After Dinner is Monday morning’s offering for the Fiction in 50 (words) for this week. I usually do these a little earlier, to make sure I put them on the BookShelf Gargoyle’s page as soon as he puts it up – but then again, maybe it’s better this way. You can join in – make your own 50 word story to the prompt of the month.
Someone asked me how I go about writing a story that consists of just fifty words. In a way, just like I do anything else. There needs to be some sort of inspiration. Then there has to be something of an introduction, the action, and a twist, which usually doubles as ‘the end’.
So I write it down in as many words as it takes, and start editing – paring down every unnecessary phrase, reconsidering phrases, trying to get descriptions into two adjectives at most. Create the picture – then miniaturise it.
In some ways, it’s a haiku with different rules.
The meat was tender; the potatoes mashed. The broad beans, properly cooked and chewed, to prevent wind. The strawberry meringue may have been light as air, but not full of it.
Being force-fed was another matter.
She tightened his bonds, and stuffed another roll into his mouth.
© J M Pett 2017
4 thoughts on “#Fi50 | After Dinner – a fifty word story”
This makes me laugh. I must be in some sort of weird sadistic mood. Love that we both went for the darker angle this month!
Great minds… or something!
The twist at the end of 50 or 100 word fiction is what makes it so fun and delivers a satisfying ending.
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