CONCEPTUAL ART - a story in one hundred words

CONCENPTUAL ART

Marcie wandered the exhibition, aware that her best frock was hopelessly unfashionable, but she didn’t care - when she cleared up afterwards she’d get the leftovers.

Meanwhile she eavesdropped as they told each other what it meant.

“Of course, it’s pollution – plastic resembling jellyfish and killing whales.”

“No, no – it represents the ephemeral nature of life.”

“I see a cloud of angels coming to gather souls.”

“How sweet! Isn’t she a darling?”

Suddenly Marcie could bear their braying voices no longer. “I’ve been sweeping round these bloody things for days – they just look like cotton reels and condoms to me.”

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Apologies to Roger Bultot, who took the photo and probably understood the exhibit, but once I'd seen cotton reels and condoms I couldn't write anything else. Thanks to Rochelle for posting the prompt on her blog https://rochellewisoff.com/  from whence you can follow the link to read how other writers interpreted the picture.
I would like to wish everyone who visits my blog a very happy and prosperous 2018. My own New Year got off to a good start as I had a pleasant surprise today - I've sold ten copies of A Volcanic Race already this year! This is probably nothing special for a seasoned novelist, but for a debut author it is wonderful - my family bought their copies last year so this means that people I don't know are reading my work. Have you bought a copy yet? The link is at the top of this page.

SOUL CLUSTER - flash fiction in 100 words

SOUL CLUSTER

“Fifty people lived there,” the man said, “Including my family.”

The camera crew began filming as the reporter asked, “In that small house?”

“We couldn’t use the house – we lived in the cellar. “

“All those months?”

“More than a year.”

“What did you eat?”

“Dogs, rats, even grass. And there are always cockroaches.”

“No-one can live on that.”

“Many didn’t. My mother died first, and then the babies, but a bomb got them all in the end.”

“All except you.”

“I was fetching water. It is a small comfort to know that their souls reached heaven together.”

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Thanks to Rochelle for posting Vijaya Sundaram's photo on her blog  https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/  To read other interpretations of this photo, follow the blue frog link from there.