Rachel waited in front of the museum bathroom for her daughter, Lucy, to come out. She yawned, throwing her hand to her face so quickly she accidentally hit herself in the mouth, causing throbbing pain to shoot through her jaw. Leaning against the wall behind her, she closed her eyes and let the pain subside.
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The Character’s Strike (Back): Part 3
It’d been a rough morning for David Hillborough. His alarm had rung too early to be bearable, thanks to his wife’s insistence of her newly-discovered four-am workout sessions online. His oldest child, fourteen year-old Shawna, had decided that the only way to deal with early morning wake-up’s for school was to practice their drumming in… Continue reading The Character’s Strike (Back): Part 3
An Archaic Modern Play: Play On, Act 2, Scene 6
CHARACTERS IN THIS SCENE: PRINCE: The Prince of Medi. He dreams of a brighter future but is naïve to what his Father and others are really like. LIA: Princess of Medi, pretending to be a servant of the Independent Investigator from France. King Medi’s Palace Enter Prince Prince: You must say something. You must tell… Continue reading An Archaic Modern Play: Play On, Act 2, Scene 6
The Characters’ Strike (Back): Part 2
Yes, she thought. All the ideas I’d had. All the stories I’d written, turned down because it ‘didn’t quite fit’ or that I’d been made to re-write so it would ‘appeal to a greater audience’. She sighed, remembering when as a nineteen year old she’d made the promise to herself to always stay true to herself and be confident in what she wanted to write. She’d learned very quickly that to get anywhere in this industry you had to bend, at least slightly, to what other people said. Recently though it was like she was doing nothing except bending to what every other person wanted, or constantly considering what other people would think before she even had the opportunity to think of any story idea herself. There wasn’t an original idea left in her head, it seemed. Nineteen-year old her would be ashamed of what she’d become.
The Literary Onion 