Welcome to the fifth in the new series: 5pm Fiction.
Late April 2011 I discovered
and the project that is to write 31 stories in 31 days. Anyone who knows me or follows this blog, knows how passionate I am about short stories so my clichéd eyes lit up at this new marvel. And just a few days later there I was, breathing life into new characters. This went on to become (with some editing of course) my 31-story collection eBook Story A Day May 2011.
I was nearing completion of the 2012 project when I decided that I didn’t want to stop at the end of May so 5PM Fiction was born. I put a load of prompts on the 5PM Fiction page and today’s prompt was to write a story including a set of keywords; tablet, typewriter, bigger, value, clap. So here is my 365-worder.
Joining the 21st Century
Stan looked back at the typewriter and sighed. He was already behind schedule and knew that even if he could rattle out a couple of thousand words a day, his agent, Delores Cooper, would be at him to work quicker.
“You need to get yourself a computer,” she’d said. “It’ll be more productive.”
Stan couldn’t see how, he’d be typing at the same speed. If the words weren’t coming out from his brain it wouldn’t matter what sort of keyboard his fingers hovered over. But they were sore from slipping between the letters. So really there was no choice. His grandson could show him how it worked… 8 vs 80. He felt like a child himself.
“You could email your manuscript to me,” Delores had added, her eyes looking even bigger and scarier than normal.
Stan wasn’t sure now why she’d taken him on. She clearly saw something of value in his novel that he couldn’t. “You’re just being a writer,” he said to himself and he liked the thought of that. A writer. He had no day job so he could say he was. He pictured his passport, long out of date, stating it. He also imagined his picture alongside, grinning. He’d grin, to match, to the border guard who’d refuse him entry and they’d escort him away, the muscled arms of two security officers, one either side of him, lifting him off the floor. He’d be swept along, feet dangling and pretend he was parachuting down onto enemy territory in the dead of night like an undercover spy.
Stan did grin, there and then, and clapped too when the rest of his novel came to him. After making some scribbled notes, he made a call.
“Hello, Nathan. Are you busy on Saturday? Oh, great. Can we go shopping?”
Stan laughed as his grandson cheered, then after he’d told Nathan why, pulled the phone away from his ear as the boy squealed. “Well, Nathan, it’s time I joined the 21st Century.”
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