Looking over the Thames river, he saw water rising to take it’s revenge. The pharmeucutical-induced lethargy ushered hallucinations. He rolled off the queen- sized mattress, shaking. Feeling dirty, shag carpet on his bare back, he peeked out a tiny window watching yellow-eyed zombies.
Their marching wasn’t the living dead normal. It was purposed; an army of single-minded killers of rebellion. He knew they’d come. It’s why he’d hid and drugged. The door shook.
“Turn down that Crash music, your sister’s sick too!”
He pressed stop.
“It’s The Clash, mom!”
He turned up another cup of medicine and left for London.
****blogger’s note****
It’s a busy week and I’m finishing a book so I combined three prompts, Velvet Verbosity’s 100 word “Lethargy” http://www.velvetverbosity.com/ , Trifecta Writing’s “normal as noun” http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/ , and Write On Edge’s 100 word sprint kinda sorta set in or to London http://writeonedge.com/2012/07/going-for-the-gold/
This is in my top five list of favorite songs of all-time. The Clash is my favorite band and they were at their peak with London Calling. I may or may not have duplicated this “scene” in my bedroom growing up. We’ll call it fiction to protect reputations and feelings. Some of you should relate to this 100.
Here’s the only band that mattered.
How many times I felt like zombie kibble when sick, this was great. The Clash is definitely a great band to ‘hallucinate’ to.
with “medicine”…thanks
I love the zombie reference..
bo – you know our teenager went in her room last night and cranked the TSwift and dedicated that “mean” song to me.
What powerful writing here
hi ruby…thank you
Oh, I can’t imagine you doing anything like that as a teenager. Ha! At first when you mentioned the zombies I was thrown off knowing that horror isn’t really your usual gig. Then I realized you were talking about the parents. You captured well that disconnect teenagers go through with their parents – thinking their parents sole purpose is to squash any joy or fun they might have. Meanwhile, the poor parents are just trying to keep those reckless creatures alive long enough to “grow out of it”.
@velvet thanks you. I figured you’d get this being a parent of one. I may or may not have done this when i was my daughter’s age. shhhhhhh
Great song and story too, of course.
eden
I liked it a lot. Very punk character to it. And thank you for introducing me to Write on Edge!
thanks and welcome
“That Crash music!” Love it.
i think my own mother intentionally mispronounced all of my fav bands names…thanks
Relating… Brilliant! Fucking. Brilliant!!!
Clever. Enjoyed that.
thank you
Unnervingly vivid, well done!
Great use of the prompt. And you bring fond (?) memories of listening to very loud music in my bedroom.
I do so love the Clash. This piece had that rebellious, brash sensibility. Thanks for sharing it with us. We hope to see you back for the next challenge.
I miss just turning up the volume to drown out the world. It’s not the same with headphones! Thanks for giving me a great song to get through the day.
It’s the best song. thanks.
Nice. You did great capturing that typical teenage attitude. Love it.
i have a teenager and I was this teenager. easy one. thanks.
Wow… so, I put that song in my post today too, and referred to you as the inspiration for using music in a post… not realising that I actually used the same music. Now I feel silly!
thanks for the thought. Hey, The Clash is good to bogart. Glad you found the same type of inspiration I did. thanks.
zombies..in London. But of course
with yellow eyes and a burning river..thanks Carrie
I love the disclaimer…this may or may not have happened to protect the innocent…
From the zombies to the carpet, it is The Clash after all. Well done!
it happened..shhhhhhhhhhhhh