#012 Your 100 Word Story

Fridays shouldnā€™t be stressful but the kick-off to a great weekend! Because structure is important, writing your own 100 Word Story is back on Free Writing Fridays!

Whether itā€™s the start of an adventure with a cliffhanger or a poem needing to be told, you can still just write whatever you desire.

GUIDE

  • Most Important: Word length is exactly 100 words. I recommend using Google Docs as a scratch pad and go to Tools ā†’ Word Count and check the ā€œDisplay word count while typingā€

  • Genre? Totally up to you. Share a mystery. Give us thrills, chills, and suspense. Or make us shed a tear.

  • Fiction or non-fiction applies here. This is your blank canvas.

  • Copy/paste your story in the comments section for others to read. If you post it in your own Substack (highly recommended and encouraged) just share the link in the comments.

  • A Note on Notes | If you use Substack Notes, click the šŸ”„ ā€œRestack with a Noteā€ and copy/paste your story as a Note.

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  1. Feasts and Fables

    Finally, he said it out loud. What heā€™d always held back. It had been in his heart, on the tip of his tongue once, but never spoken. Until now. It spilled out, moist on his cheeks. Words fighting their way past sobbing tear-stained emotions, pent up for a lifetime. The dam broke, feelings no longer held back, conventions breached, honesty flooding out. Is it too late? Lads donā€™t say these things to lads, do they? Not where they came from. But now, at his graveside. Itā€™s never too late. The words catch in his tightened chest. I bloody love you.

    • Debs Stott

      If only he’d said that before! šŸ˜¢

      • Feasts and Fables

        That’s so much what I was hoping to convey, Debs

      • Feasts and Fables

        That is so kind, thank you. Like a lot of my writing it was there before I knew where it was coming from or where it was heading. That’s a lovely encouragement to write more.

        • Reena Kapoor

          Yes most of our stories have their own mind and journey, donā€™t they. Itā€™s almost like weā€™re just the conduit.

          • Feasts and Fables

            This Stephen King quote covers it quite well:
            “I often have an idea of what the outcome may be, but I have never demanded of a set of characters that they do things my way. On the contrary, I want them to do things their way. In some instances, the outcome is what I visualized. In most, however, itā€™s something I never expected. For a suspense novelist, this is a great thing. I am, after all, not just the novelā€™s creator but its first reader.”

          • Reena Kapoor

            I think I read it in his book on writing. Heā€™s the master! Thanks for sharing.

          • Feasts and Fables

            That’s exactly where it is from. I loaned my copy out and it is not long back. Time for a re-read!

          • Reena Kapoor

            šŸ˜€

    • Feasts and Fables

      Gently reflective. Lovely

  2. Eden Barks

    Inspired by Erica to write my first 100-word (sadly true) story.

    https://diariesofadoc.substack.com/p/no-more-carrots-for-me

    A week before med school finals, I sliced off my fingertip
    The knife missed the frozen carrot in a split second blip

    Kitchen towels did not suffice, nor did medical gauze
    Nothing in our student flat could stem the blood loss

    Called a plastic surgeon friend, hailed a cab to his house
    Waved to his baby with my hand wrapped in a blouse

    Compression dressing went on, the bleeding finally ceased
    Waited ten days to remove it, celebrated with a feast

    At the dining table with my finger stump finally free
    I decided – never again, no more carrots for me

    • Feasts and Fables

      Ouch and fabulous … what a great way to start your 100-word adventures!

  3. Michael P. Marpaung

    Title: “The End of the World”

    For Adam, it all happened so quickly. A blinding flash of light, a shaking of the earth; and before he knew it, he was in the rubbles of his apartment.

    After climbing out of the wreckage of his old home, he saw the ruins of his entire town. It was the end of the world.

    For the next few days, he searched for survivors but couldnā€™t find any. All he found were corpses, if not outright skeletons.

    Adam sighed, tears in his eyes. It may be the end of the world, but it was not the end of his world.

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