About a month ago I submitted a 50-word story at the behest of Joy Lennick (tweet @joylennick, or check out her blog).
I thought you might find it interesting. A beginning, a middle, and an end were the only criteria for the story. Here you go:
Stan, the cherub was bored.”Missed you at supper,” Mike said, passing by. “Back off,” Stan said. Mike turned. “What’s got into you?” he asked. Stan kicked at a shard of broken lightning on the firmament. “Don’t know,” he said, catching his reflection in the shard. “There’s gotta be more…”
As an old theater professor told me once: “Restrictions are our friends in the theater. The best theater I ever saw was done with sofa pillows and crepe paper!” Thank you, Mr. Schulz, for that sage advice. When I know that the playground has a fence – when there is an imposed horizon – it spurs me on to greater creativity. I find myself challenged to use the tools at my disposal to make something that delights (me, at least).
What do you think of as a roadblock? An albatross? Turn it around and ask yourself, how can I use this obstacle creatively? It’s amazing what that shift in perspective will do to restore a sense of adventure and joy to your journey.