A couple of announcements first: a story I wrote a while ago went up on The Drabble yesterday (if you’ve read my stories for a while, you may remember it), and I’ve picked six stories I think you should read this weekend. Right, on with the story.
U-Turn Down Memory Lane
He catches a glimpse of lemon yellow tail-fins and chrome and thinks of Grandad.
Most of his early memories have a mythical quality – they’ve always been there but he’s never quite certain any of it happened. That time Grandad took him out in his car, though, he remembers every detail of it.
‘I like your finny car.’
‘You have it when I die, then.’
Grandad died one day before his fifth birthday. He was sent to the children’s home and never saw his Caddy again.
How many lemon yellow Cadillacs can there be in this country?
He makes a U-turn.
(written for Flash Frenzy, round 74)
I am learning to appreciate this medium.
So far everything seems like a Mystery to me.
Thanks Sonya 🙂
Anand
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It takes some getting used to – the reader has to fill in a lot of blanks. The more you read, the better you’ll get 🙂
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Yes true. I would get used to it by visiting your stories regularly 🙂
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Mine, yes, but others, too. The Drabble is good, you’ll get a wide variety of writers there 🙂
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Oh, I would–I have developed a habit of talking to friends like you and if they tell me a story I listen–enjoy–without a friend I get bored when I read. I guess I should make friends over there 😛 😛 😛
Anand
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Ohh….it broke my heart a little and that means yout accomplished your job as the writer! Wow…this is beautiful! 🙂
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Thank you, that’s a brilliant comment! Glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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It’s sweetly sad, and makes you yearn for things from your own past that you miss.
With me, it’s my Nan’s cooking – meat pudding wrapped in butter papers and laid in a cream enamel roasting dish – white toast with real butter, cut all wonky because her eyesight was so terrible (she rested her finger on the top of your teacup so she could feel when the liquid was near the top). Sitting on her step to drink Cadbury’s hot chocolate from glass cups.
Such clear memories, I think I’ll be spouting them I’m they shove me off to a home – no doubt the only things I will remember 🙂
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Well done for appearing on The Drabble. I absolutely love your 100 flash fiction 😊
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Thank you, and thank you! That’s lovely to hear 🙂
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Pleasure 🙂
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Congratulations 🙂 I really like these stories, especially Not What It Seems. I’m always looking at my other dimension selves too.
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