tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558726.post113768571147471304..comments2024-02-20T17:40:21.618-05:00Comments on jeremy freese's weblog: adventures in short short fiction, episode onejeremyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12755662766163119607noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558726.post-1137875789151454112006-01-21T15:36:00.000-05:002006-01-21T15:36:00.000-05:00Anon 10:36: It's not really a short short fiction ...Anon 10:36: It's not really a short short fiction exercise per se, I think "She was the kind of person who..." is a general writing class exercise. It was featured in _Blue Angel_ and/or _Straight Man_, novels about creative writing teachers, if I recall.jeremyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12755662766163119607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558726.post-1137789929032548472006-01-20T15:45:00.000-05:002006-01-20T15:45:00.000-05:00"She was the kind of person who," he always said, ..."She was the kind of person who," he always said, before being interrupted.<BR/>You could spot this pattern from a mile away because it always followed the exclamation, "I can't believe she did that!". "Someday he would finish the sentence and move on," she always said.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558726.post-1137785047253506442006-01-20T14:24:00.000-05:002006-01-20T14:24:00.000-05:00This [tap tap tap?!] doesn't have to be Nobel-laur...This [tap tap tap?!] doesn't have to be Nobel-laureate worthy, man. <BR/>Lighten up. Those adult center courses are quickies (except for those open studios without instructors). <BR/>Enjoy loosening up. Won't be much time for anything else.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558726.post-1137728193754307952006-01-19T22:36:00.000-05:002006-01-19T22:36:00.000-05:00I don't really see the point. How does your abilit...I don't really see the point. How does your ability to complete a sentence on the board relate to your ability to write short fiction? I mean, presumably, short short fiction is longer than one sentence, right?<BR/><BR/>1. She was the kind of person who is so well-rehearsed that you are left wondering if she is being genuine or, instead, is genuinely endeavoring to appear authentic.<BR/>2. He always said that I'd come looking for those blue shoes.<BR/>3. You could spot her from a mile a way because, despite her less-than-average height, she walked with a self-assured bounce in her step. She danced the jitterbug.<BR/>4. Someday he would appreciate these misadventures.<BR/>5. She always said that there are some things beyond even the most prodiguous imagination and this was one of them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558726.post-1137710245372143062006-01-19T17:37:00.000-05:002006-01-19T17:37:00.000-05:00Now that's clever.Now <EM>that's</EM> clever.jeremyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12755662766163119607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558726.post-1137709791180146472006-01-19T17:29:00.000-05:002006-01-19T17:29:00.000-05:00Easy -- it answers itself in the form of a single...Easy -- it answers itself in the form of a single sentence, viz, <BR/><BR/>(1) (2) (3) --- (4), (5).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558726.post-1137706440812628842006-01-19T16:34:00.000-05:002006-01-19T16:34:00.000-05:00Anon 2:33: Nice bon mots, but a little sprawling f...Anon 2:33: Nice bon mots, but a little sprawling for comment text of unknown provenance.jeremyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12755662766163119607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558726.post-1137702912774479682006-01-19T15:35:00.000-05:002006-01-19T15:35:00.000-05:00Okay. I’ll give it one minute per question, no mor...Okay. I’ll give it one minute per question, no more (no time, should be working):<BR/>1.(She was the kind of person who) stared at the zit on your forehead during an entire conversation<BR/>2.(He always said) he liked to keep his women tall and his emails short<BR/>3.(You could spot) the new teacher (from a mile away) because of the sweat stains under her armpits<BR/>4.(Someday he would) tell her to go piss in someone else’s yard<BR/>5.(She always said) “keep your head to your own pillow, boy” whenever he tried to get closer.ninahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01222848486174278888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558726.post-1137699191937061392006-01-19T14:33:00.000-05:002006-01-19T14:33:00.000-05:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558726.post-1137697394172996592006-01-19T14:03:00.000-05:002006-01-19T14:03:00.000-05:00Okay: 1) ...hummed off-tune.2) ...he loved beautif...Okay: <BR/>1) ...hummed off-tune.<BR/>2) ...he loved beautiful singing<BR/>3) ...him...he wore a stove-pipe hat<BR/>4) ...would get a fedora, he swore<BR/>5) ...I'll marry the man who loves singing and isn't afraid to stand out in a crowd<BR/><BR/>JoshAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558726.post-1137693095245204562006-01-19T12:51:00.000-05:002006-01-19T12:51:00.000-05:00I always haaaated exercises like that. They reward...I always haaaated exercises like that. They rewarded being clever, which is valuable in writing, I guess, but not exactly the skills one needs to put together something worthwhile. Or maybe it's because I sucked.Anghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07005514932002735616noreply@blogger.com