Yesterday I made a vow to follow Ray Bradbury’s advice and write a short story a week. The night before I was relaxing in bed and an entire story popped into my head, and today I finally decided to write it down. The entire story was written in an hour.
The working title is “After the Stop” but I can almost guarantee that it will change when I’m done editing and working it into shape. As with most stories I manage to finish, this one is a crime story with my first experimentation with suspense elements. Originally I envisioned it as something around 2000 words. The end count was a little less than 1200, but since I tend to ramble a lot there’s a chance it will be even shorter in the end. Which is fine, because the story is about a cop pulling a guy over. In the very best case scenarios, you don’t want those situations to last very long. Ray’s main point of encouraging the writing of short stories was to compact things, and flash fiction certainly does a good job of that.
Another interesting thing about this story draft is that it takes place in my San Rapids universe. For my mysteries I created a fictional California city years ago, and despite my burning passion for science fiction the only things that ever want to come out of my fingertips is crime fiction. I feel like Arthur Conan Doyle and Sherlock Holmes. Fortunately, I am an unknown and mostly unpublished author so I still have a chance to make my own name for myself *wink wink science fiction writer wink wink*.
No, Ray would be disgusted with me and Harlan Ellison would kick my ass with my own foot if either of them ever heard me say that. Genres don’t exist to those giants; Writing is simply writing. Moving forward, I’m eager to see what writing awaits me in the weeks to come!