Flash Fiction

Flash Fiction # 2 Entries

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Last week I was the one to decide the prompts of the second challenge in our new Flash Fiction series. Maybe you would think that being the one to draw out the rules would make it easier. Maybe I thought that. It wasn’t.

Topic – A Misunderstanding

Word count – 214

Mood – Hecticity

Genre – Comedy

Here’s what came out of it..

 

Kyle:

There was this festival a few years back, can’t remember what it was called, somewhere up in Yorkshire, in a wood. There had been a misunderstanding and the organisers had thought I was a musician rather than a comic, but I was there anyway, so I might as well go on, and I needed the money.

Stand up never goes down well at music festivals and I was uncharacteristically  nervous. I was on after a band called ‘Crowbar Abortion’  and everyone was very drunk. The crowd hated me and started booing and throwing things at me. Then this bloke climbed up onto the stage, told a joke of his own that offended everybody, and then pulled down his pants and started to pleasure himself. Except he couldn’t get an erection, so he stood there tugging away at his flaccid member and getting a lot more laughs than I was.

Next, this woman, who for some reason was dressed as an aardvark, she’d been dressed like that all day, jumped up on stage, rugby tackled him and started slapping him around the face. This didn’t stop him though, quite the opposite and he  continued to merrily toss himself off as she beat him up. All the while I was still trying to perform my act.

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Jensine:

It started to rain and I really couldn’t bare the thought of taking the bus home. I was running late as it was, getting all those special ingredients for the dinner I had planned had taken so much longer than intended. And now with the rain dripping down my collar and running down my back I’d definitely need a hot shower and a change of clothes before my guests arrived.

As I struggled down the street, lugging all my bags and felling a little bit panicky I couldn’t believe my luck, amongst all the engaged taxis waiting at the traffic lights, one beacon blinked at me letting me know there was a seat free. Quickly before the lights could turn green again and my time-saver would vanish without me I opened up the car door and slipped into the back seat, dumping all my goods around me. A little bit out of breath and wiping the rain from my face I told the driver where to go and sank back into the seat.  As I felt my body relax the driver turned around and a confused looking face appeared before my eyes: “Sorry love this is a driving school car, not a taxi!”

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Myself:

Another spasm hits his left leg and makes his butt jiggle in a very unmanly way. Awkwardly he moves around, trying to disguise it. ”What the HELL is that BUZZING?!” he yells at the old lady who is suspiciously eyeballing him. She grabs a little tighter at the leash of her crusty dog. If she doesn’t get there before they open the buffet, all the crab cakes will be gone.

A thin trail of drool travels from his mouth and down his chin. “Oh dear, I really must be going now. Thank you so much for your help” she says while discretely trying to edge around him. “WOW! Your pony is DIRTY!” he exclaims in amazement while blocking her escape. “Oh, but it’s just that the crab cakes…” “I recommend BUBBLE BATH!!” he proudly cuts her off. “You see, Mildred has become so greedy lately…” she tries again but he is now on his knees, giving the dog what appears to be a thorough examination.

“Oh sweet Jesus, I wonder how today went” she anxiously whispers to herself. Hitting a short moment of clarity he looks up at her and says “don’t worry about it; I gave him his medicine this morning. And thanks for leaving me an aspirin, that headache was KILLING me”.

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So, who wants to make the next challenge??

 

Flash Fiction – A Misunderstanding

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Flash Fiction Challenge # 2

Topic – A Misunderstanding

Word count – 214

Mood – Hecticity

Genre – Comedy

 

Another spasm hits his left leg and makes his butt jiggle in a very unmanly way. Awkwardly he moves around, trying to disguise it. ”What the HELL is that BUZZING?!” he yells at the old lady who is suspiciously eyeballing him. She grabs a little tighter at the leash of her crusty dog. If she doesn’t get there before they open the buffet, all the crab cakes will be gone.

A thin trail of drool travels from his mouth and down his chin. “Oh dear, I really must be going now. Thank you so much for your help” she says while discretely trying to edge around him. “WOW! Your pony is DIRTY!” he exclaims in amazement while blocking her escape. “Oh, but it’s just that the crab cakes…” “I recommend BUBBLE BATH!!” he proudly cuts her off. “You see, Mildred has become so greedy lately…” she tries again but he is now on his knees, giving the dog what appears to be a thorough examination.

“Oh sweet Jesus, I wonder how today went” she anxiously whispers to herself. Hitting a short moment of clarity he looks up at her and says “don’t worry about it; I gave him his medicine this morning. And thanks for leaving me an aspirin, that headache was KILLING me”.

 

 

Flash Fiction Challenge #2

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Hello.. Hello.. Is this thing on?

Welcome to another round of Flaaaaassh Fictiioooon Challeeeeeeeenge!! I know, I got carried away..

This week I hope more people will join the fun of squeezing a story – even if you have never tried this before, just throw yourself into it and see what weirdness might come out on the other side.

Whatever you come up with, post it on your own blog as well as in the comment section here by Thursday 5th (considering the zones of the whole world, this is a pretty stretched deadline) and then I will put them all in one post on Friday.

Will we then create a poll do decide a winner, just pick someone random to choose the next challenge or sit down in a hippie-style circle and agree that we are all very good..? I don’t know. First of all, let’s just focus on writing and then we will see, mkay..

 

To the prompt:

Topic – A Misunderstanding

Word count – 214

Mood – Hecticity

Genre – Comedy

 

Please, do participate and make others do the same – last week was really fun and it would be even more fun if even more people would join. Seriously!

Good luck or have fun or break a leg – whatever you fancy writers say ;)

Flash Fiction – Wasted Time

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A few days ago I was given a challenge by the amazingly talented Moses to write Flash Fiction. I have never done so before, which of course is the perfect reason to accept anything really.

This is our first one but I have a feeling there will be others and so I invite anyone reading this to join in the fun.

I must say, this has really been a challenge and I definitely feel like a beginner. But it has also been so much fun and I’m excited to dive deeper into this newfound universe of writing.

So, to the writing.

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Flash Fiction

Topic – Wasted Time

Word count – 120

Mood – Raw Emotion

Genre – Realistic Fiction

A surreal desperation is echoing a scream inside him. All this time he had thought that he was on the way to something great. A dream he never created, justified procrastination. A lie.

He closes his eyes, overwhelmed with a sudden nausea, the scream threatening to blow his entire body to pieces. Now he is stuck in this mediocrity. Middle aged and alone. With a memory of how it could have been. How it should have been. How it never will be again.

He picks up the article. ”How can you be dead?” he whispers to the picture of her face. The scream reaches his lips and his whole world is an icy explosion. Frozen ashes of a life wasted.

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Feel very free to comment, it would be great to get some critique :)

And also, go check out the other entries here, I’m very excited to read them myself!

And last, do join in!!