#CarrotRanch #FlashFiction Challenge: Magwitch the Migrant @Charli_Mills

This post was written in response to Charli Mills at Carrot Ranch’s weekly Flash Fiction Challenge

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February 23, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a migration story. It can imagine the dusty or arctic trails of the frontiers past or look to the travel across the galaxy. What issue about modern migration bans might influence an artistic expression in a flash? Migrate where the prompt leads you.

Migrations can be voluntary, in search of a better life, but they can also be imposed. Starting a new life is always hard for a migrant, but even more so when it is imposed.   

My migration story has taken me to Victorian England, where deportations to Australia, for certain criminals, were considered a cheap alternative to life sentences.

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Finlay Currie as Magwitch

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Deported

‘You’re Magwitch, the convict at the graveyard.’

‘Wrongly convicted, Pip. Compeyes was the mastermind.’

‘Miss Havisham’s groom who abandoned her at the altar?’  

 ‘He was imprisoned and I was deported to New South Wales.’

‘You tricked me into helping you.’

‘I’ve paid you back generously.’

‘You’re my anonymous benefactor?’

‘I worked hard at the Penal Colony. My money is yours now.’

 ‘I don’t want your soiled money!’

 ‘Are you planning on giving up your fancy life and going back to being a blacksmith?’

‘You’ve ruined everything. I hate you!’

‘And yet, Pip, you have Estella to thank me for.’

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Pip had always thought Miss Havisham had been his anonymous benefactress and he was horrified to learn his money had come from a criminal, but he later came to terms with Magwitch when he learnt more about his life and hardship, and finally looked after Magwitch in his final days, in prison, once again. This time Magwitch cannot leave him his money because it is confiscated, thus destroying Pip’s Great Expectations.

Great Expectations is an absorbing and complex novel. Magwitch, who is deported to New South Wales, for using counterfeit money, has a short-lived presence in the novel, yet his role is vital in the plot. He is a catalyst in Pip’s life.

Pip met Magwitch at a graveyard when he’s seven and is persuaded by the escaped convict to bring him food. Magwitch, who was grateful for the child’s help, improves Pip’s prospects by being his anonymous benefactor, enabling him to move to London and become a gentleman, instead of a village blacksmith.   

Magwitch is also Estella’s father, whom we all know was the woman Pip loved and lost. Dickens wrote two endings to Great Expectations. In the ending which Dickens finally endorsed, on Wilkie Collins insistence, Estella and Pip are reunited in the final scene of the novel, with that famous line, in which Pip says of Stella:

‘I saw no shadow of another parting from her.’

During the 18th century, most prisoners were deported to penal colonies in America, but after the American War of Independence broke out in 1775, transportation was sent to Australia. Over the years, about 160,000 people, including men, women and children, sometimes as young as nine years old, people were transported to Australia. Most of them never returned.

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#Bloggers Bash Blog Post Competition 2017 #FlashFiction: Connections

This is my entry for the Annual Bloggers Bash Competition 2017.

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I’m including a 100-word Flash and a brief account of why being connected to other bloggers has made me a better writer.

Making Connections

‘You need to stop this nonsense.’

‘Which nonsense?’

‘They’re not real.’

‘You think I’m imagining people?’

‘You don’t know what they look like.’

‘I’ve seen pictures.’

‘How do you know it’s true?’

‘It isn’t all true. We share some fiction, but our feelings and opinions are real.’

‘They’ll steal your ideas.’

‘We don’t steal, we share.’

‘Why do you do it?’

‘Bloggers need to make connections.’

‘What kind of connections?’

‘Connections with the world.’

‘You can’t even touch them!’

 ‘I might be touching a few at the Bloggers Bash.’

‘If they’re real…’

 ‘Why don’t you join us and find out?’

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Blogging Lessons Learned

Lesson 1: Less is More.

One of the most important things I’ve learned since I started blogging is the power of Flash Fiction. I’ve taken part in many flash fiction challenges and blog hops during the three years I’ve been blogging, and reading and writing short fiction has helped me improve my style. There’s a link to an earlier post on this topic on the picture below.

