Sadly, I can't even remember the last time I wrote a plain old blog post. And I want to apologize because I know a lot of people looked forward to my writing Wednesday posts and my Friday teasers and random thoughts. My biggest enemy is time. I have so many different things I've been writing and so many new projects and events on the horizon that it's hard to even carve five minutes out of my work day to sit and write a post. But I wanted to do so today because I owe it to you guys.
My most recent time stealer has been the new store! I am so excited to launch my new products and share more books with you all. In case you didn't know, paperbacks are just $15 and for this month only, they're coming signed! I've sold a crazy amount of products, which is great for us all because it'll just expand further.
Also, um, if you follow me you know, but um, FOR THE LOVE OF HOCKEY! Yeah, it's totally happened, and yeah, I can't freaking wait to share Lindsay and Finn's beautiful story! I love them so much already!
Anyway...I want to prompt now! And to be honest, I have no idea at all what prompt I'm on so instead of labeling them by numbers, I'll give them titles (after today, of course). So let's go! I urge you all to prompt along with me!
You wake up one morning and find that you aren’t in your bed; you aren’t even in your room. You’re in the middle of a giant maze. A sign is hanging from the ivy: “You have one hour. Don’t touch the walls.” Finish the scene in 500 words or less. (From: http://www.writersdigest.com/prompts/labyrinth)
An hour? What was I supposed to do in that amount of time. I stood up and found a large arm of ivy wrapped around my ankles. I reached down and pulled at the sharp, green shrubbery, peeling it back from my skin. It left a ring of red where it suffocated me.
I jumped off what appeared to be a wooden table and fell onto a dark brown patch of dirt. All around me was greenery, taller than a two story house it seemed. I ran over to one of the walls and tried to pry the leaves back and see through, but it was so thick, I couldn't even see shades of the sun. All of a sudden a tidal wave of sharp pain shot through my finger and down my spine. I shot backwards and hit against the wood table. My body ached as I writhed on the ground. What the hell was that?
Where was I? I didn't understand how I got here. The last thing I remembered was falling asleep alone in my twin bed at my parents house. And now I stood between three walls of green that apparently shock you when you touch it with an hour to get out.
It must've been some practical joke.
"Very funny!" I screamed with my hands cupped around my mouth. Was this my asshole brother, Marcus? This wasn't funny anymore. "You can come out now!" I yelled again, but my voice died between the bushes.
Whatever. It was just a stupid maze. I could figure it out easy and then the joke's on him. I began to walk towards the one area that didn't have a wall. I stepped through and all of a sudden, the green expanded on it's own. I jumped backwards, afraid of what was happening in front of my eyes. Plants didn't grown like that, they didn't move like that. Where in the world was I?
The vines moved and combined, creating a thick wall I could no longer see through behind me. I guessed I had no other way to go than forward. I didn't have much of a choice anymore. Something felt off, but I wasn't sure if it was my imagination or not. My skin began to prickle as I followed the way the vines wanted me to. There weren't any options of where to go. It wasn't a maze at all.
The vines had a clear way I was supposed to go and instead of fighting it, I followed. I didn't want to get shocked again. I didn't want to get hurt. And then the vines opened me into a open area. It was a square, at least a hundred yards wide on each side. Two people stood at one end, their backs against the wall. How did they not feel the shock?
I reached my hand towards the wall beside me and immediately was jolted by the pain. I crouched down, cradling my hand between my legs. It hurt so bad I could cry. I glanced up and my eyes collided with the man at the top of the altar. He sat with a large crown of wood and leaves on his head. A female was beside him in a similar dress, mostly just green with the same, but smaller, crown.
"Our queen," he said, raising his hand towards me.
I glanced behind me. "Queen?" I asked.
"It is time for you to take your seat beside me, my queen. It's time for you to rule the earth."
"Mother," the woman beside him whispered.
Mother? What the hell?
"Mother Earth, come take your throne."
© Taylor Lavati 2017
What Readers Have to Say...
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