Serenditipity : 99 Word Flash Fiction

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Blast, I slept through the alarm again. 

Josh sat in the stationary traffic. Thank heavens the alarm hadn’t woken him. I’d have been on that bridge if I was on time. 

“You’re fired. This is the sixth day in a row you’ve been late. It just isn’t good enough. Pack your desk and leave now.”

“The bridge collapsed. Lots of casualties.”

“Too bad. Out!”

Josh couldn’t take his eyes off the slender blue-eyed blonde headed woman smiling at him in  the lift. Thank heavens I was fired. Instead of a computer screen I’m staring into the eyes of my future.

For 99 word flash fiction over at Charli’s Carrot Ranch. Join in or read the others by following the link.

October 14, 2015 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that reveals or explores a moment of serendipity. How did it come about? What did it lead to? You can express a character’s view of the moment or on serendipity in general. Use the element of surprise or show how it is unexpected or accidentally good.

For those of you who recognize, serendipity has been a prompt before. What can I say, but I like its magic! And it is never the same gift.

Respond by October 20, 2015 to be included in the weekly compilation. Rules are here. All writers are welcome!

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Shadow Shot Sunday: Don’t Shoot

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Part of Shadow Shot Sunday 2:

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Silent Sunday: Reflections in the Pelorus

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Do you want to live on when you die?

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I attended the Dead, Dying and Undead Conference last week where I gave a paper on writing death. Other people gave papers on vampires, Nurses who kill: nazi nurses, first world war Australian nurses the Bluebirds, good deaths, imaging death and Jack the Ripper. All the papers I attended were fascinating even though at times somewhat confronting.

From Associate Professor Piatti-Farnell, a leading expert on vampires having published numerous books on vampires the latest The vampire in Contemporary Popular Literature available from Routledge, I learnt the genetic structure of vampires and their relationship with humans. How they form, live and die and how they reflect our own morality and mortality.

Dr Hughes gave an indepth overview of research into the field of immortality. It is perhaps getting closer but the one example of a person who believed he had conquered it saw the man taking 450 pills per day. I think I’d prefer to be dead. Imagine your entire life would be revolving around swigging the next lot down.

The paper given by Professor Donna Lee Brien had me gob smacked. I had no idea such web sites were out there. Her paper was on your online presence when you died and ways of setting up someone who could administer your presence. (It is next to impossible to remove yourself from sites such as Facebook, Twitter and others unless you are well prepared ahead of your demise. This wasn’t what surprised me though.

WHEN YOUR HEART STOPS BEATING: YOU KEEP TWEETING.

This is the logo of LivesOn. A site that will continue to make your tweets for you after you are gone. The problem, however, is that you probably will spend what remains of your life setting it up, and teaching it to respond as you would to current affairs, television programmes, political events and anything else you may be in the habit of tweeting about.

Another site will post (you write them first) to Facebook for you up to a maximum of 999 years after your death. Naturally you pay a fair amount for the service but I want to know do you get a refund if Facebook doesn’t survive that long.

There is another site that will look after your affairs after death. It contacts you by email every week and if you don’t respond for three consecutive notices it automatically sends emails to everyone telling them you are dead, and passwords and all information regarding your affairs to the person you nominate to receive it. I think if I was on this plan my friends would often be informed erroneously that I had met my demise.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: (Extra)Ordinary

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Most of us have waited for the train to arrive standing on the platform. An ordinary, daily event form millions of commuters over the world. What makes this extra ordinary I don’t think I need to say.

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Plastic shopping bags are an ordinary item that we are given at supermarkets and other shops to hold our goods. This is an extra ordinary use of them and quite beautiful as well. I’d be happy as Cinders going to the ball dressed in this dress.

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Sand castles may not be an ordinary thing we make in our daily lives but most of us would have had a holiday by the beach and built a sand castle. It is the detail of this castle which makes it extra ordinary.

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Fencing wire used to be part of my life when we had the farm. Quite an ordinary, essential item. This is extra ordinary in its use, not for containing beasties but as a light shade.

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Every day we probably use countless numbers of switches. Computers, coffee machines, irons, washing machines. All need turning on and off. This is extra ordinary in its gold plating  – this isn’t any ordinary white plastic number.

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Stairs are so ordinary I don’t give them a thought. Not until I saw these extra ordinary glass treads.

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Bird cages are something I have seen throughout my life. Not often but I know what they are. They don’t seem extra ordinary to me until I see them hanging en masse in an alley way above my head with nary a bird to be seen.

