Welcome to the 11th edition of Pen’n’Tonic’s Creative Expressions challenge.
You’re welcome to join the challenge. No special permission required!
Each week on Tuesday (as time permits), I’ll post a word, a phrase, a picture, or an idea that will constitute a prompt from which to submit a p
oem, a flash fiction piece (not longer than 250 words), an original photograph, an original artwork, or a combination of these things that you think applies to the week’s theme.
Interpret the theme as you see fit. The only rules are that you be creative, be original, and have fun. Post your entry on your own blog and add your link to the InLinkz page (see little blue frog image below).
As with most challenges of this sort, I encourage you to provide feedback, respectful critiques, or general comments for each other’s stories. Simple “Likes” are good too!
This week, as a learning exercise to help understand point of view, I challenge you to write the same story from two perspectives. Choose two main characters, one settings, and one mini plot. Write two stories, one for each character.
I’ve written simple example about the long wait in a hospital waiting room. One character is patiently waiting because she knows something the other character doesn’t. The other character is very impatient and perhaps it’s his pain that makes him loose his cool rather quickly. The purpose is to show how different characters think, see, feel, act, and react in the same situation.
James and Berta
James glanced around the waiting room.
Oh, this shouldn’t take long.
Only one other woman sat near the front desk.
He nodded to her.
Without responding, she simply returned to her book. Jeez. She’s a barrel of laughs.
James checked in with the nurse and took a seat near the woman.
“Have you been waiting long?”
“About two hours.” The woman’s voice was nearly a whisper.
James’ eyes widened in disbelief. The room was practically empty. Why would it take so long? Another hour went by. James stormed to the front desk and began a tirade at the nurse.
He noticed Whisper Woman’s reflection in the window as she scuttled across the room to the far corner.
How the hell can she be so patient?
“What the hell is taking so long? This is ridiculous!” James’s rant continued but the nurse just shrugged an apology.
Oh, that’s it. Don’t tell me anything. Just keep filling out your damned forms!
Berta glanced up as the tall man entered, holding his abdomen. He was obviously in much pain.
He nodded, but she didn’t feel like talking to anyone so she returned to reading her book. She flipped another page. After he checked in, he sat near her. Damn.
“Have you been waiting long?”
“About two hours,” she rasped through a burning throat. Please don’t talk to me. I want to be left alone. She continued reading.
Fifty minutes later, Berta glanced at her watch. Earlier, she heard the nurse talking on the phone about a twelve-car pile up on the freeway a few hours ago. She sighed. Surely, they’d call her in soon.
From the corner of her eye, she could see the man’s face slowly reddening and his fidgeting was starting to annoy her. She buried herself deeper into her book. Berta realized his anger was about to explode as he stomped to the front desk.
“What the hell is taking so long? This is ridiculous!”
The nurse shrugged and continued typing forms. Why doesn’t the nurse tell him what’s going on?
Berta switched to a chair in the far corner the room. Please stay away from me.