It’s Day 5 of the 30 Day Writing Challenge. I’ve been a bit short on time today, so I decided to set a timer and write this post, using the prompt: This Road. I like writing to a timer – it’s a clear window of time in which I’m allowed to do nothing except write, and I find it a great way to get things moving if I’m stuck on a project.
I gave myself seven minutes (I told you, busy day), and this is what I came up with:
‘So is it this road? Or that road?’
‘I dunno. Bloody satnav.’ He tapped on it, hard, as though it might make the crossroads we sat at magically appear on the little screen. But all it showed was a single straight road going on to a dead end. The voice, like a robotic Eric Bana, kept repeating ‘You have reached your destination.’
‘No we bloody well haven’t!’ I shouted, frustrated by the calm Aussie twang. ‘For god’s sake, can we change the voice on that thing?’
‘Okay love, calm down. We can figure this out. Where did she say she was staying again?’
‘A farmhouse. Set back from the road, but she said when we got there we’d be able to see the driveway. But there’s no bloody driveway and it’s getting dark and I’ve no idea whether it’s this road or that road!’
‘Can you ring her?’
‘No signal.’ I waved my phone around in a futile attempt to pick up something, anything, but we might as well have been on Mars for all the coverage I was getting.
‘Right. Well. I’m going left.’
‘Left? Why left?’ I said as he turned the wheel, the car starting to swing around. ‘Oh for god’s sake!’ I shouted again, as Eric reminded us that we had reached our destination. I pushed the button on the top of the satnav then disconnected the suction cup from the windshield, resisting the temptation to throw the whole thing out the window.
‘Why not left?’ he replied. ‘Besides, we’ll hold up traffic if we sit here any longer.’
‘What traffic?’ I huffed. There was nothing to be seen but long fields and dark trees, silhouetted against a purpling sky. No ancient stone farmhouse, no welcoming light, nothing. We were lost.
It’s a little bit rough, but not too bad considering the time frame. As to whether they’ll ever get to their destination, I’m not sure. Maybe I’ll find out during another prompt…
Well, that could either be the opening to a fish out of water, city girl in the country comic romp. Or the start of an Evil Dead / Whicker Man sequel! Either way, nice, snippy dialogue and amazing what you can write in such a sort stime frame
Yes, to be honest I’m not sure which way the story is going. And I think I got lucky with the prompt – as soon as I saw it I had the first line and the image of the sat nav. I might try it again with another prompt and see how it goes 🙂
Should be interesting 🙂
Nice tension, and lots of room to grow here.
Thanks, Craig 🙂 I’m not sure which way the story is going to go, to be honest. Or even if I’ll finish it. It’d be nice to, but I’ll have to see what the muse thinks.
Wow. Seven minutes. Nice. Will have to look back at your past few days…
Thanks, Sarah 🙂 As I said to Lynn, I think I got lucky with this prompt. Don’t know if I’d always be able to write that much in that short a time.
You had me at robotic Eric bana hahaha