Onto Bigger and Better Things

I remember writing at the beginning of this year how things were going to be different. How I was going to keep writing 200 Word Stories and somehow shoehorn in time for bigger and better stories. How I was going to do this and that and make sure I didn’t forget that other thing.

New Years Resolutions never stick.

But what has stuck, or more so grown since then, is the desire to write bigger and better stories.

I want to see the characters I create grow on the page, rather than just exist for a moment and then disappear into the archives. I want to explore the worlds and universes I’ve birthed into great detail than 200 or 500 or 1000 words will allow. I want to do more, bigger and better.

But that means I need to give myself permission and space to do that. For me to do that, I need to move on from regular 200 Word Stories. I need to put an end to this, or at least, some serious braking, so I can put a start to something else.

When I start this, I had an end in mind. Maybe someday I can turn these stories into something amazing, and I believe it is time to do that now. I started 200 Word Stories and thought, this is an experiment in literary growth, an exercise to see if I can actually do this. And for a year and a half I have.

I have written some terrible stories, some good ones, and some that are truly diamonds in the rough. Now it is time for me to take those few diamonds and polish them into full-fledge stories.

For those of you that have read through all the bad, good, and ugly stories, thank you for your patronage. Thank you for your patience, likes, and constructive comments. You have helped shape me and my understanding of good storytelling, and I will take what you have taught me into the future.

It is onto bigger and better things now. I’ll be sure to update you when things happen, when things change, when my stories are ready and polished. So, stay tuned. Follow me on Twitter, @regrivett ,so you don’t miss anything.

Again, thank you, dear readers, for everything.

Until next time, good bye.

Win Some, Lose Some

“Mr. Miller? Can you tell me what day it is?”

The light was blinding. I assumed it was a nurse asking me the ridiculous question, but it didn’t explain why I was in a hospital at all. The last thing that I remembered I had passed out after the party. THE PARTY! I HAD WON THE LOTTERY!

“Whoa, Mr. Miller. You can’t get up yet. You need to stay in your bed. You’ve experienced an extremely traumatic event.” Continue reading “Win Some, Lose Some”

The Black Finger

Jon struggled against the bonds that kept his arms behind his back, though he knew that his captures were too smart to leave a way of escape. He couldn’t let them suspect that he knew what was happening. The illusion was his weapon, and with it, he could uncover their secrets and resurrect a fallen world. Continue reading “The Black Finger”

The Bureau Of Superhuman Affairs – Part Three

I had suspected that I would see Dr. Terribleman soon. If he was indeed transforming from villain to hero, I would see him in the city doing something incredible heroic to prove himself. We all did that when we started out. Imagine my surprise when he was doing nothing like that.

At the top of Woodhaven Tower, Terribleman stood on a black cloud and was screaming. His hair had turned white. His lab coat was gone. Instead he wore a silver kilt with golden edging. His gizmos and gadgets were replaced by a tall sceptre with a snake coiled to the top. Continue reading “The Bureau Of Superhuman Affairs – Part Three”

Aliens Have Arrived – Part Two

(Make sure you read Part One before you read this.)

The experts and conspiracy theorists were beside themselves. Never had they considered that alien life would be water-bound life. These squid like creatures planted on our planet and swam in our oceans, breed in our lakes and rivers. And strangely, did not disrupt the ecosystem in the least.

Some thought that they made it better. Continue reading “Aliens Have Arrived – Part Two”

The Face Of A Killer – Part Two

Philip began to pick himself up from the rubble. Though he loathed the gods, he was still fearful in the very presence of one. He assumed that chopping off the head of Zeus would cease the relentless worship by his people, he had never considered the gods would retaliate.

Zeus did not move. Philip armed himself with the temple’s sacred shield and spear, hoping that they would be able to keep him safe should Zeus hurl a lightening bolt. He slowly circled back towards the temple doors. If the shield wouldn’t protect him, perhaps he would be able to escape. But every thought about living through this fled in an instant, as Zeus smirked. Continue reading “The Face Of A Killer – Part Two”

A Future Email – Part Two

(Be sure to read Part One here.)

I hit “send” and the familiar whoosh sound announced that my email was sent. The email that I wrote to my future self. I waited a moment before I went about doing any other work, fully expecting an automated response to come back saying that the email couldn’t be delivered.

I waited, took a sip of my coffee. I leaned back in my chair and stretched. I wondered if Al from accounting had updated the fantasy football pool. I leaned back into my computer to message him. There was an email notification. Continue reading “A Future Email – Part Two”

Galactic Problems

“Species of the Galactic Council, please take your peace.”

The shuffle of feet, hooves, tentacles, and other appendages could be heard throughout the auditorium, somewhat drowning out the other language translations of the announcement. The first session of this annual meeting was about to begin. While not the first session of its history, this would be the first time that the human species was involved in an official capacity.

The announcement was made in English first for our benefit, as was the tradition when new species joined the Galactic Council. Ours would be the 45th galactic species to sign the Galactic Council’s legislation, but we were hesitant. Continue reading “Galactic Problems”

The Coffee Planet – Part Two

(Make sure you read Part One.)

The TimStar Rebellion began as most rebellions do, with death.

The Galactic Queen had served for nearly 100 years. Her body was old and frail. Though the technology existed to repair her, to let her endure for many more years, she decided to let it all go. She slipped away peacefully in her sleep, or so the propaganda told us. Continue reading “The Coffee Planet – Part Two”

The Next Evolutionary Step – Part Two

(Be sure to read Part One to get the whole story.)

My cousins were in shock. They had just seen my father and their father be vaporized by the laser vision of a deer. Like Cyclops from the X-Men, but it was a deer.

I didn’t know what to say. One, because the idea seemed so ludicrous that I didn’t want to address their stupidity. But, two, our dads weren’t back. And my cousins were covered in blood. If it had been deer blood, if they had already skinned and cut up a buck, that would be one thing. Something I would understand, at least. But this was so very different. Continue reading “The Next Evolutionary Step – Part Two”