a bit of prose

graphic courtesy of colourbox.com

It’s difficult to argue with the sheer artistry of attraction.  Thing is, it all started with a misspelled word didn’t it? Your green eyes threw sparks at me when I pointed it out to you.  Oh, sure, you could recite passages from more literary works than I had read - - or even wanted to - - dilettante that you were.  You’d long since convinced yourself you were impressive and just assumed others would agree.  Yet there I was - - the girl in the front row of class - - correcting your spelling.  Yea, I had guts and I didn’t even know it.  Back then I thought it was just honesty and, hey, it was the best policy, n’est pas? 

 

What I knew for sure is I hated you - - that is whenever I didn’t want you.  Those muscled arms called out to me.  I admit it, I longed to be the chalk in your hands.  Sure, I worried. I knew all I’d have left after a relationship with you was a few regrets and a paper cut to show for it.  Somehow that didn’t stop me from wearing my shortest denim skirt and my tightest tank top on Tuesdays and Thursdays.  Yea, you saw me.  You noticed.  You wanted me too. 

 

It was all so simple then.  Nineteen seventy one and anything seemed possible.  I still smile when I remember that misspelled word though...and wonder if you remember.

 

Reviews

[emmajoy]

A brilliant ' how it is and never forgotten' piece of writing that lies pon the mind just a little uncomfortably - so clear it is. How one wanted, still does, that one too much, one's guts and heart scream and sleep drives night into frenzy!
You write with such power, emotion, never too much or too little, Lydi. .

(Had to turn to the past to find words i'd not recently reviewed!)

[Lydia Shutter]

I am an emotional being...no question of that! :) Thanks so much, Emma. Lydi**

[emmajoy]

You're very welcome, Lydi - always have been.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I had a major crush on my sixth grade teacher. I remember it well. That's when I started asking my mom if I could wear nylons to school. Lol, I was so impressionable...don't ask! Anyway, I used to clean his erasers after class...he didn't even have to ask me! He was handsome, cordial, and put up with me and my twin cousins - all in the same class.

I wholeheartedly agree with Kara...this is a side of you I've never seen before, but I'd really, really like to see more of! You paid attention to detail, and that always wins me over! Great job, Lydi!

[Lydia Shutter]

I used to write short stories for magazines back in the day. It helped me pay for college. Trust me, not all the words I write come out of actual situations.....some are pure fantasy. Thanks for the review, Kelly. Lydi**

[Paul Bell]

He remembers alright, not the correction, to conceited for that. But the short skirt, tight top, oh yeah, he remembers.

[Lydia Shutter]

:) Thank you so much, Paul. Lydi**

[Goyo Armstrong]

I enjoyed this. It reminds me of a journal entry -personal but with a strong voice.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Pueblo. Lydi**

[1VJ]

Aptly reminded of a rendezvous with an old college prof, I'm not so sure about simpler but it seemed easy at the time. It's very relatable and my memory smiled. Love the chalk reference too.

[Lydia Shutter]

Glad I could spark a memory for you. Thanks for the review. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love this lydi...

"the chalk in your hand"

saying...write my name on the blackboard of your heart!

[Lydia Shutter]

:) I should add that line to my words! Thanks so much, Jacob. Lydi**

[Lyn Anderson]

This is a side of you I hadn't seen yet. I love it. Very well done. Vivid in its description. Brings the reader in. Now, one little thing, there is a strange character in the you'd -- assuming it's a glitch? Unless it has a purpose that eludes my literal mind? I am just dying to know what the word was ...

[Lydia Shutter]

I have absolutely no idea what that was....it was not in the original I typed on Microsoft Word....hhhmmmmm....not sure, but it is gone now! Thanks for the review, KL. lydi**

[Jibey]

A charming vignette - capturing those moments when the electricity flows between two people and the strange and complex ways of attraction dance in our psyche.

[Beccy]

Goodness me Lydia, never mind the sheer artistry of attraction, this is the sheer artistry of words writ large.

Truly, I just love this, and that line, 'I longed to be the chalk in your hands,' genius!

Beccy.

[Lydia Shutter]

Beccy, thank you so much! Lydi**