Listening to My Future
My wife and I both listen to the same podcast. She got on the bandwagon late and finally caught up with me and passed me.
When she told me I replied, “You’re listening to my future.”
Lame set up.
That phrase stoked that writing demon in me. That’s a title I could work with.
But I got writer’s block.
So I give it to you.
Write a story, poem, or whatever about someone listening and reporting to another character’s future.
Here’s the catch. No physical time travel. The person can only hear the future, not see it.