Sometimes Life starts handing us choices we are none too ready to make… and some choices should never have to be made at all. Here’s a story originally written for a 500 word flash-fiction from a prompt that has taken on a life of its own, and now actually DEMANDS its own presentation in a length of its OWN choosing. Seems I have Hobson’s choice in the matter!
I have a couple of stories I find myself ‘stuck’ on. Sometimes it proves incredibly difficult to get right into your Main Character’s ‘self’ – especially when its a teenage boy grappling with the worst imaginable circumstances he’s ever dreamed of facing. I base much on a person I knew many years ago; maybe the bravest man I’ve ever known. He will always be my inspiration to strive harder for whatever I most want or dream about.
It’s a challenge I hope I’m better able to answer next year. This has been a year of personally difficult hills to climb. But a new year approaches and I’ll keep looking at that wondrously long jetty stretching away into… ?? Maybe the sun setting on current troubles, or the first glimpse of the fresh, hopeful light of tomorrow.