The Door

flash fiction! I couldn’t resist

Answer the question – Which way to go?

in 42 words exactly

 

My door, painted red with a large brass knob, appeared in the chapel where family and friends gathered to say good-bye.

Floating close to the ceiling, conversations about me. I eavesdropped.

Procrastination is a hard habit to break. I must depart. Maybe

 

 

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Goodreads Giveaway

The giveaway for The Bench held on Goodreads ended April 24.

I was very pleased with the numbers that signed up. 😀

It’s a great way to get your book “out there”.

I’ll be away for the first part of May and when I return I have a lot of catching up to do after completing the 2014 A-Z Blog Challenge.

I do plan on having another giveeaway later in May.

So keep your eyes peeled and join in the fun!

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See you then!

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Z is for Zany

For the second year I decided to participate in the A-Z Blogging Challenge.  Each April bloggers write for 26 days (Sundays off). Each day is a consecutive letter of the alphabet.

Today is April 30th   and the Zesty   letter Z (zee in the US, zed in the rest of the world)

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Scents and Nonsense

The day opened with a clash of cymbals, the timpani keeping a beat in the background.

After that spectacular introduction, the sky parted apricot and lavender clouds to emerge in a beatific blue that captured the audience’s admiration.

Later after our lunch, the monkeys attacked their meal of bananas and berries. We laughed as they squished the berries on each other giving them a wounded appearance, covered as they were with blue-red splotches, then proceeded to stuff the fruit into their own mouths, smack their lips and stretch their tongues over every reachable surface in order to absorb as much of the succulence as possible.

After our refreshments, we all took a nap, the animals curled into each other with tongues still swishing for the last drops of juice.  We clammed shut our mouths against the pervasive sickly sweet odor.  The heavens returned to a dull grey metal like an old frying pan.

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And it’s over! I’ll miss it

 

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Y is for Youth

For the second year I decided to participate in the A-Z Blogging Challenge.  Each April bloggers write for 26 days (Sundays off). Each day is a consecutive letter of the alphabet.

Today is April 29th   and the Youthful   letter Y

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I don’t have anything for this letter so I’ll just ramble

If someone had told me when I was young that I would publish a book of poetry and short fiction I probably  would have said not me

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Just goes to show one never knows.

 

I yearn to read Your blogs

What is the most surprising thing about your present life that you never would have dreamed of when you were young (er) ?

 

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X is for X xenops

For the second year I decided to participate in the A-Z Blogging Challenge.  Each April bloggers write for 26 days (Sundays off). Each day is a consecutive letter of the alphabet.

Today is April 28th   and the Xcellent    letter X

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I had no idea what to do for this letter. So I looked up some “X” words

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xenops

The story has nothing to do with xenops except for their absence 😀

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A stroll in the Forest.

Leaves in trees, lazily flutter,

 branches squeak

 playing hide and seek, creatures scamper.

Mind’s soothing thoughts nestle,

 gentle breezes brush skin,

 twittering of bird calls,

shadows play in the sun,

nature’s scents tickle,

bright hills dappled.

 Forest adorned in a cowl.

 The nose twitches, fetid air.

 Shadows ooze,

a cellar’s chill.

The sun bows to the moon.

 The mind grows restless.

 Claws scurry to shelter.

 The hoot of the owl.

 Souls whisper.

 Hairs prickle the skin.

Screams of crunching twigs.

Leaves howl.

 Flee.

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Xiting to read your work

ok – so how difficult was it for you to do this letter??

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W is for Wallow

For the second year I decided to participate in the A-Z Blogging Challenge.  Each April bloggers write for 26 days (Sundays off). Each day is a consecutive letter of the alphabet.

Today is April 26th   and the Welcome   letter W

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Today we have a poem from The Bench

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Wallow

Deep purple

at the centre of my core.

Dark, mysterious,

Wish for yellow and light,

or red and bright.

But just wallow in purple.

I know it’s not healthy.

The purple has engulfed me.

Am happy to wallow

in my purple core

for now.

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Waiting to wade through your wonderful writes

Have you ever just wanted to wallow?

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V is for Visitor

For the second year I decided to participate in the A-Z Blogging Challenge.  Each April bloggers write for 26 days (Sundays off). Each day is a consecutive letter of the alphabet.

Today is April 25th   and the Versatile   letter V

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I wrote this piece for my friend Lori and is included under the fanciful section of The Bench.

Art by Lori Eperson

Art by Lori Eperson

 

 

The Visitor

The view from my park bench appears as an out of focus photo, or a surreal painting, the green of the ground blending with the azure of the sky. Red and yellow blotches dot the landscape. I sense the fresh summer breeze but I cannot experience physical elements.

