I didn’t know I’d be dealing with tickets so much last weekend—blue, green, yellow, fake lotto—oh, boy.
Time for another post here for Fabulous Fiction Friday. And I wondered how I could use such uniquely strange experiences, and turn them into a prompt/fiction starter for you all.
Your Triple F prompt for this week is:
Your story must contain the line: Can I take your ticket?
Now for something fun (no uncertain or hidden meanings intended)…
First, the obvious (or maybe not so much): the word “can.”
If I said this to my mom, she would say, “I don’t know…CAN you?” “Can” means “to be able,” but “may” means “to have permission.”
All right, enough with the grammar. My point is, does “I” know the difference? Are they facing someone powerful they want to appear bigger in front of, for some reason, to assert some authority? Or is “I” confused (like I probably confused myself, there, a little)?
And who is “I”? This is first person, so we have to be careful we’re not too obvious about it (which is something I haven’t covered how to do just yet).
“I” doesn’t have to be a robot, or an amoeba, or three-foot being with tentacles in its eye sockets. Although it can be.
Sigh…I guess “I” could be human, too, if you want to go the NORMAL route. Fine, fine.
I could say the same thing about “you” (the character in the prompt, not you as a reader!) “You” needs an identity of some type, too.
Then, we’ve got “take.” Again, very specific. Is there a difference in your story between “take” and “give”?
Okay, and we’ve got a ticket. What’s it for, and why does anyone need it? Does it lead to somewhere—or maybe FROM somewhere, instead? What’s it take to get one, anyway?
All right, then. I think I’ve rattled on nearly enough. Now it’s up to you to mold these details into something cool. Take one, three, or all of ’em.
Grrr…November will be about half over soon.
Make it a good weekend, with great memories, okay?
Until next time,