Parallel Lives – Sample Fragment 1

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The buzzing sound of the plane engines and the milky view of the clouds with the protruding mountain peaks below failed to provide her with their usual sleepy serenity. Relinquishing control of her life and relying on the mysterious laws of physics to transport her exactly where she needed to be had been replaced by frantic panic, as her fingernails were deeply embedded in the window seat from the beginning of a flight which would normally allow her to spend some of the calmest hours of her existence. She had to make use of all her self-control to complete the boarding procedures and to maintain her resolution of going through with her trip, but she felt the plane would take her nowhere this time – it had occurred to her that she was only drifting, she never really had a clear idea where any of the planes would take her, she was just spinning in a circle, in the vague hope that access to the right flight would eventually be gained, by chance or by mistake. And as she felt falling deeper and deeper, she couldn’t help wondering why she kept leaping from one flight to another, as none of them had proven to be the right one.

For more sample fragments from Parallel Lives, see: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/396169

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Time of Our Lives

We had the time of our lives and it won’t end here:-) . After all, we made it this far when nobody thought we would. Happy Anniversary, my dear one!

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Humanity (Weekly Photo Challenge)

For this week’s challenge, share what humanity means to you. Share a single photo or a collage to represent a sea of humanity.

Paying respects to the dead… Paying respects to history… Appreciating life even more!

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Parallel Lives – Sample Fragment 41

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The few hours stolen away from them by the drive to the mountain resort felt different than their other drives together. They talked some more, they inquired some more, trying to figure out how the day might conclude, the music was still a catalyst, erasing the age difference and the distance between them; but the scenic route they were taking was somewhat ignored this time, nature lost its relevance as human urges took over, bringing them closer even during long silences.

Amalia became lost when she heard him speaking at a point, asking her if she knew and liked the hotel where they would stay. The weird coincidence made her want to scream at him, Robert had mentioned the same hotel that used to be so dear to her mother and her married lover, their favourite choice for intimate escapades. The mother’s sins… Amalia abhorred the idea of following into her mother’s footsteps, even by coincidence. Since when is coincidence a valid excuse? Deep breaths help, focusing on what you want helps, it’s about you and only about you… The dreadful thought and indignation can be slowly smothered, there are unknown mechanisms that always find a way to provide relief and forgetfulness, so we can move on and survive our own demons.

For more sample fragments from Parallel Lives, see: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/396169

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Adventure (Weekly Photo Challenge)

This week, share a photo that says “adventure.”

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Ever since I was a child, I was particularly fond of heights. In fact, having the chance to take in the scenery from the top of a tall building or floating in the clouds has always been a treat for me. This is why I really need to focus on trying to be understanding when it comes to a good friend of mine who cringes at the mere sight of such photos. For him, travelling by plane or even a ride in a cable car are life-threatening adventures. But I still think everything looks nicer seen from above :-) .

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Dialogue (Weekly Photo Challenge)

For this week’s challenge, bring together two of your photos into dialogue.

I mentioned earlier this year that I would like to visit Vienna again, perhaps even have some more of that great apple strudel I tried at Schonbrunn Palace. Without realizing it, that was the opening line in a very enjoyable dialogue on this topic, as somebody dear to me had paid attention to those slightly melancholic words. So you’d like to see Vienna again, he said to me a few days later. I took the spoiled brat approach and replied, I’d rather go to Paris first, if we’re to revisit places… I though the conversation died then and there, but somebody needs to have the last word every time, so in June I was very pleasantly surprised with a long weekend in Vienna. What can I say… given how nice our little getaway was, I think I can live with occasionally not having the last word :-) And the strudel was as great as I remembered it. One thing had changed though – the flowers in the Palace gardens were now different, a bittersweet reminder of the passage of time, whispering to me that spring and summer are never alike and years will leave a mark on anything and everything.

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Fray (Weekly Photo Challenge)

Don’t stand on the sidelines: join in and show us a photo that says “fray” to you.

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I took a look at some of the pictures I’ve taken in various places by the sea and it’s amazing how many images of frayed leaves managed to sneak in, often unnoticed. They’re nice, distinctive marks, reminiscent of those worm, sunny times. :-)

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Parallel Lives – Sample Fragment 40

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Some journeys are not just about the destination, but the cliché doesn’t apply to all situations; and if all their previous outings had been about nothing else but the experience itself, a means to discover each other’s secrets and hidden frustrations, past and present, the current one was all about where it would take them, the climax of this stage. It occurred to him that he couldn’t remember when he last waited for so long before sleeping with a woman; whether it was casual or not, sex would always follow soon after opening lines. It occurred to her that she may appear to be the prude she was not; she had initially thought he was a good choice for a first one night stand, not just as a first married man. And instead they had dragged everything, she allowed for things to become something slightly different, to know him and to like the person he was behind the wedding ring. They could and should wait no longer, everything had to get on the right path and neither one of them wanted to avoid or postpone the destination anymore.

For more sample fragments from Parallel Lives, see: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/396169

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