Our final spot on the Halloween short story run went to our very own Stray Taoist. Brave really since he is chronically perfectionist and I umm, discouraged messing.
The Final Cut is therefore totally unedited, written I believe especially for us at relatively short notice. He did getg a bit more warning than Andrew so he had more than three hours, but still...
Anyway without further ado, delve into the horror of The first Cut.
"It was the screaming I wanted to stop. Confined as she was to the bed, it
still grated in my head, over and over and over and over and over again. Ever
increasing, never stopping. Never, ever stopping. Even during the respite I
afforded her, I could hear the screaming, when no noise came from the small
room.
I can see the room from where I am reading the paper. Down the end of a
corridor, scrubbed clean, doused with antiseptic, cleansed of all dirt, germs
and anything that could infect. I don't like infection. That would spoil my
plans. In the same way her incessant screaming is interfering with my plans.
In the same way her entire life has interfered with my plans. But it has
come to here, and now, and she is in the room and I am not."
Read the rest of the final cut or visit our short story index.
3 comments:
'Chronically perfectionist' is probably a nicer way of saying I am grumpy :)
Thanks for asking, and thanks for accepting it!
lol, yeah well tact and diplomacy. Thanks for playing, it's terified me!
Never a truer word said Stray, And surprisingly, you said it about yourself. I think it is important to recognise these things in yourself.
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