All stories need a solid beginning, middle and end. Ooh, plot. I’ve heard of those. I’m a pantser, I’ll admit it. That means I often don’t have the end in sight when I start. And as I spend hours, weeks, days (okay years) trying to re-write, I’m thinking that might not be the best way to write.
So what would happen if you knew the last line of your story from the very first word you put on the page? For today’s prompt, I offer the first line from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte:
I have just returned from a visit to my landlord–the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.
Write a piece that ends with this line. Now that’s another story.