Same deal as before. Very first draft material, following more or less from the previous posts. 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!
I’ve been working on my Miska story for class, and as such have more material for you. Some of it is rewritten old stuff, some of it is new. I think I’ve done a better job of firming up her voice, and showing off her life. I hope you enjoy it!
In the course of writing an exercise piece for class, I ended up writing what might work as a short scene for my Miska story. It’s a bit odd, given that I changed narration style, but the core conflict feels right. I hope you enjoy it!
Also, I’m going to be on hiatus next week; I’ll be working for an awesome theater camp in upstate New York (or as one of my friends calls it, “Narnia”), and I’ll be way too busy to post anything and probably won’t have access to the internet anyway!
Enjoy some more Miska after the break.
Miska is a character who’s shown up in several of my drafts of various stories in the Elven Progenitors universe for a while now. She started off as a secondary character in the backstory of another secondary character, but quickly took on a life of her own in my imagination. I always wanted to find out how she’d come to be where she was, and I tried, again and again, to write it. But every time I tried, I lost interest within a few pages. I was just dead *bored* with what I was writing, which I took to be a bad sign. I tried, and tried, and eventually I gave up and put the story on the backburner, but yesterday I had an epiphany and started writing down notes like mad. My first scene based on those notes follows. It turns out, I wasn’t going back far enough; I needed to see how it was that Miska, the Pirate Queen, went to sea in the first place…
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’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!
I’ve solved some of my problems in Last Days of Loneliness, I think. If you read my earlier posts about how things were terrible and how I couldn’t figure out why Amanda knows to kill the eggs with fire, rest assured, I’ve stumbled across an excellent workaround.
I had very similar conversations with Ben and my brother Nate about how to solve my narrator’s knowledge problem, in which they basically said that I should make someone else in the town or cult tell her to use fire to kill the eggs. I, of course, resisted their advice at first. I’d had similar thoughts many times previously, and always dismissed them because I thought it made no sense for someone to break the cult’s taboos and try to warn Amanda. But after talking with both Nate and Ben, who both made it sound so plausible, and then reading some of George Buckenham’s rules for making games on Rock Paper Shotgun, I decided what the hell; I’d go ahead and do as Buckenham suggested. So I tried the stupid/simple solution. And I liked it.
What follows is the scene that I thought wouldn’t work, but did. It comes some time after a scene in which Amanda goes to the police station and overhears an interesting conversation, and long before her ultimate recognition of the information that she is given in this scene. Enjoy.