Paris – Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, the standard, and the prompt photo.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture below, which this week is supplied by myself.

© C. E. Ayr

Click here to hear the author read his words:


I remember the little hotel in Montmartre.
The street artist who drew our caricatures.
The weekend we couldn’t afford.
Which was the best of my life.
We stayed together for some years after that.
Then you left, of course.
We both knew you were too good for me.
The speed of my decline surprised everyone.
But not me.
I had nowhere to go except down.
You weren’t my first love.
But you were my last.
For me, there could never be anyone else.
I hear again Mr Bogart’s immortal words.
We’ll always have Paris.
And I throw away the photos.

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74 Responses to Paris – Friday Fictioneers

  1. When my mum and I went to London and Paris, someone drew her caricature and offered to show her the sights of Paris. Sad tale.


  2. subroto says:

    He will always have the memories. Sad, touching and poignant.


  3. Wonderful job. I was grabbed, and wanted to cry “Don’t throw them away!” But you made him so real, I can believe he will.


  4. tedstrutz says:

    ‘Of course.’ Good one. Thanks for the photo this week, CE, got a story out of me.


  5. Liz Young says:

    She really got to you, didn’t she – perhaps throwing away the photos is cathartic?


  6. Perfectly captured bitter sweet, elegiac and moving.


  7. What no body? Oh, you left Iain to do it this week.
    I guess it doesn’t matter who does the killing as long as we finish them off.


  8. Beautifully told and very sad. I don’t think throwing the photos away will rid him of the memory though. He’s cursed to always have that.


  9. When we’re young we always think of first loves. We forget we will grow older, and one day that romance might be the last. Bittersweet. Thank you for the intriguing prompt!


  10. Beautiful and sad at the same time. He is resigned to having her for a time knowing she would one day leave. It was worth being with her. Excellent writing, C.E.!


  11. Thom Carswell says:

    Pain just seeps out of this one, C. E. A masterful study of heartbreak.


  12. Lynn Love says:

    I agree with Neil – these lines are very strong. But the tone is what I love. The narrator’s life is hopeless, but they’re resigned to it. Almost as if they were expecting all along. A tragedy in the truest sense.


  13. draliman says:

    Very sad, very well written.


  14. maria says:

    Ah, sometimes letting go is the braver step.


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  16. plaridel says:

    henry miller once said the best way to get over a woman is to turn her into literature. there you go.


  17. Nobbinmaug says:

    Every one seems like the last one. “I’m not doing that again.” You captured that melancholy well.


  18. pennygadd51 says:

    Beautiful poignant story, CE. I feel for the guy. A shame that memory wasn’t enough for him; at least he’d experienced the love of his life.


  19. Incredible story! And as always, the reading brings it to another level.


  20. James McEwan says:

    Such a great piece that captures the depth of a broken soul.


  21. Beautiful. Each line packs a punch.


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  23. Yes, this was damn good. Very impactful story, Ceayr.


  24. wmqcolby says:

    Nailed it, NAILED it, CE. I loved that line of “We both knew you were too good for me.” Best one in the house.


  25. wmqcolby says:

    Nailed it, nailed it, CE. That line about the both of you knowing she was too good for you …. hilarious! Seems it’s Casablanca week at FF.


  26. trishsplace says:

    I also turned my head sideways to figure out the picture! Lovely story.


  27. trentpmcd says:

    Very nice. I had a similar thought, but ended upbeat instead. As Iain said, too good of a line to not be used again….


  28. Dear CE,

    Beautifully written. Poignant, touching and sad.




  29. granonine says:

    Palpable sadness and despair. Beautifully constructed, CE, as always.


  30. Varad says:

    Very punchy, impactful lines. Nicely done, CE.


  31. Anita says:

    Last love.
    You can’t forget her any time. Photos can be thrown, but memories live on!

    Liked by 1 person

  32. That was really beautifully done! (And thanks for supplying this week’s pic!)

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos


  33. Sandra says:

    Moody, broody and poignant. You do this well.

    Liked by 1 person

  34. Iain Kelly says:

    We had the same thought – it’s too good a line not to use. Our main characters could be related 🙂


  35. Tannille says:

    So much to unpack with so little words. What a great character.


  36. neilmacdon says:

    I loved the lines “You weren’t my first love. But you were my last.” Cracking stuff!


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