A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in SAMMI’S COMMENT SECTION.
136 words? That’s 36 more words than required in Friday Fictioneers. Naturally I’m compelled to share a flash fiction. Couple that with the fact that I read on Google this morning that this is the anniversary of the lady’s birth. Happy 155th Birthday, Camille Claudel!
Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 136
EXCUSE THE DUST ON MY BLOUSE
“It’s wrong for a girl to dirty her fingers in the mud.” Mère chided little Camille. “It’s against nature.”
Auguste stroked his thick beard. “You are a wonderfully talented sculptor, Camille. Quite a talent indeed. I shall make you my apprentice—take your gift to new heights.”
The nineteen year-old flushed. She couldn’t believe the great Rodin should consider her work worthy of his time.
Now her mother would eat her words.
Auguste pressed his lips against Camille’s neck. “You are as beautiful as you are gifted.”
She melted into his arms. “Mon cher professeur I love you.”
“Alas I cannot leave my Rose.”
Mère fumed. “I always knew you’d bring us shame.”
Camille left Auguste’s studio. Her work became her barricade against pain.
One critic described her as “A revolt against nature: a woman genius.”
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