Take me back
From Charli Mills at the Carrot Ranch is this week’s challenge.
November 4, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a film festival. It can be a small-town indie fest or the Festival de Cannes or anything in between. Who is in the story? An audience-goer, filmmaker, actress, or something unexpected? Through in some popcorn for fun. Go where the prompt leads!
Take me back
Tin film canisters. Messy handwriting on faded masking tape offers no clue to origins or contents.
Spliced haphazardly when transferred to video, we’re modern-day time travelers. First watching baby’s first steps. Then a mother’s sweet 16. There’s Ben and Bunny’s 40th anniversary. Back to a baby’s first bath in a kitchen sink.
Someone’s swimming in a motel pool. Thanksgiving dinner. Who’s that playing cards? Children in birthday hats laughing at a clown. They’re getting married. He’s proud in cap and gown.
Lives–
Lived.
Gone.
Missed.
They’re not much, these old films, but I watch and savor their faded memories.
Michael B. Fishman
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That’s the thing when you pair memory with memento. Order doesn’t matter when the lives lived tumble all together in our hearts and heads.
Beautiful write, Michael.
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Thanks Liz. And I agree that it doesn’t matter the order.
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This is sweet. No one remembers, and the people who might remember are long gone.
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Thanks Lois!
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Awwwww. Love it, F-man.
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Thanks Chelsea!
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Such a nostalgic tone you weave between words and film.
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