Sarah Ann Hall

Reporting on writing in progress or, more probably, not.

#Trifecta: Week 75 – Morning Journey

with 13 comments

This week’s Trifecta Writing Challenge word is:

DOOR
1: a usually swinging or sliding barrier by which an entry is closed and opened; also : a similar part of a piece of furniture
2: doorway
3: a means of access or participation : opportunity <opens new doors> <door to success>

And the rules

  • Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
  • You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
  • The word itself needs to be included in your response.
  • You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above.
  • Only one entry per writer.
  • Trifecta is open to everyone.  Please join us.

–––––

I had trouble this week coming up with an idea for a story, and then trying to incorpate the word correctly. I’m not happy, but better to stick my neck out and fail, than to not try.

–––––

Morning Journey (258 words)

Bip, bip, bip. Bleep, bleep, bleeeeeeeep. Every time a train arrived or left a station it was the same – the interminable intrusion of electronic gadgets. Had there been an over-run of sound-emitting diodes that only train companies had bought and installed?

Isabella was tired of auditory distractions. The train itself emitted only a low hum, but her fellow passengers provoked her wrath. Slurping coffee, sniffing noses. Talking into phones, even louder mumbling now they were hands free. Games whooping and whizzing, beer guzzling sporting-types forgetting they weren’t the only ones in the carriage. The three-year old buggy dweller, not wanting to sit on his father’s knee and letting everyone know his distress, using the ‘no’ word as his parents might wield it.

Unable to cope, Isabella jumped through the scratched window. The sun brought glimmers of gold to the whitewashed backs of cottages. Grassland dotted with blossoming cherries rushed past, and the limes and apple greens of hedgerow appeared. She imagined the fresh smell of budding flowers and sprouting trees, over the stifled stink of burger. Even the pitted brickwork of a tunnel, the dark and damp, offered sanctuary.

The tunnel. There was something about the tunnel. It was the presage of something.

Bip, bip, bip, bip. Go away. She wanted to scream. I need to think.

And then she remembered. For all its foreboding gloom, the tunnel was only a bridge, a door to a day full of promise. The train had arrived at its destination and was telling her the only way it knew how.

 

Advertisements

Written by Sarah Ann

May 2, 2013 at 10:28 pm

13 Responses

Subscribe to comments with RSS.

  1. I’ve felt this way many times. Very cool piece. It reminds me of a Twilight Zone episode called: “Willowby”.

    Lumdog

    May 3, 2013 at 12:43 am

    • I’ll have to look up ‘Willowby’ – thanks for the tip. Glad you enjoyed it.

      Sarah Ann

      May 6, 2013 at 5:18 pm

  2. This is very nice. I can’t stand a lot of noise either. Bugs me to no end!

    Draug419

    May 3, 2013 at 4:35 am

  3. Annoying ‘people’ noises are horribly distracting. And it seems that once I notice them, they become exponentially more irritating! I like the contrast of the annoyances with the beauty outside the window.

    jannatwrites

    May 3, 2013 at 5:05 am

    • Glad you like the contrast between the two scenes – that’s what I was trying for.

      Sarah Ann

      May 6, 2013 at 6:58 pm

  4. This struck a chord with me… I’m noise sensitive too. Well done Sarah Ann.

    Sandra

    May 3, 2013 at 8:49 am

  5. Just loved the way you described the auditory distractions in the second para Sarah-I fully empathize with Isabella:-)

    atrm61

    May 3, 2013 at 1:11 pm

  6. The angst of the traveler…

    piratemanagua

    May 3, 2013 at 2:51 pm

  7. Ha! I loved that she jumped out the window! And the rankness of the tunnel. A bit of ying and yang for the workaday world!

    btw, that picture on the post above, did you know that is Antoni Gaudi’s Casa Batlló here in Barcelona?

    KymmInBarcelona

    May 3, 2013 at 9:39 pm

    • Thanks for reading and the info about Gaudi. I’m saving up to visit Barcelona one day so hope to be able to see some of his work for myself. 🙂

      Sarah Ann

      May 6, 2013 at 7:08 pm

  8. Too many people! Confinement. Arghhhh!

    rangewriter

    May 4, 2013 at 7:36 pm


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: