Marcy’s vision

by | Jan 7, 2012 | Fiction, Flash fiction | 5 comments

Here’s my first story for 2012. I don’t know if I’ll do a story a week this year, but I’ll post something each week, probably most often a bit of flash, but sometimes maybe a rant or a guest post or a taste of something longer.

Marcy’s Vision
By Laura McHale Holland

The new day was melting snow seeping through the foundation. It was a draft coming from the empty fireplace. It was a microwave frying Marcy’s brain. She knew this and wanted to glide backward to when the house was solid, the hearth full of flames, the home full of laughter. Tired of being dragged forward year to year, she finally refused to go.

Like Clifford the red dog and Jack’s beanstalk, Marcy’s vision grew and grew and grew and grew, and then she lassoed her entire town—neighbors, pets, lawns and shrubbery, houses, businesses, trinkets, keepsakes, everything and everyone—and hauled the entirety back in time to when nobody carried a cell phone, when Big Brother didn’t take a seat in every living room, when children weren’t ferried from one lesson to another to another.

A crater whispers where the town once was. Folks from other towns sometimes stop by to listen to an absence they think has always been there.

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  1. Edie Baran

    ah, so that’s the feeling I have every year – of not wanting to continue to go forward – thanks for putting it in words for me.

  2. Edie Baran

    There was a bit of irony here – in order to place a comment, I had to register & deal with the trappings of our modern on-line world that Marcy wanted to flee from.

  3. admin

    Thanks for your comments, Edie. Ah, yes, I see the irony. I appreciate your putting up with the comment process. It’s better than some, at least, where you have to make up a username and password and actually become a registered user before you can comment. WordPress, the software I use, requires that users identify themselves, which apparently has been shown to foster more thoughtful, responsible comments overall.

    I think I have the same resistance to moving forward that Marcy does, too, especially when it involves technology imposed without a choice to opt out (PG&E’s smart meters, which were installed in my neighborhood in 2011) and government regulations, administered by people we didn’t elect (the Bay Area Air Quality Control Board), lording it over people, now forcefully setting the stage with PR and a media blitz to outlaw wood burning fireplaces in all homes throughout the state. Right now we have to comply with designated no-burn days (which we do in our home, I mean, who wants to pay a hefty $400 fine for having a fire going?), but businesses don’t have to comply. It’s so easy to go after the little guy. I realize that going backward is no solution, but sometimes I just want to escape. So the story is definitely exploring those types of feelings, which have been on the surface for me over the last few days.

  4. Robin Leigh Morgan

    What a change!!! Instead of the slight romance overtone as I’ve read in most of your flashes, I read something that is now science fiction with an overtone of survival [which is another underlining theme of most of your flashes]. Here we have a story of survival following the impact of a meteor into earth. The “sole” survival feels guilt and wishes he/she could take the entire town [every nail and board of wood] back into the past where no one thought of the possibility of “this impact” happening.

  5. admin

    Thanks, for your feedback, Robin. I’m not sure where the impetus for this one came from, but it is a bit different. It’s such a rich journey just seeing where the imagination takes us if we let it.

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