Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….
Copyright – Raina Ng
Copyright – Raina Ng
Painful euthanasia of sorts? Could feel his pain in the poem.
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Suicide, to be correct. Thank you.
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That’s pretty heart felt. Good thing this is just fiction hey! Nicely done!
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Thank you. I agree about the fiction part.
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Oh, this made me shiver. What an awful situation.
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Sorry for that. 🙂
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Very dramatic. As an aside did you mean to end dialogue with a “.” and then follow with lower case i.e. “I am sorry, I am so sorry.” he whispers…
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It seems the finer points of english language ellude me. Could you explain it some more, I would really like to understand.
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Nae bother. For me two examples of correctly punctuated dialogue would be something like:
“I’m hungry,” said Joe, staring into the fridge.
i.e. a comma inside the quotes and lower case when continuing outside.
“I’m bloody famished, woman. Get me my dinner.” Joe was in a bad mood, again.
i.e. punctuation (full-stop) inside the quotes and upper case when continuing outside.
There are many sites out there with tips and guidelines for dialogue. However, my two little examples are ones which will hold you in good stead.
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I get it now. Thank you for your advice, much appreciated. 🙂
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Made some corrections, the whole layout looks much better now. Tnx again.
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Chilling, and moving too. Well done.
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Glad you approve, Sandra.
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Chilling , depressing and romantic at the same time. Nicely done.
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You picked on every emotion I tossed in, thank you.
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I feel like one suicide follows the next.. will there ever be an end?
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Our lives are filled with circles. Even when we think the ride is over, it might be that it just begins.
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I too sense two deaths. And an end.
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Sixth sense? 🙂
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Ooh. So visceral. Too real. Excellent writing!
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Glad you liked it.
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“The coldness of the knife on his wrist” is chillling. Two young deaths are sad in the extreme. What the man hasn’t worked through is that he is not responsible for the girl’s death. To kill himself through feelings of guilt is tragedy at its greatest. Nicely written
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Thank you, Irene. You summed it up amazingly.
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I want to yell at your last line, “No no this will not deliver you! Come back from the brink!
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Maybe that’s what he needs. For someone to stand in his corner.
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Very dark and chilling, I wonder what has happened to bring him to this?
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I would say a tragic loss of his loved one.
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Heart wrenching. Beautifully done.
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Thank you!
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OMG, Beautifully Written
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Thank you so much!
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Dark story. It seems someone followed a loved one into another love. I hope they meet their. Well done!
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Thank you, Norma.
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Dear Loré,
Dark and chillingly well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you so much, Rochelle!
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You seem to have captured the essence of his despair. I know this! – and the grief!
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I know that you know, Hugs!!!
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Such a picture of grief. Tragic. Well told.
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Thank you, Margaret.
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It’s a tragic situation when anyone feels as if they have nothing left worth living for. You’ve captured this really well. Great story.
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Ther are too many tragic situations in our lives and sometimes we just feel hopeless.
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