Wednesday 3 June 2009

beginning



Who, what, where when... how to start? At the beginning I suppose. Here's a few beginnings I've just jotted down to get me out of the starting gates!





  1. And then she was gone...

  2. New shoes aren't always to be celebrated...

  3. I'd spent a lifetime waiting for this moment, and now it had arrived all I wanted to do was run away as far and as fast as I could.

  4. It wasn't that I wanted her to get sick, it was the sheer rush of relief that sent the words spilling out unchecked.




Now to continue...

Tuesday 2 June 2009

Guilty as charged


My latest assignment;

Write a story in which relief is clouded by guilt.


... no problem, I've got a million of them.


Perhaps I shouldn't admit to it, but almost my entire youth was a enshrouded with the surly suffocation of guilt. Nothing major, just saying no - to absolutely anything was enough to suck the air out of my lungs and uncork the dam - some days. Still time and age has allowed the cloud to dissipate somewhat. It's a relief, which of course I still feel slightly guilty about.
... incidentally, the photo is supposed to represent the enshrouding guilt? Sorry, it was the best I could come up with!