There is a trace of spring in the air, as we walk the same route as every day.
“We built it well, Eileen, it looks exactly like when we moved in”
“I still recall that day, how proud we were, how bright the future seemed.”
“Do you recall the parties? Chester’s first school day? The morning sun shining through lace curtains?”
Eileen smiles, her skin’s too tanned, taut, cheekbones showing. Her eyes glazed from hunger.
“I remember the notice from the bank more.”
She pushes our shopping cart brimming with recyclable bottles.
“I think we have enough for dinner now.”
I tried to build my story more from dialogues today. I realized that the sign on the gate means sandcastle, which brought me to thinking of all those people who have lost their home to foreclosure, and I wanted to tell the story mostly through dialogue. I’m curious to know if it works.
Friday Fictioneers is a group of bloggers lead by Rochelle who every Wednesday gives us the same picture to work on. There is a 100 word limit that I try to interpret that you should use exactly 100 words.
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January 27, 2015


It more than works, it is truly a heartbreaking story. Well done, Björn!
I think it’s a story and a fear we can relate to
Dear Björn,
Sad story that’s true for too many today. Not every homeless person on the street is an addict or a drunk. I particularly enjoyed your explanation of how you got from the photo to your story. That’s the idea I keep trying to get across. It’s all in what we see, isn’t it? Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
I think there are many who live on the streets without any other reason than bad luck… I tried to see the sand-castle more as a metaphor without actually mention it in the story itself.
The dialogue was working to perfection, Bjorn. Lovely, although heartbreaking story. Sadly, all too realistic these days. —- Suzanne
I don’t know how common it is that you go from castles to homelessness but I think it can happen.
Your dialogue works, and your metaphor works.
The result is that you have created another powerful piece of fiction.
You do this so well, Bjorn.
Thank you… I’m constantly looking for metaphors, but sandcastles is a little cliche, so I decided not to write it, rather just use it,
Nicely done. Chester is a name out of fashion. I think it’s one that rhymes so easily in the schoolyard that some parents are hesitant to bestow it.
Poor boy.. probably sent to foster care as well… terrible burden with such a name…
This works so well – lots of back story and tragedy in this dialogue. My only minor point is that I’m not sure people use the word ‘recall’ in dialogue. It might sound more realistic to say something like ‘Do you remember…’
This is exactly why dialogue scares me… Thank you for your suggestion… I agree recall is a word I use a lot because it has a nice poetic rhythm…
I agree, it is a lovely word.
I use “recall” multiple times a day in conversation.
Beautifully done. And the dialogue format works extremely well.
Thank you… as I see Friday Fictioneers as my “weekly workshop”, it’s needed to go slightly outside the ordinary comfort zone.
Good way of looking at it.
Your dialogue-driven story works well. By not going into an elaborate description of the property this story can work on many economic levels.
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I think that loosing a property can happen in all economies… and really I think the feeling is universal
Nice. I liked the twist of the ending.
Thanks, I realized that I had not included a twist or conceit in my story in a long time.
I rather enjoyed the dialogue and must admit I took more or less the same direction this week (less the dialogue)!
Ha.. Once I realized the sign said sand-castle it seemed a natural way to go…I imagined myself standing outside the property that once was mine…
I really identified with this because of my own fears and also with your writing, I have toyed with dialogue for storytelling myself. It definitely works here
I think I have a little problem with dialogue mostly because English is my second language… To get the natural voice is what makes it difficult for me.
Well it doesn’t show
You tackled the dialogue and it worked perfectly well for me. A heart-breaking story, full of backstory tragedies shining through and moving smoothly towards the twist I didn’t see coming. I imagine having lost everything and having to see it every day must be extra torture.
I think it would be extra torment, but at the same time you would feel that you have to be close.
It works extremely well. This is excellent.
I had my comment all ready upon reading the title and opening line, expecting it to be about something nice and pleasant: I was going to say, “I too feel a touch of spring in the air today, and it’s pure bliss.” But obviously your story veered in a very different direction than I expected.
