#twitfic is hard. You need to construct a convincing narrative and engage the reader’s emotions, all in the space of 140 characters. (That’s 140 characters, bang on).
Jodi Cleghorn described them as breaths, a snapshot. She likened them to photographs. This inspired a spool of ideas, developed into an album I called Polaroid Memories. Click for the link to read.
But to encapsulate a narrative and create a emotional response is difficult. I threw a lot of them down, but here is the one I ended up going with.
She watched the welts on his cheek rise like loaves of bread as tears filled the corner of her eyes. Her finger stabbed. “Never again.”
Word Count: 140 characters
Actual Count: 135 characters
Off Cuts and Throwaways
Couldn’t let some good words go to waste, so I’ve included some of them here. You can see if I was right in my choice.
* In the silent dark she kissed his cheek and rose from the bed. She took the suitcase from under the bed and lingered at the door. “I’m sorry.”
* Sneaking into his brother’s room, he dropped the stylus into the grooves and put the headphones in place. Air guitar never sounded so good.
* Rubbing the stone between his thumb and forefinger, he weighed it carefully before the glass walls surrendered to his actions.