Day 315 Writing Short Stories

Wire

The huge mechanical machine broke the wire circling the yellow field as if it were nothing. He watched the mech move across the landscape from his hideout in the tree. Behind the mech, the town was burning as it was bombed. There was no line of people walking along the road. They were no longer there. They were like the rubble of the buildings. Broken and buried. His family had been there. Now it was lost.

He clenched his fists and almost lost his balance where he sat. He latched onto the trunk of the tree and watched as the mech made its way farther into his lands.

One day, he would stop them. One day, he would make sure his enemies knew what death and destruction meant. One day, there would be no mechs.

One day, he would get to mourn what he had lost. Now there was only room for hatred and violence.

Fox Cub

A man finds a sick fox cub in his shed. He nurses the fox back to health. I skipped this one.

10 Seconds

Write a story happening in ten seconds. I skipped this one. My mind went blank.

The prompts are from the book A Year of Creative Writing Prompts.

I have an appointment with a physical therapist. I have a sick day from work. Let’s see if the work-appointed therapist can do wonders for my shoulder. Let’s hope he can.

I started reading Burn by Herman Pontzer. It felt so good to read something other than Enshittification by Cory Doctorow. Don’t get me wrong, the latter book was brilliant, but it was depressing as heck. And as I wanted to read and remember every word written, I read mindfully. It was an effort. Burn thus far has felt more relaxed reading, and I read 50 pages this morning while I waited for an answer from my work health care service.

See you tomorrow. And hopefully, in that time, the evil empire hasn’t won.

Thank you for reading ❤ Have a day fighting against the mechs!