Indifiction Workshop is a story writing workshop for bloggers interested in
fiction. This was initiated by 'The
Fool' who blogs at http://luciferhouseinc.blogspot.in and
C.Suresh who blogs at http://jambudweepam.blogspot.in
Detailed plot will be given. Everyone has to tell the story using their own narrative style. Different narrative styles will be evaluated by fellow participants and judges.
The plot for the first exercise as part of the same was authored by Sandeep Nair who blogs at http://www.sandyspeak.com/. Link to the plot: http://indifictionworkshop.blogspot.in/2012/10/exercise-for-edition-2.html
My version of the plot:
Story Title: Yummy
Story:
Orange ! Sheryl’s favourite colour! A cringe forms on my face as
a memory of the warmth I used to feel in her arms enfolds me. Ironically she was
in her favourite orange flowered frock when I had found her that night at the
street corner. The stain reminds me of her bleeding stab wounds and the way she
had clung to me, fighting as best as she could to delay the closing of her
eyelids .Perhaps she knew they would never open again.
Continue reading at http://indifictionworkshop.blogspot.in/2012/10/yummy.html
Detailed plot will be given. Everyone has to tell the story using their own narrative style. Different narrative styles will be evaluated by fellow participants and judges.
The plot for the first exercise as part of the same was authored by Sandeep Nair who blogs at http://www.sandyspeak.com/. Link to the plot: http://indifictionworkshop.blogspot.in/2012/10/exercise-for-edition-2.html
My version of the plot:
Story Title: Yummy
Story:
The cacophony of voices spewing
filth and abuse, blended with the clanking sounds of mugs and plates, permeate
the entire expanse of the dining area. Loud thuds from overturning tables and
falling men rise from a corner. Perhaps a brawl is brewing up
again.
Sounds! Extremely loud
sounds!
They reach my ears and transform
almost instantaneously into nothingness. Some nerves have become totally
impermeable now.
A spoon of the tasteless gravy
reaches my numb taste buds, and a drop spills on my lap. I watch the red oil
spreading slowly, causing a stain on my orange robe.
The uniform had been given to me on
my first day here at the Arlington State
Penitentiary. Now, I have thinned down to
almost half its size and it is clinging on loosely to my frail body. I am
sitting alone on the dark green wooden bench that feels cold. As usual there is
no one by my side. They are ruthless convicts. Yet, they are terrified of some
things in life. Like AIDS.
Continue reading at http://indifictionworkshop.blogspot.in/2012/10/yummy.html
OMG Jaish, this is something unexpected for that title. Your writing is evolving. Good one girl.
ReplyDeleteThanks FiF! Credit goes to Sandy for the plot
DeleteWhat a wonderful story... so captivating! Good one! All the best! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Shilpa :)
DeleteIt is excellent... The way you had narrated the story showing the mixed feelings of Bruce is a feast to the readers... great story...
ReplyDeleteThanks Harikrishna :)
DeleteOh my goodness, I can't believe how well you took it from one level to the next!
ReplyDeleteThankyou so much Corinne :)
DeleteI loved it Jaish! Especially the significance of the title! :)
ReplyDeleteLoved yours too...Just finished reading halfway...Loved the twists in there
DeleteThat's really wonderful. Your writing is layering up :D
ReplyDeleteThank you Jas. I am on cloud nine reading such nice words of encouragement!
DeleteSuperbly written Jaish :)
ReplyDeleteI was so engrossed in it that I just did not want it to end.....!!
You seriously have a knack of narrating tales.
Thank you so much me :)
DeleteReally interesting read :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Divya
DeleteLoved your story Jaish. The narration, the style, everything is good. I usually don't read too many short stories or fiction on blogs, but yours was an exception. :)
ReplyDeleteOh ! That's awesome Zephyr . Thanks a ton for reading the story . That comment made my day :)
DeleteBrilliant Jaish. The writing the plot all exceptional. And the title ....:) As latha said you have taken fiction writing to an altogether different level
ReplyDeleteThank you Bhagyashree. As I mentioned earlier the credit for the plot goes to Sandy . :)
Deleteinteresting..
ReplyDeleteSome like in Dark, with a tint of Orange, it seems!
ReplyDeleteThis story is so twisted that it can hide in the shadow of a Double Helix! A mystery hidden in a riddle wrapped in a conundrum.
The initial rush of words slowed down into a cascade of chaos.
Intersting, Jayashree, interesting!
ah ha , what a lovely story jaish
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