Wayward Writer
Beta Shred #5 (256 words) "Circling True North" My door bangs open, sans a courtesy warning tap, and I nearly topple from my precarious legs as Dr. Allyson Walker flies over the threshold. Caught like an archaic bride with a bouffant ‘do in a windstorm, and nowhere to run. I sag against the wall, hand... Continue Reading →
Beta Shred #4 (Circling True North) Raise my eyes to meet the boorish inquisitor, surprised to see a handsome face under siege of conflicting emotions. Stoic eyes, pressed brows, and grim slash mouth are pushed back and buried beneath long, slender hands as he flops down, into the visitor’s chair. Struggle to rise onto my... Continue Reading →
Circling True North White, pinprick light rushes at me, expanding to full illumination, just beyond the shield of my eyelids. I keep them sealed shut. Every nerve in my aching body stands alert to a sensation of imminent danger. I stay immobile, listening to rhythmic beeps behind my head. I long to stretch. Instead, my... Continue Reading →
(Beta Shred #2 from Episode 1) (Beta Shred #2) A brazen boot swings off the curbing past the wall where I lean. Before he has time to adjust his eyes to the shadows, I spring, forgetting the gunshot wound – driven by pure instinct and adrenaline. Fingers of my left hand clamp down on his... Continue Reading →
