WAG, Future

This is my second blog post today. Don’t forget to scroll down and check out Space Blues,  part three.

“WAG #21: Message in a Bottle” It’s part of human nature that we sometimes wish we could communicate with our younger selves, our unreasonable selves, our subconscious selves, our self-destructive selves, our more innocent selves, or any number of other us-es that we all seem to have within. In this week’s WAG, consider the way we talk to ourselves, the tapes we play inside our heads, and write a piece: fiction or non-fiction, about yourself, a character, or someone else. As usual no limits and no rules. One-two-three Write!

You can find the full list of WAGs over at http://www.indiadrummond.com/


Being able to glimpse the future wasn’t always a good thing. In fact, most of the time it was terrible. Jake had learned this the hard way. He had been cursed with the ability to watch the future play like a video in his head. Jake was also a savant, everything he ever saw stuck in his mind like photographs.

The first time he had glimpsed the future he had just been a toddler learning to walk. In his mind he had seen his daddy get hit by a car. Blood had pooled in the street and his daddy had died. But Jake couldn’t express this to his parents. Two weeks later, it had happened. Jake had cried a lot as a child.

At first he was only able to see a limited future, a week or two ahead in time, always something directly connected to himself. But as he grew his ability gained strength. He could eventually see several decades into the future, and he could see other people’s future. People he didn’t even know.

Jake had spent his entire life travelling around the world. On his bedroom walls hung diplomas and newspaper cutouts. Each one told its own story of heroism. Jake had always been the right man at the right place. He had saved them, all but one.

Now he was an old man. Too tired and spent, it was time to go on. He laid down on his bed and wept for his daddy, slowly drifting into the unending sleep. For thirty years he had been waiting for this final moment.

© Isaac Liljedahl


~ by Heartigan on May 11, 2010.

10 Responses to “WAG, Future”

  1. Wow, I really like your interpretation of the theme. Well done.. very readable!

  2. I really liked the ending in this one! 🙂

  3. nice work bro 🙂

  4. Damn, that’s dark. Love the flip/flop you did with the topic; avoiding the obvious gave me fits, although I submitted the topic to our WAGger-in-Chief. Didn’t realize how much corn and hokum was written in the name of making present wisdom retroactive. Hell, that’s what life is for.

  5. That was an unexpected twist. A bit dark for my taste, but you got me to read it!

  6. Thank you all for your comments =)
    I don’t necessarily think that the story is that dark. I think that Jake lived a hard life, but he made a big difference for a lot of people. He did save all but one. I like how it impacts us in different ways.

  7. I feel as Mickey and Kate do, that it’s dark. I think my response comes from the idea that he’s looking forward to it. It’s a sad concept; doing so much good but feeling that you’ve failed and you just want to die. Or at least waiting for the moment of death.

    Just call me PollyAnna. See my dimples? 🙂

    No matter the ‘take’ on the story, it’s well written in that it moves the reader. Very good job.

  8. Wow that’s intense. The hopelessness of being a toddler and not being able to act on a vision. How awful would it be if he went his whole life seeing it and not being able to tell anyone. The mute Cassandra, cursed to know and never tell.
    Chilling. Loved it.

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