In Running Leap, courage and recklessness go head-to-head on the edge of a cliff. Daniel bears a constant reminder of his past failure, but he’s ready to try again. He’s convinced that a little pain can’t stop his next stunt, but his friend Ethan isn’t so sure. As one man seeks personal glory while the other braces for disaster, only gravity knows who’s about to win.
Daniel’s unstoppable energy collides with Ethan’s exasperated logic in this dramatic short about courage, chaos, and the thrill of ignoring better judgment. Running Leap reminds us that sometimes, the line between bravery and foolishness is narrower than we’d prefer to admit.
Whimsical Romp was my very first blues composition, and the core sax line was built from pure improvisation. Its upbeat phrasing mirrors Daniel’s impulsive momentum, every note dancing between daring and disaster. The rhythm captures the heart-pounding excitement of his tale, unfiltered, reckless, and wildly alive.
Behind the Scenes: Running Leap was originally written as an entry for NYC Midnight’s Flash Fiction competition back in 2020. The assignment required a drama set around a lake with an arm cast appearing in the story. It took a while for the concept to take shape, but eventually the story tumbled through my mind. What emerged was a submission I was proud to send.
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“Didn’t you learn your lesson last time?”
The man peering down the chasm smiled, waving his arms over his head. He glanced down at a collection of stones, and knocked them off the ledge, watching them plummet toward the lake. When the rocks plunged into the tranquil water, ripples spread across the surface. He turned around and scampered to his friend, resting his cast on the guy’s back. “Ethan, why are you worried?”
“Daniel, you broke your arm the last time you tried making that jump!”
Daniel pulled Ethan closer, smirking as he nudged his friend’s shoulder. “You make it sound so unpleasant.”
Ethan pushed Daniel away, as he thrust his hand toward the far side of the gorge. “That gap’s over ten feet wide, and I’ll remind you of two things. First, your earlier try came up short and second you almost killed yourself when you plummeted thirty feet into the lake.”
“Bah,” Daniel waved his cast over his head as he hustled back to the gap and peered into the calm water. “I can see the rock outcropping that gave me this lovely billy club.” He turned, waving Ethan over to the ledge as he pointed at the still lake. “To avoid a similar mishap, I’ll jump over the darkest patch of water.”
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