Escape: A Micro Story

Escape
Cover art based on photo by DzidekLasek on Pixabay

Terror grabbed my lungs in its sweaty fist and squeezed. No stick curved like that thing in the sand.

A bite from a venomous viper wasn’t on my bucket list. Panting, I moved only my eyes.

Black diamonds undulated and dry grass crackled.

Maybe I scared him too.


I have once again written in response to the weekly prompt offered by @jayna. 

This time the little bonus to the story is about writer’s block. We all get it from time to time. It hit me this week. I didn’t write this story until last night. I’d tried–and failed–several times during the week to come up with something for this prompt. After we got a poisonous snake in our greenhouse, I tried to use it for inspiration but continued to fail.

I had given up yesterday, deciding I just wouldn’t manage to do anything this week. I was frustrated, but somewhat okay with it, because I’ve been sick with a bad migraine and had to go to the chiropractor for treatment, which gives nasty backlash effects. So I was telling myself it was okay to fail.

Then last night, after I’d gone to bed for the night, inspiration struck when I was three-quarters of the way asleep. This story just popped into my head. I got my tablet down and scribbled. I did a little bit of midnight editing and ended up with a 48 word story.

This morning I shared my draft with my peer review group and a strange thing happened–the only change was to swap the order on the first and second sentence. The second sentence made a stronger opener and the swap prevented the image of the first from replacing the image of the not-a-stick.

So we need to accept as writers that sometimes we just can’t manage a particular prompt in a short time frame. Sometimes we need some down time to recover from other things or perhaps our brain is just stuck in another story–a problem I was also dealing with all week. My brain is in another story I’m working on and didn’t want to refocus. Brand and Spark are demanding I think about them. 

But then when I accepted it was okay to fail, inspiration struck. I listened to it and got the words down, as you can see. Don’t ignore inspiration, even if your first impulse is “This sucks.”

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