Give me a memory of cold

Exercise #4

I remember what it was like to love winter, frozen toes inside thick snow boots, wet mittens, a red nose.  Suzy and I would spend days outside her yellow house just up the hill from the creek.  We’d slide down through the trees, land on hard, slick ice, and skate in our boots.  The ice never froze in the smooth, perfect way of skating rinks, but in jagged lumps punctuated with broken sticks and rocks.

The creek was our battle field and our home.  There were places beneath the trees where roots stuck up through the snow and we’d dig in, building a nest, proving you could stay warm before the melt.  We dared ourselves, taking off socks and gloves, feeling the cold prickle against our skin.  We’d redden, and swear it didn’t hurt.  We’d lie down and try to sleep, then jump up, a new battle on the other side of the creek.

Don’t touch the bottom, we’d warn, grabbing branches to keep ourselves aloft.  I was the clumsy one, never coordinated or graceful, always heavier inside my bones.  I’d skitter through the trees, scrambling to keep myself in Suzy’s graces, following her until I finally lost her scent.

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About E. Victoria Flynn

E. Victoria Flynn is a mother and a writer living in Southern Wisconsin. Published in a variety of venues, Victoria is currently writing the first in a series of three fantasy novels based on Cornish folklore. When not taking part in a shrieking dance party or engrossed in her own little fictions, Victoria is keen on art, the natural world and people unafraid to explore their own brilliance.
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3 Responses to Give me a memory of cold

  1. kfbunny says:

    I related to everything in the description–all the activities, feelings and attitudes…right up until "I finally lost her scent". Maybe I'm reading wrong or haven't read previous posts, but that confused me.

  2. sweepyjean says:

    I noticed with the prompts that you're taking more creative license with the writing style. I like it, it feels freer. The "I finally lost her scent" appeared to come from nowhere but I got where you were going with it. I think in an earlier post you said you were posting them as is? I think that's a good idea; you can strengthen any allusions in the rewrite. Keep it up!

  3. evf says:

    Thank you both for reading. Yes, these are pure shitty first drafts–10 minute writes sans screaming editor. Of course, after I started this I realized I should have given them their own page so it would make a little more sense to someone coming by for the first time. I appreciate your comments!

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