Summer Night

One raucous country night I taught my city-bred son that the crickets were chirping his name. We caught frogs. We chased a mouse. I found the heart of my heart in his smile.

This post was written in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge  prompt:

You should write a creative response using the third definition of the given word. You must use the word in your response, and you must use it correctly. Your response can be no fewer than 33 and no more than 333 words. This week’s word is:

HEART (noun)
1: a hollow muscular organ of vertebrate animals that by its rhythmic contraction acts as a force pump maintaining the circulation of the blood
2: a playing card marked with a stylized figure of a red heart
3: personality, disposition <a cold heart>

I have been away from computers and cell phones for the last 10 days or so. We just spent a week in the Catskills with great friends, and even though we had internet access, I couldn’t bring myself to burst the idyllic little bubble we shared in order to post. I look forward to getting back into a writing rhythm this weekend with the next Trifextra challenge. In the meantime, this short (and hopefully sweet) post sums up “what I did on my summer vacation.”

37 thoughts on “Summer Night

  1. Morgan Kellum says:

    I love the magic you created with that line … “crickets were chirping his name.” – for me and for your little guy. I think I’ll hear crickets a little differently this evening. Visiting from Write on Edge.


    • Christine says:

      *giggle* Actually, I was operating under pressure. He’d been up out of bed a half-dozen times already, and this time it was because “the crickets are too loud.” I told him, “They’re singing you a lullaby, can’t you hear it? Nick-nick-nick, ‘night-‘night-‘night…” He totally fell for it, and that excuse (at least) was quashed.


  2. Sandra says:

    Like I previously said–lovely, as always. I can most definitely ‘feel’ the emotions of your words–almost aching with love for the experience you had with your son out there. I love this short and sweet piece!


    • Christine says:

      That’s exactly what I was feeling when I wrote it. The inspiration must have caught me in one of those moments between chaos and frustration. 🙂 (We were vacationing with friends in the country, with 4 kids under 4 in the house.)


  3. alwaysbobswife says:

    how your hearts are bound together … just amazing.

    hi Cristine, you encouraged me with your kind words as you read my first entry over at “bob’s wife”, thank you again 🙂 unfortunately, i tinkered with my web address and i unintentionally deleted the whole thing … i hope to be able to take that step again and submit something on the next challenge.


    • Christine says:

      Oh no! Well, I hope you stick with it. The Trifecta folks are incredibly encouraging. If you are looking for other outlets, Write on Edge ( is another great, supportive community.


  4. Lance says:

    I really enjoyed the turn of the phrase in the last line. There’s multiple meetings and evocations of emotion.

    This is a tight, interesting 33 words.


  5. trifectawriting says:

    I love and respect your unwillingness to burst that bubble. Good call. There’s magic out there, for sure. Nice job with the prompt.


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