Well, it’s submission Saturday, folks. I found another challenge with which to sharpen my writing on a whetstone of words (try saying that fast). This one is the Write Tribe 100-word challenge (the 2014-5 incarnation). Give it a go, fiction f(r)iends! As always, feedback will feed you back—in other words, your comments are appreciated and I’ll do my best to reciprocate.
A doppelgänger of the mind
©Leigh Ward-Smith, 2014
As Melanie Yelton trained cornflower eyes on the microwave carousel, she tried to ignore the coil slipping closer to her sternum.
Silently, like many times before, she logged the revolutions of the russet, pirouetting oblongly. 265.
Giggles cartwheeled down the hallway, which made her bring the blood.
When the time comes, how do I tell her about you? Melanie chewed a lip as she drummed hangnail-ragged fingers in a 3-3-3-2-2 pattern. My constant companion. My damaged doppelgänger.
The familiar viper of fear sliding through her ribs told her that soon it would be time to check the window latches again.