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what a twist

Posted by admin | May 16, 2021

milo zailey ball

The other day, Milo was playing with his ball in the yard. It was a basketball, so bigger than he was. He loves headbutting the thing and then chasing after it. That is, until the grass gets in the way.

When the grass impedes him, he stops, chops a tuft, and twists the grass out. He then discards it. He may do this once or a dozen times before he is ready for his ball again. It doesn’t matter if the grass is cut short of long. He gets all upset when it trips him and keeps him from hitting his ball right.

The other day, I was writing a short story. I didn’t know where it was going nor why it was going the way I was wanting it to go. I had some crappy backstory and nothing that was getting me to the ending. I was growing frustrated, but I had seven pages.

Usually, when I write a short story, I have the twist planned before I even start. I didn’t this time around and that was part of my problem. When I finally figured out the twist, it was just what I was looking for. It didn’t go with my story, though. So, I went back through the story, cut pieces here, rewrote some passages, and add little jabs there. The story now makes the ending inevitable. You are left wondering what the hell just happened? Which is just the way I like it.

Milo needs to twist the grass like I need to twist a story. Both are inevitable and enjoyable for us!


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