Immediately after the fight…
Soon after…
Skipping a little bit ahead…
And we’re gonna need a montage.
Continuing our previous scene…
Here’s the following scene:
Same deal as before. Very first draft material, following more or less from the previous posts. Enjoy!
Like last time, this is a first draft. I’m not sure I want to keep it, but I like where it ends up.
You’d be right to think that the date up there is not today’s date. But I don’t have a better way of defining what I’ll be sharing with you at the moment. Since I got home, I’ve been writing about 2000 words a day on my Miska project. What follows is part of what I wrote on, you guessed it, the 7th. It is first draft material, which means that I haven’t done more than look at it and think that it needs editing. Enjoy!
This is goofy. I’m writing a new piece of flash fiction from Chuck Wendig’s usual challenge (I’ve skipped a few, my apologies), and, well… I’m not sure what to do. The challenge involves using a random song as both your title and as inspiration for the piece itself. I’ve done that before; so far, so good.
I shuffled until I got a named track (my first result was “Track 9” from an untitled trance album), and now (as you can see) I’m writing a story called J.S. Bach: Goldberg Variations – Variation 14.
In case you don’t know what that sounds like, here’s a video (the piece is roughly two minutes, though the video continues afterwards). I’ve tried embedding it, but the time-specific feature doesn’t seem to be working.
My version is played by Glenn Gould, at roughly twice that speed, clocking in at 59 seconds. Please excuse me while I stare into space and figure out what the hell this means story-wise.
Right. Got it. This might be a little odd, but I think it works. Enjoy!
Fistful of Wits 