Friday, March 8, 2013

Stone

My parents utterly and completely believed in their right to have a place in this world. They laughed loudly; smiled broadly; closed every party while I sat like stone wondering where I fit.

This was written for this weekend's Trifecta Writing Challenge and is the first line to a short story I'm working on. The word was stone.



Posted by Kelly Garriott Waite at 1:33 PM
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16 comments:

  1. Yes. I can picture this perfectly, Kelly.

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  2. The disconnect between parents and child - how very relatable. Great opening line. Can't wait to see where it goes!

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  3. This is so good! I love how this piece feels so balanced - and I love the emotion inside it. Well done!

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  4. greatness

    This was my childhood, Kelly. I'm floored. This was great.

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  6. This is so sad. I wonder if the parents don't realize the disconnect, or if they don't care. I'm afraid it's the latter.

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  7. Brings a familiar moment back to the forefront.

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  8. A nice beginning. It has gotten me interested.

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  9. Sometimes it does happen that a child is very unlike the parents in more ways than seems possible.An interesting take on the prompt Kelly & am so glad to note that there is a story that is taking shape:-)Looking forward to reading it

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  10. I read - I thought of what age the 'child' is? In retrospect does it matter? Though in saying that and the child a teenager - then they unfortunately do not attempt to 'fit in' either. Interesting take.

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  13. I felt like this sometimes growing up. It's a pretty bad feeling :/ You captured it well!

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  14. I know this feeling all to well. Very good.

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  16. The idea of a stone trying to fit in conveys the hopelessness perfectly. Nice one.

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