The gals at the Triple Threat Investigation Agency have started a creative writing course. Too funny. I’d have thought they’d be more interested in martial arts or P.I. Techniques 101, but they said they got “the bug” after writing so many posts. They asked if they might post a short “fictional” (maybe yes, maybe no) piece over the next week and a half. Why not? 😊 And, winner of Rock Paper Scissors Lizard Spock (they always [secretly] loved The Big Bang Theory), is Linda.
Her life: a mosaic. A jumble of uneven, misshapen pieces. An alcoholic father slumped in one corner, an abusive mother ready to swoop on her prey in another.
She was that square peg. Never fit into the round hole. Her school chums were few, her friends nonexistent. Thoughts always self-contained. Fun forever self-made.
Creativity existed in newfound words and wide-ranging colors. Stories and pictures, different to view yet similar in tone. A collage of scattered, asymmetrical concepts connected in translucent, multi-dimensional form.
Layers of wisdom collected over years. Slivers of solitude. Splinters of hope. Tranquility and liberty within reach, but not embraceable. A patchwork of memories and dreams . . . geometrically dispersed.
Rey’s up next week. She’s already [frantically] penning something on a cocktail napkin (the gals are at a beachside bar, enjoying some sunshine).