Google Street View of Edinburgh
Alice sat in the golden square of streetlight that fell through the tiny window. The window was high, too high to see through, though Sam had said they wouldn’t miss the view – the council flats, the carpark with its rank of wheelie bins, its tumbling litter, its flock of crows with their bright, oil slick wings.
Their building was old grey stone, austere pediments the only decoration. It used to be a workhouse – that’s what the estate agent had said – for beggars, the sick and poor whoย would otherwise starve outside its cold, forbidding walls.
To Alice, the flat’s veneer of plaster and steel, LED lights and LCD screens was justย a mask, a sterileย attempt to hideย the building’s true, brutish nature. Sam had called the flatย a sanctuary. Alice called itย a prison.
Theย box of light shrank around her.
Written for What Pegman Saw, a weekly prompt using Google street view images. This week the image is from Giles Street in Edinburgh. From here, if you turn the corner onto Henderson Street, you see the front of this grey stone building, the inspiration for this story. See here to join in and to read the other stories.
Marvelous! Each skillful phrase deepens the theme.
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Thank you! Loving this prompt – so great to explore the images, get a feel for a place. It give you a lot more scope for story ideas. Great fun ๐
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Thanks Lynn. I find google maps so inspiring. I even got the idea for a whole book once. I’m glad you find them inspiring too. Love your writing.
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Thanks so much – that means a great deal. Love your writing too and so glad I was introduced to the Pegman ๐
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Excellent rhythm to this piece. I like visuals a lot.
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Thank you. When I looked round that old, grey stone building, it looked so much like a workhouse / prison that had been converted into apartments – I wondered how the residents felt about that. We had friends who lived in a flat based on the site of an old mental asylum, all the roads named after notable psychiatrists – that was a bit weird. Great prompt and lots of fun to take part in
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Glad to hear that you enjoy it. Please feel free to submit a suggestion if you like.
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Ooh, lovely! I might just do that ๐
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Love the title on this one, especially. I felt claustrophobic reading it – nicely done, Lynn!
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Thanks Joy. A sad, pressed in life she leads. Hope you had a good Christmas and New Year. Looking forward to getting back into a writing regime – how I’ve missed my laptop ๐
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I’ve been having a great vacation but, alas, gotten no writing in and hardly any reading while I’ve been away. My sister and I have just now finished cleaning up after last night’s New Year’s eve bash. We were wise not to plan any other activities today except “recover from party” because I think that will take us all day!
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Haha! Yes, we were up until 3 am on New Year’s Eve and though not really hungover, we certainly spent yesterday exhausted, slumped over board games and TV! Looking forward to eating huge plates of salad and reacquainting myself with WP and my stories. A happy and productive 2017, Joy
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I was up until 3 am too, much to my surprise, and the last of the party was still going when I gave up the ghost! We did a lot of lounging yesterday too, and I took my last opportunity to cook in their lovely large kitchen, combining the leftover appetizers and dips into pasta dishes for lunch and dinner so that they didn’t go to waste (yes, this counts as fun for me, lol). It’s been a wonderful break, but I’m looking forward to getting home today and reacquainting myself with normal life again. Happy writing in the new year!
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Sounds like a lovely way to spend new year. Happy writing to you too Joy – may all your writing wishes come to pass ๐
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I agree with the others. I felt trapped as well. Great piece.
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Thanks Tracey. The building in the picture is funny – historical but austere, just like a workhouse, the kind of place no one would want to be trapped in.
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Never believe estate agents.
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Here, here! How many times have we all seen exagerration, disingenuous descriptions … They’re better at fiction than many writers ๐
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Except they’re harder to believe ๐
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Haha! ๐
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Dear Lynn,
I love your use of light in this piece. Like others have said, I felt trapped with Alice. Well done.
Shalom and Happy New Year,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle. Would love to write a story about the workhouse system one of these days – a last resort for many, places of harsh treatment and prejudice. Fascinating and frightening at the same time. Thanks so much for reading and a Happy New Year to you too. ๐
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Excellent! Edinburgh’s grey stone buildings can be so broody, almost gothic, at times. Lovely descriptions!
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Thanks so much Graham. Some lovely buildings in Edinburgh, you’re right. Dark but so much atmosphere.
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Specially on a winter’s afternoon when the mists pull in
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Ooh, you have to love a good thick Scotch mist ๐ Too cold for a sassenach like me though. I’ll hunch down here in the West Country, where spring comes early and the winds are kinder
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Like Rochelle said, the balance of light – or dwindling light – against the trapped feeling makes this piece work so very well. Happy New Year!
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Thank you, Alicia. Glad that feeling came through. Happy New Year to you too ๐
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Hello Lynn, I always enjoy your lyrical writing, so I’ve nominated you for a Mystery Blogger Award. Some more information here: https://inkbiotic.com/2017/01/02/mystery-blogger-award/
I hope you want to join in, but no pressure!
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Ah, thank you, you’re very kind and thanks so much for reading ๐
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Oh my gosh, did you see what is in the street? Check out that Google link to the map again. Sorry if there are typos here. I am talking to my phone and I still can’t see what I write to you in this box. It’s the weirdest thing because your blog is the only one this happens with period
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Yes, I know, I saw that – weird, isn’t it? Someone had a very warped sense of humour. eh? Wonder what the problem is with my blog? Funny that. No typos, BTW
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Sooooooo….I guess I’m a bit warped since it made me laugh aloud! ๐ (can you imagine if it were actually real and it happened to get caught on camera? !)
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I’m hoping the Google driver would stop – or at least call emergency services! ๐
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Well, it got almost everything except the..
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That should have said, “…almost everything except the period.” ๐ (The first comment above, I spoke the word for the punctuation and it showed up as a word…the second time, it showed up as punctuation.) I’m writing this one on my computer so I can see what I’m writing here. Anyway, if you haven’t already, go back to the Google map link and angle down to look at the street. I laughed aloud. If Google comes near my house, I will totally be doing something similar. Can you see it?
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Yes, I saw it – isn’t it weird? The main thing I thought was – do people get warning of when Google are coming through? Because it looks like they needed some planning to get that set up – don’t know about you, but I don’t have a dummy hanging round the house I can use to set up a murder scene. ๐ What would you do if they did come round?
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I was trying to decide! With our imaginations, I bet we could come up with something EPIC!
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And weird and creepy – and possibly get ourselves arrested! ๐
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That would make an AWESOME story. Let’s do it. I’m coming for a visit whenever Google visits your town!!!
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Haha!
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