Friday Fictioneers: All The Lonely People

Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for your weekly dedication and hard work for Friday Fictioneers. When I first saw Roger Bultot’s photo prompt this morning, I thought it was a church; I immediately thought of writing this story. Then I noticed the Star of David on the window, and went somewhere else instead. This other story stayed with me all day, until it finally fit the 100 word format and I could type it out. Honest, constructive feedback is always appreciated. I will visit your page as well, but it may take a while. If you read both of my stories this week, you rock extra! Thank you!


© Roger Bultot


All The Lonely People

Eleanor hides in a pew, and swallows one last pill. Having strived to live a faithful life, she hopes this will look like something else… a heart attack, perhaps? Only cordial smiles from Father and worshippers; no one loves or notices her, beyond her duties at the church. Measuring days in grains of rice, from weddings she never attends, is no life.

Father McKenzie tries to remember anything personal for Eleanor’s sermon. Years of cleaning and moving about like a ghost; he never asked about her life. Where did she belong? A pang of guilt makes him pause, and then passes.

(100 words)

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32 Responses to Friday Fictioneers: All The Lonely People

  1. Dear Dawn,

    All the lonely people…where do they all come from? A deeper look into one of my all time favorite Beatles songs. Love this. Well done.



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    • Thanks Rochelle! I hoped it would work; that the title wouldn’t be too cliché, that readers would go deeper. When I first saw the picture, before I saw the star, this story came to me instantly; I just couldn’t let it go. Thanks for your very kind words. xo


  2. tedstrutz says:

    I will echo Rochelle. One of the Fab Four’s best songs. The boys would love to read your story, I did.

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  3. gahlearner says:

    I love this, one of my fav songs as well. She keeps her face in a jar by the door, no wonder no one knows her.

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  4. Lynda says:

    Shame on the Father for never taking the time to break through and get to know her. I will be thinking about her all day. Well done.


  5. granonine says:

    How utterly sad. The invisible people that exist everywhere, and are never given praise for the invisible work they do. So, so sad.

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  6. LucciaGray says:

    I loved this flash:) I can really imagine Eleanor, quietly and tirelessly doing her job, ignored because everyone takes her for granted. So many quiet, yet lovely people we should, but don’t see every day. I love this quote, but I’m not sure who said it: You Can Easily Judge the Character of a Man by How He Treats Those Who Can Do Nothing for Him. Thanks for the reminder to be kind to everyone.

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    • Thanks so much Luccia! What a beautiful quote; I love it too! I read one that goes (something) like this: avoid the person who treats you to dinner, while treating the waiter poorly. Both are so true. Thanks for your thoughtful comment; it’s much appreciated!


  7. Dale says:

    Heartbreaking to have left no mark on one’s surroundings. Well done, Dawn.

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  8. Dale says:

    I meant on people… 😉


  9. ceayr says:

    Clever take on a well-known song.
    Expertly crafted too, so full marks this week, no armour required!

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  10. msjadeli says:

    The Father is the leader of the church and sets the example. If Father McKenzie had noticed her, perhaps others would have also. His only momentary pang tells the story.

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  11. rogershipp says:

    There are so many invisible people in the world. Well done.

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  12. Sandra says:

    I love this song, and you did it justice. Well done, Dawn.

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  13. A beautiful fleshing out of a powerful song. There are indeed so many lonely people, living their lives in the corners and shadows. Powerful story, Dawn!

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  14. There are a great many lonely people in today’s world. Either they can’t seem to connect with others or other’s don’t bother to connect with them. It is extremely sad. Good writing as always, Dawn. —- Suzanne

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  15. She was buried along with her name. A really orininal take on this week’s prompt.

    Keith’s Ramblings is but a click away!

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