Friday Fictioneers: Magic In My Palm

It’s been WAY too long. I see the photo each week, and throw up my hands… stuck in my writer’s block, crazy schedule, or apathy. But my writing friends at FF are always with me in spirit, and last week (though we missed each other in Croatia) Loré nudged me: offering up a challenge: to start here. One 100-word story, to break the ice. I’ve done it in 98, late to the party, but hoping the bug has bitten again. I’ve really missed this weekly opportunity to write flash fiction, read other wonderful writers, feel inspired and be part of something so special. If you are looking for these same things, throw your hat in the rink and join us! Check out Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog for more details! This weeks photo is from one of my favorite writers, Claire Fuller. My rusty but sincere entry follows; as always honest, constructive feedback is much appreciated. Thanks for the encouragement Loré!


© Claire Fuller

Magic In My Palm

“If you hold it to your ear, you can hear the ocean. Here, try!” My mother handed me the speckled shell.

“That’s not real; it’s just air in the shell’s chamber.” I rolled my eyes and looked at the delicate pattern.

“Don’t be so serious; take a listen.”

Knowing she’d never relent, I held the shell to my ear and closed my eyes. The waves washed up gently, then the sharp call of gulls and sand on my skin. Our first kiss came back, fresh and new. I smiled, as I placed the shell back on the shelf.

(98 words)

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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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31 Responses to Friday Fictioneers: Magic In My Palm

  1. neilmacdon says:

    That doesn’t seem rusty to me at all, Dawn – it’s a tribute to the power of imagination. Though we know the unicorn doesn’t exist, there’s a space in our bestiary where it would exist, if it existed. And so, it does,

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  2. Mike Lince says:

    A-a-a-n-d, you’re back! Yeah!! 🙂

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  3. veronicad1 says:

    My favorite part? “Don’t be so serious; take a listen”. Ah, such wonderful advice for everyone in every situation! AND I’m starting a new meditation practice in which this week’s theme is “Naked Sound” where we just listen to sounds like for the first time. Perfect! Thank you for this gem!!

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  4. mamaheidi60 says:

    Great way to re-enter.Totally understand why you’ve had a hard time making time. It’s fall. Time to come inside and go within. I love the photo and understand why you were able to respond so well to it. Shadow boxes are great for little memories. I’m looking at mine right now as a I write a response. They do tell stories of their own. YOU inspire me to write. I’ll post a photo of my shadow box and then commit to writing the stories about the items, not necessarily for publication, but for my own records, and maybe for the girls. I’m inspired. I always look at the photos and love seeing where you take them!

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    • You should join us, Heidi; I think you might really like it. Writers at FF come from all over, and all walks of life. It’s so inspiring and supportive! I so appreciate you taking the time to give me feedback and encouragement. You know, I’ve got mad love for you! xox


  5. It’s incredible how something can take us back to another place.
    Memorable moments even in the most mundane thing.
    Beautifully written … no cob-webs do I see. ~~~ : – )
    Isadora 😎

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  6. Sometimes we just need to use our fantasy… a little bit like being nudged back to writing isn’t it? Hope you keep the sea-shell and keep on being inspired by the sound of waves…

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  7. lisakunk says:

    Very sweet. Glad mom won that round.


  8. Dale says:

    So happy to find you here, Dawn! That is rusty? Sheesh… lemme know when you are on fire… 😉 Nothing better than putting serious aside and having a listen…

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  9. Iain Kelly says:

    Nice simple tale, very well written.


  10. Dear Dawn,

    I’m doing a happy Hora at seeing you back! Rusty? Feh on rusty. Sweetly, layered piece.

    Hugs and shalom,


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  11. Magic is still there, its like you never left. ❤

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  12. Now, a second welcome back. I’m glad I scrolled back in time to read this piece. It’s certainly delightful. Amazing how a sight, smell or sound can whisk us back in time.

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  13. Hi Dawn, I loved the imagery and the way this built up to a surprise ending but I have a query. I am saying this with trepidation, but you do ask for honest feedback? Shouldn’t it say “my first kiss”? Otherwise, as no one other than the mother has been mentioned, “our” seems to refer to the first kiss between the mother and the child, which would be weird. Can you see what I mean?



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