#FridaySnippets 10 – A peek at my NaNoWriMo project

I’ve missed #FridaySnippets for a couple of weeks now because I’ve been extremely busy with all of my current projects. Sharing a good chunk of the blame for stealing Internet time is my NaNoWriMo project. Although I haven’t posted any progress on the NaNoWriMo site, I have been making some progress.

That said, I’ve decided to post a little bit of it for my #FridaySnippets this week.

FAIR WARNING: This is taken from the first creative draft – fingers flying over the keyboard with reckless abandon (before any edits or corrections) – so be ready for some rough writing! 😉

After all this planet had been through, Red wasn’t sure if it was right to think there might be some hope left.

Only a few grains remained and, as far as he could tell, they had nothing left in them but mass.

Retrospect offered nothing toward a silver lining in all of this. The world was gone and somehow he had lived to see it take it’s dying breath.

Now what?

The normal human response would be to rebuild. Red chuckled at the thought of that. He leaned out the window and mumbled “What will we build this time? What will we use to build it?”

He looked to the street below and watched the little dots scurrying about as if something could be done to fix all of this.

The muscles in his face tightened as his emotions took over “Oblivious odiots! All of you! Have you any idea what’s actually happened here? EVERYWHERE?”

His arms tensed, his eyes snapped shut and he fought to control his breathing. It was all he could do to keep a primal scream from escaping. Images of the devastation played over and over as if the back of his eyelids were high definition tvs.

He gasped and opened his eyes to stop the graphic assault. Contempt for what the world had become had vanished for the moment, replaced by self pity and a victim’s heart.

It wasn’t fair that everyone else seemed to be spared this torture. He wondered if there were any other survivors that had to learn how to fall asleep with their eyes open. If there were, what pictures were painted for them? Would they understand what they were seeing or would they just pass it off like a dozing dream brought on by stress or something they ate? Nobody understood what all of this meant like he did. How could they? They were all too concerned with how the stock market would survive and, assuming we didn’t run out first, what a gallon of gas would cost a person after all of this. They were fretting over how much they had spent on electronic devices that were useless at this point, as if the money they would be worth anything now.

He turned as he pushed back from the window, looked around the room, rocked his head around to crack his neck and sighed “Okay, back to work”.

Thanks for reading my #FridaySnippets! Feel free to… no, check that. PLEASE share your thoughts in the comments below I’d love to hear from you!

Thanks for spending time with me today!


2 Responses to #FridaySnippets 10 – A peek at my NaNoWriMo project

  1. Very intriguing snippet. I like the way that Red’s thoughts and emotions come across so powerfully. I want to know what’s happened to his world.

  2. I like that you consider how people live in this kind of world and the comparison of what life used to be like, with the gas and the electronic devices. It was a nice touch I think.

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