Category Archives: Flash Fiction

Wisdom from a Chair?

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Me: pacing the floor.

Chair: There she goes, again.

Me: looking out the back door, watching rain come down in torrents.

Chair: She thinks pacing and looking out the door will help.

Me: looking out the front door, watching rain come down, flooding the yard and street.

Chair: Hey, stop with the pacing, already!

Me: stops in front of the TV to check weather radar

Chair: Yeah, it’s raining out there, settle down!

Me: looking in junk drawer for flashlight, checking for batteries, not finding any.

Chair: (sigh) Would you just come sit down? I’m nice and comfortable.

Me: looking around the room. “Did someone say something?”

Chair: Oops…

Me: speaking to room, “Okay, you ghosts, I know you’re there.”

Chair: Sheesh, she blames everything on the house ghosts.

Me: jumping at the sound of crashing thunder. “That was close. Come on, Cricket, let’s go hide.”

Chair: I give up.

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© 2017 BS

AS STILL as a CORPSE – for TWITTERING TALES # 43

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AS STILL as a CORPSE – for TWITTERING TALES # 43

Twittering Tale #43 – 1 August 2017

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Twittering Tales is telling a very short story in 140 characters or less, using a photo prompt. Join in the fun by clicking the above link for details. See other entries, also.

Thanks for hosting the challenge, Kat!

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AS STILL as a CORPSE

After practicing his ink art on cadavers,
Gramps was happy to have his first live client.

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~ word count = 88

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© 2017 BS

 

LIMBER LIMBERT – for STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS SATURDAY

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LIMBER LIMBERT – for STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS SATURDAY

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 29/17

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Today’s prompt word is ‘limb’. We can use this word any way we want. To join in, just click the above link for details. See other entries there, too! Stream of consciousness writing is to write freely, about whatever comes to mind. For this challenge, we can edit typos, but otherwise it’s all just SOC style. This silly little story is exactly that. Enjoy! 🙂

P.S. – try it, it’s fun!

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LIMBER LIMBERT

Limber Limbert, the lumberjack, was the most limber of all the lumberjacks in the world. He won many medals for his craft. As a big dude, he’d lumber up to the lumber and start cutting off all the limbs he could find. Every time a tree would fall, he’d holler, “Limber!”, so the wood wouldn’t fall on anyone.

Using his limber limbs, he would contort himself around and around the trunks and limbs of the trees. When he was done with de-limb-ing the tree, it would all be made into lumber. He finally started his very own business. He called it, “Limbert’s Lumber and Limbs”. On the side, he’d carve wooden limb-legs for those who needed an extra limb or two. These carved limbs were made to order, and resembled little totem poles.

All in all, limber Limbert’s life was a success.

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**photo = trimming the limbs from my dad’s trees, many years ago. 🙂

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© 2017 BS

NONE LEFT BEHIND – for TWITTERING TALES #40

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NONE LEFT BEHIND – for TWITTERING TALES #40

Twittering Tale #40 – 11 July 2017

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In this challenge, we are to write a short story in 140 characters or less, using the photo prompt. To join in, and also to see other entries, just click the above link. 🙂

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None Left Behind

click – tss
click – tss
click – tss
No one was left to change the record
When the Rapture occurred
No one was left behind
Amen

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character count = 121

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© 2017 BS

NOW YOU SEE IT – NOW YOU DON’T – for FFfAW

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NOW YOU SEE IT – NOW YOU DON’T – for FFfAW photo-20160724072916278

https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2016/08/22/fffaw-challenge-week-of-august-23-2016/

This story is written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers challenge. It is a photo prompt, and should be no longer than 175 words in length. Enjoy!

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NOW YOU SEE IT – NOW YOU DON’T

“There’s his old pocket watch,” I hollered, as I dove for it, tackling it like a pro football player, before it could get away.

My family, I’ll admit, are a greedy bunch of gold-diggers, always looking for something for nothing, as the saying goes. So, when Gramps passed on, the will reading came as no surprise. We were all to gather out at the old homestead for a treasure hunt to beat all treasure hunts.

Gramps had hidden all his earthly treasures, and we had to find what we could. A time limit of two hours was specified. Any unfound goodies were to be donated to charity. So, we all began looking, inside, outside…everywhere.

But, something strange happened. As the items were found, they would be snatched away by an invisible hand, never to be seen again.

“What the heck, Gramps,” we wondered, but kept looking, grabbing what we could find.

When the two hours were up, we had nothing. I swear we heard Gramps laughing from beyond, as we trudged back to our cars.

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word count = 175

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© 2016 BS

 

 

THE BIG ESCAPE – FFfAW – WEEK of AUGUST 9, 2016

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THE BIG ESCAPE – FFfAW – WEEK of AUGUST 9, 2016 photo-20160724072916278

This is my entry in the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers photo Challenge. We write a short piece of no more than 175 words about the photo provided.

To join in, and see other’s entries, click the link below:

https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2016/08/08/fffaw-challenge-week-of-august-9-2016/#8230

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photo by Yinglan

THE BIG ESCAPE

Turned loose in a large green field, the game players ran around willy-nilly. All the rules and regimentation were forgotten in this first taste of freedom. They shouted, and laughed, and kicked all the balls as hard as they wanted to.

There were no grown-ups telling them how to behave. Their uniforms became grass-stained, their shoes muddy, but they didn’t care. This was living!

