Hard Comes the Morning – A Six Sentence Story
The sound of sleet tapping on the windows in the almost-light woke her from a heavy, dreamless sleep, causing her to stir far earlier than she intended.
Waking to the soft falling of snow and the blanket of silence that results would be so soothing, she thought as she stretched reluctantly beneath the covers. The harsh sound of ice pellets on the panes urging her to action was far too jarring a start to the day. Funny, though, she noticed that the restlessness and agitation it inspired only matched similar feelings that already lived in her mind and soul.
There was always too much to think about, worry about, and fear, she mused, and the never ending lists of things to do, promises to keep, and jobs to deliver threatened at every moment to overwhelm.
It was constantly sleeting in her brain.
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Sleet and ice are terrifying sounds to me. Trees covered in ice – ugh! Good post.
It really is a terrible sound. The Rottens hate the sound of ice hitting the windows. I guess it makes sense – cats have sensitive hearing.
A very timely six! I was right there with you (well, not in bed with you, but you know what I mean) 🙂
LOL! Yes, I know what you mean. All this snow and ice…and more on the way? Ridiculous. I wore sandals a couple of weeks ago. But global warming isn’t a thing so it’s all good. 😃
Great last line!!!
Thank you.
I could say what’s sleet and ice? As I live in South Australia where winters are mild. However I had my fill of hard winters back in Britain more that fifty years ago we returned home after a few days away to find that toilet cisterns had burst and even pipes from the hotwater system had come apart during a vicious cold spell!
I would love to say “what’s sleet and ice” right now! 😀 Coming home to broken pipes??? Yikes. Awful!
Oh yes that tapping in our brain that wakes us early, and keeps us awake late at night, it is sometimes relentless. Strangely, I love the sound of ice hitting the windows, there is something brittle and a haunting about it.
Yes that tap-tap-tapping is always there…
I don’t know if I can say I love the sound of ice. Rain? Yes. But ice…not as much. I do think your description of brittle and haunting is a good one, though. I especially like brittle.
I know the feeling–“sleeting in the brain” is a great description.
It’s about right, isn’t it?
How very true that there are always things in our heads which are tapping us into action with their urgency.
You really conveyed a lot of meaning in these six sentences. I enjoyed reading it.
Very true. And thanks for reading and the lovely comment!
very engaging imagery (and audiary*) especially the business of the sound of sleet. marching armies of spiders would make a sound much like the sound of sleet on the roof and the windows.
good Six
* not a ‘real’ word
Thank you, Clark. But I do NOT thank you for the image of spider armies right before I go to sleep…I do not like spiders. If I can’t sleep from nightmares, I’m messaging you all night. 😀
It’s sleeting in my mind many nights and I know that awful feeling of being awakened by something and then being unable to go back to sleep because of the anxiety and fear gnawing at my brain. It’s always better when the sun comes out.
Yes, definitely. Or, for me, when the clock turns to 5:00 AM. Morning often brings relief.
Love it.
Thanks for the help, Jen!