For the month of April, fellow author, Thea Atkinson is streaking through 30 blogs and flashing us a piece of fiction. I generously offered her a space today so she could expose a piece. My blog will be back to normal tomorrow. In the meantime, enjoy and follow the links at the end to see who she flashed yesterday and who she will flash tomorrow. Feel free to leave a comment to let me know if you enjoyed the streak, and you are welcome to tweet it or share it on Facebook. You can also follow the chain through twitter with the hashtag #blogstreak
By Thea Atkinson
Audrey never developed her photographs in color, and it surprised me, you know. I thought most photographers enjoyed the challenge of getting them just right under chemicalization, of using the veracity of blue or the illumination of white to set things up. Like a story, use colors to set the mood, the tone, to draw the eye. And really, Audrey always wore brilliant colors, drawing out what she wanted people to see by adding a dash of yellow in just the right spot. Her house was surrounded by flowers of every hue. Once I even saw her wear crimson shoes with a purple dress. I always saw her ensconced in color, and she breathed it to me in our conversations.
“Red is in, and I thank God for it,” she said to me as we sipped at a delicate brew of green tea and orange peel. “I was getting tired of brown.”
I murmured my agreement. “Sarah wears a lot of brown,” I said. “I wonder if she’ll have to buy a new wardrobe.
Audrey’s face looked pickled. “Sarah will never buy an entire wardrobe just because a color goes out of fashion. Maybe a sweater. Yes, a sweater. She’s Jewish, you know.”
I stared at her, surprised that she saw everything in black and white.
Other Blog Streak Dates
april 29 pump up the book
april 30 topshelf
May 1: streak wrap up
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