Hey everyone. I haven’t participated in Soooz Burke’s weekly flash fiction challenge in a while. Today, the muse cooperated. If you don’t know about this delightful event click here to visit Soooz and learn more about it.
This week’s challenge was based on this photo promt:
My story today relates to an upcoming release, House of Sorrow, planned for late December. I don’t often write in first person, but couldn’t see writing this flash fiction piece otherwise.
The weather is cold and blustery today. Rather fitting, considering I’ve spent the last two hours reminiscing about life in Madeira. I remembered the good times and anguished over the bad ones. Especially one cold, dark February night.
I watch as my neighbor Abbey walks to her car. She’s a nice young woman—always friendly and seems to show genuine concern for my well-being. But I’ve shut her out, like everyone else in my life. It’s easier to let people believe I’m still mourning my husband’s death, even though it’s been almost thirty-seven years.
People call me eccentric. Reclusive. The woman in black. You see, I always wear dark colors. That’s okay. Let them think what they want. Most would think I’m crazy if I told them the truth of why I chose to stay in this house and isolate myself from the rest of the world.
Oh, I had a choice. There wasn’t any reason I couldn’t have remained here and stayed an active member of the community. But over the months and years following Lee’s death, I retreated into my own little world. And because of that, I’m convinced I saved other wives from a life of sorrow.
But I will not live forever. I’m eighty-two years old. My health is failing. I moved into a downstairs room a few months ago because I can no longer navigate the stairs. If only I could climb them today. My journal is still in my old bedroom.
I used to write in it often. If anyone reads it after I’m gone, they’ll find a bit of history because I didn’t limit my scribbling to personal feelings. I wrote about the times—Bobby Kennedy’s assassination, the first moon landing, things like Woodstock, the Manson murders, and the Vietnam war.
And even though times were troubled during the late 1960s, what I wouldn’t give to go back. To live that era again. To make different choices. If I had, Lee might be alive today. Or at least, his life wouldn’t have been cut short.
I need the journal. The urge to record one last entry is strong. I don’t feel I can wait any longer. But I can’t risk falling. If I was injured, Tim would remove me from this house and place me in a nursing home. No, I need to stay here as long as possible.
Write it down, Ruth.
How can I without the journal? I supposed I could wait until the housekeeper comes tomorrow.
Don’t wait. Do it today.
The sense of urgency is overwhelming. To write the things I wanted to say but never did. There’s a message I need to convey. Something I should have already done. I won’t wait. But without the journal, I’ll have to find another way.
I hope you enjoyed my contribution. Be sure to check in the following weeks to learn more about Ruth, see the book cover reveal, and the release date for House of Sorrow.
36 Responses
Glad your muse found you this week, Joan:) I liked it in first person and I’m SO curious what that entry will be.
Thank you, Denise. Yes, I put out a little teaser there. 🙂
An excellent extract, Joan. My mother turned 82 last week. She also remembers the impact of certain world events on her world in the UK. A great premise for a book.
Thank you, Robbie. I believe it’s important to listen to the older generation. Write down their memories. We can learn a lot from them. And a happy belated birthday to your mother.
Thank you, Joan, I believe this too.
Brilliant use of the prompt, Joan!
Thank you so much!
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Thank you for sharing!
Such a tease! Great job with the prompt, Joan.
I do love cliffhangers! Thanks, Staci.
Now I must know more! Excellent use of the prompt, Joan. I look forward to the release — congratulations!!
Thanks, Gwen. The short story and subsequent novel have been a long time coming.
I like Ruth already. She sounds like a determined character!
Thanks, Priscilla. She’s pretty strong.
I can’t wait to see what Ruth has to say. Nicely done.
Thanks, Michele!
Great way to use the prompt.
Thanks, Craig!
What a fantastic use of the prompt, Joan, and I loved the use of first person to get into Ruth’s head. This was a wonderful teaser for your story. I can’t wait for House of Sorrow!
Thanks, Mae. Somehow first person just seemed right for this story. That doesn’t happen often for me.
I think first person was perfect for this prompt, Joan. And I need to know what her message is!
Somehow I couldn’t see writing this in third person. And the message? Coming in the not too distant future.
Well-done, Joan. I feel her anguish and the strength of the urge. Her clock is winding down and she has one more thing to convey. A great segue into your book!
Thanks so much, Jan!
This is such a great take on the prompt, Joan. It’s great to see you taking part again. I now need to know what Ruth wants so desperately to say. Can’t wait for House of Sorrow. I am about to share this on my site. 😊
Thanks, Soooz. Heading to your site in a few minutes. This week’s prompt was perfect for my story.
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Great use of the prompt, Joan. Well done. 😁
Thank you, John!
Poor Ruth, it sounds as though Tim is not a very nice guy!
He really has her best interests at heart. She just doesn’t want to leave the house.
Sounds like it’s gonna be great, Joan! Super excerpt! And quite a teaser, too! 🙂
I love teasers and cliffhangers.
A wonderful story based on the photo prompt.
Thank you, Karen!