Friday Fictioneers – The Sculptor
Once again it is time to enter the melee that is Friday Fictioneers; once again I will be stunned by the variety of offerings my fellow participants share and once again I will be inspired by them, intrigued by them, amused by them and fall in love with them.
The usual rules apply. The photograph is copyright to Claire Fuller so please don’t use it without her permission. It’s 100 words, give or take the odd character and thanks go to Rochelle the Wise for organising the high jinks.
You could hear the tap, tap tap of the hammer and chisel from over 100 yards before you happened across the little shed he worked out of. The sound carried you, magically, along; encouraging you, engaging your senses until you felt you just had to know what caused it.
And when you finally entered, he’d look up from the stone and smile, inviting you to sit down and watch a while, explaining the current piece with pride.
And the tap, tap, tap would carry on until its soporific effects took hold and you fell into sleep, ready for carving too.
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Thanks Rich, I’ll have a look at that over the weekend and see if I can work out your challenge of finding the right breaks 🙂
not sure if anyone already said this, but if you break that in the right spots, you’ll have an excellent poem.
Ha! I wish I had superpowers. Though, maybe not if they aldo tempt me to do harm with them!
So do I 🙂
Thanks Rosemary, I enjoyed putting this one together very much 🙂
A real twist, Linda. Well done.
Thanks Erin, I appreciate the comment 🙂
Oh what a wonderful phrase you use there, ‘creep stick’, I must remember that, thanks 🙂
Yes, it definitely worked Janet 🙂
I think it worked even better than I’d hoped it would, especially as the comments are so positive about it 🙂
Why thank you very kindly 🙂
Mmmm, my partner is getting a little concerned at the side of me I tend to show in Friday Fictioneers Claire 🙂
Thank so much for the lovely compliment Rochelle 🙂
I obviously lulled you into a false sense of security Doug 🙂
Thanks so much for the compliment Bjorn 🙂
Why thanks Boomie, I really appreciate your comment 🙂
Thanks 🙂
Obviously, you know something we don’t then Ann 🙂 and thanks for the lovely comment too.
My partner, Steve, has been complaining about the noise I’ve been making all night LOL 🙂
Tap, tap, tap …you are very sleepy. Yo will cluck like a chicken when I say the word pinochle. How interesting you chose this way with the prompt.
Sinister twist, well done. I’m fascinated in that a good number of stories prompted by this photo, seem to manifest a subconscious idea of the artist as in possession of supernatural powers or are in touch with those who have. And sometimes use these to harm others. This includes my own. And I’m an artist!
Awww 🙁
Oh my…hypnosis at it’s best. I was thinking how soothing and poetic, that ending was brilliantly done.
First of all, it’s great that you wrote it in second person. I have tried a few times, but without success. Then the twist from nice anticipation to the lulling chill. Very clever.
Dear Linda,
I am ready for carving now. Good job this week.
Aloha,
Doug
Dear Linda,
Nice job of lulling me into thinking this was just a nice story. Love the stublety of your twisted ending.
Shalom,
Rochelle
A lovely story, with a gruesome ending.
Nice to see a story in the second person – well done, it worked well.
I am giggling. I love it.
the repetition of the tapping lulled me toward that twist ending. nice work.
Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww! So relaxing and lovely and then you brought the hammer down (so to speak.)
janet
Sitting, smiling, enjoying. Right up until the last line, when you slapped me with the creep stick – fantastic!
It seemed so lovely until the twist at the end. Eerie….
Oh Linda this is so well written and chilling. 🙂
Very clever and very creepy. I hope I never meet that sculptor 🙂