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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Helen Date: 30 Oct 06 - 10:12 PM I love it when this thread pops up again. If you're not careful I might mention this thread again, but maybe better not. ;-> And Guest, 29 Oct 06 - 10:06 PM, have you read the book by John Crowley called Engine Summer? Helen |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Lonesome EJ Date: 30 Oct 06 - 05:57 PM I had forgotten what a great exercise in economic writing this thread was. Started with 135 words, trying to tell a story and create two characters in as brief a fashion as possible. First the adjectives went out the window. Then an unnecessary phrase or two, and finally bingo, 100 words. And a better story for the paring. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Lonesome EJ Date: 30 Oct 06 - 05:53 PM "No, John, we need to turn right!" she said. He pulled the SUV over, stepping hard on the brake. "You want to drive Grace?" He eased himself out of the driver's seat. "You take the wheel!" She climbed out, flinching from hip pain. He grimaced as they passed before the hood. "Backseat driver your whole life," he muttered. She eased back onto the road. He gazed at the maze of streets. "That's where Sutton's Hardware was," he said, smiling now. She laid her hand on his knee. He wondered briefly why she was driving, then covered her hand with his. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: KT Date: 30 Oct 06 - 12:52 AM Wow, GUEST! Thanks for reviving this thread...it's a good one! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: katlaughing Date: 29 Oct 06 - 10:27 PM Stunning, guest! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST Date: 29 Oct 06 - 10:06 PM The Listener Today I'm Richard, brain damaged from an accident. Cindy needs to let me go. It's okay Mom, I say. She signs the papers and begins the healing. Tomorrow someone else will unload. People whisper, and I assume their burdens. It's a gift and a curse. Even my therapist can't conceal his baggage. One word and suddenly I'm his dysfunctional wife. I'm awash in endless waves of human suffering. I have no recourse. Regina unknowingly signs a solution. Her ears for my ears. We are each other's savior. It stops the inner voices, but I miss the music, especially the blues. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: katlaughing Date: 18 Jan 06 - 06:30 PM (Remembering what fun this was; trying to get up to speed, again, in the "creative muse" department. Enjoy!) The sea washed over her with a lover's promise. Just a little while more and sweet release would be hers. "Ah, me," she thought, "a new life, all mine." With a soft chuckle, she turned over and began to swim away; away from the soft sands on the edges of the great blue sea; away from all she'd known. Toward a new life. She swam and swam, each movement propelling her onward until she opened wide her arms and latched onto an old sunken ship. As her fingers-turned to suction cups, she stuck like glue in eight different spots! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST,noddy Date: 29 Jul 05 - 04:12 AM oh that was 100 just in case you did not realie. And this is not. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST,noddy Date: 27 Jul 05 - 08:41 AM A mudcat challenge! A story exactly 100 words long. Sounds like fun to me. But what to write? I scan the list of previous stories, some are good, some are funny. Some have used my idea damn them, damn them all. I sit at the keyboard, my fingers hover, poised in anticiptaion. I rake my grey matter for some semblance of a theme but nothing happens. No buzz, no flashing light. It is so annoying, I used to be able to do this once upon a time. But not now. It appears all insperation has gone. Age takes its toll. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: CapriUni Date: 26 Jul 05 - 10:14 PM Gretchen had reread the letter until its news lost all meaning. Aunt Trudi was dead. She'd met her once, long ago, on a family visit. Gretchen brought an apple as a present. "Half green apples are poison apples," her aunt said, and told her how witches made them. For ages afterward, Gretchen had nightmares. Now she was weeping – not from grief, but freedom. She was free from Aunt Trudi's disapproval, from her stifling veil of fear. Gretchen wiped her eyes, and went to the kitchen. She knew what to bring to the wake: an apple pie – a brand new recipe. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: CapriUni Date: 22 Apr 05 - 05:14 PM Indeed. The author of this webpage: "Drabbleology" defines a drabble as a "prose poem." Like most drabble discussions, it's aimed at the members of a particular science fiction fandom (in this case, the television show Stargate: One). But the author's tips and pointers (scroll down a bit) are chock full of good advice for any writer. Personally, I find writing drabbles a wonderful cure for writer's block. When I give my dreaded Inner Editor the job of counting every word, she stops fretting at me about "breaking the rules" of storytelling (i.e.: "You can't have your hero do that! What would your mother think, if she knew?!"). |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST Date: 22 Apr 05 - 04:51 PM Economy of words yields a certain eloquence of language, which, to some, is on par with poetry. Some forms of poetry strive to wrest the most meaning from the fewest words. