The Qwizwits were a charming, loveable and practical sort of folk. Some of course were more charming than lovable and others more lovable than practical, but all in all they were harmless and mainly kept to themselves unless absolutely necessary.
At least that is what was expected.
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The Qwizwits was written after I did an illustrated sermon that I needed to explain the next week. I just couldn’t bring myself to explain a parable, so I wrote a story to illustrate what we witnessed the week before. We also recorded the previous week’s sermon and had it playing in the background as I read this story.
We had a table of sweet smelling, good looking food on the platform. Everyone was welcome to come, but no one was publicly invited.
I went over and helped myself during the sermon and had a few people agree to do the same. It was interesting to see what happened…
That’s what was playing in the background as I read this story.
She came to his office with a bounce in her step. Chin up and shoulders back, a slight smile escaping her professional demeanor.
At her two quick raps to the doorframe he looked up from the desk momentarily puzzled at her cheerfulness as she bounded in.
“Please close the door and sit.” His somberness surprised her.
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“What’s Up” is a flash fiction piece about a character I was developing for a novel.
A poem from an experience of ours
