Hi. Sadly this is the final day of #BlogFlash2012. These last thirty days have been a rollercoaster ride of creativity, emotion, and making some wonderful new friends, and we couldn’t have done it without our lovely and supportive host, Terri Long. Thank you Terri for making this possible.
The Day 30 final prompt is Winning. At first I was going to write a piece about hoping to win relief from my constant back pain (I’ve got surgery coming up next month), but after a great deal of thought, I decided to share a very special memory with you all. It’s a different take on winning – most people think of winning a race or a sports trophy, but there are many other types of winning and this special post describes one. I’m sure there are many people who can relate to this post in one way or another and so this is dedicated to everyone who has been there.
She sat relaxing, cup of tea by her side. Since her last dose of Radiotherapy she needed to rest in the afternoons. She allowed her mind to wander, unconsciously fingering the small scar on her breast where the cancerous lump had been removed.
It seemed like it had been a long, painful journey, but was not even a year since she’d found it. Now she’d finished her course of treatment and had a final scan. Waiting for the results were agonising. She felt a chill run through her as she thought of the prospect of more treatment or that most dreaded of words, ‘terminal’.
Anxiously waiting . . .
The phone rang and she grabbed it.
“Mrs Roker? I’ve got your scan results. I’m so pleased to tell you there’s no sign of the cancer. You’re now officially in remission!” Her smile was beauty personified.
Hi. It’s the penultimate day of #BlogFlash2012 and I’ve broken the rules a little by going over my word limit. The story just seemed to take over as my fingers glided across the keyboard. So here, on Day 29 with the prompt of Masquerade, is my tale.
She was a vision as she stood at the side of the grand ballroom sipping from a dainty glass. Her royal blue gown matched her eyes perfectly and her elaborate silver mask complimented her dress to perfection.
A palpable air of excitement permeated the huge room and infected everyone attending. She felt gay and a little reckless instead of her normal shy self and idly wondered if the drink in her hand was responsible.
A man strode toward her, smiling. A fluttering began in her stomach. He bowed before her, extended his hand and asked her to dance. She nodded and smiled, placing the glass on a table beside her. He took her in his strong arms and waltzed her onto the dance floor. She inhaled his musky scent then looked at his face to see he was gazing into her eyes. Oblivious to those around them they cavorted around the floor, never breaking eye contact.
Whirling around and around, dance after dance she began to feel lightheaded. His lips brushed hers gently and he whispered in her ear “You’re mine now.” Her heart was filled with joy and his lips grazing hers once more was the last thing she remembered . . .
Hi. We’re getting ever closer to the end of #BlogFlash2012 as it’s now Day 28. Today’s prompt is Frog. I thought at the beginning it was rather a random prompt compared to some of the others we’ve had yet when I began to think of the possibilities, it was surprising how many different ways I could write about it. This is what I settled on. I hope you like it.
I remember my mum telling me in my teenage years, “You have to kiss a lot of frogs to find your prince”. This resonated with me as my love of writing stemmed from reading fairy tales as a child, one of which was the Princess and the Frog.
I believe you can find true love more than once, but only one soulmate who grabs your heart in a way no other can.
I’ve kissed a few frogs trying to find my prince and a couple of times I thought I had, but was wrong. One day perhaps I’ll find him . . .
Hi. On #BlogFlash2012 Day 27 today’s prompt is History. I think it’s one of those subjecst you either love or hate, find fascinating or boring. Every day in our lives, something happens which will make its way into the history books of the future! Here’s my thoughts on the subject.
I enjoyed learning about history when I was at school and still make a point of checking historical facts occasionally for my writing.
To me, history is a wondrous thing. Everything which has happened in the past has helped to shape the world we live in today and strangely enough, this was brought home to me more so when watching the opening ceremony of the Olympic 2012 games, which in itself was history being made.
Industrial revolution from London 2012 Olympic Games Opening Ceremony
It’s incredible how the vision of certain people changed the world as it was and helped shape it into what we have today. I wonder who the next visionary person will be …
Sir Tim Berners-Lee – inventor of the World Wide Web
Hi. Today is Day 25 of #BlogFlash2012 and our prompt today is Blue. You might think a colour is quite limiting, yet this one opens many doors. Here is the door it opened for me.
It’s my favourite colour, especially royal blue. Yet, there have been times in my life when blue has had a different meaning altogether.
When you lose someone very dear and you dive mindlessly and uncontrollably into grief, blue is the colour of your days, not in your physical surroundings, but in your head and mood.
It’s like being surrounded by a blue bubble. You go about your daily tasks and speak when spoken to yet your blue bubble is like your comfort zone. It was a protective layer I wrapped myself in until I was ready to face the world again.
Hi. It’s Day 24 already and I can’t believe we’ve only got 6 more posts after today and then #BlogFlash2012 is finished. Anyway today’s prompt is In The Woods. As I wrote a dark-ish one for the Forest prompt, I decided to go the opposite way for this one.
In The Woods
I love wandering through woods. There’s a real sense of getting back in touch with nature and I’m lucky we have some great ones only a short-ish car journey from where I live.
As a writer, I find getting away from the hustle and bustle of town living very therapeutic. Wandering amongst the trees, ferns and brackens, and seeing some wildlife not only calms and relaxes me, I find a great deal of inspiration there.
The way the sun peeps through the arboreal canopy, the colours of foliage and wild flowers, enriches me in ways nowhere else can.