Write On Edge: New

I finally was able to get back into Write On Edge. The last two weeks just weren't working for me. I was gone or had no inspiration. I really like doing Write on Edge too. It challenges me and I enjoy looking at how others do the prompt.

With NaNo, everyone is starting new projects. This week's prompt is about those new projects or a new character or scene. With 300 words write about something that is shiny and new. I decided to give a little teaser to the beginning of Squidboy. Still struggling to come up with a title too. This is the first draft so it's rough on the edges with typos. When you're done reading, check out the other participants too.

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“Corbin? Corbin?” Mom’s voice floated over the salty air.

I kept my gaze on the sun rising slowly over the harbor. Rays of orange and yellow fanned across the sky. The water shimmered as if covered in diamonds. In the distance, ships were visible, heading out in hopes of a good catch.

“Corbin, honey?” Mom’s voice was closer. Footsteps thumped on the wooden dock behind me. “Corbin, what are you doing out here?” There was an edge of panic in her voice.

I pull my gaze from the water and turned to Mom. The worry that peppered her voice was also in her face. It caused lines across her usually smooth, tanned skin and her green eyes to dim. A lock of black hair hung down in her face, escaped from the braid she kept it in. I stepped away from the edge of the dock.

“Venus and Jupiter are in conjunction.” I pointed to the two bright spots lingering in the sky. “Only happens once a year. Tomorrow night, the moon is suppose to get close enough to form a celestial triangle.”

A smile warred with the worry on Mom’s face. She wrapped an arm around me and kissed my forehead. “You shouldn’t disappear from your room like that. Gave me a scare when I came to wake you.”

“Sorry. Didn’t mean it.”

“It’s okay. Just don’t do it again, please. Come on. I’ll make you breakfast.”

The sand tried to suck our feet down as we headed up the path to the house. I could feel her tension melting off her as we put distance between the water and us. At the glass door to the house, she paused and turned. Sadness dimmed her eyes as she stared at the sparkling water.