DISCUSSION THREAD -- JANUARY 2023 -- 75 Word Writing Challenge

Congratulation Ashleyne.

I would also like to agree with Cat's about the excellent title of Victoria's story.
 
Congrats @Ashleyne on the win, and to everyone who participated! I love these 75 word challenge, and I'm always better off for having done it.

(And thank you to @Artoriarius and @Hugh for the unexpected votes... made my day!)

I've posted mine up in the Improving thread for feedback if anybody is so inclined.
 
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Damn, I thought I had more time to get my vote in. A thousand apologies - time just got away from me this month. I had started building a shortlist but was too busy prevaricating.
 
Oh, the shame!

Dan, Harebrain and I have just been recording the March episode of Chronscast and I learnt that I've missed poll for the 75 word challenge, even though I entered!

So, before any thanks for shortlistings and votes, I'd like to offer a huge apology and beg forgiveness!

Congratulations, @Ashleyne ! I have a good feeling about you choice for theme and genre for Feb :)

Many thanks for the shortlist for my sad salmon story, and to @Venusian Broon @Parson @Cat's Cradle and @Ursa major many many thanks for yer votes. It's bad enough to not vote, but to get four and not vote is shameful. :/

In Battlestar Galactica (2004 - ) there is an in-world poet called Ketaris (or Kataris?) which Starbuck quotes: 'From the darkness you must fall, failed and weak, to darkness all' which has stayed with me for years -- I use it as a motivation meme for the kids I teach. I wanted to use a version of this couplet to make the title and last line rhyme. And of course my obsession with entropy...
 
Congratulations @Ashleyne on the victory; it was the winner for me as soon as I read it.

Thanks for the mention from @THX1138 for keeping my story from pulling a double-zero this month.

Now that that's settled, maybe a few more of you can put something together for the 300. That thread is a little thin at the moment . . .
 
Congratulations @Ashleyne. Nicely done.

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My own story came about through the convergence of two things. I had the idea that I wanted to do a story of someone intending to do something for the last time, but could not. When I was thinking about this I realized that this is really pretty much my own story. I've fought my weight for my whole life. I did the Atkins Diet, twice. I also spent a summer running and eating mostly meat and salads. I joined Weight Watchers. I went for Hypno-therapy. And then I had a lap-band installed. I lost weight on every one of them. Usually around 40 pounds, and I always put the weight back on and then some. The lap band I had about 10 years ago was by far the most successful. In the end I lost about 90-120 pounds (depends on when you count I started because in preparation for the surgery you begin a diet.) I've gained about half of that back, proving that it too is no "easy" fix. In all of those attempts, I've tried more times than I could count to give up a certain food. I'd eat and say something like "That's the last cookie I'll ever eat." And of course, since I didn't die; it wasn't. I have all of the signs of being addicted to food. (so @Victoria Silverwolf had the story pegged right on.) But I was most happy when I remembered a part of Robert Heinlein's book "Between Planets" when the main character is treated to a fancy restaurant meal on Venus and finds that he's eating a baby moveover and feels like a cannibal. (I'd be interested in knowing if anyone caught that reference.)
 
Congratulations, Ashleyne! Commiserations to the nearly-theres!


Real life intervened so I had time to vote but nothing else on Saturday, so no shortlist from me for a change, and no thanks list, either. I think I've now "liked" everyone who mentioned or shortlisted my piece; apologies if I've missed anyone.


If anyone was confused by my story, the title comes directly from the medieval tapestries made around 1500 in the Low Countries called La Chasse à la licorne literally, the Hunt of the Unicorn, and the plot came from me recalling the myth that the beast can be captured by a virgin and mis-remembering the last image in the sequence and an earlier scene

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which I'd also managed to conflate with the other series of tapestries made at about the same time and place, La Dame à la licorne where the lady and the unicorn sit quietly together (and with a lion) and there's no violence used against the beast. (The earlier scenes in La Chasse actually involve a proper hunt with dogs and huntsmen with weapons, and the unicorn is killed.) I was trying to juxtapose the fantasy of capturing something pure and lovely of any kind against the messy reality.

 
Congratulations @Ashleyne. Nicely done.

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My own story came about through the convergence of two things. I had the idea that I wanted to do a story of someone intending to do something for the last time, but could not. When I was thinking about this I realized that this is really pretty much my own story. I've fought my weight for my whole life. I did the Atkins Diet, twice. I also spent a summer running and eating mostly meat and salads. I joined Weight Watchers. I went for Hypno-therapy. And then I had a lap-band installed. I lost weight on every one of them. Usually around 40 pounds, and I always put the weight back on and then some. The lap band I had about 10 years ago was by far the most successful. In the end I lost about 90-120 pounds (depends on when you count I started because in preparation for the surgery you begin a diet.) I've gained about half of that back, proving that it too is no "easy" fix. In all of those attempts, I've tried more times than I could count to give up a certain food. I'd eat and say something like "That's the last cookie I'll ever eat." And of course, since I didn't die; it wasn't. I have all of the signs of being addicted to food. (so @Victoria Silverwolf had the story pegged right on.) But I was most happy when I remembered a part of Robert Heinlein's book "Between Planets" when the main character is treated to a fancy restaurant meal on Venus and finds that he's eating a baby moveover and feels like a cannibal. (I'd be interested in knowing if anyone caught that reference.)

I was intrigued by your story Parson, but in the end I just didn't know what a baby moveover was.
 
On the off-chance that some readers didn't notice -- and as a footnote, so to speak -- my story of human ascendance (of the "uploaded into a computer" kind) was interlaced with a few mentions of shoe-related items (one of them "misspelt"): last, sole, cobblers, clogs and boots.
 

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