Image Credit: Matias Larhag

Title: Reflections

Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 11

Word count: 100 words

She signed the document and the shouting, the arguing, the accusations, the blame and humiliation became things of the past. The self-doubt, the insecurities, the hurt, the betrayal and the miss-trust remained. The pity in other eyes left scars on her soul.

Her life was perfect once. Like the postcard view, calm, serene, beautiful, carefully cropped to hide the horrors of the truth. The pen altered her reality, leaving her at a crossroads without a map, without direction.

Wounded, ruined, cast into despair, she cradled a small ember. The spark she had protected. Now she coaxed her phoenix to rise.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

Image Credit: Bikurgurl

Title: Homage to the Gods
Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 10
Word count: 100 words

Artistry steeped in traditions of five thousand years played out before him. Thespis dared to speak to the chorus giving rise to those who carried his name. Oresteia won Aeschylus accolades with a second thespian for dialog. Sophocles upped the ante, beating Aeschylus in the games with a drama replete with patricide, incest and the failings of Oedipus the King. Euripides showed the gods and their human frailties endearing himself to the crowd.

Dionysus smiled in anticipation. Each production an homage meant just for him. He and the audience sill determined whose name would be immortalized.

On with the show.
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer

Image Credit: Frank Jansen

Title: Can’t Go Home
Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 8
Word count: 100 words

It felt like he had never left. It felt vaguely foreign too, like a dream not quite remembered. He did remember riding his bike around town, his camera bouncing against his hip as he pedaled. He and the Pentax had been inseparable. Every penny of his allowance or the odd job he got, he used to feed the camera a steady diet of film and then to processed the film into photographs.

The place advertising one hour developing had long since gone out of business. But his photos remained. They helped to reminded him of the pieces he had forgotten.

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer