beyond story

Ever after . . .

The End


Narrative arcs are tidy. They are also deceptive. Confining. Unattainable.

Story sometimes crushes the ordinary. The perplexing. The repetitive.

Description ascribes more meaning than the sensory experience of a rubbery keyboard cover, clicks emitted by the shower-head, the lingering scent of sautéed onion, a white screen with Times New Roman letters clicking into existence, the slight taste of mint chapstick . . .

Time, punctuated by repetitive buzzes from group texts, that newly offers the space to be answered immediately. Twinkling timer ringtones that seal off meditation from the rest of the day. Neighborhood walks determined by weather, not by schedules set by others.

The absence of school bells.

About jaclynfre

Tech integration specialist, recipe adventurer, fast walker, sporadic writer, aunt, sister and daughter
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2 Responses to beyond story

  1. Tim Gels says:

    There is so much here, but what grabs me the most is your passage on time. Lately, things seem to be moving faster than ever while also seeming to be going nowhere at all. With daily routines missing, it’s easy to feel adrift. Thank you for this piece.

    • jaclynfre says:

      Thanks for your thoughtful response. I feel like I’m doubting myself as the role I play in people’s lives is slipping away. This comment means a lot. Take care!!!

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