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by Jessica Nelson
I imagine your first thought upon seeing this post title is Awesome internal rhyme! I imagine your second is What the heck is a drabble?
Allow me to introduce you to the shortest form of short stories. A drabble is a story that is exactly 100 words. No more, no less.
“Why would I ever want to write a drabbble?”
Funny you should ask that. Here’s why:
Drabbles force you to write your story succinctly. There can be no extra fluff. Every word must advance your story. Every word must be carefully chosen to describe as much as possible by saying as little as possible, because you only have 100 words to play around with. That’s it.
Short stories, by nature, tend to be character driven. As the shortest category of short story, drabbles demand that you get down to the nitty-gritty of your character. You have to find out what makes your character tick and convey that to the reader in less space than most scholarship essays.
Since this is a short story, our friend Rhonda Browning White reminds us to keep these things in mind:
  •  One consciousness (point of view)
  • One central action
  • One major change in the life of the character
  • A single emotional impact
  • A single understanding

She also reminds us to “use our zoom lens:”

  • Focus on one specific moment in time and/or place
  • Start at the flashpoint—the instant when something is different
  • Focus on one simple plot line
  • Focus on one main character
  • Focus on one internal conflict and one external conflict
Drabbles are the ultimate test for a writer. It’s easy to tell a full story in 1000, 5000, or 80,000 words. You have all the time in the world to move your characters around and reveal who they are. To do all that in 100 words tests your very nature as a writer. As writers, we tend to be wordy and long-winded, waxing poetic about the sunset at the beach or the less-than-pleasant fragrance of our character’s son’s gym bag after a week in his locker. (If that last sentence had been part of my drabble, I would have used up a third of my available space.)
The best way to start a drabble is to begin as you would any other short story. Just start writing. Word vomit all over the page, and get everything out. Once that is done, we can get to the hard part.
Here’s my example:
          Kara clutched the gun in her sweaty palm, her trembling finger resting on the trigger. Part of her worried that the gun would accidently go off. A larger part of her just didn’t care anymore. That part of her played words on loop like a broken record, over and over again.
          I’m sorry, Mrs. Peters, but the insurance won’t pay any more. Unless you can find the money to keep up the payments on your own, we have to send him home.
          Her jaw clenched as she saw her son in her mind’s eye. He was lying in a hospital bed, surrounded by beeping machines and tubes that tangled all around him. His hair was gone, and his face was gaunt, but still he smiled at her, his big blue eyes shining with warmth and love.
          It’ll be okay, Momma. It will.
          An errant tear ran down Kara’s cheek. She sniffled, then lifted her chin and deliberately pulled back the hammer. “Put the money in the bag,” she said. “Now.”
 Not bad, if I do say so myself. There’s not an exceptional amount of plot going on here. It’s almost like a snapshot from a longer story, but that’s okay. You can still infer what the big picture is from this brief excerpt. Now, here’s the thing: that version is 170 words long. Not a drabble—yet.
Let’s try again.
           Palms sweaty, Kara clutched the gun in her sweaty palm, her trembling finger resting on the trigger. Part of her worried that about the gun would accidentally go off accidentally firing. A larger Part of her just didn’t care anymore. That part of her played words on loop like a broken record, over and over again.
          Words echoed through her mind. I’m sorry, Mrs. Peters, but the insurance won’t pay anymore. Unless you can find the money to keep up the payments on your own pay yourself, we have to send him home he can’t stay here.
          Her jaw clenched as she saw her son in her mind’s eye. Jaw clenching, she envisioned her son. Head bald and cheeks gaunt, he was lying lay in a hospital bed surrounded by beeping machines and tubes that tangled all around him. His hair was gone and his face was gaunt, but still he smiled at her, his big blue eyes shining with warmth and love.
          He smiled. It’ll be okay, Momma. It will.
          An errant tear ran down Kara’s cheek. She sniffled, then lifted her chin, and deliberately pulled back the hammer cocked the gun. “Put the money in the bag,” she said. “Now.”
This is what you’ll see if you use Microsoft Word’s Tracking Feature. It’ll keep track of your edits, and for our purposes, allows you to see just how much I had to take out and all the things that were rephrased. By keeping myself to a firm 100-word limit, I had to think outside the box to get my point across.
Let’s take a look at it without all the marks. Here’s the final product:
           Palms sweaty, Kara clutched the gun, her trembling finger on the trigger. Part of her worried about the gun accidentally firing. Part of her didn’t care.
          Words echoed through her mind. I’m sorry, but the insurance won’t pay anymore. Unless you can find the money to pay yourself, he can’t stay here.
          Jaw clenching, she envisioned her son. Head bald and cheeks gaunt, he lay in a hospital bed surrounded by beeping machines and tubes.
          He smiled. It’ll be okay, Momma. It will.
          She sniffled, lifted her chin, and deliberately cocked the gun. “Put the money in the bag. Now.”
Eureka! 100 words. Is it super frilly? No. But does it tell enough of the story that you understand what is happening? Yes.
Perhaps that Great American Novel you’re working on needs some bells and whistles. Truth be told, it probably does. But much like cars, if your story has an exorbitant amount of them, your reader will get frustrated. Use drabbles as an exercise in brevity and succinctness. It will greatly improve your writing and please your reader—and your editor!
Now, I challenge you to try it. Write your own drabble, and leave it in the comments here for a chance to win a 1000-word free edit! This contest will run until Saturday, July 12, at 12:00am Eastern Time. May the best drabble win!
And for more information about how to use the Microsoft Tracking Feature, email me at jgirl126@gmail.com for a How-To manual.
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15 thoughts on “Let’s Dabble in Drabbles!”