After awhile they became tired and thirsty. This was a new feeling…uncomfortable. Looking around for an answer to their unanticipated quandary, they became worried. How would they get back home? Where was their home?

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Back at the activities center, John and Joe looked at the game table.

“What happened to all the little foosball men?” John asked.

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word count = 170

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© 2016 BS

 

DIG – for FFfAW – FLASH FICTION for ASPIRING WRITERS – 7/26/16

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DIG – FOR FFfAW – FLASH FICTION for ASPIRING WRITERS – 7/26/16 photo-20160724072916278

This is a Flash Fiction Challenge. We are given a prompt photo to write something about, using between 75-100 words (plus or minus 25).

Find out more about this challenge by clicking below:

https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2016/07/25/fffaw-challenge-week-of-july-26-2016/

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photo provided by Louise, with the Storyteller’s Abode

DIG

Dig, hoe, rake, plant

Dig, hoe, rake, plant

Jim Bob felt like an automaton, now, just like everyone else.

Dig, hoe, rake, plant

Straight rows, down the line, even spaces, he was not allowed to stop.

Strange voices, weird food, sickening smells…just keep going.

The plants talk to him, chanting…

Dig hoe, rake, plant

The aliens look on, and revel in their take-over of the Earthlings.

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word count = 123

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© 2016 BS

TAKE A CHANCE – JUST DANCE

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TAKE A CHANCE – JUST DANCE

This is for the Wordle # 116 challenge. We are to take at least 10 words, from a given list, to create a story, poem, or art, using these words.

The words list this time is as follows: Starch, Trample, Protean (means versatile), Walnut, Strop (a strip of flexible material for sharpening razors, etc.), Staccato, Waltz, Churn, Wallflower, Dummy, Fireworks, Proboscis (nose).

Find out more about the challenge, see other’s entries, and join in the fun by clicking the link below:

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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/07/04/wordle-116-july-4th-2016/

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TAKE A CHANCE – JUST DANCE

So, it was the fourth of July, and I happened to get invited to a party. Don’t ask me why. I’m not a very protean kind of person. Most everyone knows I churn with anxiety at public functions. You can count on me to be lurking on the edges of the crowd, being my usual wallflower self. You know, just observing the attendees who are having all kinds of fun. Sometimes, it’s funny to watch them trample over each other when they’ve had too much spiked punch and rum cake.

I told myself to stop being a dummy, just go enjoy myself for a change. Well, after my pep talk, I stiffened my resolve like starch, put on my best party dress, and high-heels, and stuck my proboscis up in the air like I was royalty. Marching into the ballroom, my stiletto heels were clicking a staccato  rhythm, which caused everyone to turn their heads toward me. I gulped, and then smiled. I was shaking inside, but they didn’t have to know that.

After a few minutes, a nice fellow asked me to join him in a dance. It was the waltz, thank goodness, as that’s the only kind I know how to do. The mirror ball on the ceiling caught the colored lights in just the perfect way to shine pretty fireworks onto my walnut colored hair, which thankfully I’d washed just this morning.

All in all, I had a great time, in spite of my need to calm my nerves. Next time will be easier, I’m sure.

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© 2016 BS

 

WINNER – for MINDLOVEMISERY’SMENAGERIE -WORDLE # 114

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WINNER – for MINDLOVEMISERY’SMENAGERIE – WORDLE # 114 cropped-grunge-landscape2

For this challenge we are to use at least 10 words that have been provided in a list, to create a story or poem. Here are the words in the list: elderberry, climate, cerise, atrabilious, length, random, dream, obstruct, singe, hesitation, license, fugitive.

To find out how to join in the challenge, and to see other’s entries, just click the link below:

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/06/20/wordle-114-june-20th-2016/

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WINNER

I had been feeling down, in the doldrums, which served my atrabilious state of mind to a tee. But, I was growing bored with my misery, and so was every who knows me. It was time to make a change.

This morning, as I read the newspaper, I noticed an ad for a contest. It sounded fun, so without hesitation, I sent in my entry form, with a photocopy of my driver’s license (to prove I was of age), and awaited the day of competition.

The weekend arrived, and I gathered at the meeting place with other like-minded contest participants. It was to be a foot race, of a football field’s length. The sun was shining, providing a nice climate to run in…or so I thought.

Being as I was unprepared, and out of shape for such a strenuous work-out, my face began to turn a mottled cerise, and I felt like I’d been singed from the heat. I had a random thought to just quit the race, but no, I came to win, as it was a dream of mine to finally win at something. I would let nothing obstruct my way…not even heatstroke.

So, I ran as if my life depended on it. I ran as I suspected a fugitive  from the law would run. I crossed the finish line, but alas, did not come in first place.

However, I considered myself a winner anyway, for completing the challenge. I was proud of myself and toasted the other racers with the glass of chilled elderberry wine, which was the prize that was shared by the actual winner.

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© 2016 BS

 

FILAMENTS (don’t read if you’re squeamish) – 3 Line Tales Week 17

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FILAMENTS (don’t read if you’re squeamish) – 3 Line Tales Week 17

The gastroenterologist asked me if I wanted to see the results of my abdominal MRI.

“Sure, but what does it mean,” I asked, when I viewed the scan, not worried at all, because my symptoms weren’t that bad.

He pointed out the tiny filaments protruding from my intestines, and said, “These are worms, and there’s nothing we can do.”

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For 3LineTales

Three Line Tales, Week Seventeen

Write 3 lines using the photo prompt.

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© 2016 BS