Clean, sharp, concise and precise prose is valued by readers, who are no longer patient enough to read long and detailed accounts, which may be beautiful, but are often wordy.  

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Link to a post about how Flash Fiction has improved my writing

Lesson 2: Worldwide Connection is Essential

I personally know people who blog, write and read occasionally, others are knowledgeable in specific areas, but this interaction is so limited, compared to the whole world, that it covers a very small percentage of my needs.

I need to be connected to other international bloggers by sharing information about books and reading, writing, publishing, travelling, art, and anything else that crops up on their blogs, from cooking to medieval history, because when I’m connected, I feel like I’m growing.

As a blogger, I’m not alone as a reader, writer, thinker, blogger, teacher, or person. I can find out what other people know, think, have done, can see, or like. I can share what I know, think, do, see, or like, too.

I can do so much more with the help, opinions, advice, experience, knowledge, and motivation of other bloggers, and I’m part of something much bigger than I could ever be on my own.

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Lesson 3: Gratitude

Bloggers are part of a huge community, which needs to be nurtured in order to grow.

It’s vital to show appreciation and gratitude to other bloggers by liking, commenting and sharing their posts on social media.

Thank you all for being there, for reading, commenting, giving your opinions, sharing your thoughts, ideas and knowledge, answering my questions, and being connected with me.

Thank you for motivating me to be a better blogger and a better writer.

If I am a better writer in 2017 than I was when I started writing in 2014, it’s because of you.

As a plus, I never feel alone. There’s always someone to read and write to, and something to write about, which someone will read, like and comment on … I hope 🙂

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#TuesdayBookBlog The Haunting of Highdown Hall by @Shani_Struthers for #RBRT

I recently read and reviewed The Haunting of Highdown Hall by Shani Struthers for Rosie’s Book Review Team. k 1 The Haunting of Highdown Hall is Psychic Surveys Book 1.

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Here’s my 5-Star review.

An Engaging Paranormal mystery

Thirty-one year old, successful actress, Cynthia Hart, died of a heart attack during a dazzling birthday party at her residence, Highdown Hall, on Christmas Eve, 1958. Fifty-six years later, the present resident, Mr. Kierney, will discover her spirit hasn’t left and is causing havoc in the first floor bedrooms. He calls in the Psychic Surveys team, who will have to investigate the events leading up to her death in order to discover what’s keeping her in the land of the living.

Highdown Hall is not the only case they work on, however. They also visit a notorious mental asylum and various houses in the area, in search of lost spirits who need help moving on to the other side.

The four members of the team have varying degrees of psychic abilities. Ruby inherited the gift from her mother and her grandmother. Theo, who is retired, specialises in long distance healing. Quiet Ness, in her fifties sometimes worked with the Sussex police, and Corinna, a 21-year-old who dresses in gothic attire and also works at a pub.

Ruby, the heart and soul of Psychic Surveys, who is trying to set up a webpage for their flourishing business, meets Cash Wilkins, a website designer, and just the man she needs. Ruby thought he wouldn’t be interested in pursuing any kind of friendship with her, once she told him she was ‘a psychic surveyor’, but on the contrary, he was fascinated, genuinely interested, and perhaps a little psychic himself.

The highlight for me was when the spirit of a dead Labrador, Jed, became attached to Ruby after visiting a couple who complained of dog barking at night.

By the end of the novel, Cynthia’s case is finally solved, as a result of Ruby and Cash’s thorough investigations, and the four ‘ghost hunters’ have become six.

It was easy to be carried away by the interesting and varied stories of unhappy and tormented spirits being helped on their journeys towards the light and peace, at last. It’s an enjoyable novel for readers who have at least an open mind to the possibility of paranormal happenings.

Highdown Hall is well written, well plotted, and has engaging characters, so I’m looking forward to more of the Psychic Surveys’ extraordinary investigations.

