Welcome to Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. Each week I will be posting a photo I grab off the internet and challenging bloggers to write a flash fiction piece or a poem inspired by the photo. There are no style or word limits.
The image below is from writerscentre.com.
For the visually challenged writer, the image shows a man standing alone in a field gazing at number of freestanding doors.
If this week’s image inspires you and you wish to participate, please write your post, use the tag #FFFC, and link back to this post. I hope it will generate some great posts.
Please create a pingback to this post or manually add your link in the comments.
Interesting picture: I may take you up on this challenge. But the domain writerscentre.com from which you say this image comes (I don’t dispute that) appears to be for sale – leaving me with nobody to ask whether I can use it. So many doors, so many decisions; it’s difficult to know sometimes which ones to open, which to leave closed.
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Try this: https://www.writerscentre.com.au/blog/which-creative-writing-course-is-right-for-me/
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Ah, I see now. The site is https://www.writerscentre.com.au/ , not https://www.writerscentre.com/ – different domains. I’ve sent the Australian Writers’ Centre an email requesting permission to use that image 🙂
Thank you!
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Genesis – The Chamber Of 32 Doors – Original Lamb Slide Show
🎶 … every single door that I walk through brings me back, back here again……. 🎶
{I have been an enjoyer of Genesis basically before 1975 (although they did an album that Peter Gabriel largely wrote but which was recorded after he’d left) — even though I wasn’t aware of them before that; my tie-in was Salisbury Hill.}
My mother sees herself as the keeper of doors. The doors are only barriers to seeing the surface of her lies. I didn’t know that, then. There is truth; truth and reality don’t interest her. What is good for me doesn’t interest her. Seeing into her lies, beyond the surface, is a fruitless task. But it is good to know she lies… like she breathes.
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🎶 … and the magician singing all the chants that they have ever heard … all calling out my name even academics searching printed word … my mother to the right like everyone else they’re pointing but nowhere feels quite right………. 🎶
From Salisbury Hill:
🎶 … open doors will soon be shut.
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Solsbury https://songmeanings.com/songs/view/71511 My friends would think I was a nut
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
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Here’s mine
https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2021/09/13/his-vision/
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What’s in the meaning of “Fandango”?
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I’d tell you. But then I’d have to kill you! 😏
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