It’s the last day of NaNoWrimo and I officially abandon the idea of reaching 100k. I’ll most likely end up at 95k so I’m completely satisfied for my first go at the challenge. I believe my sanity and my friends in need of moral support are more important than my word count. There, I said it! 
Now that the big revelation is off my chest, it’s Drabble Time *insert some McHammer beatbox thingy.*
Here is how the drabble challenge works!
- Read the prompt and find your angle.
- Write a drabble (100 words story) OR use my drabble as the opening for a longer story (don’t forget to give me credit!)
- Post a direct link to your drabble in the comments (or, if you don’t have a blog, just go ahead and post your drabble in the comments)
Today’s drabble prompt is : Time!
Here’s my drabbling!
Time
My watch urged me to speed up my pace. Why couldn’t I ignore it? The hold of that little object over my life irked me. As the Powers That Be’s oracle, the circling hands ordered me around. There were places I couldn’t enter until the hands said so. Places I couldn’t leave until the little pieces of metal told the bell to ring. Places I had to be when the damned things required it of me.
I was late to one of those places. I couldn’t be late. My boss made it very clear my job was on the line.
November 30th, 2010 at 8:02 am
You know…I feel the exact same way! Clocks/watches suck! Although, my job isn’t on the line…thank goodness
November 30th, 2010 at 8:28 am
I guess everyone can relate to that character. I especially do when my week goes crazy. And it annoys me that a lot of people don’t respect schedules. *laughs*
November 30th, 2010 at 9:41 am
Okay here’s mine.
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Lowen looked around and when he was sure no one was looking, turned back to the plant and closed his eyes.
Plants worked much slower than a human’s mind, and it took a while for Lowen to remember how to slow himself down. Staring at the small patterns of light and shadow made by the rustling of the leaves, he felt himself start to relax, and then soon, the rustle and movement of shadow meant something.
“Morning Traemlin, how’s the patterning of fall?” Lowen asked silently, the magic allowing him to talk with the small larch in the garden.
A bit of rustling, a bit of evening whisper reached Lowen’s mind. “You finally came back to talk to me.” Traemlin leant back on its roots, contented with his work for the day. “Patterning went good today,” and he began to talk to Lowen about how to most artistically drop leaves in autumn.
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I am so deprived of magic this year, I must be loosing it in all the short stories I started after NaNo. *curls up from backlash*
December 1st, 2010 at 10:57 pm
Oh god, I realized there were so many contradictory actions here. ._., I need to brush up on my editing.
December 2nd, 2010 at 7:17 am
*laughs* Ah! The post-NaNo mood. If you want to challenge yourself next Tuesday, you can do either or both of the following:
- No magic
- Closer to the theme
That being said I really like your story.
December 2nd, 2010 at 8:15 am
Alrighty, I shall try.
I don’t know, I tend to have a lot of strange ideas that pop up which are so tangential to the word that is given, it’s hard to concentrate on those that actually make sense.
In this case, I think time was used to show the difference (which I now realize I cannot find) between a human and a tree.
December 2nd, 2010 at 12:54 pm
*Laughs* Don’t trouble yourself too much. The goal is to write first. I’m handing out additional challenges if you want them. They should in no way give you a headache.
November 30th, 2010 at 10:32 am
I’m loving all this creativity. It’s definitely inspiring me to focus my attention on my second novel.
December 2nd, 2010 at 7:19 am
Good! I like that creativity is such a contagious bug. No one ever complains about having it but I do wish I could have a doctor’s note for creativity so I can take a few days off work to write sometimes.
November 30th, 2010 at 10:44 am
Hi Aheïla, sorry I haven’t commented for awhile, the projects I’m working on at present are really starting to take shape and I have been suffering from tunnel vision over them. Here’s my drabble attempt for time.
Time
There was once a man who questioned the sands of time stopping to count each individual grain to solve the riddle of the lost seconds of the day. Each day he would ask his eyes to stay concentrated on their goal but each day they would loose focus distracted as they were by the whispers of peripheral vision until one day he realised that his face had aged beyond his own ability to recognize and in that moment he understood completely the meaning of time how blind he had been it’s make every second count not count every second.
