Last week, I wrote No Way Out in response to Charli’s Facing Fear prompt. Some of you asked if I was going to continue this story but at the time, I wrote it as a complete 99 word flash with a tragic end for Bill.
Since then, and for some strange reason, I have not been able to shake this story off. I have to say that ever since I started writing flash fiction, this is the first time this has happened and it has taken me by complete surprise.
More comfortable as a memoir and creative non-fiction story writer, fiction pushes me way out of my comfort zone. Yet with flash I love that I can give the story free rein, relishing the fact that it has a tight word limit. Somehow, this enables me to write with less constraint and I have found this whether writing a 50 or a 500 word flash. Still though, the thought of writing a novel paralyses me. Hopefully that will change one day, but meanwhile, here is Charli’s prompt for this week:
‘In 99 words (no more, no less) include a yellow boat on a river. Be creative with the phrase. It can be about a yellow boat or it could be the name of a band or brand of toothpaste. It can be included in the setting or be the adventure.’
Here then is my continuation of Bill’s story in 99 words:
No Way Out Part Two: The Yellow Boat
Pulling the garage door shut behind him, Bill reached for the hose pipe hidden behind the freezer. Shoving one end into the exhaust pipe, he trailed the rest into the car with him.
The hose caught on something: he tugged hard, sending a box of old toys crashing down on the garage floor.
Sweat snaked down his back as he stepped out of the car, almost crushing the toy boat at his feet.
The memory of his son and their day together on the river in their yellow boat met him in the cold, dank silence.