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!
Oh boy, how the memories flooded back to my own brush with “the path to danger!” This is why I love reading Alice Lowe. She brings out our long forgotten and hidden epiphanies.
Wow, I am so glad you didn’t crash! A superb essay.