I know I never even used the word “walls” in this post. And that doesn’t really matter to me! Because I just really like the sound of “castle walls.” I really want to name a book that one day. For now, this tale of misery and woe will have to suffice.
Also, why is it always the stepfather? Because he’s seen as some kind of invader into the familial sphere or a new center of attention for the mother?
Actually, that last one just sounds like Freudian whoo-ha and should be promptly regarded with skepticism.
I’m sure there are plenty of good stepfathers, by the way!
Have fun (even though this story isn’t exactly conducive to “fun”)~
Title: Castle Walls
Genre: Realistic Fiction
Word Count: 100
No princesses live in my castle but there is a dragon circling around it. It doesn’t breathe real fire but it might as well. The words that come out of its mouth are hot enough to turn you right into ash. His punches are just as bad. Jim, the dragon of mom’s second marriage, is stalking outside my mossy stronghold. He is fuming. I don’t remember what I did to make him angry today. It’s usually nothing.
But now he knows where I hide from him. I can see him through the crack in the stones. He is searching. Hunting.
I feel like I’m not paying enough attention to my blog. I haven’t updated Shadow of the Colossus’ Lorequest in quite a while and March is appearing to be a slow month. Or people are just going outside for the first time this year and don’t want to stay inside reading blogs. If that’s the case, keep doing what you’re doing! Even so I still feel like I need to spend more time here. Oh and it also gives me something tiny to cling onto to let me know that as soon as college is over, I won’t be completely without jobs, prospects, or hope.
I mean, I can always write but I’d be doing that every day even if I lost my hands and eyes.
Oh well, might as well enjoy the familial and the comfortable before real life snatches it all away from me!
I need my own little castle in the forest to hide in. With a moat made out of jello.
Best of luck, you brave writer folk!