Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Timed Writing: 1/17/2012
Time: 10 minutes
Prompt: It was going to be a wonderful spring
Source: Nancy Kress, Always True to Thee, In My Fashion
It was going to be a wonderful spring. Sure it was, if it ever arrived, that is. Six months straight of cold, snow, and freezing rain, and still, no word from the weather team about what was causing the delay. They'd given plenty of warning, throughout the summer and fall, that winter would have to be extended, in order to properly renew the glacial pack in the mountains, but they'd promised to more than compensate for the inconvenience with an exceptionally beautiful and bounteous spring.
Barry wanted to believe them. He wanted to sing along with the cheerful refrain (it will be a wonderful spring), but he was losing faith. The glaciers had been fully restored to optimal peak conditions for over six weeks now and all that anyone could say was, "should be soon," or, "any day now," or even (and this made Barry want to vomit), "the sun will come out tomorrow!"
Barry trudged on through the morning's load of fresh powder. God's dandruff. He shuffled a little, taking care to keep his weight directly over his feet, lest he hit an occult patch of slick ice.
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