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ROGUES GALLERY 2: Morgen Bailey


Morgen Bailey
Author Bio.  After enjoying English at school then dabbling with limericks in her 20s, Morgen came back to writing through a local college evening workshop in January 2005. It swiftly became a passion which over the past couple of years has turned into obsession. She has written four and a bit novels, over 100 short stories, a script and a half, some poetry and most recently articles for the NAWG Link magazine. In August 2010 she started the Bailey's Writing Tips weekly podcast then late March 2011 a blog which initially consisted of information she provides to her writing group, and some of her fiction but mid-June 2011 she added daily (which by day 4 became twice-daily) author interviews. She is always looking for writers of any genre published or non-published to take part and can be contacted via morgen@morgenbailey.com and her blog is http://morgenbailey.wordpress.com.



Threadbare Girl by Morgen Bailey
It’s the two clocks she finds the most comforting. Both beat a different tune, started with batteries within a few seconds of each other. Alternating like an analogue tennis match.

Of course she doesn’t need two, being such a small room but she’s not going anywhere so really she doesn’t even need one. But they keep her company. The only noise in her existence. Except for people going to work, then home. Car doors, house doors, the shouting in between.

There’s no-one for her to shout at. About. Not that she would anyway. She’s too calm for that.

She only knows the seasons by the temperature of the room. With her body heat 24 hours a day, that’s not even accurate, but the radiators kick in around the house so it follows suit.

It’s the sun she misses the most. She sees chinks of it but it’s not the same. She can’t see the whole; her favourite fruit, high up in the sky. Burning into the skins of those allowed out. Playing, talking, oblivious to the freedom they take for granted.

She’s brought food every now and then, when he remembers. Sober enough to recall he’s not alone.

For the first few weeks she thought she’d be rescued, familiar hands picking her up, arms wrapping round her like Christmas paper, but the stranger’s arms have become familiar.

Sometimes she sits in the empty old bath, it cools her after he’s been. She needs it some times more than others, depending on what he’s expected of her.

She’s thought about drowning, but water’s a friend and a friend wouldn’t do that to her. He tells her they’re friends, special friends, and she smiles so he believes it. He’s nicer to her when she smiles so it’s an expression she’s learned to wear, glued in place as soon as she hears footsteps.

He’s told her his name is John but she doesn’t think it’s real. None of it is. It’s a three-year-long dream that loving hands will wake her up from.

He buys her clothes, always a size too small like he wants her to stay a child, as does she. “They grow up so fast,” her grandfather had said and when she sees him again she wants to be exactly the same. The tomboy who wouldn’t be seen dead in pink, but now wonders if she will be.

Everything about the room is childlike, like it was bought with her in mind; pretty pictures, toys to play with only they’ve never been touched. She wishes she were a toy.

Her smile snaps in place as the stairs creak. She hears the bolt and the door hinges complain. She’d tried that once.

Her smile’s still in place as the arms reach out to her. She’s frozen to the spot, near the bath, in her pink and purple cotton summer dress.

The hands recoil as they touch her skin as if electrocuted by the cold.

Comments

  1. I know I've complemented the work already, via email, but this really is a nice piece, Morgen. Extremely short, cutting to its point like a knife and leaving the situation hopeless.

    I know you said there's a second half that you are working on, and if you desire to share it, I'd be more than willing to accept as a submission to the Rogues Gallery. Otherwise, just be sure to leave a comment with a link when both are made available elsewhere.

    Thanks for submitting, ye Rogue!

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  2. I know I've complemented the work already, via email, but this really is a nice piece, Morgen. Extremely short, cutting to its point like a knife and leaving the situation hopeless.

    I know you said there's a second half that you are working on, and if you desire to share it, I'd be more than willing to accept as a submission to the Rogues Gallery. Otherwise, just be sure to leave a comment with a link when both are made available elsewhere.

    Thanks for submitting, ye Rogue!

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  3. Creepy and very unusual. Any longer and it would not have worked.

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  4. This is true... it's so easy for people to write about this sort of thing and turn into something grotesquely perverse. Short and sweet for the... GOAL!

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  5. Good story! It demanded a second reading, and was evocative both times. Nice job!

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  6. Ah thanks Benjamin. I'm hoping that the readers of the eBook anthology that this is destined for will think the same. :) Morgen

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  7. Bet that will be a fun anthology. When does it come out? Be sure to let me know when it hits the 'presses'.

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  8. Ah thank you everyone. This is going to feature in a short story anthology / writing guide hopefully due out early October but I do plan on finishing it (linking it with another piece in the same anthology) which will then appear in another collection. :)

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