This week’s Trifecta Challenge is a breath of fresh air. Last week seemed like the longest week of my life and I have been anxiously anticipating adding to “SWC.” The prompt/word given to challengers this week is the word dwell.The entries must be between 33 and 333 words. Part of the Trifecta Writing Challenge is to use words that have a third definition, and challengers must always use that definition. The definitions for dwell are as follows:
1) to remain for a time;
2a) to live as a resident;
2b) to exist, to lie
3a) to keep the attention directed– used with on or upon
3b) to speak or write insistently– used with on or upon
If you’ve followed my Trifecta entries so far, you know that for the last six weeks I have used these prompts to create a novel. It is slowly building at 333 words a week (with a 33 word cheat-add during a Trifextra Challenge). While I am grateful for the steady growth, I must admit that sometimes the pace at which I can add is a frustrating hindrance to the creative process. This week I couldn’t wait to add another piece to the puzzle!
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Playing Victim
“After what I have been through with Brian, I am beginning to realize that the mind will often remember only what it wants to; especially when the experiences are traumatic. I think that, for the most part, time and honest consideration can give us a different perspective on what we go through. Then again, some people are firmly lodged in their role as the victim and nothing will change their belief that everything was done to them without their consent or assistance,” Alex offered.
“I absolutely agree with you. I was always raised to believe that being a victim is the weakest possible role to play. As a victim, you are powerless to take any responsibility for the life you live. If that is the way that Sheila runs her life, it is no wonder she and Steve fell apart,” Sam replied.
“Sam, some men can be that way, though. They carry themselves in a manner that forces other people to cower before them.” Alex’s voice wavered slightly. Sam reached across the table and touched Alex on the arm.
“And with men like that, Alex, there really are victims.”
“But Steve isn’t like that,” Alex said, as she regained her composure. “So why would Sheila choose to be the victim?”
“I suppose it is easier for her to dwell on what happened to her, and not on what she did to create it,” Sam said, shrugging her shoulders.
“So, how long were the two of you sitting in Joe’s?”
“We were there for about an hour.”
“Did she do all the talking?”
“If by ‘talking’ you mean screaming, swearing, and making wild gestures: yes,” Sam shook her head.
Alex laughed and said, “I’m sorry you went through that. Why did you go?”
“I’m a glutton for punishment,” Sam laughed. “Really, I felt that once she heard herself launching her accusations at me, she would eventually get sick of hearing herself and shut up.”
“Did she?”
“Apparently, because when I left, she hugged me.”
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February 14, 2013 at 2:00 PM
Well, it sounds like maybe she just needed to vent. It seems like when you listen to somebody intently they can’t help but feel grateful — even if they think they hate that person! Sam’s strategy was brilliant!
February 14, 2013 at 2:31 PM
Thanks, Linda!
February 14, 2013 at 10:49 AM
Great dialogue. I’m conflicted about the whole idea of someone inflicting something on you versus choosing to be a victim. In most cases, I would think it’s a gray area and both perspectives could be right. You have written a thought provoking piece. Nice job!
February 14, 2013 at 11:34 AM
Thanks! I believe it does depend on the perspective of each individual. I find it easier to consider my role in everything that happens to me because that’s just how I was raised to think. I suppose there is a fine line between being ultra-accountable and being a martyr.
My mother is one who is constantly a victim in her life and, because of this, she refuses to rectify damage that she causes. She destroyed the relationship between my brother and I because she told a horrible lie about me; when I confronted her about it, she acknowledged that she lied but told me she couldn’t do anything to fix it, which I guess includes an inability to tell my brother that she lied and that he ought to apologize for what he said to me while taking her side. I barely tolerate my mom because of her stance as a constant victim. But I guess it works for her because she still does it at 63 years old. O_o
February 14, 2013 at 3:42 AM
Nice discourse on what it means to be a victim/play the victim.
February 14, 2013 at 7:45 AM
Thanks, Kymm.
February 13, 2013 at 5:12 AM
She is really messed up. Loved the ending line.
February 13, 2013 at 6:46 AM
Thank you for reading, Kelly!
February 12, 2013 at 5:45 PM
She must have been quite relieved to release all her stress if she could hug afterward. (:
February 12, 2013 at 7:59 PM
Or devious… or insane…
February 12, 2013 at 4:25 PM
Hmmm…a hug is an interesting parting after an hour-long tirade. Maybe Sheila got it off her chest so she can move on? Can’t say I’ve been that quick to cool down myself
February 12, 2013 at 4:43 PM
After 7 years of anger I figured a good rant would clean out the system…
February 12, 2013 at 12:50 PM
I think I’m as surprised by the hug as Sam must have been.
February 12, 2013 at 9:37 AM
The hug is a bizarre way to end an encounter like that, but it rings true; you never can quite tell what irrational folks like that are going to do!
February 12, 2013 at 10:23 AM
I am not sure where the hug is leading at this point (but I can guarantee that it is not a lesbian encounter… then again. LOL). I am not sure if it’s a real improvement in the relationship or a disarming tactic. Good thing I have time to figure it out!
February 12, 2013 at 2:16 AM
a hug. haha great ending.. ^^ i look forward to next week
February 12, 2013 at 7:55 AM
Thank you, KZ. It is gratifying to hear that you are anticipating the next section.
February 11, 2013 at 4:48 PM
Tremendous talent in this series.
February 12, 2013 at 7:54 AM
What a wonderful and encouraging compliment! Thank you so much Deana!
February 11, 2013 at 1:58 PM
I’m really enjoying this series. Can’t wait for next week now
February 12, 2013 at 7:53 AM
Glad to hear that you are enjoying it! LOL
February 11, 2013 at 1:18 PM
Ha!ha!That last bit was too good-Sheila hugged her?omg!Loved the dialogues-they flowed,am really enjoying this:-)
February 11, 2013 at 1:47 PM
Thank you for reading it! I love that it is entertaining!
February 11, 2013 at 1:49 PM
February 11, 2013 at 11:27 AM
Well written. The dialogue is completely believable and I like the added gestures for impact.
February 11, 2013 at 11:29 AM
Thanks, Sarah!