But, this morning, I want to share with you what I wrote on October 31st. The prompt is encouraging the writer to delve into some macabre, frightening event.
But I wrote something else.
The Prompt: As morbid as it may sound, the universality if death lends itself to great literature. To wit, in 2011, all thirteen novels nominated for the Booker Prize shared a death plot line. Your task today: write a death scene.
My Response: She hasn't been well for a while. Her world has become smaller and smaller. She's physically confined but, strangely, psychologically fine with it.
She's tired. Tired of the task of living and all that's needed to keep her alive. She is in pain, and in addition, is "sick" and weak. Her brain is tired.
One evening she goes to bed and says her nightly prayer, one that she learned as a child. "...if I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take."
And this night she's off to a great adventure.
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