Flash Fiction
My new obsession. Flash fiction is a story 99 words or shorter with a character, a setting and a plot! Crammed into that tiny space is a lot of punch.
An extreme example of brevity and brilliance from Hemmingway:
For sale. Baby shoes. Never Worn.
Wow! Packs a punch in 6 words!
So here is my first attempt(99 words):
The Jilt of the Magi
She munched a generic cookie as she left the blood bank.
On her last visit she had to hide as her husband entered as well.
One pint a week for 3 months would buy her husband that iPod, their budget didn’t include such extravagances.
Christmas eve, his face sunk inside his earmuffs as he opened his new iPod.
He handed her his gift, “I now how you love Picasso, sweetheart.”
She slowly unwrapped it… two bloody ears! “But I saw you at the blood bank!”
“I wanted to use a sterile instrument, I’m not crazy!”
posted by Trey Laminack @ 3:31 PM
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7 Comments:
It's Van Gogh, not Picasso!!!
Yes, first, that's the irony, he gave his ears because he didn't understand who her favorite artist actually was. Second, now he looks like something out of Picasso
That is a beauty of a story. And for the rest of their relationship he can always use the "I didn't hear you" excuse! Of course she was screaming, "I said pistachios, not Picasso!"
well I'll be hog tied...and it was a merry Christmas after all...
If he used Van Gogh, it would have been 100 words. No can do!
Hey, Trey--Hope your Christmas was merry and bright.
Yeah, Merry Christmas. I'd end that with an exclamation point, but there is always a shortage when we come to the end of the year because people use too many of them frivilously.
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