Hi all. As the title of this blog post suggests, I decided to do something a bit different for my contribution to this week’s WIPpet Wednesday. I haven’t actually written anything new for ages – I’d put my new WIP on hold while I was editing Reunion of the Heart.
Anyway, I decided that because I hadn’t done anything new I’d create something new. What follows is something I’ve written in about half an hour. I don’t know if it’s good, I don’t know if it’s bad, so as always your comments are welcome.
It doesn’t relate to the date, but hey you can’t have everything! But it’s not too long either, so that’s a bonus!! I won’t say anything else about it, so just enjoy.🙂
What am I doing? she asked herself as she turned around and left him standing there in shock, his mouth hanging open, as though all the words he wanted to say had deserted him just as she had.
But she kept walking on and didn’t look back; she couldn’t. This was it. She had to take a stand – she couldn’t do this anymore. Her life had been one big lie for the past ten years. If only she could make him understand. It’s too late for that, the merciless voice in her head told her. There’s nothing else you can do.
Tears pricked at her eyes as she thought of what might have been. She blinked them away and trudged along, the one bag she was carrying heavy on her shoulder. She half expected him to come running after her, to grab her arm and wrench her back into his life. But she knew him better than that – the indifference he showed her that had threatened to engulf her.
Her mind carried her back to their wedding day, how happy they’d been. The hopes and expectations that they and all their friends and family had had. She remembered the smiles of her father, the happy tears of her mother, her own joy at celebrating this perfect day as she was marrying this wonderful man. Was it really only ten years ago? Somehow it felt a lot longer than that.
The road she was on, literally and metaphorically, was not one she would have chosen for herself. It would be an uphill climb, and there would be no one to share her heavy load. She stared at the narrow pavement she was walking along; it was the evening rush hour and vehicles of all shapes and sizes were rushing past her, some narrowly avoiding crashing into her, all oblivious to her presence, her pain.
Barely aware of the traffic, she soldiered on, remembering the clichéd saying: To thine own self be true. Reaching the pedestrian crossing she’d used on multiple occasions, she pushed the button and waited for the signal of the green man. Its beeping jolted her out of her reverie and she began to cross, never seeing the car, whose driver was talking on her mobile phone, until it was too late.
There you have it. If you would like to take part in WIPpet Wednesday, it’s easy. Simply post on your blog any piece of your writing that you want – preferably relating to the date – and then add your name to this. Then you can read all the wonderful things that the other WIPpeteers have written.
Thank you K. L. Schwengel for being our hostess with the mostest!