9 February 2018

Published February 7, 2018 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Fiction

Word Count: 100


            Yellow Tangs and Blue-violet perch floated before Elise, unconcerned by her presence. Sunrays beamed through the crystal ceiling, illuminating purple fan coral that swayed to and fro like dancers. Palming the water, she somersaulted and dove deeper, chasing schools of glistening fish.

            She flipped again, but before she could right herself, long tendrils of seaweed twisted around her wrists and ankles. Try and tug though she might, the plants held tight.

            With a gasp, she woke amid tangled blankets and bedsheets. “Roger Miller was right. You can’t roller-skate in a buffalo herd and you can’t go swimming in queen-size bed.”  





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141 comments on “9 February 2018

  • I love those first images. Makes me long for the Bahamas! Whenever I think of Roger Miller I think of my friend Wayne’s house. His parents had one of those enormous wooden consoles with a record player and radio built in. Roger Miller was in heavy rotation at all times.

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  • Nice story, and, I know where the memories came from. While Roger Miller was a great songwriter, he has some ways to go to catch you. Many nights I think you are trying to swim while you are sleeping. I know this because I am the recipient of the kick or overhand stroke in your dreams. Swim on Spanish Dancer.

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    • Dear Jan,

      Yes, you do know where that memory comes from. Shannon and Sayda’s wedding made it happen. Can we go back? I need some more ginger sauce and a heaping helping of Magen’s Bay. 😉 Thanks for reading and commenting, m’luv. ❤


  • Your beautiful underwater descriptions, and the panic of feeling the seaweed tangling deceived me completely! I hadn’t even begun to suspect it was a dream. Nice one, Rochelle! BTW if you use a duvet rather than bedsheets, you won’t get tangled, you’ll fall out of bed instead…just sayin’

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    • Dear Penny,

      I’m pleased to know that my little misdirect was successful. 😉 Thank you for the duvet tip. I’ll keep that in mind. And thank you for taking the time to read and leave a nice comment.




  • As others have said, really lovely description there Rochelle – the sights and feel of the water so vibrant and real. Then that jolt at the end – we all know how that feels, that horrid rude awakening and you described it so clearly. Top watery marks

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  • Querida Rochelle,
    Por poquito … I almost wrote something along these lines. It was because I’ve been hearing so much about Natalie Wood. She was one of my favorite actresses. West Side Story being my fav.
    The funny part is that I also thought of myself in those – long tendrils of seaweed – but with my curly hair. This one brings big smiles even from the song.
    Muy bueno mi amiga … Abrazos 😍
    Isadora 😎
    ps – that photograph is awesome … lovin’ the HUMOR !!! 😂

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    • Querida Isadora,

      I can relate to the curly hair. 😉 I loved Natalie Wood and West Side Story, too. She was a beautiful woman.

      FYI…I went to a Spanish service at my synagogue (it meets once a month) and I understood quite a bit. Hay mucha genta allí que hablan español y son mis amigos.

      Gracias mi amiga.

      Abrazos y paz.


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  • Very good one, Rochelle! Brings a happy smile! Created a beautiful mermaid picture in my mind, too. Hey, there’s your next art project, giving image to this write. 🙂 ❤

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  • Ha, that last line! I almost thought this story was about to end in tragedy for Elise. Glad she woke up just in time! This actually reminds me of a dream I had years ago, in which I got trapped underneath my own aquarium (water-side down, mysteriously defying gravity) and woke up with my lungs ready to explode because I’d actually been holding my breath in my sleep. I was suffering from glandular fever at the time… I had a lot of unpleasant dreams, during that period. I shall now cease rambling in your comments box. Thanks for the story, and the prompt!

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    • Dear Spaceman,

      I’m so glad you woke up and breathed. And I hope you’re in better health. We all have weird dreams from time to time, don’t we? I’ve had a few like this one, although not exactly like it. My husband can tell you that I don’t swim well in a queen-size bed. 😉 Thank you.



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  • It’s not always easy to starfish in bed!

    This was so captivating Rochelle – so enchanting and entrancing, it feels like we’re swimming along with her, serene and easy. And then the twist! Ahh, very well done and written.

    Shalom 🙂

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      • 🙂
        well you are such a layered person, Rochelle and I am super glad that you host this challenge.
        Over 2017 I have had the chance to see your layered diversity/ You write a lot about your Jewish Heritage and that is always part of your signature style, but you also have a beat on current events and pop culture (something like that). For example, I was so surprised when you had a fiction piece with the Tom Petty memorial.
        And today, Noah was visiting and he is teaching music at a jewish school and I ended up showing in the Mezuzah video on your blog.
        In closing, I have been meaning to say that for a while now (how it has been to see your many layers peel back) and I hope you have a nice rest of February –

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  • Such gorgeous imagery in your opening paragraph. I really started to worry when Elsie got tied up in the seaweed so I’m glad it was all a dream, and love that you can’t swim in a queen-sized bed.

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  • Dear Rochelle,

    That’s brilliant. I thought that Elise was about to have a very dark end, despite the beauty of her surroundings that you’ve described so wonderfully, and there was that clever and amusing twist at the end. Well done.

    All best wishes,

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  • That was a neat flip in the end after the wonderfully descriptive start. I guess a struggle for the blanket can be akin to being caught by the long tendrils of seaweed. That was a funny song I guess we all can be happy if we want to.

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