Recently, I wrote with a friend, Lucas Black, and it was a refreshingly different experience. We wrote a short story together, and the framework of the short story forced me to focus on the plot, that well-rounded plot story-line model taught in American school since the dawn of the classroom, that one climax model. I prefer multiple climaxes, but not in my short stories.
Lucas provided the overall framework; I filled in the details to round it out. And what we produced, for me, was unlike anything I've ever written. He says the same. It was a bit of a departure from our usual. Yet we are both very much still in there, our themes and style, not gone, but merged: the flogging that Lucas is infamous for; my draw to the dominant and dark alpha male. But the story, itself, the ending, the twist, perhaps, is both something neither of us has ever done. And what fun! Some have asked if we may do it again. I'm not sure, but pushing myself as a writer, getting out of my comfort zone...it invigorated me. I invite you to read a small bit of the beginning of: A Sonata for Maria. Can you predict where the climax is going? I hope not.
A Short by R.B. O’Brien and Lucas Black
Jordan Urge arose from his slumber soon after the sun went down. As was his custom, he showered and then dressed in a jet-black suit, a starched white shirt, and this time, a red necktie with a subtle pattern barely perceptible to the naked eye. It wasn’t the type of pattern one would expect from a university dean and an accomplished pianist; it was, however, one he had paid a handsome price to have custom tailored for him.
Satisfied with the look of the suit in the mirror, he looked out the window at the ebbing rain and lifted his cell and dialed Maria. “Wear a nice dress,” he said in a silky and commanding tone, one that was seductive but would accept no resistance or refusal. “I will be there in one hour. Be ready.”
Maria and Jordan had been skirting around their attraction for many months, he her dean, and she his subject in the form of French instructor at the college. Beyond flirting, he had yet to take things to the next level with the fresh out-of-college-herself beauty. With hair the color of raven midnight and eyes an emerald that begged for knowledge, Maria needed wooing and coaxing to come out of her shy prison of safety. But tonight would change all of that.
He sighed, smiled, and ran his right hand across the tiny stubble on his chin. He became aroused just thinking about his plan for the evening. He went over some last-minute meeting notes in his side-corner office before getting into his Mercedes and speeding away to Maria’s apartment through the rain-soaked streets....
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