Thursday, July 11, 2019


Photo Credit Eve Hannah

I'm taking an online writing class this summer with teachers Robin Rice and Emily McDowell at The writing prompts are pictures and we are free to write whatever we'd like to as inspired by the photo.
The silver rings felt too heavy on Kelly’s fingers. Dylan had given them to her on her last birthday saying, “These will look great on you.” A Celtic knot, two slim first knuckle rings, a chunky one with the word ‘”fide,” Latin for faith, engraved in an olde English font. The ring on her thumb felt especially ridiculous. She knew in her soul she wasn’t, and would never be, a thumb ring person. Kelly had no piercings, no tattoos, no edge. She was a simple girl with a pearl necklace and the wrong boyfriend.
This pound of silver, this finger wardrobe, was yet another clue, Dylan did not really see Kelly. He saw who he wanted her to be, and who he wanted her to be was his ex-girlfriend Wanda.

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