I have a problem. My problem is consistency. My problem is focus. Okay so I have two problems. I could keep going but I don’t want to kick myself too much.
I have a hard time being able to write every day, for whatever reason. Most of the time its my fault but sometimes it isn’t. From that problem is a different problem; I need more practice writing. So I thought I would try something simple at first and work my way up. Hence 55 fiction.
This was an idea I was introduced to a few years ago where you write out an entire story but it has to be exactly 55 words. Brevity is the soul of whit so, why not try it?
One of the other things I thought I could do was use these 55 word stories as outlines of my larger ideas. Instead of keeping them stashed in a file with a few descriptors I could sum them up in a nice 55 word package to flesh out at a later point.
So, the following is my first go at 55 fiction on here:
We were in a car heading south. The plan was to go to New Orleans, but it wasn’t the original plan. The original plan involved beaches and the ocean in Mexico. This was all so I could spend time with her, but it was hi-jacked. We would get there though, I’d make sure of it.