Saturday 23 May 2009

Life as a Pre-Raphaelite painting


I stroll for a while in copper-coloured landscapes. Faraway flora seems over-sharp to my eyes in light of their distance. Then I come across dozens of sepia-haired damsels. All bearing the face of Lizzie. How long have I been here, I wonder? Trapped in one of her laudanum dreams.
 

15 comments:

  1. I love your fast fiction, Lisa! The narrative always conjures up evocative imagery. Brilliant!

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  2. My first time here. And the first time I ran into micro-fiction. Like it. Brilliant.

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  3. your words evoke beautiful imagery...

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  4. Hello Lisa,
    I love your blog and have updated SparkleMirror to show “where every story is exactly 50-words long” in the “Sparkling Gems of Delight” section on the sidebar (favorite blogs). Each time you post, yours will appear beautifully at the top of that list. Thanks for providing such interesting content for my friends and me…
    David

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  5. I really liked this story, and what an amazing site! im duly following you now :)

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  6. I love this blog!

    "Chris is Starving!"

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  7. You're quite the writer. Have you ever been published. Check out my blog wellrounded1234.blogspot.com

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  8. Thanks. This is great!

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  9. I'm waiting in great anticipation for your next entry. Juz

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  10. What a neat format for storytelling!

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  11. wow this is really cool! i've read a few of your other posts, and i find it fascinating that you can tell a whole story in just 50 words. well done!

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  12. That is quite interesting. Very clever writing!

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  13. This is supposed to be D. G. Rossetti dreaming of his wife Elizabeth Siddal, I take it? Nicely done.

    Christopher

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