The Missing Stuff
by
J. Smith Kirkland
He took the note from his coat pocket.
The instruction were clear. He had to collect the three item by 6pm,
and take them to the person that wrote the note. The ramification for
not completing this task was not spelled out in the note, but it
didn't have to be.
It was colder than usual for this time
of year. As he moved down the sidewalk, he noticed he was not the
only one affected by the cold. everyone was bundled up in thick coats
and gloves. Too cold for normal civilities. People just rushed passed
without smiling or even nodding.
He knew where to get the stuff, and
navigated he way through the crowd in the establishment towards his
goal. There seemed to be more people there than usual. Or maybe it
just felt that way because he was in a rush and they all seemed to be
getting in his way on purpose.
Once he started looking around, it
didn't take him long to realize he was not going to be making his
purchase there. Something was off. All these people. He didn't like
it. He made his way to the door, trying to slide past the door guy
without appearing too obvious.
He knew a guy over on Main Street that
would have the same stuff. And maybe without all the people.
He walks in and addresses the guy he
knows, “Hey.”
“Hey.”
“Look, I need this stuff.”
He showed John the list.
“Sorry man, can't help you.”
“But what am I supposed to do?
“You should have been here yesterday.
Look, there's a place on Shallowford. A guy I know there says you
might be in luck. Just walk up to the door and tell him I sent you.”
He found the place. Little building
with a sliding glass door. A guy hanging out in the doorway. He took
a breath and walked towards the door. There was a man that got there
before him. He heard the man say he wanted the same three things. He
would have thought nothing of that if this were not the third place
he had been to. This seemed like more than a coincident.
He wasn't trying to eavesdrop, but he
heard the man say, “Yeah, the weather app says the snow will
probably his around midnight. The roads will be bad in the morning.
You know they'll close the school.”
So that was it. Snow was predicted, no
wonder he can't find milk, bread, and eggs.
The guy at the register replied, “You
know they will. I heard it may be 1 to 2 inches. But at least you can
make french toast in the morning.”
The
Prompt
Write
outside your comfort zone with a random genre, weather type, and
errand. (see below)
When
you are stuck for new ideas, working from specific suggestions can
open up new possibilities. They can also take you out of your normal
way of working and help you explore different approaches. You never
know what sort of story will result.
Then,
write a story in your genre, with the particular type of weather and
errand.
(Bonus:
choose a favourite childhood character as your main character.)
Genre
- mystery
- romance
- fantasy
- political satire
- science fiction
- thriller
Weather
- snowstorm
- light rain
- heat wave
- extreme cold
- strong wind
- sunny and warm
Errand
- buy groceries
- return library books
- make a bank deposit
- pick up a child from an extracurricular activity
- deliver a birthday present
- renew a piece of government identification
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