I’ve been absent from Friday Fictioneers since October last year, but I realised I’d missed everyone and all the stories; I also found that I missed exercising my fiction muscles. So here we go. The usual rules apply, the copyright to the photo belongs to Roger Cohen and if you would like to tell me what you think about my story, comments are always appreciated. Finally, if you’d like to get involved, pop along to Rochelle Wisoff Fields website for all the details.
Violins
Music was the class I hated most; students cramped together into tiny rooms, making irreverent sounds with their feet and hands before finally, calming down enough to try a scrape across the violin strings.
There was no beauty in class, no symmetry or unity of purpose; just a common desire to get to the end of it.
And yet, it was music that gave me my deepest joy.
One on one in the music room, the master and I would move each others heartstrings in rapturous symphony; plucking, beating and bowing across compliant bodies, fit for nothing much else afterward.
(100 Words)
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Linda, I really love the feel and flow of this. Your 2nd paragraph is so realistic, which is a lovely contrast with your final paragraph. I really like it.
That praise means a lot Joanna, coming from someone whose writing I really enjoy, thank you
My turn to thank you, for the compliment.
Hi, welcome back! And a naughty little piece to herald in the New Year. Made me smile.
I’m really glad it made you smile Sandra, as I was writing it I was laughing to myself too
I love this. So short and sweet! A nice piece of mis-direction.
Why thanks Rosemary
Sweet nothingness…a very relaxing read…glad you shared this and welcome back to the gang!
Thanks so much Charles, sweet nothingness has a lot to answer for I think
Methinks this is music of another nature. Welcome back, Linda.
Oh, by the way, while there’ve been those who’ve called me Wise-off, there’s no “e” in Wisoff.
Thanks Rochelle and I’ll go and edit your name too – it’s nice to be back
I sense more than I am reading in here
. Great to have you back
I think you sense right Boomie, perhaps I ought to think about expanding on the theme and thanks for the welcome back
beauty is symmetry, except in the soul. Good to see you back.
It certainly is Bill and thanks for the welcome back
was it a fun sabbatical ?
Not sure the word ‘fun’ is most apt
I’ve been doing the 3rd edition of LinkedIn Made Easy, so hopefully it will be profitable.
I will have to test it out. I was in on it very very early, but must admit I haven’t updated my profile for 5 years.
Well, I’m glad I waited till now to do the new edition, it changed SIGNIFICANTLY just last month. Do try it again, it’s an excellent resource for writers.
i wish I could be a writer. Will it only be an e-book? let me know the full title and I will ask the local library to order it if you go hard copy.
So when is a blogger not a writer? Especially with some of the interesting and thought provoking stuff you put out Bill
There will be a paperback version, as there is with the 2nd Edition and I’m hoping the Kindle version will be ready sometime very soon indeed … I can always hope anyway 
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the thought of writing something that could be worthy of pay is a daunting one. You have more spirit than I.
So beautifuly true. You just reminded me of my high school band room. And yet, I don’t think our music direct was being a bad boy. LOL. Very fun twist.
Welcome back. You haven’t lost your writing skills, that’s for sure. Having taught high school (although not music), I think you did an excellent job of tapping into the psyche of the young as well as the deep reach of music.
Why that’s a lovely comment and high praise indeed – thank you so much you’ve just made my day
I shall be along to everyone else later today and will read yours with new eyes and understanding 
It takes time to read all the stories, doesn’t it? But it’s a worth-while experience, although one that threatens to take too much of my “necessary” work time.
I think that’s probably why I wait until Saturday morning, so I feel that I can allow myself the time ‘off’ from work to really get to grips with the other stories. I am constantly amazed by the variety that are produced, and it reinforces that idea I have that no matter what I think, someone else will have a different perspective
This is beautiful! Very evocative.
Thanks so much for your lovely comment Hayley
Ah, you must have mellowed during your absence, as she didn’t bump him off! Lovely to see you back in the group, and a fun story to come back with.
I think the lovely Stevie was relieved I didn’t come back with a murder this time too
oh I liked this. A little sneaky writing though. But a fun one. I am going to look forward to reading more of your writing.
Why thank you very kindly Jackie
Hi Linda,
A story of harmony achieved by two people. Very nice. Ron
Thanks so much Ron, I’m glad you thought it harmonious
Welcome back, Linda. You came back strong. I loved how you moved this story from the awkward, reluctant class to the more provocative joining of two eager participants. Well done!
Why thank you very much, glad you liked it
i loved reading this.. was so smooth from beginning to end..
Why thank you KZ
Reads like a poem. I like this! Music and poetry really need each other in my view. Terrific story. Gimme MORE!
Thanks so much for the lovely compliment
Heyla! I loved this! “…not fit for much, afterward.” *giggles*
Well that’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it LOL
This story sounds so real. Loving something and having to put up with those that don’t. Welcome back.
Thanks very muchly Ted:-)
Reminds me of elementary school music class (a couple weeks on each instrument, not enough time to make music, just horrible noises 8^). Nice one.
I’m glad it was good enough to give you that memory, thanks.
Lovely writing, I hope to continue to enjoy your writing.
I hope you’ll continue to enjoy it as well
Wow. I liked the details mentioned in the first and last stanza.. Had a poetic ring to it. Enjoyed reading.
I’ve never thought of myself as a poet, so for you to say that makes me think slightly differently about myself, so thank you for putting it all in a different context.
Dear Linda,
Thank you for returning to grace Friday with your song. Great story. last paragraph was masterful.
Aloha,
Doug
Wow, I’m honoured by your comments Douglas, thank you. Thanks for the welcome too.
loved the description in your first paragraph, and then loved the last paragraph too. nice work.
Thanks so much, I appreciate that very much much
It’s great to have you back, Linda. That last paragraph made knees go limp when I thought of of them reaching a cresendo in perfect harmony.
Thanks so much for the fab comment Russell and the welcome back, it feels good to be ‘exercising’ again
my interpretation of the last line is that you and the master were so exhausted that you were fit for nothing else after. and even if that’s not what you meant – i’m sticking with it anyway! well done.
You were absolutely right Rick, that is exactly what I meant, so thanks for spotting it