A woman visits me every day. She comes in different guises, sometimes youthful vibrancy, sometimes mature assurance.   She stands facing me as if she has urgent news but no words flow from her lips. Lips naturally pink. A sweetness befalls my tongue, as if a recollection.   Images flit through my mind, insubstantial, yet edged with sturdy memory.

Her perfume caries a familiar nostalgia. My hand, on its own accord, reaches out to caress her softness.

Tears sparkle in eyes that gaze upon me with loving grief. I do not recognize her but wonder if we were once lovers? She seems so troubled.

I mentally kick myself for not reacting to her as she wishes, with tenderness, but in my world physical contact, like speech, is impossible.

Her aura is one of regret but I cannot understand what she possibly could feel sorry for. If a woman such as she had ever been in my life, I would have loved her with all my soul. This much I do know. If anything it is I who is remorseful. An image blooms in my mind that my sudden departure from her world to mine left her alone, sad and angry.  This knowledge hovers like a bird skimming the ocean’s surface.

It is out of my control that I cannot be with her.

She gives me strength; the strength to endure this life on a bench far from her warmth.

I look forward to her visits.

All too soon the image vanishes.

I rest my elbows on the back of the seat, stretch my legs out in front of me and settle back into my reality on the other side of a dream.

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Valiantly veering off to view your virtual visions

Have you ever written a poem or a story for a friend?

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U is for Unique

For the second year I decided to participate in the A-Z Blogging Challenge.  Each April bloggers write for 26 days (Sundays off). Each day is a consecutive letter of the alphabet.

 

Today is April 24th    and the Unusual   letter U

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original photo of the bench

original photo of the bench

 

The description on the back cover of my collection of poetry and very short fiction starts with:

Using in a unique style of storytelling that sets the tone for the book, the first entry tells a bench’s 60 year history in six stanzas of 100 words each.

In fact each stanza is composed of 100 words and this method of storytelling is called a drabble.

When I drafted my description I sent it to several people. Most agreed that the word “drabble” should not be included as it wouldn’t appeal to readers.

My preferred method of storytelling is the drabble – sort of addicted to the form.

I wrote the first piece in the book called “The Bench” quite a while before the idea of publishing occurred to me. When I did decide to publish I needed a name for the book. And since I had good photos to highlight the bench and since I believe this is one of the best pieces I’ve written I called the collection The Bench.

One of my reviewers had this to say

 The title story will draw you in, as she ponders the life, the evolution, the thoughts and feelings, of a park bench over the years. I was impressed with the idea of studying an object we often take for granted from its perspective as the world moves around it. Change is a constant in life, but how would something like a bench deal with that? What are the ups and downs it would experience? What would it witness as it stayed in one place while the rest of us scurried about on our quest for happiness, for love, for death?

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Utterly unwinding with your universal entries

Have you ever written a story or a poem about an inanimate object ?

 

 

 

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T is for Truth

For the second year I decided to participate in the A-Z Blogging Challenge.  Each April bloggers write for 26 days (Sundays off). Each day is a consecutive letter of the alphabet.

Today is April 23rd   and the Truthful   letter T (appropriate)

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Two Haiku from The Bench. The collection contains a lot of Haiku

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Truth I

 Blue green brown, small large

your eyes are windows of soul

truth displayed within

Truth II

Eyes sightless sometimes

unbelievable beheld

open mind will see truth

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tripping off to read your Tantalizing Tidbits

I find Haiku easy but can’t rhyme to save my soul

 

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S is for the Spell

For the second year I decided to participate in the A-Z Blogging Challenge.  Each April bloggers write for 26 days (Sundays off). Each day is a consecutive letter of the alphabet.

Today is April 22nd   and the Social   letter S

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Another flash fiction piece inspired by a prompt

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The Spell

Smoke from the flames curled and twisted in the breeze. The three witches gathered around the cauldron. Sarah peered up at the sparks, her red hair in perfect waves down her confident back. Emily’s brows furrowed, she bit her lip. Young Helen hopped from foot to foot running her fingers through her short black strands.

“What if it does not work?” Helen asked.

“It has to work,” said Emily.

“It will work,” said Sarah..

Clouds amassed, orange rippled across the horizon. They raised their faces to the dripping sky. The spell succeeded. The arid ground received the nourishment prayed for by the townspeople. There would be a harvest this year.

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Surely looking forward to reading your Snippets

I may have asked this already – have you ever written to a prompt?

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