My last blog post was all about me not writing a single word following my MLitt dissertation and feeling guilty about still calling myself a writer. I received lots of reassuring messages that there was no need to beat myself up about it and just to take my time and get back to writing when I was ready.
One of the main reasons excuses that I had for not churning out a daily word count was my search for a new day job. My wee brain can only cope with so much at one time so I’ve been preoccupied with researching and preparing for a new role that involves numbers not words.
Because I’m a self-confessed control freak, this means that I can relax a bit now that one area of my life is sorted and I can get back to writing. Whoop whoop! But after a break, how do you flex those creative muscles again? My answer was to do a warm-up exercise (the only fitness regime I follow!)by submitting a 75 word story to the Paragraph Planet website. This site thrives on variety, what you write is up to you. It might be a moment captured, it could be an intriguing section of a novel in progress, or it might be a short, short story.
I’ve now been featured on their site 5 times and I’m always excited to see my writing published online. If you’re stuck in a rut with your writing, I highly recommend giving Paragraph Planet’s challenge a go. It’s certainly helped get me thinking again about what I want to write and now I plan to flesh out the 75 words into something much bigger.
My story is called ‘Saturday Market’ and although writing a mere 75 words is not much to shout about at least it’s a start and a step in the write (sorry, couldn’t resist it) direction. 75+75+75… all adds up. This is the story which could grow and grow…
“Try them on in the back of the van darlin’.”
I nudged Lorraine and she climbed inside the rusty Transit. I followed and closed the van’s door. Almost. Lorraine peeled off her leggings like a second skin. She lay on her back to yank the skinny jeans up over her chunky hips. I sat on my hunkers.
We knew he was watching. Lorraine’s giggles turned to snorts.
“Let’s give him a proper show.”