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: CapriUni Date: 22 Apr 05 - 02:32 PM Some say the hundred word story actually began in China, long ago. But its modern life, under the name "drabble," began in 1987 at a science fiction convention, to raise funds for a British charity. Due to these origins, and the limitations of the form, the drabble is little known outside fandom. Drabbling requires discipline, however, that "mainstream" writers would do well to master.. Great drabblers weigh their words as carefully as gold dust: choosing meaning, detail and force over whatever "poetic" language the author's ego and fancy may conceive. Therefore, I'll promote the drabble in whatever way I can. --- (ten lines of ten words each) |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST Date: 22 Apr 05 - 08:16 AM Nice. Neat. Eloquent. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: CapriUni Date: 22 Apr 05 - 12:50 AM Nobody Misses Him For years, Harold had been pleased to mutter curses at the paper boy's bad aim. Today, however, his newspaper lay serenely in the center of his doormat. So Harold cursed the change in his routine. He should have known better, perhaps, But snatched the paper thoughtlessly. There was a flash – and void. "Where am I?" No answer. Atoms in paper aren't used to questions, and meet them with stunned silence. They gave Stephan an 'F' on his science project: "The Intratomic Transfer Unit," and sent him to the psychiatrist for evaluation. But Stephan didn't do it for the grade, anyway. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Rustic Rebel Date: 17 Apr 05 - 03:11 PM Good story Pogo, I liked it. Ahhh, the one hundred word story is revived, to much satisfaction! Let me see where my mind can wonder.... How am I going to ever get this done by tomorrow? I have to get all the ingredients together. Gathered, sorted, combined and defined in a day. I am usually more prepared to find the basics and go with them, but I was stopped short of progress, when a chattering bystander stopped and distracted me for endless hours. Jeez! Will you let me do, what I have to do please? I have to gather and prepare for company. I finally said, enough is enough. I bagged the squirrel and decided it will be an added ingredient to my nut soup. Talk about weird random writing! (another thread) Lovin' it still! Rustic |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: katlaughing Date: 17 Apr 05 - 09:42 AM CU, I just found this site on google. It looks like an up-to-date one of the The Drabble Project. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: CapriUni Date: 16 Apr 05 - 11:07 PM I wrote this yesterday, for something called The Art Garden (A Literary Magazine for the Stage). The theme we were given was "computers." 100 WORDS. EXACTLY (not including this title) Computer chips are as large as planets, to electrons. Following my commands at near the speed of light, electrons race across those worlds, tracing patterns I recognize, and sending them through my phone line. Somewhere else, someone else is commanding them, too. His words appear on my screen; my words appear on his. Outside my window, it's a spring afternoon. Outside his window, it's an autumn morning. Others are here, too: some on lunch break, at supper, or restless, in the middle of the night. Yet we are together, in this moment –- in a room defined by our imaginations. Wow. --------- Helen: The link you posted to The Drabble Project (a couple of years ago) is now defunct. Can you remember what some of the guidelines said? Did it give any more history of the drabble? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Ebbie Date: 18 Mar 05 - 05:44 PM Helen, just to make sure you know- a goodly number of us are charmed and inspired by this exercise. Thank you for that. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Helen Date: 18 Mar 05 - 05:10 PM This thread has been going since August 2001. Just thought you'd like to know that. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Helen Date: 18 Mar 05 - 05:06 PM Aaaahhh!! My little challenge thread rises again! Such deep satisfaction I get seeing it raise its little head again. I especially like what someone once said in another thread, that the reason they joined Mudcat was because of this thread. That's something to be happy about. If I never achieve anything more in my life, at least I know that I have provided something for people to mull over, invent, create, and share with other like-minded individuals. I think that the limitation of one hundred words adds to the creative experience. Limitations often push us forward more than opportunities. (100 words) |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Pogo Date: 18 Mar 05 - 03:37 PM He began as a hopeful, nameless barbarian with dreams of being another Alexander or Hannibal. An elephant stepped on his head, ending the dreams. As fate and reincarnation would have it, he next became aware of his crustaceous self in the lobster tank of Cap'n Dan's Seafood. Ever enthusiastic, even with eyes on stems, he followed his warrior's heart. Ten minutes of carnage later, Bisque the Conqueror squealed as he was dropped in boiling water. Unsure of what to do with him after that, the gods gave him the janitor position. He conquered the bathrooms and finally knew simple happiness. (too much Terry Pratchett I know {O) Maybe I'll put up something serious too just to balance it out) |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Ebbie Date: 17 Mar 05 - 04:35 PM Cleverly done, JohninKansas! