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Sometimes I like sitting at the McDonald's outside the mall, daydreaming away an hour or so. With a container of their terrible coffee in front of me, and my notebook; waiting for some lost soul to come in, whose story I can tell. Can't say much about the young people working behind the counter; with their clear skin, bright smiles, and quick to serve willingness in matching uniforms, as they don't seem to have any drama in their lives. Neither does the mother with two tykes who have already taken the heads off their McToys, nor the older gentleman tut-tutting over the local newspaper while ever so slowly consuming a salad topped with chicken strips, nor even the teenagers making out in a corner booth, while a single ice cream melts into glop in front of them. Some days everything appears copacetic with everybody, and it's not as if I have a writer's block, I mean, my pen is ready and willing to embellish any poor soul's miserable existence into a substantial fiction; it just seems at times nobody around me is suffering sufficiently. Then, I see my watch reads 8:06, and I wonder if it is safe to go home yet.

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Dude A Bydes Comment by Dude A Bydes on November 11, 2009 at 9:48pm
Brownie: There are universes within the atoms of that styrofoam Big Mac box. There is drama and suspense in the mind of the cab driver drinking coffee in the corner booth. There great humor in the internal dialogue of those drivers waiting in line at the drive-through speaker... "Would you like to try our new Double Angus Happy Meal?" Consider the possibilities? I think you already have. -Dude
CJT Comment by CJT on November 10, 2009 at 5:23pm
I think that maybe it is something that we should all do Alytha. Michael may have a leg up on this already, his latest pieces seem to be very well developed as if he were watching these conversations and actions daily.
Alytha T. Minns Comment by Alytha T. Minns on November 10, 2009 at 4:38pm
Sometimes I sit in public places and observe seemingly boring people and wonder about the secrets they hide...
Edward Dean Comment by Edward Dean on November 9, 2009 at 2:32pm
Hey M.B. just a thought; why not take this 'vein train' over to Sceptics newsapaper and do a reporters view, (op. ed.) with your serious reflective tone.
It would give you latitiude for expression.
I for one, would be interested to see what you can do with it.
CJT Comment by CJT on November 9, 2009 at 1:45pm
I most definately agree with Ed's latest statement, take it and run Michael, take it and run.
Edward Dean Comment by Edward Dean on November 6, 2009 at 10:35pm
From all the commentary M.B. you found a vein.......Mine it!
Toby Tucker Hecht Comment by Toby Tucker Hecht on November 6, 2009 at 10:11pm
This is really powerful. The reader is lulled into thinking that the story is about external things when it is about the internal thing all along. After the knock-out last line, the reader can go back and re-read and the paragraph is never the same again. Excellent. Always a pleasure to read.
Alytha T. Minns Comment by Alytha T. Minns on November 6, 2009 at 10:02pm
Everyone else has summed it up. Wonderful work. Thought provoking, as I find myself 'lacking' inspiration at the moment.
Ian Rochford Comment by Ian Rochford on November 6, 2009 at 9:28pm
Loved the ending - the magic is in the act of transference, when all that stuff we carry around gets dumped on some poor, unsuspecting soul who wonders why we're watching them so closely.
Paul Macauley Comment by Paul Macauley on November 6, 2009 at 5:56am
Your last sentence seems to turn the piece on its head and suggest that it isn't the suffering of others that compels the writer to write, but the writer's own suffering. So kinda ironic, and arugably true!

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