The Challenge: For the Platform Building Campaign Challenge http://rachaelharrie.blogspot.com

Write a blog post in 300
words or less, excluding the title. The post can be in any format, whether
flash fiction, non-fiction, humorous blog musings, poem, etc. The blog post
should show:

• that it’s morning,

• that a man or a woman (or both)
  is at the beach

• that the MC (main character) is
  bored

• that something stinks behind
  where he/she is sitting

• that something surprising
  happens.

Just for fun, see if you
can involve all five senses AND include these random words:
“synbatec,” “wastopaneer,” and “tacise.” (NB.
these words are completely made up and are not intended to have any meaning
other than the one you give them).

Here are some tips on
“Show Not Tell” to help you out:

• stay in the moment (describe
  what is happening to your character as it is happening to avoid telling)
• avoid summarizing as much as
  possible (eg, “He stabbed her with a knife”). It can work well
  as a means of “skating over” unimportant details, or moving from
  one scene to another, but summarizing in the middle of a scene usually
  reads as “telling”
• keep an eye out for words that
  (often) indicate the presence of “telling”. Examples include
  “was” (or other forms of “to be”) and “felt”
  (eg, “He felt scared” or “He was scared”). Though note
  that not every use of “was” is telling
• try to avoid labelling
  feelings. Rather than saying, “I felt angry,” describe what
  those emotions are doing to the characters, mentally and physically
• but don’t just describe the
  physical effects of an emotion (eg “I clenched my fists”). Dig
  deeper. Utilize the five senses, things the character notices or doesn’t
  notice, and memories of past events, as well as physical reactions, to
  show how the character is feeling!

Toes in the water; ass in the sand….

“Seriously, we had to get here this early in the morning?”  I had lightening in my veins.  I could not sit still.  I wanted to get up and run down the beach.  The thought of the gritty sand in between my toes,  under my toenails ugghh just gross.  These thoughts just kept my ass in the chair, staring at my ugly feet.

This was the day, we couldn’t miss.  The wastopaneer’s would be here to study everything.  Why the poisonous horseshoe crabs came out of the water and why the other ones …I have trouble even thinking of why they do what they do.  The poor parents.  Why are theirs the ones who go off like this.  I really do not want to sit any longer.   I have restless body syndrome.  My synbatec is all out of whack.

I see one now. already.  It is behind us and the rancid smell is stuck in my nostrils trying to find my throat.  I taste vomit.  I know the others are coming and I want to run but my ass will not move from the chair.  My toes are splashing nervously in the water.  I hear the babbling behind the smell.  I know they are coming.  These people are sicko’s.  I know I will not watch.  This is a tacise exercise in every drop of humanity and /or patience I have left.

Why do they go in?  When will they be back?  Do they come back?

Why?