The whole idea of it makes me feellike I'm coming down with something way unreal.I hope it's not just a case of deja vuI really want this time to be brand new.
Is it lots to ask that when I fall in love,disaster not surround me like a hand in a glove?I've grown oh so tired of being played for the foolGods grant that this time be no proof of a rule.
Jenny, Jenny, love of my lifehold my hand and don't let go,I love you and you love me,Sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G
Ok, it's not great, but the wish is there!
'The whole idea of it makes me feel like I'm coming down with something like,’ Perrie's head reeled with possibilities. ‘They’ll think I’m crazy!’
'As did they the first and second time I Awakened you.' Annessau gave the FirstBorn a moment to absorb her words before restoring the next appropriate memory.
‘Even I think I’m going crazy. ...’
Perrie’s comment trailed off into a more private line of thought. She already witnessed certain peoples reactions to recent changes in her behavior. And she knew exactly how they would react if she told them what she believed these days.
‘They already use your words and actions against you,’ Annessau interrupted, ‘in whatever manner suits them.’
Perrie barely heard her mother’s voice when she sensed something waiting and ready to be seen. Perrie closed her eyes and focused on the vision unfolding just behind her eyes. She saw herself sitting cross-legged a bed in a bleak and colorless room. The bedclothes were white and void of comfort. A dresser sat to one side of the room; an aged chair and desk, strewn with paper and a few books, decorated to far side.
‘When you finally managed the courage to file for divorce, your loving husband had you ruled mentally incompetent and put away for losing touch with reality.’
Fear rippled down her spine rendering Perrie momentarily unequal to a reply.
‘A thing you have so far managed to avoid’ Annessau finished. She used this memory to help foster the FirstBorn Daughter's acceptance of the severity of her situation.
‘Even the counsel given to eventually plead your case, cared not-–much less believed-–whether you were wronged of your freedom or rights.’
Having once again found her voice, Perrie asked, ‘So things have changed that much this time?’
‘You should already have been in that room.' Annessau spoutted bligthely. 'I should already have absorbed and spoke for you in that court room.' She gave Perrie time to weigh the notion. 'When you refused to allow him his way of things, when you challenged his seeming authority over you, you took away your husband’s–-and their-–power to control you; strengthening the efforts of those who sought you.’
Perrie knew her actions alone had nothing to do with the true reason the current time line no longer duplicated the past. But. She did fully recognize her role and could no longer ignore her place in the history she had no choice but to retell.
Not exactly the half of a sentence I would have used--- BUT! It did spark a more complete version of a scene I'd yet to fully write.
Good exercise, Eleyne!!!!
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Edited 5/7/2007 7:13 pm ET by heartsong2000
Edited 5/8/2007 11:21 am ET by heartsong2000
Moving this one up...
Edited 5/22/2007 8:20 am ET by heartsong2000
Sorry I missed this, Laura. I've had a couple of less-than-optimal weeks.
I'm delighted that this partial sentence served as the springboard to move your story forward. It does allow Perrie to express her feelings about what is happening to her and how she feels about these memories. (And you know you don't have to keep it when you put everything together at the end.)
Good work on your project.
I enjoyed your poem, Cindy. And your feelings came through very clearly. This has a desperate feel to it.
No real worries, eleyne! I do understand!!!! I've had too many weeks, here of recent, where I'd like to request a DO OVER. My writing actually feels like a source of relief lately.
THANKS! Where it will eventually is anyone's guess at this point. (~: It was a good exercise for me.
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