Something's on the move

[hawkwing_lb]

I have written on the short story as far as it is willing to go with me tonight, I fear. 896 words. Now all I need is some plot, a wee bit of theme and a smattering of vision, and it might just become something. ::shoves story back down to back of mind to simmer some more::

It is doing the untitled thing to me... though it might well already have a title: "Shadow on the Gulfs" is the one that's swimming around in my head at the minute. I'm usually crap at titles, so that may change... Maybe.

Much weirdness in this story. Also, why are all my characters either: a) assassins; b) violent war-type people; c) criminal; d) insane or badly traumatised; e) all of the above; or f) boring? Not that I'm, you know, worried about the answer or anything.

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Well, speaking seriously and from experience, being broken generally adds up. Over time, the usual daily grind results in a small amount of chippage but the really serious things in life sometimes result in permanent change. Once, I was broken beyond repair. Not in any physical way, so it would be hard to point to any scars, but PTSD is a scar of sorts.

The old things that once bothered me just don't anymore. I have other things to think about.

Most people are shades of grey, but for some the world is seen in black and white, which leads them into trouble. One of my friends' sister had that issue as a teen, and had to learn how to interpret the shades of grey.

The other problem with black and white is the ones who manipulate people. The psychopaths see the world in very stark terms, and there's no grey in them at all. I've learned to run from people who can't see shades of grey.

And then on the less serious side, humans can't see that many shades of grey, not nearly as many as a computer can, which is why the MRI and CT scans have "gates", or settings of colour thresholds. ;-)