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For Creative Muses - July
Jul. 23rd, 2008 09:26 pmPrompt: Gut feeling
I hate Emily Dickinson.
I was never a great poetry reader anyway, preferring either classics or science based books. But after being forced to listen to Dickinson’s poetry for what seemed like hours when we were in lockdown, while counting down the minutes of a friend’s life? ‘Because I could not stop for Death' is seared into my brain.
Of course, it could partially be my feelings for Suzie talking. I mean, the woman first of all killed innocent strangers to make sure she had a plentiful supply of violent death to test the glove. She had already set in place a sequence of events that would take place three months after her death, forcing us to revive her. When she came back, I avoided her. Couldn’t look at her. She called me judgemental, which I suppose I was. Wouldn’t you if someone you trusted turned out to do something horrific like taking a life? Owen just claimed that she ‘scared the fuck out of him’.
But, I knew her. Knew her well enough to work out that she would have had to have a way to get out of the lockdown already set in place. Just in case. ISBN was an odd thing to try, but it seemed logical given what we were dealing with. If you looked at what she was doing with Gwen, a complete opposite, using numbers instead of words seemed just right, logical even. But then, logic and gut feeling can be one and the same, can’t they?
Toshiko Sato
Torchwood
Word count: 253
I hate Emily Dickinson.
I was never a great poetry reader anyway, preferring either classics or science based books. But after being forced to listen to Dickinson’s poetry for what seemed like hours when we were in lockdown, while counting down the minutes of a friend’s life? ‘Because I could not stop for Death' is seared into my brain.
Of course, it could partially be my feelings for Suzie talking. I mean, the woman first of all killed innocent strangers to make sure she had a plentiful supply of violent death to test the glove. She had already set in place a sequence of events that would take place three months after her death, forcing us to revive her. When she came back, I avoided her. Couldn’t look at her. She called me judgemental, which I suppose I was. Wouldn’t you if someone you trusted turned out to do something horrific like taking a life? Owen just claimed that she ‘scared the fuck out of him’.
But, I knew her. Knew her well enough to work out that she would have had to have a way to get out of the lockdown already set in place. Just in case. ISBN was an odd thing to try, but it seemed logical given what we were dealing with. If you looked at what she was doing with Gwen, a complete opposite, using numbers instead of words seemed just right, logical even. But then, logic and gut feeling can be one and the same, can’t they?
Toshiko Sato
Torchwood
Word count: 253
