Monday, 20 October 2008

'The Insect Room'

. . . Prompted by the 'Bugs' theme in the current issue of 'Mslexia', I've posted my own recent bug short story on to my website - http://www.megantaylor.info/

Here's how it begins:


The Insect Room


I still dream of ‘The Insect Room’, of visiting the museum, with my father. It isn’t far away, despite the years. Sometimes it’s right there, waiting, when I close my eyes. A secret place, inside me.

Outside, it was always raining – at least, that’s how it seems when I look back. I remember a pewter rain-light at the window and a constant, muffled tapping. Wet footsteps squeaking on the parquet floor, and a damp smell drifting from the walls . . . Knowing that it was time, I’d slip my hand out of my father’s coat pocket. I would go wandering through ‘The Insect Room’ alone.


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6 comments:

Jon M said...

Beautiful writing. I loved the butterflies...wow.

Megan said...

Thank you Jon - that's very kind (-:

DJ Kirkby said...

Woooooaaahh...I am so moved that I am quite at loss for words...this is going to win the comp for sure...

Megan said...

DJ - thank you so much!
(it's not entering any comps though, I was just thinking about bugs, as they were . . .)
but hugely appreciate your lovely comments - I'm bowled over
( :

Shanta Everington said...

Loved it, Megan. The characterisation is superb. All those little details - the way she observes her mothers' heels catching on the sheets, the cold chunks of chocolate fresh from the glove compartment. You are so good at creating vivid sensory imagery! SO GOOD.

Megan said...

Aw, thank you, thank you Shanta that is very lovely of you!