Friday Fictioneers: Pale Brown Memories


friday-fictioneersWhat a difference one week makes! Last week I had been told I’d be on Huffington Post. Exciting enough, but since then, they’ve published two of my pieces, and on Saturday one of those same stories was Freshly Pressed! The one story received hundreds of comments, many of them very hostile and ugly. I understood that there might be some negativity, but wasn’t prepared for what happened. The other painted me as a saint. Neither is accurate. Today, an Australian publication asked to put the saintly story on their site; it’s been an exciting week for my writing!

Thanks to all of my Friday Fictioneer buddies, who brought such supportive words and their usual brand of wonderful writing. I apologize for not getting to each of your stories; I was completely overwhelmed! Led by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, find details and a list of the other stories on her blog, Addicted to Purple, this weekly flash fiction challenge is a bright spot in every week. This week’s photo comes form Janet Webb. As always, honest, thoughtful feedback is always welcome.

© Janet Webb

© Janet Webb

 Pale Brown Memories (97 Words)

We lazed in the late day sun, at the back of the garden. Mottled light flickered across his face, as he slept on the blanket and I counted his freckles. Married all of these years, his freckles still charm me and pull at my heart. His bare shoulders were slightly burned, from a day lounging together alone. I watched his eyes flutter, swept up in some unknown dream, and knew I would love him forever.

This fall, I could not bring myself to trim back the hydrangea blooms, now dry and faded. They remind me of summer joy.

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GIPY

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About Dawn Quyle Landau

Mother, Writer, treasure hunter, aging red head, and sushi lover. This is my view on life, "Straight up, with a twist––" because life is too short to be subtle! Featured blogger for Huffington Post, and followed on Twitter by LeBron James– for reasons beyond my comprehension.
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55 Responses to Friday Fictioneers: Pale Brown Memories

  1. mamaheidi60 says:

    One of your best yet! You are on a roll!

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  2. hbksloss says:

    So poetic! Well done! PS: which post got picked up on which Australian site?

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    • The piece about my dad (2nd one) was Freshly Pressed, then in HP, and will be on Mamamia Women’s Network. I’m not sure when. They’re editor send a very enthusiastic note to me yesterday requesting permission to publish it, and said she’d let me know when it’s “live.” Figure it will give me creds with my boy, who’s in Melbourne for a year. 😉

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  3. You’re rock in’ lady!! I’m happy for you. About time your skills get noticed.
    This piece is poetic and I dig it.

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  4. i b arora says:

    i like the last few words, so touching, great piece

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  5. Sad but touching and even hopeful piece. Memories in whatever form are what we have. Thanks, Dawn.

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  6. dmmacilroy says:

    Dear Dawn,

    Great to hear of your elevated exposure level. Saint and unsaintly is quite a stretch from one to the other. I’m willing to bet that you’re comfortable somewhere in the middle. This was a lovely piece whose tugs at the heartstrings produced beautiful music for the soul.

    Aloha,

    Doug

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    • Aww, you are so poetic sometimes, Doug. 😉 I’m glad your soul is singing… strumming… dancing? Whatever, music is always good! Thanks for the congrats. I will not brag so much in the future, but it was a heady week for sure. Reading such vastly divergent comments was very interesting. As usual, mahalo for your lovely words. Dawn

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  7. Dear Dawn,

    I hope this doesn’t mean that he’s gone to that great garden in the sky and there’s still winter joy to be had. Lovely writing. Heartfelt.

    Just a suggestion…freckles twice, so close together. Perhaps. “I counted his freckles. Even after all these years of marriage they still charme me…” As I said, just my thoughts.

    Nonetheless, beautiful writing as always.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • Great suggestion, Rochelle! I didn’t notice that one… but had removed another repetition that caught my eye. Thanks for taking the time to read so carefully; I always appreciate that kind of feedback. And no, I meant for this to be a romantic, and somewhat nostalgic piece– no sad endings here. Hope your week is wonderful! Dawn

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  8. Dawn, Lovely and heartwarming story. I guess there’ll always be people who hold strong opinions. With your stories now being read by so many, you’ll no doubt hear from the negative readers more because they have to let out their stronger feelings. It sounds like high school all over again. You have to consider the source and go on writing your opinions regardless. Just don’t let them know where you live. There may be a few crazies in the crowd. Well written as always. Congratulations on being on Freshly Pressed again. 🙂 — Susan

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  9. jgroeber says:

    Beautiful
    And yay, yay, yay for all your good news! Well-deserved!

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  11. Mike Lince says:

    This post was like two stories in one – the past reflected in the present tense, and the present reflecting on the past. It was like the reflection on a still lake where the scene and its reflection are equally vivid while only one is tangible – quite thought provoking. Well done! – Mike

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  12. Honie Briggs says:

    I didn’t know any of this was going on with you. I’ve missed several of your posts since the WP tweaking a couple of weeks ago. I enjoyed this tender tale of summer joy.

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  13. This rolls off the tongue (if reading a loud) or through one’s mind, like water in a lazy river. Well done.

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  14. rgayer55 says:

    That piece flowed really well, rather bittersweet in flavor. May I have another, please?

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  15. Psychobabble says:

    I just perused the comments section of your HP piece on Israel and your daughter – from what I read, you handled those comments (some very harsh) with eloquence and grace. Much respect.

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  16. A certain underlying sadness here, surprising given your assumed high from your recent success. Your muse is stretching her wings.

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  17. ah, sweet love, comes, stays, and goes like a garden, like all things, a breath in and then out..
    Randy

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  18. plaridel says:

    if there’s something wrong here, it’s that it ended so suddenly. i want to read more.

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  19. Romantic and nostalgic it is. And beautifully written

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  20. Dawn, what a lovely scene you paint of romantic, married love. It’s beautiful.
    Congratulations on all your other publishing success. I read the Huffington Post article. It’s brave to write about such a controversial topic, so I’m not surprised the comments were quite mixed.
    -David

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    • Thanks David. I didn’t set out to be brave, on the day I wrote it. I also didn’t realize (when I wrote it) that it would be picked up by HuffPost… not that I would say it that much differently, but there is much more to my experience and beliefs, that I might have included. Regardless, people put their own spin on things. There were bound to be some haters. Thanks for taking the time for this story and that! I really appreciate it.

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  21. Nan Falkner says:

    Dear Dawn, I love it that you have been noticed by famous magazines and publications! You deserve it all Dawn! Your story is so romantic. She is so comfortable with her husband and that is why she can count the freckles. Excellent insight into a pretty perfect relationship. Nan 🙂

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  22. Amy Reese says:

    What a peaceful, sun-soaked memory. I love it! It has a very romantic quality that makes me want to laze about on the grass and have a picnic! Fine work.

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  23. Dawn, this is a story so filled with images, and extended metaphors I am filled with joy from reading it. I think exposure of that kind has drawbacks as well as advantages. I think speaking with passionate reason is the only way…

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  24. liz young says:

    I loved the haunting memories pictured here. I’m back after a month off-blog so missed all the drama you refer to, but I hope there was more positive than negative in your experience?

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    • It was far more positive than negative, Liz– but definitely an experience that challenged me. Being published on Huffington Post is a huge honor and regardless of the comments, it is just that. In the end, there were lots of positive comments as well; the harsh ones just sting more!
      😉
      Welcome back and thanks for stopping by!

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  25. This was beautifully written with such vivid imagery and a heartwarming sense of intimacy.

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  26. Margaret says:

    A perfect picture of a matured, tested-by-time relationship. Just lovely.

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