This Island

This Island

A Story by Rhonda
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This is a work in progress.

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On this island there are many living beings. They fight, murder, strangle, envy, love, regret, and suppress each other.

 

One such being is a proud woman. She has bleach blonde hair, which is always perfectly done. She cares for no one. What is her best quality? Her toughness. She’s amused when they try to hurt her. How could they – she cannot even hurt herself! Her home has high white walls, thin stark sheets, and little furniture. She sits blank and stares into the beautiful nothingness. The island is secure with her in control.

Her arch enemy, the one she hates, lives next door. This enemy is pure emotion. Her hair is sparse; she has no time to manage it. She feels everything, expresses it with her soul. The only instrument of expression in which the proud woman allows this emotional woman to use is the pen. She writes; the walls of her home are chiseled with emotion, her soul visible within the writings on the wall. The island is suspicious of her.

 

On a joint island lives a free spirited, nature based woman. Her hair is red, in loose waves. She wears no makeup, has no desire for expensive clothing. She lives off the land; her walls are the clear blue sky, endless. She knows what herbs are used for, makes everything she owns from natural resources. She is one with nature. She loves, she is love. In her spare time she meditates, dreams, and dances. The island loves her, and fears her.

The other side of the island is the home of another woman. She is the best friend of the proud woman on the next island. This woman is confined, restricted, blinded. Her face is undistinguishable with the makeup she wears. Her walls are black; her gray hair in a tight bun. The air surrounding her is artificial—her life is artificial. The island hates her.

 

I know this island well, it’s many facets. I hate it, love it, understand it, and am utterly confused by it. I want it to grow; I want it to dry up.

 

I am this island.

 

© 2008 Rhonda


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I liked this. It captured all of those wonderfull character traits of the female form. I wonder if a man had wrote this, there would have been one inhabitant on the island. LOL

Posted 16 Years Ago


The first thought that came to my mind was the three little pigs. I'm not calling you pig but it's nice to have thoughts like that because it seemed familure in a dream sort of way.

I thought of earth as the island because of the way that you said that these people fight but then after reading the thing the whole way through I think an island is a good idea. It's funny how are these differnt parts of us live in oneself. I love the enviroment in I try to turn off lights when I can. But I still want a Lamborghini, maybe it has something to do with me growing up in the 80's and nothing more.

Posted 16 Years Ago


The way you look at yourself as an Island... is fantastic.
You really expres youself really well.. =)
Each person is different... representing yourself as an Island..
Was fantastic.. =)
KEEP WRITING.

Posted 16 Years Ago


The methaphor you use of an island is very insightful, and you have expressed your feelings about self very well. The last two lines are powerful. ~ Jude

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow, this is a powerful look into yourself. You've expressed the splits inside yourself very well. I think everyone can relate to this in some ways. Nice writing.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ok, First of all what is the story really about. Where are you trying to go with this. I feel like i read it but dont understand the meaning behind it. I dont want to say that i waisted my time but i feel like the story didnt really have a punch line, something to teach or something to be learn by it. Maybe you need to add more to it to talk more about the woman, who is she, where shes from, why is she part of the land or the land part of her.
Well, i hope this helps...
Thanks for sharing and feel free to send me a request when ever..
One!

Posted 16 Years Ago


change the line
On this island there are many living beings. They fight, murder, strangle, envy, love, regret, suppress each other.
to
On this island there are many living beings. They fight, murder, strangle, envy, love, regret, and suppress each other.
and
She cares for on one.
to
She cares for no one.

Nice work, this story has a lot of hidden meaning! But, it needs more describtion in more places, and if this island is you then that shouldn't be to hard. This is a great start to something that could be really great.
Leah

Posted 16 Years Ago


This is true, there are many sides of all people, everyone is born and evolve differently. This is a good thing, it helps the world to be less boring. I liked how you wrote this in using it as an island metaphor. T

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I like the descriptiveness of these - reads very much like character sketches but I think you definitely have the seed of a story if you choose to flesh out this start and pursue it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


This was a very interesting read and was written really good. I think you have a lot of possibilities with this piece. The story was gripping and pulled me in at the very beginning. I really enjoyed this



Well Done!!!!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago



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