Happy New Year, and welcome to my blog, “The Joy of Story,” which I post
almost every Saturday. Each month, I try to offer:
• one opinionated essay about the craft of good writing;
• one book review based on what I’ve been reading;
• one guest post by a writer colleague who has ideas to share and a book
or two to promote;
• and one showcase of 99-word stories sent to me by writers who
read this blog.
If you’re a writer with ideas about “the joy of story,” and if you’d
like to share those ideas and promote your published work, I invite you to
contact me by email at jmd@danielpublishing.com.
If you’re a writer who enjoys pleasure of turning out short-short
fiction, I invite you to send me your 99-word stories. All writers are welcome
to contribute. Please send me your stories, and please spread the word to make
this monthly feature a notable showcase for talent! Complete and simple rules
and procedures appear at the end of this post.
At the end of my post for December 2013, I asked folks to send me words
to play with. I received five good ones: “Mystery” from Pat Gligor, “Imagine”
from Pat Shevlin, “Students” from Eileen Obser, “Excellent” from Jerry
Giammatteo, and “Enormity” from Joe Bonelli. I tossed these words onto my desk
and came up with this dactylic ditty:
Imagine the mystery
In all its enormity
That students come forth with
Such excellent words!
•••
And now allow me to present two 99-word stories sent to me by Jerry and
Joe:
•••
TAKE ME TO YOUR LEADER?
by Jerry Giammatteo
The men
exited the strange craft that looked like the Space Shuttle. They were good
looking guys wearing nice polo shirts and khakis.
“How’s it
going fellas?” one asked, laughing at our amazed expressions.
“We
pictured you differently,” I said.
“You
earthlings always expect little green men,” one chided.
“Nice
clothes.”
“Thanks.
Got them at Brooks Brothers last year for Christmas.”
“Wait till
our friends see this,” I said.
“We’ll be
here.”
Our
friends thought us crazy, but returned with us the next day. The spacecraft was
missing.
“They’re
gone,” I said.
“Of course
they’re gone,” our friends snickered.
•••
MOST VALUABLE
by Joseph M.
Bonelli
Carol and Laura
spent their winter vacation in Miami Beach with husbands Alan and Bob.
Laura wore the
crystal earrings Bob gave her for their fifteenth wedding anniversary.
Alan packed his
graded baseball cards to show Bob.
After check-in
and dinner, the couples carried pastries back to their suite for morning
coffee.
The foursome
went out to walk around the Eden Rock complex. Meanwhile, housekeeping turned
down the beds and placed mints on pillows.
When they
returned, Laura called out, “Oh—they’re gone!”
“The earrings?”
Carol inquired.
“Not my cards?”
Alan exclaimed.
“No,” said
Laura, “someone took the pastries.”
•••
Attention all
writers—
Next month’s
prompt: Write a story with
the following title or first line: "I promised my parents I would never
tell this to anyone."
Here are the
rules:
1. Your story
must be 99 words long, exactly.
2. One story
per writer, per month.
3. The story
must be a story. That means it needs plot, characters, and conflict.
4. The
deadline: the first of the month.
5. Email me
your story (in the body of your email, or as a Word attachment) to: jmd@danielpublishing.com
Love the little ditty you came up with using our words, John. Your posts are always so fun-filled.
ReplyDeleteI always enjoy the 99-word stories, John. It proves a story doesn't have to be long to be good.
ReplyDeleteLove the poem and love Jerry's and Joe's stories. Happy New Year to you and yours!
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