DEAR DIARY
NYC Midnight Flash Fiction 2021 — Round 2 — Day 2
The Comb’s method saves the day
Saturday was a bust. I wrote lots of stories. The problem was not any were romantic comedies. It’s just not in my veins. Romance and comedy aren’t part of my repertoire.
I was at a complete impasse. I couldn’t find a storyline I liked. A game show? A romantic comedy? I wanted to write a dark story, set in a bar, with a lot of booze and swearing and shit.
That’s my kind of life.
Instead of just blindly giving up, I listened to Medium’s version of Yoda — Paul Combs — and started my Sunday with four double espressos and an equal amount of Bailey’s. I believe that is hardcore Comb’s method — maybe even a step or two above the recommended starting point, but it worked. The ideas flew, and I will recommend the Comb’s method to everybody.
I now have a story that’s almost a romantic comedy. Well, not very close to a trad RomCom, but it’s a modern uptake on the RomCom that we know and despise. (Or at least I despise it.)
Now I have to edit it down and make sure it all makes sense in my bacon grease-induced sobriety.
Paul Mansfield is a writer, a photographer, a guitar player, a philosopher — some he does well, some not so well, but he still tries them all. You can follow him on Twitter @pmansfield.
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