Write about a character driving in the rain.

Posted in Fall on Oct 26, 2022

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“Shenanigans” by Andas Adinoyi

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Rain! Rain! go away, come again another day, little Jerry wants to play... Jerry and I sang as i hurriedly search around the park for a place to ease myself. It's empty and I'm pressed, adding to my discomfort is not having a network service on my phone. We soon find a tree with an umbrella-like covering, i told Jerry to turn around as i quietly ease myself. Mum! when is daddy coming? Jerry asked and i wondered why he had kept so long after calling him to inform him that my car had broken down before i lost the network service. The scary par...

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“Between the Black and White” by Katharine Widdows

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TW - themes of grief / loss.The wipers aren’t enough. Water gushes over the windscreen in waves as unrelenting as my grief. But, unlike my grief, it is swept away in measured, sideways beats. The streetlights are blurry starbursts in my struggling vision. I steady my right foot on the accelerator and my left hand on the wheel.Black cloud hangs with menaces above, banishing celestial light from view. The bottle in my other hand is difficult to drink from without banging my teeth, even at this low speed. But the bourbon tastes like freedom as ...

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“The Chase” by Michael Martin

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The raindrops that collected between the arcing swipes of Beth’s windshield wipers blurred the lights on the four-lane highway; red lights from brakes and the traffic signal streaked across the dark glass. Her breaths were shallow and quick; her eyes danced back and forth between the car braking in front of her and the rearview mirror. The large Ram pickup was so close that its headlights only showed as an intense glow at the bottom of her rear window. She could even make out the silhouette of its driver.James. Her husband. Well... one way o...

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“The Smell of Hotdogs” by Clyde Laffan

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Darcy grips the steering wheel of his Porsche Boxster so tightly his knuckles are white under his clammy skin. He zooms south, down the 101 with nail-biting recklessness, oblivious to the downpour swamping the City of Angels. The rain is Biblical and as hard as nails, hammering the windscreen with a smashing velocity, the noise so thunderous Darcy cannot hear himself think. He licks his lips, savoring the taste of blood that lingers and decides the best course of action right now is to cry, "WHAT THE FUCK!" Screaming makes him feel hu...

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“Carol Alone” by Julia Abelsohn

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There’s no easy way to say this – I think I’m dead. I know I tend to be a pessimist – glass half empty or whatever – but I do think that I’ve passed on to the other side. It’s because I’m having difficulty moving my legs. I’m trying to move my left leg and then my right leg but nothing doing – just not happening. Then again, maybe I’m just paralyzed – that’s seeing the glass half full, isn’t it? Perhaps I’m morphing into becoming an optimist. That would be a switch after my 50 plus years on the planet. They say that you come into the world w...

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“Only A Ride Home From School” by Bruce Friedman

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Warning: Sexual violence threats, crime, and foul language.The rain was pouring down in sheets and forming puddles across the gravel surface of the high school parking lot. A wet and humid afternoon. Rachel was sitting in the bus shelter in front of the school at the end of the day, waiting for her father to pick her up. This gave her some protection from the rain but the roof was leaking in places so she was confined to a small corner.A black, four-door Toyota pulled up in front. Wedged behind the steering wheel sat a heavy man in his mid-4...

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“The Last Rain Rider Adventure” by Morgan Douglas

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The Carod family were amongst several families that belonged to the biker club Rain Riders. Her family had been a part of this tradition for three generations while other families had been participating for even longer. They would wait for a rainy evening to take a ride together as an event. Rain was pretty sparse in Fanson so it was a treasured occasion. The year that Frankie Carod was finally old enough to take to the road with her new motorcycle there were only five instances of rain making each outing all the more noteworthy. On N...

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“Deliveries and Driving Rain...” by Erin M

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“Sorry about the rain. It’s an important delivery. I would say wait for another day, but...” said my boss over the phone.“No problem, I actually love the rain,” I assured.Silence. Aside from a few people who also watch rain channels on YouTube, I was usually met with this kind of pause when I professed my true feelings for the act of water falling from the sky in some form, strength, or capacity.With a cup of coffee in the car console and a lengthy music playlist, I started the long journey to Lleida from the outskirts of Barcelona with a sm...

