Why waste a perfectly good hour on the bus reading or watching cat videos on your smartphone when you could be writing? Sure your calligraphy might be horrible – but that’s what retranscription’s for! Here, I offer my first Route 805 production: this week’s Friday Fictioneers. Every Friday, writers from all around the world write 100 word (or thereabouts) flash fiction based on a photo posted that Wednesday on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog.
Here’s my story this week. I welcome constructive criticism; without it I cannot grow as a writer.
I think of that bakery on the first floor. Full of bread. Jeez, I’m so hungry.
I lean under the doorway and consider the stairwell for the thousandth time.
But God, the drop! I break out into a cold sweat. Stairs weren’t meant for this reference frame. And if I lose my grip, I’ll fall screaming all the way to the top, maybe break through into the air like all those poor souls caught outside when it happened.
The world’s been flipped, you see.
I sit back down next to the light fixture. My stomach rumbles.