I know most of us have heard of, read, and even tried writing 100 word stories. They’re challenging and they help to hone the writing skills.
I’m wondering about Twitter Fiction. Tweets are limited to 140 characters. I wonder how difficult it would be to write complete stories in the space of a single tweet?! Not sure if challenging is the word.
TwitFic #1
If that gun had not been there when Jason looked for it, everything would be different; he’d still be innocent and she’d still be alive. (136 characters)
TwitFic #2
Marti waited for someone to visit her.She was lonely. No one ever came to see her at the home. She waited, hoping today would be the day. (138 characters)
Okay, now it’s your turn to try!
Sarah gasped as a snowflake alighted on her neck, slid down into the darkeness of her sweater. Never again would she forget the keys.
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Tysdaddy, you’ve done this before? Nice job!
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Wow, awesome post.
He loved it here. He could feel the sun on his face. Listening to the birds singing in the trees, he forgot the glint of steel in the dark.
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Certainly there hadn’t been an elephant in her room. It was all just a dream. She rubbed her eyes, & then she saw it. Who’s dung was that?!
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Hmmm….
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When he softly spoke her name, she pretended to be asleep. As he slipped out the bedroom door she knew exactly where he was going.
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“Please don’t judge me too harshly.” the smiling widow told the undertaker. “The life insurance is the only kind thing he’s ever done for me.”
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Wow! You guys are good! I’m impressed!
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I can’t do this. I tried, and I can’t. But I will copy and paste my favorite nano-story from Richard Brautigan.
The Scarlatti Tilt
“It’s very hard to live in a studio apartment in San Jose with a man who’s learning to play the violin.” That’s what she told the police when she handed them the empty revolver.
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Amuirin, LOL! That’s what I was afraid of when I was taking violin lessons and lived in San Jose. I gave it all up to keep my parents from shooting me! 🙂
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He thought he had; when she left, she told him he hadn’t. Later he realized he might not even know how. He took up residence in his doubt.
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These are great! I particularly like your #2, and also Tamara’s.
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“He took up residence in his doubt.”
Good one, LFC, very good one.
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I gave it a try, but I was unsuccessful. Brevity is not my strong point. 🙂
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