StoryADay May – Day 4 – 40-Minute Story

Wow writers, it was not as easy to write a 100-word story as I thought! I was really inspired by some of the short, short stories at 100wordstory.org. Some of them, like “Row,” by Charmaine Wilkerson and “First Run” by William O’Sullivan, really blur the lines between storytelling and prose poetry.

If you are ever feeling completely stumped by a prompt (like I was with this one) you can try this trick: find a nice big print dictionary, open it randomly to a page, and put your finger on a word without looking and try to use the word in your first sentence. My word was “Samara,” and I wound up making that my title too. Once I write a line or two, the words usually start flowing.

Adhering to a word-count limitation like this is one kind of arbitrary constraint we can impose on our writing. See my post from last month about how constraints like this actually boost our creativity. Today’s prompt imposes another type of constraint: a time limit. Happy writing and Happy Friday!

Day 4 Prompt: “Write a story in 40 minutes. Spend 10 minutes brainstorming and starting the story, 20 minutes complicating your character’s life, and the final 10 minutes reviewing what you’ve written, making notes and writing an ending.”

StoryADay May – Day 3 – 100-Word Story [updated: Samara]

Hi writers! I hope you had fun with yesterday’s story formula. Mine led me, in “Mr. Bubble,” to describe the olfactory adventures of the talented Dr. Yi. I think it is safe to say that the story generator I used took me well outside of my comfort zone. It was fun!

On to today’s prompt:

Day 3 Prompt: Write a “drabble,” a story of only 100 words. Just a little splash of text on the page. This only gives you about 25 words to open, 10 words to wrap things up, and the rest to do all of the heavy lifting. Details must really pull their weight. Editing is your friend.

Wondering how on earth to do this? Me too. Julie at StoryADay recommends these examples. Good luck writers!

[UPDATE]

Here’s my drabble:

Samara

For eighteen years, until Botany 101, Samara did not know that her name was the word for the winged seed pods of maples—helicopters, whirlybirds, spinning jennies. Samara was adopted. Born in Boston, raised in a homogenous Midwestern suburb, she understood her name to be vaguely “ethnic,” had given it little thought. An hour in the library uncovered the following facts: (1) Ari Chaikin, published widely on seed dispersal and the biomechanics of plants, was an MIT professor; (2) eighteen years ago, Chaikin’s pregnant wife died tragically, (3) her baby miraculously survived; (3) in Hebrew, Samara means “protected by God.”

[Day 3: 100 words]