Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Six Sentence Story bloghop
Your host is Denise.
Your charge is to write a story of precisely six sentences in length based on the prompt word.
Prompt word:
ABSENT
The change was neither sudden, nor universal; to the small percentage of people who noticed it first, the word ‘modification’ seemed more comfortable a way to note the difference.
‘Yeah’, those unable to avoid hearing their own thoughts, like pearls forming in shells at the bottom of a toxic sea, ‘Like a change in hue or a lowering in volume, certainly nothing really is missing.’
‘The times change’, as unavoidable as following waves in an incoming tide, an increasing number found themselves thinking, safely unaware of how jealously they guarded this seemingly innocent conclusion.
As water, in a boiling pot remains confined until the energy exceeds the limits of containment, finding a more liberating form as steam, the sense of shared loss grew, no longer constrained by the logic of, ‘We all must eventually grow up’ or ‘Its time to set aside childish beliefs.’
Like the light of dawn, at first confined and easily ignored, inevitably becomes the day, touching all, an awareness of change spread.
The spirit of the Season was absent and, as granite monuments of a cemetery offer nothing more comforting than a reminder of the past, the void in their lives grew and their world became forever less joyful.
music (no, seriously. even though this choice of music made way more sense when I was still trying to write a different Six, I still like it in an ironically-whimsical sorta way.)
Pearls forming in shells at the bottom of a toxic sea….man, you tick me off sometimes with how good you are. Awesome
I try, (no, not to tick you off…well, maybe a little lol)
Thanks, Paul
Yeah, what Paul said!
The Elgar mockingly appropriate.
Who doesn’t think of Alexander DeLarge when that plays…lol
As water, in a boiling pot remains confined until the energy exceeds the limits of containment…
I like this line and my imagination made this into an interesting Christmas story – perception changes over time.
Did try to channel something of Christmas here
All of what Paul, Denise, and Phyllis said. I think I read your Six four times just pondering and soaking up what you wrote. Well done!
Thank you, Pat
Nothing is truly lost, just misplaced for a while. Excellent.
Whoa….I had to read this twice (second time with the music) this is such excellent writing.just reread for a third time….
Thank you, Miz W
Excellent Six! This touches so much on the soulfulness of loss and the reminder to cherish that which is in front of us.
…easy to forget, good to remember.
Dude. Go watch an old Christmas movie. The one where he believes and is moved by the spirit like old times.
Well done, Wordsmith.
lol aww man, of it wasn’t for one of the all-time great character actors (Sheldon Leonard) I couldn’t remember a single Christmas movie.*
*that said, total Jimmy Stewart fan… especially ‘Harvy’**
** again with the totally memorable supporting actor, Jesse White