This story isn't exactly complete. A few years ago, someone told me this really interesting dream that he had, and it was such an interesting dream that I asked if I could write a story based on it.
Waking up is the hardest part of living. Every day is a
constant internal battle with my brain and myself. “Get up,” my brain prompts
me. “But I don’t feel like it.” I argue. “Get up,” my brain says with more authority
and force. “What’s the point?” I ask. “To live.” My brain says. “F**k living.”
I whisper to myself, throwing my legs over the bed with such force I almost
rouse my wife. She is used to my morning arguments. “Getting up is the first
step,” she assures me, “the rest is easy peasy.” If only she understood the war
I fight constantly. I don’t have the heart to call her on her bullshit when she
stares so innocently at me with her chocolate brown eyes. She was so young, so
clueless as to what the world was really like, and I did not want to plague her
curly young head with the demons I’ve harvested deep within. She deserved the
world and everything beyond it, not a fucked up piece of s**t 42 year old. I
can feel her shifting in her sleep, her groans warning me that she is on the
brink of waking up because of me aggressively getting out of bed. I reach over
and stroke her hair laying splayed across her pillow like a dark waterfall. My
hands were so big compared to her tiny face, like a bear paw holding a china
doll. She was so fragile to me. She didn’t mind my size. “Go back to sleep,
Trish.” I whisper to her. She licked her lips, thick and puffy from deep sleep,
and fell right effortlessly into her deep slumber. “I’m up,” I thought to
myself. “Step two should be a bit easier, aye?’
This is not a finished product, I just wanted to gain some criticism on what I have written so far. I have trouble with beginning my stories, so any tips and pointers you all may have will be greatly appreciated!
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It is a great start. Nice character, intrigue, but already likable.
There are some construction issues, as well as tense (probably).
Every new speaker, including the brain, should begin a new paragraph. There are some punctuation missteps as well.
"Get up,” my brain prompts me.
“But I don’t feel like it,” I argue.
“Get up,” my brain says with more authority and force.
And the tense where the wife is described is past.
In my honest opinion, every story start, a sentence or even a phrase has potential to be something more. And here like your character, you have taken the first hard step. So allow me to borrow and rephrase his words a little, but this time, to say it not as a rhetorical question but as a fact, "Aye, step two would be a bit easier".
Keep writing, dear. Expecting to read more of this tale soon.
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