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: JohnInKansas Date: 17 Mar 05 - 03:50 PM Rick Fielding asked in one of the early posts if there is any way a computer can count words. If you highlight a section in Microsoft Word, then click "Tools" and then "Word Count" you will get the number of words, the number of characters not counting spaces, the number of characters including spaces, the number of lines, and the number of paragraphs. If you click without making a selection first, you'll get the same information for the entire document. There are only a few odd characters that may "fool" the count. It nearly always gives accurate totals, I'm told. Word's Tools Word Count says the above paragraph is 100 words. Probably one of my shortest posts. John |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Ebbie Date: 17 Mar 05 - 02:03 PM This subject is on my mind so I'm doing this as an exercise. Later I'll try to follow the guidelines... ""Not guilty." With those words in my ears I join the ranks of the damned. Mixed with the heady relief of reprieve is the knowledge that never again will I know a night of dreamless sleep and never a day that I can afford to ignore who is behind me. "There are not many people in my club and none that I know personally. If I should meet them, what should I do? Wave gaily and move on? Or stop and compare stories? Discuss lawyers and juries and people long gone? Share my how-I-got-away-with-it story and ask them for theirs?" |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST Date: 16 Mar 05 - 11:01 PM The Meatgrinder Detail I hated special details. I knew where to find him. We had been warehoused together back in basic, after all. His dress blues hung alone and neatly pressed in the closet. Dad's odd AWOL advice hearkened. "Keep one uniform. It looks like you meant to come back." "Loverboy stepped out for cigarettes," he said. His outline spoke from the early evening shadows. "You know what they do to people like me in Leavenworth." I thought of meatgrinders. "I'm glad it's your bullet that found me," he pleaded. I devised 'following protocol' as my alibi. Special details sometimes necessitated special favors. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: dianavan Date: 29 Nov 04 - 10:17 PM They were looking for the hole in the wall. The waves were too high. They knew they had missed it. The engine stopped cold. She held the wheel. He lifted the hatch and entered the engine room. Nothing. He could find nothing wrong. The boat was bobbing along like an old dead head at the mercy of the wind and the sea. The keys were on the floor. Good God! The wheel had caught the keychain and pulled the keys from the ignition. Get out she yelled as she started the engine and turned the bow into the next wave. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: katlaughing Date: 28 Nov 04 - 11:42 PM refresh |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST,KT Date: 31 Aug 04 - 01:59 AM Nice, RR! Great thread! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Rustic Rebel Date: 31 Aug 04 - 01:45 AM "So does life have to be so complicated that you forgot how to live it?", she asked. "No, it doesn't." was the simple reply. "It only has to be what you choose to make it." "What are you saying? I can not understand." Are you telling me I can choose a life and make it all work as I plan it to be?". He answered, "That is exactly what I mean, and that is all that needs to be said." Take your life and be who you need to be. Take your life and see that you are. Love Life. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST Date: 31 Aug 04 - 12:58 AM |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Helen Date: 06 Jun 03 - 02:03 AM Yeah, but BDiBR, you made me laugh, so maybe you get the special encouragement award or something. Helen |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST,Blind DRunk in Blind River Date: 05 Jun 03 - 06:49 PM You gotta be flippin kidding Helen. Too many flippin rules eh! Waddya think I'm gonna sit down and count every flippin word I write and then what? Waht if it comes to 112 words? What do I do then? And besides, I might not of counted right so I mgight have to count it again. Adn again. I got a life here you know and it dont make sense to sit around coutning words all day! Geez. You thinki I'nm going to go and count those word=s now? Dont'; flippin hold your breath eh? Okay, I'm gonna write a story, but I aint' rpomising nothin. I'm staring now. REady? Okay. It was a dark and stormy night at the brewery. (that's 10 w9rds) Lewis was waiting to find out what was the meaning of his life. (that's 13...so that makes 23 words. The stuff in the brackets dont count eh?) He didn't have a flippin clue why he was in the world but he figgered it had somthin to do with constumption, probably. (Shit. How many now? Wait.) (Okay it's 46 now. Geez! Almost halfway there already! HOw can anyone do this?) Lewis was ready though, cause he was cool. He was really cool. (58) The next day Lewis lined up with the rest of the squad...all 24 of 'em. (74) He checked his helmet. On good and tight. (82) But not tight enough, as it turned out. (90) Cause when the trucker grabbed Lewis and popped his helmet it was all over in seconds. That guy could chug! (110) (Shit!!! See...I told ya. Now I gotta go back and take out words.) Lewis may only have