Tuesday, May 17, 2011

My 5 Minute Fiction

I know every author thinks that their work is writing has something to it but when judged by others it comes up lacking.  When I completed this weeks "5 minute fiction" I thought the same about my own.  Of course, I didn't even become a finalist...  but I'd like to share it with you guys anyways.  The word was "drill" and there was 15 minutes to write it.  I spend 1/3 of that time thinking of SOMETHING to write about.. but I definitely got a good 5 minutes of writing in:

“Eeeek! What are you doing?” Dharma asked her brother.
“Dharma, please stop your whining, and stay right there!” Greg ordered her. He engaged his drill again into the floor of her room making sure she didn’t take off. Sirens were going off in the distance.
Greg pulled out a floorboard and retrieved a box. Guns. “What is this?” Dharma asked.
“Follow me,” Greg ordered while grabbing her hand. They left their house and entered the forest. Greg met up with twelve other men, all carrying weapons. “It’s time,” he told them, “It must be done.”
That was the day the revolution started. Dharma could still remember Greg frantically drilling for his revolutionary tools, weapons, and meeting his “cell.” Greg’s group of revolutionaries was so expansive that the state could not keep them under control.
“Is that all?” the interrogator asked.
Dharma paused. “No,” she said, “Now it’s time for me to leave and do what I should of done from the start.”
The walls exploded and the interrogator was shot. Dharma walked towards her brother. “Hey sis, believe me now?”

1 comment:

  1. Really well done, especially for fifteen minutes.