Ermilia’s Picture it & write (Sunday 04 November 2012)
Once again, here is my offering to ‘Picture it & write’ hosted by Ermilia (Ermisenda and Eliabeth) who invite others to join them by writing a fictional story or poem to accompany an image presented on their blog.
Was she afraid?
Yes, she was.
And, of what was she afraid?
She didn’t know.
The day looked gray. It had looked gray now for some time. She didn’t really know why. It just appeared gray to her.
She wrapped the blanket around a little tighter. She had always felt comfortable when wrapped up. It brought back those memories of time in his arms. Oh, how wrapped up she felt then. The sun shone. The colours of the day were vivid. Her memories clouded the view.
And now; what were her memories doing? Yes, that is what they did every moment of every day. They told her that life was now so different. Yes, so different.
Would she ever feel the warmth of being wrapped up again? She didn’t know. It all seemed so impossible to her this day. An impossibility she didn’t want to know. And yet, here it was knocking on her door.
November 04 2012
Just an odd thought “A penny for your thoughts”.. Thoughts do not seem to be affected by inflation
And, just as well, Glen… You and I would be in great debt otherwise… 😉
I reckon mine are not even worth a penny 😀
Good match with the picture, Carolyn. After studying it first, I wondered what you’d write, and then you nailed it! I think you’re a romantic at heart, what with all your musicals and whatnot!
Glad you like it, Yaz… You are probably right about me being a ‘romantic’… but let’s not tell anyone…!!! 😉
A strong hint of loss in this piece. Very good.
Thank You, Joe… I love your words: “A strong hint of loss”… lovely phrase, Joe..
I would like to know more…
I’m always the optimist. I believe she would suffer some more, and just as she thought she would never again feel the wrapped up moment ever again, it happens. She realises that life is wonderful, and that ‘second time’, even ‘third time’ around does indeed happen. This she appreciates to the extent that she allows herself to feel ‘wrapped up’ without the thought of loss ever causing her distress again. Yes, she realises that those ‘wrapped up’ moments can begin at any moment.
Thanks you are very original
This is probably not the reaction you expected… I ran into the other room in tears halfway through this. I’m back now. “Oh, how wrapped up she felt then.” I guess more on that later…
Um, yes Anne…. when you’re ready…. xoxoxo
I really needed that little nudge at the end telling me it isn’t impossible.
Wonderfully woven story and a great tie-in with the photo. 🙂
Thank You, LuAnn (love your name…).
Very kind of you to say…
Thank you. 🙂
Very poignant and mysterious, Carolyn! Excellent.
You could be talking about your pic, looking at me through sunglasses…. Very mysterious, which causes the viewer to contemplate and wonder…. Thank You…. xoxoxo
Yes, I like the mysterious.
You always hit the nail on the head.
Lovely, compelling scene.
Wonderful, Marylin; that’s a lovely comment. Thank You…..
Such beautiful words xxxx
As are your wonderful fashions…. Thank You….. xoxoxo
I love your style of having that conversational structure. The beginning really gripped my attention. Beautiful storytelling once again, Carolyn. Thanks for contributing this week! And thanks for the good luck for my exams, I’ll need it! 😛
So glad you enjoyed it, and Thank You for that observation. I’m really just finding my ‘style’. I think it takes others to point it out before we appreciate it for ourselves. A little like learning what we like and how we think..!
You’re welcome; I hope they (the exams) go well for you… 😉 All the very best.
beautiful piece carolyn. her sadness touches the heart.
That’s lovely of you to say, Sharmishtha… Thank You…
Beautifully poignant words.
Thank You so much. And Thank You for dropping by. It’s lovely to see you..!
a very interesting write-up
Very kind; Thank You….
This is the beginning of a story. Much implied. Well done and a good spin on the photograph.
Thank You, Jamie… If only there was enough ‘time’ to do all the wonderful stories that float about between the images outward and inward… Ah well, we can only do what we can do!
Thanks again for dropping by; much appreciated…!
it is so interesting to see our own interpretation of what we see and think the picture shows and then read what you say. I am always amazed by your reflection of the world and always looking forward to read the next one
I’d love to read YOUR interpretation..! This is one of the beauties of our world; to see it through other’s eyes. My belief is: This is one of the ways for us all to ‘fully’ appreciate the ‘differences’ in a gentle (yet effective) manner. Through this means (this simple method of writing a little story) a whole array of appreciation and understanding of each other becomes evident.
Won’t you join me….!?!
Beautiful work, Carolyn.
So glad you liked it…
As always; Thank You…!
Nostalgic writing how it makes us melancholy.
Oh, I don’t mean to make you sad, Kim….
And yet, if it doesn’t last long, sadness can be a wonderful emotion that comforts in a strange and ‘melancholy’ way….!
I know, I think this is why I like the colder months. I didn’t get sad but I felt that you may of been in a melancholy state.
Oh no, Kim; I just went with the picture… it suggested sadness to me..!
Of course, we can’t write anything, and make it seem real to the reader, unless we are able to draw upon emotions that we’ve experienced. So, in a sense, I drew upon those feelings of the past when I did suffer those awful energies. And, being a counselor, I can draw upon the experiences of others, too.
This reminds me of your novel. It was rather ‘steamy’, suggesting that this was a part of your experience; you sexy siren you… Ha hah, Kim; writing sure says a lot about the writer…! 😉