wyre Posted December 27, 2010 here was a man at the corner with one third of a hat and half a pair of shoes. I offered him my boots. He sold them to a homeless guy for ten bucks and gave the money to a woman at a bus stop. I really liked those boots… :D:D Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Chimera Posted December 27, 2010 An Asthma suffering boy from Barawa stared into the abyss of the Indian Ocean for an entire day, before falling asleep. When he woke up, he found himself standing on the bottom of the ocean, with his urge for air gone. Then slowly the ocean resurfaced him to the beach. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mr. Somalia Posted December 27, 2010 ^ Good job, Chimera, for your story was exactly 50 words, though I personally couldn't make head or tails of it. Was the boy, already in the sea? Was he dreaming it? Was he unable to breath because of the Asthma, or was he actually drowning in the ocean, you mentioned? This story clearly is in need of recalibration, however I think you've effectively manacled your creativity by insisting on the fiddy-word limitation-- which is why, you have no choice but to publish a story rife with ambiguities. This is why I think, we should do away with the handicap, and allow people and yourself the freedom to cook up stories of how many words a person chooses. Let me know what you think about this idea. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mr. Somalia Posted December 27, 2010 wyre;683191 wrote: here was a man at the corner with one third of a hat and half a pair of shoes. I offered him my boots. He sold them to a homeless guy for ten bucks and gave the money to a woman at a bus stop. I really liked those boots… :D:D Sometimes charity has it's shortcomings. Nice one. Give us one more! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Chimera Posted December 28, 2010 Mr Somalia feel free to create a new topic without the limitation, I certainly would contribute. However this topic in question is a good excercise; as to whether you are capable of delivering an intriguing story with only 50 words at your disposal, ambiguities aren't a problem, especially if its Sci-Fi. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
SayidSomal Posted December 28, 2010 Chimera - you still have not explained why i was disqualified - did you count the deleted word? - or was it to do with the contents? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Chimera Posted December 28, 2010 I was joking sxb, feel free to contribute. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
wyre Posted December 28, 2010 Chocolate brownies are delightful. But not with nuts in them. Chewy cookies are delightful. But not with nuts in them. Insane asylums are delightful. But not with nuts in them. Exploding fireworks are delightful. But not with nuts in them. Repetitive statements are delightful. But not with nuts in them :D:D Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mr. Somalia Posted December 28, 2010 wyre;683400 wrote: Exploding fireworks are delightful. But not with nuts in them. Ha ha ha...so true! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
wyre Posted December 29, 2010 I walked across the road. A vehicle screeched in front of me. I looked at my friend and waved. The man in the vehicle shouted "ARE YOU DEAF?" at the top of his voice. I waved again at my friend and walked off, the world so deadly silent around me. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Chimera Posted February 8, 2012 Chimera;683351 wrote: An Asthma suffering boy from Barawa stared into the abyss of the Indian Ocean for an entire day, before falling asleep. When he woke up, he found himself standing on the bottom of the ocean, with his urge for air gone. Then slowly the ocean resurfaced him to the beach. I expanded this into a novella. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
chubacka Posted February 9, 2012 ^Good for you. She stood and starred back into the darkness. He was there; she felt him, his spindly limbs still, his eyes piercing. How she came to feel his presence she did not know, but it would come upon her, the slow tightening of her heart, the coldness that covered her completely. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Archdemos Posted February 9, 2012 A deep and prolonged sigh that punctuated the fresh wintry air was the first visible sign of Ali on the station platform. He cast a tall but forlorn character as he slowly inched his head up towards the direction of the roaring 7am express. For a few, their only crime….. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites