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100 Word Story: Paddle
When they turned the canoe around, they faced a great headwind. They paddled
into whitecaps and could barely see the pale slip of dock where they’d started
out an hour ago.
Beneath the canoe, she could see long snaking branches of trees felled in
ancient storms and imagined herself tangled there, beneath the foam, looking up
at the darkening sky. This could be the end, here in this deep, vast lake.
“On my count! One! Two!” yelled her husband from the back as if he’d seen
her drift away. She leaned into the count, pulling hard past the dead trees.
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Potent piece.
I aced it as a small town reporter – my submissions were printed in full but I am entirely unable to write a 100 word story…
In your 100 words there is a best selling novel of enormous proportions. There is fear, drama, mystery and a bloody good read. Absolutely wonderful. XXX
You’re awfully kind. It’s easy once you get in the groove. Super fun to write. Now, long things – those are impossible for me.
Wonderful description!