Tuesday, March 22, 2011

David Lynch Fiction Prompt

I love David Lynch's work. I wouldn't say I'm an expert on it or anything--or even that I've seen everything he's ever done--but I greatly respect the man because I feel like he's someone who has true vision, style, and an incredibly unique point of view. Sometimes, this means I have no idea what on God's green earth is going on in his movies. But, like I said, I respect that.

Yesterday, I saw this tweet from him:
You must be able to get to NYC on your own to win.
I scrolled down a bit and realized that he was tweeting about a contest. However, for some reason, that tweet on its own really struck me as what could be a great beginning to a very Lynchian short story.

So I thought, why not make it one? This is where you come in, too! Use Mr. Lynch's tweet as the first line of a short story or poem, 150 words or less. See if you can embody some of Lynch's unique surreal/horror/dark comedy point-of-view in your work. And then post what you come up with in the comments below! I'll post mine too a bit later on in the day.

Show me what you got, you crazy, cool, creative people.

1 comment:

  1. Okay, okay. I'll start. Here's my little piece:

    You must be able to get to NYC on your own to win. Otherwise, where are you? Are you stuck in a traffic jam on a Los Angeles highway, waiting for the darkest angel in the city to swallow you whole and spit back the pre-packaged version of you? Are you counting raindrops in London, trying to create meaningful equations out of the endless cycle of condensation? Are you channeling gods in Athens, firing off lightning bolts of jealousy?

    Wherever you are, find a way to get here. Alone. We can show you what it is. To win.

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