Carrot Ranch January 25, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that goes to the edge. Consider what the edge might be and how it informs the story. Go where the prompt leads. Respond by January 30, 2018, to be included in the compilation (published January 31). Rules are here. All writers are welcome!
Such a potent prompt, it initially led me to ponder the shape of an edge, mathematically a linear preponderance, a two-dimensional aspect of a three-dimensional figure. So much more potential in the literary sphere, where even edges can be rounded and fluid, malleable in the imaginings and interpretations of the writer. Edge becomes a potent word, rich with connotation and implication. Isn’t it a natural thing to step in some manner towards an edge, maybe boldly, maybe foolishly, maybe cautiously but always irresistibly? Haven’t we all written more than once about edges, edges as places, places both physical and of the spirit; about boundaries and precipices and dangerous lines in the sand? Where oh where will this prompt lead, what shape will the edge take, how will I define it? So many potential stories, I look forward to reading the interpretations of others at Carrot Ranch. For my own 99 word contribution I present a sort of stream of consciousness musing on our (yep, geo- and geneo- centric) history, the oft times romanticized tales of westward expansion, which has been one edge after another, beginning with the disproving of the fabled edge of a two dimensional earth ending somewhere in the western reaches of the Atlantic.
Seeking Earth’s edges, pressing on, thrusting ahead, seeking new frontiers, always further on.
Westward expansion told as a flexible line; looping progression across the map page, across the ages, across the ever-changing landscape. Edges reached, breached and surpassed. Shoreline, rivers, mountain ranges, seas of grass, mountain ranges, deserts, rivers, shoreline; compressed, flattened, documented.
Whose country tis of thee?
Edges of encounter; that line of expansion entangling, ensnaring, diminishing, destroying; slicing the multifaceted beauty of each encountered edge, razing cultures, razing ecosystems.
If only edges were navigated as holy spaces of contemplation, opportunities for true expansion, precipitant of Potential.