Thank you to all those who took part and I think there was something in there for everyone. The voting poll is now attached for you to vote for your favourite entry, whether you entered something yourself or not. Voting will remain open until the end of the month and the winner will then get to set the next writing prompt. As always, good luck to all who entered.
Who will you vote for? Remember, voting is open to all whether you have contributed an entry or not, so make sure that your vote counts.
I am very pleased to welcome back Andrew with a story that cleverly tells as much through what is missed out as through what is explicit. I really felt for the man as he watched the TV and loved the last line!
Andrew Geary says:
May 20, 2014
Jeff tried opening the door but the little piece of plastic couldn’t get the light to come on. He pulled the card out and inserted it back in. No light. He flipped the card over and tried inserting again. When that didn’t work he flipped the card over again and wiggled it inside the slit. He sighed.
As Jeff tried over and over to dismantle the door, he heard footsteps coming from the other side of the hallway. Jeff turned his head. A man wearing a leather jacket and trucker cap was walking in his direction. Jeff looked back down at the impenetrable door handle, feeling a slight embarrassment. The man in the leather jacket eventually passed him and entered one of the other doors. Jeff tried wiggling his plastic key card a little bit more.
Somehow, the door opened. Jeff looked into his room with a mixture of surprise and relief, but that all faded away when he entered and dropped his suitcase on his bed. The room wasn’t dirty. There weren’t thick, brown stains slowly conquering the corners nor a dense, pungent air. But there was a print hanging above the bed depicting a sailboat rocking on a sea that was just a shade darker than the blue sky. The boat wasn’t a speck on the ocean but instead took up most of the painting. Like the rest of the room it elicited nothing within Jeff.
Jeff debated whether to put the contents of his suitcase into the drawers, in fear of nefarious little life forms tainting the remainder of his possessions. He sat on the bed and flipped through the channels. For a while, the TV remained on kids’ television station featuring a cartoon fish and his nautical pals. Jeff remembered having to sit through the cartoon fish and his fishy antics every night before their bedtime. Jeff flipped the channel.
In the last of today’s entries (so far) I am pleased to share Jan’s piece of memoir with you to round off three very diverse takes on the prompt of The Start of Something New. I always find it interesting to see the different interpretations of any prompt posted and hope that you enjoy sharing them too. 🙂
A New Start
I have just had a birthday. Aries the Ram. On the same day I watched ‘This Morning’ on the TV and Russell Grant was doing an astrology slot. Now, I don’t really believe in all that but……… there was something about the new moon being in alignment with thingamajig etc. etc. then, “Arians Will be looking for a new start.” So I thought ‘new start’ – what can I write about that?
Having retired from life as a busy nurse and having become less able to do things over the years, I have had to find new interests and ones which I can do sitting down. So, to keep my mind active, I joined a creative writing group. Here we learnt such diverse things such as how to write plays (we have just finished one and are hoping to produce it in front of a real life audience at our community centre), short stories, flash fiction and poetry.
In fact, I found that I enjoyed writing so much that I joined another creative writing class and then became a member of the Scottish Association of Writers (SAW). I also joined a craft class. Although I’m generally useless with my hands, I have found that I can make jewellery, mainly earrings, so I now have hundreds of pairs of earrings in a large box stashed in my bedroom.
I would love to do something energetic, even if it was just being able to take the dog for walks, but at least I have something else to fall back on and I am immersing myself with like-minded people and really enjoying it. My past is past, never to be forgotten and often drawn upon as a basis for a lot of my writing. They say write about something you know so my childhood, all my nursing experience and my life as a wife of a Church of Scotland minister, as well as being mother to my three lovely children, all go into my stories.
I have been lucky enough to have had a few stories published in women’s magazines and poems published in anthologies, and these small successes spur me on.
So, my new start? I suppose you could say that it has been learning to devote time and energy to things that I enjoy and finding new hobbies……. albeit ones that you can do sitting down!
Welcome back to lassfromlancashire with her interpretation of this month’s writing prompt. I enjoyed this and personally can’t think of any retirees that I know who have struggled to fill their days. In fact, more often than not, most say they don’t know how they found the time to work in the first place! 🙂
The Start of Something New
I stand on the threshold
Look to the future, not the past.
This is the first day, as they say, of the rest of my life.
Today I step away from the world of work,
The daily nine-to-five grind
No more a slave to the clock.
Retirement, not an accurate term:
I’m not pulling back, retreating
I’m now free from the tyranny of work
Free to explore new things,
Seek out new places, new experiences,
Do things I’ve always wanted to:
I might learn to ski, to crochet or to scuba dive;
Visit places till now mere names on a map;
Study something odd and erudite,
Egyptian hieroglyphics or the teachings of Buddha
I might tangle with the word wide web,
Learn to program my computer
I clutch my cards and leaving presents
Smile at my work colleagues
I don’t reply when they ask “Won’t you be bored
With nothing to do all day?”
What’s the point of explaining
This isn’t the end
But the beginning of something new.
Thank you to Margie for her entry in to this month’s mini writing competition which highlights a hugely damaging practice. I’m proud that my blog can play even a small part in bringing this issue a little further into public consciousness and would urge you to follow the link and watch the video.