The nurse offered me a hand… but it wasn’t his, and it definitely wasn’t attached to anything.
As a writer, I’m comfortably familiar with spontaneous writing prompts, or, in other words, “this random (and often absurd) sentence just popped into my head.” For the most part, though, these are comedic dialogue snippets, intriguing first lines, philosophical speculations…. you get the idea. My point being that there are certain literary genres my prompts don’t usually include, like horror. I don’t standardly write horror. Nor do I standardly read horror. And yet, during the general mind-wanderings of lunch, I seem to have accidentally produced some.
(Yes, I realize I just did an entire post about one sentence of nano fiction. No, I’m not sorry. Enjoy! Or, uh, speculate?)
