Author: Erica Drayton Writes

  • Free Writing Fridays #029

    Your 100 Word Story

    A BLACK FRIDAY + 2023 OPPORTUNITY

    Starting today through the end of the year, I’m giving EVERYONE who participates in these Free Writing Friday challenges THREE comp months in 2024. That gets you access to 14 episodes of Sleight of Hand and the entire 100 Word Stories archive.

    But wait, there’s more! If I select your story as my favorite, you’ll get ONE FULL YEAR comped! That means you get to read the entire serial from beginning to end for FREE!

    I’m giving away 6 FULL YEAR comps and an unlimited number of 3 month comps starting today to December 29th!

    Time to flex your writing skills and share your best 50 words to add to mine! Clock is ticking on the first weekend giveaway that ends at 10pm EST on Sunday, November 26th.


    IMAGE PROMPT

    A 100 WORD STORY COLLABORATION

    [MY 50 WORDS]

    ā€œAre you sure this is the way? We’re, quite literally, in the middle of nowhere,ā€ she said, gripping the steering wheel of their camper van.

    ā€œWould you say we’ve reached the end of the world?ā€

    ā€œYou’d have to be blind not to think so!ā€

    He smiled. ā€œWe’re almost there then.ā€

    Write your 50 words to follow mine, then copy/paste them into the comments. Be sure to put ā€œ[My 50 Words]ā€ first so I know it’s an official entry.

    REMINDER: You don’t have to write your story just on Fridays! Take this sentiment and free write all weekend long!

    NEW ADDITION TO FREE WRITING FRIDAYS

    You may not know this, but for 15 weeks, I’ve done 100 Word Story Collaborations with some truly amazing Substack writers. For November and December I want to collaborate with you! That’s right! If you’re up for the challenge, read on, but if you just want to continue as you have been, doing your own free writing, the IMAGE PROMPT is below for your writing pleasure

    A 100 WORD STORY COLLABORATION

    • I write 50 words. You write an additional 50 words.

    • My 50 must start. Your 50 must follow.

    • You have all weekend long to copy/paste your 50 words into the COMMENTS section of this post.

    • My 50 words will always use the IMAGE PROMPT as inspiration.

    • I will select my favorite 50 word addition to my story and share it in the following ways:

      • Substack Notes (you will get tagged as well)

      • Upcoming First Edition email on December 1st and January 1st (respectively)

    If you are up for this challenge scroll to my 50 words BENEATH the IMAGE PROMPT! Good luck!


    Let’s get this weekend write-life started! From this Friday forward, I’ll include an image prompt and a few words to get your brain percolating towards a story. But only if you need it! Write whatever sparks joy for you.

    Here’s how:

    • Exactly 100 words. Not 99 or 101. The Word Count Police are tracking!

    • Genre? Writer’s choice! So long as you give us all the thrills and the feels.

    • To Fic or to Non-Fic? You decide. What matters most is that you’re satisfied with the output.

    • Copy/paste your words in the comments, then share on your own Substack, and maybe, share to social media!

    • A Note on Substack Notes | Click the šŸ”„ ā€œRestack with a Noteā€ and copy/paste your story for added reach and growth.

  • Ribs | A 100 Word Story

    #207 Happy Thanksgiving

    The table was immaculately set for twelve. Mother. Father. Two boys. Two girls. They each brought a plus one with them to celebrate and give thanks for family and tradition.

    Adorned on one wall were the family trophies. Pictures of their past plus one’s, and a rib bone underneath. Their guests, bound and gagged, eyed each other with fear in their eyes.

    The patriarch stood and clinked his glass with a fork. ā€œI cannot tell you how proud I am to see my children making the acquaintance of such fine people. Welcome to the family. For tonight only, of course.ā€

    HAPPY THANKSGIVING! FROM MY FAMILY TO YOURS!

  • Crag | A 100 Word Story

    #206 The Crow’s Nest

    High atop the crow’s nest a boy sleeps. It had been a fortnight since anyone had a full night’s sleep. Having just avoided enemy ships, no one aboard the ship could sleep. Least of all, Captain Crag.Ā 

    Of all the men aboard the Lost Maiden, the captain never slept. His eyes were black from sleepless nights. Whenever he closed his eyes for a short period of time, the sound of his men screaming and sight of the ocean awash with blood woke him.

    He sees the boy asleep and smiles to himself. Let him sleep. Leave tomorrow for the dead.

