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In this week’s writing challenge, guest contributor Vincent Mars asks us to craft a story in just fifty words.

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vincent-mars2This week’s writing challenge is hosted by Vincent Mars, a 22-year old Romanian high school dropout who has learned English on his own. On his popular blog, Boy With a HatVincent publishes stories, poems, and musings about writing and life in his unique voice. His curiosity and storytelling style always make for interesting, enjoyable reading, so we’re thrilled to have him as a guest author. Take it away, Vincent!


Typing on a computer: easy, fast, and often frivolous. Noun after noun and verb after verb and adjective after adjective and adverb after adverb. I once said that while handwriting is like making love, typing is like having sex. (Worried reader, rest assured, I don’t presume to ask you to divorce your computer. As it happens, I type this on mine.)

What I challenge you to do is prove beyond doubt that your keyboard possesses that commendable virtue which, in our age of content overload, makes the difference between read and unread writing, and which this composition of mine, though no doubt enjoyable, so far alarmingly lacks — concision.

For this week’s challenge, you must write a fifty-word story. Not five thousand, not five hundred, but precisely fifty words.

Meet the “fifty”

If a novel is a passionate literary affair, one that can last days, weeks, or even months, a fifty is an intriguing sidelong glance or, if it’s really good, an air kiss. Brief, arousing, promising. Best of all, it requires no commitment. It can be read in just a few seconds and doesn’t take too long to write, either. Which means that even if Lady Literature (or Mr. Literature) isn’t your usual type, you should still go a-wooing. Who knows what will happen?

I’ve written 137 “fifties” since I started blogging about two years ago, and even collected some into a book. Their literary merit is questionable, but composing them has certainly helped me improve my writing. A fifty makes you pay attention to sentence structure and word choice and challenges you to write mostly with verbs and nouns and do away with superfluous adjectives and adverbs. Because of the word limit, you can’t show everything. You must strike a fine balance between showing and telling.

A fifty, much like a poem, challenges readers to tie up the loose ends, interpret the blank spaces between the lines, and use their imagination to fill in the gaps.

Write your first “fifty”

No rules. Just stick to the word count — no more, no less than fifty words.

Practical ideas:

  • Your fifty can be a condensed narrative, a scene, a dialog, or anything else you can imagine. It can be written in the first, third, or even second person. It can convey a message or let the readers draw their own conclusions.
  • You can wait for a flash of inspiration, or you can just write and find the story on the page.
  • You shouldn’t think too much — the truest writing is intuitive.
  • You may want to add an image that goes well with the story. If you grab it from the web, do give credit to the creator or you may receive furious emails from the artist, like I have.

Though tiny, a “fifty” can lead to great things. By composing one, you’ll understand something crucial about writing, editing, and the creative process — something that an aviator summed up better than I can:

Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.

– Antoine de Saint-Exupery

We can never achieve perfection — we are only human. But if we aspire to it, we may attain quality; we may write well.

So, can you tell a story in just fifty words?

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  1. “Fifty is nifty!” Says the girl who just turned that number. I ought to be able to write that number of words even if I don’t wanna act that age. Thanks for the short, inspirational idea and the perspective to see that fifty is really a Low number in the context of words on a blog. Wrinkles on a face? Not so much.

      1. Crikey, I agree with your first comment that it is not so easy to capture a story in 50 words! But hey you have me inspired. Blinding response! :-D

  2. I’ve been wanting to do something like this for a while now actually.. Thank you for providing the motivation.

  3. Fifty is an important number to me. I’m trying to run 50 marathons by my 50th birthday next May. This story is already more than halfway to 50 words. I’m at marathon number 38. This is word 38. Writing 50 words isn’t easy. But it’s easier than running 50 marathons!

  4. Fabulous! I adore micro-fiction. I’ll have to give this one a go. Incidentally, if this sort of thing is up your alley, try out the gargleblaster challenge over at http://yeahwrite.me. It’s a weekly 42-word micro-fiction/micro-blog challenge.

    1. If it weren’t for the yeah write gargleblaster, I wouldn’t have given this writing challenge a second thought. I just might have to try my hand at a 50 word story now.

  5. Lordy. This is my style. But even I had to cut back my 120 word perfection to 50. …and I do think it is better….

  6. Considering all the long-winded writing that came from quill pens, I have to say your assumptions are kind of wack. As my uncle said, “It’s a poor workman who blames his tools.” Hemingway and Capote used typewriters.

  7. Puberty

    Mr Munch told me to sit on the bed.
    It’s cold.
    This is the third time I’ve posed.
    Today he’s painted a dark threatening shadow behind the bed.
    It creeps up the wall, symbolising my fear of the future.
    I don’t like the way he’s painted
    my blue staring eyes.

  8. Here’s my entry called “Divorce: A Love Story.” One day, I noticed my self-worth buried in the crevice of my marital couch, oozing with norovirus. I prayed to the porcelain god for my husband’s help. Instead, he hurled a thermometer at me, on the wings of the words “selfish” and “lazy.”
    I left and found true love, alone.

  9. The man I knew was a very kind man on the inside, but could only show his rough exterior to the outside world. He seldom let anyone get close to him for fear of being hurt again like he was, so many times, as a young boy. I loved him.

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