Feeling You In Absence: Genre Undetermined
Nov. 3rd, 2009 12:55 pmHe felt her in every seed she might have sown, in every tree she might have grown. He felt her in every beat of his heart and every pulse of his blood, the part that she would have fixed. He felt her absence so sharply. She lay in her coffin deep in the clay dirt, under a roll of green plastic grass that failed to conceal the raw ugliness of a grave dug into the hill. The flowers he had planted on her grave lived, still, but she was gone forever. He felt the flutter in his heart, the flutter that she'd planned on fixing in an operation scheduled for a month, and he did not care. He saw the seeds sitting in the garage--
Inspiration: "I Feel You" by Schiller
Story Potential: High
Notes: Sort of a magic realism story about healing--things fix themselves through mysterious circumstances, which sort of comforts him, until one day he finds his heart flutter gone (metaphor for grief and stuff). Or could take it entirely in another direction and make it SF, with creations guided past the hand of the one who gave them agency. Ooo. Writing it both ways, to sort of contrast, could be interesting--but could they be packaged as one story? Maybe not. Maybe would have to write and sell them separately--or would you? Could frame it as a grandfather and a grandson's similar stories.... Congenital heart defect? Hrm. Pondering.
Inspiration: "I Feel You" by Schiller
Story Potential: High
Notes: Sort of a magic realism story about healing--things fix themselves through mysterious circumstances, which sort of comforts him, until one day he finds his heart flutter gone (metaphor for grief and stuff). Or could take it entirely in another direction and make it SF, with creations guided past the hand of the one who gave them agency. Ooo. Writing it both ways, to sort of contrast, could be interesting--but could they be packaged as one story? Maybe not. Maybe would have to write and sell them separately--or would you? Could frame it as a grandfather and a grandson's similar stories.... Congenital heart defect? Hrm. Pondering.