Adulation #amwriting

I don’t think I’ve ever felt bad about one of my Friday Fictioneers stories before, but I guess I have about my last one. I didn’t go over it the 552 times that I usually do, which meant it had gaps.

So, I’m a bad person, but am greedily offering a second try. It’s called Adulation. Thank you for reading!


My big brother took me to the exposition. His band was playing.

I floated in gossamer dreams.

“This is my music,” he said, dissolving into poetic grunge.

Thirty years later, famous, he’s onstage, eyes webbed red, resembling a bloody gossamer dream. He cajoles me, “It’s part of the show.”

I can only believe him. I’m a kindergarten teacher. I teach kids how to draw a turkey by outlining their fingers.

His eyes belong to no one I know.

The dissolving grunge poet disappears behind an entourage.

The ambulance arrives.

I’m never close enough to grasp his hand as he fades.

end 1/7/2018

Sascha Darlington

20 thoughts on “Adulation #amwriting

  1. Dear Sascha,

    I suppose, to her, he’s the one who’s had an exciting, if not destructive life. I liked the contrast of herself as a kindergarten teacher. Methinks the lady has made the better choice. Sad and wistful…nicely done.



  2. First off, you are not a bad person!
    Oh the stories we tell ourselves to accept our choices. Such a sad reality for way too many musicians… Well done, Sascha!

    1. Thank you, Dale. I’m not feeling so bad today. 🙂
      Yes, I think it’s very difficult to creative and talented people to launched into the stratosphere and have their heads stay on straight.

      1. I couldn’t remember whether you did or not. In any event, you deserve it, so I nominated you anyway 🙂 Many don’t accept but they are the ones I enjoy so what choice do I have? hehe

  3. Dear Sascha
    You’ve told that story very well, and I enjoyed reading it several times. It’s poignant, in the little sister’s loss of her brother. However, you cleverly imply that he has been a dreamer and a visionary; he’s paid a high price, but perhaps – for him – it was worth it. And maybe the sister feels just a little that she might have done something more glamorous than kindergarten teacher. (I don’t say better – I think kindergarten teachers do the most important job of all. They are our promise that our society will survive and be civilised)

    1. Thank you so much for your thoughtful comments, Penny! Yes, she might have longed for something more glamorous, but watching her brother may have made her more pragmatic. And, I agree. Most teachers are not given the respect they deserve.

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