Till Death Do Us Apart

‘Did you call the kids? Are they coming?’

‘Yes hon, tomorrow. Where are my glasses?’

‘On the cupboard. Did you call the kids? Are they coming?’

‘Tomorrow, love. Coffee?’

‘Where are the kids?’

The Trifextra challenge asked us to write a 33 word dialogue this weekend.  This was hard!  I’m not usually good with dialogue, in fact I struggle with it.  I much prefer descriptions and narrative. But I gave it a shot.  What better way is there to improve your weak point?

59 comments on “Till Death Do Us Apart

  1. joetwo says:

    They say till death. But what happens when one of you dies a little each day? Excellent piece.

  2. atrm61 says:

    How much patience love calls for & when its marriage,its that & some more!Great piece Sandra:-)

  3. So many layers here in so few words, poignant.

  4. christina says:

    oooh i found this incredibly sad. i think you did a great job with the dialogue!

  5. lfarrugia says:

    brilliant! 🙂

  6. lumdog says:

    I have this same conversation with my mother every time I see her. I just have to accept that fact that she’s already gone. Thanks for writing sucha true to life piece.

  7. deanabo says:

    This is really good. Its sad seeing someone you love go through this.

  8. tedstrutz says:

    Oh my, this is sad… I had this with my father. So real, well done.

    • Sandra says:

      Alzheimer’s is one of the worse diseases I think. Just watching someone’s memories go; losing a peace of themselves every day, its heart wrenching!

  9. Libby says:

    Sandra!!! How ya been!? I have a break from the grandbaby – he’s with his mom for a couple weeks – so, I get to play with my blog friends! You doing ok? Congrats on the Trifecta win, BTW 🙂 I like this piece too, although it’s hitting a bit close to home (my mom, not me!).

  10. barbara says:

    you did a great job. This is so tough – living with and loving someone with dementia/alzheimers.

  11. jannatwrites says:

    This reminds me of conversations with my grandma as her Alzheimer’s progressed. Funny on the surface with all the repetition, but so sad on a deeper level.

  12. Cobbie's World says:

    Exceptionally well done. To be able to say so much by saying so little is the mark of a truly talented writer. Thanks for sharing such good work.

  13. Draug419 says:

    This is quite sad ): I like it, though. Great job!

  14. rangewriter says:

    You’ve touched some nerves with this one. Well done.

  15. debseeman says:

    The patience born of a lifetime of love. The devotion shines through in your piece.

  16. Corinne says:

    I see this a lot in my work. It’s heartbreaking to know that information gets lost somewhere along the lines.

  17. Dawn Lamond says:

    Ouch, been there. Excellently written. And congrats on your win last week! Good stuff 😀

  18. Suzanne says:

    This is so poignant. It reminds me of my grandmother, who also had Alzheimer’s. It really does take people away a little at a time.

  19. oscarjamieson says:

    Fantastic work at condensing concepts of love, age and patience into so few words. Well done!

  20. I disagree that you’re not good at this.

  21. Sarah Ann says:

    This is beautiful in its sadness.

  22. Sandra says:

    Love and Patience–both so beautifully reflected in this dialogue. Very nicely done!

  23. rashmenon says:

    Beautiful, heart-breaking piece. Well done, Sandra.

  24. Christine says:

    Sad and lovely at the same time. Very deep emotions here.

  25. kymminbarcelona says:

    Not funny. Funny. Okay, not funny.
    This is the flip side of AR Neal, which is why I said it that way. Nicely portrayed dialogue.

  26. Bee says:

    The “failing” spouse is so lucky to have a very patient husband/wife. This packs a lot in so few words.

  27. Tessa says:

    Well done and very sad!

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