https://rochellewisoff.com/2017/08/16/18-august-2017/
Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers Challenge this week, prompted by her photo of an extraordinary sky- scape
Looking and Seeing – August 18- by francineangelcakes
she gazes at the twilight sky. Blood red or crimson clouds rolling into infinity ? ” It’s been a helluva two months – made redundant, then my partner left. Bloody awful ! How to carry on, I gotta get out of bed each morning, who cares ? Why bother, no point. Those doomy people are right – we’re all going up in a Big Bang. Yet that sky is awesome, so endless, I could disappear into those crimson clouds, I could spread my wings and fly. Freed from those ties I had. I choose what I see .”
http://Another 100 words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneer’s Challenge prompted by her photo of a closet-shower below
Rochelle Wiscoff-Fields’ photo of a closet shower
Domestic Peace by francineangelcakes
Breakfast eggs are boiling, sunny morning. I smell comfort in the aroma of toasting bread. My favourite time of day. Kids will be down in a minute. Them wham ! My sense of dread uncoils and bites me. Will the wretched letter come today ? For my court hearing, to face my sentence. I’m so stupid ! Why did I get hooked on gambling, ‘borrow’ money to keep on gambling ? Why did I get caught ?My life shatters around me, shame, anger corrodes me, leaves me in pieces. I hear the letterbox clack. The letter drops onto the mat.
August 21, 2017 at 9:15 am
Wham indeed. One person, two lives vividly described. Excellent.
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August 21, 2017 at 9:34 am
Thank you for your appreciation of the story.
August 20, 2017 at 9:09 pm
Well done. An effective contrast between her family life and the letter she dreads gives the story drama. At the same time, the way you have chosen to write that tells us of the other people who will be affected by her punishment. That’s good writing.
August 21, 2017 at 7:55 am
Thank you for your kind comment. Glad to be part of the Friday Fictioneers.
August 20, 2017 at 8:50 pm
OH, how very sad.
August 21, 2017 at 7:56 am
I agree, to be trapped by an addiction and your family paying the price.
August 20, 2017 at 4:54 pm
The music has to be faced sometime – best to do it on a full stomach!
August 21, 2017 at 7:54 am
You’re quite right – easy under stress to forget to eat.
August 18, 2017 at 11:36 pm
Which is worse: getting *the* letter today or finding that what dropped onto the mat is just *a* letter (and so the process will repeat tomorrow)?
August 19, 2017 at 2:26 pm
Very good question… my response is : *the* letter would be worse for the first 30 seconds, and *a* letter would be worse for days. What do you think ?
August 19, 2017 at 11:58 pm
I like your answer.
August 18, 2017 at 7:17 pm
Dear Francine,
We do pay for our mistakes, don’t we. Her anxiety, dread and regret were tangible. Good one.
Welcome to Friday Fictioneers.
Shalom,
Rochelle
August 19, 2017 at 2:33 pm
Thank you Rochelle. I need to figure out how join linkz !
August 20, 2017 at 2:14 pm
Hi Francine. The way to link is to make sure that you copy and paste your story URL which is at the top of this page. I’ll take the liberty of relinking you so it leads directly to this page. Sorry I didn’t do it sooner. I was on the road all weekend and not on a compatible computer.
Shalom,
Rochelle
August 18, 2017 at 4:05 am
This is a dreadful situation and you’ve caught the feeling of fear and regret well.
August 18, 2017 at 2:42 pm
Thank you – you’re right about the fear and regret – and also a doomy feeling too I think.