Today, I learned that the term for a 100 word story is a "drabble" (not to be confused with comic strip or the novelist). The term comes from Monty Python's 1971 Big Red Book. In this book, "Drabble" was a word game where the first participant to write a novel wins. In order to make the game possible in the real world, it was agreed that 100 words would suffice.
I thought it would be fun (and a good writing exercise) to try to do a weekly drabble attempt or two. Since Friday's usually the day I feel the least desire to get any writing done, I figured it would be a good day to schedule my weekly drabble attempt. Feel free to join in and write your own 100 word stories on Fridays and tag them with "friday drabble". Link to them in the comments and/or on Twitter with the hashtag #fridaydrabble. Let's see if we can get a following going!
"Welcome to Hell," a voice growled from behind his back. Still groggy from the blow to his head, Mike didn't even attempt to turn around. His brain sloshed inside his skull with every minute movement, causing him to retch and collapse onto the hard packed dirt floor. The next blow arrived unseen and he descended into the depths of unconsciousness.
The lights snicked on, and he started peeling off the adhesive patches affixed to his forehead, scalp, and neck. "Damn, that was hardcore!" he told his friends, each anxiously awaiting their turn. "I'm only porting happy memories from now on."
I've always been a bookworm, but back in middle school, it was really pronounced.
In fact, it got me into trouble on more than a few occasions.
The most memorable time was in middle school, when the class bully was picking on me for reading The Hobbit during lunch.
I studiously ignored his insults and shoulder prodding. Finally, my temper grew short, I closed the tome, and swinging it like a tennis racket, slapped him silly upside his head.
I don't know if the pen is mightier than the sword, but a good hardcover book can definitely pack a wallop!
