Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Independent Writing #1
So I’m not going to lie. I wrote this in about ten to fifteen minutes, if that. I had no inspiration other than my friend Chuck’s death but it was not due to the same reason as noted in this piece. I kind of just sat down at my computer and felt like writing something depressing (No, not because I’m depressed mind you), hoping to shock you all. Let me know if it does? So if you don’t like it then please don’t comment, ‘kay thanks. I really like the last sentence a lot because it is just sort of a slam in the face. But I’m not sure if anything before that is any good. This isn’t like most of writing so don’t be afraid. I was experimenting with switching from first person point of view to third person point of view; let me know if it doesn’t works.

Guilty Soul

They all seemed so distant. It was as if I was out of my body, watching the scene unfold.

“I’m sorry Sid, but this isn’t working. You live in Cali for Gods sake! That’s three thousand miles away! We’ve been with each other once in the past three months. I’m sorry.” She desperately was trying to explain why she was tearing his life apart.

He remained silent for a long time. The silence was maddening. Just as she was about to scream his lips parted and a soft gasp escaped from him, as if from a dying man.

“I understand,” was all he said, all he could say.

They continued to sit there for a long time, both consumed by their own thoughts. Perhaps they were revisiting the past when things worked, when they loved each other, when they were each others number one. But like they say, you cannot recreate the past.

For a week both of them just kind of drifted through life. Thinking, wondering, wishing. After awhile it seemed that everything was ok. Better even. They talked every night about what had happened and hope for the future. Maybe they would work once more.

I even found myself falling back in love with him. Or maybe for the first time? It didn’t matter. All that mattered was that my heart couldn’t stop singing.

My heart thudded with guilt as his coffin softly hit the moist earth.

Comments

Kat! I loved this one. The ending was really a good, abrupt, slap in the face sort of thing. Just when you thought it was going to end happily, it didn’t! Really good though. I LOVED THIS PIECE. Probably my favorite so far. Good job Kat! <3>

Hey Kathleen this is good! Loved the ending very intense I liked it. You’re a good writer. ~Sara H

1 comment:

Mr. Popken said...

Kat-Quite powerful. Great use of structure-you use dialogue very effectively without overdoing it.

Your narrator's point-of-view is a bit confusing. You move from 1st to 3rd to 1st again-you might want to look at this.