I love what you did with “trace,” so subtly playing on kindergarten finger or marker tracing to practice letters, etc, subconsciously setting up the mention of the child and how he might have been affected by all this loss. You really can’t predict this sort of outcome. We’re all just a few steps away from homeless, really. Unforeseen circumstances can wipe us all out, without much warning at all.
I rarely tell a sweet story… really it happens rarely.
Ha ha ha. I should have known. 🙂
I did not see the twist coming: I now wondering was their downfall of an unearthly nature.
I think it might have been bad luck and sleazy bankmanagers really.
Another great story, Bjorn. I like it best when you’re not overly cryptic. Really enjoyed your last few efforts.
Ha.. Yes I can see what you mean… I prefer a story that seems simple at first, but contain many layers… but that’s really hard.
Ouch! This reminds me of a story I heard on NPR yesterday about an elderly gentleman who truly lost it all: well-paid job, his health, his wife. He is now living in an apartment he can no longer afford and providing a space for musical concerts in trade so he might keep a roof over his head. Well done, Bjorn.
I think it’s a case that is all too common…
This so sad, from grace to grass.
I can go too fast many times….
The feelings come through the melancholy yet the sad happiness to still be together.
I’m glad that you saw the light in the darkness… so many times it ends in separation too.
perfect dialogue. no need to change anything at all.
Many thanks… 🙂
I remember telling my older children about homeless people. The words drunks, addicts, or junkies never came up but i explained that it could happen to anyone. For weeks my little girl was worried we would become homeless. Good story, very relatable.
I think it can.. and some of the homeless you can meet without even knowing that they are homeless.. and there are poor persons with somewhere to live as well…
Great story, very effectively expressed. Had me fooled and then hit with impact.
A twist is something that’s really good in flashfiction I think.
It worked very well. Times can go from good to bad in a second.
DJ
I think you are right… it can happen in an instant…
Wow, that title fits so well and pat yourself on the back for the flawless dialogue.
Thank you Victoria… coming from you it’s a big compliment.
I really enjoyed the way you lead us from all those happy moments into their current predicament. I would even say that for this story dialogue works better than any other narrative would.
I think to really understand a bottomless pit you must have been on the surface.
Unfortunately, I’m sure there are numerous people that can relate to this story. Some have been able to start over and build their (sandcastle) again, but many have been unable to and may not even have time left in their life to rebuild what once was.
I hope that most people can get back.. if not to a castle at least to a decent living.
This works extremely well and tugs at the heart. Very well done
Thank you.. I’m happy that all the words worked out.
Yeah. Some memories come rushing sooner than others sadly. 😦 Well narrated. I didn’t see that end coming.
I think we are still happier with memories than without… 🙂
So tragic and true to life. Yes. I do believe it worked telling the story through dialogue. Very well, indeed!
I’m happy that it worked… dialogue is fun, it’s a little bit like eaves-dropping
Sad story….so well penned in so few words. Far too true these days. The shift to the shopping cart and having enough for “dinner now” is telling. Choosing the word “dinner” is telling….and “now” tells me this is what they do now, far too often.
Well done.
To live just for the next piece of food has to be hard and devastating.
Very sad. Nicely built up so that our realisation of their current situation gradually dawns.
Maybe it’s like eaves dropping.. only gradually you realize their predicament..
This is a beautiful and complete story, Björn! I love how the dialogue builds the story before the reader’s mind’s eye — perfectly executed. And so very, very sad!
I think that’s a reason to use a dialogue… the twist or conceit in the story sounds more natural than if you describe.
I agree with the comments on how well this builds an reveals. Very sad.
Thank you.. there is sadness in so many eyes these days.
The dialogues work very well to unfold the story…I say “unfold” rather than “tell” because it slowly reveals layer after layer with each dialogue/word. Well done!
I think that’s what’s with dialogue.. the gradual revelation seems natural… not forced to drive a point home.
Heart-wrenching tale!
Indeed… very much so.
I think this works very well Bjorn.
Thank you.. I think there might be more dialogues in the future.
The dialogue is totally believable, and the sadness palpable.
I like it when sadness come crushing… with a weight ot lead.
