Friday, September 10, 2010
A Flash Fiction Quickfire
I decided to put my Kelly spin on the Flash Fiction meme traveling around the blogosphere on Fridays. I thought it would be fun to try out an improv flash fiction (55 words) in response to one of my favorite paintings.
Here is what came to my mind as I thought about The Concert by Marc Chagall.
The universe swayed along with each dream that swam through her unconscious. Nestled in her lover's warmth, the young woman felt how each scattered piece of her gravitated towards an undefined anchor. As calm began to bathe her tattered soul, the woman chose to glide towards love without allowing the darkness of insecurity to overwhelm.
So is that any good? Or should I stick with my poetry quickfires? Be honest with me, my friends. I can take it :) Hmmm, wonder if I'm sounding like a Harlequin romance writer all of a sudden. LOL.