I haven’t seen the sea for over a year. Living in Killin, I am close to several lochs and rivers, but there is something special about the sea. For me, it’s a feeling that wraps around my ribs like a hug. It’s that feeling of wonder, the mystery of nature and the universe. The sea is a place for contemplation, for stillness and a place to feel whole.
I love this photograph , I snapped it while walking on the beach at St Andrews. The photo is of some teenagers huddled together on the sea wall. I couldn’t hear their conversation but I noticed the long pauses where they all looked out into the endless grey water. Perhaps they were thinking about their studies or their future, perhaps they were lost for a moment in a memory. I like to think they were contemplating their place in the world, their responsibility to the earth and her future
PROMPT
Write a story with two characters, each going through individual difficulties in their lives. The characters should not talk out loud to one another, but sit together on a sea wall watching the sea. The story should record their thoughts, perhaps scattered like a stream of consciousness, or like an internal conversation or monologue. Notice the difference between the characters voices. Did the sea calm them or increase the storm within?
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Eilidh G Clark 
I love the sea as well, and living in the states, in michigan, that means the Great Lakes and many small inland lakes too. there is something about the water –
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I have to agree. I am ten minutes away from The Falls of Dochart’s cascading waterfalls, and two minutes from the river. It’s a short walk to Loch Tay, but we are a fair wee drive from the sea. I was to visit the Outer Hebrides for my 50th if the world has recovered a bit (2022).
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nicely put; I love the sea too; live only 5 minutes drive from it now but when I stayed in Vienna for two weeks, what I most missed was the sea —
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Oh, this brings back many memories as I walked the wall lots of times whilst studing at the University of St. Andrews. On Sundays after chapel the students walk along it, dressed up in their red gowns (often over thick winter coats!). I bet the students are discussing the best cafe to visit – McGreggor’s on Market Street was usually the winner with ginormous scones and soup bowl size hot chocolate mugs! Blessed memories and thank you for helping me revisit these today.
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Thank you Annika. What a wonderful memory it is too. Thanks for visiting my site x
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