I wrote a short story about my experiences as a first-time intern a few months ago, and I’ve decided I’m going to publish the chapters on my blog. (Yeah, I know, short stories aren’t supposed to have chapters…I was new to the form, al right?)
The short story, Hell in a Handcart, is based on actual experiences but I have added some fantastical elements to it, to spice it up. It’s not my best work – not by far, but I figured I’d share it nonetheless. I’m not good at writing in a contemporary setting, and I don’t think my various ideas came out quite as well on paper, but it’s just a fun piece.
Also, I like idioms and saying. And obviously I’m not using my own name.
Chapter one: Happy as Larry
There once was a girl, whose name started with an ‘M’ and who–like many others–had the proverbial angel and devil on her shoulders to guide her through life.
“Proverbial is it?” the Right-Devil said.
Well, yes. Most people have the proverbial ones.
“But we’re real,” the Left-Angel said. “As real as the ones reading this.”
“And another thing,” the Right-Devil quipped. “Why do you refer to us as Right-Devil and Left-Angel? What’s up with that?”
That’s because you’re always on the girl’s right shoulder and the angel is on the left. That way they will always know from which side the two of you are talking from. Continue reading