Five hours she had been stuck on the orbital road. They had barely moved an inch while the snow continued to fall.

The glowing streetlights fought off the encroaching darkness, the car’s heater battled the creeping cold and the radio staved off the loneliness.

Some had abandoned their cars and started walking. She had too far to go. Best to sit it out.

The feeling of helplessness circled her. In a car going nowhere, unable to get off a road that always brought her back to where she started.

If she ever got home she had big decisions to make.


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Copyright Sandra Crook

Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

96 thoughts on “ORBITAL

  1. Hmm! given that she’s decided to stay in a comfortable place instead of getting out and facing the rough conditions, I think she won’t be making a great decision even after reaching home. Nice last line, Iain.

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  2. You’ve spun quite a mystery here Iain. Wondering now if she’s on a real road at all or on a metaphysical one, an inner journey through her own subconscious. If that’s the case, what has happened to the other travellers? Have they reached some decision or left the ‘road’ of life. Nice writing

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  3. It used to be that no one commuted. Ever. Either they made do, bought locally, or waited for the traveling merchants. They didn’t have electricity, or combustion engines. No radio, no car, no paved roads, no orbital anything. A simple life, but also a short one.

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  4. I like how you used being stuck on the road in a snow storm as a metaphor for other ways she’s stuck in her life — having been stuck in traffic before (snow back home, just normal Los Angeles traffic here in CA), I can relate to that helpless feeling!

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  5. She appears to be an escapist, content to stay inside in the warmth rather than venture boldly out and explore the unexplored. But that’s who she is, so her big decision would also be escapist…and right for her, for that’s who she is.

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  6. I liked your use of words; they played well with the prompt. I agree with many others, the quiet of driving is a good time to reflect on things. I just hope she had a full tank of gas to start with.

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