Posts Categorized: Writing

Failed Goal

So, I’m starting work on a new writing project. A novel. Crazy, I know. I’ve been sketching things out and have written some small pieces to fit into the overall frame. My goal this morning was to wake up at 5:30 a.m. and do some writing. The alarm went off (two of them in separate rooms), and I get up and set them for later. They go off again, and I repeat the action. Finally, I wake up at ten till seven, a little frustrated and mad. MWF I get up at 5:30 to go jogging, so it shouldn’t be so difficult. Next time, I guess.

In Reference to Your Recent Communications by Tessa Brown

Just read this short fiction piece, and really enjoyed it. What I like about flash fiction is that it’s almost like a puzzle and messes with the reader’s perceptions. This piece is about a breakup and the narrator is responding to the voice-mails her (ex)boyfriend has left on her phone.
At first, the reader is against him, just sort of naturally siding with the narrator because she seems like the victim; and because what she says seems so rational and sane, though anyone who actually sat down and wrote to this degree of detail wouldn’t be sane. That’s the first give away, but, I for one, was willing to overlook that.
As the five to six page story develops, we realize things are not as they seem, and the soon to be ex-boyfriend is really the victim. More and more comes out about the narrator and our perception changes.
Overall, this was an incredibly funny piece of writing. Things are twisted and the boundary between believable and over-the-top is flirted with.

Getting Back Into Writing

Recently, I signed up for a fiction workshop on writing flash fiction. So far, it’s been interesting and getting me thinking about writing as well as writing often. Over the past few years this has been missing from my life as I pursued another masters degree (something that I can be gainfully employed with) and have been a little transient and caught up in life. In some ways, that all feels like an excuse.
You can always find an excuse not to write. The dishes need washing, you haven’t seen a friend in a while, you’re tired. Writing shouldn’t feel like a chore. Writing shouldn’t be something you worry about and feel guilt over. If writing is a part of your life, it needs to be embraced and followed. Do you feel guilty for breathing, for getting up each day, for eating meals?
While I wasn’t writing and living and breathing it, it did feel like something was missing. Something that defined me. So, here I am, back in a workshop and enjoying it. Perhaps I’ll share some of what comes out of that here.

Our first assignment was to write fondly about someone who is ugly in five-hundred words or less.