I haven’t had the oompf again this week for blogging. And couldn’t force myself to participate in NaNoWriMo even though I knew exactly what I’d write. That confessed, I simply couldn’t pass up Friday Fictioneers. It has become my weekly reprieve. The creative exercise I have to get me over the hump.
In case this is your first time, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts a weekly photo prompt. Writers from all over the world come together to write a 100 word story, poem, or whatever tickles their imagination that week. Then we share them with one another (click here).
I admire ornamentations, the little details on buildings that most people never notice. So entering the medical building our eyes met.
Steve and I were determined to start a family, even if it required fertility treatments. We debated in the waiting room. He was convinced it was Mercury’s visage looking upon us. A good omen as Mercury’s love bore two children. I knew it was Minerva; medicine and magic in tall order.
“Uterine Cancer”, Dr. Levin informed, our hopes dashed.
“I’m wrong” Steve whispered, unimaginable the thought of Mercury coming to take me to hell, “Minerva’s come to wage war.”
Word Count: 100
This pushed all the air out of my lungs and left me broken. Power my love. Super powerful.
Thank you Renee.
Oh you really wrote of hope crushed.. and renewed hope of somethign else.
Thanks Bjorn. This one was an emotional journey.
So powerful and strong, but with the hope that they will see this through together. I’m rooting for them…
Thanks Dee. I’m rooting too. 🙂
This packs a lot of punch, the bad news arriving — but also the strength of the couple. Not just in the husband’s resolve at the end, but the couple supporting each other before, with trying to start a family.
So true. I think it is a gift to find a partner you can navigate life alongside. It is a gift.
I have actually got goose flesh reading that. Unbelievably powerful.
Merci Etienne. I love when people say goose flesh instead of bumps. You put a smile on my face this morning. 🙂
I do think it’s a much more evocative phrase, though not one I get to use very often.
Jings, this may be a first.
AnElephant is lost for words.
Wow! That is a hug compliment AnElephant…….I think. 😉
I really liked the light touch you gave this little tale of woe. And the fact that her husband was ready to fight!
Thanks Lindaura- I think everyone needs a good support system when life delivers a blow. You can’t go wrong with this kind of Love.
A very strong story, I had to read it a couple of times. Such an unexpected ending.
I have learned life has a way of going sideways on you when you least expect it. I wanted to capture the knockdown and the fighter within.
How horrible. The subject matter, that is; not the writing. The writing took my breath away, especially with that last punch in the guts.
Thanks Helena. That is what I was aiming for- the gut punch of a diagnosis and the roar of the lioness.
Wow, that knocked my expectations sideways. Powerful story.
Thanks Mike. I was aiming for sideways or flat on your back much like a diagnosis would.
This is brilliant-poignant and the story touched me at so many levels!Hopes of new beginnings leading to start of a new war-love for each other,the only constant-Bravo!
Thank you. Moments like these are measured by the support you have in life. With a loving husband and a kick ass Goddess in her corner she will surely come out victorious.
Am sure she will-am rooting for her:-)
Your story has spirit and heart and guts and I love it. A call to arms by the husband to rally the gods. Let them be victorious.
Thanks Doug. Yes victorious indeed! I love that “a call to arms and rally cry to the Gods”.
You took me in one direction and then stunned me at the end. Powerful and sad. A story after my own heart.
Thanks Rochelle. Your stories do the same for me.
Great how you punch us right in the middle of the story, just like the narrator and partner must be punched with the news. Powerful stuff.
Thanks Claire. Some news is like a gut punch.
Definitely like the half-full ending–with support like that, she’ll make it.
Definitely. With a loving husband and a warrior spirit all will be well.
i second helen’s comment. powerful piece.
Wow…that just stopped me in my tracks. So much in just 100 words. Brilliant.
Thank you for the compliment. I love the 100 word restraint.
Wow, such a strong piece and painful too. Great Job 🙂
Thanks Helen. Next week my friend has informed me I must write something upbeat. 😉