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“The Lightning” by Elizabeth Fenley

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“The Lightning” by Elizabeth Fenley I drove safely; the lightning had shitty aim. I have to get to my dogs; they might be out in this thunderstorm. My house is going to smell like wet dog. Six wet dogs. Good thing I sent an hour mopping the floor. Gotta remember to dry them off before they jump on the bed. Sarah and Barry tried to convince me to stay at work, wait until the storm passed. Charlie said I had to stay there and eat dinner with them, and then he volunteered his older brother's bed for...

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“Rearview Mirror” by Loren Blackburn

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I’ve been going about 150 for a while now, and the storm hasn't let up. This particular typhoon seems to have a different bite than usual, but no prose I could come up with could light a match to it. Instead, each water droplet continues pounding against my windshield, as I speed up to chase it. Faster, faster, faster. At this point I would imagine turbulence, gliding, shards of asphalt clacking against my mud flaps... but nothing. Only the ringing in my ears, and the unrelenting bombardment from the clouds assault my senses. However, t...

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“Storm on the Sea of Galilee” by S. Thomson

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ㅤThe clock tower came into focus every few seconds, as the wipers cleared the water droplets from the windscreen. Callum could always tell from this spot, waiting at the traffic lights by the post office, whether he would be on time for school. He was going to be late today.ㅤA tapping sound came from somewhere to Callum’s left. He looked over and could make out the figure of a boy standing there. The blurry figure wiped the rain off a spot on the window, and mouthed, ‘can I get in?’, pointing at the empty passenger seat. Callum recognised hi...

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“Shoshona and Becky’s Excellent Far East Adventure” by Dale Josef

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It had been Shoshona’s turn on the midnight to dawn shift, steering their small boat through the darkness of the Torres Strait and into the Coral Sea.Becky made her sleepy way up the short staircase out of the boat's below-decks living space into the pilothouse and then up a couple more steps to the steering station just aft. She glanced at the morning sun that was barely peeking over the horizon amid towering thunderheads that were already forming. The broad ocean swells were gentle and lazy. Now at sea for many months, she rolled easily, g...

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“Driving and Crying” by L.A. Slaton

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Brenda cleaned up her desk, eager to leave work and start the weekend. She called Vince and told him she was on her way out the door.It was 5:05 and as she picked up her keys and purse, her desk phone rang. Don’t answer it, she told herself. It can wait until Monday. She picked it up on the fifth ring. It was a customer with a minor issue that could have waited until Monday, but now that she knew about it, Brenda wanted to take care of it and get it off her desk. Twenty minutes later, she was heading out the door when her boss stopped her.&n...

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“A Soul's Journey Is Never Complete ” by Shana Kneebone

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Thinking back to what we were, my heart dropped. The thought of you brought back a wave of emotions I thought I had buried. Listening to my playlist through my car speakers, our song came on. It wasn’t even our song, but I asked you to send me some good music to listen to and you sent me a song that all but said you loved me, that you thought it was impossible to feel that way about anyone. Driving through the hills at night was dangerous as it was, but it was raining. As the rain hit my windshield, I thought about us. You had entered m...

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“God's Flashlight Beam” by D.A. Cairns

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‘Good morning,’ said Andy, striding purposefully into the small pharmacy, straight in behind the counter. ‘What’s so good about it?’ said the young pharmacy assistant looking up from the magazine she was reading. ‘It’s raining’ she said but observed the sun blazing brightly outside. She stared, frowning ‘It was raining a minute ago.’ ‘It’s only water,’ replied Andy casually as he lay the box that he was carrying on the floor. The young girl studied Andy as he cheerfully went about h...

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Write about a character driving in the rain.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 57 stories

“Shenanigans” by Andas Adinoyi

“Between the Black and White” by Katharine Widdows

“The Chase” by Michael Martin

“The Smell of Hotdogs” by Clyde Laffan

“Carol Alone” by Julia Abelsohn

“Only A Ride Home From School” by Bruce Friedman

“The Last Rain Rider Adventure” by Morgan Douglas

“Deliveries and Driving Rain...” by Erin M

“The Lightning” by Elizabeth Fenley

“Rearview Mirror” by Loren Blackburn

“Storm on the Sea of Galilee” by S. Thomson

“Shoshona and Becky’s Excellent Far East Adventure” by Dale Josef

“Driving and Crying” by L.A. Slaton

“A Soul's Journey Is Never Complete ” by Shana Kneebone

“God's Flashlight Beam” by D.A. Cairns

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