Kevin could feel the cold cutting through his clothes. He and the other soldiers huddled together trying to keep each other warm. Winter came early.
Kevin had only recently fallen off to sleep when Captain Torres roused him. “They’re on the move,” he said. If there is one thing Kevin has learned from Torres is that you must always be battle-ready. He scramble to his feet and roused the rest of his troop. They quickly lined the top of the trench with barely the tops of their heads showing.
The only thing they had time to think about was making sure the bullets in the chamber hit the designated targets. They could not concern themselves with the melted snow in their boots or the smell of frying bacon.
They called Kevin ‘Eagle Eye’ because he could see anything a football field away without binoculars. Scanning the field, Kevin spotted movement behind the tree line. He grabbed the binoculars to make sure his eyes weren’t deceiving him, but before he had a chance to focus them he spotted a muzzle flash and was barely out-of-the-way before he felt the heat of the bullet whiz by. He ordered return fire and as quickly as it started it was over.
He assessed his men. No casualties or rather none dead. There are always casualties of war. The mind is the first and the biggest. A piece of it falls in every battle. He learned that when he saw his bunkmate lying twisted and bloodied on the ground beside him. He puked and peed himself all at once. He remembered Captain Torres telling him, “It won’t get any easier.” He was right.
Your mind kicks into survival mode and when it’s not it reveals the hidden scars and wounds that have yet to heal. It weakens you and you’re left like a pile of human rubble.
As his men sat talking and laughing about the early morning events over their coffee, burnt toast, bacon and runny eggs, he wondered how deep their wounds are and which soldier wouldn’t return from his mind’s moment of weakness.
I have participated in all the WordPress Blogging U sessions and this is perhaps the one I will benefit from the most. This session is Writing 201: Finding Your Story
I’ve decided to take this Blogging U opportunity to do a few things:
1) finish a story I started writing for the Blogging A to Z Challenge
2) tighten it up by doing some serious editing
3) get some serious feedback on it
A little background on the story. For the Blogging A to Z Challenge, I decided to write a short story 100 words at a time. I would begin each section of the story with that days letter and end it with the next days letter. Continue reading →
Write about the three most important songs in your life — what do they mean to you?
When this assignment posted, I asked myself are there any songs that illicit any strong emotions or any emotions at all, and the answer then as it is now is: “No.” Having resolved myself to not being moved by songs, I thought I should take a look within to perhaps learn why.
I did go on a kind of journey, albeit a very short one. I got bored with it. Anyway, the bottom line is I still don’t know why there’s not a song I’m emotionally attached to. There are lots of songs that get me tapping my feet, snapping my fingers, clapping my hands, and singing at the top of my lungs (which ah ra um . . . you probably want to be clear across town for that). Continue reading →
So, I’m a bit behind with WordPress’s Writing 101. The challenge for Day 2 was to describe a view with the twist to organize it around a setting.
This task was a bit hard. I don’t usually write descriptors like this. Hope I stayed true to the task. To see the full Day 2 challenge description click HERE.
Feedback is always welcome.
“Beautiful,” I said. I never would have done this until I met Jackson.
He had been after me for two years. “You’ll love it,” he’d say.
He planned his vacation around mine. He told me that he wanted us to do something together.
He woke me long before sunrise, which I didn’t appreciate. After all it’s my vacation and I hadn’t planned on getting out of bed before noon. I begrudgingly stumbled out of bed and mumbled something inaudible even to myself. Once I had dressed I met him in the kitchen where he was waiting for me at the kitchen table with this ridiculous grin on his face.
“You ready to go sunshine.”
“Where are we going? And why do we have to leave so early?”