It’s All About The Chemistry

It’s time to have a go at Monday’s Finish the Story. This is a flash fiction challenge which asks that we write a story in 150 words from the picture and first line prompt provided by the host, Barbara W. Beacham.

Here is this week’s photo . . .

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. . . and this is my story, including the first line prompt:

The old typewriter had a mind of its own.

Seventy-four-year-old Mavis Wetherton uncovered her cherished old Underwood typewriter, intent on writing the next chapter of her novel – a detective story, set in 1950s London. She switched on the old Zenith radio, another of her ’50s treasures, just as the Everleys rocked their way through ‘Bye Bye Love.’

The old Underwood worked perfectly, the letters sharply defined. The machine had been over forty years old when she’d acquired it in 1959 – the day her boss has been about to throw it out. She’d simply asked if she could keep it …

The romance had blossomed from there: their 55th wedding anniversary was later this year.

‘How you get that thing to work beats me,’ Frank said from the doorway. ‘Won’t do a thing for me.’

Mavis smiled. ‘It’s all about chemistry, Frank. Me, my Underwood and the music. Together we hit the right note. Just like you and me do.’

Word Count: 150

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45 thoughts on “It’s All About The Chemistry

  1. A perfect tale with just the right touch! 🙂 Thank you for participating again Millie! I truly enjoyed this story! I hope that you return next week… Be well…. ^..^

      1. I was talking about my own entry not being funny, Barbara. I’ve only just started to look at the others. I know there’ll be lots of brilliantly funny ones. There always are. That’s why I like this challenge. 🙂

  2. This is well written. I enjoyed reading it, 150 words and the whole story! I also thought of doing a dialogue between the type writer and radio!

    1. Yes, the radio and typewriter seem to be bosom buddies. I love old things like these. When I was eight, my dad bought me an old Underwood. That was in the ’50’s, and it was really old then. I had it for years. Thank you for liking and commenting, Scrapydotwo. 🙂

    1. Thank you, Alex! it is a lot lighter than recent stuff. I thought I’d better show I’m not a morbid grouch all of the time. I love to write and I’m a very cheerful person in reality. Honest! Haha. I’m glad you liked it, anyway. 🙂

    1. I think so, too. They seem to have so much more character than a computer – probably because we see so much of their ‘working parts’. I really loved my old Underwood. 🙂

    1. Yes, tinkerr, I was thinking of you. Someone has to think of us oldies now and again. I remember the fifties so well. I became a teenager at the end of it. I adored the Everley Brothers . . . and the rest. Happy memories, eh? 🙂

  3. Fabulous! It made me crackle way into the night. Love it! You do well writing about ‘old’ things….people… ;)Thank you Millie.
    One of my writing workshop friends turned his writing into what he called RulRo, Rural Romance, set in the Australian bush. Perhaps you could do …Ro, now you should figure the word out. 🙂
    They say there is a lot of money in writing romance.

  4. I really liked your story. It took me back to the 50’s and watching my sister type away and listening to the Everley Brothers. Those were the good old days. 🙂

    1. It takes me back, too, Susan. I loved the Everley Brothers. I was twelve in 1959, but I still loved all the rock ‘n’ roll I heard. I had an Underwood typewriter, too, which I used with all of two fingers. They were definitely the good old days. 🙂

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