Fall Writing Frenzy Entry
Well, it feels strange to venture back into the realm of contests and querying, but also, strangely, good. And who knows. I might even be inclined to revisit my poor abandoned blog now and then. So with that, here is my entry into the Fall Writing Frenzy. To find out more about the contest, please visit Lydia Lukidis's blog . Now, onto my entry: The Unbecoming Perched high behind a sheltering wall, the chapel stands silent. I imagine I can still hear the priest’s soft words, the swish of robes, the creak of old knees as they fall to velvet-lined kneelers. I imagine I can still hear the rhythmic clang of the brass censer as it swings, a curl of fragrant smoke guiding prayers up toward heaven. Did they have time to wish for a miracle? Did they wonder if God even heard—or cared? I might have had a wedding here someday. I might’ve stood at the altar in a white dress, while sunlight transferred the colors of stained glass onto the people I loved most. Beneath the golden trees
