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Never Knew
See there?
Look, through the window – on the other side of the dust and dried up droplets. Him – walking into the library, I bet he’s a writer, coming in to look for inspiration for his latest play-on-words-with-words (ha, ha).
He could be coming into the library to put the finishing touches on his inaugural speech, delivered after he becomes Australia’s first President, when the country finally becomes a republic at one time or another.
(Or maybe he’s just rushing back in to pick up his kids from the library’s free child minding service, after having met an old flame across the road in the pub for beer and steak and reminiscing, as the song kind of goes.)
Maybe.
Perhaps he’s just given up on some (or none) (or all?) of those dreams and is discontentedly returning to the hordes of those that never knew.
For the moment.
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Comment by: digs - 2008-05-30 09:51
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Costa. I like your writing. This one has a great tone: it keeps us intrigued and wanting to read on.
See there?**Nice opening; arresting**
on the other side of the dust and dried up droplets.**Not sure if I got what the ‘the dust and dried up droplets’ refers to**
to put the finishing touches on**Should that be ‘to put the finishing touches to’? Or is that only British English?**
(Or maybe he’s just rushing back … goes.)**Note sure why this part is in brackets?**
Hope you're planning to stick around.
Digby |
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| Hi Costa. Never knew you before, but I am glad you are here now. This was well done. Keep it coming. |
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| Costa, your back (again) Cool story, so the writer, that's you. The future president of Oz, you again ? How about the Dad with the past, you again methinks. Adored the last line, good daydreamer stuff. |
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Comment by: Nora Online- 2008-02-18 21:22
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Costa, I'd scold you for being long-lost, but I'm too glad to see you again.
Like John said, the voice is crystal clear. There's a certain charming self-consciousness to this piece. I really like this line:
Perhaps he’s just given up on some (or none) (or all?) of those dreams and is discontentedly returning to the hordes of those that never knew.
If I read it right, it sounds like the intrepid MC is indeed looking for inspiration amongst the stacks. I hope he finds it. Good write, Costaki. |
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Comment by: Juan2 - 2008-02-18 20:44
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Good to see (read?) ya, Costa. I like the way to take the title on a little rumination upon a theme. The voice used is clear, like we're in the head of the narrator. Also love that this scenario plays out every day. I mean, how many people do we see on the street that we can actually say we know about them or their life. Anybody can play this supposition game all day, so it adds to a universal feel. But the telling is in the direction the assumptions go, and for me, you speak volumes about this narrator's own dreams and life in very little space. Well done.
happy writings. |
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