When Bess looked down at the busy street below the fifteenth-story ledge upon which she was standing, her stomach crowded into her throat blocking any attempt to breathe, her head began floating just a bit to the left of center, her bones turned to ice water, and as she groped with fingers full of pins and needles for a purchase on the open window behind her, she re-evaluated how much influence some other woman’s lying, cheating husband should have on a girl.
This is a one-sentence-story, or as a group of my writing friends like to say, “One and Done.” A one-sentence-story is one sentence that not only paints a vivid picture of what is happening right now, it gives a HINT of what came before and a HINT of what may come after.
All stories are supposed to have a beginning, middle, and end. A-one-sentence story incorporates all three components in just one sentence.
I don’t always succeed, but it’s fun trying. If you’d like to try one, leave it in the comments section. I’d love to read it.