First Write on Wednesday for 2012 and I'm feeling a bit rusty! I did manage to get a few pieces written over the holidays, you can scroll to these on my blog if you like.
Thankyou Gill for your ongoing hosting, support and inspiration for WoW.
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As he gazed at the
tree he wondered at the majesty and strength of nature. How could this massive tree,
have just appeared, stricken and lifeless, on the beach? He turned and gazed
toward the horizon as thoughts of storms, waves and the boat trip swelled back
into his consciousness. The breeze rising, her face slid unbidden into his mind
as he felt the gentle kiss linger on his cheek.
The idea of a weekend
away had been hers, a time for them to take a breath from the shop and her
studies. The cabin had been perfect, they’d slept and laughed and loved.
Weather checked, the grizzled sea dog had reassured them that it was the right
day and that to leave it any longer would be risking missing out completely. So
off they sailed into the bay, to find the legendary lover’s beach.
And stunning it had
been, just as they had been told. As they drowsed under the palms, he realised
gradually that something had changed, that the birds had quietened. He
stretched and stood looking seaward, and saw the gathering threat. Waking her
quickly, he grabbed her by the hand as they raced to their craft and set the engine roaring. The waves
mounted and the walls of water became harder to scale. Their faces pale and
pinched, the wind whipped their hair slickly against their greening skin. And
then it came – the monster wave to which he had forfeited all. One moment, one
dreadful moment, and she was gone.
And as he looked back
to the tree, battered, beached and powerless, he understood how it come to be
so.
What a touching piece. It gave me chills. I feel so much for the main character, and you so seamlessly blended the tree and his heartache into one. Love it!
ReplyDeleteHaunting, sad and powerful. Great use of the prompt.
ReplyDeleteOh no!! That's so sad. Could he find her again, safe and sound on a deserted island? I'm all for Hollywood endings;) Lovely piece. I was so there with him, feeling the fear and the wave and the feeling of panic. Beautiful piece.
ReplyDeleteWhat an imaginative take on the prompt, Kate. A whole story here, love the layers and depth to your piece. The detail "the birds had quietened" was well done, it really gave me chills. There is something Tim Winton-ish about your writing stylein this, the nature, the darkness, the sadness. I think you did very well, even though you claim to be rusty!
ReplyDeletenice writing, spring... thanks for sharing.
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