Fodder

Water boils in search of meat to become a broth.

The journalist’s imagination becomes an itch. Will he find a story to metamorphose into an article? The girl walking alone on a desolate street, the vendor hawking fake goods, the couple recording a Reel in the hope of going viral – do they know someone is stalking them to find a story, on a dark, stormy night?

It might sting his gradually evaporating conscience. But the engagement of the story and an appreciative glance from his boss will compensate for it.

Nobody reaches the peak without becoming fodder for stories.


Written for Friday Fictioneers by Rochelle Wisoff

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43 thoughts on “Fodder

  1. This was a very accurate take on the sad state of our media and our relentless pursuit of “views” and “hits” and “shares”. Like that’s all that matters in life anymore 😦

    And an even sadder takeaway for me as we enter another presidential election season here, is that so many are willing, and happy, to become fodder to help them reach the peak.

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