A story I wrote years ago, still has the power to bring tears to my eyes. I think it has more to do with when I wrote the story and its subject matter.
The Meetings tells the tale from the point of view of a park keeper and what he witnessed in the park as he worked through the seasons. There are two people he sees day after day.
Of course, there is more to the story. I wrote the tale not long after my father passed away. Which might be the reason this story is so dear to me. I sent it off to a magazine called ‘People’s Friend’ and received great feedback but they wanted me to make changes as they felt the park keeper read like he was a stalker.
Of course I tried to rewrite it taking in their comments, but it was rejected by them. They said it had lost its sparkle. I returned it to its original storyline and entered it into a competition where it became an overall winner.
As I sit here editing ‘The Meetings’ ready for its inclusion into my single collection it can still bring tears to my eyes.
Have you written a story that still moves you even after many years have passed?
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