Advent Day Twelve
December 12 2015
Roger Noons
Scream
A glass of Glogg (spiced red wine)
‘Come on Edward, time for your birthday drink.’
‘You go ahead, I’ll see you in the pub.’
I stared across the fjord. I can’t miss this sunset, blood and tongues of flame, it’s amazing. I scribbled in my book, made some rough marks, hoped I would be able to read my notes.
I was in the studio within minutes and grabbed pastels, there already being a card on the easel. I slashed pigment onto the board. Stood back, consulted my notes and added more marks.
Standing back a second time, I knew I’d captured something special, but would it sell?
About the Author
Roger Noons is one of Cafélit’s most prolific contributors with stories also selected for Best of CaféLit 3 and Best of CaféLit 4. While the advent door was opened late he chose this for December 12th in honour of Edvard Munch’s birthday.
Published December 12 2015
Published December 12 2015
