I recently read a batch of short stories, and I was amazed by how little they had to say. Even for their length, only half a page typed, I assumed the stories would be devoid of details as their respective authors tried to pack as many relevant details into the story as possible. Oddly enough, these stories were the opposite, where the plots are rather bare, but there are more details that seem irrelevant. It feels like I'm being shown a skeleton (as you would see in a textbook, not a crime scene) with bits of muscle, organs and flesh in only a few select places and I'm expected to figure out how the entire being looks.
I was initially annoyed by this lack of information, but now I'm thrilled to read short stories like these. As I read, my imagination is allowed to wander. I can make these stories relevant to my own life whether the writer intended them to be or not. I would love to write short stories myself to similarly help other readers, but I'm afraid my writing style is too real. I feel like I've let myself down if I don't include every important detail. I guess it's something else to work on.
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