The Trap is a story about men on a fishing trip to the northern woods, who wind up on a hunting trip instead. This was the first in a short series I wrote based on stories heard from other people. Aspects of this story are true then. It’s not like it’s a particularly shocking story, and maybe that’s its flaw.
This story was written at the end of my golden age of short stories. Shortly after this was completed, I made some life changing decisions, and my writing, reflecting the effects those decisions had on my brain, became different; I am dealing with the other consequences of those decisions in many ways.
My father was one to take an annual fishing trip to a remote location, but I have never done so. This story is the closest I’ve ever come to such a trip.