They sit around the table, ten women, their years stretched between fifty-five and eighty-three. They take a mug of tea and a shortbread biscuit between their stiff fingers and they wait a while.
On a small patch of green beside the library in this close community on the hill, once a year we tell stories in a marquee while the sun blazes, the rain beats and the wind howls.
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The people down there are walking on the concrete pavement, sitting on wooden benches, driving in their metal cars. The city is a constant loop of vehicles, smoke and smog, and noise. It goes around and around and I can see its shunted and criss-cross movement like the leaves on the tress see the ants below.
Our winner this month is “Summertime” written by Fiona M Jones! A big thank you to everyone who participated, it’s always great reading all the pieces that come in.
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She’d sat in the pub with them. Her son, now sixty, and his wife and two daughters. They’d insisted on bringing their golden retriever dog with them, even though Janice had made it plain by the face she pulled that she didn’t like the idea. And she’d been right. The dog had sat by the table all the way through their meal, his big puddle eyes staring and flicking from the food to the people, and back again. It made her uncomfortable, she didn’t like it, and she knew her son, and his wife especially, were tired of that, but still she didn’t like it.
a response to May’s #Wonderfold Prompt Our winner this month is “Love” written by Jean Holland! Thank you to all who participated and please remember to keep submitting because you never know who our next winner will be! Love ‘ neath nail beds of gardeners…
We’d done the shops, the vast light spacious shiny shops, we’d sat last night and drank halves of amber beer in a bar with high stools and reclaimed tables. We’d walked the long straight roads and felt the endless rain beat our umbrellas and splash our shoes. Sandstone buildings rose around us up into the grey sky and the pavements went on and on until they met the tangle of the motorway.
a response to January’s #Wonderfold Prompt
Our winner this month is “Growth” written by Debbie Feller! Thank you to all who participated and please remember to keep submitting because you never know if you wil be our next Wonderfold Winner!
As I sit in the warm dining room of JS Graustein, I relax with a warm cup of tea as we settle in for our next Folded Word chat. #Wanted is the brainchild of that discussion. Now that the Editor in Chief has taken over acquisitions I wanted to find out what she’s looking for in submissions as we bring in a new editorial for the future. This article will look in depth at the topics, length, and details for the perfect Travel Narrative submission. As we got deep into conversation, one thing became clear with submissions of any kind. The submission must explore human interaction with the landscape as well as make the landscape the main focus and all other inhabitants of the land secondary to the narrative. Below you will find the formula for your Travel Narrative submission that will ensure it follows our submission guidelines.
“Because I just can’t take anymore.”
“Don’t be so dramatic.”
“I’m not being dramatic, we’ve walked round this shopping mall ten times, we’ve been in every shoe shop there is.”