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piece of short fiction:


It was an absurd notion but while sitting on her tatty divan the lackluster girl dreamed of a vicarious life walking down the promenade on the arm of a fine dandy when at best she my find a man whose best attribute was a churlish manner but who did not beat her with any regularity.

Once she had fallen in love with a practitioner of naturopathy but he did not pass his boards and was found to be engaged in suborn practices to be able to practice his craft without the appropriate licensure. Her heart was broken when he left their little village in the middle of the night for he was so disgraced.

Had he but asked her to she would have eloped with him and lived as his wife no matter what his lot in life might be, but as it was she was left with shattered dreams of what might have been and a tacky fishmonger for a husband who drank, caroused and fought often in the back alleys. It was a far cry from her dreams


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(Anonymous)
Aug. 2nd, 2010 04:43 am (UTC)
Love it
My favourite phrase is 'the lackluster girl'.

Well done. I love the rhythm of it.

India Drummond
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ardeeeichelmann
Aug. 2nd, 2010 09:59 am (UTC)
Re: Love it
Thank you India. I just play with my words and let them take me where they will. I appreciate your note.

Cheers,

Ardee-ann
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