I’d never had the urge to delve into my angst-ridden teens for material. I can revisit stupid mistakes & bad decisions, but what’s the point? What felt traumatic at the time has faded to insignificance.
Then came a prompt. The subject was compression in flash nonfiction, capturing a story or a time by focusing on a specific moment or detail. Write about someone who influenced you, it said, whether well or badly: parent, teacher, bad girls on the stoop…. That’s the part that grabbed me. I wrote “the twins” in the margin of the book.
“Double Jeopardy” is the result, just published in the excellent Watershed Review from CSU Chico. Read it here!