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Shani Struthers was born and bred in the sunny seaside town of Brighton, one of the first literary conundrums Shani had to deal with was her own name – Shani can be pronounced in a variety of ways but in this instance it’s Shay-nee not Shar-ney or Shan-ni – although she does indeed know a Shanni – just to confuse matters further! Hobbies include reading and writing – so no surprises there. After graduating from Sussex University with a degree in English and American Literature, Shani became a freelance copywriter. Twenty years later, the day job includes crafting novels too. Writing both contemporary fiction and paranormal mystery, she is the author of The Runaway Year and The Runaway Ex, both published by Omnific Publishing.

Her paranormal work is published by Crooked Cat Publishing and includes Jessamine and the bestselling Psychic Surveys Book One: The Haunting of Highdown Hall and Psychic Surveys Book Two: Rise to Me, and Book Three: 44 Gilmore Street .

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Shani is currently writing Book 4 of the Psychic Surveys, Old Cross Cottage (due out in April 2017)

Find out more about Shani on her blog. 

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#SilentSunday #SundayWalks Fontibre, Cantabria

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My son by a statue of the La Virgen del Pilar, at the very source of the river.

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Fontibre is a small neighbourhood, 3 kilometers from the town of Reinosa, in the province of Cantabria in the north of Spain. My mother lives a few kilometers away, and although its far away from where I live, I visit regularly.

I was there recently and took these photos.

It is famous because the source of the river Ebro, the second longest river in the Iberian Peninsula, has its source, right here, in Fontibre.

In fact, this name derives from the Latin words ‘Fontes’ and ‘Iberis’, meaning source of the Ebro.

The Ancient Cantabri, who were considered to be savage and untamable mountaineers, were one of the largest independent tribes of Hispania, to succumb to Roman rule. They were finally conquered by the Romans during the Cantabrian Wars (29-19 BC), under the reign of Augustus.  More information with maps here 

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It’s a stunning place for a quiet walk, and there’s a cozy rural hotel called La Posada de Fontibre and a lovely restaurant for a delicious meal called Restaurante Fuentebro, where we love to stop for lunch after a long country walk.

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#SOCS How do I Love my dreams?

This post was written in response to Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday weekly prompt.

This week’s  prompt “how.” Start your post with the word “How.” Bonus points if you end with it too. Join in here! Enjoy!

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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

Victorian authors are my literary masters and mentors. Their stories and poems are part of my imagination.

When I read today’s prompt: How, the first sentence that came to my mind was the famous sonnet by Elizabeth Barret Browning.

The author is telling us about an all consuming passion which will lead her to a state of ideal grace.

At the end of the sonnet, she concludes:

I shall but love thee better afer death.

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                  Elizabeth Barret Browning

         

Nothing will separate her from her lover. because their love will grow after death, when they both presumably enter the realms of eternity, making their love everlasting.

The sonnet is one of the most romantic and passionate in English literature, which is why it’s one of the most famous sonnets, which is still quoted almost 200 years after it was written.

Those of you who read my blog also know how much I like to paraphrase, rewrite or rework Victorian stories into my own writing, so that’s what I’m doing today, with this sonnet.

Instead of directing the words to a lover, it’s about a dream I have.

How do I love thee? 

Let me tell you how.

To the depth and breadth and height of my soul.

Even out of sight,

You´re always on my mind.

To the end of my days.

Reaching you, my dream,

Is my ideal grace.

The aim of an all-consuming passion is to achieve a state of ‘ideal grace’.

‘Ideal Grace’ is a divine term which refers to being in a perfect mental state, which is at peace with yourself, your world and your God, Universe, or the superior being or force you may believe in.

For Elizabeth Barrett Browning, this can only be achieved through the culmination of romantic love.

I suggest there are other ways to reach this perfect state, for example by striving for and fulfilling your dreams.

How do you try to reach your ideal grace, tell me how? 

 

 

 

#FridayFictioneers ‘Before The Snow’ #FlashFiction

I came across this photo by © Sarah Potter and couldn’t resist the temptation to write a Flash!

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It’s my first time on Friday Fictioneers, which is a weekly challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The task is to write a story in 100 words based on a photo prompt. Read the rules, and follow the Froggy on Rochelle’s post to read the other posts and link your own here.

Here’s my take.

Before The Snow

“Mummy, what if it never stops snowing?”

