"They are in the car, driving towards his childhood home where his mother and father patiently wait. A doula for most of her entire life, Jacob's mother has been promised the birth of her first grandchild. His wife is pregnant for the sixth time and they are both certain that this time they will deliver on that promise.
Margot has made it to the eighth month. She is quiet, her head resting on the passenger side window leaving a greasy stain on the glass. Neither has spoken in an hour. There is the fear that if either one breathes too loudly, the baby will come and it will be too soon. They have never made it this far before and the unfamiliar territory they now find themselves in extends out like a tightrope stretched between two mountains. They are balanced in the middle and afraid to look down."
i like it! i've never read your fiction :)
ReplyDeletei'll send you the story when it's complete. i've only written one other short story, so this is still very new to me.
ReplyDeletehow long does it have to be? when you write fiction, do you have an idea of where it's going to go when you begin?
ReplyDeletethere's no page minimum and maximum is...i don't know, 15 pages maybe? my teacher didn't specify. and i usually don't know where it's going to go, especially in this case. it's writing sooo slowly. all i knew when i started was that i wanted to write about miscarriage.
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