So, I love the predictive text meme, where you tell a short little story or poem or sentence based on the predictive text your phone or mobile device gives you —
Like, last week, one was to type in “I was born” and then let predictive text fill in your autobiography, and mine came up with:
“I was born a perfectionist and a monster
I had no idea what I was doing”
And I thought, goddamn, that’s fucking good.
That’s “opening line of a memorable novel” good.
So, let’s play with predictive text here today.
Start with the words, “Once upon a time,” and then let predictive text take over the story. Keep tapping the predicted words (you should get three choices, I think, at least you do on an iPhone) until you’re satisfied with the story. Note: we’re not really looking for complete stories here, just a sentence that could serve as an interesting opening line or weird little narrative. We’re doing this in part because a good number of you are, I’m guessing, neck-deep in NaNoWriMo, so this should serve as a fast and easy steam-release of storytelling fun.
You can drop your predictive tales right into the comments below.
[My example: “Once upon a time I had a great idea, and when it got to the end, the first person who wrote it out for me died.” Commas added by me, not the predictive text.]
[EDIT: Interestingly, you can also change the predictive story by adding bits to Once upon a time — such as, “Once upon a time there was,” or “Once upon a time I was” etc.etc.]
122 responses to “Flash Fiction Challenge: Predictive Text Fun”
Once upon a time, I got talked into going to this one Christmas party with some friends of mine and saw one guy enjoying his holiday gift in the form of a hot brunette who allowed that guy to probe her pussy which made me get naked and play with my schlong just before this one other babe with dark hair got in front of me and grabbed my butt while I was giving her some anal sex and watching everyone else enjoy themselves as well.
Once upon a time when you were a little bit of a new one on my face in the middle of a few of the most amazing women who have not been able to make me feel them in the same thing as the best of luck with the same thing as a friend who was the first one to be a part of my life