A History of Violets

The violet is my favorite flower. Because of my “no hit-and-run” policy, I can’t just drop this random fact on you and retreat. I have to tell you more. For 2007, the violet’s time is already over and most of the things I could say about violets would therefore not seem so fitting. It’s OK. I have something to tell you that relates to the color rather than the flower.

I once wrote a story for a children’s magazine. Violet was the name of one of the characters and her favorite color was purple. I never submitted the story for publication. It’s sad that I finished it but did not have the courage to share it.

I would like to run away now please.

But I won’t.

Some mistakes in life you never get the chance to fix. Others, the option is always there if you’re willing to take it. I can’t submit the story as a contest entry, which was its original purpose, but I can still submit it for regular publication. In other words, it’s a mistake that I can fix.

My promise: I will submit the story to a magazine by the end of the summer; if it is rejected, I will publish it here.

TAHA (The Ambulance Has Arrived…)

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4 Responses to A History of Violets

  1. Faithful Reader says:

    Did you mean the end of summer or the start of summer? You must mean the beginning of summer, which just happens to be this Thursday, because why should it take an entire season, ¼ of a year, 94 days*, 2256 hours to publish… wait for it… a FINISHED story. Enough said.

    * This is the average length of the summer season, not another example of my poor math skills.

  2. chick says:

    It was originally written as a contest entry. The beginning needs to be revamped. Sorry, Faithful Reader. It may take until the end of the summer.

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