by Nathalie Boisard-Beudin
The pressure started early: Get out (join the race)! But he wanted nothing of it, so comfy was he in his perfect nest, safe and warm. If each of us is really a unique specimen, he thought, why must we all behave the same way? It was thus decided: he would not be just a random and insignificant member of the outside world; he would be the one that would have dared to stay in the room. Nobody had told him that this was not an option. When they finally opened a door into his world, he was declared still-born.
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Nathalie Boisard-Beudin, whose full catalog is here, is French but currently lives in Rome, Italy. Most of her writing is done in English, her second – and working – language. She works as in-house lawyer for the European Space Agency and has published micro-stories in the multi national anthology Wonderful World of Worders.
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11 comments:
How tragic!
Beautiful but so sad!
That's fabulous! When did you write that?
Thanks!
Wrote this back in June I think.
I liked this sad perspective on still-birth. It's a lovely idea to give life, thought and purpose to an otherwise lifeless newborn.
Well done.
caccy46
Caroline Wells
As usual, caccy46 says it the best. This was an achingly beautiful and tragic piece.
A moving 6. Thanks for sharing it.
We've had to endure this quite a bit in the last few years with someone in our family. She keeps desperately trying. You did a beautiful job.
Jeanette Cheezum
I know this pain first hand. funny to read it from the other perspective. Either way the pain is still raw.
Raw, painful, and very well-written. Nice job.
KM
I didn't see it coming... I wonder how many of us would be considered still born right now.
Whoa. I was NOT expecting that.
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