ay I posted my short story for #50PreciousWords. It’s such a great exercise for me – I’m terrible with wordiness. Cutting down words to the bare minimum is always a challenge. And, as it so often does, it ended up with me shifting to poetry.
The spaceship was there in my head. Perhaps because we just sailed out of Port Canaveral and I’ve been thinking about NASA? Either way, it demanded to be in my story.
So here it is – my entry to #50PreciousWords!
TO CATCH A FALLING STAR
My rocket ship
went very far.
The sky was very dark.
I tried to catch
the falling star.
It landed in the park.
It bounced so high,
I got so close,
But it was just my luck.
As I reached out
my falling star
was eaten by a duck.
The end. That’s 49 words and, hopefully, an entertaining story.
Happy writing!
xo Rosemary