I urge people to join in, comment with your paragraph of fiction to accompany the image. It doesn’t have to follow my story or reflect the same themes. It can be a poem or in a different language (provide a translation please 
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Ermilia 
better living through modern pharmaceuticals
so they would like us to believe
turn left, turn right
now try to get off the couch without them
Haha, I wonder if there’s a button for that on the remote.
good riposte
I like that you also followed the theme of dependency, Tocksin. Thanks for contributing this week!
Those little pills
all the colors of the rainbow
at my disposal
scattered all
over the smooth
wood surface
of the table before me.
Some pills would make you see rainbows! Thanks for contributing this week to Picture it & write, Mark. 🙂
Hi Ermilia, This was a lovely write-up..nicely done.. Find mine here:
http://call2read.com/2012/12/02/picture-it-write-2/
Thanks for the opportunity:)
Wow. I love how we see the effects of each pill and the dark note you leave us on. Great poetry! Thanks for contributing this week to Picture it & write, Nightlake!
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I love yours and that’s what made me write my interpretation on this picture. And I ended up with two different ones at that! 🙂 Here’s the link:
I love reading how different stories arise from different people for Picture it & write, and it’s also great to read that you came up with two! I think this is the first post that battled two in one go. Great work! Thanks for contributing this week, MuZer!
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Hey I would like to offer your favorite story a ten dollar amazon gift card. Let me know!!
Thanks, Mokauthor! Maybe you should write a story too. 😉
cool let me know when you pick a fav one
I don’t think I can choose a favourite. You should choose it, Mokauthor. 🙂
cool, but they are all so cool
hey I picked a winner check and find out who. Thank you by the way for allowing me to do this. http://mokauthor.wordpress.com/2012/12/10/winner-amazon-gift-card-competition/
Great choice for the winner! Thanks Mokauthor for being generous enough to host this. Congrats Kristin!
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Hi there! Good story Ermisenda! An excellent lesson for us all. Here is my offering today
Enjoy
Joe
This reminds me of my statistics class. Nothing is ever absolute, we are not sure of anything, we only have probabilities. It’s a shame that those probabilities follow us in times of life and death too. Thanks for sharing your story with us, Joe!
I couldn’t help that it was another perfect day. The daylight was breathtaking, families milled about cheerfully outside my draped window, and more birds than I could name were singing songs of praise for life and the good weather.
I’d walked around in the glory of the day earlier. I’d felt the sun lightly toast my face, flushing my skin with live-giving warmth. I’d glanced into other’s lives and reveled in the beautiful view of families smiling together. I’d soaked in each vivid sun-drenched color around me. I’d walked, foot fall by foot fall, down a road I knew and yet had never seen. I’d walked back, knowing it no better.
I can’t say how many hours it has been. I’ve been sitting here since I walked back, staring at my escape, as if this intense scrutiny will force it to tell me its secrets and grant me the solace of a glimpse into the future.
I can’t help that it is a perfect day. I can’t help that it’s not perfect for me, either. I can’t help that this room I’m sitting in, at this table, in this chair, will be gone in mere days. I can’t help that my searching for answers and jobs and work and money and a means to support myself has lasted week after week, month after month, and to this day I still have no way to even keep this room to live in. I can’t help that my bank account is as empty as my pantry, and the only bottle I have full of anything, I’ve dumped across the table in a sorry attempt to gain prophecy and some last semblance of hope. I can’t help that my endless battles against circumstance have culminated in a losing war; my early victories, few and sweet, cannot stand against the bitter floods of defeat that wash over me at every turn.
So I’ve turned to my prophets, my little solutions, my mask-makers and falsifiers. I’ve spread them out in conference with my tear-blurred eyes, beseeching them to make it right, make anything right, make something – just one thing – right. Please.
That’s very sad.
Yes, drug addictions and even the situations that make prescription drugs a necessity are sad. I, personally, have experience with depression and thoughts of suicide. Life gets hard, and sometimes its very, very difficult to even imagine that you can get through it. I thank you for your time in reading it, and commenting – truly, I am grateful!
This sounded utterly destitute.
Then I believe I achieved one of my goals in writing it! I will not pretend that there is a hidden message of hope in this story. It was written with a great deal of personal experience behind it, and is made to reflect the seemingly unsurmountable feelings of hopelessness, despair, and sadness in some situations. I wove small details of positivity in – describing the day, for example – to try to emphasize that even though things may seem good, great, or brilliant, it doesn’t mean that someone isn’t suffering. In a strange juxtaposition, our modern societies have become so complex and wrapped in themselves that someone who is not truly destitute – someone who has all the necessities of life, and good family, and good health – can still feel destitute emotionally, and seemingly for no logical reason. Thank you for the time you took to read and comment – I am flattered!
Great story! The way the story spirals into hopelessness is very well done. The last few lines scream sadness. You played my emotions this week! Thanks for contributing to Picture it & write. 🙂
Proud to have given your emotions a ride 😛
I love the honesty in it
Thank you, very much. I was truly surprised, and very flattered when I saw your contest and announcement of a winner!
here is my writing Ermilia
There are many answers and sadly, those who live in pain can often feel hopeless. I hope things improve and thank you for sharing your suffering and great storytelling skills, Terry. Thanks for contributing this week!
I love the line, “Is there a pill to stop taking pills?” And I like the war/battle references.
This picture was another oddly coincidental match to a dream again. Here’s Take Only as Directed.
