Im so glad, sometimes when these challenges come up, I feel like it really wants me to be gritty and dark. That just isn’t me, so instead I kept it quite tongue in cheek. Im sure I mentioned somewhere that the twist was inspired by the way my parents generation use chemical weedkillers on everything, as if they never heard of gardening in line with nature.
I 100% agree. Dark stories can be very thought-provoking and cathartic, but sometimes when they are within a sea of dark stories, it feels less potent. This was an absolute delight. And the weedkiller jab was perfect 🤣. It was a good commentary on how violence is not always the only solution.
If I could see into people’s futures like that I have no idea what I’d do. Who’s to say the gardener isn’t going to eventually pull the wrong weed and make a worse outcome?
Its a terrifying thought isn’t it. I think as a short story it kinda gets away with it, but if I dug into the concept, I suspect I would come up against so many paradoxes that trying to untangle it would make any persons head spin.
YAAAY! Hopepunk triumphs here! I love the twist on this traditionally tragic story concept. Well done!
Im so glad, sometimes when these challenges come up, I feel like it really wants me to be gritty and dark. That just isn’t me, so instead I kept it quite tongue in cheek. Im sure I mentioned somewhere that the twist was inspired by the way my parents generation use chemical weedkillers on everything, as if they never heard of gardening in line with nature.
I 100% agree. Dark stories can be very thought-provoking and cathartic, but sometimes when they are within a sea of dark stories, it feels less potent. This was an absolute delight. And the weedkiller jab was perfect 🤣. It was a good commentary on how violence is not always the only solution.
If I return to this character one day, let's keep our fingers crossed he sticks to his more adaptable ways. 😁
I loved that! Creative problem solving for the win!
I know right! I was inspired by my parents approach to gardening which is essentially to kill anything that they didn’t put there themselves.
If I could see into people’s futures like that I have no idea what I’d do. Who’s to say the gardener isn’t going to eventually pull the wrong weed and make a worse outcome?
Its a terrifying thought isn’t it. I think as a short story it kinda gets away with it, but if I dug into the concept, I suspect I would come up against so many paradoxes that trying to untangle it would make any persons head spin.