Tag: vignette
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Dawn
~ a vignette ~ I like to read on my lunch hour, outside. Reclining in a beach chair, grounding myself. Bare feet resting upon the silky grass. Today, a new friend buzzes by, joining me. She let her presence be known, when out of the corner of my eye, I caught the sight of something…
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Always With You
~ a vignette ~ Hues of pink and purple, yellow and orange rise above the horizon, displacing the darkness of night. The twinkling lights fade into the brightness. Everything we were, everything we had, like that shining sun. Even on rainy days we danced. Life may have taken us to unexpected places, but love always…
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Procrastination Befriends Excuses
~ a vignette ~ The sunroom was thick and heavy. Though the sky had opened and shed rapid tears, the humidity remained. The oscillating fan swiveled my direction every sixteenth second, teasing me with a soft, warm breeze. I reached for my iced tea, condensation speckling the glass like droplets of water on my body…
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Life’s a Stage
can you sense the shiftingnow is the time to writefor such a moment as thisput all else out of sight busyness attempts to strayyou must cast off all that distractspick your character, feel the rolethis is the time, now act move throughout the storyexpanding time and spacespeed things up, slow them downthis is setting the…
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Christmas Morning Memories
~ a vignette ~ December 1987 I sat on the cream-colored sofa and slowly slid my 8-year old body to the edge. Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker Suite played in the background as the crackling fire masked the sound of my internal excitement. It was an ice-covered, Oklahoma Christmas morning, and we had opened all the usual presents.…
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A Cherished Rose
~ a vignette ~ I stepped inside the solitary room and observed her from a distance. It was just the two of us. Her make-up done the way she always wore it. Her short, soft curls cemented by Rave aerosol hairspray. I walked over with her perfume bottle and spritzed it across her neck. Wafting…
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Convos in the Time of Corona
~ a vignette ~ “How ya doing, Franz?” He stared back at me in silence. “I said how are you doing?” I shook my head and made my way to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, I pulled out spaghetti, shoveled it onto a plate and placed it in the microwave. He doesn’t even have the…
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Don’t run
~ a vignette ~ I backed away, slowly inching toward the river. My breathe calm and steady even as my heart raced. Thump-thump-thump; thump-thump-thump; thump-thump-thump. Doing my best to avoid direct eye contact, I froze when I heard the crackle of the branch under my foot. Time stood still for a fraction of a second…
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Earl
~ a vignette ~ (Monologue: 1-minute) Mia, 8 years old I have a fish named Earl. People ask why I named him that. I don’t know… I just looked at him and said “Earl!” That’s how I do things. It feels right. Like if someone looks sad, I give ’em a hug. If someone looks…
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Morning Habits
~ a vignette ~ Looking down at my fingertips, I notice them black, smudged by the paper. It’s part of my habit. Coffee brewed at 6:30 am every morning for the past twenty years. An English muffin topped with sweet marmalade and three slices of jalapeño. And a single fried egg with bacon. Always with…
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