“It’ll stop, Alice.”

“But if the snow covers all the houses and we can’t go out ever again, so we have to dig a tunnel down to the centre of the earth and build a new world called Deepland?”

My father shook his head. “Where did that idea come from?”

“Nowhere. I made it all up.”

He sighed. “She needs to go back to the psychologist.”

“She’s just creative. Maybe one day she’ll be a fantasy author,” said my mother.

“Yes, I will. I’ll write about what it was like before the snow.”

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#FridayBookShare ‘Baron’ by @JoannaShupe #amreading #amreviewing

#FridayBookShare was created by Shelley Wilson for book lovers to share what they’re reading. The idea is to answer a few simple questions about the novel and post on Fridays.

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Today, I’d like to share Baron, by Joanna Shupe. It’s a fabulous historical romance set in New York City’s Gilded Age.

First line of the book.

William Sloane did not believe in the ability to commute with the spirit world.

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New York City’s Gilded Age shines as bright as the power-wielding men of the Knickerbocker Club. And one pragmatic industrialist is about to learn that a man may make his own destiny, but love is a matter of fortune . . .

Born into one of New York’s most respected families, William Sloane is a railroad baron who has all the right friends in all the right places. But no matter how much success he achieves, he always wants more. Having secured his place atop the city’s highest echelons of society, he’s now setting his sights on a political run. Nothing can distract him from his next pursuit–except, perhaps, the enchanting con artist he never saw coming . . .

Ava Jones has eked out a living the only way she knows how. As “Madam Zolikoff,” she hoodwinks gullible audiences into believing she can communicate with the spirit world. But her carefully crafted persona is nearly destroyed when Will Sloane walks into her life–and lays bare her latest scheme. The charlatan is certain she can seduce the handsome millionaire into keeping her secret and using her skills for his campaign–unless he’s the one who’s already put a spell on her . . .

Introduce the main character using only three words.

Ava is resourceful, intuitive and generous.

Delightful design (add the cover image of the book).

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Audience appeal (who would enjoy reading this book?)

Anyone who likes historical novels, with a gripping plot, plenty of suspense, compelling characters and a steamy romance.

Your favourite line/scene.

Ava works as a psychic in 19th century New York in order to look after her three orphaned siblings. Sloane is a politically ambitious  millionaire, who wants Ava as far away from his political partner as possible. He’s a man who believes that everyone has a price, which he is prepared to pay to get his own way. This is the scene in which he tries to buy Ava’s cooperation.

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The tip of her tongue burned with an offer to take him to the match factory to show him cases of phossy jaw. Had he seen the young girls with their rotting faces, jawbones glowing in the dark, all because they’d needed to put food on their table? Those were hardships. Not the fact that his friend and political partner paid her five dollars a week to read tea leaves and pass on bits of “news” from the great beyond.

“How much will it take?” Sloane asked her. “How much do you need to walk away?”

Oh, so tempting. Ava could throw out a high number and see if railroad man would bite. If he did, her siblings could quit their factory jobs. She would have enough to buy that piece of property and they could all be together. Finally.

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See my full review here on amazon.  

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Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge: A Good Match #friendship

This post was written in response to Ben Huberman’s Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is A Good Match   Join in!

I’m fortunate enough to have quite a few best friends, who have become special to me over the years. The negative aspect is that many of them live far away, and by far I mean a plane trip away, so I don’t see them as often as I’d like to.

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Gabriela and Lucy at a staff meeting last June.

Gabriela is one of the best friends I miss. We’ve been friends and colleagues for about ten years. When I met Gabriela,  she was single and footloose and fancy free! Now she has a wonderful husband and two lovely children. Since then we go put even more because her children and my grandchildren are the same age and they get on famously, so we go on plenty of outings together and have fun with the children.

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Gabriela and Lucy making a cake!

But this year she’s working in Iowa and I live in the south of Spain, so although we skype and chat on whatsapp frequently, we’re living on different continents, and I miss her a lot.

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I miss her laughter, the shared coffees at school breaks, writing up reports together and preparing activities with our students.

