September 20, 2019
50 Word Thursdays # 32
- Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
- Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments.
- Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it.
- HAVE FUN!
This weeks phrase: “Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul;” – Moby Dick by Herman Melville.
The view from his flat was the same as the previous day—actually, the entire month. Gray, calm waters, waiting for him to traverse them.
But Brandon wasn’t feeling it. He wasn’t feeling much of anything. I find myself growing grim, whenever it’s a damp drizzly November. My soul aches.
This story was written for the 50 word Thursday challenge, this week
Kristian, Tales From the Mind of Kristian.
Give it a try. You might be surprised at what you can compose.
Leave a comment. I’d love to hear from you.
Excellent twist into the present. It’s only September but I feel your protag’s pain….