Flash fiction statement was provided by Tatiana Eileen Shryock on my Facebook Fan Page.
“I never knew I’d kill a person.
If you’d told me an hour ago, I would have laughed at you. It’s funny how things can change in such a short space of time.
An hour ago, I was a monster.
But how can you describe internal bliss as monstrous? Sure, there’s a price to pay. It’s a terrible price, but that just depends on how you look at it.
An hour ago, I was uncontrollable.
I hate being a shoddy liar, but that’s a story for another time. I have a terrible headache right now, which might be partially because I’m being nagged from every side, or so it seems. It’s funny how this only happens when Master Berserker decides to put in appearances.
In the office of Dr Miles Benonico, a character is reclining on his sofa. This is her third session with the prominent therapist.
Dr: You seem to mention your author quite frequently.
Jo: She leaves me with no option.
Dr: Is that how you feel?
Jo: I think anybody would feel like that if they knew for certain that their whole life was being played by a puppeteer as if it was some kind of entertainment.
Dr: You sound like you resent her.
“It’s late and I’m feeling so tired. Having trouble sleeping. This constant compromise between thinking and breathing. Could it be I’m suffering because I’ll never give in?”
-Corinne Bailey Rae
I did mean to write this sooner but I’ve felt out of sorts all day. I think I’m just tired but I also felt kind of ill tonight. It’s a shame because I had a great idea for a post earlier and now it’s gone. I also had the urge to write but unfortunate errands took that away from me. They needed to be done, but it still steals away my creativity.
