Improving our 75 Word Stories -- READ FIRST POST

TDZ -- I think it might have worked better if it had been a charmed necklace, as that's less flippant** and we're more likely to accept jewellery as magical. And instead of his head on a pike, which tripped me up as it's very much a traitor's death, if perhaps the hangman got the drop wrong and the lover's head was torn off that would have been more fitting and just as gruesome.

springs -- I think I understood it. The narrator and Dex have both been dumped by this woman and they're out for revenge. I had a number of problems with the piece, though.

Firstly, I didn't see the cyberpunk element in it at all. You call them mutants, but you don't show anything of their mutation, which could simply have been genetic, after all, which to me isn't cyberish enough (though that might be my own very narrow understanding of it). There's certainly no atmosphere of dystopia, or drugginess that I associate with the genre.

The theme of change was a bit weak, too, for me -- presumably you mean as mutants they are changed, but from what to what? And although you speak of changing her mind, I don't see that happening if she dumped them as they were "fake" as they're not getting any less mutant, surely? And how are they proving real "love" in finding and killing her? It just didn't make sense as I saw it (though I appreciate I may have got the wrong end of the stick).

Also, nothing actually happens -- they're just looking at at computer, but there's no action or dialogue that moves the story on. They've been searching a year, but there's no sense of time lost, or what they've done in that time, and lo! there they have her, but there's no reason why they've got her today, as opposed to yesterday -- no new de-cryption device, no new arrivals to scan, no new stoolies they've burned for information.

And for me in the 75 worders, every word has to count, but you've told us things which I can't see as relevant eg Dex stretching and "long legs crossed at the ankle" -- that's fine for a novel but what's it doing here? I realise you may be trying to show something of his mutation, but there's nothing to suggest abnormality.

The voice itself is fine, if that was worrying you. As part of a larger piece in which things happened it would have fitted really well. It's just everything else is missing to my mind. Sorry.



** I was interested to see both Parson and Teresa use "flip" which I'm assuming means the same as flippant -- this was a word my mother used but I'd not heard anywhere else. I've always assumed it was some Kentish aberration, but as a young woman she had a very good friend who was American, so perhaps that's where she got it from!
 
That's useful, TJ, thanks. I think i was trying to imply too much and not making the themes evident. The long legs was to show the other mutant admiring him and giving the nature of the change. Ie the mutants are now together. The dystopian was meant to be around the stalkerish element of it, that your bio data could be out there for someone to track, that even if you were careful enough to hide for a year you could still be found by a pair of blokes who hate you and walk around with knives in their boots. And the menace was what would happen, not what had. All of which, as you say, needed to be pulled out a lot more leanly.

At least the voice was okay, that was worrying me a little. :)
 
Ah, no -- I didn't get the two mutants as lovers aspect at all. I think that definitely needed to be more explicit, then, if it was the embodiment of the theme. But just as an aside, I actually thought the narrator was female. That may simply be that because both of us are women, the "I" translates in my mind as female, but I do wonder if there's something in the writing that isn't immediately masculine. Dunno. It'd be interesting to see if I'm the only one to see him as a woman, though.
 
Yes, I thought the narrator was female as well -- but it may be for the same reason as TJ. :D
 
Um, yes, sorry... Next time i should, perhaps, mention the sex. :eek: oops.

Well, it's certainly never hurt Mouse.... :D

But it can be difficult to work in the gender of a first-person narrator -- particularly in 75 words! I wouldn't worry about it -- I don't think it mattered, did it? I understood the bit about the lady having loved them both, despite thinking they were one of each.
 
Springs

I guess the things that didn't work in the story for me were the lack of action (This sounded like too villains sharpening their knives and steeling their nerve while they were planning a murder.) and confusion. I saw the two as computer generated personalities (I did hear the narrator as male.) and wondered how they were going to use a gun in the real world.

Also on a personal level I tend to like stories that are less dark than this one seemed to be.

But never let this stop you. You write good stuff and I enjoy almost all of it.

Judge: Flip is indeed shorthand for flippant. It might be an Americanism. I never thought about that before. (I have Dutch ancestors. I'm only 2 generations removed from the Netherlands so some Dutch colors my language from time to time. I wanted to say that it almost seemed "sputten?" Dutch for sacrilegious since the O Henry story carries a near religious tone for me. I've even mentioned it in a sermon a time or two.)
 
Springs

I guess the things that didn't work in the story for me were the lack of action (This sounded like too villains sharpening their knives and steeling their nerve while they were planning a murder.) and confusion. I saw the two as computer generated personalities (I did hear the narrator as male.) and wondered how they were going to use a gun in the real world.

