Have you heard of the Man Repeller Writers Club? Every month we pose a story idea, you write about it and then send it to us ([email protected]) with the subject line “MR Writers Club.” We go through all submissions and post the winner on the first Saturday of every month. Ready? Let’s go.
Whenever I change my mind, I’m caught by quiet surprise. Beliefs feel so permanent when they echo through me that I rarely imagine they’ll one day invert completely. And yet it happens all the time. So much so that I’ve come to expect and enjoy it. I like to imagine this is why people soften with age — because uncertainty starts to feel more like flexibility than indecision, and life’s lessons begin to feel less like a personal affront.
The same could be said of fears. Not the dangerous kind — just the rollercoaster of life kind. For me, when they loom largest, their fruition seems catastrophic, and I assume that traversing them will involve sweat, tears and a herculean effort, but often, if they do come true, they don’t feel anything like that. It’s not that they feel like nothing, it’s that they feel utterly unlike how I imagined they might. Sometimes, facing a fear is like shining a light on the thing causing spooky sounds in the night, only to discover it’s a piece of paper blowing in the wind. Sometimes it’s shitty but in a way I hadn’t considered. Sometimes it’s the best thing that could have happened.
This upcoming month on Man Repeller will be all about dreams, which means, in a way, it will also be about nightmares. For October’s Writers Club prompt, I’d like you to write about a time your worst nightmare came true and exactly what happened next. If my own life is any indication, I’d venture to guess it surprised you in some way or helped you locate a new corner of the emotional spectrum you didn’t know was there. Either way, tell me all about it in 500 words or less and send it to write [at] manrepeller [dot] com by 12 p.m. EST on Tuesday, October 30th.
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