Self-Portrait – Friday Fictioneers, July 2020

Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

They began creating their finest work the day she was born.

Between them, they had all the child would ever need.  A dash of creativity, a smidgen of courage, an infinitesimal feathering of fey, and a vibrant slash of joie-de-vivre.

She was a canvas on which they would, in time, replicate themselves.  With broad strokes they would gift this child every nuance of their beliefs, thoughts, emotions.  She would be their memorial, sailing majestically into a future that could not be theirs.

A drugs-dealer eventually obliterated their canvas.

But if truth were told, she’d proven difficult to love.

 

Close call this week – resigned to a no show through lack of inspiration, until I sat down mid morning with my coffee.  Wishing all Friday Fictioneers, and our leader Rochelle, a very happy Wednesday.

 

About Sandra

I used to cruise the French waterways with my husband four or five months a year, and wrote fiction and poetry. Now I live on the beautiful Dorset coast, enjoying the luxury of being able to have a cat, cultivating an extensive garden and getting involved in the community. I still write fiction, but only when the spirit moves me - which isn't as often as before. I love animals, F1 motor racing, French bread and my husband, though not necessarily in that order.
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59 Responses to Self-Portrait – Friday Fictioneers, July 2020

  1. ceayr says:

    Beautifully written but somewhat nihilistic this week, Sandra.
    The danger of trying to live vicariously.

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  2. neilmacdon says:

    The price of hubris, well-captured

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  3. Dear Sandra,

    Sometimes the muse is last minute, isn’t she? But show up she did. We really can’t create our children in our own images. I can relate to this times three. (Fortunately without the drug dealer. 😉 )
    Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • Sandra says:

      Yes, it used to be alternating feast and famine with the muse, but he/she seems to have gone on a permanent diet these days. 🙂 Thanks for reading.

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  4. Anita says:

    All their care and upbringing turned out this way…
    Hope the canvas mends her ways and shows off the good art.

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  5. wmqcolby says:

    Yes, it definitely puts more than a damper on things. All that time and energy and it all goes down. Good story, Sandra! Poetic and precise.

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  6. Iain Kelly says:

    I think all parents start with those high ideals before it descends into just making it through the day without a tantrum is a win. Fortunately not all attempts end as tragically as this one.

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  7. Tannille says:

    Beautifully written. “My fav line A drugs-dealer eventually obliterated their canvas.”

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  8. granonine says:

    I’m so glad you sat down with your mid-morning coffee 🙂 This is a thought-provoking, warning tale. Reproducing ourselves in out children usually leads to disaster. Let them be who they are, not reproductions of yourself.

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  9. pennygadd51 says:

    Dark. Very dark, Sandra. Poor kid – just a project for her mum and dad. Expertly written, as always.

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  10. msjadeli says:

    Your story shines with insight, Sandra. How the parents flip the script to cover their own butts is a story of too many 😦 Poor girl never had a chance.

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  11. Dale says:

    Beautifully written. Wow. I’ve changed my response twice now. This piece had me going in all sorts of directions. Brilliant, as per!

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  12. doodletllc says:

    My heart sank for the child, the parents, the world….very heavy…well done.

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  13. oneta hayes says:

    Perhaps they made her too much like themselves – not very easy to like. I admit I went “Awww” at the end. 😀

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  14. I guess all parents start like this and most give up when they realise they can’t mould their child. Tragic story, well told!

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  15. Bill says:

    Great story, Sandra.
    The truth of life is there, layer upon layer. The entire human condition. So us. So real. More like this, please. Well done!
    Bill

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  16. Liz Young says:

    Your coffee break found the right words in the end.

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  17. plaridel says:

    what a tragedy. sometimes the world’s not fair.

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  18. Danny James says:

    Glad you showed up. Enjoyed your story.

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  19. tedstrutz says:

    This is an interesting concept for a story. I liked how you built it up and then crashed it down. Then the last line was an interesting addition.

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  20. Poor kid. Expected to fulfill so many expectations of her parents. No wonder she proved difficult to love.

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  21. James McEwan says:

    Perhaps too much attention and control turned her into a rebellious soul.

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  22. Vartikaforu says:

    Dark story.. beautifully written 😊

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  23. ahtdoucette says:

    Savagely written. Modern day Pygmalion. I love the way you use such gorgeous language in the middle and then bam the end.

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  24. Poor kid was suffocating under their narcissistic needs … No wonder …

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  25. trishsplace says:

    Wow! That was well thought out.
    I didn’t see the parents as overbearing or narcissistic. I saw the lightness of it, at the beginning. The love in their dream of their child doing better than them. Like most generations of parents do … hope their children will have better lives.
    Then the drugs stealing her away was sad. But then the put down that she’d been difficult anyway. That showed a lot, or covered a lot about the parents. Because everything is subjective.

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  26. I’m so happy you sat down with a cup of coffee and were inspired to write your great story.
    I enjoyed the unfolding of the parent’s thoughts. So often, no matter how much time, effort,
    values, and morals are instilled in our children, they will go where they will go. It isn’t uncommon for this to happen. You gave it a gentle touch.
    Isadora 😎

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  27. draliman says:

    A tragic ending – the dangers of trying to imprint yourself on your children.

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  28. A wise man once told me, all we can do is hope they turn out normal, anything more than that is a bonus. Unfortunately there’s too many perils out there. The last line left me with a bit of a shiver. Good work Sandra.

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  29. Natasha says:

    Very hopeful imageries until the drug dealer comes into the picture.

    I like this nicely done story.
    Though i would have hoped for a happy ending. But such is life 😊

    Here’s mine:

    https://natashamusing.com/2020/07/paint-my-love-fridayfictioneers-fridayfotofiction/

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  30. subroto says:

    The princess syndrome went unchecked. Brilliant as always Sandra.

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  31. Nobbinmaug says:

    That’s every parent’s dream and nightmare rolled into one. Excellently captured and relayed.

    I didn’t mean to steal your title.

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