November in Norway

 Well, this was fun!

Took a look at some writing prompts on ronovanwrites today and found Simply Six Minutes which is just that, write for six minutes, and only six minutes on the given prompt.  

The prompt:

"November always seems to me the Norway of the year."  Emily Dickinson

My 218 words:

November in Norway 

“November always seems to me the Norway of the year,” she stated without context.  “Emily Dickinson said that.”

What, I asked?  What are you talking about? 

“November.  Emily Dickinson, you know, the poet?  She said that November was like Norway.” 

Are you sure? That sounds like a pretty stupid thing to say.  Why did she say that?

“Well I don’t know, do I?  I just heard someone say that the other day, on a podcast.  It sounded lovely.  Very poetic.  Of course, she was a poet, so I suppose anything she said would be.  Poetic I mean.”

But, what does November have to do with Norway, other than both words start with N?  Maybe they are both cold.  But, that’s still a stretch.  November could be like Nepal, it’s cold there too. 

“Maybe she meant because the leaves fall off the trees, and there’s lots of work raking them up, like in Norway.”


You know, in Norway.  They rake their forests, it’s why they don’t have fires.”

That’s Finland, it isn’t true.

“It’s not…  Oh, well, anyway, I think November is just like Norway.  That sounds very poetic, don’t you think?”

She turned from me with a sigh to gaze out at the frosty yard.  

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  1. That is a great way to use the prompt! It is so literal that it makes so much sense in your writing! Thank you for participating in Simply 6. I hope you join us again.

    1. Thank you. It was so much fun! I didn't look up the quote until afterward, so not to "see" what she might have meant. I still don't, as I see the quote was in a letter she wrote, and Lewis Turco took lines from her letters and wrote poetry out of them. Not sure how I feel about that!


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