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It’s that time of the week again, it’s time for Friday Fictioneers and the challenge of the 100 word short story. I’d like to thank Rochelle Wiseoff-Fields for hosting the whole shebang again and also Jennifer Pendergast who provided the photograph. The usual rules apply, the photo belongs to Jennifer and it is her copyright. If you’d like to find out more about what Friday Fictioneers is and how to get involved, you just need to follow the instructions on Ms Rochelle’s site for more info.

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Staircase

The sound drifted upwards toward the ceiling, her notes taking shape, swooping and swirling in eddies before landing in the ears of all who were listening.

They all knew why she played; they could hear it in the pain that was transmitted through her violin.

“He is gone, I am bereft”.

They grew used to the music that shared their lives, each weighed down by its melancholia.

On the clear Sunday morning when the notes finally changed, they realised she had grieved enough, that her violin had played her madness out and she would live, like any other, once more.

(100 words)

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If you’re interested, you can find all my fiction pieces on my blog here: Fiction Central and Friday Fictioneers. You can get involved by visiting Rochelle the All Knowing and Lovely at: rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/

You can find more Friday Fictioneers pieces for this photograph by clicking the link below:

BTW: if you’d like to enter a giveaway or two, you can find details of those still open on my GIVEAWAY PAGE.



Linda Parkinson-Hardman

Social Entrepreneur and Founder of the Hysterectomy Association; Social Media Strategist at Internet Mentor; Speaker; Writer and Author of Eight Books; Blogger at http://womanontheedgeofreality.com and all round diva. Phew what a lot for a Thursday afternoon :-)

You can find out more about me (and perhaps connect) at http://www.linkedin.com/in/lindaph

This Post Has 38 Comments

      1. I love when a thought come immediately from a prompt. I thought it was a lamp and later when I got to the computer I saw it was a staircase. I ended up writing two this week and I believe both pale to yours. It’s really beautiful.

  1. This is poetic and beautifully written…We were on some what of the same page this week. Sunday and sadness. But yours had a happier ending and fell within the 100 word limit.
    Tom

  2. I thought your words were woven like a symphony too, Linda. I could hear the cadence of the music in your words. Very well expressed, and I loved the ending as well.

  3. I love the idea of music floating up and down those stairs, and the neighbours sharing in her pain and happiness. Beautifully drawn.

  4. In shared living, we share so much more than a staircase and a front door. I like how her emotions effect her neighbours and they all elight in her recovery

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