"Storytelling reveals meaning without committing the error of defining it." ~Hannah Arendt
Many wanted to know the location of Yesterdays picture its a picture I took on my way into Utah of the Flaming Gorge. Such a pretty place.
Here is my entry for the Guess that character blogfest from Jen. Its not actually a snippet in the story, but rather an outside interaction I came up with for the blogfest. Enjoy and please tell me what you believe my character Andaya looks like, I'm very interested in these responses, what a fun thing to do!
"Mother, please, just tell me about the city."
"Andy, I can't. Look just take the pills and it will go away."
"No!" Andaya threw the sleeping pills at the wall behind her mother. She didn't understand. The souls didn't just fill her dreams. Their pain was Andaya's pain. She was trapped in this house like the souls trapped inside the city.
"Andy, stop this now! Your grandmother spent her life looking for a myth. She was crazy and I don't want you to end up like her." Salina stepped back from the bed.
"Get out!" Andaya pulled the blankets up to her chin and turned her back on her mother. Her bedroom door clicked shut.
In the darkness her body tingled as if spiders crawled down her skin. A shiver raked its finger up her spine and Andaya knew they were waiting. She clenched her eyes shut as the souls tugged at her thoughts. She couldn't breath. Her chest heaved with no avail to air. Andaya succumbed to them
"Help us..." the voices said in unison.