I’m taking a break from Waking up Jack Thunder to write a new flash fiction piece. However, in a daring departure from my normal routine, I decided to leap into the story WITHOUT an outline.
I know what you’re thinking. This can’t be true. Jon won’t even start a shopping list without consulting a map of the store so he can write things down in the order he'll find them on the shelves.
What can I say? I’m a radical guy, and sometimes I like to take a walk on the wild side, so I just wrote the first thing that came into my head and went from there.
Here’s what I’ve got so far:
'On the rare occasions when I’m unable to avoid physical confrontation, my somewhat unorthodox combat style results in a quick victory. After few body blows, followed up with a couple of jabs to the fist with my nose or chin, it’s all over.
In short, I’m not the kind of guy you want at your side in a fight – unless you need someone to hold your coat. Which is why I was amazed to discover that Patrick ‘Masher’ McNab, the toughest, meanest kid on the block, had told everyone he was afraid of me.'
What’s the story about? Your guess is as good as mine. I have no idea what to do next.
I don’t even have a title!
This is an exercise in blind faith, in which I hope my sub-conscience helps me out over the next week or two.
How about you?
Do you ever try writing in a different way?