Friday Fictioneers–your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story of 100 words using the photo as your inspiration.
Why did she have to pick that corner to dance? Jonathan shook his head. Might as well ask the sun not to shine here. They’d repainted the fire-hydrant. Bright, vibrant red. It probably didn’t remind anyone else of blood.
She was just running across the street to Bidwell Exchange. The scream of brakes on ice, the horrible crunch. He was too far away, trying to persuade their lab puppy not to mark that hydrant as his own.
Jonathan looked back over at the twirling girl, spinning so fast she seemed to stand still. He smiled. Lauren would have liked that.
41 thoughts on “The Dance”
I have loved that song since middle school. Its point is so poignant and deep….
I didn’t even think of it until I wrote the story and then I just thought it was perfect! I grew up on Mr. Brooks music–it always takes me back.
for me that’s my favorite era of country music 🙂
I wish he would go on tour one last time!
that would be awesome!
Lauren is a popular name this week and that dangerous intersection is going to ruin a lot of budding dance careers. Thaks for the video. Good song and story.
I know! I literally pulled the name off the cover of a magazine and then saw it in another story. The dancer survived in this one though! Glad you liked the video and the story. Thanks, Doug!
Great story, also, thanks for the song its been a while.
Thank you! Once I settled on the name I HAD to include the video.
Sad story but beautifully expressed. Well done.
Thank you! I wanted it to have a little hope at the end, too.
Pulling a ghost story from this photo was very creative and it fits perfectly with the image. Ron
I guess it can be seen as a ghost story—although the dancing girl was meant to be real! Maybe I was a little vague.
Thanks for reading!
great story ..what i loved the most was the ending, the smile.. and the thought of lauren. 🙂
Thank you! I was hoping the ending would lighten the tone a bit
Memories tie us to songs of the period and can mean so much.
So very true! I have a couple of fiction pieces inspired by songs—and a few songs that might one day lead to more!
Lovely story. On a side note, that was my high school class song. It seemed a rather odd choice to send us off into the world, but well… I was outvoted. It fits your story perfectly, however! 🙂
That’s too funny! I guess the message of “no regrets” is a good one, but it certainly is a rather sad one! Thank you!
Lovely story. I liked the attitude of sorrow, acceptance and moving on with good memories. You and I were on the same track this week. 🙂
I read yours right after and thought the same thing! Great minds I suppose? Thank you, Janet!
Of course, we would say that, wouldn’t we? 🙂
A touching story and a good song.
Thanks so much Rochelle!
That’s one of Garth Brooks’ best songs. (my opinion) I like the way you played out the story, too.
It’s definitely one of his top songs. Thank you!
Fantastic flash – so much story in this one. I called my character Lauren too. And Mr B – I am typing this reply listening to him.
I did notice there was another Lauren this week! I guess it is a fairly common name. Thanks for reading!
There’s something about a blood-red hydrant (as opposed to a cherry-red or apple-red one) that makes it instantly more sinister. Good job.
The fire hydrant really caught my attention—I didn’t want to focus solely on the obvious dancer, but couldn’t ignore her completely! Thanks, David!
Lovely story. I’ll have to listen to Garth later…
Thank you—and definitely give Garth a listen!
Oh this is just great… love that end and the fact that it can be read in so many ways… 🙂
I think that’s one of the greatest things about Fictioneers! Thank you!
I had a friend who lost her kidneys when she bore a still born child at the age of 16. She died before she was 30 but this was her song.
I’m so sorry to hear that–it’s a very bittersweet song.
The story is sad, but the song is even sadder. It holds memories of the loss of both of my father in law and mother in law. They were wonderful people that were taken from us way too soon.
I’m so sorry to hear that—it’s interesting how many people this song touched a chord with. I guess that is the true power of music.
Yes darling it is. Music is so incredibly powerful. Must be why we love it so.
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