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Wednesday, August 03, 2011

The clock winked... Write on Wednesday


Write On Wednesdays Exercise 8 - The clock winked...Write the words "The clock winked" at the top of your page. Set a timer for 5 minutes. Write the first words that come into your head after the prompt. Stop when the buzzer rings. Do this exercise over and over if you wish. Write beyond 5 minutes if you like, you can link it up as an extra post.  If you want to participate, go to http://inkpaperpen.blogspot.com and play along. 

Matthew's package and the rest of his mail sat on the coffee table in front of her.  She grabbed her cell phone and debated whether or not to call him.  It was nearly 11 pm.  She shouldn't call.  Should she?  She ran her fingernail along the keypad, scraping dust from between the keys, stalling her decision.  She sighed.  Then reason won.  It was his blood pressure medication after all.  She didn't want him to go without it.  She pressed two for speed dial, then pushed "send" and waited.  Matthew's line rang once and then went to voicemail. 

Did he hit ignore? Negative Nelly asked.

He wouldn't do that, Olivia argued with herself.

Wouldn't he?  Otherwise why did it only ring once?  It wasn't turned off because then it would have gone straight to voicemail without ringing at all.  No.  It was as if it rang the one time, he looked down, saw it was you, and hit ignore.  Is he with someone else?

Olivia grappled with the sinking feeling in her stomach.  One of the things she had always appreciated about their relationship was the fact that she didn't have to feel insecure. 

Troy, an ex boyfriend from long ago, had taken great delight in making Olivia feel like she was never quite good enough for him or that he might leave her at any minute.  Back then, she had a hard time seeing it for what it was, but once she realized that she didn't like feeling that way, she left Troy and vowed that her next relationship would be built on mutual respect.  It took her a couple of attempts before she met Matthew, but once she met him, she knew she would never end up with someone as emotionally manipulating as Troy again.

The clock winked at her.  It was going to be a long night.


7 comments:

InkPaperPen said...

Oh, poor Olivia but I agree, she is in for a long night. Nothing worse that trying to analyse a phone call. You have captured that feeling, I felt anxious reading it!

x

Jayne said...

Eek - night time is the worst for worry, isn't it? Poor Olivia. You've captured her insecurity very well.

Jaimee Hunter said...

Olivia is my gal! I do that too...over analyze Hubby dearest calls it. I feel for her. Thank you for sharing!

Sif said...

I really enjoyed the details, like scraping dust from the keypad on her phone, and the internal dialogue! This piece was very engaging. I wonder why the phone only rang once...

Sian said...

Hi Kimberlee, I can tell how much you love to write - and you would be very welcome at Storytelling Sunday. The link stays open all week so you have a few days to decide :)

Adam said...

Poor Olivia. The minds ability to torture itself is terrible! Well written.

Shannon Finch said...

I hope you write a full length book soon - I'm really looking forward to reading it!