    In keeping with the theme for the rest of November, check out the publication whose name I used for the story you just read. And if you like their writing, give them a Subscribe to let them know!

    Special thanks to for being a part of the Substack Fiction Community and now a part of my 100 Word Story journey.

  • My Final Plea to Fiction Writers on Substack

    Because I’ve got my own work to do.

    Full disclosure: This was not what I planned on writing and sharing this week. In fact, I have a post dedicated to creating a public domain serial on Substack which I now don’t know when I’ll be able to share it. Oh well. Here I am at 615am on the Sunday prior, writing this instead…

    I’m angry. I’m more than angry actually, I’m disappointed. For the better part of this year I’ve spent (wasted?) countless posts trying to point out ways for fiction writers on Substack to improve. To get better. And by doing so, bring in more readers, not confuse the hell out of them!

    Substack can only do so much to help us. At some point we have to help ourselves. What’s that cliche saying about a horse and water?

    Suffice it to say I’m tired and in 2024 I’m choosing fiction. This means I can’t help you anymore. At this point I am left to (try and) lead by example instead. My work in this department must come to an end and I truly hope you figure it out.

    Maybe I’ve been too vague with my frustrations? Maybe I’m expecting too much of you? Of myself? How hard is it to do better with organization and navigation of our work on Substack? Does it really require moving the proverbial mountain? Having an About page, a welcoming email with usable and understandable information, being consistent, proper labels. These are all things I take for granted that everyone will do, and when I don’t see it done ā€œen masseā€ it kills me straight to my core and I can’t do it anymore.

    You could say it’s a self inflicted wound. After all, no one asked me to create ā€œthe listā€ and devote countless hours of my life poring through hundreds of Substacks, figure out how to fix them and help in the best way I can. I put that on my own shoulders. That’s definitely a ā€œmeā€ problem and I realize that. I’m working to heal (fix? adjust? change?) that about myself. The desire to do more than just see the problem but want to diagnose and help on a regular (weekly) basis has sadly run its course.

    But fear not! As often as you choose to ignore my pleas to do better, there are countless other Substack fiction writers whose advice you seem to resonate with and even follow much more readily. And I have no doubt that these heroes will continue to urge you to do better long after I’ve called it quits. To mention but a few, there’s , , , .

    If you aren’t already, I suggest you follow them both in their public teachings and in their example. You won’t find a better crew to lead you through the fray of fiction unscathed than them.

    So, here is my final plea to fiction writers on Substack everywhere (for what it’s worth):

    • No one believes in you and your ability to be the best storyteller you can be than me. I see that potential in each and every one of you. I’ve spent time in your Substacks so I know the truth even if you don’t. Believe in yourself more than I do and the difference will show.

    • Fix your damn Substacks already! I say this with much love, truly. But if you’ve still not personalized your About page or Welcome email you cannot complain about lack of growth or reach.

    • Find a way to be consistent. Even if that consistency is just once a month. It’s better than nothing. And it’s heaps better than inconsistency, which is the most seen killer of Substacks that could’ve been great.

    • Organize your Substack! The tools are there and the explanations for how to use those tools are immeasurable! Use them to your advantage and stop being lazy about it!

    • Lean on each other for support. Sometimes we are all we’ve got. Ask for help and stop waiting for the day when someone else will ask (or answer) that burning question you thought was too dumb to ask. Be brave! Ask the damn question!

    • If you have a serial, for pity sake, make it easier to navigate. Don’t do silly things like hiding your table of contents post or your ā€œSTART HEREā€ Chapter/Episode One post where only a keen eye and super patient person can find it! I never want to stumble upon a post like this ever again. Understood? I am about to dip my toes into that murky water and I can’t begin to tell you how many bad examples I’ve come across to help me know what NOT to do. I’m hoping to be a part of the solution and not add to the problem. It might take work to make up for where the Substack tools are clearly lacking (and perhaps not yet suited for serials), but it can still be done. So do it!

    • Take care of yourself. This journey is by no means an easy one. Otherwise everyone would be doing it! This is not worth stressing out over, losing sleep over, or self-doubting over. We do it because it’s fun (however challenging it can also be).

    • Don’t forget the fun. Always have fun.

    If this sounds like some ā€œlast goodbyeā€ it isn’t. I will still be around. But you will notice a drastic decrease in my weekly Wednesday Editorials. I’m scaling them back to just once a month. Which means I’ll have less time devoted to guiding you.

