Feb
Stage Fright
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Peter replayed the conversation in his head endlessly. He had been such a fool. Every moment of his life the past 20 years, he prayed to have that moment back, and every moment for the rest of his natural life he would do the same. But nothing, no amount of pleading, no arguments, no appeals to the law or common sense, could ever get that moment back.
It had been such a simple question, and Peter had totally fucked it up.
“If you were innocent like you say, why’d you plead guilty?”
“I just don’t know, Bob, I just don’t know.”
The Daily Theme from Figment for February 7, 2012
On occasion, we all accidentally say something stupid/awkward/insulting enough that we replay the offending conversation in our heads again and again, agonizing over our own doltishness. Write about a character who is currently being plagued by the recurring embarrassment of such an incident.
Feb
The Institution
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
The Institution stood at the top of the hill, perched over the city like a carrion bird. The city sagged below the Institution like heat-festered roadkill. The relationship between the two was a symbiotic one.
Ralph trudged to the Institution hauling the gold and the letters and the scented cadavers. He placed the annual tribute inside the entry and awaited instructions.
The door to his right was slightly ajar so Ralph went to have a look. It was a musty, little-used coat room.
“You’re not allowed in there.”
Ralph shrugged his shoulders and plodded back down to the city.
The Daily Theme from Figment for February 6, 2012
Set a scene inside an institution of some kind (a school, a hospital, a bank). Now take us to a room that only a few people normally have access to (a janitorial closet, the morgue, an executive suite). What happens when someone gets in who shouldn’t be there?
Feb
Dinner At The Cheney’s
Mary sat her parents down at the sofa, grabbing nervously at her collar. She wished she could hide her eyes under the brim of her Rockies cap, but her mom always insisted she take it off while inside. Sigh.
Mary could tell by the scowl on her father’s face, the one he normally saved for his public appearances, that he knew what she was about to say.
“Mom, Dad…I’m gay.”
Both parents breathed a huge sigh of relief. Her mother even laughed a little.
“What’s funny about that?”
“We thought you were going to say you were a Democrat.”
The Daily Theme from Figment for February 3, 2012
Invent a secret for a character. Instead of deep and dark, make it pleasant and pleasurable, but a secret nonetheless. Now narrate a scene where your character is forced to reveal this hidden tidbit.
Feb
Squabbles
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
“It’ll be easier if we just throw it away and start over.”
“Let’s not be too hasty. I think we can manage.”
“Fine. Then you do it.”
“Don’t get mad. I’m just trying to help.”
“You’re not trying to help. You have to control everything I do. I’m sick of it.”
“Look who’s talking. If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t even be in this situation in the first place.”
“That’s not fair. You were happy too. You just don’t like the way I’m handling it.”
“Everything would have been fine if we’d just hired the obstetrician like I wanted.”
The Daily Theme from Figment for February 1, 2012
Write an active scene entirely in dialogue. No quotation marks; no he said-she said; no description of action—just the words the characters say. Don’t explicitly tell us what the activity is, but through your characters’ dialogue, make it clear what they’re doing.
Feb
Waste Land
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
I search their faces, looking for some flicker of life, but they are deadened beyond comprehension. They cycle past silently, scared to look me in the eye.
The ground is littered with ruined debris from the last few hours of their lives. Discarded food and spilled beverages mixed with cataclysmic cadavers that were once tortured dialogue and national monuments. I know it doesn’t make much sense, but nothing much does anymore. I laugh when I realize the poor victims actually paid for the privilege.
“What happened, Detective? It’s like a war zone.”
“They just finished watching a Roland Emmerich movie.”
The Daily Theme From Figment for Jan. 24, 2012
Set your scene in a place where something significant has just occurred, leaving physical reminders in its wake. Your narrator wasn’t a part of that something and must use the remaining artifacts to determine what has happened.
Jan
The Life And Death Of William Farthing
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
When William Farthing was born, his skin was marked with a dark spot everyone said resembled a coffee bean. His father viewed the mark auspiciously and purchased a large coffee plantation in the colonies.
When his father died of syphilis, William Farthing inherited the plantation, the only item of value left of his family fortune. He moved to the colonies and took over management himself.
