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#FWF Free Write Friday:Image Prompt

March 7, 2014

Image Credit: We Heart It

To Live Again

The floor creaked as Emma Jean rocked back and forth, nervously twisting her handkerchief. The ticktock of the clock seemed to be louder than she had ever heard it. Time was dragging and as she sat and waited she began to doubt that her visitor would show up. She got up to check the fire and noticed that her stack of wood was dwindling. With a break in the weather, she would have to chop wood the next day. The flames from the fire danced along on the sides of the bricks and it brought back memories of when she was a young girl and loved to dance. It was common to dance as a child. Her pa was an expert when it came to fiddle playing. He had long been deceased and it had been many years since she heard the music that brought joy to her heart. Emma had prepared a simple meal for Johnny, in hopes that he would stay long enough to eat what had at one time been his favorite meal. She had not forgotten the day he had walked out of her life. He was only seventeen. For years she withheld the truth from him of her giving a baby-girl up for adoption. At fifteen, Emma Jean knew she was not prepared for motherhood. When her pa found out he took a switch to her. She flinched for a moment as though being beaten for just a minute. Those were dark days and she tried to push them aside.Johnny had grown up thinking that he was an only child. He had always been tender-hearted and was always watching out for any animal or person that had a need.Johnny was twenty-seven now.She had heard very little from him in ten years. The day he left Emma Jean shutdown emotionally. She could not bear the reality of losing yet another child. Working at Mockingbird Diner gave her enough to get by on. Her worn black leather Bible had become her companion in life.” Though I walk in the shadow of death I will fear no evil.” She read the Twenty-third Psalm over and over again. It brought her comfort in the night when she dreamed of seeing her son one day. She read that God heard the prayers of the people, but she wondered at times if he listened to hers, or if he would answer them. All of a sudden the revving of a vehicle coming up the road startled her and she jumped to her feet. She looked out the window and there was dust flying and she felt weak in her knees. She ran to the nearest mirror, pinched her cheeks and straightened her blouse and skirt. She winced at her reflection of a thin tired looking woman,but her heart immediately leaped as she felt the warmth of her blood surge, as though coming to life, once again.

Free Write Friday is a weekly creative writing exercise hosted by Kellie Elmore. I appreciate that this is open to the inexperienced writer as myself. To read up on how to participate just click on the link, and thank you for reading.

19 Comments leave one →
  1. March 8, 2014 6:09 AM

    This really is a great little piece. I do have one suggestion, that has nothing at all to do with the writing. You might think about dividing it into paragraphs. That would make it much easier to read.

    Someone gave me that tip a few years back, and it was helpful. I did use paragraphs, but sometimes they were a little long. Finding the natural divisions made things easier. I always look at my blog entries three final times before I post them — once for spelling, grammar, and typos, once for content, and once just for the way they look on the page.

    I really enjoyed this.


    • March 8, 2014 9:08 AM

      Hi Linda, thank you for the advice. I usually hesitate to so something like this. But the truth is that inspiration comes. I am limited in my knowledge in the rights and wrongs of writing and I have several books on it, so I have no excuses for. I am always open to learning.. (:


  2. March 8, 2014 9:26 AM

    I enjoyed this! I agree with the other comment about breaking it up into paragraphs. It makes it an easier experience for the reader. I’d love to find out what happens when they meet! Thanks for sharing!


    • March 8, 2014 9:32 AM

      Hello Talicha, I am an older lady taking baby steps to writing. Sometimes words flow but I know that my grammar and punctuation are not correct. It’s in me but I just need help..Thank you for your comment!


  3. March 8, 2014 9:50 AM

    Roberta, I like it and I like the photo–it ties in with it just right. For some reason, I am reminded of “Places in the Heart.” Take care! 🙂


  4. March 8, 2014 10:15 AM

    OK! Thanks for the warning..


  5. March 8, 2014 12:57 PM

    The house serves as a metaphor for Emma, tired and worn but still with the heart of hope beating strongly. I liked the story very much.


  6. March 8, 2014 1:48 PM

    For a first draft (a raw write) writing in a block format is fine, it helps in encouraging one to reread, edit, and format when wanting to take the story further. Sometimes one might even find the whole narrative needs rearranging, so whether using some initial paragraphs, or getting it down in block format before thoughts to a story fade, it does not mater a lot either way, and in a short format even less for a first.

    Great approach to exploring a story to the house, each of the small details you built upon lifted out the passing moments in my imagination like being there watching. The way you touched on the history without over doing the narrative works well.


    • March 8, 2014 3:46 PM

      Thank you very much for your input..It’s kind of scary putting stuff out on the world of blogging, but I know best that I learn from mistakes and trying than not, and I do desire to write so..I appreciate help and suggestions from other writer’s. Thank you!


  7. March 9, 2014 4:21 PM

    You had me at ‘The floor creaked…’
    I liked this a lot, Roberta. And yes. Putting stuff out here can be scary but you get it some good advice from others who might have some useful
    Keep up the good work.


  8. March 11, 2014 4:25 PM

    Lovely Roberta … wonderful pic too!



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