Write On Wednesdays Exercise 26 - Look at the photo at the top of this post. What does it inspire in you? Set your timer for 5 minutes. With the photo in mind, write the first words that come into your head until the buzzer rings. If you aren't a visual person, you could try lighting a few candles and writing by candlelight. Different sensory experiences can be useful for inspiring creative writing so please play around to make the prompt suit your writing needs. If you do try writing by candlelight, let us know. I'd love to know how it works for you!
I don't know if Rock Chicks story will ever be put together in any meaningful way.
I guess that may be a reflection on real life.
What I do know is that to really begin to understand her you have to first know the story of the bangle which I haven't told up until now.
Part of the reason for that being that it's pivitol to the story and is the thread running throughout it.
Getting it right is very important to me.
I really don't want to get it wrong.
I hope I haven't.
She woke up smiling.
It was the way she woke up every morning.
As though a thousand candles lit her soul and illuminated her life.
Today was her Birthday.
But that was of secondary importance. Tonight she would see him and so the day was just a countdown of hours until that time.
For a moment she reflected on the contrast between this year and last.
The complete and utter despair. The terror and the loneliness.
The feeling of failure and emptiness.
All of that was gone. Replaced by a feeling of rightness.
"Happy Birthday beautiful".
He walked towards her holding a small bag
This was home.
This was where she belonged.
She felt she had finally found her forever.
"Tell me if you don't like, I wont mind, I can change it" he said slightly nervously.
Smiling she shook her head.
Whatever the bag contained had been chosen with thought and care.
Of COURSE she was going to like it.
Taking the box from the bag she opened it revealing the bangle
He held his breath as she caught hers.
There was no need for pretence.
The delicate silver wire wound it's way around the beautiful turquoise stone.
She slid it onto her wrist.
Glanced up at him she saw a frown still furrowed his brow.
"I love it" she said throwing her arms around him burying her face in his neck.
"I love you" he whispered through her hair holding her as though he would never let her go.