Yet another week has passed. If I’m honest, I’m always waiting for the Thursday blog hops so I can share my Six-Sentence Story of the week and read others and get out of my studies for a little bit (which I love but I need something more to life).
Musically, I’ve been stuck on yet another album this whole week—Masochist by Night Club; the song Fatal Crush has been on repeat a lot and is also currently playing.
The weekly writing challenge is hosted by GirlieOnTheEdge, and you can find links to other participants’ work through the link-up. Please do check out the others too, there are a lot of great writers on this hop.
Rules of the hop:
Write 6 sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
The link is live from Wednesday at 6:00 PM until late Saturday night.
Spread the word and support fellow writers!
PROMPT WORD: FLAG
Six-Sentence Story - Logic Behind a Feeling
“No, no, no—that doesn’t feel right,” Ellie screams at her screen, pressing the backspace harder than needed at the lines: it may have been him, it may have been me, true, false, false, true, true, true, false.
It is as if her mind itself is experiencing a syntax error, trying to find the logic behind her emotion—true or false—ringing in her ears as she fights the lump in her chest, her heartbeat irregular, as if it were trying to catch her attention.
After a few sips of coffee, she writes the lines: maybe he is true and I am false, maybe it is the other way around, maybe we were never meant to fit, maybe what I feel is not meant to be.
But what her words fail to grasp is that life is not built on Boolean logic, and you cannot flag a feeling.
Because between the ones and zeroes exists a slit of space, a superposition where true and false can coexist.
Yes, between the night and the day exists a space that writers try to put into words, painters onto canvas, musicians into sound, and science to understand.
There's more of my work:
If you like short stories I have them scooped up into one category (including the six-sentence stories).
The Nervous Poet at the SSC&B can be followed here.
There is also poetry.
More personal entries can be found at the Blog.
There's also the IT studies blog in Estonian and "Chaos in Spring" on YouTube, Spotify and other streaming services.
I do so love being one of those tasked with interpretation!
Me too.
Thank you Violet.
Reelika, your 6th sentence captures the essence of what art ( among other fields – can only speak as an artist) journeys to discover in those unexplored topographies.
Thank you Spira, I actually missed your comments if am honest. I tried to capture it and am happy someone saw it
Good point: “life is not built on Boolean logic” You might well be right.
Thank you!
Logic? Always useful – I think? Love this!
Thank you for commenting, yeah logic can be useful and it doesn’t apply to everything…
friend of mine once (misquoted) ‘I think, therefore I scream’.
How un-natural (and) terrible and wonderful* a state some find themselves trapped in. Not being actual words, screams (of pain) and moans (of pleasure) are not easily assembled from a box of syllables and phonemes according to a pre-printed instructions sheet.
It has been said that creativity manifests three ways: to simply demand attention, to find novel ways to re-assemble parts well-worn and the last (and best) to bring into being something that did not already exist.
Good Six, yo
*the core meaning of the word, not the embroidered wall-hanging, ‘to be filled with wonder’
Thank you so much Clark and that screaming and moaning part is actually true—I think.
Am glad you liked it too :).
I sensed her frustration, the final sentence is so true.
Thank you for commenting and am actually happy if I manage, even a little, to convey feelings in a way someone says they can feel it.
Am glad the last sentence worked for you.. it is the one that stayed the same from the poem I had written on my phone in my bed when I was supposed to be sleeping.
Adding the character and making it a story felt weird for myself initially so am truly happy for the comment.
I love that space and do my best to live there. it’s my favorite color. : )
Thank you for the comment and same here. That space is the best
Stellar! Real life is located in between, the liminal spaces we skip over in our rush to get to a logical finish line and move on to the next.
Thank you for commenting and I agree, life is in-between and so am I.
The heart generally doesn’t do logic, at least in my experience.
I think so too,
Thank you for your comment!
Also if it worked like a computer (which also does what you say, ironically) or an electrical circuit it would be kinda boring perhaps.