Friday Fictioneers – The Need for Appreciation

ff171116The small jazz club off 3rd and Lafayette was Duane’s second home. The unmistakable sound of the big man slapping his beloved doghouse bass filled the air. The chatter amongst the packed crowd was unanimous:

‘The best’

‘Sends tingles down the spine every time’

I needed a smoke. A woman by the door caught my eye.

“There’s nobody better” she said.

I didn’t know her. I didn’t know any of these people, and I doubt Duane did either. Just maybes if they’d shown him this love before now he wouldn’t have gone and done what he done. Maybe then tonight could have been a gig, and not a wake.

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These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

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26 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – The Need for Appreciation

    1. paulmclem Post author

      Cheers, Neil. Yes, you see it a lot. People falling over themselves to laud someone (and to be seen to be doing so), when they were distinctly absent during the person’s life. For me it was just a little reminder to us to appreciate people and things while we can. Don’t let them go unnoticed and unloved.

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      1. paulmclem Post author

        Absolutely. As scribblers we can be incredibly self-critical at times. It’s something I’m trying to be less. Bit more of a “take it, or leave it” attitude developing. Can’t please everyone and you shouldn’t try to. Be content in yourself and that’s enough for me.

  1. Joy Pixley

    Great twist at the end — twist of the knife, that is. It’s so true, how many people come out with their crocodile tears after someone dies when they couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to them when they were still alive.

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  2. Rowena

    Paul, a heartbreaking story we’ve seen played out with so many creative souls. I don’t think people are sufficiently aware of the creative mindset. That even those greats who you think must “love themselves” can be crippled with vicious, paralyzing self-doubt. I recently read a memoir by Australian rock legend Jimmy Barnes and was shocked that even he lived in those depths. He is well known for being a heavy drinker and I think he’s stopped that of late but was numbing the pain for years. Here’s a link: https://beyondtheflow.wordpress.com/2016/11/09/working-class-boy-jimmy-barnes/
    It worries me that we don’t often pick the dark side once creatives succeed…or when they don’t.
    xx Rowena

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  3. Dawn Quyle Landau

    Chills. And I didn’t read this as them appreciating him after he’s gone… but him/narrator admitting that he’s done something sinister, because they never showed him respect before. Did I get it?

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