, but I couldn’t stay,” she replied looking at the box. “It’s just too hard. It’s too much to see reminders of what could have been all the time.”

“You didn’t have to leave though. Not that far away. Not across the country.” He protested.

“I’m sorry. We’ll stay in touch – we always do. You are my best friend. I need you.”

“I don’t know if I can do it again. This distance stuff sucks. I hate not being able to see you.”

“But you can come see me in California… or I can come back here once in a while.” Kelly said softly, knowing what he was going to say next.

“I’ll try. It’s just so expensive and I’d have to fly there. I’ll try.” Jeff replied a little trepedaciously.

“So this would be goodbye then. I leave in the morning.” She looked at her feet. Not really wanting to say goodbye to him. Not really wanting this moment to happen at all.

“Yeah, goodbye. For now at least. We’ll talk.” He said, voice quivering.

He stood up, gave her a hug – one that lasted much longer than she expected – and walked back into the party, leaving her standing on the steps. She opened the box and saw an emerald ring – her birthstone – and as she looked closer at the ring as she pulled it out, she saw a small engraved line.

“love you always”

And she knew what she had to do.

Because there wouldn’t be Jeff in California.

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Here are the lyrics to the song I chose: Head Over Feet by Alanis Morissette