Happy Word Count Wednesday and Flash Fiction Friday!
I'm shaking things up for my very first WCW and FFF. I figure I made the rules, I can break them.
Yesterday I was busy so I didn't post my Word Count Wednesday, and tomorrow I'm doing a post to support another writer so I wont be able to do Flash Fiction Friday so I am doing them both today! So welcome to Mix Things Up Thursday!
WORD COUNT WEDNESDAY:
For the week of 5/2/2017- 5/9/2017 my word count was a 11,274.
My goal for the week was 17,500. Although I didn't reach it I will be working even harder this next week! I'm going to be dedicating an entire post to word counts and why they are important for my process.
FLASH FICTION FRIDAY:
Flash fiction. It is fiction that is extremely brief, generally a few hundred words or less. I have read some incredibly talented flash fiction (Go, Alicia Abrams!) and some incredibly terrible flash fiction, also known as my own. Ha! Its embarrassing how awful it is, but I'm going to be posting it here anyways. Why? Because I can. So here it is, Flash Fiction Friday #1
Everything was liquid around me. Nothing had form or meaning, my hair floated around my face in the blackness. I knew I must have drown. I remembered how the nighttime stars had looked as I’d fallen off the boat into the ocean. I remembered being pulled under, the salt burning my eyes. Struggling until I couldn’t anymore, and I remember the blackness, it hurt more than the heaving of my lungs. I didn’t notice my eyes were closed until they opened. How long had I been down here? I couldn’t feel time passing. Shafts of light break through the darkness around me shining onto a colorful sandy world below. If there was any doubt before of my death, it left me as I saw her.
There was a girl down there, far out of reach walking along the bottom of the sea. It was as if she was out for a leisurely stroll. She didn’t sway in the current. White hair danced in the water behind her as she walked. I was mesmerized, certain she must be an angel. She kept walking, slowly getting further away. I wanted to call out to the spectral, my voice wouldn’t come to me.
As if she sensed my presence, she turned suddenly. She looks right at me, her eyes glowing a brilliant blue in the dim light. She smiles, shiny white fangs flash. Gills flare out methodically. Alarmed I shudder against her alien features until her hand reaches out to me beckoning me. Finding my legs they begin to move propelling my body towards this amazing creature.
Before I can get near her something heavy locks around my waist yanking me backwards away from my goal. I panic struggling against whatever has caught me. I sense something large pulling on me. It feels familiar, but my brain won’t stop to question, I just want to reach the girl. Her arm is still reaching out for me, calling me home. As if sensing my desperation, the thing pulls on me faster, yanking me upward further and further.
She becomes a spec within seconds. Cold air shocks me out of my desperation. My body’s functions take over as I try to take in a breath of the icy air, coughing and sputtering. Lights are all around me, brightening up the night. I hear a whistle blowing in the wind. The person who yanked me out of the water begins talking to me. The pain in my chest and the salty burn in my nose assaults me. All of the water is exsanguinated from my lungs. I ignore the pain and ignore the cacophony of voices yelling. Was that all real? I struggle more, releasing just enough to plunge my face back into the water, closer than before two blue orbs watch me. The kindness washed from her face she bares her pointed teeth. A clawed hand now swipes at me. As swiftly as I entered I am snatched out of the water again and heaved onto a raft. Everyone around me speaks at once, asking me questions and moving me. I cannot find my voice to warn them of the two glowing orbs rising faster and faster towards the surface.