It's very good.

Drama is not the easiest thing for me to write. This describes it well.

Aw, thank you! I wasn't originally intending for it to be a drabble, so I wasn't sure if cutting it down to 100 words made the phrasing awkward. So thank you for the comments!

Finally got the opportunity to write my own! It's sort of inspired by the history of my book. Also, it's only 99 words. That counts right?


Its walls were black – black like the feathers of the circling ravens – black like its master’s heart. The castle lay sprawled out in the midst of the marsh; its northern wall a pile of rubble. If it could have spoken, would it have told of that day? For once a battle had been fought here. The fate of the country had been defined. Threats had been spoken. Blood had been spilt. The patriots had won – at least for now. But one day, history would be repeated. So the castle remained looming through the fog waiting for its master’s return.

Ooh... intriguing! Technically drabbles should be exactly 100 words, but we'll forgive you. It wouldn't be that hard to stick in one more word, though. Why not add an adjective to one of the black's in the first sentence? Like "pitch black" or "evil black."

I really like that one, Celestria! The imagery is really strong and even though I'm listening to happy music, I could really feel the image of evil. Good job!

eruheran

I wrote this drabble today... I'm reasonably happy with the emotions and word-imagery, but I'm worried that it's too graphic to post on my blog. By way of disclaimer - blood on a knife is described, and it's implied but not stated what was done to get blood on the knife. I'm looking for opinions from the non-squeamish...

Oh wow, that's incredible.
It is sooo moving. I've never been squeamish of blood, and you don't realize what he did until you sense his emotions. I don't see how that all that graphic in writing. But it was so powerful. So frightening. Good job.

That was absolutely awesome Philadelphia! You did a great job with it. I'm not really a person to ask about squeamish stuff, haha, since I would have done much more without noticing. But I loved the way you were direct, and yet vague at the same time. Perfect.

It's well written, and I didn't find it particularly graphic, just dark. Was there a character who inspired it, or was it completely random?

Okay, my day has been made. Thank you so much, guys! I appreciate the feedback very deeply. And while I wouldn't ask you about squeamish level, Sir Jay I would ask you about guy emotions, so your opinion is very helpful in that regard.

I was inspired to write this by a shot that was in one of the book trailers linked on this thread. At the end of one of them, someone is cleaning a bloody sword on the grass and it's just kind of making a mess... it all went from there. I don't think I have a character (currently) that this would apply to.

Thank you again!

Very nice, Philli! I don't think it was too graphic at all. I like how you got that much emotion into something so short.

Thanks, Arias!

Now I can't think of a suitable, non-spoiler title so I can post it on my blog...

Try: Running Fluid.

Or if that is too gory, do Running Water. Or even Running.

Those are so abstract and non-obvious! Thank you, Jay!

It's posted. http://aubreyhansen.blogspot.com/2011/0 ... abble.html

Awesome! You are very welcome.

Already read this on your blog...but I love it anyways I must say, I read the title and thought, "What?! I've got to read more..."



eru

Jay gets credit for the title. I couldn't think of anything suitable... Thanks for reading, Huey!

* laughs * Glad it worked.

My first ever drabble! As far as I know the only rule is 100 words... are there any others?

This drabble is based on something that actually happened the other day at Walmart...



So whadaya think? It still needs a title...

And, its name shall be '4 Years Later'. Thought of by Bethany Faith.

It's very good; complete, and doesn't seem to need more explanation, although it is sad. Well done!

*drags thread to the top of the page* Ho! Anyone written a drabble lately? I wrote this poem, and it ended up being close to 100 words, so I just made it a drabble.

"...for time, like sand, slips through our fingers..." http://aubreyhansen.blogspot.com/2011/07/hourglass.html

I've written one! Let me go fetch it.

The Bridge

I halted on the edge of the gorge, and stared down, down, at the river far below. A sheer cliff. No way could I cross without a bridge, so I looked around.
About a hundred yards away I saw a delicate arch spanning the canyon, gleaming white in the setting sun.
As I marched up to it, my heart sank. Smooth and strong, the bridge was exactly twelve inches wide, with no railing whatsoever.
But I had to cross. Shaking, I stepped onto the slender beam, poised between heaven and earth. My clothes and hair whipped wildly in the wind.

And THEN what happened?

Oh, I don't know.

*makes face*

Oh, this sounds fun!

Would love to see what you come up with, JJ.

Something awful, more than likely. XD But I'll give it a shot anyway.