Personally Training

Last night at ten o'clock, I got my assigned genre and subject for a week-long short story writing contest. I spent all day today sleeping in, brainstorming, and churning out a first draft that I'm reasonably proud of. It doesn't have the kick that I'd ideally like it to have, but since comedies about personal trainers were never really my strongest area, it'll do.

There are a total of 30 different heats, each with a different assignment. Some of them immediately gave me interesting ideas that I may write about, if only just for fun. For example;
- fantasy about the trunk of a car
- horror about a remote control
- suspense about a locker
- fantasy about digging
- sci-fi about a diner
- drama about a stopwatch
- horror about breakfast

I think it's somewhat appropriate, though, that I got this assignment. Seeing as how I'm completely out of my element with this genre and subject, it's good practice to test my ability to be creative. Here I was assigned to write about a Personal Trainer, and it's me that's personally training. That's almost good enough for Hallmark, isn't it?