Where I write a little fiction, join some challenges, and have a little fun!
I love it of course as I always do. Aaand, you made the grid AGAIN! Congratulations and good luck! :D
I won't know that until Thursday when voting opens, until then I have my fingers crossed. Thank you for reading and sharing!!!
I can totally picture it! :)
Thank you Jennifer, and good luck!
To you as well! I am re-posting yours right now!
Again this is foreplay without the sealing the deal! Argh!Let me know when voting opens.
And here I always thought foreplay was one of the best parts! Voting is on Thursday until 10 pm ESTBe sure to read all entries and vote for your 3 favorites or it won't count!
Thank you for stopping by Cindy!
Amazing how even the smallest thing like food, when in short supply, becomes as precious as gold. You captured the desperation of the depression brilliantly. Your imagery is on point Joe. The excitement you captured in the line "Wait, there is a man with soup...and bread" is palpable. That glimmer of hope begins to shimmer through the dark in that last line. Nice job! ♥
Thanks Kathy, loved yours too!
I remember reading about how life was during the great famine in Ireland. This sort of depression is the worst kind and I pray it remains as a history lesson
Thank you for reading Jasbir! I hope you are right.
This is very moving. It's hard to think what those people went through, and some still are today.
Thank you queenb330, not hard to see why the generation that lived through the depression were so frugal with things. They had so little.
Very evocative. I especially liked the line, "Neither work nor food, nor hope."
Many thanks, silverleafjournal glad you liked it.
One can only imagine the despair of that time and you've captured it so well.
Thank you Shailaja, I can only imagine how hopeless it all seemed. I'm glad I was able to convey that.
What a vivid picture of that time!
Thank you TMW!
very good!!! my grandparents knew the depression. my grandma says... ''i can't sit with those old people at the union hall they all want to talk about old times. the good old days, my ass. there wasn't anything good about being dirt poor and starving.''
Thanks for stopping in Tracie! I'm glad you liked it! My Grandmother lived through it, and I heard many a story. Come back for next week's challenge...See ya then...