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A morning coffee is very ordinary. I have one every day at the end of my dog walk. What is extra ordinary is the snorkelling gear on one of the patrons. Now that was not ordinary at all just a trifle weird.

In response to the Weekly Photo Challenge

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Finding the Place — A Book Review

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Written as a prose poem Finding the Place by Margaret Collett both surprised and delighted me. Although I don’t dislike poetry and some I find very moving it is not a genre that I would seek out to read and certainly didn’t expect to find that this was a book I simply could not put down.

Collett starts by describing the geography and physicality of the small country town ‘Tillers Gap, located in the Blue Mountains, with the Beladgery River running through the abandoned mines of its former gold rush years. We get a feel for an Aussie country town with its wide streets, old buildings with wide verandahs. She makes us want to visit before telling us that a coal mine has opened a few kilometres from these streets. Then she invites us to meet the locals decide for ourselves on how welcoming the town is.

The remainder of the narrative is prose poetry and the lyrical nature gets us to the heart and soul of those we meet as Collett draws a vivid picture of their character and their dilemmas. She builds the tension as she weaves us deftly into the lives of those we meet and we find we care about them as people desperate that the outcomes for them are good.

The different characters narrate their story which forms a continuous narrative where the tension built and had me hanging on the edge of my seat. I became part of the world of Tilller’s Gap.  The social issues dealt with are ones to which we can all relate. Mitch, a worker at the mine starts the story. We hear his family problems and then the big dilemma he has at the mine is raised. What will he do. You’ll have to buy it and see. You won’t be disappointed. It is available on from Amazon both in kindle format and paperback. 

Having lived in small country towns in rural Australia most of my life I know the characters intimately. They are in every country town and for a taste of Australia this book will more than satisfy you.

 

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Skywatch Friday: 16th October 2015 Noosaville 4.46 pm

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Skywatch Friday: 9th November 2015 Noosaville 4.06 pm

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This is last weeks sky. I am posting now and todays will come this afternoon. I haven’t missed a skywatch for probably two years and I wanted to keep them in order. I took the photo last week but didn’t post.

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Straddling the Waters and recognising the value of voice.

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Sometimes life seems to put you with a leg on either side of a chasm and it becomes hard to move in either direction as you straddle the abyss. My apologies for not replying to your comments ( I do appreciate them and will get there.) Unfortunately something had to give as I finally spread myself to thin and something was about to crack – that something being me.

I was invited to write a scholarly book chapter which I gladly accepted at the time, chuffed that I was one that had been invited. It is due at the end of this month for peer reviewing and I am nowhere near finished and have been struggling. Struggling to sound scholarly and the flow of the writing dried up, shrivelled and disjointed.

This week at a conference I ran into the editor and admitted my problem. Immediately she said – “Don’t worry. We want you to write you. We are starting off with theory, philosophy and different methodologies — the dry and boring but essential. You”, she said “Were chosen for your distinctive voice. You can put the personal on the theory and people will remember the method for you’ll show them how it works in practice.”

I was so relieved she said that. I’d been trying to get rid of my voice. Trying to sound scholarly instead of me, the reason I now know was the reason I was chosen. It is a lesson to all writers. When you have your own voice, even when that man in black who sits whispering in your ear is active telling you it is no good, don’t try and change it. You may never write like those you consider great but it is your voice that will make people want to read what you have to say and that self critic will never rest so learn to live with him.

I have thrown him off my shoulder (for a short time anyway) and have been happily writing my chapter since. It is not quite finished but certainly will be by the end of the month. When the voice is yours the writing flows unimpeded.

In case you aren’t certain what voice is, simply put, it is the tone or style of a narrative. When I read, I hear the words being spoken, giving me the tone, rhythm of speech, the vocabulary and emphasis used. Just as if someone were talking to me. This mental audio then allows me to visualise the narrator and other characters in the narrative. The voice can be persuasive, confess a sin, confide a secret, mourn a lover, or any other number of emotions it can raise in us as the reader. It is what leads us to form a relationship with the narrator, whether love or hate or anything in between. It is also what makes it a believable story or not.

If the writing is memoir or any other autobiographical work then the author takes ownership of the voice of the narrating ‘I’. My voice in my memoir works is the same in life as it is in text. In fiction the voice is attributed to the narrator of the story.

However it does become much more complicated because our works aren’t simply one voice. There are multiple. Most works both fiction and autobiographical are polyvocal but perhaps that will be the topic of another post.

 

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Shadow Shot Sunday 2: Art Decco shadows

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In response to Shadow Shot Sunday 2

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