As the current story I’ve chosen to work on turns into a morass, last night I was feeling completely uninspired. The only way I could finish something last night was to start something new. Feeling a bit desperate, I resorted to my collection of prompts and came up with “Write about a hat.” So I did. Much to my surprise, I even finished something. I’m calling story #11 “A Hat, A Hat, I’m Wearing a Hat.” It refers to a rather familiar story, so I’m just going to give it to you right here.
Your basic magnet on the fridge
As it’s about 400 words, that’s about 50 words a day. Which feels like about what I did. Bit by bit, adding up until I decided I was done. I’m calling it “Animal Magnetism”, not the most original title for a story about a lonely monkey.
For this one, I used a set of random words I wrote down trying to remember a dream:
I still have no idea what the dream was about, but I’m positive that the story has — aside from six words — absolutely nothing to do with the dream. But that’s not the point, is it? The point is I finished a story.
Like the story says:
Aimee’s big trick is that she makes twenty-six monkeys vanish onstage.
Except it’s not really Aimee’s trick, it’s the monkeys’. Then Kij Jonhson’s “26 Monkeys, Also the Abyss” goes on to reveal that the monkeys (and one chimpanzee, who is not a monkey) have plenty of other tricks up their, um, arms.