When William Farthing died, he was penniless and friendless, his woebegone life mercifully at an end. The undertaker noticed the dark spot on his skin, and remarked that it looked rather like a horse’s vagina.
The Daily Theme From Figment for Jan. 27, 2012
The song “ The Three Bells” tells the story of Little Jimmy Brown (read the lyrics here). In each of the song’s three verses, a milestone in Jimmy’s life—his birth, wedding, death—is marked by the sounding of church bells (hence the song’s title). Choose a similar symbol that recurs three times in a character’s life and tell that character’s life story in three parts—could be chapters, stanzas, verses, paragraphs.
Jan
The Hall Monitor
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Bobby walked the halls with his chest puffed out for everyone to see. He could still smell the peculiar mixture of turpentine and his mother’s tears he’d used to clean his badge the night before. She’d insisted she had never been prouder.
But Bobby wanted his new title to mean something more than parental recognition. He craved the sort of popularity the richer kids came by naturally. He hungered to be accepted at any lunch table and invited to all the birthdays.
It only took one day to realize he had the power to issue pink slips and nothing more.
The Daily Theme from Figment for Jan. 23, 2012
Create a character who has suddenly and unexpectedly attained some sort of power (in the wider perception of the world the level of authority may be small or great, but for this person, the change dramatic). Write about the moment in which your character truly understands the full extent of his or her new found power for the first time.
Jan
The Samba
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Juan Felipe surveyed the room. He knew the moment the radio plug went silent that his cover was blown. All eyes turned. Even as he sashayed to the music, he scrutinized those eyes, looking for an escape.
He would have preferred the merengue. He’d have used his partner to shield him from gunfire. Instead, he waited for the music to reach a crescendo, and then as his knees dipped, dropped to all fours and slunk across the floor towards the exit.
Later, as he waited for the interrogation, he wished he’d taken lessons rather than learning to dance reading Wikipedia.
The Daily Theme from Figment for Jan. 13, 2012
(Because today’s theme hasn’t arrived yet.)
Dance break: Narrate a character’s thoughts while he or she is in the midst of some serious dancing. (The character can be the most reluctant hoofer ever or Balanchine himself, but in this moment, this guy is getting down.)
Jan
A Very Similar Spot
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Steve and Hannah stepped off the cliff together.
“Do you remember the time–” Steve interrupted her before she could finish.
“Of course I do.”
They had met at a similar spot. It had been the threat of death that had first brought them together, the romance of knowing their lives literally hung in the balance that had caused them to fall in love, the thought that overcoming danger together was the perfect way to start a relationship.
Hannah looked at her husband as the ground fast approached and sighed at the memory.
“I never realized irony could be so deadly.”
The Daily Theme from Figment for Jan. 11, 2012
(Because today’s theme was completely inappropriate for a 100 word story.)
Frame story: Two people are in the midst of an intense moment—a break-in, a breakup, a breakdown. At the height of the dramatic action, one person illustrates a point by offering an anecdote about a similar situation. Delve briefly but deeply into that example, giving it as much richness as the framing narrative. Then return to your original story about the two characters. Don’t worry about neatly resolving their tale, but explore if the anecdote has changed the pair…
Jan
Contemplation And Cowardice
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
On an exceptionally hot evening early in July a young man came out of the garret in which he lodged in S. Place and walked slowly, as though in hesitation, towards K. bridge.
He had successfully avoided meeting his landlady on the staircase. He owed her money, and the thought of seeing the old crone–whose heavenly recommendations on judgement day will not take up much of her inquisitor’s time–and hearing her bleat about the rent was enough to make him contemplate murder.
But as with most things in life, the thought was never more than a pleasant diversion.
The Daily Theme from Figment for Jan. 18, 2012
Courtesy of Lev Grossman
T.S. Eliot wrote: “Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.” It’s just as true of novelists as it is of poets. Try stealing something from a writer you like: a style that works for you, or a character you love, or a situation or a moment that really floored you. See if you can work it into your own plot. Often you’ll find that by the time you’re done, you’ve made the style or the character or the situation your own, and what started out as theft has turned into inspiration.
I stole the first two sentences from Dostoevsky’s Crime and Punishment, and did my best to make it my own. Obviously, Dostoevsky had a lot more space to play around with his characters.