Stepping out of the limo, her leather coat flapped at her ankles as she made her way through the fields of her youth. It was here she studied the masters, Aretha, Dinah, Billie, Ella… Perched atop her favorite tree she belted out songs, dreaming of the day she would enter their world.
She had found that world, her voice was heard around the world, but something was missing. Smiling when her tree appeared she kicked off her heels and climbed. Ignoring her shocked driver, she made a list of everyone she wanted to visit.
Musings From the Turnip Patch 
I love the vibrant image of her belting out songs from high in a tree. Very cool!
cheers,
Lorelei
Thank you, I’ve always wished I could sing like these gals, so I made sure my character could. 🙂
Oops, forgot to say mine is here: http://westcoastwriters.blogspot.com/2012/08/fridayfictioneers-fork.html
Ah, getting back to her roots! Nicely done, I could just imagine that.
Thank you.
Going back to where it all began is always such a happy feeling.
I like the feeling that she’s re-grounding herself in the things and people that matter. I hope it will make her life of an accomplished dream more meaningful and keep her centered.
Thank you, sometimes we just need to take time to stay grounded.
Never forget where you come from.
Awww…this is so sweet and made me smile. Mine is here
I enjoyed that positive interpretation
Enjoyed this very much. Lovely success story. Unique take on the prompt. I’m #30 on the list.
A very nice and unique take on the prompt; Mine is here and linked: http://readinpleasure.wordpress.com/2012/08/17/fridayfictioneers-the-withered-flower/
So many successful people forget (or want to forget) the folks who first inspired them to reach for the stars. Nice to see your heroine has found her way back home.
Loved the image of the successful blues singer climbing the tree. Nice.
http://www.rochelle-wisoff.blogspot.com/2012/08/casualty-of-war.html
Well painted scene. From the overcoat swirling around her ankles to the driver’s dismay.
I can hear her singing now.