Fifties by the Fire — a fifty-word, prompt-based writing challenge. Feel free to share your response below, or read and comment to join in on the fun.
Prompt: Write a fifty-word story (or work of CNF, or poem) that incorporates “Blue Valentine” into the piece, somehow. Valentine’s Day is a warm-hearted celebration during the frigid month of February. Perhaps two lovers share a warm embrace out in the cold? Or maybe a friendly interaction melts an individual’s once-cold heart? Any interpretation of the prompt words is fair game.
Here are the other guidelines:
Make sure your piece is exactly fifty words. Feel free to use Word Counter or the word processor you use.
Write a title with the genre in the first line. (Example: At the Drive-In, Fiction)
The title does not factor into the word count.
Good luck and have fun. Happy writing!
Special thanks to John Lightle for providing “Blue Valentine” for our writing prompt.
John Lightle is a Texas writer, poet, and photographer who spends many hours sitting on his woodpile contemplating. When away from his frame shop, he schleps his artwork among area art shows. The job takes him across the countryside, occasionally overseas, photographing the quiet resolve found within the golden hours.
If only! 😄 I don’t know what it was the father/son discussed exactly, but I envisioned them having a conversation while passing the hockey puck back and forth.
I love this!! It reminded me of the movie eternal sunshine of the spotless mind when the two main characters meet on the train. Thank you for sharing (:
Thank you! I’m always drawn to Hemingway’s (apocryphal?) flash fiction: “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” I love trying to tell a story in so few words. Thanks for putting the challenge out there.
Jerry Valentine wrote cards for Hallmark. Naturally, he took a lot of ribbing for his name. But Jerry didn’t mind. Until his girlfriend dumped him on Valentines Day. He went to a bar. A lonely woman sat by him and asked his name. He cringed and said, “Valentine. Blue Valentine.”
Poor Jerry! What a clever story. I like where you took the prompt, Mark! I can see you expanding this one into something longer. Thank you for sharing!
First Heartbreak
“I can’t believe she dumped me on Valentine’s Day, Dad.”
“Come on,” the father said to his son. “I’ve got an idea.”
They slung their old ice skates and hockey sticks over their shoulders, then trudged through the snowy forest to the pond.
The puck passed between them for hours.
In hockey lies all solutions..
If only! 😄 I don’t know what it was the father/son discussed exactly, but I envisioned them having a conversation while passing the hockey puck back and forth.
Sounds like this dad knew from experience what it would take... and got right to it. A lucky boy. Beautiful opening line.
Thanks, Sharron!
That's a good dad! Love this, Justin!
Thank you, Claire!
CONVERSATION ON A PLANE
Are you going to Miami for business or pleasure?
Well, we’re always hoping for pleasure, aren’t we?
Absolutely.
What’s your name?
Valentine. Valentine Blue.
Unusual name.
Yeah. You know. My mother’s idea. 1969.
Right. I was born in that era, too.
What’s your name?
Mystery Rider.
Ah, jeez. I’m sorry.
Haha! Those are some like-minded parents. Fun story, Sharron! I love the way you structured the entire piece as dialogue. Very cool!
Thanks, Justin. You did say open to ANY interpretation, right?
Always, my friend!
Mystery Rider 😂😂 Love it, Sharron!
Thanks, Claire!
Nice spin on the traditional valentine concept, Sharron!
I love this!! It reminded me of the movie eternal sunshine of the spotless mind when the two main characters meet on the train. Thank you for sharing (:
Thanks, Julia. I will look for the movie. Sounds interesting!
You should!! It’s an incredible movie. The main characters are Jim Carrey and Kate Winslet!!
Thin Blue Valentine, Fiction
That time of year again. He was gone, and yet here he remained. Same spot on the same beat.
Wrong place, wrong time. Wrong profession, maybe.
She tugged up her utility belt and adjusted her pistol. The beat waits for no one, neither dead lovers, nor “what might have been.”
This packs a hell of a punch - really enjoyed it. And I love how you set it up. The first paragraph pulled me right in. Thank you for sharing, Teague!
Thank you! I’m always drawn to Hemingway’s (apocryphal?) flash fiction: “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” I love trying to tell a story in so few words. Thanks for putting the challenge out there.
Likewise. Of course - happy to! Hope to see you around again. 😀
Goodness, Teague. What a lot of story in those seven sentences. Excellent!
Thanks! I love trying to write concisely. Fun to craft so much into so little space. Glad you enjoyed it.
Yes!!! This is awesome! Love it, Claire! 🙌 🔥
I Love You, Fiction
“I want to show you something,” says David as he grabs Jennifer’s hand.
“What?”
“See. It shows we are meant to be together.”
He points to the blue valentine made from snow on the ice. He had rescued her after she fell into the ice and they fell in love.
Lovely story, Matthew. I would take the snowy heart as a sign, too! Isn’t the photo beautiful?
Thank you Justin. The photo is beautiful. It's funny how mother nature can create unique things.
Little did she know that falling through the ice would lead straight to falling in love! Great story, Matthew!
Aww.... we always love a rescue story. Thanks Matthew.
My Blue Valentine (fiction poem?)
my blue valentine
you never were mine
and maybe that will be fine
I couldn’t be the one you chose
but you’re still close
and I can’t get my heart to close
when so much was unsaid
and even more undone
I unravel
and I marvel
In my blue valentine
Nice one, Julia! Thanks for sharing with us. 😊
Cute! It has the same feel as the little old-fashioned valentines we received in grade school.
THE ICE MELTS, Fiction
She stood in the freezing cold in front of his apartment. Snow seeped into her boots as he answered the door.
"Alicia?" he gasped.
"You said if we were still single in ten years, we should get married," Alicia smiled.
She pulled a ring out of her pocket. They laughed.
This brought a smile to my face. Loved it, Geoffrey! What a fun story!
Thanks for hosting these!
Love is Poetry
My cardstock is blue,
'cause they ran outta red.
But I solemnly swear it's not all in my head.
The way that I feel can be nothing but true.
You need to know I meant when I said:
If I didn’t have you, I’d probably be dead.
Happy Valentine’s Day
Now THAT's my kind of poetry!
Darned cute if you ask me.
I am Impressed with the rhyming pattern - ABBABB
Thanks, Sharron! I was bound and determined to make the rhyme work 😁
I’m impressed that you incorporated a pattern into this fun poem!
I love this so much!!! Your rhyming pattern is inspiring I want to do this!!
“How many did you get?”
“None.” It happened every year and she was used to it, so why be embarrassed?
(but she was)
She opened her locker and a blue envelope fell out. Frowning, she saw it had her name on it.
The card read: YOU’RE CUTE.
Pink’s overrated anyway.
I enjoyed the story and the twist, Lucy! Great job!
Valentine Loses His Shine - Fiction
Jerry Valentine wrote cards for Hallmark. Naturally, he took a lot of ribbing for his name. But Jerry didn’t mind. Until his girlfriend dumped him on Valentines Day. He went to a bar. A lonely woman sat by him and asked his name. He cringed and said, “Valentine. Blue Valentine.”
Poor Jerry! What a clever story. I like where you took the prompt, Mark! I can see you expanding this one into something longer. Thank you for sharing!
Thanks, Justin. It was tough to whittle it down to 50 words.
Blue Valentine, a poem
I remember that day. I gave you a red rose.
After all, you said “I love you”.
Then my sister told me it was all a pose.
That nothing she said was true.
She plays with people’s minds.
Oh, little broken brother of mine,
You’re just one more blue Valentine.
This is excellent, Mitch! I love the final two lines and the accompanying end rhyme. Thank you for sharing!
Thanks! I enjoyed the challenge.