Susan stood before the canvas, brush in hand, contemplating. She stepped back to survey her handiwork. It was good.
Gill and Joann approached and peered over her shoulder.
“That’s the ugliest tree I’ve ever seen,” Joann complained.
Gill jumped to Susan’s defense. “What do you mean? That’s a beautiful tree.”
Susan stood there silently, looking back and forth between the two of them. Finally, she threw down her brushes and stomped out of the studio.
Groans filled the classroom when Joann and Gill read the title of the painting. “Self Portrait.”
Word count 91
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
I am studying forms of flash fiction, this piece is part of my “lesson” today regarding 100 word stories and the blank spaces in between.
“Write a 500 word story on any subject. Now pare it down to 250 then 100. How can you work with the gaps to build excitement.”
Thanks to Lindaghill.com for the Just Jot it January challenge day 8 and to Ritu for the prompt: Self