The Germination of a Career

I’m not saying it did happen like this, just that it could have.

What’s happened, I can’t upload my picture. I do wish they wouldn’t mess with things.





PHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Potter

Wyndham placed a sliver of stem under his microscope. “The blessed order of xylem, phloem, sclerenchyma!..Revising’s so tedious.”
His eyelids drooped. “Stay awake, or forget being a botanist.” He reproached himself.
Suddenly, an avenging tendril sprung from the specimen plant and coiled round his neck. Another reached across the floor binding his ankles. Others grabbed at his arms.
Desperately, he flailed his scalpel. “Must…cut…vine…from neck.”
His hand trembled, one slip and he’d cut his own…

Choking, he started awake. Plants stood innocently in their pots; no wheal marked his throat.
He smiled, “Wow! Career change, I’ll be a sci-fi writer.”

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.

34 thoughts on “The Germination of a Career

  1. As a young girl growing up in Arkansas, I was in a girls club called “The Blooming Flower Club” for real! I never thought about the plants coming alive but your story is really a great nightmare! Well done! Nan

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