Sunday, February 5, 2012

The Last Stroke

Like a kid tagged in freeze tag, my arm halts in mid-air. The work cries for that one last brushstroke. But I can’t do it. Not yet. I don’t know when I’ll be ready. I don’t care how long I have to walk around the easel, stubbing my toes on it. The last stroke could be the one that makes it a masterpiece or a tragedy.
Photography by Matthew Adamson



  1. Aly, oh my this is breathtaking! Loved that last line!

    Do you have a art website? I would love to put it on my blog. Also, thanks for visiting and sharing on my blog. I pray the Lord opens a door for your beautiful words.

    I'm so glad I found this space. :)

  2. Thanks so much, Melanie! Your encouragement comes on a tough day and is oh-so-welcome.

  3. Hi, Aly.
    This blog post reminds me of the way some authors feel about their novels. Some of them say that it's so hard for them to finish a novel and then be forced to say good bye to their imaginary characters. No, I don't mind saying good-bye to my characters, I'm just ready to get the book done already and start another! I hope you have a blessed day.

  4. Cecelia,

    Thanks for your viewpoint. Being a character in a book, I never consider the author's perspective. I was so into my own personal drama when I wrote this. Thanks for a snapshot into how an author thinks. Here's wishing you a much better day than I had on February 5!