As a child, she’d draw box-like houses with pathways that dangled vertically from the front door, and then sketch beside them stick-men too large to fit inside.
As an artist, I spoke to her of perception… and perspective.
Now she draws only stick-men.
Enormous stick-men wearing balaclavas, bearing black flags and Kalashnikovs. On bad days they’ll dangle something too dreadful for words from one hand, whilst wielding a scimitar in the other.
As a mother, I now speak to her of selective perception, of striving for a different perspective.
But she hears nothing.
Not since Christmas Eve in Harrods.
I was delighted to win the 99Fiction competition for November 2014. Two successes within a week nicely rounds off a fairly fallow writing year when I’ve submitted very little work and my only regular participation has been in Friday Fictioneers. Hopefully this will inspire me to follow a more rigorous writing schedule for the New Year! 🙂 For those of you interested, the December competition closes 28 December, with results being announced on 4 January. Click on the Fiction 99 link above for further details.