“So tell me sir, as an author, where do you get such dramatic characters?”
“Real life is always more dramatic than any drama.”
“You mean these colorful characters are real? But they all eventually die.”
“They can tell me a story only after it’s complete.”
“You mean, you somehow managed to meet and talk to dead people? Where? How?”
“You know, it’s scary even for the souls to live in the open. They feel secure in my bottles, giving the transparent glass bottles color of their characters. And they feel good to be able to talk to someone. This is where I sit and talk to them, one bottle at a time.”
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Written for Friday Fictioneers by Rochelle – rest of the fictions are the froggy link below:
Looks like a alcholic’s excuse ….: sitting and talking to the bottle. Nice one…great dialogue.
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just a different kind of spirit in the bottle – I guess 🙂
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A great deal being said in very few words. I felt a powerful pull as it ended. I suppose I wanted to know more. Very nice write for the photo prompt.
Isadora 😎
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Thanks Isadora – nice to have you at my abode 🙂
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I enjoyed my visit. 😎
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Brilliant concept.
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Thanks Louise 🙂
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Very cool take on the prompt. Exciting and melancholy at the same time.
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It’s kind of sweet and scary at the same time. Well done.
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🙂 thanks Sandra..
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Clever interpretation.
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🙂 Thanks for appreciation Mick!
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Very intriguing. This writer leaves nothing to the imagination.
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