Happy New Year!
Today is a photo flash fiction – we’ve rounded up 12 images and will be writing something inspired by them…1 a month through the year.
Here’s January’s image:
“Come on, Nic. Look how gorgeous it is!”
I didn’t even look over at my brother. Sitting stubbornly and stiffly in the passenger seat, seatbelt still fastened, I stared out the windshield.
He wasn’t wrong – it was gorgeous. The blanket of white covering the ground was only marred by the tire tracks of another idiot who had ventured out after the snowstorm we’d had the night before. Snow clung to the bare branches of the trees and the wooden fence that lined the tiny country road. Yeah, gorgeous. One might even say picturesque.
But that didn’t sway me – I wasn’t deceived.
“Seriously,” my brother continued, “just a quick walk. It’ll be refreshing.”
I snorted. “Yeah, right. It may be pretty as fuck, but winter is just like the stuck-up popular girls at school.”
“Really?” he drawled.
I could feel his intense stare but kept my gaze focused on the deceptive scene before me. “Yep. Gorgeous enough to take your breath away, but underneath it all, a complete and utter bitch who will only hurt you. And in the end, you’ve only yourself to blame, because deep down, you knew it. You just let yourself get swayed by prettiness.”
“Wow.” A long pause. “Just wow.” The engine roared to life, then he said, “You’re going to die alone, you know that, right?”
I lifted a shoulder lazily. “Yeah, probalby. But I’ll be warm and won’t hate myself.”
I don’t even know… Seriously, blame my sleep-deprived brain for that little nugget. Oh, and the fact I’m in the UP right now – one of the most beautiful places on Earth, IMO, and enduring snowstorms and freezing temps. My feelings for winter may have bled through.
Be sure to check out what the image inspired the other bloggers to write!