janelle's spine shivers as she stood by the edge of the lake and the geese make small sounds as they rest on the water, perhaps alerted by her shadowy presence. the lights from the buildings beyond seem to twinkle like the stars that dot the sky. she takes off her coat and lets it fall on the ground, the dried grass flattened by the snow and ice that have melted during the day and made solid again by the cold wind. she makes a tentative step towards the water, her feet slipping down on the slope before she corrects and balances herself. she doesn't want an accidental fall. she wants to go in on her own terms. her jaws stiffen and her teeth rattle against each other as her face winces from the biting cold that has made her fingers ache. she carefully steps towards the water, her bare feet numbed from the cold ground. in the darkness she feels the freezing cold of the water, the geese stir and turn their heads towards her. at some point she knows there is a drop in the ground and it will be all water, muddy, murky, mossy. then her one leg sinks lower into the water and her feet grope for a purchase that isn't there anymore. immediately she sinks and the cold wraps around her as the darkness claims her whole being.
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i have shots to complete my flash of red february but i still have to organize them. too much work at the office, month-end tasks and such. early mornings and late nights it would be for the next few days.
tonight, bill and i went out to photograph light trails. well, only him. it was rather cold and my hands ached terribly so i only have this to show for that outing.
thank you for your kind visits and comments; know that they are greatly appreciated.
Beautiful prose to complement your beautiful photo. I like that you wrote without judgment. And though she thinks she is alone, the geese are there to watch and, perhaps, guide.
Sorry! I missed your comment, Katy. It's coming along. I was sidetracked with my inlaws last week, buy otherwise, I'm on track. I think I'm making good progress, too. @grammyn@summerfield
The editor part of me wants you to change the last sentence to say claims instead if claimed because the rest of your story is present tense.
@moniquenadeau how is your novel coming?!