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Gabriela and Lucy having a coffee and cake during school mid-morning break

I also miss baking biscuits with her, taking the children to the fun fair, and going to the cinema together.

We’re definitely a good match, probably even a great match. I know she’s also missing her family and friends in Spain, so she’s going to love reading this post.💗

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Gabriela and Lucy having fun at the Fair last May.

Fortunately she’s coming to Spain for  short break next month, so I can stop missing her for a short time!

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Gabriela and Lucy winding down after a busy week with a glass of wine!

She cheers me up when I’m fed up, she listens and consoles me when I’m feeling annoyed, and she encourages me when I want to give up, and I do the same for her. 

I don’t know what I’d do without my best friends, and you?

#1lineWed **FAME** @jackiefilm #filmreview

Pearls are always appropriate, but nothing tells the story of fame and loneliness like an Oscar. 

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I’ve just been to see the film, Jackie, and I’d like to tell you how I feel about it.

Jackie is a very intense and dramatic fim. Natalie Portman is on the screen non-stop the whole film. She does a great job, but so much of Jackie becomes almost claustrophobic. 

In spite of her constant presence, I’m not sure if we really get to know Jackie very well, which is a bit frustrating. The film deals with the days leading up to J, F. Kennedy’s funeral after his assassination.

There’s a lot about the Whitehouse decoration, but hardly any aspects of their marriage, family life, or Jackie’s personal life, are mentioned. 

We observe a woman who is in a state of shock, and who wouldn’t be when her husband’s brain is splattered all over her skirt? Understandably, she doesn’t show her real self, or the best of herself, and I missed seeing more of the ‘normal’ Jackie.

We know nothing of Jackie the mother, the wife, the daughter, the friend, or the person at all.

She is a woman who is grieving and obsessed with making sure her husband’s funeral is as grand and stately as she believes he deserves.

What struck me most, was her loneliness. She handles everything on her own, except for some help from her brother-in-law, Bobby, and Nancy, her personal assistant at the Whitehouse. She can’t sleep, and is seen to be on medication, chain-smoking, and always on her own.

Of course, there are people around her, but there seems to be no one she can talk to. Where are her friends? family? her husband’s family?

It amazed me that no women were there to hold her hand through the ordeal. Didn’t she have any sisters, or sisters in law, or best friend to hold her hand?

Peter Saarsgard plays the role of Bobby Kennedy. He’s a great actor, and I enjoyed his performance, but although Bobby comes across as supportive regarding Jackie, we know very little about how he feels for the loss of his brother and the dramatic events taking place in the US at the time. 

The late John Hurt, played the role of priest, who listened kindly and tried to console her, but although he was helpful, what she needed, was something else, namely, a friendly and loving shoulder to cry on. 

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Finally, Jackie only tells us what she wants us to know, She insistently tells the reporter, on whose interview this film is based, that certain things disclosed cannot be printed. For example, she tells him that he can’t say she was a smoker. If she’s prepared to lie about smoking, presumably because she thought it would harm her image, what other things might she lie about for the same reason?

To sum up, the film introduces us to an unstable and unreliable woman. whose husband has just been killed. A woman who is mainly concerned with keeping up a brave and stately front for the world to see and history books to record. Jackie is playing the part of America’s widow, because she knows that’s how she will be remembered, and she wants to win an Oscar.

As far as I’m concerned, both Jackie Kennedy and Natalie Portman deserve the Oscar for their outstanding performances. I’d give them 5 out of 5 stars.

By the way, the music score was fabulous. It conveyed sadness, distress, and distortion. Here is a short clip.

More information about the film here

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Have you seen the film? What did you think?

Thursday photo prompt: Winter Tryst #writephoto #amwriting #poetry

This poem was written in response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt

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Use the image below to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon (GMT)  Wednesday 22nd February and link back to this post with a pingback.

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Winter Tryst.

The longest season beckons

The coldest winds.

The barest trees shiver across

The barren land.

And yet the sun is kind.

Its golden rays

Tinge chilly skies in shades of pink

And lilac hues,

While a rocking chair waits patiently

On the lonely porch,

For March to bring the warmth of

Spring.