This one’s a quickie (35 letters long), as I haven’t taken the time to write the longer piece just yet. I’ll get to that after I’ve caught up on some work… Minnie’s rules: Title: Mary Pops In Length: Longer than supercalifragilisticexpialidocious (I assume that means longer than 34 letters?) Beautiful, smart, she was no tart. Ah, perfect! Share this post:
Nikki’s rules: Subject: Aliens! Length: 333 words The barbecue over the weekend went off without a hitch. The little ones swam in the lake, played blind one’s bluff, and scared its winged residents into taking flight. They ran and played tag on the grass for hours before we had our picnic lunch of fruit, bread, cheese, and a little black wine. Later, we all sat on the banks and fished for dinner, talking about life, the world, the universe. We…
I didn’t know what flash fiction or drabble was until one of my publishers asked me to write one for their newsletter last year, but I’ve actually been writing them every now and then since my teens. I just didn’t know what they were called. I simply called them short short stories. Anyway, I’ve been thinking about taking up writing again, and because I don’t have a lot of patience to write longer pieces, flash fiction seems to fit the…
One morning, as I woke from disturbing dreams, I discovered that while in bed I had been changed to a cute and cuddly cat. I lay on my warm and furry back, as I lifted my head up a little, my soft black tummy stretched out and vulnerable. At this size the blanket, nearly engulfing me completely, seemed very huge and thick. My hairy paws, so dainty and cute to go with the rest of me, curled and flexed before…
Back in the day, I participated in a monthly collaboration as a member of a webring called Jaunt. The February 2002 project was based on the concept of HEROES, and this is what I wrote: Of all the things about the warrior Clayton that held young Rhebok in such awe, the shine on his battle gear was the most impressive. Everything gleamed with an unearthly quality, from the top of Clayton’s head to the tip of his toes—the flat leather…