Here is this weeks entry to the Friday Fictioneers challenge of writing a 100 word story prompted by a photo.
Photo prompt © G.L. MacMillan.
The dawn’s rays gleamed with a cold clear light through the collection of coloured glassware.
Somehow they seemed to shine with an incandescent lust for life and it was always a magic moment to contemplate them from the peace of the old boathouse.
He loved dressing hurriedly before the rest of the family and making his way here quietly without waking anyone.
His family complained that they were just collecting dust but he had kept the secret because when he tapped them in a particular order he could play their tune while reminiscing.
“Love you always darling.” He whispered. (99 words)
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This weeks Monday Finish the Story‘s photo prompt is (c) 2015 Barbara W. Beacham and the first sentence is “He thought he found the perfect hiding spot“
He thought he found the perfect hiding spot.
It wasn’t, but unbeknownst to Oreo, although it wasn’t perfect, it offered some respite.
Trying to refuse, I had tried a simple, albeit untruthful, excuse.
“I’m just not a cat person.“ I had professed.
“But you’re my last resort.“ My Brother had replied, leaving hurriedly.
So Oreo had scampered behind the curtain and full of feline innocence, he couldn’t comprehend what was going through my head.
My brother, in his injudiciousness, had forgotten my first and only pet.
Twenty years on I’m still unable to purge the sorrow of his disappearance.
So I let Oreo hide a little while longer. (100 words)
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A new challenge this week. These past weeks I’ve chosen one of my photos and posted it as ‘Sunday Snap’.
It’s more fun to post a photo as a weekly challenge so here I go!
This weeks Photo Challenge is ‘Close Up‘
Graham Lawrence, Iphone 5s, 1/480 f /2.2, ISO 32
Photo prompt (c) 2015 Barbara W Beacham
Finish the story is a weekly challenge to complete a story in 100-150 words prompted by the photo and the first sentence.
This weeks sentence is “The petroglyphs told the story of an unusual event.” Here is my story :
The petroglyphs told the story of an unusual event. My thoughts were elsewhere.
I even had to ask what petroglyphs were and Simon was impatient to explain everything about them to me.
He twisted and gyrated his little body on the bedside chair and excitedly explained pictograms and logograms.
He’d been studying hard at school and lived and breathed the subject, Before that it was the Titanic I think.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, letting my burdensome head sink further into the pillow.
It was hard to concentrate due to the medication but the near absence of pain was preferable to having a clear head.
I opened my eyes and reached out for his warm little hand and the smiles we exchanged expressed, without words, the deep love between us.
“You will tell me that story won’t you little darling!“ I murmured.
“Sure thing Grandad” he replied. (142 words)
This is my third entry to Friday Fictioneers, a weekly challenge to write a short story in 100 words prompted by a photo.
Photo prompt : © Dee Lovering
The Unfortunate Target.
Nathan cradled the rifle in his left hand whilst caressing the trigger with the other.
It was bitterly cold and he had been behind the tree for what seemed ages, pressed hard against it, seeking stability.
He counted for the umpteenth time the coloured balloons, arriving at the same number.
The snowfall seemed heavier and he worried that he wouldn’t see his target emerging.
A hand suddenly gripped his shoulder! “Come on Nathan it’s time to go home” Your sister’s coming.
He saw her come out as he was lowering the toy to his side.
The Children Act by Ian McEwan
Published by Nan A. Talese (2014)
Fiona Maye is a successful High Court judge in her late fifties and presides over cases in family court.
From the outset we learn that she is immersed in her profession and in the nuances of her particular field of law and commands the respect of her peers.
Fiona seems rigorous and pragmatic and in the first chapter we discover that she is more than capable of considering sensibilities towards culture and beliefs when handing down verdicts.
All is not well in her world however and her marriage seems in peril when her husband Jack makes a challenging request and after an argument, moves out of the house.
His departure destabilises her but she throws herself into her work, which includes a complex case involving a seventeen-year-old boy whose parents will not permit a lifesaving blood transfusion because it conflicts with their religious beliefs.
The pressure to resolve the case and the continuing marital stress are only two of the elements that test Fiona and keeps the reader intrigued until the last chapter.
Overall the book is well written, the characters are plausible and the insights given into the workings of Family Court are often fascinating and made more so by an absence of sensationalism and modern journalism.
Personally I was very disappointed by the last chapter and the ultimate page.
I felt that the story lacked an interesting conclusion that I had already foreseen it earlier on. There was for me some improbable events that seemed out of character and left me dissatisfied.
This is a real shame as I had really enjoyed the book until then.
You will have to read the Children Act yourself to see if you agree or not but this is why I only gave it three stars.
Here is this weeks Sunday Snap.
These are wild flowers in a field near Bradley Woods, Grimsby, Lincolnshire.
The flowers are very popular!
Photo taken with an iPhone 6 1/2300sec at f2.2 on 11th of July 2015