Vanishing Point – VisDare

September 28, 2014freyathewriter 1 Comment

Sarah and Danny are watching the couples walking down the steps. Some are smiling, some are laughing, some look worried.

Sarah thinks, ‘They look complete.’

Danny thinks, ‘The men look left out.’

Sarah reaches out for Danny’s hand, but it is stuck firmly in his jeans pocket.

“That will be us soon, Danny. We’ll have our own baby son or daughter. We’ll be a proper family. I can’t wait! Can you?”

“Mmmm,” he replies.

Sarah smiles, remembering her own perfect childhood. She thinks of the bonnets, bootees and adorable little cardigans hidden at the bottom of her wardrobe.

One day.

Hopefully.

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Here’s my latest entry to the lovely Angela’s VisDare.

I hope you enjoy this week’s tale – I’ve tied it in with my Five Sentence Fiction and Magpie Tales entries this week – find out some more about Sarah….

Please do visit VisDare for more intriguing responses to this quirky image!

Point of Reference – Five Sentence Fiction

September 28, 2014September 28, 2014freyathewriter 10 Comments

Sarah is a little girl – she knows she is her mummy’s little star and her daddy’s lion cub.

Sarah is a teenager – she knows she is Liam’s girlfriend and Mr Barrett’s favourite student.

Sarah is a twenty five year old woman – she knows she is Danny’s bride and the envy of all of her friends.

Sarah is in her thirties – she knows she is Mr Browne’s best saleswoman and that Danny resents her success.

Sarah is in her forties – she’s on her own, relying on nobody but herself – is this where life begins?

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Here is my latest entry into the lovely Lillie’s Five Sentence Fiction, where she has provided this intriguing photo from this blog enigmatically called ‘Loving’ for us as this week’s inspiration. Please do v isit here to read, read, read some more! No two pieces will be the same…

Again, this post will form part of my weekly theme, linking together the pictorial inspiration from Lillie’s blog, VisDare and Magpie Tales. There is no particular order this week, so read them however you like!

False Lights – Magpie Tales

September 21, 2014freyathewriter 23 Comments

We struggle for money, aye. It’s always hand to mouth and Mum says it was the same for her growing up, and for Granny and Grandad, and for their parents too, Old Sam Trelawney and his wife, Smiling Nell.

They called her Smiling Nell after the scar that pulled her mouth upwards into a grin. When she was just been married and carrying my Grandad in her belly, she tripped on a rope and cut her face on her filleting knife down at the wharf.

Dad didn’t want us to be short of money and didn’t see why we should just be poor. He always said that times needed to change.

Well, they have now, with him in a sailor’s uniform, firing cannon and all.

Thing is, we have even less than before – a sailor’s pay ain’t so grand, not even half he got for setting down to the shore with his men, waving his lights and pulling the boats on to the rocks. I followed them all, silent as a ghost, lying on the cliff top out of sight of the Wrecker’s Moon. Yes, he risked his life and liberty then, but the rewards were mighty fine. I still have a silk shawl to prove it – it smells of the sea.

Now he’s away, earning the King’s shilling, and he might never come back

Nan says he brought it on himself and he should be thankful he didn’t swing for it.

Nan’s not always right, just like Mum never wants to hear the truth. Wrecking is mighty exciting, I think. I’m going to be the best lady wrecker in all of Cornwall when I’m old enough.

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Here’s my latest entry into Magpie Tales – I hope you enjoy it! If it feels like you’ve stepped part way into a story, you’ll be right! Here’s the first instalment submitted to VisDare, and then the second instalment submitted to Five Sentence Fiction.

This week, they are all told by the same young lady, and we are treated to her own firm but (probably) fair views on life, death, truths and falsehoods. I hope you enjoy the stories – please do visit Magpie Tales for more!