How do you write an entire story in only three sentences? If you think that’s a tall order (or maybe even an impossible question to answer) you should re-calibrate your expectations and try writing a story in only six words. Both can be done but it takes a little planning, effort and creativity.
I’m game enough now that I’ve got a 25 day streak going on my daily writing that this week’s challenge from Chuck Wendig seemed like a great test of my skills both in writing and in editing.
Last time out I had to cull down almost 800 words to meet the 500 word requirement. This time I’m only writing down what is necessary. I’m going to try and say my peace (and write my piece) without any wasted words or extra punctuation.
There was a look across the room that sparked the romance, though neither of us could ever seem to recall exactly who had looked first and who had returned the gaze, but it was more or less mutual from the word go.
The first winter was cold and yet we both managed to stay warm enough, basking in the glow of each others’ mutual admiration and near-constant physical attention.
By the next summer you’d have thought it was winter by how chilly we treated each other, we were barren and frozen out of even the barest conversation.
Maybe not literature but it’s writing.
“I love you,” she said before we’d even gone out three times and it scared me to hear it but I kept on seeing her despite my fears.
“I love you,” I said as we welcomed our first child, a daughter, into our family, into the world.
“I love you,” she said at my bedside that morning and I’m glad it’s the last thing I heard her say.
Better, perhaps, but pretty sappy.
The command codes were given; passive voice hides process, avoids prosecution and persecution or so I was told.
The verdict was rendered; swift and decisive justice, even if I never faced my accuser or got to call witnesses in my own defense.
The blade was dropped; the death blow delivered and yet, somehow, no one was ever to blame.
My own little allegory/lament on the use of passive voice. I had an English teacher in the 11th grade who HATED it, but it does have its uses.
Anyhow, Happy Friday! Hope you enjoyed what I wrote.