This week, from the Carrot Ranch we have this prompt – Norah Colvin guesting for Charli Mills:
April 20, 2016 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write about a circle in your life. Is it a supportive circle, or a circle that entraps you? What’s its significance? Take you where the prompt leads.
Which makes me think of this
I saw the Thomas Crown Affair a while after it came out. I thought McQueen the man I wanted to be and Dunaway the woman of some sort of dream I think it better not to explore any further.
The lyrics were meaningless but all the more meaningful for that.
Like Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
the Hole in My Shoe
there seemed to be more to the lyrics than I could fathom.
It was like standing on the outside of the circle while others played inside and I wasn’t admitted to the inner club, I didn’t have the key. Circles are inclusive of those inside them but I lacked whatever it was to be ‘in’.
Back then, at the end of the sixties and in the early seventies revolution was in the air. As with Thunderclap Newman
A cleverer man than me, though, pointed out that a revolution is a circle and, as with all circles you eventually come back to where you started. Same with revolutions.
I’ve always been suspicious of circles. Like bicycle wheels they have a habit of collapsing in on me.
And so to the flash. Mary and her daughter Penny are having one of those chats
Round and round
‘I hate homework.’ Penny glared at Mary. ‘Why do you make me do it?’
‘It’s just the way it is.’
‘Great. So the abused becomes the abuser, huh?’
‘Penny! That’s an awful thing to say.’
‘What did grandpa say? What goes around, comes around.’
Mary wiped her hands. ‘Ok, stop. Don’t do it.’
‘No, you’re right, you need to break the circle. If you don’t want to, don’t. You’ll explain to your teachers, I’m sure.’
Mother and daughter stared at each other. Penny sighed. ‘Ok I’ll do it.’
‘You can always circle back later.’
‘Ha bloody ha, mum.’
You can find more of Mary’s story here