Everyday Mr. Watts would see the hobos as he walked to work. It was a repugnant sight, these stupid bums littering the sidewalk with their lazy carcasses. One day, a really pathetic-looking hobo even had the gall to walk up to him and beg for some change. Mr. Watts got too angry at this, and shouted the man down, calling him out for how depraved and worthless he really was.
Later that day, the hobo fell down, and died of starvation. He was a veteran, a war hero even, but no one would hire a veteran for a job.
Brandon Sutton about 4 years ago
I've been doing so much reading, I had no idea it had been so long since I was on here. Right now, I'm delving into Flannery O'Conner, and trying to absorb some of her style into my repertoire. I hope I do her at least some justice.
Brandon Sutton almost 4 years ago
Thanks for the comment! My favorites of Flannery O'Conner (and the two stories that impacted this one the most in the idea I was trying to write with) are the short stories "The Geranium" and "A Good Man Is Hard To Find." They are both excellent works by a true great of Modernist writing.
Drew Martyn almost 4 years ago
I haven't read much of her, but her characters really stay in your head. Another top notch drabble mate.
D.M. almost 4 years ago
It's been awhile since I read those stories. 'Recently reread The Lottery and thought immediately of The Hunger Games. Writers build on other writers' ideas.
It's a tribute.