This is more of a teaser than a blog entry. It's the opening paragraph of a short story I'm working on right now for The Miracle of Electricity. I thought it might be fun to get some feedback on it, and see other people's versions of the same basic dilemma. Also I'm having difficulty selecting a title. So far the best option is "The End of Gravity as We Know It."
It has occurred to you that you will not be able to live all the lives you wanted to in the time allotted. The realization does not startle you, reader, or remove you from your seat. If you are standing, you have not stopped standing. If you are walking, stealing fast glances from sentence to sentence to street, enjoying the familiar weight of the book in your hand heightened by the danger of the fast-changing landscape, you have not finished your indiscretions. Perhaps your thrill-seeking will lead you to excess, and you will bring a book of tea etiquette to a shark hunt, read about STDS while having unprotected sex, and invent a form of fisticuffs in which opponents hold up a book with one hand and use the other to fight to the death.
Perhaps not. (End)
I look forward to questions, comments, and feedback.
Best and most wonderful wishes, A. Vose.