Spurious Stories
Twitter Short Stories
Sometimes while on Twitter I write pieces from writing prompts, or as a challenge following discussions about the "rules" of writing. Sometimes they relate to my frustrations about not getting on and publishing my first novel. These were all written as a series of tweets.
Someone on Twitter complained that people kept telling others what to write, and what not to write.
My response:
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"I don’t get this. Do it your way. Write a book in reverse chronological order from the point of view of a coffee table if that’s what you want to do. Set it in a world run by sentient washing machines. Write the whole thing as an allegory for 1950s Swedish politics. Who cares?"
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Then I wrote it.
Again, on Twitter, someone complained about being lectured regarding rules.
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I said, "If something is done well there are no rules. Do what you like. Write the scene as a dream sequence where the characters are rabbits and speak in three word sentences. Might work. Sounds like it’s worth a go.
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Then I wrote it.
the writing prompt was:
“Village has one defense against an evil spellcaster that's besieging them: his/her magic doesn't work against drunk people.”
I had a go.
Whatever the prompt was for this it was deleted long ago.
I was supposed to be writing my stuff but instead ended up writing a 1300 word story about a cabbage.
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Procrastination raised to an art form.
A sequel to "Red Cabbage", I think.
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Sort of based on a friend of mine, Moxie Malone, who I described as being like "a swan with a chainsaw".
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What it might look like if romance novels embedded advertising.
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To my knowledge, this has never been done.
