The Flesh Pit
A short story
This short story was written for a contest that I didn’t end up entering. The theme was “UPHEAVAL”, the goal was to craft an original short story of disruption, chaos, or sudden reversal. This idea came to me quickly. I wanted to write something a bit creepy, ominous, disconcerting. This one silly Tumblr post was on my mind, and it really inspired me to write about The Flesh Pit of my own imagination.
I wanted to explore ideas of dissatisfaction and restlessness in one’s life, and a yearning for community and belonging. The main character is working a mundane job, one she doesn’t enjoy, but needs. What could happen to allow for her to shirk her daily routine, and what could fuel a new obsession or intrigue?
Everything else, I’ll leave up to the reader to interpret or make their own understanding of. I’m open to questions or specific interpretations of the story if anyone wants to share.
If you’ve taken the time to read it, I want to thank you so much. Like the narrator, I know many of us struggle to find time for the things we enjoy, so if you spent any of your precious time reading my writing, I appreciate you so much. Love you all <3