Annie [a short story in progress–inspired by the classic SYBIL]

“The crash of glass made her head throb” (Sybil 1).

But this was normal–her head throbbing. Not the crash of glass. You see, it was a ritzy area, a gentrified spot, a mopped up hand-me-down place. The crash of glass was unusual. The pillars were stacked much too high and the staircases too zigzagged for criminal activity to even be suggested. Rather, the culpa was hers.

“Annie, dinner!” she heard. But there was no Annie. Annie be big and Annie be small but Annie Fitzpatrick? There’s none at all.

At least in her normal state. Now was a much different time for her, not so much time of day or her age or the sequence of her monthly cycle. It was a different time for her. And by different we mean…which euphemism is best? A change in mood, a new behavior, a topsy-turvy psyche?

“Annie, dinner!” Yep, you guessed it, and Annie did, too. The second announcement of dinner, which was more substantial than the green beans themselves.

Annie doesn’t normally wash her hands before dinner, but today was a day to break all the rules! And the windows! “Coming!” she cried. Only she actually was crying. Not just in the holla back at ya or shouting sense that we often see in narratives, but the actual tears streaking across her face kind. But she disguised herself well in a mask just like the ones we all wear.

I try to think of plot. I try to think like Daphne du Maurier. I try to keep my stories going in a spiked wavelength like the stock market, only mine are less predictable. I’m a bit lost, a bit confused. I’m not sure which direction this story should take–if I should center on plot or character development. Or if it should be a mystery and just how gothic to make it. But then I think some more and ruminate like Rumi (almost!) and say to myself, “If trying to write a story is my greatest problem, then I guess I’m pretty lucky.”

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2 thoughts on “Annie [a short story in progress–inspired by the classic SYBIL]

  1. I vote for plot! Mike Rogers | Vice Chairman Dentsu America 32 Avenue of the Americas | New York, New York 10013 USA mike.rogers@dentsuamerica.com p:212.261.4295| f: + 1.212.710.1504|

    From: A Day in the Life <comment-reply@wordpress.com> Reply-To: A Day in the Life <comment+7g8ak0jzd2cym_4dooucd2@comment.wordpress.com> Date: Tuesday, June 25, 2013 1:00 PM To: Dentsu <mike.rogers@dentsuamerica.com> Subject: [New post] Annie [a short story in progress–inspired by the classic SYBIL]

    rasegal posted: ” The crash of glass made her head throb (Sybil 1). But this was normal–her head throbbing. Not the crash of glass. You see, it was a ritzy area, a gentrified spot, a mopped up hand-me-down place. The crash of glass was unusual. The pillars “

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