False Start Friday: in which writers share some words that didn't make the final cut, or were in some way unwanted.
Here's a failed competition entry of mine from last autumn: a tell-a-story-in-100-words challenge. It wasn't a terrible fail: Boy liked it; it's always good to practice one's skills.
It isn't a whole story, it's more of an extract. It has a monster from the abyss theme that relates to the prehistoric and thus the deepest unconscious regions of the human mind, but how would the reader know that? Go too deep and you compress too much!
It is exactly 100 words, of course J
Hunts By Eye
'At first it is a space, darker than the deep water, indistinct under thick ice: the distance makes us brave. As the shape gains clarity, we grow chill, like the ice melt runs straight into our veins, but there’s a level of curiosity that breaches reason. The pale glaze melts thinner and thinner, a stir in the still water breaks cold sweats: we keep going back. Shining, mesmerising, these distant motions abruptly blur with speed, burst the surface. Shock makes a statue of me, a stone afraid witness to flailing jaws, to punctured screams, to violent waves subsiding to silence.'