April 2015 -- 75-word Writing Challenge -- VICTORY TO CULHWCH!

Status
Not open for further replies.
The Parson’s Quest

I peek down story. The spaceship has not been discovered by either the Judge or the Goblin Princess. If I go back some pages than the treasure of Abendau is mine. Greed is out of character for a Parson, but I’m human. I slide down a page and disappear, again!

Curse you Dusty Zebra! Stop writing me out of this story. I only need to be a MacGuffin and your books will do really well.
 
You Complete Me


“Is it that time already?” the story began slowly, setting the clock.

“That’s the problem,” I stated. “Besides, it’s number 42.”

“Post 42,” claimed the story, “but story 41.”

“Must you always be right, in the middle of everything?”

“It’s an evil plot. Conflictingly, you haven’t mentioned Parson yet.”

“I wrote him out,” I told the story.

“I’m trying to make a point,” the story said climactically.

“I’ll help you,” I resolved, “until the end.”
 
Last edited:
Not at All Quiet on the Western Front



“Sir, I’ve read ahead. We’re going over the top soon.”

“Yes, sergeant.”

“One of us doesn’t make it.”

“Sad, but necessary. A Bildungsroman depicts the psychological growth of the young protagonist. That’s me. You are the grizzled mentor who dies saving my life.”

“Not any more, sir. I had a word with the author. Nice gent.”

“But... The last page. My boyhood home. I’m there.”

“My idea, sir. I suggested Mr James write ghost stories.”
 


Winning Comedy


Wondering where the jokes are? Just like the author, then, and he remembers typing them in.

Actually, I like a comedy… if it doesn’t feature the inept. This one’s protagonist is intelligent. Very.

You think I magicked the humour away? Really? Try thinking Holographic Universe, the one where I’m in the real world, and you’re fully immersed in the book.

Thumbs pricking now? Good.

Welcome to the sting in my tale. I’ve won.

 
GIVE MY REGARDS TO NED STARK



The Writer scowled at her creation. "You'll do as I say."

Dugelas struck a noble pose. "I'd be a fool to enter that cave. You can't force me."

"Very well." She began to type furiously.

Something cruelly sharp pierced his heart. "What's happening?

"An ambush by archers. I'm writing you out of the story."

Dugelas gasped. "You can't do this! Readers adore me."

"If it's good enough for Martin, it's good enough for me."

 
Status
Not open for further replies.

Similar threads


Back
Top