Madness

She wore her heart on her sleeve.  It was there for the world to see.  It beat with warmth and kind thoughts for all.  She would not dream of harm to a soul.  And yet– you could sense dread.

She played the harp.  A pluck of the strings brought her peace and ease.  She read books–books of farce with daft plots.  They held her rapt and gripped her with their wild scenes.

Years of a life of tight and fixed views soon led her to go mad.  She snapped one day when her much loved harp lost its tune.

I came across a prompt that suggested writing a 100 word story using only one syllable words.  If you give it a try, let me know; I would love to read yours.

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  1. Like your story!

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  2. jgavinallan

     /  July 7, 2011

    Gayle:
    First—I am taking that picture for inspiration…
    Second…This is terrific—with a BIG T…woosh!

    loved it—hugs to the best
    Jaye

    PS:more hugs

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    • Please do take the picture, Jaye–it’s yours!

      It was a little tricky writing a short story using only one syllable words–but fun.

      Lots of hugs…
      Gayle xoxo

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  3. Will have to think about this. Meanwhile, lovely job, Gayle. I like the illustration as well. Nice work.

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  4. it is brilliant gayle. the story is sad and fabulously written. internet has been really naughty today. i was thinking that i wont be able to read you guys today.

    lucky me. 🙂

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  5. I love the way this unfolds. It is very beautiful even with it’s sadness.
    Well done, Gayle. ~~~ : – )

    I have decided to attempt the challenge … here it is …. it was difficult but it stimulated my mind to come up with this.

    Namaste,
    Izzy

    http://insidethemindofisadora.wordpress.com/2011/07/08/sleep-well-my-dear

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    • I love what you did and I saw that Becca joined in too. This was fun!

      Thanks again, Izzy.

      Namaste,
      Gayle

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  6. Gayle … love what you did with one syllables … not as easy as it may sound … reading in my mind sounded funny too … i loved the image and the unfolding of the sad story … but I can relate to it too! 🙂 Well done!

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  7. Beautiful words and imagery! The love of music can take us to greater heights or to deepest depths.

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  8. beautiful write.
    haunting imagery.

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  9. Invite you to write for week 5 challenge,
    Hope all is well.
    Thanks for the attention.
    Appreciate your input.
    Cheers.

    bless your weekend.

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  10. Wow, thanks for the PR, Becca–that was nice of you. Maybe we’ll get some others to give it a try.

    Hugs…

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