I started a personal challenge to write a story that is exactly 50 words! Thank you, Boy with a Hat. Not that he set up a formal challenge, but it was his idea. And his writing is worth checking out. So please click the link and find out what he’s up to. If you want to begin at my beginning, click here or search in the side panel with the words, “fifty word.”
This week I’m piggybacking on Lady Jabberwocky‘s prompt “Where We Lay Our Scene. “ Oooo, that’ll be different since I usually focus on character. This week’s character is Alene.
I thank my good friend, Diane, for suggesting I set up a formal Challenge. Almost everything she writes makes me smile. (Except when she makes me cry.) Check out her blog at “On the Border.”
A frigid mist damped Alene’s toque. Fists deep in pockets, she scuffed dead leaves stripped of vibrancy. November was a desolate month: her father left, grandpa passed, Mom drew inward.
Beneath a heavy sky, mewling insisted Alene investigate. A calico cried from the storm drain.
Snowflakes fell on Alene’s rescue.
Wednesdays are super-fun and challenging because paring down to exactly 50 words is really hard.
I never know what’s going to flow directly from my brain to my fingertips and onto the virtual page. Every week it’s a bit of a surprise. This week felt more like freeform poetry with lots of images.