Experience,  Fiction,  microfiction

The Fall

Summer spun Autumn across the soggy lawn, dipping her dramatically, then carefully dropping her in a pile of recently raked leaves. She giggled as they crunched beneath her weight.

Her shirt had come untucked in the playful scuffle, her midriff now bare, allowing the brittle kiss of nature to touch the strip of creamy skin. Her auburn hair, liquid silk against the swirling jumble of colors, ochre, rust, and avocado, created a stunning backdrop…a mental postcard baring the message, all good things come to an end.

Summer smiled down at her, his white teeth made more brilliant by the tan of his skin and the blush of his lips. But it was a sad smile.

Autumn’s high-pitched laughter echoed against the darkening sky, the charcoal clouds muffling the tinkling sound. Her gray eyes softened as she disappeared under the leaves. Summer’s smile receded.

He had known this time would come.


I’ve been gone awhile. You might have noticed. 

It’s been a busy season. A new job/position, an internship, school. my son is at the perfect age where he’s involved in everything, but can’t drive himself anywhere, so…I’m a taxi service, as well. Also, Mr. D has moved to night shift, so I’m on my own quite a bit.

It’s the perfect storm of activity, and it simply swept me up. To save my own sanity, I stepped back from the blog for awhile to give myself space to adjust to these new demands and routines.

As always, I appreciate your patience and continued support. 

Possibly, absence makes the heart grown fonder…



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  • Missy

    I had noticed and it is good to see you back. It sounds like things have been pretty full on but I am glad that you are doing well. Lovely piece of writing too. Missy x

    • Brigit Delaney

      Thank you. It’s been a busy stretch, and it likely won’t get much better this year, but I am getting used to the new routines and am improving at setting boundaries and saying no at work. More than anything, it was about finding motivation to write.

    • Brigit Delaney

      Thanks, Julie. Sometimes life’s seasons take me away for a bit, but I always seem to find my way home. Leaving also really highlights the readers who matter most, because you are always right here waiting to cheer me on. I appreciate that more than words can say.

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