Story Words
Very short fiction, written on the fly, from words submitted by readers.
© 2002, 2003, 2004 Jay Lake


Saturday, March 27, 2004
Scriven

Scriven was boy so thin they told him not to stand sideways in the wind. He walked the fields and farms of his native country, marking mysterious little sigils on the rock walls in a language of his own devising. They told him not to do that, either, but Scriven was simple of mind -- or perhaps complex -- that he paid them no heed, not even when they beat him.

Eventually the beatings stopped, but the sigils did not.

Scriven grew to a man so tall the women joked of bean poles and boats' masts and wondered secretly if all of him were as long as his shanks. But he was still thin as a chalk line, and he still wandered the land thinking his simple -- or perhaps complex -- thoughts, and scratching on rocks.

It eventually happened that the flowering girlfriend of a boat-owning bully found infatuation with Scriven. The bully did not care for this state of affairs and challenged Scriven to a fight. Scriven just stepped around him and kept walking. After the three challenges required by custom and tale, the bully struck Scriven from behind, carried the thin man to his boat, and set out to sea on an angry wind to throw his erstwhile rival in love overboard.

When Scriven met the sea, salt-wet for the first time in his life, he screamed like a broken-backed rabbit, then slipped between the waves as if he were a fired arrow. That was when the people of his native country first began to learn that Scriven's sigils were little traps or terrors for the demons which had crept into the land. For the sake of pride and a false declaration of love, all was lost, until nothing was left but smoking ashes of houses and broken stones with traces of sigils upon them.


Friday, March 26, 2004
Polymath

"Math is boring!"

"What, 'let's go to the mall?'"

"No, it's just boring."

"There's worse things in life."

"Yeah?"

"There's always...polymath."

"Huh."

"That's like, you know, lots of math. Done by real smart people."

"Look, I've got this homework..."

"Quadratics, man, become, like, polyquadratics. Which is a lot of quads."

"I'm sorry I brought this up."

"Don't even get me started on polytrig."

"Too late."

"And then..."


Thursday, March 25, 2004
Oligochaetologists

Worming their way through the tracks and castings of yet another ancient culture, the two oligochaetologists eventually split. Each half grew a new head, so that they become multiple, and wiser, and gave thanks that God loved them so much that He made them nearly infinite within the bounded world. Knowledge, sadly, remained as elusive as ever.

("Oligochaetologists" courtesy of AnnaH)


Wednesday, March 24, 2004
Wizened

Young and foolish girls eventually become wizened women only by walking a long, hard road of the heart. With luck, they tarry a while in fields of joy along the way.

("Wizened" courtesy of AnnaH)


Tuesday, March 23, 2004
Postcolonialism

Postcolonalism is the worst form of forest exploitation.


Monday, March 22, 2004
Brevity

See wit, soul of.


Sunday, March 21, 2004
Lassitude

The lassitude was the least-known tool in the kit of the Western cowboy, most often employed when the dogies were lowing by the water and Slim or Fat Frank or somebody with a name like that was plucking on the guitar and singing songs about moonlight and women. Today the lassitude survives primarily in the form of the television remote control.


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Q: What is this?
A: A fiction experiment. Every day, people email me words. At some random point in the day, I pick a word, write a quick story about it on the spot, and post it unedited (except for a quick typo patrol).

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