been a bottle of beer, but he died bravely. (I couldn't do it. I got 123 words. That's 23 too many. Wait...) (I can't do it. This sucks. I am gonna have another drink instead. I hate yer flippin' contest!!!) - BDiBR |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST Date: 05 Jun 03 - 05:58 PM The wagon brimmed with petals from Mom's prized roses. Dad browsed for a switch, like a scholar contemplating his beloved tomes. He selected one from the oak in whose shadow I once stood in awe. Between lashes, Dad counselled nothing was safe from the absolute corruption of the human hand, not even God's pure beauty. I studied my scars and withdrew to hone my axe. When he came home late one night, drunk and waving his gun around, I remembered. Not even unconditional love could withstand the hardened years of my razor-sharp wrath. I cut that goddamned tree down. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: katlaughing Date: 26 May 03 - 05:40 PM Jeri, me, too! I could hear Rod Sirling reading your story!**bg** Blind Drunk in Blind River posted an example of bad writing over in Rick's thread on what constitutes good writing. I wrote this in response, thinking I had to make it 100 words, then realised I was thinking of this thread, so what the heck, I'll post it....not meant as a best, more of a cliche...**bg** "It was a dark and stormy night in Blind River when a blind drunk came stumbling after me, stinking of cigs and gin gone bad. My dogs were crying out for soft slippers and a hot soak after slinging hash all night, so I ignored him and walked on against the rain. He stumbled after me until I turned around and yelled, "Leave me alone!" He flapped his arms at me. "What the hell do you want?" I asked. Then it hit me, he was a blind, drunk mime in Blind River on a dark and stormy night. " |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST Date: 26 May 03 - 04:01 PM Ah....Friday......MUSIC night! Anticipating the scent of gingersnaps, she steps into the old kitchen. Oh! Chocolate chip tonight! From the other room, strains of "Whiskey Before Breakfast" beckon...There, a circle of friends, old and new, brought together by love of music, are bowing, picking, strumming, toe-tapping. Setting her case on the floor, she takes a seat in the circle. A few faces look up, smiling their welcome. Others are intent on fingering, oblivious to anything other than keeping up. One foot in the circle raises momentarily, a few more bars, then satisfied smiles all around. Ah....Friday night! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Ebbie Date: 26 May 03 - 12:04 AM The chairs are ready, grouped in a rough circle; small tables in the middle await coffee cups and beer. At one side is a Martin strapped into its neon-red guitar stand, its anticipation almost visible. Cookies are cooling on paper towels in the kitchen and their chocolate chip scent is heady. The teakettle is steaming, ready for the serving thermos and the coffee pot has just stopped burbling. Cups are heaped on a tray. A car door slams, there is a bustle of movement, the stomp of feet. The house door opens and a cheerful voice says, Hey, anybody home? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Jeri Date: 25 May 03 - 09:42 PM He first started to hear echoes when he was only seventeen. When no one talked, the sounds would fill the quiet spaces in between. He was examined many times, but all the doctors said was that the echoes were just funny things only heard inside his head. He learned how he could live with them - he even thought of them as friends. But they say, "the rest is silence," and that's how my story ends. One morning he awoke to a strange and quiet dawn. He got dressed and walked outside to find every living thing but him was gone... (I watched too much Twilight Zone as a kid.) |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Rapparee Date: 25 May 03 - 05:10 PM Harry lay on the warm grass, an restless uneasiness growing ever stronger within him that the languid day did nothing to change. A soft footstep near his head caused him to roll onto this back and look up. Up, drinking in the shapely leg, the curves only half hidden by the black robe, past the full, sensuous lips, to the shining, flame-red, hair cascading down her shoulders. "Well, HELLo Ginny," breathed Harry.. "You really are all grown up, aren't you?" "Oh, yes," she replied, smiling knowingly. And with that – and some other mystical actions – Ginny enchanted the legendary Harry Potter. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Helen Date: 25 May 03 - 07:34 AM Look at this! This site claims that the 100 word stories are called drabbles, and that the first book published had famous SF authors including Terry Pratchett. Drabble Project Scroll down and see some samples from that book. Helen P.S. What this really means is I'm taking the training wheels off and you have to write the stories according to the guidelines. (Tee-hee!) |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Helen Date: 25 May 03 - 07:21 AM This is what I was trying to say before: redwritinghood contest rules "3. Story must have no more than 100 words. 4. Story must not be pornographic, racist, or violent. Acceptable genres are: romance, western, sci-fi/fantasy, mainstream, experimental, literary, drama, action, comedy... 5. Story must have a beginning, middle, and end. 6. Main character should face a dilemma and solve a problem. 