New Beginnings

In this blog, I am documenting my life. I have come full circle, from trying to become a child of God to actually becoming one. It took me many years of self-deception and searching for something I could not describe to finally find Christ.

Wednesday, August 29, 2018

This is an example of flash fiction. This is what I am teaching and advocating as an avenue to get a story on paper and keeping the submission short.

The Train

The train was coming soon, and she would be on it. She was so fed up with the way things had happened this afternoon. Jaye had been so awful to her, that she just didn't care. She put in her headphones to listen to some music, but all she could hear was some commentator discussing politics, so she took them out again. Disgusted, she opened her book to read. This might make the time at least go faster.

Jaye sat in front of his computer not even looking at it. How could he be that way to the woman he couldn't live without? Dang, he had to find her and tell her he was sorry. He got into his car and started driving; he had no idea where to look. Should he report her missing? Then the cops would find her. But then she would be so mad that he did that. He would never get her back. He drove to the bus depot, but she hadn't been there. Then he thought of the train station.

He pulled up just as the train was pulling out of the station. He was too late. Desperately, he took off in his car again, thinking he could beat the train to the next town. He thought he would try to slow it down at the next crossing.

She felt a jolt and a screech and the train stopped in the middle of nowhere. The ambulance came with its sirens screaming, and out the window, she saw Jaye's mangled body being put into the back of it.

Hysteria gripped her, and she couldn't breathe.

She was DOA at the same hospital they took Jaye to.

I teach this in my classes as an effective story telling means.