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Zachary Whitten

The devil and I looked out across the Mississippi River.

He’d been after me for weeks, hounding me.

“There’s a whole country across that crap-brown river.” He said, a forked tongue darting in and out of his red lips. “A thousand places that are better than this, calling out to you. Just pick any one, and I’ll give you more than you ever imagined.”

“I’ll be honest, sir.” I was polite, my father taught me to be polite to anyone – even the assholes. “Anything more than what I can get here is more than I need. I wouldn’t know what to do with if it I had it.”

“But if you stay here, you might not amount to anything! Everything you worked for might be forgotten the second you die. You’ll be as inconsequential as a single fleck of silt in all of the Mississippi.”

This was new, and I considered it for a moment before answering him.

“I think you forget, sir, that silt built up the bluffs you’re standing on. And if that’s all I end up, I could ask for anything more. Because then I’ll know that I’ll always be a part of something I love.”

Memphis Note
This is the last story of this project. Number Three Hundred and Sixty Five. It is actually the first prompt submitted, too. I submitted it on November 15th, 2010, they day I put the earliest version of the website up. It was always my intent to write a story back to myself at the end of this, sort of to see where my head was at the end of this madness. Maybe to see if I’d have fallen out of love with this city once I’d found out how really broken it is. But, no. I think I love it more than I did before.


  1. Amazing job! 365 Gold Stars for you.

    Comment by Kathy Amatangelo — December 31, 2011 @ 5:40 pm
  2. Congratulations! You made it!

    Comment by Julia de Rooy — December 31, 2011 @ 8:29 pm
  3. What a wonderful series! I will miss each day’s story with my morning coffee. Can’t wait for the book.

    Comment by Sherry — January 1, 2012 @ 9:31 am
  4. And we, your readers, are better and richer because of your efforts and gift of words. Perhaps, just a little, you have made us all see that the City on the Bluffs, is not such a bad place after all.

    We are lucky that you choose to live here!

    Comment by Michael Whitten — January 1, 2012 @ 9:33 am
  5. Well done. I will miss my story with my coffee every morning. Looking forward to the book!

    Comment by Sherry — January 1, 2012 @ 12:22 pm
  6. Good for you! I’ve really enjoyed reading your tiny stories and learning a little bit about our wonderful city. And I got a prompt in! Woo-hoo!

    Comment by Jarrod — January 4, 2012 @ 2:20 am
  7. Well played, sir. Well played.

    Comment by Alpha — January 5, 2012 @ 1:22 pm

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