7. The challenge in these short stories is using traditional elements of fiction all in a concise, tight, 100 words. 8. Do not send me slice of lifes, character descriptions, or anything else that is not really a story. Ask yourself what is the action or conflict in your piece?" There are a few sample stories here: Red Writing Hood sample stories Helen |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Helen Date: 25 May 03 - 07:04 AM Thanks for the compliment, Guest. Helen |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST Date: 25 May 03 - 12:26 AM ..glad you liked "The Night Before" Helen. When I found it in Utne I immediately thought of this thread, but wasn't sure it was worth a refresh. Glad you took the initiative. This 100 word idea has been a great exercise for me to *tighten up* and pare down my prose to the barest essentials. In the process, a new writing style emerged for me that prodded my interest to explore and experiment more. You give great thread Helen. The best to you and yours. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Helen Date: 24 May 03 - 09:16 PM Guest who posted the SS Badger State story. As an Oz-Cat I had to look that one up, but now I get it. Good one! Helen |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Helen Date: 24 May 03 - 09:12 PM Thanks Guest, that was worth the wait. Without pushing too many rules onto these anarchistic folkie-types, I have been stressing that it has to be a proper story with a plot and it has to have a reason for being written. Although all of the stories here are well worth reading, and I have enjoyed every one of them, some of them are vignettes/short scenes from a longer story and some are beautiful descriptive pieces but the plot is a bit thin. That's the real challenge folks! To wwrite a *story* in 100 words. The one I remember from the book, and which I also saw as a 10 minute filler on tv, was about a man who was totally obsessed with being prepared for nuclear war, and had built a fully equipped bunker in the back yard. The suspense was built up, and the key fact was that he only needed 10 minutes notice to get into the bunker and he could wait it out until the fallout decreased enough for him to emerge, safe and well - a survivor. The last scene was that he was out shopping (or something) and the alarm went off notifying the nuclear attack, but he was 11 minutes away from home. (Boom, boom! Punch line. The best laid plans, etc etc) Helen |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST Date: 24 May 03 - 01:26 PM First, a correction: Hasty editing resulted in One tires quickly of one's own voice in one's own when I meant to say One tires quickly of one's own voice in one's own ear . Always pruufreed. Sorry. Now, as promised: In response to a "flash fiction" contest to write a short story in 100 words or less, the following was selected as one of the best submissions and originally appeared in the Detroit Metro Times (date unknown). It was reprinted in the Nov-Dec 2002 issue of Utne, and that is where I came across it. It's called "The Night Before," and if my math is correct, it is exactly one hundred words. "The Night Before," by Katie Chase My sister's a virgin, and it's the night before her wedding. We go to the bar, just she and I. She lets men hit on her just so she can turn them away. I'm the second choice in the turtleneck sweater. "Hi, sweetheart." One slides his hand up my skirt. I let him. My sister offers to throw her drink in his face. "It's fine." He buys me a shot. In the back of the cab, I hold her hair as she vomits. I overhear the driver: "Drunk sluts." That's when she tells me she doesn't think she loves him. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: katlaughing Date: 24 May 03 - 12:52 PM Excuse me, I stand corrected... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST Date: 24 May 03 - 08:06 AM He stood quietly watching the veterans paying their respects to fallen comrades. Memories flooding his mind, as they always did on this day. Fire, smoke, screams, memories flooding his mind as fresh as the days he lived them. Two veterans approached him and asked "what unit were you in buddy" He told them I was a Merchant Marine and served on the SS Badger State. They walked away without saying anything. He turned back to face the monument, as a lone piper started playing The Flowers Of The Forest. " I will remember you boys" he said, I will remember. http://www.usmm.org/vietnam.html |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: GUEST,MaryC Date: 24 May 03 - 06:56 AM Ewan sat on the top stair surrounded by sparkles of dust floating in the ruby rays. The window seemed smaller. Ewan's growing years had been spent in this spot surveying the burgundy clad youth captured for ever in the richly coloured glass, imagining what thoughts were trapped within the glazed image. Music was the link. Ewan had been inspired by the perfect calmness of the features. He knew now. He had been deceived. All the sacrificial years practising, wasted by a driver's carelessness. Eventually Ewan decided. He leapt quickly towards the lute playing youth and into the space beyond him. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat challenge: 100 word story exactly From: Helen Date: 24 May 03 - 03:26 AM Guest, I tried to find some samples to show what the idea is for these 100 word stories, but I couldn't find any. So your example is a good idea, and I'm looking forward to reading it. Helen |