Also on a personal level I tend to like stories that are less dark than this one seemed to be.

But never let this stop you. You write good stuff and I enjoy almost all of it.


Thanks, Parson; so a bit more of a fuller story needed and some stronger description of who/what/where seems to be the theme. :) Someone else mentioned to me that it had been a bit dark for them. And thanks for your kind words.
 
That was me! (unless it was someone else too). I liked the story but it freaked me out horribly. I read both the mutants as male but I didn't get the sexual frisson between them.

We say "flip" -- I think it comes from my mum, who's from the wild and hairy highlands. I just checked with Hexman, though, who's also from up that way, and he's never heard of it.

ps: TDZ -- now is the time for me to confess I didn't understand your story. I'll go and read the story and light will dawn.
 
Well, it's not the first time I've written a story that only I understood and/or liked, and I'm sure it won't be the last! :D

Yes, I know "flip" as well, and while it's something I usually am, I didn't even mean to for that story. It must have been the bow ties doing it to me ... but bow ties are cool.
 
Oddly enough, Wiktionary says this:
Adjective

flip (comparative flipper, superlative flippest)

1. (UK, informal) Having the quality of playfulness, or lacking seriousness of purpose. I hate to be flip, but perhaps we could steal a Christmas tree.

2. sarcastic
 
Hey, thought I may resurrect this with a piece from a while ago (November!) which didn't do so well...have been going through my older writing trying to come up with new ideas for an application and thought it would be nice to see where it went wrong so that I can try to avoid the same mistakes...no worries if it is too long ago to remember!

Phoenix

The dragon was breathing fire.

It wasn’t supposed to be, but one of the peasants had dropped a torch, and now the months of toil spent building the wretched thing were wasted. It was burning prettily though, all firey greens, purples and reds; thoughts of the Bailiff’s anger dousing any joy found within the flames licking up around the burning workers.

The dragon was dying. Turning into the most beautiful of creatures in its death.
 
Phoenix

The dragon was breathing fire.
good opening a swooping dragon flaming out of the darkness
It wasn’t supposed to be, but one of the peasants had dropped a torch,
oh, ok so my minds eye changes it from a dragon of flesh and bone to one of grass and wood. a hollow work of art, maybe for a festival or ritual to celebrate their demise or some thing. Only now its burning from the inside out, perhaps early, before the festival can begin, or before the dramatic moment when it was supposed to.
and now the months of toil spent building the wretched thing were wasted.
wretched? wasted? Ok i can see the waste if it wasn't supposed to catch fire. It must have been a monument to a hated ruler. So maybe the torch dropping wast an accident?
It was burning prettily though, all firey greens, purples and reds;
I dont know any grasses that burn in those colors. Maybe I've been reading this wrong.
thoughts of the Bailiff’s anger dousing any joy
joy? I thought it was wretched?
found within the flames licking up around the burning workers.

oh damn! people are dieing in there? so what the hell is with the joy? and why isnt anyone doing anything? are they a sacrifice?
The dragon was dying.
people are dieing
Turning into the most beautiful of creatures in its death.
So it was a sacrifice? to make a Phoenix?
How does that help the hated leader who had it built in the first place? Does he capture it or something?






A glimpse into my head as I read it. I felt that I missed a lot of vital information, usually I can fill in blanks pretty well, sometimes not. I chocked this up to a "not" and was satisfied to enjoy the imagery of a dragon built of grass burning in the middle of a wheat field turning into a phoenix and flying off into the sunset, over a forest.
 
Kylara, I just couldn't pick up the thread of this. I had the dragon as real from the beginning and the dropped torch igniting his breath. I couldn't discern why he was dying so I wrote the story off as one that was beyond my simple straight forward thinking. After reading Hope's response the story makes more sense, but I don't vote for stories I don't understand and I was dense on this one.
 
For me the story started strongly ("The dragon was breathing fire") if not especially surprisingly -- dragons are meant to breathe fire, right?

Then, I'm afraid, the story went a bit flat. It's not a real dragon, it's a model one. Meh.

I must admit, I didn't notice the burning workers, and when I did, I wondered if you actually meant the workers were on fire.

The last line didn't really work for me, either. I'm not invested in the dragon. And it's not turning into a beautiful creature (is it?), it's just wicker burning. The line was a bit much -- though rhythm-wise it was a neat last line.

I quite liked the twist -- that the dragon wasn't real, it was set alight by an accidental torch rather than actually breathing fire. But in a story of 75 words it'd be hard to tell that story without it feeling like an anticlimax, and it might be worth keeping the twist for the end of the story rather than the second line.

