Composition of a Masterpeice
For a moment it felt like college again, late night cramming, last minute paper production. I long since eclipsed this idle foolishness. Yet, here into the witching hours I race against the clock, time the reaper. I thought drawing cover art for my book of poetry would be easier. But as I inch ever closer to completion I begin to deteriorate more and more, hour glass thinning.
Doesn’t it just figure the electricity would go out? Guess it’s the universe’s way of telling this fish to swim. Ok, 2 ½ hours of battery life left to create one last masterpiece.
Word Count: 100
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P.S. Please make sure to read the others.
I know I have been lax as of late responding to comments and commenting on your stories. Mea Culpa. I’ve had a lot on my plate. I hope to have a post as way of some explanation, perhaps excuse for my internet absence. But I am ever grateful to have found my way to FF and for the community. Thanks as always to our ever gracious host Rochelle.
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Dear Dana, The witching hour brings darkness and 2 1/2 hours left to work on the computer. I think she’ll make it! Have a great week – love your story! Nan 🙂
Thanks Nan. I suspect she did make it. Masterpieces usually end up as they should be despite our efforts to screw them up.
So hard to put it down, isn’t it? Hope you’re doing well, darling. I’ve missed our chats.
So So hard. Still working on your art. I have a scan in the am but hope to get you something soon. P.S. missing our chats too. Sorry I’ve been Rock Hiding. 😉
Dana, I understand the frustration. You described it well. Where we are the electricity goes off a lot. I have a flash drive for when I lose the cable, but have to make sure the computer’s charged. Of course the cable’s off half the time even when we have electricity. Good and well-written story. 🙂 —Susan
Doesn’t it just figure the electricity would go out? Oh, yes it does. Or the printer runs out of paper or ink or well … Murphy’s law. Lovely take in 100 (or?) words.
Raising a deadline will do it every time! Nicely done.
Oh sure, that always happens. Desperation always sets off the “failure circuit” in anything electrical. Still, creating art by candlelight is so much sweeter. I like this piece for it’s comfortable reading style. I felt like I was there.
The electricity always goes off when a deadline looms. It’s compulsory.
Patrick I fear you’re right. There must be a universal law to this effect
The muse is often moody 🙂
She is and then look out. But sometimes great things come out of being tossed askew.
It’s amazing what a push a looming deadline can give. I felt her frustration and worry, Dana.
Thanks Karen. hopefully she makes it. 🙂
Dear Dana,
I related to your story as an artist and a writer. Well done. .
shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle. suspect we have all been there a time or two. Dana
Dear Dana,
I loved the fishing being told to swim. A very good story about the way events seem to conspire to send us messages, whether we want them at that moment or not. Well done.
Aloha,
Doug
The messages of the universe are tricky buggers. They can creep up on you or just switch off the lights. Either way you have to keep working. Thanks Doug.
Sometimes the universe just knows when to gives us that extra push!
Dawn, I tell you the universe does know and hates to be ignored. Procrastinate and it will up the ante. 🙂
Oh no! Karma has a way of getting us to move things along, whether we welcome it or not. There’s nothing like working under pressure. Hopefully you’re not experiencing this first hand; though, I know you’ve had a lot to deal with lately. Anyway, I’m glad there was still battery life. There’ve been times where this has happened to me on a desktop computer and I was SOL. Thanks for sharing such an intense story!
Oh god I’ve been there no power and everything locked away on my desktop. Scary. I don’t have any deadlines to meet at the moment which is good. Actually I think I just want to get a pair of those slippers and kick my feet up. Thanks Adelie
Oh my, you’re disconnected from the pulse of where everything happens and anybody who’s not there is, ahem, square. Take care of you.
So so true. Thanks Totsy