We’re focusing on personification in memoir for Write on Edge today.
Fingertips
She cupped me in her soft hand, and we both felt it.
A tingle. A longing
She reached for me in the late hours, bleary-eyed and insatiable.
I felt every ridge of her warm, padded fingertips.
I wanted all of her. And she me.
In the car. On the couch. Even on a park bench.
Faces blurred like fogged windows. Voices faded away as we danced to our intuitive rhythm.
Over time, she left me drained and sluggish. Dark shadows crept under her eyes, and an ache spread. Guilt mewed like a cat.
Her husband had started to notice.
“I can’t continue this,” she whispered. “I have to let you go.”
She came back many times. But then, she walked away. Traded me in for a mere shadow.
And her hand, which once cradled me with such glorious softness, is now so very light, and so ready to feel the sublime textures of the real world.
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With gentle love to my former smartphone.
LOVE LOVE LOVE! the piece, the new look, all of it! and you, of course.
Thanks, my friend. I was wanting to own my name and have a bit more interactive-ness. Maybe I’ll be a better friend/blogger. I’ve been sucking like a Dyson as of late. XOXO
Now that is personification. And gorgeous. And kind of sexy.
Also, the blog looks good on you, if I do say so myself.
Isn’t it lovely? I wonder who made that charming little beast? The relationship one has with one’s phone can be a very, um, intense relationship for sure.
Hysterical! Nice new digs!
Thank you so much! So happy to be all legit!
My husband has accused me more than once of having an affair with my phone. He gets mad if he wakes up and I’m on it.
Congrats on the new site!
Traci
Thanks. I was getting really, really bad. Insane, obsessive levels of phone-age.
When it was time to upgrade, I made myself downgrade so that I would occasionally speak to my family.
Most people aren’t as all-or-nothing as I seem to be!
Dude. You had me with “occasional ninjas.”
Oh yeah.
I’m just trying to not take it all too seriously.
So, occasionally, I’ll throw in a ninja. Why not?
Glad to see you over here! xo
It feels right! ‘Bout time, too!
Oh my goodness! That was brilliant. You are so smart and strong to let that smart phone go–I’m much too weak.
And I love the new blog! The more I blog, the more I think about making the jump to WordPress.
It took me over 4 years. But I’m happy.
And as for the smartphone…I was tired of seeing photos with me hunched over the damn thing, instead of doing whatever was photo-worthy. But I’m not gonna lie…I still miss it.
Of course I love you new “Room of One’s Own” (could V. Woolf have even imagined?)
This piece is great; it’s a little steamy, which is funny, but it does really capture the way that technology draws us in a little at a time.
Enjoy those real world textures, my friend.
Yay! It did what I intended.
It really was starting to feel a little adulterous. I would try to focus on the husband, but my mind was often elsewhere, with some(thing) else.
Ah, so great! I was guessing the whole time. A coffee mug? Prayer beads? No, dummy, A SMART PHONE.
Such a pretty piece written about such a simple and obvious thing. Can you even imagine life without them?
I would have a hard time without my phone.But I did give up the “smart” part. It’s mostly okay, partly because I gave up the phone the same time I acquired a new MacBook.
I like the romance in this piece, even if it is with a phone. This is the second one i’ve read that used a phone, both had such a unique and interesting take. Nice work.
I’m so glad you liked it! Our phones are special!
I like your new digs! Very nice.
This is so perfect. And it completely illustrates a big reason why I haven’t made the leap to owning a smart phone. I don’t think I would ever be able to put it down.
That was exactly what happened to me. It was becoming a problem, no joke.
What a beautiful ode to a phone. I love it.
Hee! Thanks. It was a phone, but what we shared was special!
Ha! I love it! Was thinking EVERYTHING but a smart phone. Great twist, and I will admit: I’m now looking at my own smart phone in a whole new light.
Awesome job.
I’m so glad it worked as a twist. And even my husband called the phone the “other man in our relationship”
In the beginning of the piece I thought “cigarette” but as I continued reading I realized it was your phone, then I realized my smart phone is a little like smoking. A hard habit to break. Well done! I really enjoyed this!
Eeep! Shades of me and the iPod! Very well done. I’m almost sad about your break up. But it was probably for the best. Shhh, don’t tell my husband about the iPod and I!
It’s between us!
Awesome. I’m in awe of your self control. I’m debating giving mine up for Lent. Or red wine. I’m not sure which one would be more difficult.
Kind of tells me I should probably give up both, ey?
Love your new digs! Love you – A