Another 50-word story using a Rag-tag Daily Prompt. Today’s word is jib. Oh my! As in “I can tell what kind of man he is by the cut of his jib.”? Or it could be a sailing term. Or it can even be a verb meaning to balk at, or refuse to go on. I wonder where my imagination will take me this week. I think I’ll start a random character from my trusty baby naming book.
Skyler jabbed a stick in the sand until it stuck. On the horizon, a lone sailor re-set his jib turning away. Skyler stepped into the salty water, gripping the shifting sand with his toes. Fists clenched fiercely at his sides, he jibbed his own retreat. Nothing ventured. The safest course.
Words are so important. It matters who says them and how. How they are meant is not always how they are perceived.
The Human Stain left a lasting impression on me. If you haven’t seem it yet, I suggest you put it on your list.