Friday Fictioneers is here once again. Rochelle has decided to take a summer break and will be sharing re-runs, which for me, who’s only been around for a bit over a year, are all new. This weeks submission was suggested by Sandra Crook (love the choice) with photo supplied by Piya Singh.
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Genre: Fiction
Word Count: 100
Self-Sufficient
He’d always preferred the woods over the city. Oh, he’d done his time in the hustle and bustle of the city. He’d even held his own, to be sure. Honestly, it was not where he was happiest. Give him a cabin in the woods, an axe and his rifle – he’d make do. Cut his own wood to keep him warm and cook his food. Shoot whatever game he could find. Plant a garden to provide his vegetables. Totally self-sufficient. Could manage on his own.
Trouble with this scenario? He was no Thoreau. He loved people too much and was so lonely.
Sounds like a peaceful life, but the solitude would kill you.
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I would personally go nuts!
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Snigger…
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I’d be in the same boat as him! I always think how great it would be to live off the land away from people but then I realize I’d miss those same people. Haha
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Me too! Be careful what you wish for!
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One man’s paradise, I guess, another man’s what am I doing here!
No man is an island, perhaps?
Nicely built, thoughtful piece, Dale.
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But you’re not too isolated….
And thank you!
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It sounds great for a while, but every so often it would be good to pop back to a more populated area.
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Absolutely!!
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“Follow your dream” is not always good advice. Well done
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Indeed! Thank you
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After a while, I would miss having a woman to yell at me or complain about the amount of time I spent fishing, writing, etc.
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No doubt😉
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I always think I’d like that lifestyle but I know I’d have the same problem. Nice story
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Thanks, Mick. I could never!
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A weekend retreat to isolation and back to civilization for the week…some people can afford to do that at certain stages of life.
Nicely done.
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That’s about all I could handle! Thanks, Ansumani
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Good he recognized it in time.
🙂
🙂
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Or realised it only as he was living it 😁
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Dear Dale,
Sometimes I think I’d like to be a hermit but I’d have to have the internet. 😉 Nicely constructed story. I’m so glad you joined Friday Fictioneers. You’ve taken up a very special place in the past year.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I could never. Way too much the social butterfly!
I’m so glad I joined too! Awww shucks…😘
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Such a shame, it sounded idyllic too. Maybe he could just get the one person… ?
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I would think that one special person to share it with would make all the difference…
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That’s me all over!
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Is it now?
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Yup !
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I’d love to live like that, with fishing, not shooting, but I wouldn’t want to do it forever. For a few weeks, and with loved ones around, a way to call for help in case of an emergency–I guess I’m not a true hermit either. I love the realistic views of the narrator.
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I would like to vacation like that (I’ll cook what the other kills though) for maybe a week or so and yes with possible links to the outside world!
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Maybe a compromise? Suburban-y area? 🙂
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Yes… far but not too far!!
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Country life isn’t always as idyllic as it seems 🙂
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No kidding. Not for me anyway!!
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Good story to go with the picture. Good ending but as well as missing people I would prefer grocery stores for my food.
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Same here… I could do it for a week-end!
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Nice one, Dale… it’s that fine balance, isn’t it? Get it wrong, and it’s oh so wrong!
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Absolutely, Tom!! Thanks!
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Oh … nice dilemma …. and Good Morning.
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Good morning Signore!
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How’s the job at the golf course?
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I’ve lost 7 lbs, my feet are miserable (saw my podiatrist yesterday) and I’m having mostly a blast!
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Wow … quite the positives and negatives … did you move?
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Nope… can’t find the time to prepare the house!
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Oh … the house isn’t for sale yet …. yep – very time consuming
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Yeah… decided to breathe. There’s no.real rush
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That a way … do what you gotta do.
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Yep . Why give myself more stress? I’m just coming off a 10.5 hr shift…
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Hang in there and keep smiling.
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Always. Can’t stop now, my smiles are expected of me!!
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… and I’m sure you are charming the clients … received any winks?
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I do my best…😉
I may have…
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Hahahaha! Of course, you know, Thoreau only stayed for several months, then went back to living life, which is the whole point of Walden Pond. And obviously, the character got the point here, too … probably after the deer ate all this strawberry plants overnight then he thought, “This sucks.” 😀
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Ha ha ha!! You kill me, Kent! But yes, I do realise it was not for that long!
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😀
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The biggest problem being a hermit is the loneliness… I guess you should always have a path leading back to civilization (and WiFi)
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Oh for sure. I’d barely last a weekend!!
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Living yourself can be hard.
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I couldn’t…
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at least, he should get a wife to boss him around. 🙂
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LOL!!
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I lived in a lovely wooded area near a lake and fifteen miles out of the city when I was growing up. The neighbors kept to themselves and my mother couldn’t drive. To my dad it was ideal. I was bored to tears. We moved there when I was nine. I loved the city where my best friends were. Like your character, it’s nice for vacations, but boring otherwise. Well written, Dale. 🙂 — Suzanne
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I couldn’t imagine living there as a young kid…lonely too!
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It was all good…except for that.
Poor chap.
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Prehaps he needs to get himself a dog.🙃
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At the very least!!
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And even if I had pencil and paper I would need a spelling checker ! also.
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Ha ha!!
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If I had to feed my family, let alone just myself, on our allotment produce, we’d soon perish, once an army of snails, a few hungry birds, mice, and insects had done their work! Yes, there are things to forage for in the wild, but you need to know what you’re doing as a few wrong berries or mixing up of wild carrots with hemlock roots, there’s no running to the doctor. I wouldn’t mind a holiday in a log cabin with a fridge installed and a box of groceries I’d brought along in the car with me.
Living in a town, I know it’s possible to be reclusive and wear a “do not disturb” face when need-be, but I like the feeling that there are people to talk to as well. I’d definitely start talking to myself if left on my own in a cabin, or take my dog with me and talk to her even more than I do already!
It’s a well-written and thought-provoking story, Dale, that makes the reader reflect upon whether the “good life” would work for the majority of us on a long-term basis, who are so used to our comforts and companionship. When I was a teenager, disappearing into the wilds was something of dreamed of, but there was always a rugged, handsome pioneer of a man as part of that fantasy 🙂
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Yes, you and your snails! Maybe there are less in this area! I would never dare forage on my own (let’s assume my character knows what she’s looking for) and would definitely keep Zeke with me for company. Who am I kidding. I’d go stark-raving mad all by myself!
Oh yes. Do include the rugged, handsome man, please!
So happy you liked!
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The loneliness would probably get me to me, too. It sounds like it could be a paradise otherwise. Well done, Dale.
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Thank you, Amy. I would definitely go nuts!
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Oh dear! His dream of living in the countryside didn’t even get beyond the first paragraph. 🙂
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Funny how the dream.can change once in it!
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Absolutely. My parents live in the countryside. I love visiting them, but I’m not sure I could live there.
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