I responded to two writing prompts last week.
Esther Newton asked for a story starting with the words “John knew he’d gone too far this time – and there was no going back.” My response was:
He had been over this scenario in his mind a thousand times and the outcome had been different on each occasion. Not only did the result vary, his reaction to it did, too. He had seen the highest highs and the lowest lows, peaks of elation and depths of despair.
Countless times, he had asked himself what he would do; how he would handle it if he found himself forced to make a decision, an irreversible, irrevocable commitment which allowed no ‘get-out clause’, no second chance, no escape route.
And now, here he was. The time he had been planning for, hoping for, working for, and yet dreading, had arrived.
John raised his head from the screen he’d been staring at for what felt like hours but was, in fact, only seconds. His heart in his mouth, his stomach tying itself in indescribable knots, he forced himself to look his inquisitor in the eye as he uttered the words that would make or break him; lift him to glory beyond his dreams or reduce him to misery that went further and deeper than his worst nightmares:
“C – Sodium metabisulphite. Final answer.”
The collaborative story Albert and Jarvis continues to be well received, but isn’t yet generating the number of responses I would hope for. No suggestions this week. You can see part seven of the saga here, or the full story so far here. You can also join in by letting me have either a prompt for next week’s episode, or even a full episode.
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