100 Word Song – Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots

Grabbing her clothes; she was determined to find answers today. As she slipped on her jeans she stuck her hands in the pockets and found the little Hello Kitty eraser she’d always kept as good luck. She rubbed the smooth edges; worn like velvet from absent-minded rubbing. This time it was not absent-minded. This time she had a purpose. Rubbing Kitty one last time, she took a deep breath grabbed her coat and tossed it over her shoulder. Every step built her strength. Today she would find her father, she was even prepared to do battle if needed.


I’ve been writing a disjointed story/treatment for a novel/short story – in the form of responses to the perfect and fantabulous prompt – 100 word song – hosted by my most crazy musical brother in arms Lance from My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog. The only rule? Your post must be 100 words. You think it’s easy, huh? I dare you to try it. 100. Not 93. Actually, I don’t dare you – I invite you.

We have been following the story of CiCi; after being summoned to New Orleans by an attorney, she discovers that she has an Aunt Lu she never knew, and this aunt has left her all of her worldly possessions. As she follows the trail of lovingly worn old photos, perfectly preserved letters and a sweet old man named Beaufort, she discovers that Lu is actually her mother and her grandfather wished she never existed. It sounds like a soap opera, I know. But it really is so much more. For part one read here. And for our last installment, read here.

This week’s 100 word song was inspired by Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots by The Flaming Lips.
I confess that I choose the song this week – it has been in my head like an anthem. I didn’t know I would get to pick, or as I racked my brain trying to choose a song, that this is what I would pick. But when I couldn’t get it out of my head, I just threw it out there. Lance said yes, and apparently CiCi needed it too.

7 thoughts on “100 Word Song – Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots

  1. Enjoyed this. I completely relate with an object for comfort. We go through life having and needing things to ground us. The pace of the piece relates the urgency and necessity of her mission.

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