Musings on personal growth, books, motherhood, writing, and more. "Every hour is saved from that eternal silence, something more, a bringer of new things." – Tennyson
Social gatherings confounded Fiona. She wanted to take in the scene from the comfortable shadows, but she was too full of life and warmth, passion and curiosity, things to say and questions to ask. Far from going unobserved, her vibrancy drew all eyes to her.
But she recoiled when she saw her spotlight. Later, alone, she would gasp for air, her spirit nearly crushed by the weight of attention.
Did she need to find peers whose minds sparkled as much as hers, so she wouldn’t stand out?
Or must she learn, somehow, either to tolerate attention or subdue herself?
For Carrot Ranch’s flash fiction challenge: a 99-word story on the subject “looky-loo”