The kick in the stomach woke her. “Stop spinning you bastard,” her husband yelled as his arms flailed and his leg moved into position for another punch to the gut. Cassandra moved quickly, shaking him from sleep. Travis awoke with a start; pale, sweating and obviously frightened. “Cassie, thank god you were there.” His eyes were wide with fear as though he could still see the demon of his dream. “The web the spider wove is supposed to catch dreams and filter out the bad ones but she was enmeshing me, making me part of the world wide web.
In response to Charli’s prompt for 99 word flash fiction where she asks:
November 16, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) use the word mesh in a story. Mesh is both an object and a verb, which you can freely explore. You can play with its sound, too. Go where the prompt leads.
Respond by November 21, 2017 to be included in the compilation (published November 22). Rules are here. All writers are welcome!
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About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
Reflections and Nightmares- Irene A Waters (writer and memoirist) 
And that world wide web has many traps as well as the silken ones woven by spiders. You are so clever with this kind of word play, Irene.
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Thank you Sharon. Your comment has bucked me up.
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Ha! Well spun, Irene.
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Thanks D.
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This reminds me of a Native American dreamcatcher which is supposed to catch the bad dreams. Maybe I need to put one over my computer… Good use of the prompt and the play on WWW words!
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This story wrote itself Charli. It started out as one thing and changed to Native American beliefs and then finished somewhere else all together. I find it fascinating when this happens. It has happened a few time with my flashes and it is as though the character takes me over and leads the direction of the story. Do you find that with your characters whom you obviously know intimately?
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My creative writing professor in college used to advise us, “Let the characters speak.” It’s a fascinating phenomenon. They really do take over. When I’m drafting and researching, they begin to speak. By the time I’m revising, they have moved in to my brain! I love it when this happens!
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This phenomena is getting me quite interested in writing a longer piece of fiction. I’d love to see when a figment of the imagination may take me.
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I’ve had incredible breakthroughs that blow me away. It’s nothing earth-shattering to someone else, but I have stunning revelations that I would not have achieved on my own. Some artists say this is the Muse.
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I like the idea of the Muse being a phenomenon rather than a person.
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I do, too.
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Very nice piece, Irene.
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Thanks Robbie.
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