This Friday Fictioneering is an addictive thing, miss one week and I feel dreadful. I have been trying to organise my time so I can do more writing -no, I am serious – and so far it has worked. Both last week and this I have managed to post something BEFORE Friday, very happy about that.
For those who are not yet aware and wondering what on earth I am blabbering on about, Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the one and only Rochelle you can read the rules on her post, then join us in our addiction. The photograph this week comes courtesy of the lovely Janet Webb
Copyright Janet Webb
Genre: Fiction
Word Count: 100
Life Reflected
The sky is a glorious palette of colour; the pale fluffy clouds, almost touching the treetops are tinged with a warm apricot blush. As the sun dips below the horizon, a deep orange glow spreads outwards, filling my room.
Birds are winging their way home, returning to safety in the thick branches of the tall oaks; their freedom strengthens my resolve.
My eyes focus on the reflection in the window and I smile. I’m not the frail old woman I see there, I am strong. I am ready now to find Jack and tell him why I couldn’t meet him.
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PS Something seemed to go wrong with WP apologies if you just got the background picture when i hit publish the first time. Hopefully sorted out now.
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I think it is too late.
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No, I don’t think so, they have a lot to resolve – hopefully
Thanks for reading Dawn
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Lovely, being young and beautiful is in our hands, better in our own eyes.
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What a lovely thought Elizabeth, thanks for reading
Dee
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It’s never too late. Hopefully Jack’s still around and they can get things straightened out. I know the feeling of not being the person I see in the mirror. Gets more like that each year!! 🙂
janet
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Thanks Janet, yes sometimes it’s a shock when I see my reflection, not the one I carry in my head!
They have a lot to sort out, I think they’ll make it
Thanks for reading
Dee
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There is a sense of hope in an autumn .. I love how your used the nature as an image of perhaps a winter of rebirth
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Thank you Bjorn, a winter of rebirth – I like that and hopefully that is what will happen
Good to hear from you
Dee
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You paint an alluring picture here. Nice.
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Thank you Paul
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Nearing death, she wishes to resolve some unfinished business? I think this is beautifully written, great imagery.
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Thank you Barbara, it’s good to hear from you.
There is unfinished business which hopefully will be resolved
Dee
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What a lovely write…I’m hoping the news is good…I love it when we can finish the story.:)
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Thank you. I think all will be resolved, (there is a story and it is a work in progress)
Lovely to hear from you
Dee
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It has that positive touch to it. I think she’ll be seeing Jack soon. Wonderful, Dee.
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Thank you Kent, hopefully she will find Jack
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Dear Dee,
What I want to know is how my mother found her way into my mirror? Nicely written story. Perhaps it’s not too late for her and Jack.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle
I know, it’s amazing how that happens!
It’s not too late for them. This is part of a draft from what will hopefully be a novel one day. It’s long story and there is a long way to go yet, hopefully they will make it.
Take care
Dee
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Dear Dee,
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Great tale whose last line set my mind flying. Well done.
Aloha,
Doug
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Dear Doug
Always lovely to hear from you, hopefully they will get together.
Kind regards
Dee
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I loved the descriptions in this. Beautifully told, with optimism too. Nice work Dee.
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Thank you Sandra, that means a lot.
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Beautiful description of nature, really enjoyed it.
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Thank you, so pleased you liked it
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Great imagery in this piece. Well done.
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Thank you Caerlynn, so good up hear from you.
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The imagery you’ve given us here is extraordinary, Dee. And the poignancy of her coming to a moment of action after all these years grabs the heart and holds it suspended — since we don’t know for sure what will happen. Perhaps you’ll give us a sequel??????
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Dear Sandra
There is a past relationship here and their story is one of friendship, love, heartbreak, separation and forgiveness.
My intention is to tell their story in a novel which I’ve been working on for over a year, due to constraints on time, family, day job etc.
Hopefully I will finish it. I am so pleased you liked this, it has strengthened my resolve to carry on.
Thank you
Dee
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I’m glad. You definitely should tell the whole story.
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Thank you Sandra, I’m working on it 🙂
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The warm glow of the sun must have warmed her heart and it sprung to life.
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Yes, I think it did. Thank you Patti 🙂
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Birds are winging their way home, returning to safety in the thick branches of the tall oaks; their freedom strengthens my resolve.
May “their” love wing its way home (for I feel it is a lost love we’re talking about) and find safety in their strength. Good story of hope.
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Yes it is.
Thank you for reading, so pleased you liked it
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Beautiful description. I like the positive note it ended on too. Good for her!
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Thank you David, much appreciated
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Dee, It’s usually never to late to resolve differences. It’s up to the individual person to decide that. They can at least try as long as they are fairly sure it won’t cause further injury. Well written. 🙂 —Susan
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I think she has taken your advice Susan, it is never too late to try and make amends.
Thanks for reading
Dee
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I love this tender, meaningful story. That idea that maybe we can go on to that next life and finish the unfinished… so beautiful, Dee!
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Thank you so much Dawn 🙂
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Dear Dee, Love your story and I hope everything turns out according to her plan! Well done!
Nan 🙂
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Thank you Nan – missed your comment till now – sorry 😦
Great to hear from you as always
Dee
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