Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Writing Exercise: Flash Fiction from Photo
From wikipedia.com:
Flash fiction is fiction of extreme brevity. There is no widely accepted definition of the length of the category. Some self-described markets for flash fiction impose caps as low as 300, while others consider stories as long as 1000 words to be flash fiction.
Other names for flash fiction include sudden fiction, microfiction, micro-story, postcard fiction, prosetry and short short story, though distinctions are sometimes drawn between some of these terms; for example, sometimes 1,000 words is considered the cut-off between "flash fiction" and the slightly longer "sudden fiction".
The term "flash fiction" may have originated from a 1992 anthology of that title. As the editors said in their introduction, their definition of a "flash fiction" was a story that would fit on two facing pages of a typical digest-sized literary magazine, or about 750 words.
EXERCISE:
Using 500 words or less tell readers a story with beginning, middle and end about how Baby Chatman died, the funeral, the people who made this crude tombstone, and who left the silk flowers.
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That stone
ReplyDeleteThat damnable stone
I put it up
carved the words with pistol barrel
took some time
that did
Give me drink
strong drink
I'm a weak man
She wasn't
the baby's mother
She was strong
Held that baby
as it died in her arms
that there mister
is the weight of the world
Thank you thank you
I need that drink
I need it cause drinking
stops me from thinking
of her tiny fever cry
and fever eyes tight shut
and bright red fever cheeks
oh god she did stink
of it
Maybe she shouldn't have been born
the babe of a weak man
and a strong woman
in god's nowhere
maybe not
But I loved her mother
and contrarily she loved me
she's now buried yonder
down row three
God I wish I had never loved
Good God I wish it would have never end
Now too weak for heaven
bound for hell
Give me the rest of the bottle
you've had your fill
Lazarus Lupin:
ReplyDeleteThat's a fine piece of work. Dare I say too good to be hidden away as a comment. Please let me know if you want it on the blog.
Write on!
bluedaisy
Sure put it up high
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