I can't say she's wrong. There's a book I've been meaning to mail out for a replacement for over a week now. It's still sitting on the counter. And while it's damaged I might as well still keep it. It's not that bad off, and the money's been refunded...
See, I'm terrible!
Which is why I can't resist about a blog hop about a writing prompt I discovered on J.A. Bennet's site. I mean, the picture is just so beautiful.

It's sponsored by Lillie McFerrin, Angie Richmond , Daniel Swenson , and Angela Goff (and as I can't get the linky thing to work, to check out others on the blog hop visit their sites) with prizes being critiques and a copy of On Writing. I really need to read that. Rules are 300 words or less using the photo above for inspiration, to be submitted before Jan 30. And like I said before, I just couldn't resist, so here's my entry. No procrastinating this time!
Lina could never describe the colors in the Sleeping World, it most likely had something to do with the fact that when she was awake she couldn't see because she had been born blind. But others who worked with her, who were in other regions of the World, called it bleak and gray. Lina was just happy she could see trees and flowers.
She already knew light. She could detect that when awake and it helped out with her job: enter the Sleeping World, the way point between waking and dreams, and destroy the lights. They came in all sorts of sizes and shapes; lamps, bulbs screwed into trees, or light up flowers. The one in front of her was a blub hanging from the sky.
Others she knew would brake the light, shattering glass on to the earth, but she always did it gently. Lina just had to make sure the light didn't shine any more, not break it, and so settled with unscrewing the blubs. She knew what she was doing, killing people by detaching their souls from their bodies. There was no reason to destroy the souls as well.
Lina unscrewed the light bulb, tucked it in the never full and always light satchel on her waist that held the souls of all the people she'd killed, and then forced herself to wake up.
Oh! That was a fun read! I loved it and I loved the take on the light. Very creative.
ReplyDeleteNice job with the lights. Good job with the blog hop :)
ReplyDeleteLove the idea behind this! If you could expand this it would make for a really interesting book!
ReplyDeleteFun read...thanks for posting.
ReplyDeleteOh, this was fantastic! I really enjoyed reading it, very creative.
ReplyDeleteI had to laugh about being a procrastinator, I can so relate to that!! I am possibly the laziest person on the planet LOL.
Enjoyed your details and the mystery of this Lina. Nice one! :)
ReplyDeleteIt is a beautiful prompt. And i feel your story captured its mysterious essence. Great job.
ReplyDeleteWow, this was at once fascinating and creepy! I want to know more about Lina and how she came to be doing this job!
ReplyDeleteThere is definitely something final and fatal about unscrewing a lightbulb. Glad you killed the procrastination monster :)
ReplyDeleteSo melancholy, and yet gentle too.
ReplyDeleteBy all that is Holy...Sheesh.
ReplyDeleteFantastic ending. This is why I love writers, always hitting me with surprises and great prose.
Okay, I'm really impressed by this one. Also impressed by the terrifying thought that some 'takers of life' or whatever they would be called would destroy souls while others wouldn't by choice. The imagery is fantastic. Really nice job.
ReplyDeleteExcellent work! I love how she doesn't break the bulbs like the others. What a compassionate killer :) hee hee!
ReplyDeleteGreat work - love the idea of the killer. New follower :)
ReplyDeleteCongrats on placing in the Blog Hop! Amazing work. Email me at lilliemferrin(@)gmail(dot)com with the address where you'd like your book sent :)
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