Believe it or not this is actually the most upbeat thing I’ve written in awhile and I’m writing a comedy, lol, hope you liked it.
December 2nd, 2010 at 7:24 am
I did like it. It actually makes me miss my absurd fables a lot. Because of the moral at the end. I should write more fables…
I’m glad your projects are shaping up! A comedy, huh? Intriguing!
November 30th, 2010 at 11:53 am
Hi A
Here’s my drabble . And I hope that you’re going to continue with the Tuesday drabble challenge
The eleventh hour …
His breathing laboured … the involuntary twitching of his eyes … the heartbeat erratic …
Time rewound as a myriad of pictures played out in his mind’s eye , like scenes from a movie , the camera rolling on and on , frame by frame .
A teenager riding his favourite bike , graduation day , eloping amidst a furore , his firstborn in his arms , his wife’s grave … The frame slowed down as she appeared before him in slow motion , hands outstretched and smiling .
A solitary tear rolled down his cheek .
The doctor in attendance shook his head . There was no pulse . His hour had come .
December 2nd, 2010 at 7:30 am
Something about the fact you call me “A” makes me feel all important. *laughs*
I plan to keep doing the drabble challenge. It’s starting to gather quite a following and I like it. It’s also short enough that I actually have time to read it, which I can’t always do with my readers’ blog.
About your drabble. I really like it. It has a good sweet and sour ending (which I am a sucker for). Nicely done!
December 2nd, 2010 at 10:41 am
Thnx A ~~ btw I do have a blog ( wipe the look of surprise off your face ) LOL !
Since I’m “partially-technologically-challenged” , the blog is a bit of a mess . Definitely not in the “fancy league” like some of the blogs I’ve encountered …
But in the unlikely event of you finding some spare time *what is that , she asks* , my blog is http://www.muso-blog-hog.blogspot.com
And in case you wondering about the A ? It’s the distinctive aura surrounding your blog .
December 2nd, 2010 at 12:51 pm
I actually knew you had a blog. You mentionned it the first time you wrote here but never gave away the address. *laughs* I swung by real quick. I’ll try to find more time to check it out.
A is the distinctive aura surrounding my blog, huh? What an intriguing way to put it!
November 30th, 2010 at 3:14 pm
The Powers That Be… lol, I like your drabble.
Here’s the link to mine…
http://eastendjournal.wordpress.com/2010/11/30/time-another-drabble
December 1st, 2010 at 9:35 am
I’m loving the creative drabbles here. When I get a chance I’ll post one.
December 2nd, 2010 at 7:39 am
There very colorful this week, aren’t they? And more numerous too!
December 2nd, 2010 at 7:39 am
Read and commented.
I’m glad you liked mine!
December 3rd, 2010 at 7:40 am
They are colourful this week aren’t they?
December 1st, 2010 at 10:46 am
http://ketutarwriting.blogspot.com/2010/12/drabble-day.html
It was the same old story, girl and boy meets, girl falls in love with the boy, perhaps he in her too, something happens and they depart. At least one heart is broken, the tears roll, words are uttered that can never be taken back again.
But while it lasted, it was wonderful. They used to walk by the canal, watching swallows write love poems on the sky. Her eyes were as blue as the sky, his were brown, and the kisses were like wine and honey.
He didn’t like wine, she hated honey… perhaps it was better this way.
(It just doesn’t seem to have much to do with time, but this is what popped up.)
December 2nd, 2010 at 7:46 am
Hello Ketutar and welcome to my blog!
I commented on the post on your blog. Nicely done!
December 1st, 2010 at 2:11 pm
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December 1st, 2010 at 2:23 pm
Any Time
December 2nd, 2010 at 7:55 am
Hi Henric and welcome to my blog,
I read and commented.
December 3rd, 2010 at 7:39 am
Okay guys, done i hope you enjoy it….
http://regypsy.wordpress.com/2010/12/03/drabble-day-time/
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