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August 5, 2018
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Blue Skies and a Kite

Despite the severe high temperatures of the mid 90’s here in Florida,

a drive to our local marina / park in Punta Gorda is a nice way to cool

off while enjoying everyones activities.

The marina / park is a spot where children can play in one of the water spout areas

while adults can go fishing, ride a bike or enjoy a relaxing walk on a scenic path.

We’d been admiring the sailboats swaying on the calm blue water.

A young gal began flying this colorful kite in the grassy field

directly behind the bench where we were seated.

It soared high while fluttering the edges of its’ wings.

It was mesmerizing to watch.

The colorful kite was peacefully meditative.

A bit of artistic imagination with my photo created

this marvelous image that reminded me of the old fashioned

post cards I used to pick-up when vacationing.

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

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February 25, 2017
by Inside the Mind of Isadora 39 Comments

Friday Fictioneers – A Dark Night

Alberto tried to convince Blanca that tonight would be the perfect night to meet.

He texted her to look out her window. A dark night; no moon. No one will see you.

What about the old lady across the street? She never sleeps, she texted back.

Look, your father will be asleep. I finally got my brother to lend me his car.

It’s snowing. Cold.

I’ll keep you warm. I promise I’ll get you home safe.

Blanca put on her black sweater. She figured it would camouflage her.

She grabbed the door knob.

From behind she heard, “Where’re you going?”

2017©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Romantic Fiction
Word Count: 100

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*****Photo Prompt: ©Sarah Potter

August 7, 2015
by Inside the Mind of Isadora 28 Comments

Friday Fictioneers – The Flame Flickered

I can see the flicker from my living room window, especially on this blackened night. I know it’s that damn candle. The flame is flickering like a bolt of lightning piercing through the sky.

I can’t understand why Mona wanted someone to take care of the horses. I was still capable after my heart attack.

Dang, doesn’t that cowhand get it??? That barn could go up in flames in a minute and light up the sky.

My patience is wearing thin.

But, I’m reduced to silence. I know what she’ll say.

“No need to worry, honey, it’ll be fine.” “Relax.”

Genre: Fiction
Word Count: 100 Words

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****** Revision: I revised two line to help the reader better understand who the main character (the husband) is referring to.

To maintain the 100 word count, I eliminated a word in one sentence and made it two sentences.

Hope this makes the story flow better.

Thank you for my blog critiques.

Dang, didn’t he get it?> original line
Dang, doesn’t that cowhand get it?> revised line

But, I’m reduced to silence because I know what she’ll say>: original line
But, I’m reduced to silence. I know what she’ll say>: revised line

Cowhand – a cowboy employed to tend or ranch cattle or horses; a cowboy or cowgirl.