17Nov/092
Exercise 1
So I'm counting this as a writing exercise since I blew it out in about 10 minutes. BoingBoing is having a 100-word fiction contest. The theme is "Found in Space." My first draft was 122 words. I really had to work to get it down to 100. Here's my results:
The machine moved, Scott followed. We attach meaning to moments in our lives when the chemicals in our brain make us "happy." Scott hit the jackpot on a business trip, blew a few grand on a call girl, never told his wife. His happiness became the roll of that one machine and its wheels. From Vegas to Atlantic City to a reservation, Scott followed. The house always won, Scott lost everything. Eventually, both were on a long fall Sunward with the detritus of a multibillion population. They nudged, entangled and for a Planck moment, the dessicated meat was happy.
Not brilliant, but okay.















November 17th, 2009 - 10:28
Should be “its.”
November 17th, 2009 - 10:30
@Bree
Thanks. Brain no worky that early.