Magic Grasshoppers – Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – 11/28/17

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“There is no magic grasshopper son!” Eric announced in words more firm than he meant.

“But dad, you said that Grandpa never lies!” Tommy protested.

“Yes, I did,” Eric nodded. “He hasn’t started, it’s just that Grandpa’s mind is not working as well as it could these days. He thinks some things that just aren’t true.

“He said the magic grasshopper can help me find a treasure. I want to find it dad!”

How do you explain dementia to an eight year old? Eric had no clue.

 

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – 11-28-17


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For those that have answered the call for the Christmas themed flash I mentioned before I want to share the theme today. I am thinking about an origin story for your favorite Christmas character. Santa, Mrs. Claus, the elves, the reindeer and yes, even Frosty are fair game. I won’t fuss if you pull in Yukon Cornelius, the Abominable Snowman or any other Christmas character from movies or television. Just keep it solidly with a Christmas theme.

This will begin on December 12, 2017.

 

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You Can’t Hide Time – Friday Fictioneers – 11-24-17

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A perpetual clock should have been a good thing and it was for years, until Emily decided she was done with Jake’s shenanigans. When she packed her things and left while he was away for his “boy’s weekend” he began to resent the clock and it’s reminder of what he lost. He couldn’t bring himself to sell the clock, so he had to find somewhere it would be out of sight and out of mind.

The list of hiding places grew as the robust clock continued to sound its tones.

“Emily you always had to have the very last word!

 


 

 

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For those that have answered the call for the Christmas themed flash I mentioned before I want to share the theme today. I am thinking about an origin story for your favorite Christmas character. Santa, Mrs. Claus, the elves, the reindeer and yes, even Frosty are fair game. I won’t fuss if you pull in Yukon Cornelius, the Abominable Snowman or any other Christmas character from movies or television. Just keep it solidly with a Christmas theme.

 

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Sundown Cash – Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – 11/21/17

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Photo copyright – Footy and Foodie

 

Clear deadlines was what his mentor always stressed. Make sure there is no ambiguity. So he obliged and set the deadline for sundown on November 23rd. If the sun was no longer visible his suitcase with $10 million would go back in the trunk of his 1965 red convertible and he would go back to his seaside mansion.

He knew five teams were left from the original dozen that began the 2,000 mile race. But he also knew they would likely not reach him by sundown. He longed for the past when he was racing instead of paying, but fortune had smiled on him so he could be the benefactor now.

 

 

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – 11-21-17


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For those that have answered the call for the Christmas themed flash I mentioned before I want to share the theme today. I am thinking about an origin story for your favorite Christmas character. Santa, Mrs. Claus, the elves, the reindeer and yes, even Frosty are fair game. I won’t fuss if you pull in Yukon Cornelius, the Abominable Snowman or any other Christmas character from movies or television. Just keep it solidly with a Christmas theme.

 

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Burn the Proof! – Friday Fictioneers – 11-17-17

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Photo copyright – J. Hardy Carroll

 

Eloise shook her head as she looked at her watch. The response time of the fire departments were quicker than she planned. She needed the contents of 1900 Clement Street to be completely consumed by the fire she initiated. She was sure there was no chance it would be considered arson, she was just that good. But the incriminating files within the office of J.J. Hill’s private investigation firm on the second floor needed a good amount of heat to perish.

She could see the sneaky private eye with his hands on his head wondering what he was going to do.

 

 


 

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I hope you will all permit a brief commercial, but I would like to get all the fiction lovers to join me in a Christmas themed 7 day flash fiction serial. I will post a theme and you will have 7 days of 1,000 words to build your story. It will start on December 12 (mainly because I will be out of the country the first ten days of December). If interested please let me know.

 

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The Story of Nanjo – Carrot Ranch Weekly Flash – 11/09/17

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Nanjo drummed his fingers on the desk as his to slow laptop churned away at the internet address. He knew the latest rodeo deadline quickly approached and he wanted in.

“Five minutes!” he exclaimed when his screen finally held the needed information.

