So this is in from the POV of paper... any critique would be great (eg does it capture the paper's "personality" if that makes any sense, is the ending awkward at all, etc)
“This makes no sense,” the health insurance bill states. “They waste hundreds of gallons of water, grow a tree, cut down the tree, chop it up, send it across the ocean, mash it together, glue it, color it, and open a hole in the ozone layer the size of Texas to ship it, only to have us end up here! It’s a disgrace!”
The social security numbers clear their throat. “He’s got a point, you know...”
“I don’t want to die!” cries the old credit card. “I still have money to spend and grocery stores to go to, plus I never even got to see Target!”
“Calm down,” the bill says. “Just because there’s a shredder nearby doesn’t mean anybody is going to do anything to us.”
A resume snorts. “Like you have anything to worry about. You’re just a bunch of numbers! I, on the other hand, was crafted out of nothing by the imagination. Surely I don’t deserve this.”
“Please. You couldn’t even get the author the job she wanted!”
“Aah, don’t look now, but here comes the boss!”
The credit card peeks over the desk and exhales. “Naw, that’s just the secretary.”
“Wait--did you say the secretary?!” the bill’s numbers go wide and his ink starts to smear.
“Save us!” the papers wail.
The secretary takes the top few papers and picks them up. The grinding of the gears could be heard across the room.



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