This week’s challenge from Chuck Wendig isn’t about fiction at all! This week, he asked people to write 1000 words about why they write. I took about that many words to think it through. Some of my answer feels final, some of it doesn’t, and I’m sure there’s more to be said. But my response begins below…
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Why do I write?
That question makes me uneasy. I don’t feel like I have a good answer to it, or maybe it’s that the answer I do have isn’t “good.” Part of the answer is very simple:
This is a bit late, but this week’s (last week’s?) flash fiction from Terribleminds involved using a randomly generated phrase. I got “maritime scowl.” This is what followed…
I know I have a big mouth, but apparently I tried to fit too many words in it this time. Sorry. Normally I’d have a piece of flash fiction for you right now (and I have started it), but instead, here’s the beginning of a nonsense sonnet I’m in the process of writing.
The King begged the peasant, “Please sir won’t you
Deign to grace my table with thy good name?”
“I could not,” he replied, “give credence to
Your reign. I think not, if it’s all the same.”
I’ll have more for you on Friday. Really.
Hey folks. No flash fiction for you at the moment, just another piece of story from Last Days of Loneliness, the YA horror novel that I’ve been working on for a while. Here’s the most recent piece I posted. I think I’ve rewritten this scene about five times now, but this opening for it just came to me while I was lying in bed last night, so I had to give it a try. Enjoy!
This week brought another random title challenge from Chuck Wendig, and while this particular post is a bit late for that challenge’s schedule, it’s still done. It turns out that my Nonsense Literature class is awesome and also takes up more time than I’d first anticipated. It’s nothing unmanageable, though some of my poor poor friends are taking Nonsense along with another class that has an absurd reading load (and I say that as a Reedie).
This is another experiment in not really knowing where things are going until I start writing, and I think I like it. Enjoy!
Last week I mentioned that I was writing something to submit to a contest. I didn’t finish it. Instead, I submitted something else (Cosmo Katie, from earlier this year) to Flash Fury. Wish me luck.
I’m currently rather busy with schoolwork, so all I have for you today is the unfinished piece which I tried to write last week. I still haven’t decided what my new schedule should look like, but it will probably end up being a post on Tuesday or Wednesday, and another on Friday. Read on for violence.
I goofed up! I was writing a piece of flash fiction earlier today (something I intend to submit to the Flash Fury contest run by The Molotov Cocktail), but then I got distracted by life here visiting my mom. I’ll have this piece of flash fic up for you in a bit (maybe tomorrow, maybe next week), but I’m afraid I don’t have the usual stuff for you today.
Actually, I’m going to have to change my schedule starting next week, because I’ll have classes on Mondays and Thursdays and I have no desire to try going to class and post on the same day. I’ll figure that out soon.
This week’s flash fiction prompt required me to come up with a title by randomly selecting a song from my music collection. I got “Thin Line,” by Jurassic 5 (featuring Nelly Furtado). While we weren’t required to use the song itself as an inspiration, I, uh, listened to Thin Line on repeat while I was writing. The result feels very different from most other pieces that I’ve written, and follows the song’s theme of questioning how romantic / erotic relationships can coexist with friendships. I was, quite honestly, surprised by the end. And that’s all I’ll say about that. Enjoy!
This week, Chuck Wendig wants fuel for his flash fiction fires. It just so happens that I’d already been thinking of ways to use my foray into random D&D material for the purposes of flash fiction, so I came to this topic with an idea more-or-less prepared. Some modification may be necessary.
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to use this Random Adventure Generator to create your prompt. You may use as much of it as you like, but you must at least use the Theme, the Story Hook, and the Climax. Write your story in 2000 words or less.
Also, I should mention: I’m going to be incommunicado for the rest of the week, and will thus miss my normal second post! It’s time for me to live in a tent and do larp-camp staff training again. If you’re anywhere near upstate New York, you should consider sending your children or your friends’ children to The Wayfinder Experience. It’s good stuff.
This week’s flash fiction challenge from Chuck Wendig involved a 1000 word story that starts with a dead body. I ended up with this piece without even knowing where I was going, but perhaps you’ll like it. In case you’re wondering about the setting, I think it takes place in my Elven Progenitors story-world (though I still feel like it desperately needs a punchier name).
Enjoy!
Fistful of Wits 