My husband, Don and his friend, Juan went clay shooting. I wasn’t invited. Don didn’t think I’d be interested. What he doesn’t know is that I recently joined the Shotgun & Chelsea Bun Club after a friend introduced me to shooting.
I never thought I’d enjoy firing a gun. But I love that feeling you get when you shoot a moving target in the sky. And I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to challenge the misconception that shooting is a man’s game. The number of female shooters is rising.
I’m heading out now to the Club to join my friends for an afternoon of shooting. Afterwards we’ll have tea and cake. This is how I spend my weekends. During the week, I’m an Ad Exec juggling different accounts but on the weekends, I’m the Annie Oakley of clay shooting.
One of these days, I’ll tell Don about the Club. He’ll get a kick out of it. Maybe, we’ll compete against each other. I bet I’d win.
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This story was inspired by the BBC report about women who wanted to showcase how social and how much fun shooting is and that it’s not just for men.
This was written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers hosted by Priceless Joy and Joe. For more information visit Here. To read other stories based on this week’s prompt, visit Here.
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Good story. Anything he can do, she can do better.
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Thank you 🙂 haha. That’s true.
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Have a great evening
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Thanks. You too.
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So empowering. I love it!
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Good you have a hobby hidden from your hubby. Challenge him to a shootout and put a bet that he will be certain to lose. His loss your gain.
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The next time he goes clay shooting, she could go with him. They could have a friendly competition.
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I’m for equal rights – I’m not sure how keen I am on even more people becoming gun owners and shooting enthusiasts!
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I personally am not comfortable with guns. I have no interest in them, no even something like clay shooting. And I worry about guns ending up in the wrong hands.
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Ironic how things change in use when it’s misused or it ends up in wrong hands.
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Yes, it is.
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