For Velvet Verbosity's 100 Words Challenge. This round's word of inspiration is VOICE.
He earned his living with that voice, hosting radio shows featuring oldies or lonely heart dedications. Deep and enveloping, immediately familiar. Equal parts thunder and romance. And always strong.
He paid our bills with it. Put food in our bellies, put our green asses through college. Put the fear of God in us.
I never knew it to show weakness, even when Grandma died.
Until we spoke today. Over the hollow line, it was time his only daughter knew the severity. I could hear the cracks, like sugar glass. Unsure if it was in his voice, or from within me.
Stop doubting your abilities, girl. You paint a verbal picture very well. :)
ReplyDeleteI was going to say "well done" - until I read the comment above. From Stacy Lynn.
ReplyDeleteYou have a nice, clear, 'voice'. Don't doubt it - don't question it - just go with it. Why on Earth would you question your abilities?
This is indeed very good writing. I look forward to your posts for the AZ challenge.
ReplyDeleteI hear voices, too. Very strong ones. I think I need to rething my meds...as soon as I find my gun.
ReplyDeleteWho's better than you missy? ;)
ReplyDeleteThe last paragraph is perfection. I like the sugar glass line...awesome.
ReplyDeleteexcellent entry clew
AMAZING entry...I was teary-eyed at the end! You have a marvelous voice that deserves to be heard.
ReplyDeleteVery poignant - something I can relate to at this point in my life. Thank you.
ReplyDeletewonderfully written and descriptive. GREAT work! :)
ReplyDeleteI loved the sound of hollow line, perfect for a blurb on a voice.
ReplyDeletewell stated - the hollow line - haunting. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteFavorite line: "I could hear the cracks, like sugar glass".
ReplyDeleteCompact, efficient, and wholly potent.
ReplyDeleteBrava! That's some damn fine writing.
ReplyDeleteLove the idea of the 100-word challenge.