Wednesday October 13 2004

Vanishing Plotless: a Log of Fiction

Ohkay, only two weeks to the start of NaNoWriMo, so I’m going into training. I’ll throw in a short passage from each practice-write and make a note of the word count. You can comment, but please be positive - NaNo is not about quality.

Word count: 1,200
Setting: In space. The shopping arcade’s power has been shut down and everyone is trapped inside.

I wandered over to the window. The only darkness outside was the asteroid belt, which cut the sky from left to right with its thick shadow - the straight line; katakana for ‘one’. Otherwise, the sky was packed with stars - even more packed than I remembered it from those cold nights on medieval Earth, when there wasn’t a light around for miles. From the brightness of everything, I guessed that Super Discount Moon C1832B was a lot closer to the hub of the Milky Way than Earth was. It was an unthinkable distance, but I thought about it anyway and wasn’t that impressed. It was just a couple of days from here to the Earth… or whatever it was that passed itself off for the Earth these days. ‘Distance even less tangible than time due to free availablility of the hyperspace warp drive’, I decided.

My breath was fogging up the glass window. When I tried to rub it off my hand almost froze onto the glass it was that cold. I watched the little crystals of my breath grow outward, and breathed a bit more on them so they could grow bigger. A little bit more breathing and soon I had an ice crystal patch the size of a dinner plate or a business envelope. Not wanting to leave it untarnished, I grabbed a coin from my pocket and scratched one translucent word into it:

ARSE

My beautiful last testament to life in this universe. Scrawled on the window by a doomed individual looking at the most awe-inspiring view ever seen by human eyes. I smiled and decided that I would die satisfied as long as someone saw my message.

 

7 Comments »

  1. Hey - that’s great! Mine’s going to be a pile of crap and stolen ideas, I imagine…

    Comment by T. — Thursday October 14 2004 @ 8:47 am

  2. It’s good. It has your usual cynicism mixed with genuine intelligence (which is quite rare in sci-fi’s I’ve found, especially the retro ones I get at Elizabeths). And it promises a genuinely good story, with maybe some twists. Comparable to Dirk Gently, maybe, and the ‘Arse’ gives it a nice touch that stops the cynicism from becoming obnoxious. Yeah, I’d buy it.

    Comment by Lu — Thursday October 14 2004 @ 10:49 am

  3. I reckon mine is going to be dark and depressing so hopefully I might be able to toss some humour in there somewhere at some point. No sneak previews though!

    Comment by Marisa — Thursday October 14 2004 @ 12:23 pm

  4. Mmm…is it “arse” or “ass”….

    Comment by mellipop — Thursday October 14 2004 @ 3:46 pm

  5. If I’m picky it means I like it.
    katakana should be kanji
    is it the shape of a dinner plate and the size of a business envelope?

    Comment by anthony — Thursday October 14 2004 @ 3:48 pm

  6. Yeah, I thought that one was a kanji too, but I’m illiterate in japanese, so…
    You can get dinnerplates the size of business envelopes. B3 envelopes, only the plates aren’t square. Unless you get them from that one shop in Perth with all the funky cushions and imported stuff…

    ~Lu, at the end of the day.

    Comment by Lu — Thursday October 14 2004 @ 4:34 pm

  7. Fuck bugger dammit - it *is* kanji innit. Thankyou (times many). It is always ‘arse’ though, except when an American says it, or you’re being ironically American, which I’m not in this case.

    Cheers =)

    Comment by Mark — Friday October 15 2004 @ 12:06 am

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