Sunday Photo Fiction: Words

Life was so simple then. You were tall, dark, and handsome and I, the nerdy bookworm filled with a hope for some kind of a future, of which, I don’t know, but something. Our romance picked me up off my feet and we flew through life high and then higher, from one city to another and from one country to another country, never looking back. We were the unstoppable Rosy and Cruz. They would write a book about us and make a movie about us. We would be famous and never to be forgotten.

You captured my heart with your gaze and I melted into your laugh. That special laugh that told me life was good and you were happy and I was happy. Dear God, we had fun and life couldn’t be better. And every day just got better.

“There’s no stopping us now,” you’d say, “There’s no stopping us now.” I would say. You would laugh and I would laugh while our feet left prints in the sand and our toes were tickled by the rolling tide.

The bookstore closed, never to be opened again, and you became just a memory… to me. A sweet memory of words, beautiful words.

Alastair Forbes hosts this wonderful flash fiction, called, “Sunday Photo Fiction.” We are all challenged to write a story of about 200 words which should reference, in some way, back to the photo prompt.

It’s fun! It’s addicting! Would you like to play with us? Click on,

“Sunday Photo Fiction.”



52 thoughts on “Sunday Photo Fiction: Words

  1. Very layered theme you have got going there! Too me moment to realise that the words could be taken both literally and figuratively – Even though I’m still that nerdy book worm!!!

  2. Oh I like this, Joy! The first sentence seems echoed in the last paragraph with reality or fantasy in between.

    I think I’m going to try out this prompt. Always reading about interesting ones on your blog.


  3. You absolutely and completely hooked me with this story. I love it, you have no idea how it talks to my heart, bookstores are so precious to me, they have always been my safe heaven, a piece of paradise on earth. Super well done my dear, thanks a billion πŸ™‚

    • Yes! Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could write stories with solutions to such problems and it would automatically fix them. Too bad it doesn’t work that way. Thank you for reading!

  4. A sweet memory of words, beautiful words. Love it. It says beautifully of our sentiment of words, books, and bookstores. Thank you, Joy!

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