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.
5 days ago
14 comments:
Stop doubting your abilities, girl. You paint a verbal picture very well. :)
I was going to say "well done" - until I read the comment above. From Stacy Lynn.
You 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.
I hear voices, too. Very strong ones. I think I need to rething my meds...as soon as I find my gun.
Who's better than you missy? ;)
The last paragraph is perfection. I like the sugar glass line...awesome.
excellent entry clew
AMAZING entry...I was teary-eyed at the end! You have a marvelous voice that deserves to be heard.
Very poignant - something I can relate to at this point in my life. Thank you.
wonderfully written and descriptive. GREAT work! :)
I loved the sound of hollow line, perfect for a blurb on a voice.
well stated - the hollow line - haunting. Thanks!
Favorite line: "I could hear the cracks, like sugar glass".
Compact, efficient, and wholly potent.
Brava! That's some damn fine writing.
Love the idea of the 100-word challenge.
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