    I knew this day would come. When I’d need to practice what I preach. When I’d need to write more fiction and stop using my desire to help others as a crutch and excuse for why I don’t have time to write as much fiction.

    I’m afraid I must leave you now for my storytelling. If you didn’t already know, I’m writing a serial in 2024. It will take most of the year to release. I’m also continuing my 100 words daily journey. But I’m also going to do more to help you, the fiction community, to write more fiction alongside me. So, while I may not be pounding you with guides and how to’s I’ll be around more than ever with prompts and contests and things like that to motivate and inspire you to stretch your imaginations! I hope you’ll join me.

    And lastly, in 2024, I’ll be returning to self-publishing. A land I left behind a while ago, thinking I would never look back. I’ve got four books planned in 2024. Three of them will be available for purchase online. Look for my 100 Word Stories (Collections I & II) as well as my first serial (Sleight of Hand) as a novel.

    Paid subscribers will receive hardcovers of all three books I just mentioned plus one more. I’m not here to promote myself so I’m not going to say more about that. I just wanted to briefly mention what I’ll be busy doing behind the scenes with my fiction.

    ONE MORE THING…

    I will still be watching. I will still update the list. I will still be cheering all of you on in my own way. Helping is my nature. I can’t simply flip a switch and turn it off. So, don’t be surprised if you receive a wall of text from me every now and then on your Notes or a comment on your latest post. And don’t be a stranger either!

    You’ll find me deep in the recesses of the land of fiction. Where everything is possible if I just imagine it, write it down, and put it out into the world for others to read.

  • Tatters | A 100 Word Story

    #205 Story Scraps

    The strings played a melodic tune, following the conductor’s stick in time to the music in front of her. It was a piece that took her entire life and the souls of her past lives to finish.Ā 

    Each page delicately woven and held together for this moment. A first and final performance all at once was nearly too much for her disheveled hair and strained arms to bear. But she never wavered from conducting the orchestra.

    Now come the pianos, soft and slow. A marriage created over centuries of time and memory. The last page. A tattered and yellowing cadence.

    In keeping with the theme for the rest of November, check out the publication whose name I used for the story you just read. And if you like their writing, give them a Subscribe to let them know!

    Special thanks to for being a part of the Substack Fiction Community and now a part of my 100 Word Story journey.

  • Shop | A 100 Word Story

    #204 Cobwebs and Candles

    I inherited her shop in the will. The familiar bell over the door brought me back to my childhood when I’d spend my weekends here, watching as my aunt did readings in the back room. A place I was never allowed to enter.

    As her only living relative, I wasn’t surprised she left her shop to me. The register, covered in cobwebs. It had been nearly a decade since it was last opened.

    I went to the back room first and found her private office. On her desk, the Life candle, its flame still flickering.

    ā€œI’ve been waiting for youā€¦ā€

    In keeping with the theme for the rest of November, check out the publication whose name I used for the story you just read. And if you like their writing, give them a Subscribe to let them know!

    Special thanks to for being a part of the Substack Fiction Community and now a part of my 100 Word Story journey.

  • Lenny | A 100 Word Story

    #203 Plotted Out

    ā€œFirst, we need to cause a diversionā€”ā€

    ā€œA diversion? Why?ā€ Lenny asked, looking over the floor plan with everyone else.

    ā€œFor once in your life, Lenny, shut up and listen. The diversion buys us time to get to the roof. From the roof, Kris will set up her rigging so you, me, and Ty can climb down and in through the window. I hear they leave the window open for ventilation. Once inside, Ty will begin to pick the lock on the safeā€”ā€

    Lenny tossed a key and paper with numbers onto the map. ā€œOr we can just use these.ā€

    In keeping with the theme for the rest of November, check out the publication whose name I used for the story you just read. And if you like their writing, give them a Subscribe to let them know!

    Special thanks to for being a part of the Substack Fiction Community and now a part of my 100 Word Story journey.

  • The Hotel | A 100 Word Story

    #202 Parhelia

    ā€œHotel Parhelia? The stories I could tell you about that place.ā€ He stamped out his cigarette after only taking two puffs. His beard was rough and ready, hair disheveled, and clothes unkempt. I pulled out my tape recorder but he put his hand up to stop me. ā€œI won’t say another word if you plan on using that.ā€ I put it away.

