Here is a writing challenge I got today from my friend and author Kira Peikoff:
“Want to try a fun (and hard!) creative challenge? Write a 55-word story starting with a line of ten words, then nine words, etc. down to one.”
So this is my story:
THE OTHER GUY
I met the informant behind the abandoned industrial curing plant. Only he wasn’t the man I expected to meet. He nodded at me, but I didn’t respond.
So we both studied each other suspiciously.
He pulled his gun and fired. He missed because I anticipated.
I pulled my revolver. Then I fired.
This was pretty cool. =)
Thank you. Much appreciated.