Ilja Jefimowitsch Repin - 1883Here is my Friday Flash Fiction (55 words) inspired by this painting. Thanks for reading!
Carried by the flight of dance, Sonya's mind released the bindings of a patriarchal reprimand: “Keep your place and write no more.” Shaken, she had swept up the ashes of her story fragments. Aunt Anya pulled Sonya from the fire and told her, “Stories are made in your dance. The words will come.”
16 comments:
Seriously, how do you do that? Amazing!!! :O)
Fantastic, I wish I had your talent.
Yvconne.
WOW! Great story!
I love that, stories are made in your dance. Isn't that the truth, that dance is a form of storytelling too.
If I rub your head will I get to write poetry and flash fiction like you? Eh? Seriously awesome award goes to Kelly! You go girl. You are the one. (I'm so glad I met you.
) forgot the closing parenthesis. Oops.
Ooh! I like this one...
You are very much a master of these very very short stories that say so much. Well done, my friend.
It just gets better, Kelly. That was totally marvellous.
Fantastic, Fabulous, Marvelous !
How Do You Write Such Fictions ?? Its Really Amazing :) :)
Wow, Kelly! This just deserves a great big wow. You write so beautifully. What a creative mind you have my friend. Happy SAturday!
I don't know how you come up with these! This image makes me think of Titanic, the scene where the steerage passengers are dancing in the belly of the ship
after reading this several times, it is totally complete. absolutely complete.
Your flash fiction is so inspiring and amazing. I love every word!!
So often I read your fiction, and it's compelling... and this is yet another of those!
"Stories are made in your dance." LOVE THIS!!!
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