Incredible how you weave the details of life into the strained and angry mother/daughter relationship. It really makes the story come alive and causes me to wish for more with every sentence. Congratulations! ❤️
"She loved her mother deeply, but she also couldn’t stand her." The worst kind of conflict. These lines made me even more grateful that I, personally, was blessed with a loving mother:
"Lorraine would grab him from Grace’s arms and shake him in her face. “See? Antlers, big nose, floppy ears. M-O-O-S-E! MOOSE!” And she’d chuck Teddy across the room. Stupid!" We wonder why was she like that, why such a cruel mouth? What happened in her own young life to make her so nasty to her child?
The irony of the ending just kills me, Connie. Surviving 17 years with such a terrible mother and lost herself soon as she struck out on her own. Brilliantly revealed in eight words "...when she got news of her daughter,..."
This is a Tragedy, capital T. A very powerful piece. One of the best you've ever written.
Congratulations, Connie, for being featured in Top in Fiction! Well-deserved, my friend. This story is tragically beautiful.
Thank you so much, Sharron.
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Incredible how you weave the details of life into the strained and angry mother/daughter relationship. It really makes the story come alive and causes me to wish for more with every sentence. Congratulations! ❤️
Love it
Brilliant, just brilliant!
"She loved her mother deeply, but she also couldn’t stand her." The worst kind of conflict. These lines made me even more grateful that I, personally, was blessed with a loving mother:
"Lorraine would grab him from Grace’s arms and shake him in her face. “See? Antlers, big nose, floppy ears. M-O-O-S-E! MOOSE!” And she’d chuck Teddy across the room. Stupid!" We wonder why was she like that, why such a cruel mouth? What happened in her own young life to make her so nasty to her child?
The irony of the ending just kills me, Connie. Surviving 17 years with such a terrible mother and lost herself soon as she struck out on her own. Brilliantly revealed in eight words "...when she got news of her daughter,..."
This is a Tragedy, capital T. A very powerful piece. One of the best you've ever written.