Hey, everyone, I thought I’d try something a little different today, so I’ve sat down and written a drabble story. For those who don’t know, a drabble is a story that is 100 words long. No more, no less. If you want to learn more about it, head on over HERE.
Anyway, here you go. I hope you like it.
THE GUN
“C’mon, little girl,” the bandit said. “Lower that piece. You ain’t no killer.”
Calie was only a child. She’d been minding the sheep when the first shot rang out, and then watched in shadow as outlaws took everything worth carrying before leaving. One bandit had stuck around, for reasons she didn’t want to ponder.
They hadn’t found her daddy’s gun, though. When Calie snuck in and grabbed it, its smooth sandalwood handle burned against her palm.
The bandit spit on the ground. “You won’t shoot me. You can’t.”
The gun thundered, making him a liar as well as a murderer.
I liked it sir. Well done.
Nice! Do it again!
Thanks, I will. I’ve been reading a lot of drabble today, and some people take the brevity so seriously that what they write starts to read like free verse poetry, and I don’t care for that. I want my stories to feel meaty and solid, even if they’re only 100 words long. I look forward to working in this format again.
I think I’ve been lucky. Most of my exposure to drabbles have been ones selected by Norm on the Drabblecast, so I’m pretty roundly impressed with them.