I have been rather absorbed with the Olympics over the past few weeks and also been working on editing some short stories. I haven’t really been writing anything new so keeping in trend with my editing theme, this week’s Friday Fictioneers is an edit of a longer short story I did a while ago. It was a little rushed so please forgive any glaring errors.
The Catch
Today during early dawn I watched the fisherman bring in their catch. The sea waters gently rippled on the shore and the backdrop of pink sky made me linger a while. I took a deep breath as the salty breeze caressed my face. You were nowhere to be seen, but you were everywhere. I could feel you playing with my hair, taste you on my lips and hear you whisper through the breaking waves. It’s been ten years since the storm, yet the vision of your empty boat crashing to shore still haunt me every time I wake.
The chilly air forces my hands into my coat pockets and I pull out a small oyster shell. As I rubbed it between my finger tips I realized I do not need you anymore, I do not even need a photo of you. All I need is a feeling, reminding me of that day you came into my life and the day you dived back into the sea.
The Write Kit 
Feelings and emotions are what contain the everday but often we don’t realise it, mistakenly believing that it is images and sounds that are the most potent. I think you captured that sense perfectly, well done.
http://womanontheedgeofreality.com/2012/08/10/friday-fictioneers-shell-seeker/
Thank you very much Linda and look forward to reading yours 🙂
You’re welcome Emma 🙂
WOW! So true, you don’t need a picture. Mine is here: http://oldentimes.wordpress.com/2012/08/10/camping-on-the-river-friday-fictioneers/
Thank you 🙂
Beautifully melancholy writing.
Thank you very much!
Good one – captures the sentiment of her loss beautifully. Nice work.
Thank you Sandra
I sympathize with that feeling of loss. You feel the person everywhere, and the littlest things bring them back. You captured this sentiment well, and I liked your story.
Here’s mine:
Thank you, I am fascinated with how even the smallest thing can bring back such vivid memories and feelings.
Nice job – I like the way you used the senses.
Thank you Kaitlin
lovely words…
Good for her. She arrived at the turning point where she can let go and get on with life. Well done.
I agree that feelings linger longer than pictures or images. As Lora said, she can move on, but those memories will come back through small smells, sights, etc. Nicely done.
Stumbled onto your blog rummaging through WordPress. I love your little bit of flash fiction. Short but full of beautiful imagery. Something about it leaves a sort of excitement or sparkle of creativity in the air. Thanks for sharing!