There was nothing wrong with it and I understood what was happening, but the impact (especially the last line) meant it wasn't one of my favourites. I suspect this is a difference in taste rather than a skill-in-writing thing.

Hope that helps.
 
I couldn't pick much of a story out of it -- it was more of a snippet of something happening. I could tell that there was a story around it, but it wasn't clear what that might be.

It's a dragon ... it's a model dragon, accidentally lit on fire ... the guy who ordered it built is going to be mad, understandably ... it's turning into a pretty fire (I think this is the most beautiful of creatures reference) ... but there are people (inside? outside?) dying, burning up, so the fire isn't really so beautiful after all.

I think it was just difficult to convey the story in 75 words. I have a lot of those, myself. :)
 
Thanks guys your comments have been really helpful. Too much story in too little words really I think...hard for me to see when I have the rest of it floating in my head! Hah TDZ you should've seen some of my fairytale ones utterly unintelligible unless you knew the obscure story I was referencing!
So need to make sure I put more of a whole story in that makes more sense...

It was supposed to be a dragony statue being built by downtrodden/indentured workers (who couldn't care less and didn't want to be working) and one of them dropped a torch, causing the whole thing to catch fire (hence why the dragon looked like it was breathing fire) and everyone inside was burning, but they felt this was better than living like they were, being forced to do what they were told making pointless giant statue thingies of dragons...the whole pheonix thing was supposed to be a reference to the dragon burning up and all the workers theoretically being turned to ash and then maybe living on depending on what they believed, and also referring to the fact that they'd probably just get more workers to build a totally new dragon in the same place, and they would keep on doing that until one stayed up...haha on second thoughts, that was rather a lot to try to condense into 75 words!
 
Can I post two for thoughts? I've gone back through all of the challenges I've participated in, counting votes and mentions, and these are the two I think I could have done better with (well, not a whole truth - my December 2010 entry was a bad decision as it was only understood by a handful, but I've learnt my lesson there).

The first story got one vote to seven mentions, and the second got one vote to six mentions - they top my list of low votes to mention counts, and I wonder what might have let them down (I have a thought, but I don't want to believe it - it will be interesting to see if anyone voices it).

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June 2010 - "Transformation":

No-one Knows...

Google’s introduction of Virtual Reality browsing changed the world. It opened the doors to the Internet for anyone – the rich, the poor, even the people on the moon! Everyone.

He liked to spend his time chasing hackers through the pipes at the heart of the digital world. Cornered, like mice, they always bowed down when he displayed his awesome…

A rattling… someone calling his name… the smell of meat…

Log off, shut down.

“Mrow”.

My inspiration behind this was the quote: "On the internet, no-one knows you're a cat". So obviously, the main character is a cat who stalks the virtual reality of the internet... until he transforms back into a cat when he smells food.

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August 2010 - "Time":

Monotony Affects Even the Strong

Enough was enough. For as long as she could remember she had been running; chasing things. Some had tried to kill her, others to capture her for their own. A few had even tried to sell her!

Every now and then she’d catch one up and pass it by, but the pleasure she got from it ran out long ago – it was tedious now.

She’d show them!

Without warning, she stopped. Around her, things broke.

Apparently this was my second choice for the competition (can't remember my first), and it quite simply follows Time as a character as she evades people who want to "kill time", wish they had "more time", or want to "give time". Every now and then, she passes someone as their time runs out, but she gets bored and decides to stop, thus breaking everything that relies on time, and everything that relies on these things.

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I realise that both are quite old, but I don't think my style for the 75 word challenge has really changed, as I've only entered a handful over the years.

Neither are my most original takes on themes, but I thought they had both turned out well. Comments on anything and everything are much appreciated.

Thanks!
 
I think the first piece works quite well. I don't see any particular problem with it, except that some folks might consider it a bit on the "cute" side, if they are expecting something more serious. That's strictly a matter of taste.

The second piece strikes me as very mysterious and surreal. I would not understand that that character is supposed to be Time without your explanation. It may be a matter of being too subtle for some readers. (On the other hand, you probably don't want to make it obvious and say "For as long as Time could remember She had been running; chasing things.")
 
I like them both. The narrative voice is soft in my mind. Not sure I'm describing it well. Like hearing a story from the other room and wanting to go there to hear it better, then realizing its over and it would be awkward to go and ask for a retelling, so I dont.
There is a depth to the plot lines that requires attention to detail, some thing I usually like in anything I read, but cant always take advantage of. I followed these reasonably well and what I got out of them matched up with what you were after. I might have thought it was a computer turning into a cat if I read it when I was tired or in a hurry. But there was no mistaking Time when she shut down. Really like that you made time female, so often it's personified as an old man. Nice new take on that.
 

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