It was quite a twist to go from do you remember our beautiful chateau and now we are pushing this shopping cart full of plastic bottles. It is wrenching but it could happen. I liked the line saying ” I think we have enough for dinner.” There are two sentences, one right after the other, where you use the word recall. So I would just suggest a different word like remember or something similar.
I see your point.. but I have a feeling that in actual conversation we tend to echo each other… so using recall repeated makes it more realistic to me… but I definitely see your point.
Yes, especially if the word recall is used commonly in your everyday language or the language of the characters. I think if I were speaking I would use remember but that is just the way I talk. 🙂
Beautifully done, Björn. It is very difficult to recall that English is not your first language! (see how I did that? 😉 )
Your dialogue told the whole, sad story.
Ha.. I think by writing every day it’s possible to be part of a second language… But I clearly understands how recall might sound odd… I guess they where poor poets…
Absolutely! You are proof!
And I know many who use recall so don’t apologise for it!
Sandcastle! That’s a different way of looking at it and adds to the story. I normally try and avoid ‘dialogue only stories’ but sometimes they work well in this format, as this one did.
I know that sometimes a good dialogue has the same way of gradually understanding the meaning… a show not tell… that also gives a possibility to see the scene as new for each line.
It is very well done. The dialogue worked well. As a side note: I had a friend who was homeless – he was living in the college unawares to anybody.You would never know if he didn’t tell you. I also know people who went into foreclosure due to bad loans. The banks were bailed out here in the US, but many of my friends lost their jobs and had to downsize, but fortunately did not have the fate of this couple 🙂
Oh, just curious what happened to Chester?
I think what happened to Chester is the saddest part… most likely he was left in foster-care…
I works very well. But then, I tend to lean toward dialogue.
The shopping cart is a powerful detail.
I have noticed that when you write 100 words it helps to use things that normally would be cliche… it puts you there in scene immediately.
I like the dialogue and think it worked really well. Nice flow and seemed not too telling. It seemed natural, although very sad.
I think it’s very sad… a house you have built yourself is so much more than a mansion bought.
Very true. Something you made with your bare hands is irreplaceable.
poignant,and the dialogues are great. thanks for stopping by on my post
Thank you… I try to visit as many as I can…. 🙂 and you always reciprocate 🙂
Nicely done. And well done with those voices.
Thank you… I like to use FF as a workshop… 🙂
Over-stated at this point, but I definitely think the dialogue works, and you’ve managed it really well! I love the sense of history and grief, in such a brief exchange.
Thank you.. I sometimes have more problem writing spoken words than the written language.
I hear ya! Ditto.
Very well told Bjorn. They say we are all just two missed paycheques away from being homeless.
I think it’s a little better here in Sweden… but there are those who have to big loans.. and it may go quickly…
Big loans are dangerous things… loans that people couldn’t afford are what caused the crash in 2008 and the world still hasn’t recovered from that yet
Decades of history told in a few lines, Björn, that is how powerful dialogue can be. Well done and so heart wrenching too!
Thank you.. so very common.. a heartache so mundane…
Poor couple. Their tragedy is nicely portrayed in your story – the contrast between their past and present lives and fortunes is touching.
I think it’s clear though that they still have each other…
The dialogue works. I also like how you compound the sadness in that not only have their lost their home, but they walk by it every day.
I think it’s because Chester’s foster home is in the neighborhood…
FWIW, Björn, I like dialogue-based stories, and you have executed it well, so it’s a poignant one as well. There’s something foreboding about that “castle” and the photograph, at least as many Friday fictioneers have written it! Great story.
I like them too.. it’s just that I write them so rarely… but I think it’s easier to layer secrets on secrets without being manipulative in dialogue.
Yes, great point, Bjorn. I think just the dialogue marks lend an authenticity and believability to text that the first-person narrator might not, especially when an unreliable narrator exists! So then, when we find unreliable dialogue, that’s even more interesting to me; is it intentional [dishonesty] on the character’s part or is s/he convinced of what they’re saying? It’s fun to puzzle that out; dialogue offers so many opportunities to a writer!