BOOM! | A 100 Word Story
#547 Contraband | Oracle of Play
Today on Erica Drayton Writes, the Prompt is smoking gun!
Write a 100 word story.
And tag me if you take up the challenge.
Is he looking at me? Why is he staring at me? Act natural. Act natural. They don’t know. Nobody knows. How could they? It’s hidden so well, no one will ever suspect a thing. I just need to make it to my seat.
Okay, I’m in the building. Just take the program and smile. But not too wide. Keep it casual. Am I sweating? Damn! It’s getting crowded now. Don’t bump me. Just don’t let anyone bump me or the night will end sooner than planned.
Made it to my seat. At least we’ll get to enjoy the first half.
Life happens in the moment. Contraband is a reminder that all the stories we tell ourselves to make meaning of what has happened often occur after the fact, and rarely have standing in what actually occurred, or even why it did. Do not overthink the past. Things sometimes just happen.
All 100 Word Stories
The First 100 | The Second 100 | The Third 100 | The Fourth 100 | The Fifth 100 |
The Sixth 100
A couple of questions from a first time player.
The subject is tbd? Does that mean it is up to me or is it like the old Suspense old time radio show- holding the conclusion until the last possible moment?
How do I tag you? Use your SubStack handle as a tag or something else?