From Ascension Falling
The next thing I heard was a “WHRRRaw” like something stretching, then a “THUD” as it hit the side of the tractor cab. Next thing I knew, Ascension was right there with me and we were facing old man Vince.
“No you woreee, we get fixed,” said Ascension in broken English.
The world catapulted along in space, the seasons came and went and life in that small town was like a John Cougar song until Paul Richmond decided he wanted to be a cop.
Great imagery!
Thanks Marissa, the ending of this story is giving me problems…
It happens. I’ve sort of had a policy with my poems to never start a poem unless I had an ending for it. Sometimes I go for it anyway and an ending just comes to me but a lot of the times I end up throwing stuff that I think it good away, just because I don’t know how to end it.
It’s a quandary for sure…A good ending is so important. Maybe it will come to me 🙂
Hopefully! The premise is strong.
Like this a lot!
Thanks!
Great and intriguing piece of your book, L.T. Finding the ending will help complete this, like the end of putting together a jigsaw puzzle. It will all “fall into place.”
In the middle of the night, either in a dream or your subconscious mind, you will find the final chapter, L.T. 🙂
Yes, I think it will come to me. I have an ending to this story, sometimes later one, I do go back and change things. Thanks so much for visiting my blog and commenting!