Sparks of Insanity

Haphazard Explorations & Experiments In Fiction

The Daily Grind

For most people, the daily grind of a nine-to-five job and every day life gradually breaks them down. Only a few resist the pressure of it, but those that do usually grow into remarkable individuals, reversing the dynamic and breaking down their surrounding environment, shaping it to match their desires and dreams.

The rarest are the people who won’t bend or wear down, but that can never seem to impose their will on the world in spite of their resistance. Darren Lieber – miserable, pessimistic, self loathing – is one of those rare individuals, caught between the two levels of existence, trapped between them and as of yet… unable to escape.

Each and every day the pressure continues to mount, and what’s worse is his awareness of it. He knows full well that sooner or later something is going to give. Before long he is either going to become a diamond, beautiful and coveted by others, or he’s going to implode. Not knowing which direction it will go is the most unnerving part of it, the most terrifying.

‘If not an icon of greatness, then it has to be something just as hard to ignore. Black holes may not be much to look at, but they’re still a force to be reckoned with. They might not be granted the adoration people have for stars, but a dead star is still a star. Dead inside… if that’s the price of leaving my mark on this world, then so be it.’

Such were Darren’s thoughts in the days leading up to his transformation.

With that state of mind, is it any wonder he decided to start killing people?


(Darren Lieber ∴ The Daily Grind)

Next Part: Gathering Materials

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2 comments on “The Daily Grind

  1. Rajiv Chopra
    June 28, 2014

    I am, for the time being, out of the grind. Now Ineed to earn money, while staying off the grind!

    Liked by 1 person

    • Jack Sutter
      June 30, 2014

      Yeah, the financial part of it always seems to be the trickiest. I’m still in it, myself… at least for now.

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“And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”
~William Shakespeare

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