Sunday Scribblings "True Fantasy"

Dan and I

Such a realist, I knew Sunday Scribbling prompt “Fantasy” would be trouble for me. Unfortunately it spawned too many redundant ideas; so I ended up with this.

About seven years ago I played a pivotal role in a haunted house. A woman having her throat slit several hundred times a night as onlookers sauntered through. It was a school fundraiser. One of the parents loaned his home for the event, preparation took months.
Production included many volunteers to decorate, act and man the crowd during the Halloween season. It was a blast!

Interviewed for a Vancouver news cast, I was asked how it felt to scream so many times in repetition, I told them it was extremely cathartic to scream all night after such an ugly divorce!

Richard, who loaned his home, is known for throwing manic parties of epic proportions. I missed his New Years Party this year with a live band. It’s not likely you ever forget any of his themed soirees. That Halloween turned out particularly exciting. Too bad the Slasher was married… to a woman with my same name!

True Fantasy

Jostled, and giggled,
during each scene.
A grope transpired,
a tickle, a scream.
Some of it acting,
much was not.
Crowd In progression,
mischief he sought.
He killed in succession,
within seconds she’d revive.
Arousal emerged,
she'd never been more alive