The Holiday Season

Shoes crunch over the white layer on the ground. Shielding eyes as the gust of wind lashes. It will ruin the holiday spirit if we don’t get there in time. Fighting the other families to get there, and grab it. 

“Over here! There’s space here!” comes the cry. 

Looking over, seeing the spot. The perfect spot. Rushing over, dodging people. Drop the bags to claim the spot.

“Get the towels out. I’ll get the umbrella up.”

With well practiced speed, the set up is complete. Everyone sits and enjoys their Christmas picnic on the beach.

“No better way to spend Christmas Day!”

Still as a statue

In the middle of the forest there lay the ruins of an old building. Half the walls and the foundation were intact but the roof had long since crumbled away. This ruin was not known to many, but to the locals it was a curious treasure.

In the middle of the ruin there lay a statue. Unlike the building surrounding it, the statue was in perfect condition. A woman hunched over hugging her knees with her face hidden away from public view.

In the middle of a nearby town there lay a girl. She had grown up visiting the ruin and statue as most of the children in the area did. She had imagined stories around the woman. As a child she had talked to the statue. Now as a young woman she still visited the statue when she needed comfort.

Maya didn’t know why the statue brought her comfort. Maybe it was imagining someone else’s story that eased her pain. Maybe just escaping her life just for a few minutes helped. She tried to visit whenever she could get away – which wasn’t often.

Right now she was supposed to be at an appointment but she was called here instead. She felt a magnetic pull to be here in this precise moment.

She ran her hand along the smooth cold marble. It soothed her frayed nerves.

Back and forth as her breathing slowed to match the rhythm.

Until suddenly her hand lay on top of warm flesh. She jerked her hand back and stared transfixed as the marble receded and the statue turned into a real woman.

Passion

Another 100 words for the writing group

Full of dreams of a bright future. Finish school, get a degree, then enter your dream job. Not so fast, you need another degree. But how to pay for more education? Ignore all the jobs you’re still not qualified for, keep looking for anything. Oh there’s a job, the pay is ok and it kind of has some of your interests. Working and saving with the next degree in mind. By the time you’ve completed that next degree, you find out you still need more. By now the job that’s supporting your dreams has destroyed all passion for anything.

Photography

I haven’t had the time lately to do much writing. Even for my writing group I’ve struggled to write the tasks. But I have had the chance to take some photos. While not writing, it’s still a creative pursuit that I love.

These were taken in 2017 at the Kruger National Park.

These were taken in Scotland April 2018

 

So while I haven’t been writing, I’ve tried to keep my creativity going.

Famous Five Display

So this isn’t part of my book or any writing project, but it is literary.

This is a display I did for the library I work at.

by Carolina De Vivo

by Rosa Carr

I wasn’t a Famous Five fan as a child but I did enjoy making this. It was a display for the summer.

Next I will be making a Roald Dahl display.