Keno_Schaffer
"What would you do to live after love?"
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I wrote "Blackout" during a power outage at my home that lasted for about half an hour a few months ago, or so.
In it, a fifty-four year old man recollects the memories of the love, his wife, who left him after a terrible tropical storm that hit over the tiny lakeside house the man has lived on his entire life.
They were in love for the simple happiness they brought each other, and within that they stayed together in that small wooden house of theirs, mere feet from the lake.
The man was a fisherman, and has been since he was twenty.
There by the lake, from dawn to dusk he would be there and fish, sometimes with her.
But mostly without.
As a fisherman, he retrieves the memories in the wake of their relationship, doing so the only way he knows how to.
. . .
I hope you enjoy this little story of mine, as I tried to put a lot of emotion into it. The intricacies of the story is something I didn't worry about as much as I did the emotions I was trying to convey as I wrote it. It's more of one of my many attempts at taking something I know, and then putting out something else based on the way I just so happen to see it.
This, strangely, is what my mind decided to show me as my power went out that night those months ago.
What an odd mind I have.
Love and being loved is a gift, to me. Please accept it with the greatest of gratitude if you ever have the opportunity of crossing its path.
Later days,
Keno