Wednesday, 5 June 2013


'She was courting an isolation never known to her before. The walls were humming with a silence that could be felt and seen, she knew she was undeniably alone. Not even a creature or a wisp of something unknown lingered on the air to watch her.

She felt the urge to write and wrote such words of depth and understanding, of the people she watched and reached out to with the bones in her fingers stretching and clicking in her many attempts. They would not hear her or see her grasping hand, she was concealed behind a glass so thick she could trace the bubbles of its impurities with a changing heart

As she wrote into the days and nights, needing less and less light to read her words, blocking out the light, shielding away from the windows like a flower closing its face to the dusk. Her finger tips grew soft and pooled out like melted wax, they stuck to everything she touched. She stroked the cool walls with a deep yearning to walk them. Skin untouched by the sun, started to pale to a translucent sheen with its visible marbling of blue tinted veins. 

Her pupils lost their definition and eyelids as thin as white rose petals claimed their place over her iris.

When they find her shed skin, lost behind a carved chair, with its paper thin markings of a woman consumed by herself. With all she left behind, the pages on pages of fiction, prose, poetry and the unknowable love she created on paper, 

could they ever know what she went through …'

It's been a long time since I posted some micro fiction on here, maybe I fell out of love with it for a while (and concentrated mostly on poetry and prose) but now I'm back experimenting again.

I have been spending a lot of time alone recently and they say 'write about what you know' - so I was inspired to write about being alone. As I was writing this the story unfolded about a woman turning into a lizard and it just flowed out of me. I am really pleased with it, it's beautiful and a bit creepy lol - let me know what you think? I love the part about the fingers melting like pools of wax :)

It felt right to call my piece Eden. I did a bit of research into lizards in mythology and was drawn to the Christian ideas around lizards/reptiles. Even though it's a snake in the bible that tempts Eve, lizards are still a part of Christian ideology and I found a lovely quote attributed to St Gregory, who on watching a lizard basking in the sun, said that the lizard might symbolise;

'the soul that humbly seeks enlightenment'

I have already found two people interested in guest blogging, I'm really looking forward to reading their posts. I hope maybe my micro fiction piece inspires a few other people to have their say on poetry, prose or micro fiction.

Happy Wednesday 


  1. My goodness! You are a unique individual! I loved this. This is something to truly be proud of. I've never heard or read anything like this. The flow was perfect and beautiful and the character was her own and nothing else. Masterpiece, in truth!

    1. Wow, thank you for such an inspiring comment and I'm glad you enjoyed it so much. I am very proud of this piece, I really do think it is one of my best so it's great to hear that you loved it also :)

  2. Glad you came back to experimenting with the short short form, Jade. Lovely meeting you in the mob and reading your work here.

    1. Hi Michelle

      Thanks for commenting, it has been a great experience to be part of Flash Mob and something I would definitely be a part of again. I'm loving experimenting with flash fiction again, it has a lot of freedom to be very colourful :)