Wednesday 5 December 2018

Mid-Week Flash Challenge - Week 84

This week's picture is yet another untraceable one. It is on wallpaper sites and used by thousands of people - it is such a shame that the artist doesn't get credit for it. This picture has a name in the corner, but I can't quite decipher it. I have tried different spellings but to no avail. If you do know, please let me know and I will credit it correctly.

This one was pretty simple for me, especially when I think of my writing career - or plans for my writing career and my impending participation in #PitMad over on Twitter.

The General Guidelines can be found here.

How to create a clickable link in Blogger comments can be found on lasts week's post here.

There is also a Facebook group for Mid-Week Flash, if you fancy getting the prompt there.

Now or never

She knew she had to climb it – wanted to climb it even – but it scared her. She wanted to reach what was at the top; she wanted it so much, but looking at the bridge that led there it was filled with alarming risks and possible derailment.

There was only a loose chain to hold on to that would move and swing with the bridge, and there were gaps between the slats showing the depths she could plummet to below. Walking on it meant feeling unstable and uncomfortable; it meant navigating something that would expose her weaknesses. She was unsure if would bring her what she wanted. Would the light at the top be worth it? Would it provide her with everything she needed? She didn’t know. She had to dare to be brave and make herself vulnerable, and face it head on.

Could she live with not trying, not attempting at all? Could she live with never knowing if she would have reach that light, and what was on the other side? Could she live with regret and staying within an existence that was comfortable but not challenging? She didn’t think so.

She straightened her shoulders and lifted her head up, taking in deep breaths. She took a step onto the first rung and felt the wobble of the bridge. Her heart missed a beat and her hands were clammy on the chain links, but she gripped them tighter and steadied herself, getting ready for the climb of her life.

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