  1. salou says:
    July 10, 2014 at 3:11 pm

    My brother John had a weekend paper route. He trained me to take over, demonstrating the proper technique.
    “Throw underhanded. If they land in shrubs, fetch ‘em and set ‘em on their porch. You see Mr. Jones’ house?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Don’t throw hard. He might yell. Throw it easy.”
    “Why?”
    “He hates noise.”
    For two weeks, I took over. I got to Mr. Jones’ house, lollygagging along. I reared back and tossed with all my might. I cringed, waiting for a loud “thwack!” But his door was wide open. The newspaper flew down his hallway. I couldn’t wait to tell John!

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  2. Sandy Tritt says:
    July 10, 2014 at 3:21 pm

    Makes me laugh. Great post. Thanks for submitting.

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  3. Janet, says:
    July 11, 2014 at 1:07 pm

    Hi Sandy! I love a challenge. I don't usually write short stories, but here's my little drabble.

    Sally’s shaking hand turned the doorknob. She snuck her head through the opening, snapped on her flashlight and slipped inside.
    She was out of a job and the $1000 prize for spending the night in the haunted house gave her the courage she needed.
    She didn’t venture a foot farther than necessary. She placed her sleeping bag up tight against the front door, zipped herself inside and shut one eye – piece of cake, she thought.
    Early next morning, amidst swirls of fog, the only things found were her empty sleeping bag, cake crumbs and a note that said, “Whoooo’s next?”

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  4. Sandy Tritt says:
    July 11, 2014 at 1:15 pm

    Yikes! Scares me!

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  5. Briana Gilmore says:
    July 12, 2014 at 2:10 am

    The seniors were excited. At 11:11 our soul mates names would appear on our arms. I looked at Veronica. She was the most popular girl in school and as captain of the football team, we should be together. Catching my gaze, she winked at me. The clock showed 11:11, but I didn't check the name. Veronica ran towards me and my open arms.
    She ran past me and to my best bro! My pride shattered.
    "What?! Then who-"
    "Turn around jock."
    I turned to my favorite victim, Aaron.
    "What do you…" He held his arm out.
    Bryan Miles.
    My name

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  6. Sandy Tritt says:
    July 12, 2014 at 9:30 pm

    Oh, my! Makes me laugh out loud. Thanks for submitting.

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  7. Jessi says:
    July 14, 2014 at 6:30 pm

    Such a cute story! I laughed so hard, because I can imagine that actually happening! Thank you for sharing it with us!

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  8. Jessi says:
    July 14, 2014 at 6:31 pm

    Ooh, deliciously creepy! You did a nice job weaving in her backstory. I loved the little detail about the cake crumbs!

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  9. Jessi says:
    July 14, 2014 at 6:34 pm

    This is so cool! Loved the irony. It would be great if you extended it into a short story! *wink-wink, nudge-nudge* Thanks for posting!

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  10. Jessi says:
    July 15, 2014 at 6:58 pm

    Congratulations! You are a runner-up in this contest! Email me at jgirl126@gmail.com so we can get your prize in the mail!

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  11. Jessi says:
    July 15, 2014 at 6:59 pm

    Congratulations! You are our winner!

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  12. Jessi says:
    July 15, 2014 at 7:02 pm

    Congratulations! You are a runner-up! 😀

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  13. salou says:
    July 15, 2014 at 7:16 pm

    Congratulations Janet!!!

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  14. salou says:
    July 15, 2014 at 7:18 pm

    Thanks so much! And for the prompt on the "drabble" business. Makes me think of dribble which makes me think I need a handkerchief!

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  15. Jessi says:
    July 16, 2014 at 4:19 pm

    You're welcome!

    Haha! I never thought of that particular word association before.

    Make sure you keep an eye on the blog for more contests!

    Reply

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