I missed my post for Friday, but I have it here for you anyway. Chuck Wendig’s Flash Fic challenge for the week was a five sentence story, laid out in this fashion:
Sentence 1: Beginning / Inciting Incident
Sentence 2: Middle
Sentence 3: Middle peak, act turn or pivot
Sentence 4: Climactic turn or twist
Sentence 5: Resolution
Also, it isn’t supposed to be more than 100 words. Here’s my schoolwork-addled attempt.
This week’s new flash fiction challenge from Chuck Wendig is to write a story inspired by the seven deadly sins. I chose randomly, and ended up with Pride. Solid, fun stuff.
It’s the same setting as one of my recent experiments, the one set in a flooded Florida, but focuses on Latour instead of Pat and Pat. Enjoy!
I’m not sure what to call this. It’s a bit of random setting and character development that I did on a whim. Maybe you’ll like it? I think it has legs, though I quite probably don’t yet know where to focus for best effect.
Here are a few short scenes for your enjoyment.
I haven’t done one of Chuck Wendig’s flash fiction challenges in a while, so I thought I’d do one again and share the results. But I think I got more than I bargained for. This week’s challenge was another subgenre mashup (last time gave us Dreams of Drowning); this time I rolled “Grimdark Fantasy” crossed with “BDSM Erotica.”
I hadn’t expected that.
But I think I’ve succeeded at delivering on those things, maybe? It certainly is BDSM erotica, and I think the trappings are sufficiently grimdark fantasy-esque to qualify. You’ve been warned.
Sorry, I’ve spent all day reading for school and writing a paper. But I have my Chuck Wendig-inspired #talesfromblackfriday tweet for you to enjoy:
You walk down an aisle of smiling boys labeled “Jimmy”
The sign above reads:
CLASSIC AMERICAN NUCLEAR FAMILY, 80% OFF
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!
I started writing a piece last week, and now I’ve finished it. Or, well, I have a new first draft that tells the story I wanted to tell. That’s usually what I mean by finished, here. This piece is in the same setting as Trouble Close Behind and Bloody Expanse, though it’s a bit different. This one was inspired by Chuck Wendig’s X Meets Y Horror prompt. Read on past the break!
This is a little piece that I’m writing for Chuck Wendig’s most recent challenge, an X meets Y horror story. I, of course, got Psycho meets The Muppets. We’ll see. I wanted to get some of it done for you today, which is why there’s any post at all, but now I need to go back to doing my actual homework. You might recognize the setting from Trouble Close Behind and Bloody Expanse. Enjoy!
Last Friday I mentioned that I was trying to write something for Molotov Cocktail’s Flash Monster contest, but that I wasn’t sure I had what I wanted. Well, last night I wrote another thing I enjoy and this time I’ve submitted it. As I said before, if you’re associated with Molotov you should probably wait on reading this. If you’re not, enjoy!
So, The Molotov Cocktail has a monster themed flash fiction contest, and I want to post an entry. I’m not sure that this is the piece for me to submit (and, obviously, you Molotov-associated folks shouldn’t read this until later), but it’s the piece that came to me over the course of this afternoon. I hope you enjoy it.
Fistful of Wits 