Nanjo typed so fast, too fast, relying on his newly installed bargain auto-correct to save him. In the bottom right corner his screen continue to tick away the time, adding to his panic. He checked the word count, but there was no room to explain his situation. His entry would look like this.

“Oh well!”


 

 

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Carrot Ranch – 11-09-17

Proof of Aliens? – Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – 11/14/17

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Photo copyright: any1mark66

 

No one spoke after they listened to the guide describe what the image scratched into the rocks before them was supposed to convey. After all this was the supposed expert, one who understood the culture better than any of them or their aged teacher. After several moments of silence the first sound was a badly stifled snicker, followed by the slow release of more which slowly but steadily increased into uncontrolled laughter.

The teacher felt his face flush from embarrassment as he realized the roughly two dozen college age members of his group were not holding in their true feelings. He drew in a deep breath, ready to right this wrong when the guide piped up to say, “Yes, you are right all that was hogwash, this was something a bored teenager scratched into the rock one day. We just give that spiel to see who is paying attention!”

 

 

 

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – 11-14-17


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I hope you will all permit a brief commercial, but I would like to get all the fiction lovers to join me in a Christmas themed 7 day flash fiction serial. I will post a theme and you will have 7 days of 1,000 words to build your story. It will start on December 12 (mainly because I will be out of the country the first ten days of December). If interested please let me know.

 

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My HAR-MON-KEE-UH! – Sunday Photo Fiction – 11/13/17

 

 

 

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Cornelius swayed as he blinked hard to focus on what he saw before him. His wife was always on him to get his eyes fixed. Lasik was the best thing going in her book. But Cornelius had other priorities for the disposable income nestled in his pocket, usually gambling and booze.

“It’s a HAR-MON-KEE-UH!” Cornelius said way too loud,

“A what?” his drinking buddy Allan asked.

“HAR-MON-KEE-UH! Watch I’ll play it!”

It was Allan’s turn to sway as he watched Cornelius crawl into the gutter of the street and try to blow on the drain openings.

Cornelius slapped the cold metal before groaning in disappointment. “It’s broken old buddy, just like the one I had that my dog Buster used as a chew toy!”

Sunday Photo Fiction – 11-13-17

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I hope you will all permit a brief commercial, but I would like to get all the fiction lovers to join me in a Christmas themed 7 day flash fiction serial. I will post a theme and you will have 7 days of 1,000 words to build your story. It will start on December 12 (mainly because I will be out of the country the first ten days of December). If interested please let me know.

Work On Those Leg Muscles, Arthur! – Friday Fictioneers – 11-10-17

 

 

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Photo copyright – Marie Gail Stratford

 

When Arthur received the news about his promotion he was ecstatic. Fifteen years of long days, short weekends and hard work meant he got to move to the big city. Of all the new things he thought about the fear of elevators was not included.

Being trapped in one for sixteen hours as a child created frequent nightmares. Now he stood looking at his new work locale, which towered above him like a never-ending high-rise.

“Hello. I am Arthur Frank. Can you tell me where I can find the Harmon Group?”

“Yes They’re on floor 49.”

“One more thing, the stairs?”



 


 

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I hope you will all permit a brief commercial, but I would like to get all the fiction lovers to join me in a Christmas themed 7 day flash fiction serial. I will post a theme and you will have 7 days of 1,000 words to build your story. It will start on December 12 (mainly because I will be out of the country the first ten days of December). If interested please let me know.

 

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A Dragon Disagreement – Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – 11/07/17

 

 

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“If dragons did fight there would me massive damage from their flames!” Clay declared. “Their fire is hotter than anything man could create!” He was so passionate about anything dragon related and considered himself the local expert.

“Oh yeah, well Knights have been in the business of slaying dragons as long as they have been on the scene. I think there is no dragon that can’t be slain.”

“I guess we agree to disagree!” Clay responded.

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – 11/07/17


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I hope you will all permit a brief commercial, but I would like to get all the fiction lovers to join me in a Christmas themed 7 day flash fiction serial. I will post a theme and you will have 7 days of 1,000 words to build your story. It will start on December 12 (mainly because I will be out of the country the first ten days of December). If interested please let me know.

 

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