[450] My Redheaded Memories
G’day RDR Gang.
This one’s a quickie; we’ll be done in a flash. I’m seeking to capture a very particular feeling in this piece. I’d rather not spoil it, as inconsequential as it may be, but I feel that the intended effect is quite apparent in the writing (even if it doesn’t come through fully). I’d call this piece a success if I managed to make you nod along, perhaps compare with your own similar experiences, but at least made you feel some of that warmth.
Flash fiction is a relatively uncomfortable medium for me. Comments on structure and efficiency would be appreciated. The last FF piece I submitted had a decent layout emerge naturally. This one, less so. It was written on shift in a series of text messages to myself over about ten hours. I've tidied it up and made it sort-of flow, but its fragmented construction maybe still shows. Also: semi-colon abuse. Yeah, I know. Still trying to iron out the wrinkles in my usage. Help me out if they’re not working.
Title is… working. Something will come up eventually.
The song I feel most appropriate for the tone of this piece is Imperial, by Snorri Hallgrimsson. Of appropriate length, too. It’s a great track regardless. Icelandic ambiance.
Many thanks, and I hope you’re all doing well and looking after yourselves.
Posted Aug 2, 2021, 6:49 PM UTC · edited