I’ve decided to add a flash fiction section to this website. I write a lot of flash fiction during my daily practice writing sessions, and can’t see that I’ll ever have any opportunity to sell it unless I add it to a chapbook someday. In the meantime, I’ll post some of my little stories (500 words or less) here at Perspectives on Writing. Here’s one I wrote a few days ago. The prompt was to “write about something white”.

From the White Light
by Linda Martin
February 26, 2008

Out of the white light, a cloudy, shimmery effulgence, an angelic figure stepped forth. He was clothed in a silky, flowing gown trimmed in shining gold, but there were no wings, so Cassandra wondered if he was a real angel, or only a saint. The man smiled gently, and she shivered, not knowing what would or could happen next.

“You called me forth,” the man said. His voice sounded like peeling, chiming, harmonizing bells going off in her head. “I am here for you, Cassandra.”

“I don’t know what to do.” She felt no fear.

“You don’t need to know. Let me lead you. I know the way.” He took her hand and gently guided her forward, then into the air. They flew together through blue sky looking down at a peaceful green earth. Everything seemed brighter than she’d ever seen it before. Bright, like great joy lit everything from within.

“I just wanted to see,” Cassandra said.

“And now you are seeing.”

“When can I see more?”

“When you know what you want to see.” The man paused in mid flight, still holding her hand, guiding her to a stop in the air beside him. “Your vision is complete, and now you go back to whence you came.”

Cassandra wanted to cry out, “NO! Let me stay!” Decorum prevented it. Instead she felt herself drifting back into consciousness, back to her bedroom where she sat cross-legged before a candle’s golden, flickering flame.

Everyone needs a creative outlet – even those who don’t think they do. It is part of being human. For many of us, writing is that opportunity to share a bit of our hearts with the world.

The writing life begins when a person makes a commitment to write. Most of us who are serious about writing try to write every day. As this becomes a ritual habit, we enjoy the exciting fulfillment of our creative urges when we see the results: a viable story, article or poem. This feels so good, we want to do it again and again.

The daily writing habit can be as simple as writing to a prompt. For me, sometimes the key to working with prompts is to let my imagination run free, feeling loose enough to write down whatever comes to mind. At other times I plan a bit ahead of time and then see where the story takes me. Most of my prompt writing takes the form of flash fiction – stories less than 500 words.

Prompts give immediate writing practice, and do not need to produce masterpieces. Writing done for practice can be turned into something worth sharing and submitting, but it doesn’t need to be perfect every time. It just needs to be a daily ritual, to help us develop our writing talents. Every creative artist needs to practice, and this is how many writers do it.

When you write to a prompt, it doesn’t matter if you write poetry, a script, fiction, or non-fiction. All genres are good for writing practice. It only matters that you set down your words, crafting them to the best of your current ability. Save your practice writing for later inspiration, for development into larger pieces, or for posterity. But whatever else you do, don’t stress over it and don’t waste time comparing your writing skills to others. Every writer has a different voice. You need only express yours.

The more you write, the better you will get at it. Don’t be afraid to play with your words, using outlandish descriptions and wild dialogue. Remember, if you don’t like the result, nobody will ever have to see it but you. The goal is to be free with language, getting away from any stilted prose, getting closer to the true expression of your inner creative light.