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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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Strolling through the forest I had once played in as a child, reminded me of how much I had changed. For so long I had stood in front of the mirror, demanding that I grow up and become an adult. Adults were independent, they had money, they didn’t have to go to school, and they had romantic relationships. What was the fun of being a kid? My siblings and I would chase each other around great trees like the one I had stumbled upon. The thick roots were buried deep into the ground. From bickering with my siblings everyday as children, we see each other once a year as adults. In the years to come, I would have never guessed as a child that family would slip through the branches and decaying leaves.– Ermisenda Alvarez
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Your post is great! Very honest and emotional! Here is mine. http://mythoughtsonthesubjectareasfollows.wordpress.com/2012/10/13/645/
Naw! This was so unbelievably cute. I hope to be in a relationship where I would do this, even after all the years. Such as great positive message. Thanks for contributing this week!
Thank you!…
“Mechanic says the dozer’ll be done in an hour or so, which I’m sure he’s getting paid by.” Rob had said. He was gruff and sort of harsh. And he smelled like booze. That’s the thing that always stands out when I think about him. They say its smells, you know? That’s the thing that does it for memory, the smells. Like the woods that afternoon, full of motor oil and burning timbers. We all just stood there while the machines were being fixed, looking around. That was when I decided I was done. When I started paying attention to the world around me, the sound of the birds, the sweet smell of grass and moss after it rains… I just couldn’t do it anymore. The woods had beaten me down to the point where it wasn’t worth doing the job anymore. There was more for me to appreciate.
There was a lake nearby where we broke down. I had remembered from the briefing we had before we started clearing that section that it was deep, carved out by a glacier from the last ice age or whatever. It snaked down the valley headed back toward the city. There was a hydro dam at the end that you might be able to make out with binoculars, built to power expansion out this way. Dust hung over the near shore from the road we were forcing through the forest.
I threw my dozer keys in the lake. I never looked back.
I like the way details flowed.
A very powerful message! I loved the last image you left us with, the character throwing away the keys and never looking back. There is definitely so much to appreciate in nature. Thanks for contributing this week! 🙂
Another convert, nicely done.
I had a Fern Gully moment here… 🙂
I love that movie!!!!
-Eliabeth
Ditto! 🙂
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So emotionally exhausting that I pasted the wrong link. Sorry!
http://discoveriesinaletterbox.wordpress.com/2012/10/14/the-return-of-the-sanctuary/
There is definitely a strong thread of emotion intertwining the facets of this story. I would’ve liked to have learned more about her incident and her training. It ended on a sweet note though. Thanks for contributing this week, Anna!
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Thanks for the inspiration, E! I recently couldn’t write a word but this is helping 🙂 Here’s mine: http://auroramorealist.wordpress.com/2012/10/14/triple-inspiration/
A beautiful poem! I like the rhyme with sight and sunlight. Thanks for contributing to Picture it & write, Aurora!
Thanks for remembering Amanda! Let us all try to find forgiveness in our hearts.
Good morning Ermilia.
Here is my writing exercise for this week
http://terry1954.wordpress.com/2012/10/14/picture-it-write-oct-14th-2012/
Very magical. I wonder what happened next to this mystical girl. I’d love to learn the language of nature. Thanks for contributing this week, Terry!
i thought maybe i messed it up and somehow did not enter it properly. thank you for verifying i did it correctly. it would be nice to know what happened to her, but it is magical and mystical, so she probably married a prince and lived happily ever after
You might have to write it out for the next Picture it & write. 😉
would you rather have it written out instead of the link?
No no, the link is fine. I meant that maybe you will have to write what happens next to the mystical character in your story. 🙂
I am off to read all the entries, can’t wait to see what you all did with the prompt. I’ll leave mine here then go read. http://musingsfromtheturnippatch.wordpress.com/2012/10/15/picture-it-write-101412/
They say you never forget your first love! A cute story about how sometimes, you have to give some relationships a second try. 😉 Thanks for contributing this week to Picture it & write, Swirling Turnip!
This means so much for me because I write desperately trying to cling to what we have as kids! How much of life is going to go on, and before we are even eighteen the memories are already disappearing! Decaying! I am very moved, Ermi. The last two words, “decaying leaves” are so final… I should love to die in them.
Here’s a first impression, The Dryad. I had to avoid the page until I could finish it.
Back to read everyone else tomorrow. I promise! 🙂
Wow. Of course you would suprirse us all, marvelous Annie. I wouldn’t have expected a zombie-ish/mutated creature based story for this photograph. But I also love it at the same time. Two sides to nature. Not all of it is pleasant. Thanks for contributing this week!
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Here’s mine > http://cenicitas.com/2012/10/15/275/
It ends on a bittersweet note. Why only half their heart? I have personal experience with distance, it isn’t fun. Great poem, exquisite. Thanks for contributing this week, Nanda!
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Here is my offering for this week
http://joe2stories.wordpress.com/2012/10/15/picture-it-and-write-the-flash/
Enjoy!
The ending gave me chills, Joe. This is one of my personal favourites. I loved the last image you left us, the trees breaking like matchsticks. He really did have a beautiful view before he died. It makes me interested to know if this radiation shock could have been prevented. You have me hooked! But at the same time, you wrote an ending that really satisfies.
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http://thewritersvillage.wordpress.com/2012/10/15/the-sherwood-forest-tour-picture-it-and-write/
Haha, I love how you made Robin Hood and Little Red Riding Hood related. What a brilliant idea! Thanks for contributing this week to Picture it & write, Randy.
Reblogged this on mokauthor.
Argh! I’m sorry to be a pain dearest mokauthor, but once again I’m having issues with the link. It takes me straight to your blog and the topic but when I press “read more…” it takes me back to here (Ermiliablog). If you could try again, that’d be great. I do look forward to reading everyone’s submissions. 🙂
It’s just a reblog.
Last time she had written something. I just assumed the same issue had happened again. I’ll just wait to see what she says. 🙂
Your picture only brings one thing to my mind…meet River and his motley crew:
http://frommywriteside.wordpress.com/2012/10/16/the-essedessel-tree/
This reads as part of some great epic fantasy, just waiting to be told. Is it part of a greater story you have written? I’ve always liked the idea that our names hold some power, and that giving them away is something significant. The power of one’s name. A great story! Thanks for contributing this week to Picture it & write, Sam!
My first attempt in this challenge. Hope you enjoy reading it.
http://mywritingexperimentblog.wordpress.com/2012/10/17/through-the-haze/
A really nice story. Although, I really liked the ethereal forest. Why did they have to wake up? 😛 I also thought it was a great idea to reflect the light shining down in the beginning of the story, to the light shining through the bedroom window. Nice visual parallel. Thanks for contributing this week to Picture it & write! I hope to see you next week. 🙂
Glad you liked it. See you next week.