“You’re building a cabin here, Grandpa? Why?”
“There’s nothing here, Cece. I’ll have that wreck up top demolished and put my cabin there.”
The eleven-year-old still couldn’t understand. “But no electricity, plumbing, or wifi? Yikes.”
“Solar will provide electricity, and the water and sewage lines run this far out. No wifi’s the point”
“People my age get tired of the constant bombardment of opinions in social media.”
“Turn off your computer.”
“What will we do when I visit?”
“Hike, fish, explore the beauty of nature. This is where real life happens, not on Facebook and twitter.”
I wrote this for the Rochelle Wisoff-Fields photo writing challenge. The idea is to use the image above to inspire crafting a piece of flash fiction no more than 100 words long. My word count is 100.
I saw the challenge right after looking at Facebook and twitter, and frankly, sometimes the demand and entitlement qualities of some of the comments are pretty hard to take. I’m torn, because the internet has also become an important information source for me, as well as a method of communication (hence this blog), but it’s a double-edge sword.
Today’s wee tale is my commentary on all that. Sometimes you have to turn everything off for a while and walk away, remembering that social media is an illusion and real life exists “out there”.
To read other stories based on the prompt, visit InLinkz.com.