    He pulled out another cigarette and lit it. ā€œThey deal in the utmost discretion.ā€ Eye roll. ā€œ Just ask for the ā€œdeluxeā€ package. Believe me, you’ll live to regret it. That place… couples go in… they come out differentā€¦ā€

    In keeping with the theme for the rest of November, check out the publication whose name I used for the story you just read. And if you like their writing, give them a Subscribe to let them know!

    Special thanks to for being a part of the Substack Fiction Community and now a part of my 100 Word Story journey.

  • THE ULTIMATE COMPUTER | S.2.E.24

    Original air date: March 8, 1968

    SYNOPSIS

    Kirk and a sub-skeleton crew are ordered to test out an advanced artificially intelligent control system – the M-5 Multitronic system, which could potentially render them all redundant.

    CANON CONTEXT

    In 2011, this episode was noted by Forbes as one of the top ten episodes of the franchise that explores the implications of advanced technology, in particular the danger of A.I. In 2016, SyFy ranked guest star William Marshall’s performance as Dr. Daystrom as the 14th best guest star on the original series.

    The original draft was given to Ray Bradbury by mathematician and Star Trek fan Laurence Wolfe to give to Gene Roddenberry.

    RECAP

    This was a really good one. And I’m not sure if that’s because so much time has passed in between the early days where I was watching one episode per day. Or because this episode was clearly absent the stereotypical femme fatale. But there was something almost eerie about this one. Basically, a super computer ā€œM5ā€ has been built to basically take over an entire starship so that a captain and even a crew would no longer be needed to carry out dangerous missions. Think of how many countless lives would be saved?

    Let me back up to the beginning. The Enterprise is called to a starbase where they are instructed to allow M5 and its creator on board in order to do some on the job training.

    Wesley assures them that this is the future and Captain Kirk has the high honor of testing this machine out. It will undergo some fake battles out in the wild and all Kirk will have is a crew of just over a dozen on board. If something should go wrong it would make it near impossible for such a small number of crew to handle the Enterprise, but what could possibly go wrong if a machine is given control?

    M-5s creator, Dr. Richard Daystrom, is prepared to bet his life that his creation is the best and can easily make decisions as well as protect itself against all dangers faster than any human can. And it does so, almost too well.

    The unthinkable happens when it starts to kill people that get in its way. Starting with a poor crewman who was the victim of its laser beam. RIP crewman!

    The way Kirk is able to ā€œreasonā€ with M-5 is by helping it to realize if it has a directive that to kill is punishable by death then it must die. This gives Kirk and the crew just enough time to regain control of the ship and destroy M-5 for good.

    What struck me about this one is how closely it can relate to what is happening today with AI. How often we see the advancement of technology controlling our day-to-day devices. To what end?

    And what about M-1 through M-4 that Bones aptly asked about. There were ā€œcomplicationsā€ with those models that is not really explained and just glossed over. Either way, it’s a comfort to know that even as advanced as the future might be, they still come with their own challenges.

    I leave you with a smiling crew at the end of a long day. As often as we get the usual femme fatale or dead crewman, we also get these moments at the end where Kirk, Spock, and Bones engage in casual conversation.

    DID THEY REALLY SAY THAT?

    Wesley: [after M-5’s first successful battle drill] Our compliments to the M-5 unit. And regards to Captain Dunsel. Wesley out.

    Dr. McCoy: “Dunsel”? Who the blazes is Captain Dunsel? What does it mean, Jim?

    [Kirk slowly leaves the bridge without another word or looking anyone in the eye]

    Dr. McCoy: Spock. What does it mean?

    Mr. Spock: ‘Dunsel’, Doctor, is a term used by midshipmen at Starfleet Academy. It refers to a part which serves no useful purpose.

  • Climb | A 100 Word Story

    #201 A Hill and I

    Her breath was labored as she climbed. She knew it would take all morning and part of the afternoon but her constant breaks meant the sun would set and she had not reached the peak just yet.

    It was an annual climb for them. Together they shared things only a mother and daughter would. No matter the weather. No matter how busy they were. They made time for this climb.

    This was different. She had to make this climb alone. No one there to talk to. But she reached the top for her daughter, releasing her ashes to the wind.

    In keeping with the theme for the rest of November, check out the publication whose name I used for the story you just read. And if you like their writing, give them a Subscribe to let them know!

    Special thanks to for being a part of the Substack Fiction Community and now a part of my 100 Word Story journey.