Her writing is amazing,
accomplished, wonderful,
superb. It always was.
But I don’t fall in love
with any of her characters,
as I once did with the wild,
fantastical girl who lived
in those old, unpublished,
magical tales of herself.
For Friday Writings #102 at Poets and Storytellers United, the prompt is to ignore the old advice to 'beware of adjectives' and instead go over-the-top with them and still produce something that's a joy to read. I chose to use even quite hackneyed ones in this piece and dare to hope it still works!
Love how you write 'the wild, fantastical girl who lived in those old, unpublished,
ReplyDeletemagical tales of herself.' She sounds very lovable to me.
Yes she is.
DeleteEvolution of a writer and a reader too!
ReplyDeleteTrue!
Delete"old, unpublished, / magical tales of herself." - love that- it speaks of familiarity, closeness, a shared past ... all those adjectives spinning a grand story!!
ReplyDeleteYes, we were writing buddies for a long time when we lived closer to each other and were both beginning our journey towards publication.
DeleteSounds like you two encouraged one another. We are all characters in our own novels … and fortunate to find the fantastical in the day to day.
ReplyDeleteHa, good point!
DeleteIt sounds like you might have outgrown the character but not the writing.
ReplyDeleteOh no. I just liked her private, autobiographical pieces better than her published novels. They are still very well written, but....
DeleteIt is hard to stay in love with a character that exists only on paper. Remember the "Paper Doll" song? Do you read any of Penny Louise's serial books. I used to like her characters until she introduced the talking duck whose favorite expletive was the same "F" word over and over. I quite reading her because of this.
DeleteThanks for the prompt, I needed that.
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I'm glad you liked the prompt!
DeleteBut I do quite often fall in love with fictional characters – or have other emotional reactions to some. In this case, I think that for some treason I fail to identify with them.
PS No, not acquainted with Penny Lousie.
DeleteHa ha ha, I mean Louise – but it sounds as if my typo could apply.
DeleteI like autobiographies too. ...Rall
ReplyDelete*Smile.*
DeleteConfession: After two lines, I wondered if your poem was autobiographical .. until I knew it wasn't. Forever friends are to be cherished, celebrated. [I think of you as the wild, fantastical girl of yore.]
ReplyDeleteI was a quiet, shy, dreamy girl. And my friend quite well-behaved too. But our imaginations were wild and fantastical! (I imagine you were much more 'out there' than me, dancing lady!)
DeleteLife is wild enough as it is!
ReplyDeleteThere is that, lol.
DeleteEnjoyed this Rosemary, very much. 🙂✌🏼🫶🏼
ReplyDeleteThanks, Rob!
DeleteWonderfully shared.
ReplyDeleteI love the description with endearing adjectives :)
I'm glad you enjoyed them!
DeleteBeautifully rendered Rosemary. I too loved the unpublished secret thoughts of me. Like the wild fantastical girl in you.
ReplyDeleteYes, I guess it was the wild fantastical girl in me who enjoyed those qualities in my friend's early writings, and in her.
Deletean awesome sweet piece, Rosemary.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
Deletecan’t go wrong with a magical tale.
DeleteVery true (smile).
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