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Thursday, May 31, 2012

The Mighty Pen #48

The Mighty Pen flash fiction contest is a just for fun writing contest (inspired by my wonderful husband). I post the beginning of a story – and you post an end! I will choose a winner and several honorable mentions. The contest is open until Sunday night and the winner is announce on Monday where I feature them on my blog. Check out past winners on the tab above.

Note: This is a family friendly blog – so please keep it PG rated. Thanks!

The Beginning

"Check again," he said in a harsh voice...

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Three Words #48

One of my favorite writing games is something I call three words. I post three words and encourage you to write a flash fiction piece containing those three words. If you would like to challenge me – post three words for me and next week I will post a piece of flash fiction using your words. Enjoy!

Three Words

White
Light
Pillow

Flash Fiction

Using the three words: Gray, Box, and Table (from last week.)

Sera ran her fingers along the gold on black designs covering the box. "You are sure it will work," she said in a husky voice.

The man sitting across the table from her hesitated. Sera brought her left hand out from under the table - revealing her blaster. The man cleared his throat. "Sure? No. Confident, yes."

Sera narrowed her eyes and her left hand twitched. The man jerked away as far as the chair would let him. "My sources assure me it is the best.

Sera flipped up the gold latch on the box and lifted the lid. Inside was a single vile of gray liquid.

"How much?" she asked.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Prompt Tuesday #49

Every Tuesday I post a writing prompt and my response. It gives me a chance to exercise my writing muscles outside of my WIP, and hopefully inspire you to write. So enjoy my flash fiction piece and post your own in the comments!

Prompt

Source: Writing.com

"'I Like you crazy,' he said."

Response

"I like you crazy," he said, flashing that smirk he called a smile at her. "You're more fun this way."

Sera pressed her teeth down on her tongue pressed her palms into her sides. "I am not crazy."

Jed laughed. Sera fixed her gaze on the blank grey wall in front of her. She tried hard not to count the number of items within an arms reach that she could use as a weapon. Focus.

Slowly, the sound of Jed's laughed died down. Sera hazard a glance in his direction. When their eyes met he took a step backwards.

"Sorry," he said in a soft voice. One of his hands twitched towards his blaster.

Her vision flashed red then black, then red again and cleared. She stood with the broken leg of a metal chair in her hand. She had the jagged edge pressed up against Jed's neck as she held him against the wall with her free arm.

Sera shook her head, trying to banish the pulsing that pounded through hit.

"Sera," Jed pleaded.

She looked up into his eyes and for the first time she found them staring back at her - in fear. She took one step back. And then another, and another. Then she fled.