#FridayFictioneers – And The Music Played On

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Cliff perched atop a stool in his private studio, strumming chords on a sleek six string.

He fancied himself a musician, but the truth of the matter was that he just didn’t have “it.”  What he did have was money enough to buy all the “stuff” of a musician, but money could not purchase what was most important.

That didn’t stop him.  Every night he ran clumsy fingers over strings that seemed to fight him, singing, trying to train his toneless voice.

Drowning his nightly frustrations with alcohol, he looked for hope and good music to come with the rising sun.

WC:  100


#FridayFictioneers is a weekly blog link up hosted by Rochelle over at RochelleWisoff.com. You should check out her sight and perhaps try your hand at writing a 100 word story.

Good luck!

24 thoughts on “#FridayFictioneers – And The Music Played On

    1. I try to believe that as I bang the strings on the ole guitar in the corner. What I know is self taught and pretty bad, but I have fun with it and that’s all that really counts.

      Thanks for stopping by Dale!

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  1. I dreamed of being able to have my fingers fly across the piano keys, but I had to accept my limitations. I enjoy playing, but I’m just average. Good thing it wasn’t the only thing in my life that I wanted to do 🙂

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