I've often said writing flash fiction is like an addiction (such as in this guest post I wrote when I was featured on Laura Howard's lovely blog). Trying to do this Blog Flash challenge is like shoveling big clods of mud out of a wet hole; it's worthwhile, but sometimes the impediments move faster than you do.
Yet I slog ahead. Day 5's word is Frustration.
DAY 5: FRUSTRATION
She'd waited so long for this day.
It had been a hundred years to the very hour since she and Edouard had sat
on the edge of the Fountain de la Mer in the Place de la Concorde.
True love’s kiss: a moment of perfection. When she opened her eyes again, she
was transformed, her skin hardened to stone.
Today, a couple sat at the fountain’s edge. Her eyes were fixed on them. He
kissed her; she slapped him and left.
The mist from the fountain slid down her
face like tears.
Beside her, Edouard stared on in stony silence.
Bea.Yooo.Ti.Full.
ReplyDeleteI don't care how many days behind you are, I hope you keep doing these. I LOVE THEM.
That is all. :)
With charming commenters like yourself egging me on, how can I not? ;)
DeleteYou take your readers to such extraordinary places. This is wonderful.
ReplyDeleteOh Jayne, thank you so much for your kind comment! I hope you'll keep checking back, so much more flash to come! <3
DeleteSuch beauty and such loss...
ReplyDeleteOh yes. I just adore this one. Your mind does wonders.
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