Wretched Writers Welcome!

In my class recently, we have stared flash fiction. This is where my teacher had introduced us to this contest.

You know the line “It was a dark and stormy night”? Have you ever read the entire line?

"It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents--except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness."

 --Edward George Bulwer-Lytton, Paul Clifford (1830)

 It goes on, and on, then goes back in time, then comes forward again with a lengthy explanation. It is over all, probably one of the worst lines in life. There is a contest to try to make one of equal of greater worseness. This is my attempt at it:

Katharine felt horribly betrayed by her mother who had meant well when she made Katharine super (she knew how much her daughter loved potatoes and in Katharine’s ravenous state of hunger and felt that home fries would help ease the hunger away, but not the store bought kind, but the homemade home fries with the special seasoning she had made especially for Katharine) but she had unknowingly sliced, diced and deep fried her daughters best friend, Spud.

Now, at this L3 Writers Conference I had gone to a flash fiction workshop. Some of the things she really emphasized were:

A)    Character

B)     Conflict

C)    Action

Once this was done, if you wanted to expand the story, raise the stakes. I think I followed these guidelines, don’t ya think?

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