Wednesday Write-in #78

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Prompts

maple  ::  collection  ::  coarse  ::  husky  ::  cigar smoke

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32 thoughts on “Wednesday Write-in #78

  1. The Voice
    The old scout sat back in his chair only half paying attention as the talentless hopefuls paraded their stuff, offering up their dreams for ridicule. It was the usual collection: singers who couldn’t sing, comics who thought their brand of coarse humour funny, jugglers losing their balls. He closed his eyes and wished he was back in the good old days when he’d be sitting in a cloud of cigar smoke with a glass of brandy to hand. But nobody was allowed to smoke these days and even alcohol was frowned on.
    Just as he was drifting into nostalgia something jerked him back to reality and the skin on his arms prickled. It was the voice. The one you sat through all these shows hoping to hear but rarely did. Deep and husky and sensual, it felt like maple syrup dripping down your chin, or like biting into the darkest liqueur chocolate in the box, better than sex. It was enough to make your heart stop.
    The nurse found him later when she went to give him his cocoa and the night-time tablets. ‘Old Albert really liked his TV shows,’ she said to the other staff in the home. ‘You’d think he was a judge!’

  2. I thought I’d try and join in even though it’s late.

    ‘You have your loyalty card?’
    ‘Yes, I think I’ve brought it.’
    ‘Let’s see it . That’s five you’ve collected now, so you get one free.’
    ‘I’ll take another look round in that case.’
    She paraded up and down among the large cages once more before saying,
    ‘Make them sing again!’

  3. Hi everyone,
    Just a quick one under 100 words for the sake of participation! Hope I get to read more this week.
    Maple’s Cubans
    People surprise me all the time. It’s funny though when you find out that new information about someone how it lights up charges of illumination that fit like jigsaw pieces and explain whole aspects of a person. My friend Maple who I thought I knew well, is a great example. When she brought me to her house and showed me her Cuban collection, it astonished me. It seemed too coarse for such a virtuous lady. But then it all made sense. How else would she get that soft husky tone to her voice, I suppose but with cigar smoke.

  4. Cakes Feb 12th Feb 2014

    Prompts are: maple :: collection :: coarse :: husky :: cigar smoke

    Canadians
    They were a prime collection of volunteers on that first ship to England. It took until November before the first trained Canadian soldiers would land in Europe and until March before they saw their first battle.
    He had survived the first war but his kids had been in the second. Two boys went and only half a man returned. He could not talk about any of this sacrifice. He had forced a reply at first when well meaning neighbours and friends asked but his voice would come out loud, sounding aggressive, coarse and then husky before he cried; so he had stopped saying anything about it to anyone.
    All these thoughts wound around Jimmy’s brain as his cigar smoke floated towards the stars from the porch of their cabin in the Muskoka Lakes.
    Last week, 50 years after that ship took him to war, they had adopted a new National Flag, white for purity and justice and red for courage as King George had suggested; but it was the Maple Leaf in the centre which he admired, it signalled inclusiveness and Canadian pride in their country and the willingness to give their best for the right cause.

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