I’m glad you appreciated that, Anne! Your dreams are always fascinating. 🙂
I’m absolutely on the fence between the two characters. Studying psychotherapy drugs is depressing in and of itself. There are often many side effects because our researchers just don’t have it right yet. For some they work, but for many, they always talk about “becoming a zombie”. In those situations, I think it’s always best to do multiple therapies. Drugs on their own aren’t the answer but they can help. It’s a shame that many individuals live with that battle of “breakdowns” or feeling like a zombie. Thanks for writing such a thought-provoking piece, Anne! 🙂
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“Was there a pill to stop taking pills?” i loved your story… my entry’s a little late but here, i tried ^^ thanks
http://theeclecticeccentricshopaholic.wordpress.com/2012/12/03/writing-challenge-picture-it-write-iii/
While we can think they’re many “problems” within ourselves, like you suggested in this poem, the problem can be the people you surround yourself with. A great poem with a great message. Thanks for contributing this week to Picture it & write, Kz! 🙂
thank you too for providing inspiration with your photo ^^
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Just saw the others and have finished mine – now will get to reading others! http://managuagunntoday.wordpress.com/2012/12/03/picture-it-write-pills/
Such a peculiar and intriguing story, yepirate! I loved the unexpected ending. It was a fascinating read. Thanks for contributing this week to Picture it & write!
That was a wonderful comment you made, and thank you so much for taking the time to give feedback – that is a lot of work.. well, I knew it had to be different, and not a pale copy of some very good posts. Kz had finished hers and nudged me & the chat influenced the outcome. I really appreciate this challenge very much.
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Just found this blog last week and it inspired me to create one of my own! What a fantastic idea, thank you so much for bringing us all together and inspiring such creativity. Love all these interpretations! Here is mine 🙂
http://alikelylass.wordpress.com/2012/12/02/sunday-horrors-picture-it-and-write/
I agree with Joe, that ending was chillingly powerful. This short piece felt very real, as if a snippet from someone’s life. Thanks for contributing this week, alikelylass!
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Thanks for the fun with a great photo. I enjoyed your take and wanted to avoid the obvious. But the visual is so strong! Hope you like what I came up with http://photovignettes.wordpress.com/2012/12/03/picture-it-write-1/
Loved it, Paul! I think you did great with the little challenge. Picture it & write doesn’t have a word count restriction but I’m glad you took up the challenge anyway. I love how you were able to incorporate a twist with so little words. Thanks for contributing this week!
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I always appreciate a good writing prompt. I found my way here from somebody else who posted. I appreciate the photo.
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Thanks for showing your appreciation, conhippy. 🙂 Stop by some time soon again if you can, and maybe contribute. 😉
One two swallow a pill
Take away the pain
Three four a couple more
You still feel the same
Blink blink
Stop and think
Your baby’s in her bed
Your teenage son
Is at the match
and you are off your head
Ok
so you’re sad
Your mum was very cruel
Your dad real bad
A little family
You now have
Throw the pills
In the trash
Wake up wake up
Don’t be blue
The sun will shine
Again on you
please accept my amended version..i wasn’t happy with the flow..
One two swallow a pill
Take away the pain
Three four a couple more
You still feel the same
Blink blink
Stop and think
Your baby’s in her bed
Your teenage son
Is at the match
and you are off your head
so you’re sad
Your mum was cruel
Your dad was bad
and broke the rules
look look
at what you’ve got
your little family
worth a lot
put your pills
in the bin
fight this fight
you will win
Wake up wake up
Don’t be blue
The sun will shine
Again on you
(GEMINIWORDS)
I love the beginning rhyme scheme with the numbers. Very clever! Maybe you could’ve tried to weave that back in at the end? Regardless, I love the positive message that you sent this week, Gemini. Thanks for contributing!
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Wow! took me long enough but I finished mine :)http://wordplayfortoday.wordpress.com/2012/12/11/word-play-for-today-charismatic/
There’s never a rush to complete. Art takes time. 😉 What a twist at the end! Bittersweet story. Very touching. Thanks for contributing this week to Picture it & write!
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Here goes the part one of my contribution…
later i’ll post the second part! 🙂
http://cenicitas.com/2012/12/12/pills-i/
I love how you emphasized how even the ‘flaws’, ‘mistakes’ or ‘bad parts’ of ourselves, is an integral part of us. A great message. We have to embrace everything! Thanks for contributing this week, Nanda. 🙂
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Hey, I like this Picture it & Write. I’ve seen it around. Is there a “way” to enter – or do you do a post, or do you all post here?…
Hey there. No particular way to enter. Just comment here with your contribution or give us a link. Or both! 😀
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“He’s back.
I don’t want him here.
I don’t need him here.
Everybody would have a cow if they knew he was back around.
God, why can’t I just get him to stay away from me?
I found these in the bathroom.
I just want to escape this thing called life.
I am so through with being sad.
It just isn’t worth it.
I want it all to end.
Go back to normal.
I don’t know if I’m making the right decision.
I just know I don’t want to be stuck like this anymore.
I mean, what if God doesn’t make things better if I don’t take these?
I’m afraid of living.
I just don’t understand how living is such a good thing anymore.”
I like hwo you expressed her confusion and uncertainty. I would argue that ‘just living’ isn’t good enough for many. Hence, we have suicides. We have to find some kind of meaning in order to feel it’s worthwhile. Thanks for contributing to this picture, gotmeghan!