Day 5: Story a Day in May – When Your Character Is Like You
Today I’m limiting your character choices.
Write a story featuring a character very like you
Think about the things that make you you: Gender, family roles, occupation, age, body type, religion, hobbies, outlook, genetic heritage. Are you curious, or cautious? Musical or tone-deaf? Extroverted or introverted? Content or endlessly searching?
Put this character, who is both you and not you, into a situation that you might run across in your everyday life. Or put them into a situation you would like to find yourself in. For example, I am always dreaming up new business ideas. I don’t have the time or ability to pursue any of them, but I love to daydream about the businesses I could run if I had a thousand lifetimes. Take something that you care about — something that you daydream about anyway — and put your character into that situation
Now, you have to make something happen, so think about the ways that the situation could go spectacularly wrong. This can be funny, like Fawlty Towers, or serious like the TV show 24. It depends on your preferences and what you feel confident writing.
You Don’t Know Me
You don’t know me. You have no clue what I struggle with on a daily basis. It is one thing to have an illness … a disease that people can see when they look at you, but another when you look perfectly healthy and are judged for what you can and cannot do because of the silent internal beast that destroys another little piece of you every day.
Even worse is the fact that you are no closer to a definite diagnosis than you were five … ten years ago. I could be this … keep a symptoms journal. No…we cannot give you anything for the pain since that would mask any new symptoms. Test after test … nothing conclusive. MRIs, CAT scans and still nothing.
Not knowing every day what will or will not work … what will or will not hurt … will there be something new to add to the ‘symptoms journal’? Life is never boring, but it is always racked with pain and uncertainty.
I won’t go into all the gory details of what happens to me each day. Just let it be known that I don’t travel like I planned in retirement, I plan even short trips to do errands around how life is when I wake up and go through a portion of the day. Things sometimes change suddenly and unexpectedly and I choose to stay home … just in case.
Because of unexpected and uncontrollable spasms in my lower esophagus and diaphragm, I never go out to eat any longer. I can’t risk getting into the position of not being able to swallow a bite of food and deal with the results publicly. Not what I saw for myself three years ago when I retired, but that is my daily reality.
Few people know of my daily struggles and I don’t whine or complain about my weird lifestyle. It is what it is and we all have to play the hand we are dealt. I spend my days reading and writing. Now that it is warmer, working in my container herb and vegetable garden adding something new almost daily.
I have a full life … never lonely, but a life I didn’t plan and manage. So, don’t judge me, because you don’t know me.
Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Flash Fiction
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie