For a long time, the library was able to capture the emotions of stunned visitors. Some emotions remained stuck to the grilles in front of the books, or trickled away down the gaps in the parquet flooring, where they groaned and wished the whole day long whenever visitors glided over them wearing their felt slippers. More oohs and aahs that emanated from the stream of visitors hid in the ornate lettering in old-fashioned script used for the first letter of every page. Soon after, though (that is to say, 200 years ago), such books were all taken up, and there was space for the virginal oohs and aahs only in the printed matter.
The work itself represents what happens when all these emotions work themselves free...
...and that has inspired my writing prompt for today which is to: write about an emotion that has got stuck physically in a building.
2 comments:
Sarah, you've been 'tagged' ! I hope you don't mind - have a look at my site (see "Tagging along" 22/12/06) for the 'rules' and follow on if you care to.
All good wishes,
Karen
SArah, I think this is a brilliant prompt.
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