Member-only story

Fantasy Fiction and Art

Rod Jones Artist-writer
8 min readJun 24, 2020

It was 6:06 when the alarm finally went off, Mallory looked at the clock with her usual morning wonder; curious why this stupid clock would never sound off at 6 AM no matter how many times she reset it. Anyway she thought to herself; early call at the studio, time to get ready again. She went through her usual morning routine; out the door, hopped into her yellow Fiat. Headed for the studio for the days filming, of the sitcom she’d been a cast member for nearly 6 seasons. Mallory really enjoyed working with her fellow cast members. Especially the woman who played her mother, who was always very attentive to Mallory’s sometimes deep feelings of insecurity.

On this particular shoot day, Mallory was having some difficulty getting into character. But again her sitcom mother gave her a cluster of hugs, that somehow seemed to make her get back into the swing of things. At the end of the day Mallory went back to the dressing room to remove her TV makeup, and change her clothes back to what she liked to call her more civilized attire. There was a knock on the door, and she responded “come on in.” It turned out to be Candace, a cast member she knew that was over on a different soundstage, shooting the promos for a new sitcom she would be starring in. Mallory had known Candace for several years; but never really palled around with her much. Candace walked up to Mallory and told her, “there’s going to be a little…

--

--

Rod Jones Artist-writer
Rod Jones Artist-writer

Written by Rod Jones Artist-writer

Short Stories That Present a Moment in Time. Take a mental vacation & escape the noise & stresses of the world at thoughtrowvignettes.com

Responses (1)