Devour

“Whatever it takes,” he nodded to himself. “Can’t be weighed down with concerns about others. Won’t get anywhere like that.” His eyes strayed to the golden shimmer that was splayed next to the red counter. It was a number larger than anyone had ever had. But not enough. It was never enough. He always needed more. Because stopping meant losing. Stopping meant someone would catch up.

   There was a chime. The number flickered. Six billion nine hundred million ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. His smile widened. The golden number ticked upwards. He glanced back at the red numbers. He had done it. No one would ever be as rich as he was. He was the ultimate. He had everything. The freedom to do whatever he wanted, the power to control the world.

   Almost. The numbers leered. There was more. There was still more he could do. His movements stilled. He stared at the golden numbers that beamed his pride and obsession. Almost.

—-

A small excerpt of a flash fiction I am working on. Exploring the depths of greed.

Her Skin Held Time

I could feel time in her skin.

It was soft and dry and thin like the skeleton of a leaf half decayed.

It told me of days and months and years that had all passed. It told me that more had passed than would come.

It told me to hold her close and treasure her.

Currently Writing To: Traces of You – Anoushka Shankar ft. Norah Jones

Another fantastic song by Anoushka Shankar and Norah Jones. They have such a wonderful connection despite their completely different styles. Being half-sisters undoubtedly helps, but they’re both so musically talented in their own respects, and create such beauty.

More uplifting than the other one I posted, it’s a wonderful way to start the day and settle down at my desk with tea and a fresh mind ready to write.

Currently Writing To: Intuition – Feist

The rainy season has started. The weekend was gorgeous, though, which was a wonderful treat. Slowly getting back into the groove of things. My schedule is finally back to normal, but it’s taking a while to recover. But I’m getting there.

Perfect for the chilly rainy fall days and some hot tea and writing, this song lets you sit back and breathe deeply. Nod your head along. Tap your fingers. And enjoy the tapping of rain against the window.

Currently Writing To: Between the Bars (Cover by Ivanna Maria)

There’s something so resonating about it. Something that keeps me listening over and over again. Beautifully melancholic in the depths of her voice. The pure emotion in her voice touches the heart in such profound ways.

A duet accompanied only by a guitar. Voices lift the music along with the soul.

Currently Writing To: Bach Cello Suites – Mischa Maisky

Mischa Maisky is one of my favourite cellists, and I absolutely adore his version of Bach’s Cello Suites. Definitely worth having a CD copy of it. You can find the full playlist on youtube, as well. An older recording, I believe, but a marvellous one. I love the deep, rich cello tones, and the feeling he puts into his music.

Also I promise to reply to your comments soon! I have been rather overwhelmed with work these days. My apologies!

Currently Writing To: Ecstacy of Gold – Ennio Morricone [Yo Yo Ma]

First of all, I want to say a great big thank you to everyone who gave me music recommendations! I really appreciate all of your help! I’m slowly working my way towards rebuilding my music library! I look forward to going through all of the artists and songs you posted!

This is a piece that I always go back to in my youtube playlist. A phenomenal cellist, and phenomenal piece. Simply gorgeous.

Your Kind of Love

You embrace, as if the word has never done you harm. Your heart remains open even when faced with iron walls.

Your warmth seeps from you to the ungrateful. You shiver, and they turn away, and you smile in understanding.

It is your kind of love that keeps the world spinning.

—-

Reflections on some of the amazing women in my family.

Currently Writing To: You & I – John Legend

Now I don’t normally listen to pop music. I enjoy it, since it’s catchy and fun. But it’s not my usual genre. However, this song, and especially the video, are wonderful. It’s such an important message. It’s powerful because of the sheer number of people who can relate to the video. It’s something we often forget, or do automatically. But we need to remind ourselves that we have to love ourselves for who we are. Our imperfections included.

I love John Legend’s music, for his voice, his lyrics, and his pure talent.

So here’s the video and song that has been on repeat all weekend.

Currently Writing To: Little Lou, Prophet Jack, Ugly John – Belle & Sebastian, feat. Norah Jones

A track that’s perfect for a relaxing summer evening spent sipping on iced tea and getting some writing done. Lovely vocals, wonderful harmonies, and a very chill feel.

Got to enjoy the beautiful weather while it lasts!

The Translator

   “Ah, Sir, I’m afraid-” he paused and frowned as he glanced beside him. “What? No, I can’t say that, it’s rude!” He crossed his arms as the hooded man next to him spoke harshly. “I know you’re paying me to get the job done. I will, if you let me do it. And that threat stopped working ages ago.”

   He shook his head and glanced ahead of him. “I’m sorry about that,” he rubbed the back of his head. “My boss is having a rough day. Oh, yes, I’m sure you are, too!” He raised his hand as angry gestures were thrown his way. “In fact, that’s why we’re here. Ah, you see, the reason you’re so unhappy is because you’re not where you know you ought to be. 

   “Oh, no, no, it’s not your fault. You haven’t done anything wrong, don’t worry!” He smiled. “It’s our job – “ he winced at the jab to his side. “It’s his job to find those like you who have lost their way. I’m just here to translate!” He frowned and leaned forward. “Pardon me?”

   There was a grumbling breeze. 

   “Oh, I’m afraid they’re long gone, now. Nothing left here, as you can see,” he swept his arms around at the ruins around them. “In fact, you’ll have a much higher chance of finding them if you come with us.” He winced again. “If you go with him.”

   The figure beside him offered his hand.

   There was a pause. Then slowly a silver hand, translucent, placed itself into the bony grasp. It was caught and pulled, and they faded from view.

   He sighed, rolling his eyes. “Send me my usual.” He called out. “Honestly,” he muttered,  “sometimes I wonder if it’s worth it.” He shoved his hands into his pockets and made his way from the ruins. The rumours would slowly fade, and soon this house would be no more than a distant memory, eventually consumed by the forest. 

   He stopped and frowned. “Already?” He grumbled. His eyes glinted silver in the starlight, and he disappeared into the woods. “And here I thought I’d get a night off.” His words chased his image into the darkness.

—-

I thought my summer schedule would be lighter, but it turns out I’m working even more. Which is a good thing! But I’ve been neglecting my blog. Apologies!

Birthdays

Christine Fichtner Vancouver

An absolutely gorgeous day

I’m not sure when birthdays started to become days much like any other. As a child, I loved birthdays. The whole day was special. Now that I’m working, it’s just like any other day. Except that I’m older now.

I just use it as an excuse to get my friends together on one day. It’s always hard to organize dinners when everyone has such different schedules.

Today is my birthday, but it’s also my first day back to work. And I got scheduled last-minute to teach another class, so I ended up working more than I expected. Not a bad thing, but I thought I’d be more upset that it happened on my birthday. But I’m not.

And I’m undoubtedly not the first, nor the last, to have this realization. But I’m there now, I’ve had it, and I’m not too bothered by it.

I am lucky that the weather turned beautiful. A cloudless sky, a nice cool breeze, and a hot sun. Perfection!

Christine Fichtner birthday

So I treated myself a bit. Fresh fruit and an excellent read. All in all not a bad day at all. A pretty good return from a wonderful vacation (about which I will post more later this week).

Best of all, tomorrow is Canada day, so I get the day off!