This week Mrs Matlock has taken us all back to that first day of term when we had to write about our summer holidays (for some reason I always hated that). This can be fact or fiction and has to be written in the first person. I’m going to continue Dotty’s story so the following is a work of fiction.
I sit in the car watching from a distance wondering what I’m doing here. On vacation, my two weeks away from work and I’m here with Dotty who is work. I’m risking a lot here for her, bit I think she appreciates that. I can see it in her eyes when she thinks I’m not looking. She needs a new counsellor – I can look after her in other ways now. I become aware of movement in the mirror. She’s in pieces again, I rush from the car and scoop her in my arms, holding her as tight as possible.
Phew – bang on 100 words (after a fair bit if editing!)
If you’ve not followed Dotty’s story till now here are the back links (written in no particular chronological order) if you’d like to catch up – I have a feeling one is missing but I can’t find it for the life of me!!
Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight
I felt each word of this right down to my soul.
ReplyDeleteVery nice...I am intrigued by this and would like to know more of this story...Peace
ReplyDeleteI'm so impressed by the way you've been able to keep this story moving through all the prompts! Really nicely done!
ReplyDeleteI loved Dotty's back. Good job. Can't wait for more.
ReplyDeleteWell, now I will have to go back and see if I have read them all! Nice job!
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Malisa
You are really quite talented to keep this going! I love it
ReplyDeleteYou are clever if you can keep a piece of fiction going through all of these prompts.
ReplyDeleteThis is my first try at this and I thought it was tricky but fun.
Best wishes,
Anna
Anna's Saturday Centus Week-16
I just read through all of your pieces again and am really impressed by the way you have kept the thread running. The story intrigues me, and I will look forward to hearing more.
ReplyDeleteThanks.
I'll be honest with you.
ReplyDeleteI always hated writing those essays, too. Mainly because I never had anything much to say...ummm.... yea... my sisters and I had a kool aid stand AND I swam in the little plastic pool in my backyard - ha!
I think your continuing story is really excellent.
That is such an exercise in concentration...and you really excel at it.
Great link!
Thank you.