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Single Sentence Challenge Promptfest is BACK
Think you can’t write fanfic? Think again, because Sentence!Fest is a fun way to get your feet wet. Basically, the challenge is to tell a complete story using one sentence only.
Sounds easy, but perhaps it is not. How would you tell your story if you only had the space of one sentence? Would you use dialogue? Action? Emotion? Observation? Would it be haunting? Poetic? Sexy? Tragic?
The rules are simple: Tell a story using one sentence. It can be as long as you want it to be, but it must make sense (imaginary points will be deducted). It can be as short as you want it to be, but make those words count. Tell a story that will provoke the imagination of your readers – one they will demand to have the beginning, middle and end of from you – that is the ultimate goal. Here is an example:
Neal and Peter have the sex.
Here is a better one:
When Peter finally opened his eyes, it was to see his lover's rapt face as Neal rode him, the rising sun forming a perfect golden halo around his dark head; his savior, his angel.
Capice?
This particular ‘fest will operate like any other. Take a prompt, fill a prompt, leave a prompt. There are no limits – multiple folks can fill any and all prompts. Use them to craft a narrative if you like, but each entry must convey an entire scene within that narrative. All subject matter is fair game, so RPF/RPS is allowed. This fest is unlocked and opened to everyone who would like to write.
Cuz Sentencefest can be a little overwhelming, it will be co-moderated by myself,
coffeethyme4me and
rabidchild67 .
Prompts will be found in the first comments below - let the games begin.
Think you can’t write fanfic? Think again, because Sentence!Fest is a fun way to get your feet wet. Basically, the challenge is to tell a complete story using one sentence only.
Sounds easy, but perhaps it is not. How would you tell your story if you only had the space of one sentence? Would you use dialogue? Action? Emotion? Observation? Would it be haunting? Poetic? Sexy? Tragic?
The rules are simple: Tell a story using one sentence. It can be as long as you want it to be, but it must make sense (imaginary points will be deducted). It can be as short as you want it to be, but make those words count. Tell a story that will provoke the imagination of your readers – one they will demand to have the beginning, middle and end of from you – that is the ultimate goal. Here is an example:
Neal and Peter have the sex.
Here is a better one:
When Peter finally opened his eyes, it was to see his lover's rapt face as Neal rode him, the rising sun forming a perfect golden halo around his dark head; his savior, his angel.
Capice?
This particular ‘fest will operate like any other. Take a prompt, fill a prompt, leave a prompt. There are no limits – multiple folks can fill any and all prompts. Use them to craft a narrative if you like, but each entry must convey an entire scene within that narrative. All subject matter is fair game, so RPF/RPS is allowed. This fest is unlocked and opened to everyone who would like to write.
Cuz Sentencefest can be a little overwhelming, it will be co-moderated by myself,
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Prompts will be found in the first comments below - let the games begin.
Neal/Keller - obsession
Date: 2011-12-05 07:53 pm (UTC)Neal/Peter/El - having my baby
For jrosemary - Peter/Neal, Texas Hold 'Em
Date: 2011-12-06 01:12 am (UTC)For attackfish: Adler - plaster
Date: 2011-12-06 01:14 am (UTC)A Number of Fills
Date: 2011-12-06 01:58 am (UTC)He's come back from plenty of bad mistakes before, but it's hard to imagine him and Peter salvaging something of their relationship after this.
For lauracollared: Neal - daddy issues
Okay, so he's got issues - real issues - and he should probably be ashamed of that... he is ashamed of it, generally, but when he tells Peter his secret fetish, Peter simply smiles and whispers in Neal's ear, "Well. I think that you and I should probably have a talk about that... Don't you think so, son?"
For attackfish: Keller - Terms of Endearment
"If it's last thing I do, Keller, I'm going to kill you..."; he can't keep the grin off of his face as he replies, "Oh, you sweet-talker, you. Shut up and suck, Caffrey, or Peter never sees his precious Elizabeth again."
For photoash: Kids say the craziest things and Matt - spanking
She had met Mr. Burke, and Mrs. Burke, and so it made perfect sense to her except... "That's not my Unca! That's my Daddy!"
Matt is reminded of just how well Tim gets him, one day, when - just after filming for the week has wrapped - Tim slaps him on the ass and doesn't mistake Matt's reaction (his red face, his nervous laugh) for Matt's having been offended; "I'm sorry, Matty. I won't do it again," Tim promises sincerely, then smiles with a glint in his eye, "Unless you ask me to."
For coffeethyme4me: Peter - hurt me the way you want
Peter's never loved anyone, even El, with such wanton abandon; he's never given himself over so completely to a sexual relationship; and it's because Peter is such a naturally jaded individual, so when Neal hurts Peter in exactly the way that Peter expects - with Neal's broken anklet and a written apology waiting beside Peter's bed - Peter can only blame himself for asking for it.
Re: A Number of Fills
Date: 2011-12-06 06:24 am (UTC)The Salvage one is kind of painful, just like the last one... Though I laughed at "That's my Daddy!" :)
Good fills.
Neal, Peter -- Crayons, Friend (2 sentences)
Date: 2011-12-08 04:12 pm (UTC)Neal has never quite forgotten how on his eighth birthday, he got a huge box of crayons; the quality ones, a beautiful collection that had six shades of green and a blue that was the perfect match to his mother’s eyes; he remembers how he wanted to capture all the world, and he remembers the sneers and laughs and picking up the broken crayons scattered on the ground; the next day, he left the crayons at home and pretended to enjoy all the games with the other children; it took him several more years before he could put it into words, but instinctively, he realized the truth right then – that even if people couldn’t like him for himself, he could always fool them with one of his masks.
II.
Almost three decades later, Neal is in an art supplies shop, and despite being there for half an hour already, Peter patiently waits, only exchanging a few light jokes as Neal wanders between the aisles, picks up various items and then sometimes put them back after staring at them for a minute or two; still, Neal can tell that Peter’s becoming desperately bored, so he speeds up his purchases; “Thanks”, says Neal later when they’re in his apartment; and he doesn’t say that it’s for much more than just Peter taking him to a shop outside his radius to replenish his supplies, and Peter doesn’t voice it that he understands, either – so they laugh and bicker about their current case, Peter drinks bear and Neal enjoys his glass of wine, and things are just the way he loves them to be.