Hello SErs! Harmony here. I hope this finds you all well. Welcome to the third in a four-part series on writing flash fiction. If you missed the first part, you can find it HERE. And the second part HERE. So far, we have looked at creating a hook with a character who needs something. Then we looked at giving that character a problem to meeting that desire, and we looked at writing our story beginnings. This week, we look at escalation. The initial problem gets a little worse, and then it gets a whole lot worse, shoving that desire right out of reach. This will form the crux of your story middle and ramps the tension way up.
For the middle, you will use the majority of your word allowance. And if you went under your 150 words on the beginning, you get more space here. At this point, we need to raise the stakes by adding complications. Here are my examples …
Groom = wants to get to his wedding + wakens in a rest area with no idea where he is … Escalation (1) small escalation = he discovers a tattoo on his buttocks, bearing the name of his ex.
Escalation (2) large escalation = Tries to remove it with salt and makes it look worse. Goes to a tattooist who uses salabration. Ends up with a fever.
Kidnapped Teen = survival + he’ll kill her no matter how good she is … escalation (1) = he chains her to the wall instead of just locking the door.
Escalation (2) = He comes back with a syringe full of Pavulon and potassium chloride, with which he intends to kill her.
Psychopathic Counsellor = To inflict pain + feels physical agony whenever he inflicts emotional pain on his patients … escalation (1) = When he tells his patient she has to go, and stands to force her, the pain makes him pass out.
Escalation (2) = When he comes to, he’s wet himself, and she’s sitting there with a knowing smile. Then she opens the door and lets in all of his previous victims.
Sociopathic Author = Fame + his characters come to life … escalation (POV of characters not author) (1) = As soon as he awakens, he can control them just like in his books.
Escalation (2) = He forces them to do his dirty work out in the real world.
Now you have this information, it’s time to write out your story middles. You need to leave 50 words clear for your ending, which you will write as tightly as you can. The ending wants to be a short, sharp twist.
So, the word count here is dependent upon how many you used on your beginning. With the kidnapped teen, I used 47 words, which leaves me up to 403 words here. To save you having to go back to the last post, I give the beginning here, and then go into the middle …
‘Ouch.’ Tanya flinched. ‘What was that for? I’ve been good, haven’t I?’
Her captor smiled, which made him look even eviler. ‘Oh, yes, very good.’
‘So will you let me go now?’
The awful smile faded. Something much worse replaced it. ‘Silly girl. You’re not going anywhere.’
His mouth pinched, and his jawline became hard and distinct. Tanya ground her teeth while looking away and down at the floor, arms crossed protectively. Then he rattled a chain, mocking her, and her eyes jerked up. ‘No. No-no-nonono.’ Frantic, she shook her head and backed away, hands held up in front of her to ward him off. All to no avail. One hard slap was all it took. Within seconds, he had her chained to the wall. Tanya managed to hold in her sobs until he’d locked the door behind him, leaving her utterly alone with her terror and dejection.
If she hadn’t managed to escape from the locked room, how would she ever get out of the chains? A lump formed in her tight throat, and heat burned the backs of her eyelids. She shook her head. A week ago, she’d been walking to school as usual. And then this fat, ugly bloke with halitosis had pulled up in his white van and dragged her into the back.
At the awful memories of what had followed, Tanya clenched her knees and fought down the bile that had risen halfway up her throat. She had to get out of here. After a few minutes of twisting and turning her wrists, trying to escape the binding chain, her wrists bled and smarted. When her frantic struggles ceased, she became aware of how much noise she must have made.
The lock in the door clicked. Her captor had returned. He never came back this quickly after having his fun with her. She flinched and cringed against the wall, trying to disappear into the brick. He stalked up to her, syringe in hand. Her focus locked onto the long needle, which glinted in the glow from the light-bulb. ‘Wh-what’s that?’
In front of her, so close that she gagged at the stink of him, he planted his feet wide apart and waved the syringe from side to side. Her eyes tracked it. ‘This, my dear, is time to say goodbye. I have Pavulon and potassium chloride. They use this in lethal injections. Of course, they also include sodium thiopental, but I want you awake for this.’
(364 Words) + (47) = (411) = 89 to finish.
Okay, that’s it for this post. Next time, we look at resolution, where you get them out of their dire circumstances and finish up. And you get to write your story ending. Have fun!